The Twink Pt. 04

WINTER

I stood patiently by the entrance gate watching Daniel as he crossed the courtyard. He walked confidently toward a nervous looking and well-dressed man in his late 40s/early 50s. The man was rooted to the spot watching Daniel approach him, his eyes moving quickly from Daniel to any other movement around him and then back to Daniel.

Daniel arrived in front of the man, and immediately reached up with his right hand and took hold of the man's earlobe. He pinched hard. The man's face looked anguished, however he didn't do what you'd expect most men to do when a smaller guy was causing them pain in this way. He didn't try and push Daniel away or strike him, he simply stood there and took it.

I watched as Daniel spoke to him, the man seemed to be nodding and agreeing through the obvious pain. His eyes locked on Daniel's.

Slowly the man sank to his knees and as he reached the floor he looked up at Daniel rapturously, nodding to every word Daniel spoke. He opened his jacket and removed a manilla envelope, and held it up like an offering to a deity.

Daniel regarded him for a moment, and then gently took the envelope. The pinch on the man's ear turned into a stroke on the man's cheek. Even at this distance, I could see the relief on the man's face. I knew exactly how he felt. He'd pleased his God. I still couldn't hear what was being said, but I saw the man kneel forward and kiss both of Daniel's shoes a few moments later.

Daniel abruptly turned and walked off, leaving the man knelt on the cold stone floor watching Daniel longingly.

"Come along cunt." Daniel said as he reached me. I followed him back through the open gate as trained, always behind him unless a door needed to be opened. We arrived back at the DLR station, and waited for the train to arrive. I peeked at the envelope Daniel held in his hands.

Daniel had said earlier he wanted me there as back up to ensure he safely made it back home with the spoils from the cashmeet with his newly ensnared victim. One can never be too careful travelling through London on foot, and whilst I was confident some time alone with Daniel would have almost any potential assailant begging to lick his arsehole, that wouldn't stop some gang trying to knife him for his phone or keys.

Even sociopathic Doms were vulnerable to a lunatic with nothing to lose. I knew I'd die to protect him, and admitted as much the night before as he had me stare at his slowly flexing feet.

"Haha, curious?" he said, noticing my obvious interest in the envelope.

"Yes sir." I replied. I knew there would be money in there, but how much was a mystery.

Daniel opened the envelope to reveal a wad of £5000, clearly freshly withdrawn with a banker's band still binding the notes tightly together.

"His bonus. Oh...and these." he said with a smile on his face, pulling out a necklace and some paperwork.

"Pretty sir." I said, studying the chain. "Did he buy that for you?"

"No." Daniel said smirking. "He bought it for his wife, however after a conversation or two he realised he wanted to give it to me more."

I swallowed as my cock swelled against its cage.

"Was that going to be her Christmas present?"

"Yes." his smirk turned into a devilish grin.

"However this is what excites me the most." He held up some paperwork. I could see a bank logo at the top.

"Their savings?" I enquired.

"Haha, those I will take when I am ready for his marriage to end. This..." he said holding up the paperwork "...this is the letter of closure for their child's savings account. He faked her co-signature on it of course."

I swallowed.

"...and this." he continued as he reached to the bottom of the envelope, "this was his kid's money."

Daniel held up what looked to be another few thousand pounds in bank notes.

"Mine now."

"I...he gave you his child's savings!" I couldn't believe it.

"Of course. I helped him realise what was really important to him wasn't his family. It was watching the slow sway of my erect cock whilst he periodically leaned down to lick the sweat from my inner thighs."

My cock raged against its cage now. Even after months and months of almost- perpetual chastity, Daniel could still arouse me almost instantly.

Daniel noticed my slight shuffle.

"Haha, I have quite the effect on so-called straight guys, don't I my sterile little workhorse?"

"Yes Sir." I replied. The ache of the vasectomy he'd ordered me to have had long gone, but the memory of it remained. I'd pleased him with going through with it though, and he'd rewarded me by letting me sleep next to him in bed for a week.

"How did you meet him Sir?" I enquired, I was curious how people who didn't meet Daniel at parties got this fucked up on him. I'd seen him take money off men before - and one or two women - however other than working I wasn't allowed much access to the outside world anymore.

"He liked several posts on my Twitter, of my stomach slick with sweat after a workout. He wasn't hard to coax into sending me a tribute."

I nodded. I knew Daniel had a findom twitter he used to generate income. I often saw his phone light up with CashApp notifications.

Daniel opened his jacket and put the envelope safely away.

"Was he gay?" I asked.

"No not really, but much like you he had a curiosity and a sexy twink often intrigues men who would otherwise be straight. After he liked a few posts, I sent him a photo of my dick, and a simple command."

"...what was that Sir?"

"I typed PAY ME FAG, and sent him my CashApp tag. £100 arrived about ten minutes later."

Daniel smiled.

"I love that first few minuted where his inner slave struggled with his fear of consequences. Ironically, the weak slave usually wins that fight in most submissives."

I nodded again. Daniel was always right.

"After that, he fell into the spiral of more and more tributes, cashmeets, online shopping and finally admitting he wanted to please me with his mouth."

Daniel straightened his coat.

"I'm considering having him introduce me to his wife at some point, I've banned him from sex and the nude photos of her he's shown me are quite appealing. I much prefer men don't get me wrong, but fucking a sub's wife whilst he watches is on my bucket list. Ultimately, I'll end their marriage when it suits me."

I knew he would too.

I looked up at the train time display, our train was due in one minute. Daniel looked up with me.

"Ah good." he said, "let's get you home cumdump. I want to tell you about the next chapter of your future.

"Yes Sir."