"Yeah, nothing like real man sweat to cure new leather and get it to mold to one's body. After a few weeks, it will fit like a second skin," Snake said gleefully after he was alone in the sauna except Ryan the human thong - or formerly human thong.
Wait! Weeks! I'm not an it! I am human!
"No, thong, formerly known as Ryan Standish, you are Master Jason's leather thong, and if you don't learn your place in the next few weeks, well, I may never take you off?" Snake sighed as he heard Ryan start to mentally reply, Snake said, "Shut up, thong boy, underwear is silent unless ordered to answer. Got it?"
Ryan hesitated, he wanted to argue, but he also wanted to say yes Master Jason, but he wasn't sure if he was allowed to speak.
Snake's grin broadened, he added, "You may answer the question, do you understand you are to remain silent unless directly permitted to speak?"
Yeah, I mean, yes, sir, Master Jason, thought Ryan seething in anger, but accepting defeat.
Snake's cock stiffened stretching Ryan mercilessly. Snake let his hand drop to his tented shorts, and began massaging his bulge.
Nuh- Ryan started to think.
"Uh, uh. Silence!" Snake snapped.
Ryan quivered, but remained silent as he felt the warmth grow in his nether reaches.
"Yeah, you're just like a new baseball mitt. You need conditioning for a few weeks. Ah, oh, yeah, here comes your first load of leather conditioner now!" Moaned Snake as his hot load filled Ryan.
Ryan was silent but he already picturing in his mind after weeks of conditioning he would totally be Master Jason 's sobbing bitch boy.
Jason laughed, as Ryan's imagery slipped into his own mind.
Snake sat up and yawned and stretched.