The Master of the Beach

This story is a co-authorship; it's a real story that a puppy I esteem and appreciate shared with me as a sketch... have fun:

I had been following him on Twitter for several years. His profile doesn't go unnoticed: handsome, in his thirties, with white skin, a well-groomed beard and mustache, athletic, with hairy pectorals and well-worked biceps.

His eyes are large and black, and he has a frank and carefree smile, as well as an attitude to match. His legs are thick and well-defined, hairy, with a 19-centimeter circumcised cock, of good thickness and large balls that he exhibits on his account with the natural pride of Alphas.

He lives on a Mexican beach that I often visit. On one of those trips, I found a poster with an announcement of his massage services.

I convinced my boyfriend to hire his services, and it was one of the most delicious massages I've ever received. From that day on, I became his client on my visits.

I knew he liked to humiliate and dominate because he shared it on his profile.

After breaking up with my boyfriend, I made a trip with my friends to the same beach, and among my plans was to hire him for a massage and give him the surprise that "his client" was wearing a chastity cage.

But while studying that plan, I found him on Grindr.

"Can I suck your cock while being a puppy?" I asked him on the app, sending him a photo of myself wearing a hood, collar, harness, chastity cage, and holding a leash attached to the collar.

I'm a man in my thirties, athletic, hairless, with worked pectorals and fleshy, rounded buttocks. I have white skin and medium stature.

Part of me wanted to be a dog in front of him, but I was also afraid because I had seen on Twitter that he was tough on slaves.

He responded in no time, "Do you bring your chastity cage?" he asked, and I replied that I did. "Put it on, and I'll see you at 5 pm sharp," he said.

I obeyed immediately, you know how it feels to have anxiety and heat when you have the cage on, it's a very strong sensation waiting for a moment that you know will be grandiose and at the same time feeling like you're already his prisoner with your cock "reserved" by his mandate.

When we organized ourselves, I told him I preferred to see him at my hotel, but he replied that if we were at his house, no one would hear us. Obviously, that response excited me, but it also scared me, my heart rate was overflowing.

At 4 pm, when there was an hour left before our meeting, he ordered me to send him a video of myself bathing with the chastity cage on... I obeyed his order to the letter, I was already his, doing everything to please him.

At 5 pm sharp, a man arrived at the entrance of my hotel on a motorcycle wearing a helmet. He looked impressive: strong, with a deep gaze that made me lose myself; very hairy arms, spectacular legs, strong and hairy, with a hairy chest. His arms wer...