Strip, time for new "clothes"

"Strip ****. You won´t need clothes in my home." He says in a authorative tone. Knowing he owns you, and actually a bit eager to please him, you take of your clothes in a hurry. Standing in front of him naked you feel exposed and ****. He looks over you approvingly.

"Good, I can see that you´ve taken good care of your body. Now follow me, time for you uniform." He says and walks right past you as if you were air. You follow him like a lost little child, half looking at him and half checking out his house.

The walls are a simple bale blue, decorated with photos of vistas and your Master. Some are with a group of kids, must be his students. Some are with older people, probably his parents. You´re snapped out of your sightseeing by your master taking you up a flight of stairs. "My parents actually owned a **** when I grew up. She was a young black woman who we named Negra. So I actually know a thing or two about taking care of a ****. As well as how to train them..."

You didn´t know what he meant by training, but you didn´t like the sound of it. He leads you into a bare bedroom with a simple bed and a desk. "This is usually my guest bedroom. But now it will be your room. Sit down on the bed and wait for me." He then leaves you after you´ve sat down.

He returns with a black leather hood, a dog collar, a leash and some leather straps. He holds up the hood for you to examine. Its made of sturdy black leather and has holes for mouth, nostrils and eyes. The hood is held in place by a assortment of buckles on the back. Your Master opens it up and puts it over your face. You decide to accept what´s to come, you´re to far in to back out now. After buckling it on tight, he straps the collar around your neck and attatches the leash to it.

Finally, he picks up the leather straps. "Spread your legs." You hesitantly spread your legs, exposing your manhood. Surprisingly, your Master kneels between your legs and takes your soft cock in his mouth. He then start sucking it and swirl his tongue over it. Soon enough, your cock is to your own surprise rock hard from his stimuli. Then his hands move around your shaft and balls. You´re pulled out of the blowjob by a painful tug in your balls. You examine what he´s done as your Master gets up and grabs your leash.

He´s put the straps so that they separate your balls and makes the jut out while also forming a tight cock ring along with a criss-crossing pattern up your shaft, ending just below the tip. "If you behave I´ll take it off. Now come, I want to show you something." He says and tugs on your leash. You follow him over to his own bedroom where there is a full-body mirror.

"Look at the new you." He says, smirking. You hardly recognise yourself. The hood completely masks your identity while the collar and leash allows him to Control where you go. Your hard cock looks like its gonna burst any second, though you know its mostly from the blood pressure in your dick. You feel a feeling surge in you...