Bully in Locktober 18

Ulises arrives today ten minutes before his usual time. I find him in the shower, and I shout to Enrique to go and open the door for him while I finish bathing.

When I come out of the shower, I find him kneeling and naked in front of the door. Every time he arrives, he kneels down and looks at me, but today he's looking at the floor. I stand naked in front of him, and Ulises looks at my feet.

"Kiss them, that's how you should greet me," I order him, and Ulises kisses my feet. I throw him the key to his chastity cage - "Take advantage of this to wash it, you have two minutes, no pleasure, just cleaning" - and I remove his collar so it doesn't get wet. The collar is hung with the keys at the entrance, so as soon as he comes in, he undresses and puts it on.

I go get the humbler while Ulises goes to the bathroom, and I enter to supervise how he washes his cock. He has it erect, but he's not masturbating it, at least not in my presence.

I close the faucet - "Get it up" - I order him, and Ulises opens his legs and puts his elbows against the wall... I put the humbler on him.

"Clean my room, slave," I order him.

Ulises walks as best he can, his face making expressions of pain, and I enjoy them. I see him involuntarily pulling his balls, and his cock is well erect.

"You are inferior to me, right?" I say to him.

"Yes, Master," he responds while struggling to make the bed. Stretching the sheets causes him pain, and he tries to make short movements.

"As you are inferior, you will follow these rules," I say, sitting on the dresser to watch him clean.

"Inside my house, you will always be naked and wear your collar. Your collar represents that you are not a man like my uncle and me, but a slave. Do you understand?" I ask him, watching him struggle to bend down and pick up my shoes.

"Understood, Master. I will always be naked and wear my collar in your house," Ulises responds.

"You will never use the house furniture without permission. If I tell you to sit, you sit on the floor. If I tell you to lie down, you do it on the floor. Do you understand?" Ulises picks up the clothes I left scattered around the room very slowly.

"Understood, Master. I will never use the house furniture without permission," Ulises responds.

"Inside this house, you cannot speak unless I give you permission. If you need to say something, you will bark, and I will understand that you are asking for permission to speak to me... and I may or may not grant it," I say, watching him shake the dresser, submissive.

"Understood, Master. I will only speak with permission and bark to ask if I can say something important," Ulises responds.

"Bark," I order him.

"Woof woof," Ulises responds.

"On the floor like a dog," he slowly kneels, feeling a tug on the humbler - "woof woof" - he says, barking on all fours, with his back arched and his face...