The Companion (Part VIII)

He was masturbating a lot. In the bathroom, while showering, after training. Upon waking up alone in his room. Even at work.

And the motivation for that act was always the same: Juan Bernardo. He imagined his boss fucking him, making him strong, making him moan, spanking him, and with him asking for more, surrendering and begging him not to stop, to continue eternally.

That day had been especially intense and full of activities. Really exhausting, he had hardly seen Juan Bernardo, only a couple of times to hand him minutes and remind him of scheduled appointments. At 6:45 pm, he called him and told him to take him home.

When they arrived at the house, Facundo strictly followed the instructions given to him and undressed, putting on only the tight zunga with the day's pain, and made himself available to the boss, who was so tired that he ordered him to prepare a drink while resting on a sofa.

"Come closer" he said, while Facundo did so quickly, to add almost immediately "Now get on your knees, take off my shoes and give my feet a massage."

He obeys and with a submissive attitude gets on his knees, delicately removes his boss's shoes, and begins to massage them softly. One by one, he dedicates himself to relaxing Juan Bernardo's feet, with dedication and pleasure. He dares to do more, not knowing if what he was doing was correct, but he felt like it: he removes the socks and begins to lick the toes, the sole, and the edges of those feet; the right foot first, then the same with the left. He likes doing it, he had been wanting to and now confirms that it is very pleasurable. He introduces the right foot into his mouth, until the boss's toes cross his tonsils, choking him and making him gag, but he doesn't stop. Juan Bernardo is pleased and this motivates Facundo not to rest in his efforts, and despite the accumulated saliva, the generated gagging, and the choking. Really, he doesn't care, he feels like he's doing the right thing: giving pleasure.

"Enough" Juan Bernardo indicates, after a long effort by Facundo, to add "Now get on all fours."

The assistant obeys and positions himself perpendicularly to the sofa, in the most adequate position possible for the boss's feet to rest on his back. He feels the feet moistened by his saliva positing on him and has the privilege and honor of supporting them for the long time his boss sleeps while trying to recover from the day's exhaustion. That night he had a dinner, which he suspended due to exhaustion.

When he wakes up, he frees Facundo from his role as an object and instructs him to exercise, but right there, in front of him, for his delight. The assistant strives to perform the routine defined for that day.

Facundo was also exhausted, but that didn't matter, and he had to serve and please as ordered, and the boss now wanted to see a body in effort, exercising to improve, sweating, and marking muscles, agitating breathing, dem...