Less than a week after my initial meeting with Ahmed when I received my first phone call from Ahkbar, his butler and all-around manservant. Ahkbar's job now was to prepare me for full service to Ahmed. It seems that Ahmed is a VERY weathy foreign diplomat who has very high standards for his slaves. That explained why he had only put the head of his cock into my lips before cumming into my mouth. I had not been fully inspected and approved by Ahkbar. Ahkbar told me what day and time to expect his first visit to begin my preparation. Per his instruction, I was wearing a bathrobe and nothing else when he arrived. A tall and distinguished looking man, impeccably dressed and carrying a black valise, he entered and asked me to sit while he questioned me. After a short interview about my personal and sexual histories, he opened his valise and removed some syringes and vials. He took 2 blood and tissue samples. "These will need to be processed before you begin to serve Ahmed properly. I will also require a semen sample but that will be the last thing I collect before leaving. Now, please remove the robe and show me your body." I slowly and nervously opened the robe and let it fall from my shoulders, exposing my complele nakedness to him. Taking a digital camera from his valise, he took a few pictures from different angles and then put the camera down. Ahkbar now put on scented silk gloves and began to feel my body and took notes on his examination. Lubing up a gloved finger, he instructed me to bend over and receive a prostate check, and I obeyed. "Everything seems to be fine so far, young man.", he said. Handing me a card with an address and a date and time written on it, he then said, "You will report to this spa on the day specified. There they will remove all of your body hair, chest, back, crotch, arms and legs. You will not miss this appointment or be late. Ahmed demands hairless slaves. You will hear from me again when all of the test results are complete. Ahmed is most anxious to fully indoctrinate you to his service. You are a very lucky young man whether you realize it or not. Ahmed will reward you handsomely for loyal and obedient servitude to him, his sexual needs and fantasies. Now, as the last sample needs collecting before I leave, you will ejaculate into this specimen jar, please." Handing me the specimen jar, he also took a tube of lubricant from his valise and squeezed some onto my cock. "Work it in and stroke yourself to orgasm, now please". He then sat on my couch and lit a cigar, watching me as I jerked off in front of him. He picked up the camera once more and snapped a few photos of me masturbating. I came into the cup and sealed it quickly. He took it from me and held it up to the light. "Good quality looking sample but the lab will have the final say on that. Good day for now, young man." He collected his things and left. I was left with mixed emotions once more, excited yet confused. Eager but also cautious. I had never been so examined and tested all in preparation to serve a Master before. This was proving to be an interesting and intriguing adventure. More soon, Heywood