"Good. I think it's time for you to see the headmaster. Go on, run down stairs and obey Master Bill's instructions."
We scamper down stairs and Bill lines us up outside a door marked 'Headmaster'. Bill knocks on the door.
"Enter", a deep cultured voice.
"New recruits Sir," says Bill as he opens the door. "The first is Phil Sir."
"Send him in."
Bill indicates with a twitch of his head for me to enter. I'm immediately suprised for instead of the usual small office; this headmaster's room is huge and furnished more like a living room of mansion like proportions. At the far end of the room, sitting behind a grand desk is the headmaster. As I walk towards him I realise he's about 40, tall, dark haired, very handsome and well built, wearing a dark suit and a black academic gown. He waves me closer. I suddenly realise there is another guy sitting in an armchair to one side of the desk. He's about my age, perhaps even younger, tall, slim, fair haired and very handsome wearing a black suit and red tie. I stop in front of the desk feeling embarrassed because of my tight shorts and silly school cap.
"Stand to attention boy," commands the Headmaster and I jump to attention, my arms to my sides. "My name is Guy Richards, but you will address me as Headmaster. You are here to be taught how to behave for the pleasure of your superiors. If you are disobedient, you will be punished. Do you understand boy?"
"Yes Headmaster."
"What do you think Nigel? Does he appear a likely lad from your point of view?"
"Well, I'd have to see more of him to make a judgement Guy, but I must say I like him in his school uniform."
"But you'd rather see him with his shorts down? So would I. Drop your shorts boy," barks my new Headmaster.
I do as I'm told feeling humiliated to be doing it, especially in front of this younger man. Because of the short shirt, my shaved crotch and hard prick are in full view.
"Very cute and such a nice erect cock," says Nigel.
"Turn around and show us your backside boy," Guy orders.
"Delicious," says Nigel.
"Will look better with a few cane marks I think. In punishment for his randy appearance," responds Guy. "Bend over the side of the desk so Nigel can view your punishment boy."
I shuffle around with my shorts around my ankles and stretch out over the desk. Guy takes a traditional school cane from the side of his desk and moves behind me. He gives me three sharp cuts with the cane almost before I realise it's happening and I scream out with pain, jumping up and down, rubbing my burning arse with my hands. I can hear Nigel clapping and laughing.
"If you think that hurt boy, it's nothing to what you will get if you don't do as you're told," announces Guy. "In addition to myself you will be punished when necessary by Bill, Paul and Jeff, our chef. Also by any of our visitors like Nigel here who like nothing more that a little bare bottom spanking. Now strip off entirely so we can both see you."
Taking everything off, I stand in front of these guys.
"Pull your foreskin back boy," orders Guy.
I do so and my prick sticks out naked and hard.
"Go and stand in front of Nigel and let him inspect you more closely."
Now I can see Nigel has bright blue eyes and I can smell his expensive aftershave. He pulls me towards him by my prick, feels my balls and then moves his hands up so his fingers can tweak my nipples.
"You'll need Bill to work on his tits Guy. They should be much bigger. Would you like that boy?"
"I'm not sure Sir," I say as he twists them until I whimper like a pup.
"Oh yes, bumboys have to have big nipples like girls. Didn't you know that? Now turn round, bend over and spread your cheeks so I can see your tight little rosebud."
More and more humiliated at being told what to do by this young guy I nevertheless do as I'm ordered and if I'm truthful I'm excited by the humiliation. Pulling my cheeks apart for his inspection, I feel his finger sliding down my crack and stroking my anus. He spits on my hole and his finger pushes into me. I can see Guy watching keenly. The long finger probes deeply until I can feel his knuckles against my bottom. Now a second finger joins the first and I can't help groaning - in ecstasy. With his other hand he pulls me back until I drop onto his lap, still being finger fucked. He lifts my face with his other hand and smiles down at me. He is so handsome, I catch my breath as he opens his mouth and rests his lips on mine. I open up and his tongue dives deep down my throat as I suck on it like a baby. The fingers of his other hand are back on my tits, squeezing and pulling them in his increasing sexual excitement. I close my eyes giving in to the wonderful submissive sensation of being naked and used in the arms of a big Dom guy dressed in a suit. He pushes me down to my knees, unfastens the front of his trousers, pulls down his briefs and presents his huge hard cock to my mouth. It's about eight inches, but thick. I kiss the knob and gently suck up his dripping pre-cum into my mouth.
"You're doing good baby. Now suck, as I'm sure you know how. Just remember I'm your master and you do anything I say. Okay?"
I pull off his cock for a second to say, "yes Sir."
I suck up and down on his fantastic cock, quite unaware of anything else. I suddenly hear Guy's voice.
"Think it's time you took the boy to your room Nigel."
Nigel stands and with his two fingers reinserted into my anus he steers me across the room, opens a door and continues finger fucking me as he drives me up a carpeted staircase into a long corridor. He steers me past numerous closed doors until guiding me into the end room.
"This is my room boy, choose where you place yourself."
It's a fairly austere man's room. My eyes fasten immediately on a large king size bed with black satin sheets and pillows. Fitted cupboards along each side. At the far end a wall to wall window from ceiling to floor. I decide it can only be at the back of the house. To one side is a leather sling hanging from hooks in the ceiling. To the other side a set of wooden pillories with holes for neck and wrists. What a choice! Which does young Master John want me to choose? He propels me with his finger from side to side. I make a decision and touch the stocks. As he fastens my neck and wrists into the stocks I find myself bent over and guess I've made a choice he approves. Now I'm vulnerable to his desires. His first hard hand spank to my right arse cheek makes me squeal out in pain. Now my left cheek and I shout out again. My brain switches to my fantasy of being stripped naked and placed in the public pillory being watched and mocked by a crowd of townspeople. Nigel repeats his strikes, right and left. Now more quickly and I'm screaming and eventually blubbering. Tears pour down my cheeks as he beats me. He stops his punishment, moves round and spits into my face. At some point he's stripped off to the waist and I see his tanned muscled body. Wow! Even though young he is and I want him to be my superior and Master. He slowly pulls a wide black leather belt through the loops of his trousers and doubles in two before presenting it to my mouth. I kiss and lick it. He moves out of my sight and I shudder as I feel the belt brushing over my bare bottom. Starting almost gently he lashes me with the belt and then harder and harder until I'm screaming out in pain and weeping like a kid. On it goes and I begin shouting repeatedly.
"Thank you Master, thank you."
This only seems to urge him on to give me more severe lashes with the belt. My body eventually hangs slack in the pillory as I gift myself to him to do anything with my body he wishes. When the punishment stops, he walks into my view. Now completely naked, he presents his fantastic thick cock, dripping with pre-cum, to my mouth. I slobber on it, lapping up and swallowing my Master's juices, sucking on it deep. Up and down. A dummy to comfort me. He pulls out, lifts the top bar of the pillory, gathers my body up in his arms, carries me to the bed and lays me down face up. Lowering his hunk body slowly onto mine I feel his mouth on my mouth and his tongue pushing down my throat. I suck and suck, wrap my arms around his muscled body and my legs around his slim waist. We kiss and hug in a glorious lover's union with his fingers constantly twisting my nipples and making me writhe under him feeling the satin smooth against my back. His two fingers find my boycunt and we continue kissing as he finger fucks me. He lifts his face to mine and his blue eyes gaze into mine.
"I think you're a real little girlyboy. A bitch, itching to be fucked. Come on tell me? That what you want?"
"Yes Sir. Please fuck me. Use me. Make me yours Sir."
"Don't worry, I'm going to boy."
Another long brutal kiss and he moves down the bed, holding my legs up over my head with my prick within inches of my mouth. My Master's slobbering mouth is now on my anus chewing my pucker, his tongue starting to invade my lovehole. I'm trembling with sexual excitement as he makes me ready for his stiff cock. Lifting his head he watches me as he drives his cock slowly, but relentlessly into me. I moan loudly as his knob breaks through. He spits into my face and then dribbles his spittle into my open mouth. The pain ebbs as he thrusts in and out. An unstoppable machine like weapon I can glimpse sinking in, pulling out again and sinking in to me at a regular pace I try to respond to with my fuckhole.
"Think you're enjoying having your pussy drilled girlyboy."
"Oh I do Sir. It feels so right Sir. Being fucked by you sir."
"I'm going to fill you with my seed boy. What a pity you can't have my baby. You'd like that, wouldn't you, you bitch?"
"Yes Sir I would so like that."
He pushes down on my thighs and grins wickedly as my prick touches my lips. More pressure and I'm sucking my own prick in time with his cock pounding my boycunt. This is sex like I've never known it and I can feel my cum building up to a powerful explosion. My Master pants hard. He grunts, nearing his climax. Rearing up he gasps for breath.
"I'm going to dump my seed in you boy. Ready?"
I nod my head eagerly.
"Come on, take it bitchboy" now shouting, "... aaargh... aaargh... yes, all my spunk shooting into you... aaargh... aaargh... take it."
I can't stop myself. I'm over the top and my mouth fills with my own semen as I feel great spurting bolts of my Master's wonderful spunk shooting into my boycunt, filling me.
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