"I Had No Idea" - Part 29
BY - BNDMaster13@yahoo.com
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I know, I know, first I don't post anything for ever, then you get three inside of a week. Remember, I said that I was going to try and give you a few extra just for being such loyal readers. I am totally amazed, and Alex is very flattered that so many people have e-mailed me. I guess somewhere Alex's journals have touched people in ways I would have never imagined. I would especially like to thank the guy that sent me the cool pictures of various piercings. I must admit I especially liked the nose rings. Alex just about choked when I suggested I have that done to him. I won't though, because I just can't picture Alex being able to go to classes wearing a rather large ring in his nose. But again, thanks for all the e-mails.
One thing that everyone seems to want to know, is how I am managing Alex's slavery since he has started college. Actually it has been quite easy. To give you all a better idea, I thought that this time I would post a journal entry from the first few weeks of college. As usual let me turn this over to my Alex:
The first day of school scared me to hell! I was so afraid to go back out in the real world by myself. My entire world had been Rick and Jose for a very long time. Oh, there were a few other people thrown in here and there, but almost always with Jose and Rick there also. I couldn't even picture myself actually wearing clothes for an entire day. Usually, if Rick let me wear clothes at all, it was just long enough to get where we were going or do what needed to be done. So you can imagine that first morning for me. How would Rick handle the change? He had assured me that he would fix it so I was reminded every minute of the day that I was still his bondage slave. That thought was actually calming to me. I wanted that constant reminder of who and what I was. That even though I was reentering the world I was still nothing but Rick's slave.
Let me start off by describing what Rick made me wear that first day. In fact most of it, with a few changes here and there, have become what I call my school uniform. The morning would start off just as they had for what seemed forever now. Jose got me up, took me to the toilet, then showered me. He shaved the hair off my body every where but the top of my head. Rick requires Jose and I to be totally denuded of hair everywhere but our heads. Once done with that we had breakfast. As I have told you before that means me kneeling on the floor eating out of my bowl with my hands locked behind my back. Once breakfast was over Rick got me dressed for school. The first thing that he did was remove my cuffs. God, I hated that! I have worn them more or less non stop for so long that they feel part of me. I actually asked him if there wasn't some way I could keep them on at school. He told me no. He said that perhaps the wrist cuffs might pass as jewelry but he really doubted it with big padlocks hanging off of them. Sadly I knew he was right. I watched with sad eyes as he placed them up on the toy shelves until I got home from school.
Rick had already given me instructions on what I was to do the minute I got home. As soon as I stepped inside and shut the door, I was to immediately remove my clothes. This was to be done before I went even one more inch into the house. He told me if I ever violated this rule I would be severely punished. My clothes were to be folded neatly and left on the floor right next to the door. I was then to go straight into the playroom and replace the cuffs on all four of my limbs. At this point if I needed to pee I could use the bathroom. Once done with that I was to lay out whatever I needed to study on floor in the middle fo the room. I was then to lock my wrists behind me and sit down with my material and study until Rick got home. If I had no home work then I was to just sit there and wait for him. When he got there, then if needed, he would unlock my hands so I could do whatever written home work was required. But Rick made it very clear that only under his supervision would my hands remain free while I was at home. These orders would come back to haunt me latter, but you'll read about that as the story progresses.
Let me get back to that morning. As I said Rick removed my cuffs, but to my surprise left my leather collar locked around my neck. I soon found out that I would be wearing a sweat shirt with a high enough collar that no one would see it. So there I was totally naked except my collar and chastity belt, ready for Rick to dress me for school. First came a heavy chain which he hooked onto my tit rings. I don't know if you know this or not but over the summer Rick had my tits pierced. He had two matching gold rings put through them. It hurt like hell, but knowing I was doing it for Rick made it all worthwhile. Anyway, the chain, it was heavy enough to pull constantly on the rings. Rick informed me that it would keep me constantly aware of them, which in turn would remind me every second that I was his slave. Rick had a few more things to add to my body that would further reinforce my status as his slave. He got down a butt plug harness which he fitted on me. He selected a rather large electric butt plug which he lubed up and slide into my ass. Once done he pulled the strap on the harness up my ass crack trapping it deep inside me. He locked the harness on with his usual trusty padlock. Rick produced the remote for the plug and hit the switch to make sure it worked. The plug jumped to life sending it's usual shock though me. I wanted to scream and double over in pain, but knew if I was at school and he did this I would just have to endure it, so I steeled my self and did just that. Rick was pleased with the effect and quickly released the switch. He told me that he would have the remote with him all the time at school. If he saw me he would turn the plug on just to remind me that he was always watching me. He told me that no matter where I was, I was his slave and I had better conduct myself properly. My initial reaction was, what if I needed to take a shit at school? Of course I should have know Rick had that planned too.
Rick them handed me an old pair of blue jeans and a new sweat shirt with our schools logo on the front. He made me put them on. The jeans were just a little to small and the shirt was just a little to big. Rick had planned it this way. The small jeans helped wedge the plug more firmly in my ass and the large shirt helped hide my collar and tit chain. Rick always plans ahead with anything he does. Next came an old pair of tennis shoes. Once I had those on I was fully dressed for school. Four entire items of clothing was all I was being allowed. My pants, sweat shirt, and two shoes. To complete my outfit Rick gave me my backpack and I was ready for school. He then left me standing there at attention while he went to get himself ready. When he returned he ordered me to the door. We were going to go to school together. The house we had was about a twenty minute walk from the campus so I could look forward to having Rick with me anytime our classes started at the same time. Just before we left he gave me a cell phone and said, "Alex, there is just one contact in this phone, that is me. I am the only person you may call. I will check each night to make sure you have not violated this rule. Considering you have a plug locked up your ass there is always the chance you will need to use the bathroom. If that happens you will call me. so I can unlock the harness. You will also call me if you need to pee. When you call me we will arrange to meet in a bathroom. So you had better plan ahead because who knows how long it might take me to get there. Even though you maybe at school and somewhat free, you still belong to me. I am going to remind you of that fact by taking away your bathroom privilege. You will only be allow to use the bathroom with me present and when I give you permission. This isn't the easiest thing for me to have to do during the day, but as I am giving you the freedom to attend classes I am taking away you freedom to go the bathroom without permission. Who knows maybe when you call I will make you hold it, just to remind you that I am your Master."
What was strange about this was that I really hadn't had freedom to go to the bathroom unless Rick gave me permission for a really long time. When you're tied up you are pretty much at the mercy of the person who tied you up. As I have mentioned many times before I haven't even wiped my ass more than a handful of times for quite sum time. Really the only time I could go to the bathroom when I wanted was if Rick had tied me tight and left a puppy pad near or under me. But somehow, being at school and still being forced to get Rick's permission and have him watch me was different. The idea of being in public and having someone supervise my bathroom use really drove home the point that I was Rick's slave and I had signed a new contract that kept me Rick's slave until I graduated from school.
On the walk to school Rick tried out the plug more times than I care to remember. We would be walking along, actually talking and looking like two friends, when the plug would jump to life and remind me that we might look like just two friends but we were actual a Master and his slave. When we got to school Rick zapped me one more time for, as he said, just good measure, then walked off leaving me alone for the first time in over 16 months. I almost panicked. No Rick, no Jose, just me and a sea of people I didn't know. What I really wanted to do was run home, lock myself back up, and refuse to ever leave again. But I marshaled my thoughts and started looking for my first class. I eventually found it and settled down in a seat. Once it got underway I realized how much I had missed learning. Rick, was right, as always, I needed to get back out and continue my education.
During the morning, thankfully, I didn't need to use the bathroom. We had made arrangements to meet for lunch. I showed up at our designated spot just a little early. I knew Rick was there long before I saw him as the butt plug came alive, searing fire through my ass. I had to grab the railing in front of me and hold on, hoping no one noticed the look of pain etched into my face. Just as the pain finally went away I felt Rick's hand on my shoulder. He asked totally non-chalant how my morning had gone, like he hadn't just made me want to scream out in pain. God, he could be such a sadistic bastard!
We ate lunch and then Rick took me to the bathroom. He told me that he had a long class this afternoon and did not want to be bothered by me so I had better take care of it now. So I did, as Rick stood over me in the stall watching. Once I was done, he checked to make sure I was locked back in securely, then told me he would see me at home latter. I finished my classes and then walked home. This was truly the first time I had been by myself. It felt so strange. I really didn't like the feeling and was very glad when I saw our house. I almost ran in the door it felt so good to be home. I quickly got out of my clothes and ran into the playroom. As I replaced the cuffs a feeling of relief washed over me and when I clicked the locks in place I felt like I was back where I belonged. I sat down in the middle of the floor with my study books and locked my wrists back together behind my back, right where they belonged.
That was basically how my days at school went. Until one day I was sitting in my first period lecture hall when about half way through I felt the plug in my ass come alive. It was all I could do not to yell and leap out of my chair. As it was the people closest to me all looked to see what was wrong with me. I just tried to pretend that I had gotten a leg cramp and leaned over to massage my calf. When I looked up again I scanned the room and found Rick sitting in the very last row near one of the exit doors. I caught his eye and started to get up, assuming he wanted me. But he motioned me to sit back down. I was confused but did as he ordered. I turned my attention back to the teacher wondering what was up and why Rick was here. For the rest of the class I tried to pay attention but it was hard because every so often the plug would come alive again and radiate pain through my ass and gut. After the first shock though, I was able to just sit there and endure it without bringing attention to the fact that something was wrong with me. I really wanted class to get over but it seemed like it drug on forever. Thankfully the period finally ended. I got my things together and made my way over to where Rick was waiting for me. When I got there he motioned me to follow him outside. After we got out of the building Rick directed me over to where another guy stood waiting. Rick introduced him to me as Justin. He was actually really cute. He was built a lot like me but with the most piercing green eyes I had ever seen. Once the introductions were complete Rick went on to explain why Justin was waiting here for us. Rick's classes for the day had been cancelled and he was going to go home. However, as I would still be at school I would need someone to supervise my bathroom needs. As he told me this he handed Justin his cell phone and the remote for my ass plug along withe the key to the butt plug harness. Rick showed Justin how it worked. To do so he held the button down until I was forced to drop to my knees with the pain. Rick covered this for anyone watching by thanking me for picking up his pen when I finally returned to my feet. Rick continued his explanation of the rest of my day as if nothing had ever happened. If I needed to use the bathroom I was to call Justin on Rick's cell phone. Justin would meet me in the bathroom and watch me while I did what I needed to do. In addition as a thank you for watching me all day, after school, I was to accompany him to his dorm room where I was to suck his dick to show my appreciation. Once I had finished, then and only then, could I come home. I tried to get Rick to allow me to speak. I wanted to voice how badly I did not want this to happen. But he very forcefully reminded me that I had no choice and I had better make Justin happy or I would be sorry. With that he walked off. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. But I just stood there knowing I was Rick's slave and I would do what was ordered of me. I would make him proud.
Justin looked me up and down. He held up the remote and said, "I want to give this one try for myself, then you had better get your sorry ass to class."
He hit the button and chuckled to himself as he watched my face contort in pain. Then he turned and walked off. I watched him go, dreading having to call him to go to the bathroom. Dreading even more having to go back to his dorm room after school. Rick always knew how took make me suffer. How to always make me feel like the slave I was.
I managed to hold off the rest of the morning needing to use the bathroom. However, at lunch I had no choice. I dialed Rick's number. Justin's voice answered and said, "What do you want slave boy?"
"Master Justin, please Sir. May I use the bathroom Sir," I answered.
"All right slave meet me where we first met this morning and I will think about it," was his response.
I hurried to where I had been ordered to meet Justin. All the while thinking how humiliating it was going to be to have someone other that Rick or Jose watch me take a shit. When I got there Justin was waiting for me. He didn't look happy. "You kept me waiting," He said. "If you need to go that bad I would have thought you would hurry faster than that. Maybe I should just make you wait."
Thankfully he didn't. He directed me to the nearest bathroom and followed me into the stall. I dropped my pants and he unlocked the harness. He watched as I took the plug out. I sat down and took a much needed shit as well as pee. When I was done he made me show him my ass so he could make sure I had cleaned properly. God, how humiliating, spreading my ass cheeks so a total stranger could inspect my asshole. Once he was satisfied he made me reinsert the plug. Then he yanked the strap up my crack and re-locked it. "You know boy, I am looking forward to putting that sweet little mouth of yours to use after school," Justin said as he opened the door to let us out of the stall.
I really hoped that I would not need to pee again, but I was forced to call him one more time before school was over for the day. When the day ended Justin had instructed me to wait for him in the same place. I knew he was coming as he sent a warning message through my ass. I followed him back to his dorm. All the way he kept playing with the butt plug to see how strong he could get it without causing me to loose step alongside him. I was very thankful when he finally told me were at his dorm. When we got to his room he ordered me to strip inside the door. As Rick has trained me well I did so quickly without any hesitation. If Rick required me to service Justin then for now Justin was my Master and I would do exactly as instructed. I would make Rick proud of me.
Justin ordered me to stand at attention in the middle of his room. I did as instructed placing my hands behind me, sticking my chest out, and bending my head to look at the floor. Justin walked around me. I felt like a piece of meat being looked at in a butcher's case. I was pretty sure that to him that was all I really was, just a piece of meat for him to use as he saw fit. He walked back in front of me and reached down to inspect my cock in it's prison. Then he grabbed my balls and yanked hard on them causing me to gasp slightly in pain. "slave," Justin asked, "Does Rick really keep you locked in this thing most of the time?"
"Sir, yes he does, Sir. He usually only takes it off when he jerks me off or when he can supervise me, Sir," I responded.
Justin held my balls in one hand and rolled them around like a set of marble. He was pressing just hard enough to make them start ache from his attention. As he did this he continued his questions, "How often does Rick let you cum? He told me that he only allows it every other Sunday, is that really true? How long has it been since you came last, slave"
"Sir, yes it is, Sir. I am only allowed to cum every other week. However, I made my Master mad and he punished me. I have not been allowed to cum for over five weeks, in fact this Sunday will be six weeks. Master Rick will decide Sunday if he has punished me enough and if I get to cum or not, otherwise I will have to wait another two weeks," I answered him. It was embarrassing having to answer questions about how often Rick let me cum for a total stranger.
"Six weeks, you must have screwed up really bad," Justin said. "I couldn't even go six days, let alone six weeks. But then if my cock was locked up nice and pretty like yours I wouldn't have any choice in the matter, would I? Thankfully I can get off whenever I feel like it. Right now I feel like having that sweet mouth of yours around my dick. Rick said that if you didn't give the best blow job I have ever had I was to call him. He told me that if you disappointed him you wouldn't get to cum this Sunday. Maybe I will call him no matter how good you are, just for good measure."
With that Justin dropped his pants and pulled his cock out of his shorts. He ordered me to my knees and shoved his cock in my face. "Take it slave. Let's see if you're half as good as Rick claims you are."
I eagerly opened my mouth and took his cock into it. I was going to make sure this was the best blow job he had ever gotten. There was no way I was going to give Rick an excuse to not let me cum Sunday. I was going crazy as it was, after almost six weeks. I really didn't think I could take another two. Thankfully with my magic mouth I shortly had Justin making the most incredible sounds of total pleasure. When he had finally cum and pulled out, he patted my head and said, "Not bad, not bad. I must admit you really are as good as Rick told me you were. But you know, I'm really turned on by the idea of Rick not letting you cum, so I don't think I'm going to tell him that. I think I'll just give Rick a call and tell him you were okay, but that I have had better. Since I have his cell you better get your ass in gear, get dressed, and get home as fast as you can. Maybe, just maybe if you get home fast enough and Rick calls me really quick I might change my mind. Remember that is a might. We'll just have to see how motivated you are to get to cum this Sunday."
Needless to say I threw my clothes on. Thankfully I don't wear that much so it took very little time. Justin gave me Rick's phone, the remote, and the key to my butt plug harness and I hurried out the door. Once out of the building I took off running. It didn't take me long to realize that trying to run with a heavy chain hanging off your tits hurt like hell. In addition having a butt plug wedged deep in your ass made running very difficult. After a very short time I gave up and dropped to a walk. I walked as fast as I could but knew I would never make it home fast enough to make Justin happy.
I finally made it home and in my rush to get Rick his phone I forgot to remove my clothes at the door. When I hit the playroom where Rick was and he saw me still fully clothes he dropped was he was doing, came to me and grabbed me by the front of my shirt. He literally drug me back to the front door and ordered me out of my clothes, then said, "slave, how dare you disobey me. You are NEVER to be in this house with your clothes on. I don't care what the reason is, you will ALWAYS take your clothes off the second you come through this door. You will be punished for this violation of my rules. Now, what was so important that you disobeyed me?"
I swallowed hard. I was scared to tell Rick, especially now. How could I have been so stupid to forget to take off my clothes? Oh well, it was too late to worry about that. I had better just tell Rick why and pray he showed a little mercy. "Sir, please, Sir," I stammered trying to be the most submissive slave possible, "Master Justin ordered this slave to get home and give it's Master his phone as fast as possible. Your slave tried to run, Sir but the plug hurt to bad in it's slave ass, Sir. Master Justin said that if this slave didn't get you to call him fast enough he would tell you that this slave gave him one of the worst blow jobs he ever had. Sir, this slave need to cum this Sunday. It needs it badly, Sir, and was afraid you would get mad and make it wait longer. Your slave is very sorry Sir."
"Slave," Rick started, anger still in his voice, "Your needs, especially when and if you cum are of no concern to me and shouldn't matter to you, only serving me and making me happy should matter. If I decide that you will never cum again, then that is exactly what will happen. I thought I had trained you better than that, obviously I still have some work to do. So you can forget about Sunday, in fact you can forget about two weeks from Sunday. A month from now I will decide if you have learned your lesson or not. In the mean time the only thing I care about is wether or not you really did fuck up and not please Justin. I told him how good you mouth was and if you made me, your Master, look like a fool you're going to be sorry. Now get your sorry ass out there and get yourself locked up. Let's see if you can at least do that right. I thought you had been getting just a bit cocky since you started school, now I can see I was right."
Rick took his phone and started dialing Justin as I walk off. As I re-locked myself into my cuffs I felt tears rolling down my face. How could I have screwed up that bad? I had done the worse thing a slave could do, I had made my Master unhappy. He was right maybe I had let the little freedom I had at school go to my head. I had disobeyed him because I had allowed my own needs to take over my mind. I locked my hands together behind me and then sank to the floor right there and waited for Rick to return and punish me. He was right, only he mattered. I was his slave and being his slave should be the center of my universe. He was the only thing that mattered to me. I was actually craving his punishing me so I could in some small way make up for what I had done. If I never came again it didn't matter, in fact I really didn't deserve to ever cum again. Not that it mattered, that was totally up to my Master and I was never going to worry about it again.
Let's stop Alex there. I love that last comment, he was never going to worry about it again. No way was that going to last! Alex is a very horny guy and he will always let his hormones rule his head. But at least when I bring home to him that I am his Master and I come first, he humbly realizes his place. But as soon as his balls get filled with cum he starts worrying about emptying them. I have trained him well, but this is just part of Alex's personality that I know I will deal with for the rest of our lives. That was the reason I put Alex in his belt originally. I knew damn well no matter how much I punished him for rubbing himself off, he would do it again. He wouldn't do it on purpose, but the minute his poor brain got clouded with hormones he would be humping the carpet just like a dog. That to me is being a good Master. You have to know your slave's strengths and weaknesses. Once you know what they are you can then use them against your boy to keep him in his place.
Do you want to know how long I made Alex go? Maybe I will pull out that journal entry some day and post it. In the mean time just use your imagination. As for Justin, did he tell me the truth or not? He told me the truth. He said Alex was awesome, bu then I already knew that. Did I tell Alex? No! I let him think that Justin had screwed him over. I planned on having Justin babysit Alex for me again and I wanted Alex to work all that harder at pleasing him. Well enough for this journal entry. As always let us know what you think. I really have enjoyed some of the ideas that you have given me for Alex and Jose. E-mail me at BNDMaster13@yahoo.com. Thanks again for reading!