"My slave matt"
BY - BNDMaster13@yahoo.com
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For those of you who looked at this story and realized that it was written by the same author as, "I Had No Idea", you might have been surprised. But don't be! Yes, it is me BNDMaster13@yahoo.com, or Rick as most of you know me. If you have read that journal then you know of the characters Matt and Master Robert that entered our lives this year. I had wanted to keep everyone updated on their relationship. I had mentioned this to Robert and he suggested he try his hand at writing. He was willing to tell the world about his new slave if I was willing to post them for him. So here is the very first entry, in what I hope turns out to be, just as successful a journal as Alex's, "I Had No Idea." After this one I won't even write an introduction, just let Robert do all the talking. Now without anything further on my part let me turn this over to my friend Robert so he can tell you all about Matt's new life:
God what a wonderful morning! I woke to my slave matt kissing my chest. He was being brave in doing it, as I usually would punish him for taking such liberties as my slave. I really should have knocked him off me right then and there, but damn it felt so good. Besides I was already getting turned on. He was now straddled my thighs, wedging my rock hard cock into and along the cleft of his incredibly hot ass. "Ride it," I ordered, flexing so I could make my cock throb in his crack.
He pushed himself up from kissing my chest and looked down at me with a look of such intense gratitude and need. Obviously I had just made his world perfect. He moved backward, straddling my cock, before raising himself onto his feet. He closed his eyes in ecstasy as he lowered himself onto the head of my cock. Obviously he had lubed his hole earlier in hopes I would say yes. I knew this, as my cock slid effortlessly into his hungry ass. In addition to lubing his ass he had attached a set of wicked looking clamps to his tits. He had, I was sure, chosen them because he knew they were my favorite to torture his tits with. I reached up and roughly grabbed the chain. I yanked hard, pulling him downward, as my cock buried itself deep into his ass.
He sucked in a breath, in pain from the clamps. However, it was immediately replaced with a long sigh, as he impaled his ass on my cock. When he finally came to rest on my pubic bone, he whimpered softly in complete fulfillment. I flexed my cock inside him, and gave the tit clamps an extra yank as a reward for his effort. His eyelids opened as he looked down at me. The look in his eyes at that moment made owning him all worth it. He must have seen my contentment as I looked back because he smiled at me. Again that look of total happiness infusing his face as he planted his palms on his knees and began to ride. As he moved up and down I yanked the chain in perfect rhythm so I could keep his tits in a constant state of intense pain. The harder I yanked the harder he rode, and the happier he looked.
On his downward stroke his hard cock would hit me in the stomach. I was quite sure he had already soaked me with his precum. But no matter how hard he was, or how turned on he was he would never touch himself. That was the first thing he had leaned as my slave when I had brought him home. As his cock hit my stomach I could also feel his balls pressing into me. Every so often I could also feel the lock that secured his ball stretcher. I wished I could see them as I loved the look of his big full balls pulled down in their sack and locked that way by my hand.
Soon, I stopped noticing any of these things though as the incredible feelings he was generating in my cock overwhelmed my whole body. I slowed my pulling on his tits which in turn signaled him to slow down. I wanted this to last forever and was in no hurry to finish. My cock throbbed violently inside matt as he drove me closer and closer. Finally I couldn't resist what his sweet ass was doing to me and I erupted in the most incredible climax. It was a wonder I didn't throw him off me, how hard the cum shot out of me. As I lay back utterly spent matt climbed off me and moved to snuggle to my side. I opened my arm and drew him close to me. I could feel his cock, rock hard, pressing against my leg. However, he didn't seem to notice as I stroked his head. He was happy and content knowing he had made me happy. As we lay there I thought again just how lucky I was to own this boy.
I knew the first time Rick showed me pictures of matt that I wanted him. I had been in the market, so to speak, for a slave boy. I like them young and innocent looking. Somehow they bring out the father in me. I just want to take them and mold them into something I can be proud to call mine. Over the years I have had several boys that I have taken on, but with my work schedule I never really had the time to give them enough attention. However, since injuring myself and retiring I had more than enough time to spend with a boy. In fact I really needed one around to do the things I couldn't do anymore. Besides it was high time I found just the right boy to keep for a really long time. From what I saw in the pictures and what Rick told me, matt seemed perfect. I remember reading Alex's journal entry on the day I took matt home. As I contemplate the boy laying next to me now, I realize that he has come a long way and earned his place as my slave. In truth we both have come a long way.
I didn't make it easy on him when he first arrived. I really wanted to see just what he had before I started gradually giving him more and more privileges. What do I mean? Well let me describe matt's first night at my house, perhaps that will give you a better idea.
When I had brought him home that first day the only things he brought with him were his new ball stretcher, collar, and an old pair of jeans. When he had arrived at Rick's he had been wearing a shirt and old shoes but I left them with Rick. The only reason I even let him wear the jeans out was so he had something covering him to go from the house to the car. On the ride home I made him drop his jeans down around his ankles so I could play with his cock. Rick was very right, with matt's balls full it took very little effort to keep his cock nice and big. I ordered matt that under no circumstances was he to cum. I wanted to see just how good he was at controlling himself. I live about 30 minutes away from Rick so by the time we arrived at my house Matt was squirming in his seat trying to keep from cumming. The small sounds escaping his tightly closed lips were priceless. Small gasps as he fought against the need to cum. I could just imagine the war going on in his head. He wanted to be my slave so badly and yet if he gave in and allowed himself to cum he would disobey me and never get the chance. This was so much fun! In fact training matt was going to be so much fun!
I moved him from the car into my house. At the door I made him strip off his jeans. I directed him into my den. I sat down in my desk chair then made him kneel on the floor in front of me. I was pleasantly surprised that he did it properly. Obviously Rick had been training him well. He knelt on the floor. His knees spread wide allowing his cock and balls to hang exposed. He locked his hands behind his back just at the small of his back, not to high and not touching his ass. His shoulders were pushed back with his head down, eyes staring at his hard cock. This boy was going to be awesome. I ordered matt to look at me. As he did, I saw that same look he had on his face earlier. His eyes held so much need, so much love.
I had the very first lesson I wanted to drive home. I ordered matt to start stroking his cock. As he did I reiterated what I had told him earlier, "matt I am allowing you to touch my property. The only time you will ever touch yourself is when I order you to. Your cock, balls, asshole, and tits are off limits. They belong totally to me. This doesn't mean I will never let you cum. No, on the contrary, I enjoy watching my slave perform for me. I like to know that I am the only one that can let you cum. You will keep stroking your cock. I want you to bring yourself right to the edge, but you will not cum until I give you permission. If you cum before I say to, I will send you home right now. Do you understand me, slave?"
"Sir, yes Master, Sir," was matt's quick response. It held just a note of fright, perfect for a new slave.
"Very good, slave. Let's see that hand get stroking," I told him as I leaned back in my chair and watched my new slave go to work. "Take your other hand boy and play with your tits. Who does your body belong to?"
"Sir, you Master, Sir," matt responded as one hand stroked his cock while the other began pinching and twisting hard at his tits.
Interesting, just what I was wondering. matt didn't just stroke his tits or rub them, no he immediately started pinching and twisting them. The boy liked his tits to be used hard. I continued to watch him as he brought himself closer and closer. My own hard cock pulsed in time to matt's hard cock. What I really wanted was his sweet mouth wrapped around my cock right now, but I wanted to watch him jerk himself off first. As I watched matt got closer and closer. I could tell he was having to really work at keeping himself from cumming. "Remove your hand from your cock, now slave," I ordered him. I wanted to drag this out just a bit more.
He moved both hands quickly to a position, again, behind his back. I got up from my chair and went to get a pair of tit clamps. I came back in and handed them to matt. I sat down again, my cock still straining hard against my pants. I stroked my hard cock as I gave matt new orders "slave, as I said before I like to watch my boys perform for me. You will apply those clamps to your tits, now!"
He obediently reached up and grabbed first one tit then the other, setting the clamps deep into his flesh. The sharp intake of breath told me that his tits were sensitive and that the clamps hurt as he put the on. "Now boy, you will start playing with your cock again. While you do that I want you to pull on the chain connecting the clamps. I want to watch my boy torture himself for my amusement," I commanded.
His hand dropped once again to his cock while the other grabbed the chain. I could tell he wasn't really yanking hard enough so I added, "pull that chain like you mean it boy."
That made him work harder. In fact he pulled so hard that one of the clamps came off. I could tell it was all he do not to scream as it yanked off the tender nipple. I made him stop and replace the clamp, then go back to what he was doing. With the pain in his tits it took him a little longer to get right back to the brink but soon he was panting like a dog in heat with his need to cum. Finally I took pity on him and said, "You have permission boy. Cum for your Master, now."
As if on cue matt's cock erupted like a geyser sending cum flying into the air. Thankfully I have hard word floors throughout my house as he made quite a mess. But, then, according to Rick he hadn't allowed him to cum for the past two weeks. From the amount of cum on the floor matt's balls had been very full. I ordered matt to clean his hand then to like his mess of the floor. He dropped down like and eager puppy and cleaned the floor until it shown with his spit. Once he was done I ordered him to crawl over in front of me. Now it was my turn! I had a brand new slave and wanted to see if he was any good at sucking cock.
I made him keep his hands locked behind his back and use his teeth to unzip my pants. He had obviously not done this before but soon got the hang of it. Since then he has gotten quite good. Once he had managed to free my cock I grabbed him by the ears, (I really wished he had hair to grab) and shoved my cock into his eager mouth. He took it like it was the most incredible thing in the world. I guess to him it was. He now had a Master and his Master's cock was buried in his mouth. He was a happy slave. To be honest his first attempt and satisfying me wasn't all that great. I am very picky when it comes to what I want. But he has learned and is now perfect. However, what he lacked that first time in practice he more than made up for in enthusiasm. As I came in his mouth that first time I knew I had found a slave that would make me happy for many years to some.
What else did I do with him that first night? Well I knew he craved his ass to be beaten so I obliged. I laid him over my lap, after tying his hands behind his back, then took my best leather belt to him until his ass glowed beat red and he was sobbing. As I held him after I was done, he had tears steaming down his cheeks as he thanked me over and over again. That was the first time he called me daddy, but it wasn't to be the last. He has had his ass beaten many times since then but that first time will always stand out in my mind. I saw him for what he was, a boy in desperate need of a father.
I spent the rest of the evening explaining to him exactly what his new life was going to be like. Then I put him to bed. No, that first night he did not share my bed. He does now, but that first night I chained him to the foot of my bed and put a blanket over him. I wanted him to realized were he came from, nothing! That way as he earned each and every privilege he would know that I was the one responsible for them. He would know that he owed me everything. I will eventually tell you more about my ideas on training a slave, because Rick and I differ on quite a few points, but that will wait until I write more. Suffice it say that as I fell asleep that first night I knew I had found the boy I had been wanting for a long time and that matt had found the Master/Daddy he had always needed.