A Middle Class Slave Revisited By Steam Train (steam_t2000@yahoo.com)
Chapter 9: So old fashioned for a slave.
I know I was more cut up about our separation than was Matt. It took a while for `that slave feeling' to kick in.
Fortunately my days that first weekend at the residence, that is a freepersons weekend, there is no such thing for a slave, was that busy for me that I had little time to wallow in my depression through out the day.
Evening after all the slaves retired for the night was a different matter.
I had never slept a night in the slave's quarters; I was always in Masters bed. I didn't even know the routine after all this time.
Mr Morris dismissed all the slaves to bed once all work was complete. I showered with Mr Morris, Bruce and Todd in the slave bathroom, the boys had showered earlier and I was then locked up in my room by one of the house guards. Only Mr Morris I later found out was not locked in, though he usually stayed in his room behind closed doors unless called out to serve late at night.
It had been a long time since I had slept alone. I didn't like it but I had no choice. Then it hit me, Master was going to be my only chance for sex, something that I had got used to having nearly every night.
I felt like I did years ago when as a teenager I would jerk off in the privacy of my bedroom, convinced that I was doing something totally immoral and wrong.
The strangest though came back to me as I lay there masturbating my cock. I began to think of the two slave boys and then my thoughts drifted to how when I was a young teenager like them I had wondered if my older brothers Michael and William ever did the same thing. They were six and five years older than me and I was always just the little brother to them. Excluded where possible from their games and later on from their social circles.
Thinking about my brothers jerking off bought my mind to my parents and frustratingly you just can't jerk off thinking about your parents, so pissed off with myself I rolled over and eventually went to sleep, alone and sexually unsatisfied.
Sunday was similar as was Sunday night. I quickly realised that Master had this very well planned. A week and half's celibacy would make me so horney when he arrived that I would be a very willing slave.
I wondered about the other slaves, how did they get their satisfaction if they were all locked up every night? Surly I was not the only one who had a healthy sex drive?
I soon found out that I was one of the few slaves with my own room. Being Masters bed slave I was kept separate, for his pleasure. The middle aged cook Margaret had her own room, as did the elderly gardener Bruce and Mr Morris. The assistant cook Anna and the assistant gardener Alana shared a room. The two housemaids Sarah and Jane shared a room and Todd had shared with Bentley before he was transferred. Brett and Josh also shared a room, in fact the room next to mine.
By asking Mr Morris lots of questions I found out that Todd the male housemaid was in fact indentured and was due to be released in a little over a month on his twenty first birthday. The two boys were going to be expected to cover Todd's job role as well as study for college and perform the houseboy duties.
Bentley and Todd had by sharing a room become lovers and Todd had asked Master if once his indenture was completed, he could obtain an overseers job out at Napa Valley so that he could be close to Bentley again. Master had declined the request, saying that it was not good for slave morale to have an overseer who was also into a long-term sexual relationship with one of his slaves.
Todd's family like both the boys were locals. Also like the two boys Todd had been indentured to Mr Booth for five years from the age of sixteen as he had dropped out of High School and his parents who were local farmers were concerned for his welfare. Although not happy with Masters decision Todd was heading off back to his parents farm. A secure job at least available to him helping produce crops for Premium Foods.
The walls were not very thick between my room and the boy's room. Their double bunk bed and my bed rested against either side of the same wall. They were dispatched to bed earlier than the adult slaves and by the time I was in bed all was quite next-door.
However some time in the early hours of Monday morning I was awoken by the sound of Brett cussing. I clearly heard him swear about his penis clamp and the mess he had made. He cursed Master vehemently for clamping him and not allowing him to jerk off. A very tired sounding Jeff told Brett to go back to sleep.
I learnt something them as Brett responded "Its all right for you little boy, you ain't got no dick hair or balls that cum yet. You just wait till your time comes, if the old man clamps you, then you'll know just how I feel now, remember that little boy".
"Fuck I hate trying to sleep with my clamp dripping cum, fuck I want to go to the bathroom and wash ... fuck, fuck, fuck!" was the final comment I heard from Brett before all went quite again.
I remember thinking then that I needed ensure that I didn't moan too much when I jerked off. Nothing was very private when it came to the slave quarters.
On the Monday morning the boys helped me polish Masters car and then dressed in my formal butlers uniform that I had seen Mr Norris and Bentley wearing that first night with Master, I drove out to the local airport where Masters executive jet landed and picked him up.
It was a real thrill to drive alone by myself in the car. It was a freedom I had missed for so long. Bentley had made me drive out to the airport several times so I learnt the route, but this was the first time I had driven alone. Of course the car had a tracking device and Masters overseers back at the factory could place its location instantly. I knew not to take any detours.
Master smiled at me when he saw me standing at the foot of the plane steps. I took his bag and those of Miss Hailey and Mr Anderson and struggled back to the car. They waited till my hands were free and I could open the car doors for them. Following the drive to the plant I did not see Master again till the evening meal.
After dining as usual at Masters table with him and Mr Morris my night duties were about to begin. I can tell you just two nights by myself and I was craving for sex.
When we adjourned to Masters bedroom I was in for a surprise though. First Mr Morris accompanied us and second standing outside Masters bedroom were Brett and Josh.
The Monday night when Master was in residence I soon found out was inspection night. The one time in two weeks that Brett's penis clamp was removed. His body shaved and if he had been good, relief given. For Josh this was his first experience of inspection night. He looked very nervous.
The boys and Mr Morris followed Master into the bedroom.
Mr Morris reported on their fortnight's behaviour to Master. Josh of course received a glowing report for the way he had settled in and was causing no trouble. Brett's report was also pretty good. Master complimented Brett on his change of attitude and with a smile said to him. "I guess this means I have to keep my end of the bargain and let you have relief this time. It's been a month hasn't it Brett since you have been able to jerk off?"
A blushing Brett replied, "Yes Master"
I knew his balls had not been able to wait that long and he had had at least one wet dream, but I suspected this embarrassing natural phenomena happened pretty often when you are a pubescent teenager and you are prevented from giving yourself relief. Master I am sure also knew this only too well.
Master dismissed Mr Morris then ordered both boys, "Ok boys strip off and follow me and Steve into the shower, it's shave time.
I blushed, me naked in a shower with Master and the two boys!
When Brett was naked his penis clamp became visible. It was not what I had expected to see.
Master saw my interest, so he urged me closer to have a good look. Brett blushed.
Master pointed out that the penis clamp model he chose was actually a garment made out of thick special lightweight but very strong unbreakable synthetic material. From the front it's appearance was almost that of a pair of grey briefs with some modifications, at the rear however it had most of the buttocks and asshole exposed,
The model allowed for unobstructed erections when locked in the open position, but could also be tightened and locked over the penis to cause the wearer much discomfort if an erection should occur.
Funny what you say when you have your face inches away from the groin of an attractive boy almost fourteen year old.
"Is it comfortable" I blurted out and felt instantly foolish.
Brett looked at Master who said, "Go on answer boy".
"Well I guess so sir but I would prefer not having to wear it" Brett answered.
"I am sure you would" Master replied.
He reached over and with a small key unlocked the garment. Brett instantly removed the garment and massaged his newly exposed genitals.
"Hands by your side boy, you know the rule" Master ordered. Brett obliged.
Brett's body had matured a lot in the eight or nine months since the movie had been taken. He was defiantly two or more inches taller, now standing about five foot seven or eight. His flaccid penis still stuck straight out but now looked to be about three inches. His penis was even thicker than in the movie though it was pretty impressive for his age even back then. Above his penis you could see two weeks stubble of pubic hairs. Hairs that now spread nearly one and a half inches to the sides and above his shaft.
Whilst all this was going on I hadn't noticed Josh. He was standing there in his white briefs as fascinated in Masters description of Brett's penis clamp and the subsequent view of his naked body as I was.
Master noticed him standing and casually said "Come on boy we haven't got all night, we are all waiting to see what you have to display"
Poor Josh blushed profusely as did I. Master was enjoying his position of absolute power again.
Josh gripped the waistband of his briefs and pulled them slowly down and took them off. He was now standing totally naked in front of Master, Brett and myself. His hairless groin was sporting a raging hard on, in all of its four inch glory
Master and I had not seen Josh naked. I couldn't help staring at what was revealed in front of me.
Josh was blushing beet red it was just too embarrassing for both of us.
I found out from him later, that in the past few years he had hardly ever given anyone the chance to see him naked. Eight months short of fourteen he was still totally hairless. His balls were undeveloped, being in appearance no bigger than a ten year olds; He told me that he knew from seeing guys in the locker room at his previous school that most of the guys his age, even those like him without any pubic hair, were bigger in the balls department, so he had kept it his secret till that night.
"Cute, very cute. There is something irresistible about a pre pubescent blushing boy don't you think Steve?" Master asked putting me on the spot.
I was caught I didn't know what to say; In fact I was really embarrassed. I was ashamed that I was aroused, it seemed wrong. Master saw my indecision.
"Oh get over it Steve, they are slaves just like you. I am their Master. If I cant get some pleasure out of admiring their bodies what is the point of having young slaves around. I wont fuck them but I sure can inspect and shave them cant I?" Master said.
"Yes master" I replied.
It was an uncomfortable shower, not because it was cramped, I now knew why Master had such a big shower recess. No it was uncomfortable for me personally.
I tried, I really tried, not to get aroused in front of the two boys, but they stared at my tattooed body, and I couldn't control my cock as I looked at their naked bodies. In front of the two boys and Master I had a raging erection. Only made worse when Master decided he would shave Brett and asked me to check over Josh in case there was any hairs hiding that needed shaving.
My cock was dripping pre cum as I inspected Josh under the shower. Thank heavens for the running water it hid this fact I think from Josh. Josh even thanked me when I was finished.
Why did he say that?
If that wasn't bad enough when we were all dry and back in the bedroom Master allowed Brett to masturbate to an orgasm in front of us all.
How can you just sit on the edge of a bed and watch such a sight without reacting. I couldn't my precum was literally flowing out of my dick as Brett pounded away in front of Master and myself.
I was mesmerised watching the scene before me when I felt a hand grab my cock.
I gasped!
Master turned to see what had happened, then smiled.
I was about to blast Josh for touching me when Master said. "Let him have his fun Steve, I'll enjoy this".
I blushed more beet red than Josh had earlier if that was possible. "Master please, no" I begged.
"You're my bed slave, a bed slave is there to pleasure his Master in what ever way his Master wishes. I wish to see you jerked off by Josh. He seems keen; I didn't make him grab you. Go ahead Josh if you want too" Master ordered.
He didn't have a very good technique, but it didn't matter I was that ready to cum that it only took a few strokes and I laid back on the bed and allowed my seed to explode all over my chest. It was one of the greatest orgasms I had ever had.
Soon after I shot Brett shot an impressive load for a guy his age. The smell of fresh cum hung in the air.
I was so ashamed at being aroused by teenage boys, but Master had little sympathy, he saw nothing wrong in this Master slave relationship. In fact informing me that nothing that happened tonight was even outside the voluntary code of conduct set down by the American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Slaves.
Brett and I needed a second shower, which was not much less uncomfortable than the first. A naked Brett washing down his groin and abdomen right there next to me.
When I walked back into the bedroom Josh was panting heavily and red in the face.
"You just missed a good dance Steve' Master said "Little Josh here just did the cutest dry cum dance for me"
Again I just didn't know what to say, Master just laughed and said, "Oh Steve you're so old fashioned for a slave".
Master then rang for Mr Morris to collect the boys. Whilst they dressed Master was obviously very horney and to add to my already great embarrassment, right in front of the boys, he told me tonight he wanted to get into some bondage. Guess who was the recipient?
Out of a side draw he withdrew some silver chains and handcuffs and began chaining me to specially designed notches in the bed head and bed base. Before the boys left they had a good view of me stretched out star fashion totally at Masters mercy.
I don't think I have produced so much cum in one night ever before or ever again after that night.
Master worked every part of my helpless body. He forced his tongue into my mouth and we had long passionate kisses. He nibbles on my ears and buried his mouth and chin into the nape of my neck. I am super sensitive there. I cried out for mercy, goose bumps forming all over my skin, Master persisted in torturing my senses.
My unprotected nipples were pinched and then seductively caressed as Master circled them with his fingers. They were standing so hard and erect that they were sore by the time he had finished with them.
He licked my freshly washed pits and then licked my body all the way down to my belly button, which he fucked with his tongue.
My toes he sucked, my balls he stretched and massaged. Slight pain and discomfort keeping me on the very edge of an almighty orgasm.
He stroked my ass and fingered my opening, my cock jerked at every stroke across the sensitive skin. If I wasn't bound on the bed lying on my back he would have fucked me, I am sure, but my position was not right.
Then finally Master descended on my cock. He sucked it; he stroked it, then teasingly stopped, before resuming the torture all over again.
I cried out for release. I begged him to make me cum, but for over an hour I was kept on the verge of ejaculation. By the end I was delirious with pleasure and frustration. I knew how Brett felt with his cock clamped out of use. This was worse, far worse, I was existing on the edge of another dimension. My mind was reeling and descending into an abyss of absolute pleasure.
Master ran his finger around the turgid head of my penis, rubbing the glands at the base of my cock head. I screamed out and that pulsating pleasure erupted through my whole body.
"Mars, .... Mars, .... Mars ...ter, .... Master" I screamed out.
I felt I was about to pass out when I shot my load. Glob after glob of creamy white cum pulsated out of my cock, shot over my chest and face. I felt the world slipping away then ..... I blacked out.
I came too with Master wiping my face with a damp cloth. The chains were released. My body was covered with sweat from the sexual torture it had just endured.
`Wow, Mars ... Master" was all I could very weakly say.
"Never experienced anything like that before have you Steve?" Master asked.
I weakly replied "No Master, never. It wasn't anything like that when the McAlister brothers tied me up. This was something totally different. I thought I was going to die".
"Master please cuddle me, I need you," I begged.
Master took me in his arms and cradling my head eased my sexually tortured body gently off to sleep.
End Chapter 9 (Part 18 Continuance of Original)