The following is a true story about an adventurous change in a relationship between two friends.
It was initially written by the slave for the enjoyment of his Master. It is now posted, with the Masters permission, for the enjoyment of others. I hope you enjoy it. Send your comments to slavecrw@aol.com
DISCIPLINE AND RESTRAINT
A slaves STORY: MEETING HIS MASTER
Rick and I started as acquaintances, became friends, what you may call an emerging relationship. Rick and I had known each other for 10 years before either one of us realized that there was something much stronger than just a friendship between us.
We were living in different cities and I had gone to visit Rick. On the first morning of my visit Rick comes into my room to wake me up and let me know that the coffee was almost ready. As he leaves he gives me a magazine and tells me to read an article, the magazine is CheckMate and the article spells out a discipline scene between two work out partners. We had met in a gym and working out had always been an activity we shared as partners. I was a little taken back by the article and thought maybe it was just Ricks attempt at some humor.
Later that morning, we are in Ricks home gym working out. As Rick walked away from the bench, I reach over and smacked his ass. "Ouch" he exclaims, "what was that for......". I responded that I was just showing that I had read the article and asked when the discipline was going to start. Needless to say it did not take long as I was immediately ordered to strip. Where upon Rick gets some rope and ties me to the bench face down and starts whipping my ass with a rawhide strap. Then he unties me only to tie me up again to the multipurpose rack, tying me in an X. With my arms stretched taunt. While in this position and blindfolded, Rick proceeds to shave all my body hair , which was considerable and my crotch. I am now naked, shaved and strapped in. Much nipple pinching and biting took place, as well as more licks with the rawhide strap. Being that I was in no way prepared for what was happening, my head started to swim and I quickly felt myself going south. The next thing I know I am laying on the bench and Rick is wiping my face with a cool cloth. I had fainted from the lack of blood in my upper extremities. But Rick explained that a good Master takes care of his slave. Master and slave, new terms to me. But ones I would never forget.
After a break for lunch (food for strength and endurance), Rick ties me up again, this time kneeling over the bench with my ass high in the air. Rick starts playing with my ass and it feels like he is putting ice cubes up my crack. I soon realize that it is not ice, but an enema tube.... I had been shorn, now it was time to clean me out. Rick takes me in to shit and then ties me up in the bathroom for another enema, this one with red wine. A "bottoms up" cocktail, another first. Rick had obviously put a lot of though and planning into this visit..
That night Rick tied me to my bed, also taking the time to tie rawhide around my hard cock and balls. He insures I cannot play with my self and instructs me that I had better have a hardon when he comes for me in the morning. With that he greases himself up and whacks out a load all over me. His nuts must have been full because it was like an eruption.
The next morning Rick came to wake me up and as ordered, I had a hardon of great proportions, but it was useless. It was not to be tamed I was. Before untiing me Rick takes out a leather strap and criss-crosses my body with it. My newly shorn chest is now red with welts. Once untied I am again marched to the bathroom and tied to the commode to watch Rick take a shower and shave and again spew a load of cum, me just sitting there unable to get to my cock or to Ricks. Later untied, I get to shower, but under my masters watchful eye to insure that I do not get to enjoy a release of my very full nuts.
That night the tables are turned. Rick finds himself bound. We had been wresting on the floor and I got the advantage and pinned Rick. With his rope nearby I quickly hog tied him for a while. Time for my revenge as I got the leather strap and tanned his ass as red as my chest had been earlier that morning. When I turned Rick over, I was greater by the biggest erection I had ever seen. Rick obviously enjoyed both sides of the Master - slave relationship. I started massaging his nuts and he groaned, I started stroking his cock and it did not take long before his groans turned to moans and then he again released a load of cum. As I started to stroke myself, Rick begged me not to cum myself, insuring me that he had something special planned and he did not want me to cum, so I didn't. I untied him and we proceeded to my room, me fully thinking that Rick would again tie me to my bed, but instead, I tied Rick to my bed and then climbed in and slept next to his warm body. My hot cock was dripping pre-cum on his side all night.
On the final morning of my visit, it was time for a final gym workout. Rick worked me hard with repeated sets of pushups, dips and crunches. Super sets of 20 repetitions each with no rest, after about five rounds I was wasted, Rick again strips me and puts me over his lap for a spanking. I had done good, but I could have done better. Twenty licks with his palm for the final 20 reps I should have done, my ass was on fire and my cock was fully extended.
My Master told me that I had been a good and deserving slave during my visit and that it was time for my reward, With this Rick tied me to the roman chair, giving him easy access to my front and backside, he slowly starts to pluck hairs off my back creating a hot tingling sensation. My cock by now is dancing and dripping. Rick gets a can of crisco and a carrot, greases up the carrot and slides it in my ass, he then puts on a rubber glove and greases it up and starts fondling my cock, what a wild sensation, a carrot up my ass and a warm hand wrapped around my cock, it was now my turn to empty out my nuts and I did it shot after shot. Rick too let loose and my body was covered in a mixture of his cum and mine.
That night we again slept in my bed, but nobody was tied, instead we slept in each others arms, talking about what a great visit it had been and how we would have to get together again soon.
Since then we have been together many times, sometimes at my place sometimes at Ricks and even taking some vacations together and exploring some B&D scenes in larger cities on both the east and west coasts. In between visits we talk frequently on the phone and we exchange letters, usually detailing what we have planned for each other during our next visit.