Knowing His Place

Hey! It's been a while! Here's a commission I've been sitting on for a while and am finally able to post. It takes place in the same universe as The Fire In His Eyes, with a futa who gets her hands on a much more willing boy! I hope you all enjoy it!

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Liam was nervous, more nervous than he had ever been in his entire life. The events of the night had gone by in a blur. The grooming, where he had been waxed, bathed, and dolled up to absolute perfection. When he saw himself in the mirror after the stylist was finished, he barely recognized himself. Liam had to admit, he felt breathtakingly beautiful. When the collar and cage went back on, he barely batted an eye; this had been his entire life as a male born in the empire, and being nude before the prying eyes of futanari was the norm. The auction flew by in a blitz, and his leash had been handed to the winning bidder. Now, he stood just inside the front door of her home. As she turned to face him, he got a proper look at her finally.

She was average height for her sex, standing at an intimidating 6'2" with a muscular build. Her plump breasts were firm from a life of exercise, sitting high on her chest and not requiring a bra. Liam could see her nipples through the fabric of her white dress and he blushed. Her bare arms were finely sculpted as if by a master craftsman, the striations of each lean muscle creating mesmerizing geometric patterns along her limbs. He could see her rigid abs through the fabric as well, trailing into her wide hips that led into long, powerful legs. She placed a manicured finger under his chin and tilted his head up to meet her gaze. He met her shimmering emerald green eyes, framed by round rimmed glasses. Her fair features were cute and soft, contrasting heavily with her body, and her bobbed brown hair framed her entire visage. Like all futa, she was beautiful.

"Welcome to your forever home, darling. My name is Patricia, though you may call me Patty if you so choose. Of course you can also refer to me as Mistress, Miss, Goddess, or Mommy." She smiled, her glasses raising a few millimeters. She gently took hold of the tag on his auction collar and read it aloud. "Liam." He shivered as she spoke his name, the proper noun feeling much more meaningful when spoken by her. "How are you feeling, Liam?" The boy took a moment before speaking.

"I'm... I'm feeling okay, Miss. I'm just a bit hungry." He omitted the fact that the cause of his hunger was a fasting period all males underwent before auction. Patty took the opportunity to scan up and down his body. She had really nailed quite the specimen. Liam was pretty tall for an empire-native male, standing at 5'7" with a lean, toned body. His long blonde hair had been meticulously washed and styled to maximize his feminine appearance. His pretty blue eyes stared back at her nervously, framed by a speckling of light freckles. He was gorgeous, and she was thankful the shelter workers hadn't gotten to him first.

"I will make sure to feed you shortly. First, we have to discuss your responsibilities as my new pet."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good. As my property, you aren't obligated to perform chores unless I say otherwise, however you will be rewarded for doing so. This could be in the form of extra TV time, sweets, pleasure, etcetera. You are expected to be present and kneeling by the front door during the time I'm expected to be home. You may not masturbate, or partake in other forms of self-pleasure without my permission. You must perform thirty minutes of exercise per day. If you're unsure what to do for that, I can assist you. I'll occasionally provide you with a list of chores to do. These are not optional, and you will not be rewarded for completing them. It is simply expected of you. And finally, I will occasionally request a specific photo or video from you, and I expect you to comply. Failure to meet expectations will result in discipline, as I'm sure you're already used to. Do you understand these terms?"

"Yes, Mistress." Liam nodded and spoke, a bit relieved at the simplicity of the rule set provided. It was far easier than what he had to deal with at the shelter.

"Very good. One more thing, I'm sure you were educated on your role as male: to relieve me whenever I desire you to. There won't be any issue with that, will there?" Liam's freckled cheeks turned pink and he looked to the side.

"Yes, Mistress, I understand what that entails. There won't be any issue." Patty smiled at his words.

"Very good."

Oh my GODDESS! He's so fucking cute! I can't believe I got lucky enough to adopt him! He's perfect! Her thoughts ran rampant, flooded with daydreams of their inevitable sexual exploits to take place in the decades to come.

"Um, Miss?" Liam asked curiously as he noticed Patty spacing out. She snapped out of her haze, clearing her throat. She was happy the cold front she had been putting on was holding up. She would be able to drop it soon.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about something. Anyway, let's get you fed." Patty gently took her new boy's hand and led him over to the couch.

"Miss, I thought you were going to feed me?"

"I am." Patty sat down onto the couch, spreading her legs slightly. Liam went to join her, but she stopped him. "Ah ah, lower."

"Miss?"

"You wanted me to feed you, so I am. Did you forget your responsibilities already?" Patty raised an eyebrow, causing Liam to swallow nervously.

"N-No, Miss, I understand." The young man knelt down and reached up with shaky hands towards her dress. He clasped the white fabric and began to lift. It felt like an eternity as the dress traveled up her muscular legs, cresting her knees and revealing her stone-like quads. Finally, her crotch came into view, and Liam gulped even louder. Matching the color of her dress, a pair of lacy white panties clung to her waist, and in the center sat a sizable bulge. It stretched out her underwear like any futa's package, almost daring him to go further.

"Go on, take it out." Patty's voice commanded. Liam looked up at her, his long eyelashes fluttering. "It's not going to bite you, sweetheart."

"Y-Yes, Mistress." He hooked his index fingers in the waistband before slowly sliding them down her thighs. Her genitalia was finally revealed to him in all its glory. Perfectly smooth, thick, and vascular, her flaccid cock sagged over her balls like a sleeping dragon. Her testicles, meanwhile, were each a handful, brimming with seed as they rested on the couch. Liam took a deep breath, and in the process received a nose full of cock smell. That smell, that musk; it was divine. He recalled occasionally catching whiffs of it during his shelter life, but every time it would cause his poor cock to strain painfully his chastity cage, and this time was no different. Patty noticed him grimacing in discomfort.

"Something the matter?"

"I'm sorry, Miss, it's just that my cage is hurting a bit..."

"Oh! How cruel of me! I forgot to unlock you. Here." She brandished a small key. "Stand up." Liam's eyes went to saucers. Was she really going to unlock him? Just like that?! He didn't dare question her, standing to his feet and jutting out his hips a bit. The brunette suddenly grabbed two handfuls of his bubble butt, pulling him closer to her as he yelped.The corners of her mouth curled into a naughty smile.

"I don't have to be the only one feeling good, you know." She slid one of her soft hands around his hips to his package and cradled the cage. "Good boys get all sorts of treats from mommy." she murmured before planting a kiss on the end of his cock cage. Blood immediately surged to his member, causing it to strain painfully against the insides of the cage. "No need to keep you locked up anymore now that you're mine."

Patty chewed on her tongue as she inserted the key and gave it a twist. There was a soft click and the cage fell from Liam's hairless groin. The boy sighed with immense relief as his modest cock was able to breathe properly for the first time in months. It immediately filled with blood and stood up, pointing eagerly at the futa and dripping precum onto her lap. "Does that feel better, Liam?"

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you so much." The boy lowered back down to his knees, now able to give his full attention to his mistress's growing member. In his mind he went over what he had been taught about oral pleasure. It had been a while since he practiced on a toy, but his teachings quickly came flooding back.

Start with gentle kisses. He closed his eyes, shifting forward and placing a warm, gentle kiss on the hooded tip of Patty's glans. The futa released a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. The connection of his lips was almost electric. Said electricity acted as a jump start to her libido, and her swollen head slid out of her foreskin to say hello. Liam watched in awe as her cock grew and grew, the veins pumping hot blood throughout her organ to make it reach its full mast. It didn't take long before Patty was standing at full mast, a proud ten-inch she-cock staring back at the boy. She was almost embarrassed, getting so hard so fast from just a kiss! Thankfully Liam didn't seem bothered, he had more important things on his mind.

The boy was enthralled, nearly going cross-eyed as he watched Patty's beast awaken. His heart was pounding in his ears now, as well as his mouth starting to water. Liam was aroused, nervous, and ravenous all at once, and his brain needed time to catch up.

Patty stared back at Liam's dumbfounded gaze, her own heartbeat starting to hasten. It translated to her cock, which softly bounced with each pump of blood through her body. She couldn't help but grow anxious. Had he noticed that she was smaller than average? Granted she was massive compared to any man, but futa standards were a whole other animal. Perhaps he was disappointed...

"Do... Do you not like it?" Patty mumbled, blushing a pink hue. Liam snapped out of his haze, distraught at his owner's somber profile.

"Y-Yes, Mistress! It's perfect! I... I love it." he bit his lip and gazed back at her meat. "I love it so much..."

"Then show me." Patricia ordered. Liam nodded and went back in, beginning to pepper her tip with his lips once again. Small or not, her cock felt powerful against his lips. He moved from the tip, down the shaft, and to the root of her futahood. After planting a longer kiss at the meeting point between her shaft and her scrotum, he gave each of her bloated orbs a kiss as well. His stomach growled, signaling to him what he had to do. Liam took a deep breath and opened his mouth, slowly lowering his lips over Patty's tip. The futa sighed as his pillowy lips glided across her swollen glans, embracing her in his warm, wet mouth. He started by softly nursing on her head, suckling back and forth and taking breaks to lick her frenulum. Patricia decided not to hide her pleasure anymore, letting her moans escape on their own to further encourage the nervous male between her legs.

"Do you think you can take me deeper, love?"

"I-I can try, Mistress." Liam opened his mouth a little wider and dipped his head forward, swallowing several more inches before he finally gagged. Seems he was rusty after all. He closed his eyes again and recalled his training sessions at the shelter, which really just amounted to dildos of varying sizes being roughly jammed in and out of his gullet.

Breathe through your nose, and gently swallow. Liam's nostrils flared and his Adam's apple bounced in his neck as he began to swallow. This not only helped him to inch further onto the cock in his mouth, but also allowed him to ingest the pearly precum that had begun flowing from Patty's slit. It was deliciously salty, just like he had been told, and it caused his tongue and throat to tingle a bit. He couldn't help but wonder if the effects described in his readings were true.

"Good boy. You're doing such a good job taking Mommy's cock. I've been saving up for you, so it won't be too hard to get your dinner." She pushed a blonde lock out of his face and smiled. He looked even more beautiful gulping down her cock! It was a picturesque scene, a beautiful feminine male on his knees with his new futa owner's cock in his pretty mouth.

I love him already! I can't get over how cute he is! And I can tell he's eager, even though he's nervous.

"Mmh. Come on, Liam. Take the entire thing. You can do it!" Patty weaved her fingers in his golden hair and gripped his scalp firmly before pulling him down. Liam immediately gagged hard, his throat spasming and trying to eject the invader, but Patty held him firm.

"Mh! Mh! MMHH!....Mmmmmmhhhh...~" The boy panicked at first, not used to having his throat constantly full of futa meat, but quickly embraced the fullness. His eyes softened as his lips finally touched Patty's pubis, a sense of accomplishment washing over him. Patricia wished she could continue it longer, but because she had abstained for several days, her heavy balls were churning harshly with the need for release. With a firm grip, she moved Liam's head back and forth, smearing his saliva along her veiny shaft and covering it in small frothy bubbles.

"Are you ready for your dinner, darling boy? Are you ready for your binding to begin?"

"Mhm! Mhm!" Liam moaned back in desperation. His own cock was so hard it hurt, pouring precum into a slimy puddle.

"Then take your meal like a good boy." Instead of pumping her load down his throat, Patty pulled his head back until her cockhead rested on her boy's tongue. She chewed on her lip as her testicles clenched tightly and her slit ejected the first rope of ripe, addictive futa fuck fluid. As her swimmers mated with his taste buds, Liam's mind went through a cataclysmic explosion of bliss. He had read plenty of material on the effects of futa cum, but words truly couldn't do it justice. A euphoria stronger than any stimulant or psychedelic, more addictive than any opiate, and the primary reason that futa were built to conquer. Liam's binding had begun. His eyes rolled back and squeezed shut as his throat opened up to allow the heaping helping of progeny that had entered his ravenous maw. It hit his stomach like an atomic bomb, spreading a deep, wonderful warmth throughout his body like an orgasm of its own.

GLP! GLP! GLP!

Over and over again his throat undulated as he devoured Patty's stuffing. His cheeks puffed out with every new serving, only to recede as he chugged it all down. The euphoria overriding his system was getting to be too much, and his own swollen balls twitched pathetically. His meek little prick exploded in a shower of sticky boy cream, painting the floor and front of the couch off-white as he moaned loudly around the futa's weapon.

"That's it, baby boy. Just let it all out for Mommy." Patricia gently stroked Liam's golden locks as her orgasm subsided, the last of her ropes joining the pile of sludge deep in his gut. Liam just sat there, cock pulsing in his throat for several moments. His high wasn't fading, however. It lingered like a magical haze over his entire being, making it impossible to hold focus for even a few seconds. Slowly he slid off of her cock, his lips slurping along her veiny expanse before detaching with a pop. He slumped forward, burying his face in Patty's hard-cut abs.

"Nawww.~" she softly cooed and stroked his hair. "Yeah, the first dose is always a strong one. Don't try to fight it, baby. Just ride the high and relax." She continued to gently stroke his head, sending him deeper into relaxation and bliss. All of his worries were washed away with Patty's load, and all that remained was a gooey happiness. If he could feel like this all the time, he would obey her without question.

"I think it's time for bed." Patty spoke up, gently lifting his head from her lap so she could stand. "I'll clean up your mess in the morning. You need rest." She scooped him up in a princess carry and strutted proudly to the bedroom. Upon arrival she laid him down before undressing herself. Despite his cum-stupor, Liam could still appreciate the beauty of his owner. Perfect, perky breasts capped by small nipples, and a delicious six-pack on her tight stomach accompanied by a perfect V that guided the eyes to her cock. As she turned, he got a look at her rear. Plump, firm, with the perfect amount of jiggle as she moved. She turned back to face him and smiled before climbing under the covers with him and wrapping him in a loving embrace. The feeling of safety was deeper than the sea at that moment. Nothing in the universe could harm Liam. Patty kissed him tenderly on the head. "Goodnight, baby boy.~"

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Liam nervously paced back and forth across the carpeted bedroom floor, wringing his hands as he did so. Several hours prior, Patricia had taken his collar off, kissed him goodbye, and headed out. The second the front door shut he began to miss her, a longing emptiness forming in his stomach.

Why did she take my collar? He thought as he itched at his cold neck. Liam looked at the basic phone Patty had given him, the device only serving call and text. No new messages. He had never expected to feel this much separation anxiety, especially on only the first official day of him being owned. Liam could only hope these feelings would lessen over time, but right now it was overwhelming!

Beep!

Liam's hands flew to the device, flipping it open to read the new text.

"On my way home."

"Yes!" He jumped excitedly in place before rushing downstairs and sitting on his knees in front of the door. He didn't have to wait long before the knob turned and his owner appeared in the doorway, dressed in the same shirt and jeans she had when she left. Patty smiled as she saw her boy kneeling before her just as he was told.

"Good boy!" She set down several shopping bags and rushed over to him, the door shutting behind her. The futa cupped his face and began showering him in kisses. "Such a good boy for Mommy!" Liam couldn't help but giggle up a storm as he was praised for his loyalty. It felt fucking amazing! The praise, the affection, the head scratches! He was in heaven. "Up!" Patty ordered, helping him to his feet. "I hope you didn't miss me too much."

"I... I did, Miss." Liam blushed as he spoke. "Sorry..."

"Don't be sorry, baby. I should be apologizing. It's just that I needed to go shopping urgently to get you enough clothes. Speaking of..." She retrieved the bags labeled with various clothing brands. "Shall we try some on?" Liam's face burned bright with embarrassment and his heart started to race.

"Y-Yes, Mistress. I would love to." Despite his embarrassment, he couldn't contain his excitement, and neither could Patty. She clapped her hands together and grabbed his hand.

"Let's go!" She grasped his arm and pulled him along to the bedroom. "Alright, first and foremost, your collar." She took out the one that he wore during the auction, then immediately tossed it into the trash.

"M-Miss, but what about--" Liam was cut off as she brandished a shopping bag labeled Ruth's. She dug around inside and brandished a brand new collar. Navy blue leather with white accents, along with a velvet interior. From the front hung a heart-shaped tag.

LIAM, Property of Patricia

The boy was stunned, staring at the beautiful symbol of ownership for several long seconds.

"Miss, I love it!" He promptly dropped to his knees and shuffled over, lifting his long blonde locks to give her access to his supple neck.

"Good boy." Patty fastened the collar around him, making sure it was comfortable. Once she was satisfied, she gave him a gentle kiss on the lips. "Now that that's out of the way, let's get you into your new outfit." She stood him up and began to undress him, neatly folding his clothes in a small pile. "You won't be needing these much anymore." The first item she held up was a light-pink crop top, the fabric so thin it was nearly see-through. Liam blushed as he held his arms up, and she slid it onto his svelte body. The futa smirked as she saw his hard nipples poking through the fabric. She couldn't help herself from giving each delicious nub a pinch.