Master Brett and Slave Mark, the BDSM Rookie Chapter (5)
The next morning, I finally woke up, Master Brett had already disappeared somewhere, leaving me in the bed to reflect on last night, and without thinking I rubbed my arse, remembering the beating I took at the hands of Master Brett, but I also remembered the compassion and care he gave me afterwards, as I laid there massaging and recalling the pain levels I went through before finally succumbing and eventually collapsing , my cock once again started to raise up , I wasn't too sure which one of us was the biggest slut, the rising piece of meat between my legs or the body it was attached too, I know I loved being used by Master Brett, and the feeling of complete ownership when I'm with him, but lately my little head was getting more and more excited by the constant variation in play, the sights we've seen, and my ever growing willingness to participated in those scenes, which I thought never existed until the last couple of weeks.
The more I thought about those things, the more excited I became, and my pulsating shaft demanded attention, I couldn't resist sliding my up and down the cock ,occasionally cradling my balls , then back to my cock, as I was stroking, and definitely enjoying the feeling, my mind wandered to the soft lips of Master Brett as he sucking the cum off my chest, and then drifted to the way Fishnets allowed or demanded I suck his love fat cock, and the glorious sense of achievement as I brought him to an explosive orgasm, (one of these days I'm going to have to find out his name). Once again my hand was trying to set new world records for the fasted hand job, and the faster it moved the more sexual antics flashed into my head, and finally my little head couldn't take it anymore, my body tensed up my thighs muscle clamps together, and my eyes rolled back, and the explosive orgasm shook the bed, I was moaning something intangible about have Master Brett as my owner, and begging him to allow me to cum, but all I was concerned about was the sheer pleasure I derived from playing with my cock and the wild and wonderful memories. My ropes of cum sprayed up hitting my chest and coating my hands, and still my hard kept massaging my shaft. Without even thinking I brought my hand to my mouth licking the palm and digits clean, even swiping the cum off my chest and into my mouth, my tongue and lips savoured the delicious juice, I even squeezed the length of my shaft to extract the very last drop of cum, I didn't want to waste a single drop. "Well done, I do love to see my slave enjoy himself, and I loved it when you begged me to allow you to cum, you're such a slut, I could watch you eat cum all day, and perhaps I will make that happen" After I brought my body back down to earth, and my eyes stopped rolling, I gradually opening y eyes to see Master Brett standing by the bed side, holding a breakfast tray, "I thought you might like something to eat, but I see you have that well in hand". We both laughed and I apologised to him, but he wasn't fazed by what I just did, as I sat up in the bed he joined me, set the tray down and kissed me passionately. "I do love freshly poured cum as well" as he licked his lips and we laughed again, I was totally amazed at how easily it was to be near Master Brett, he had a way to make everything appear right and comfortable. "How's your arse this morning, it took a beating last night, I'll rub some cream into it later, which will take the sting out of it and reduce the bruising and swelling. And you already know how to take the swelling out of your cock". "Yes Sir, I think I've got that one down pat. "Ok, let's eat before the toast and coffee get cold, then we'll have a discussion about last night and a surprise I have in store for you".
We both sat back on the bed and cleaned up the toast, and savoured the taste of the freshly brewed coffee, I think we both secretly perved on one another and reflected on our respective roles, and for my part thought how lucky I was to have such a lovely man as my dominate. "Ok, Bitch, what did you think about last night, and I appreciate that I should have talked to you about the intensity, and the heavy beating you received. I over stepped the line, by not warning you, and if this part or level of punishment was too much, then it will be removed or discussed beforehand" "Master, I have never had a hard spanking or a beating by anyone, for any reason, prior to meeting up with you, and especially one that hard or long ever, and initially it was fun, exciting and thrilling, but then it kept going and going, until each blow blended into another, and my mind and arse couldn't distinguish between each strike. But I'm your submissive and my pleasure comes from yours, and I would never intentionally show you up by pulling out or saying my safe word in front of others, I trust your complete judgement and control, and what's more I needed to feel and know my level of tolerance, but next time could we talk about it or at least pre-warn me so that I can prepare myself." "No problem, every now and then I need a reality check, but I just got caught up in the moment, and especially after you committed yourself to me as your dominate to your friends, but we'll come back to that. And what about the inclusion of Trent (fishnets), he's one of my friends and co-owner of the club, and we play together at times, with our respective slaves, he couldn't resist your very vulnerable and available mouth, which he said was beautiful, but once again, as you did last night, a silent wink or nod between us made it possible for others to enter our play, but no one else will join us if there's any doubt or a shake of the head. If we have parties or go to parties, where total inclusion will take part, we will have a discussion prior and of course our levels of play will be adhered, and you will be under my protection as always."
I could see the remorse in his eyes as he admitted he was wrong at one point, and promised to discuss things a bit more, but there was a sense of pride there as well, as he shared me with Trent, and explained some of the engagement protocols at parties, but when he said that I would be under his total protection, I almost started to tear up. I had built my business up with pure dedication and pinpoint control, and supervised things to a level that I was comfortable with, and I did all that basically on my own , and with my best mate Tim as my foreman, we supervised everything, I was the top dog and he wasn't far behind. But now I had another man prepared to protect me, OK use, and own me sexually, play, train me, and expand my knowledge of the BDSM world I just entered, I was no longer required to make decisions, no stress, or worries, Master Brett now took on that commitment.
"There was one other thing that I wanted to discuss with you, I was never so pleased or proud that you came out to your best mate Tim, but even more when you told him that you were a submissive to me, I realise that you're still fairly new to the BDSM world, but that was a huge step, and because you took that leap of faith I want to through you a party, you can invite how you want, but these parties may end up in some type of play, and I want others to know how proud I am of my submissive. It's not every day that a man confesses that he's gay and proud to do so, I want it to be a celebration of your new life.... What do you think?, you don't have to answer me now , give it some thought, I'm just so proud of my beautiful Slut and Bitch" I was speechless, I was equally proud to be Master Brett's Bitch, and I would do anything for him, and I could see the passion in his eyes as he spoke, "The party sounds like a great plan, and I will do anything you want, but can I have some time to think about it, and process the whole thing, you excite the hell out of me, and I absolutely love being your bitch and slave, but I'm not sure I want the world to know I'm a devoted slut". "No rush, think about it, I don't want the entire world to know , but just some of our friends, yours and mine, and outside of our close circle of friends, you'll just be a out and proud of it, and society has learnt to except personal lifestyle choices , which is perfect for everybody. What we do as a couple is of no concern to anybody else, your business and customers will continue as normal , and you may even pick up more work, but take your time, think about who you want to invite, I love what we have, and I want to celebrate it with you, now let's hit the shower, we're wasting daylight".
The next thing I saw was his cute butt heading towards the shower, and 5 seconds later, I was right behind him. The shower spray was fantastic, but sharing it with Master Brett was even better, we souped each other up, allowing our hands to caress every crease and crevice, and I couldn't resist feeling that beautiful horse cock, every vein seemed to be calling out to me, and it wasn't long before I was on my knees worshipping that wonderful piece of meat. Master Brett re-directed the spray, giving me an uninterrupted opportunity to service him, my mouth and lips licked every inch, top to bottom, even his giant balls were slowly sucked into my mouth. My fingers explored his cute arse, taking the opportunity to insert a finger, extracting a moan of delight. Once again I swallowed his cock deep into my mouth and the back of my throat; I could feel Master Brett's hand on the back of my head as he started to fuck my face. I just love the long strokes, almost taking his dick completely out of my mouth then slowly driving it all the way back in. He was in no rush, he was completely in control, but his swollen manhood was having other ideas, I could tell he was on the edge, his movement became more erratic, and slightly less controlled, and his verbal game started, and I must admit I love this part. "YOU fucking whore, suck that cock, drive that finger into my butt you Slut, I'm going to blow my load into your cock sucking mouth" Then his entire body shook, his knees trembled and started to buckle, as he blew his beautiful cum straight into my throat, he continued to fuck my face, but with less urgency, and the stiffness in his cock started to soften, but I wanted more, I sucked his cock like a Dyson Vac, I wanted every last drop of his essence, my finger still probed his arse, driving him over the edge, until he screamed with total satisfaction, and pulled his weapon from my mouth, "Enough, your trying to kill me, your mouth is dangerous, and I have some long term plans for it and you, you naughty bitch!, Get up here and kiss me bitch"
As I rose to my feet, I ran my tongue all the way up his body, even nibbling on his erect nipples, then he pulled me into a kiss and our lips met and our tongues collided and danced inside each of our mouths. We finally broke apart, rinsed and dried off, but as always I kept my eyes of his butt. During the day we went shopping together, and even drifted over to the adult store, and once again met up with Pussy Boi Dale, who was more than willing to show us around the store again. Master Brett was very impressed with the attitude of Dale and his mental approach as a submissive, so much so that Master Brett purchased a leather sling, hence giving Dale a hefty sales bonus. All the way through our tour of the huge complex Dale could not speak highly enough about his relationship with Sir David, and their love for each other. Pussy Boi Dale said that he and Sir David had the perfect partnership, even though they lived apart during the week with their respective jobs, they certainly made up for it on weekends. Master Brett ask Dale if he had a business card, with his personal phone number, and when Dale handed one over, Master Brett gave it to me, call Dale when he's not busy, and discuss what we spoke about this morning. Dale was somewhat confused, but said call me anytime, happy to talk about whatever. With our purchases secured in the car we left to have lunch, at a local diner, I felt so comfortable being with Master Brett, even to the point where he would order for both of us, he knew what I liked, and I loved the way he took charge of even the smallest thing.
For the rest of the day we enjoyed each other's company, finding out things about our normal lives outside of the BDSM world. At approximately 5.30pm we parted company and went our separate ways, we both had jobs tomorrow and we both had to prep for Monday morning. And I desperately wanted to call Dale to get his slant on coming out in the real world, and how it affected him, personally, work and social standings. Once home I settled in for the night, grabbed a coffee and dialled Dale's number....
Pussy Boi Dale had a completely different story to mine, In the early days of college he was smitten by a ruggedly handsome Senior that took him under his wing and gradually their love for each other was sealed, Dale told how he was somewhat naive about being with another man , but Sir David slowly raised his confidence, squashed any fears he had and slowly introduced him to blow jobs, and finally could not resist the temptation of making love one night as they shared a bed, and even as they went through college and finally drifted slowly apart, to opposite ends of the country, fate intervened and brought them even closer together. Sir David was offered a job closer to Dale, love and life secured their bond as partners. I asked Dale about being Gay in the wider community, and weather it affected his work or job prospects. His response was, "It truly doesn't matter anymore, most of his friends are gay, and his work employers know that his gay, and he and Sir David are just like two mates when they go into town". I told him of my decision to come out to my best mate, even telling him about my servitude to Master Brett, and I confirmed as Dale said it didn't faze him at all. In the end Pussy Boi said "Life just gets better, you control your team at work , and Master Brett controls everything after that, your foreman Tim sounds like a winner, so I really think you have a handle on everything, continue to talk and discuss things with Master Brett, who I think is very yummy". I had one more question for Dale , what do you think of the party idea, "Go for it, enjoy life, get together with friends, share Master Brett with them, you never know you might even brake down some barriers or fears they may have about M/M relationships, and the BDSM world".
"Would you and Sir David come if we held a party" "We love a party, I'll ask Sir David and if he's around that weekend , we'll be there, just send me the details, I'll speak to you later, Sir David is about to go home, and I need to say good bye properly, talk soon Bitch"
My next conversation was with Master Brett, I told him of my discussion with Pussy Boi, and how well it went, and I think we should have a party" "Fantastic, I'll start making arrangements, I'm so happy my friends are going to love you, and I want you to think about a list of friends you want to be at the bash." "Yes Sir, I'll give it some thought,", and with that I signed off on the phone, but I could hear the excitement in his voice, he really wanted this to happen. My head was spinning with all sorts of incoming thoughts, fears, and anxieties, but also the realisation that I had nothing to worry about; Master Brett would make everything right. The next day I dragged Tim aside and told him of the party, and asked him if he could come, my list of people needed a boast in numbers, "Not a problem in the world, and he would bring Beth, she can be a bit or a lot kinky when the mood hits her" . I tried to think of others that might want to come, but came up desperately short.
On the night of the party, Master Brett saw that I was a nervous wreck, and assured me that he had everything under control, "Go have a few drinks and settle down, just relax". About an hour later Trent arrived with his submissive, I greeted them at the door and was immediately drawn to the perfect soft leather corset and matching studded jock he had on, and of course garter and stockings, His submissive was more subdued , but equally impressive. Then came another knock on the door and a I opened it I was pleasantly surprised to see Tim dressed in full leathers and Beth in her black and red Satin corset, garters and stockings. "Wow you look fantastic, I love both your outfits, thank you for coming""Would not miss this for the world, our best mate finally showing his full colours, and you never know Beth may get a few ideas to try out, now where is this Master Brett?, I have to meet him. I pointed him out and they disappeared. More and more guest arrived, some I knew from the club and others I had no idea whom they were, but greeted them as if I did, some in enjoy yourself, plenty of food and drink in the kitchen. The place was filling up quickly, and once again there was a knock on the door, and the icing on the cake was standing on the other side, Pussy Boi dale and Sir David had arrived, and Sir David was everything Dale had described, big , solid hulk of a man, he exuded power and strength, is there any wonder why Pussy Boi would not be enthralled with this. But the one thing that did catch my eye was the fact that they didn't feel the need to dress up, but you automatically knew who was who, and what role they play in each other's lives. I greeted Sir David first, shaking his hand which dwarfed mine and gave Pussy Boi a kiss, and escorted them to meet Master Brett. Both dominates had a mutual respect for each other, and struck up a conversation as if they had known each other for years. Pussy boi Dale pulled me aside and said that he had a gift for me but we have to go upstairs in private. I showed him to the bedroom and told me to strip, then handed me the package, I quickly tore it apart and found a set of stockings and purple garter, and matching Black and purple low cut corset. "But what if Master Brett doesn't like it?" "Don't worry, Sir David is telling Master Brett all about your new clothing right now. We don't wear this stuff, but we sort of know you do, and we just couldn't resist getting it for you, and you have the legs for it, now let's get you dressed and back to the party".
Dressed like this I have never felt more exposed, my entire life was on show, not to mention my ever growing cock, as we made our way down the stairs, I felt excited, scared, horny, and hot. All the eyes in the house were on me, I realise that us submissives love to be the centre of attention, but this was something else again. Master Brett took this opportunity to meet me half way up the stairs, as Pussy Boi rejoined Sir David at his side.
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming, it means a lot to both Slave Mark and I, This is a very big occasion for him and I know he was terrified by this whole ordeal, but he has come to realise his true vocation as a submissive, and only the other day he made the beautiful decision to come out to his best mate Tim, and that is one hell of a conversation to have. I know a lot of others in this room have gone through the same terrifying experience, I know I did. I just want you all to know that I'm so very proud of slave Mark and I will protect him with everything I have, as I know you will, Please enjoy yourselves, there's plenty of food , and drink, and play areas to the rear of the house , should anyone feel the need." Master Brett turned to me and whispered that "I look hot as hell and this outfit and others will definitely be part of your future wardrobe, if just wearing this stuff makes your cock hard, I can't wait to bend you over and fuck you with it on" We made it down to the bottom of the stairs and mingled with the crowd. I had handshakes, kisses, bottom slaps, even groped on the crutch. Finally I came face to face with Tim and Beth, they both looked me up and down, then said I looked great, Beth gave me a kiss then grabbed my cock and this looks pretty good too, Tim took both my nipples in his fingers and gave them a twist, bringing me to my toes, I squealed my delight, then he released them. "I need a drink, what about you two?" We headed for the kitchen, grabbed a few Scotches and Coke, and then we made our way down to the play area.
Upon entering, we saw Trent (Fishnets) playing with his submissive, who was cuffed to the cross and about to receive a spanking, "Welcome to the dark side, he said with a smile, and don't you look gorgeous, all three of you look good enough to eat, especially you Sissy Bitch Mark, I love the look Pussy Boi gave you, and it certainly suits you. " Now who first, offering the flogger to Tim, just step up behind him and slap his arse, like you're playing tennis, arms out stretched, backhand and forehand , it took Tim a few swings , but he soon had the action going, and making good connection. And what about you Beth want to give it a crack,? "Yes I do, but I want to do him, pointing to Tim, and I want somewhere quiet, so I can really make him squeal." "Come with me my love, I have just the room for you two, Tim was hot on Beth's heals. With that they disappeared behind closed doors, and shortly after Trent re-emerged, stating that they might be awhile. I scanned the room to find Sir David sitting on a throne chair with Pussy Boi Dale on his knees and servicing his controllers beautiful 7.5 inch glorious cock, I have to hand it to Dale he had a wonderful actions, lovely and smooth, and you could see that he truly loved his role, and was totally dedicated to giving Sir David the best blow job ever, neither one cared about anybody else, I could only dream about having the same type of love that these two guys had for one another. I could have watched those two all night, but felt that I needed to be with Master Brett; Sir David gave me a knowing smile and a wink as I drifted by. I found Master Brett having a discussion with another Dominate, and as I approached I dropped to my knees at his feet without giving him eye contact, he continued his conversation, and just patted my head. Master Brett hooked his finger under my chin lifting my face, so it was level with the Dominates crutch. I knew only too well what was expected of me, I reached for the zipper and pulled out his semi hard cock, then I mouthed the head, feeling it grow within the confines of my mouth, I began to lick and suck his shaft, It wasn't the biggest cock I've serviced but he certainly appeared to enjoy what I was doing for him , and all the while both Dominates carried on their conversation, I could hear the Dominates voice breaking, and I knew it wouldn't be long, so I drove my mouth as deep as I could until he touched the back of my throat, then he exploded, coating my mouth, tongue and tonsils. I continued to suck his shaft until he pushed me away, I placed his cock back into his pants and pulled up his zipper, "Good Boi" , now, go get a drink" "Yes Sir" so I drifted back to the kitchen, found another Scotch, a few chicken wings , then mingled amongst the crowd, all of which congratulated me on coming out, and related stories on how they broached the subject, and like me, their anxiety levels went through the roof, but once it was done, nobody gave a shit one way or the other, It's a bit like ,OH, THAT'S NICE , LET'S MOVE ON.
After Listening to them and others I came to the conclusion, that I was worrying about nothing, everybody accepts everyone now. I moved back into the play room, just in time to see Beth walkout of the private back room with Tim in tow and on a collar and leash, he now only had a leather jock strap on , and his arse was flogged red , you could cook eggs on his arse it was that hot. I had to find out what the go was, it appeared that when I had a discussion a year or so back about Tim getting out and about and enjoying himself, he wandered into a Mixed BDSM club and met Beth and she was a Dominatrix and Tim was now her bitch. We all have secretes, I said to Tim "Our morning teas may have to done standing up from now on, and the conversations will definitely be a lot meatier. All three of us laughed at each other, and I couldn't resist feeling his arse, "OUCH! Nice job Beth or should I say Mistress Beth", she just nodded.
Master Brett joined us in the play room, looked at Mistress Beth and Tim , "Thought so he said, then turned Tim around, looked at his arse, Well done, good consistent colour, But now I think it's Sissy Boi Mark's turn". Master Brett marched me over to the cross, cuffed me in and dropped my panties, leaving my stockings and garter on, basically framing the strike zone. " Ladies and Gentlemen, please may I have your attention , It's my pleasure and privilege to present to you Slave Mark , Sissy Boi Mark , Slut Mark, and my beautiful Bitch, but now as we all know we have to welcome him into our world in the time honoured way, with a spanking from all of you honoured guests,, but first let us give him something to think about whilst he's all trust up, Mistress could you hand me the butt plug", and without further ado , it was greased up and inserted, I presume it was about five inches long with a wide neck so it wouldn't fall out. Then as the first guest administered ten strokes of the flogger, he said welcome Bitch, then the next one did the same, congratulations Bitch, and so on for the next 15 guests, my arse was as red as Tim's , all the action was of course captured on camera, and when it was Tim turn to swat my arse, he did it ever so softly , that people booed him, Mistress Beth walked up to him whispered something in his ear, and told everybody "That Tim would take her turn , but do it for real or suffer the consequences".
Tim looked at me and said sorry Pal, I tried, then he struck my arse like a professional Dominate, his blows shook the cross, then Master Brett took the flogger, and was about administered his ten strokes, but then whispered something in Mistress Beth's ear, once again she just nodded. "Tim get over here, grab your mates cock and pull it each time I strike, and your job is to make him cum by the time I'm finished, and if you don't I'm sure Mistress Beth will have some type of punishment in store for you". Tim and I have a close relationship, but I think it was about to get a real lot closer, my cock was already stiff from all the action tonight and parading around in stocking and garter. But now Tim had a grip on my cock, he didn't even wait for Master Brett to start, he was hell bent on making me cum, and it wouldn't be hard, that butt plug had been hitting my prostate all through this ordeal , and I was so close, I could feel my balls starting to jump, by about the fifth stroke I was starting to buckle, a cold sweat had broken out , and Tim's fist was driving me crazy, I couldn't stand it any longer , "Please Master can I cum , I want to be your Bitch, Your total Fucking Slut , Please I need to cum, I'll do anything you like Please just let me cum" " Ask Tim to make you cum, tell your best mate to pull your sweet cock, so you blow all over him," "Please Tim, make me cum I'm begging you, I need to cum, "Cum for me Bitch , cum all over my hand, do it now," that was the final straw, I blew all over his hand, over the cross, I didn't even feel the last three strokes of the flogger, I just kept Cumming , pumping rope after rope of cum, and I did that to the sound of applause from our guests, as my spurts subsided, Tim brought his hand to my mouth to lick the cum off , then he too licked his hand, savouring the taste, we were no longer mates but brothers cut from the same cloth.
Master Brett smiled and applauded myself and Tim, then turned to Mistress Beth and said "I think their lunch time meetings have just gone up another level, "I may have to put a cock cage on Tim to keep him at bay", they just laughed as they walked away to get another drink. I was surrounded by other submissives that felt my arse, my butt was red hot, someone was even kind enough to place an ice pack on my butt, and when I turned around to see who it was, I was surprised to see a semi naked Pussy Boi Dale and Sir David resting the ice on each cheek. "And what have you two lovers been up too", Sir David told me "That they had found the back room and the sling and could not resist the temptation to insert my cock up Pussy Boi Dales cute arse, he does like to spread his legs present himself and beg, just the way you did, and he's such a slut when he has a butt full of cock. And look he's such a girly boi that he shaved off all his pubic hair to prove his love for me and a tribute to my control over him, I love my little Boi. Master Brett said that we could release you if you wanted, but it's your choice." "Thank Sir David, that would be great my arms were starting to go to sleep, as I was let down and able to regain my circulation, I told Pussy Boi that I loved the shaved look, and I hoped that he and Sir David had a good time, We had the best time, and look forward to the next one, but for now we have to go. Pussy Boi and I kissed and Sir David gave me a swat on the arse as he left. Pussy Boi was about to put his clothing back on, when Sir David said "Stop, you can sit in the car like that until we get home". He turned to me and whispered "I love being a Dominate", turned and left leading Pussy Boi out to the car.
This sort of started a domino effect, various other guest said their goodbyes, thanked Master Brett for the invitation and wished me well in my new life, Trent and his submissives were next to leave, but again commented on my look, and my red arse with the butt plug was icing on the cake, I had completely forgotten about that, I was about to remove it, but Master Brett said "leave it in there, I put it there, and I'll be the one that takes it out" After they left ,it was only Tim and Mistress Beth remaining, but they too had to make their exit, but not before I was given a hug by Tim and a kiss from Mistress Beth and another squeeze on the arse, she even gave the butt plug a good wiggle as she left. "Play nice you two" she said as she climbed into the car, "I'll see you on Monday Boss", Tim yelled as they drove away.
As I closed the door ,Master Brett pulled me into a passionate kiss and hug, "I'm so proud of you Bitch, You were fantastic, everybody loves you, I know my life is now complete, I have a devoted slave, and I love you so much, and you look so fucking hot, hot, hot, all I want to do is fuck you silly" "Master I have never felt this way before, I love you just as much as you love me , but I feel so protected and safe when I'm with you, I have no problem being used by you and treated as a whore , because I know your there, watching over me, and I truly fucking love being fucked by you, and sucking your horse cock, my life has just gotten better" "Let's clean the place up a bit, then you and I have some serious love making to do".
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