The dream I was deeply attached to, was not at all a dream. What I was dreaming about was in reality happening at that very moment. It was very strange to say the least. Of course, like most people (I think), I finally had gotten my brain to slow down enough just from total exhaustion that I slept like a baby.
As a good boy', I was dreaming of nothing but peaceful things. Things abound with beauty and love. Dreaming of that perfect world'. A world at peace.
I was able to awaken in that same beautiful, peaceful and loving way. I was awake, but had yet to open my eyes. I allowed my brain to find it's own way to
getting me prepared for the day which lay ahead.
My brain opened up my sense of smell first. I smelt the freshness of the straw surrounding me. I could smell the horses, from the opposite end of the stables. I could smell the fresh air coming from the open doors at both ends of the stable. I could smell the odor of the male species. Faintly, I could even smell the unmistakable fragrance of worldly food.
The sense of hearing next filtered into my process of waking up. I could hear
the whiny of the horses, as humans were tending to them. The sound of metal upon metal, the clanking of metal moving around. I heard the sound of running water. I could even hear the sound of the faint wind as it slowly wisped its way across the dream space I occupied.
The last sense that registered in my head was the sense of touch. I felt the rough, yet soft, straw, which lay beneath my body. I could feel the air, cool
for an early summer day. I could feel my muscles being controlled by the brain. My fingers and toes were feeling their own surrounding space. Suddenly, something seemed and felt wrong. Totally wrong! My brain re-wound the feelings of my fingers and toes. For days and days my fingers and toes felt nothing more than leather each and every morning, but today was different; as they were free to move about on their own. This seemingly little difference in my brain, brought me to full alertness as I opened my eyes to another day.
The day had begun long before my eyes opened. I was seeing a lot of light in my space. Some of the light coming from above and natural light filling the remainder of the space. I was alone, to fully gain recognition of my surroundings and my life. It felt nice to be alone, to be still, to be one with myself. My sense of feel was telling me that I had to piss badly. That same sense began to remind me of the previous day; as it relived to discomforts and pains.
When I fell to sleep last night, I wasn't alone. Where did Billy go? I raised my head a bit and then I could see him. He was in the corner of the stall, facing the wall. I didn't say a word, and I didn't move a muscle. I just watched him. He was hiding his body from everyone while he was leaving his morning piss on the straw. He turned and saw me staring at him and his face showed embarrassment. After he was finished, he came crawling back over to me. He was almost whispering when he told me that he "just had to go because he couldn' t hold it any longer". I just smiled and nicely told him that his pissing without asking would be our `little secret'. He seemed like he wanted to start in with another question and answer period, just about the time Master and Trey showed up at our stall door. Amen! I needed to piss so bad.
"And a good morning to you boy', bellowed Master, I'm glad to finally see that you are awake. The rest of the masters, slaves and most of the other boys' have been up for over an hour." By the time Master had completed his greeting, I was up on all fours, with my head resting on the floor. Trey came behind me and using his foot, kicked my knees further apart. So much so, that I had to quickly re-arrange the rest of my body to maintain my balance. " I think this is a much better position for greeting a master," barked Trey, " so from now on this is how boy' should always greet his master. Besides, I think it is only proper that a boy' have his ass alot higher than the rest of him, sort of like an offering up to boys' master." Billy was taken back by the way Trey was acting, as he was only in an upright kneeling position, but he didn't move nor did Trey say anything to him. Master greeted Billy in a casual manner and that was that. Master leaned in and took hold of my collar and tugged it a little. Not enough as to be telling me to raise my head though. "I really like boys' new collar. I love the feel of the weight of it and the height of it as well," commented my Master. "Now then Billy," started Master, "in a few minutes Cody and your Peter will be arriving and when they arrive we will have sort of a family' meeting. What we will be discussing will be very important, so you will have to listen very closely. You are permitted to speak during this meeting, should you have any questions. Since boy' was permitted to sleep in' this morning, he will be getting prepared for the day as we have our meeting. You should also be watching boys' prep work as you listen to the meeting. `Boys' prep work is always the most important part of the morning, so make sure that you pay close attention."
Cody and Peter showed up, almost as if on cue to do so. Cody entered and knelt by himself against a wall. Peter entered with his eyes on Billy and me. Both Peter and Cody were dressed alike. Their clothing consisted of a tank top, short in length and a pair of denim shorts (beltless), equally as short and sandals. The first thing Peter commented on was my position and how awesome' it looked with the buttplug glaring at him as he entered my stall. Master, though, was not to pleased with Cody. Master informed Cody that he felt he was taking liberties with the dress code and that Cody had better change into proper clothes for the day. Cody rose, ran out of the stall towards the storage room. Master and Trey remained still, motionless, as Peter went over and sat besides his brother. Cody returned in proper' Sunday attire for a slave. He knelt down again in the exact same spot as before. Now, Cody was wearing no sandals, no shirt or tee, and he was wearing the skimpiest loincloth; barely, if that, covering his cock and hardly any of his butt. Master commented that he was now satisfied that all was ready to start the meeting.
"First, I am going to address the four of you and tell you that while I have agreed with Dr. and Mrs.Parker to watch over their two boys, I shall not neglect my boy' there. Right now boy' is at a critical stage in his training and transformation and I shall not fain from my responsibility in seeing that he becomes the best he can be."
"Now then for you, Trey, you shall tend to the majority of boys' training needs for today. You shall learn to properly bind and secure boy' if needed. You shall see to it that he is feed and watered. You shall remain with `boy'
from the time the guests arrive, until the guests leave. You shall learn from observing the guest that not all are alike in their wants and needs. I shall give you liberties with boy' today, as I have already allowed; by you showing him a proper greeting posture'. You of all people need to get your butt and brain in high gear if you still intend to become a good master. This is a life, not a fucking holiday."
By now, I really needed to piss and was glad to see Cody stand and move me over to the far wall, by a heavy chain leash. Eyes followed us to the wall and were still watching us. Cody left the chain attached to my collar and it only added more aggravation due to the weight of it.
"Billy boy, in addition to what I have mentioned to you earlier, you shall not leave this space unless told to do so, or until you ask permission. Your parents are coming this morning to visit again, so before they get here we will find you something to wear. If you see something occurring in this space that you wish to see better, you are permitted to move closer in order to get a better understanding. Should you observe something that you wish to experience you shall let Peter or Trey know and they will see if they can accommodate your need. You shall not speak, unless asked a specific question that would require an answer. So you shall have to learn communications through body and
facial expressions. "
Just then, in a flash, Billy got down on all fours. He moved right in front of my face and just stayed there. All eyes were on him. Billy looked at Peter and Peter could not understand what was trying to be communicated. "Master, perhaps Trey understands and could help out here," Cody piped in. Master looked at Peter then at Trey. Neither of them had a clue. "Cody, raise the boy' to his knees and see if that helps," Master commented. Cody reached around to my chain leash and pulled my body erect. Billy went head first down to my catheter and stopped short of putting his mouth on it. "Holy Shit, Billy wants to swallow the boys' piss," shouted Peter. "Indeed," Master said, " apparently your Billy is learning faster than you Peter." Peter went over to Billy and asked him if that is what he wants and Billy nodded his head in the affirmative. Peter granted permission, unclamped my plumbing and Billy went right to swallowing all of it.
"Now there is a good example of what I'm talking about. Both you, Peter and Trey, have to sharpen your minds so that you can understand the needs and wants of a boy' or a slave. See how nice boy' feels now since his bladder is empty. boy' hasn't had relief since last night and both of you didn't even think about that, DID YOU! Now then, where were we. Peter, you shall stay in the stall as well, unless there is a need to do something else, or you are commanded to leave. You must keep your eyes and ears open and on alert for anything which will help you learn. Pay close attention to all that Cody does to boy' and you will see that becoming a master to your brother will take a lot of time and a lot of effort on your part. You must learn to do many things for and to your brother that you never thought possible. So today is a big day for you as well. Just not Billy."
"I will be in and out of our stall throughout the day, but I too must be with
other `boys', guests and Masters. I will be very busy all day and I don't need nor want any major fuck ups in this stall. I love my life and the friendship it affords me, and you men will see to it that I enjoy this day."
Like magic, two slaves appeared at the opening to the stall. They were bringing a bale of straw and a five-gallon pail. I knew what was next, and was thankful to get it over with. Now, Peter and Billy had to witness my enema. Odd, I didn't feel bad about them watching. Cody rubbed my bald head, simultaneously pulling out the buttplug. Air rushed into my open body. It felt great. Trey moved over to Cody and asked if he (Trey) could do the cleaning. Cody happily agreed. The pail was set down very close to my face, and it had a strange odor to the liquid. Cody and the two other slaves began to spread the straw between my knees, clear up to my guiche ring. The remainder of the straw they left lay there. Cody reached up and brought down a chain with a large hook attached. Trey asked Cody to help him get the pail up to the hook. The other two slaves backed up against the wall, out of everyone's way. Trey took hold of my neck chain and put me back down to my proper position. He then took his foot and fluffed' a bit more straw under my hole. In went this large hose, larger than normal to say the least. He released the flow gradually until he had the hose pushed even farther into me. The clamp was then opened all the way and the water drained in fast. I struggled to keep the fluid in the body. With my hole now normal' I couldn't really close my muscle anymore. When the fluid came out it just poured onto the straw below. Another slave entered with another pail of liquid, and when the first pail was empty, they rapidly started the next one. Ten gallons of liquid was the most they had ever used to flush me clean. Cody came forward to my head; raising it he looked me in the eyes and gave me his love you smile. I discovered later on, that soap had been added to my enema to aid in removing the grease.
The three slaves removed the dirty straw as Cody and Trey were washing my butt and legs down. Cody then moved me out of the way so the other slaves could finish by putting down the remainder of the fresh straw. Now I was going to get my daily bath. This entire time, Master just watched as Trey administered
my cleaning. I wondered if Master was `grading' his work or what. Trey and Cody didn't linger when it came time for my bath either, except that today they used scrub brushes. I got nice and clean and I honestly felt refreshed and full of energy.
I wondered what the day would bring for me, but I should never, ever, `wonder'
or think about the day. I am here to bring pleasure and pride regardless of the situation. I knew that Peter had been watching the enema and scrubbing and sort of figured that he had never seen it done before. Oh well, he too shall learn .
Cody left and returned with the familiar four bowls. Mealtime for me is always something I look forward to. I began eating right away but not as fast as I did last night. Since Cody had placed all the bowls in a group, Billy had to come next to me to eat. Billy moved, this time on all fours. Peter had left last night prior to our meal, so today was the first time he got to see his brother eat properly. Peter must have been amazed at what he was seeing, but he now knew better than to say something out loud. He moved over in front of his brother and sat on the straw floor. I heard him softly ask Billy if that is the way Billy wants to eat from now on. Billy nodded his head in the affirmative. Peter seemed to become more proud of Billy every time Billy did something new. While mealtime was in progress, Trey and Master were having some sort of conversation going on behind us. Cody was being the busy one; doing the things he needed to be doing.
Meal and water consumed, I felt so much better. I looked up and saw that Billy was just now finishing his food. Trey came over and cleaned my face and I cleaned his fingers. Peter then went over and cleaned off Billy's face in like
manner and placed his fingers in Billy's mouth to be cleaned. Billy did just
fine. I giggled inside. I had the funniest thing come into my brain, and that was "monkey see, monkey do". Sorry about that but that is what I was thinking when I saw them.
Since I was allowed to sleep longer this day, Master said that the exercise for Billy and me was not going to take place; as He wanted everything correct when the guests arrived. Cody chuckled at that remark and Master gave him an evil look. I was then turned around by my leash to the center of the stall; where I was made to kneel in the erect position. Master came to my face, exposing His penis. I took my Masters piss promptly. Again I was brought back to my proper position. I was facing the stall entrance so I was not able to see what was going on behind me, but it really didn't matter. One of the slaves returned carrying a tray. On the tray was a steaming cup of coffee for Master and the grease logs for my hole. Master removed His coffee and Trey took all the logs. One by one Trey inserted the logs. After four of them had been shoved into me, Master told Trey to stop. I smiled to myself, there were four logs left to go in . I hadn't heard any other sounds since I was awake, so I just figured that all the others were outside doing exercises or something; but the silence of the building was nice for once.
A slave entered the stall and quietly said something to Master and Master likewise said something in return to the slave. Damn, the slave was adorable. Ken doll looking. I saw Cody hand Trey a long skinny dildo. Trey took the dildo and slowly put it up my hole, pushing the frozen logs deeper and deeper until I moaned with discomfort. When the dildo was removed, I still felt ` stuffed'.
The last slave that was here, returned out of breath. He had been on a mission. He brought with him some clothes. Master called for Peter to take the clothes and dress his brother. The parents were coming up the lane!! Master seemed a little irritated when He told Cody to continue on but don't get in a big
hurry. " I must go outside and greet Dr. Parker and his wife. When I return, the parents will be with me, so make sure that `boy' is ready to receive guest." Master turned and left my stall. Without a word, Peter got Billy dressed in a tank top, shorts and sandals. Now the brothers were dressed alike.
Cody handed Trey a piss tube gag for my mouth, which Trey put on right away. The control box appeared in front of me. Not again! Chains came down. Cody took one chain and Trey took the other and affixed them to my wrist cuffs. Cody produced two more chains from a box near the back wall. Each of those chains was attached to my ankle cuffs. Cody pushed one of the buttons and I was pulled upwards until my arms were stretched out above me and I was left standing on the tips of my toes. Another button had me moving backwards about two feet. Pushing yet another button, I was turned completely around, facing the back wall; with a view of Billy and Peter. Two cable hooks came down either side of body about four feet away from each side of me. The ankle chains were attached to the cable hooks. The hooks began to go back up at the same time they were slowly moving away from me. When the noise of the winding motor(s) stopped, I was spread eagle like I had never experienced before. I was just hanging there in mid-air. Cody appeared in front of me, looking me over with a smile. A slave also came into view. He brought with him two little stools, which Cody placed one under each of my feet, so I could put some weight on the balls of my feet. I felt a hell of a lot better now.
"This is all we need to do for now, until the Parkers leave," Cody said to Trey. "I don't know how long they are staying, but Master doesn't think they will hang out long. Hopefully they will be gone before the day's activities really start up."
Cody then went and knelt down (erect) beside me, facing the front of the stall. Trey moved to the other side of me, close to the wall. Peter remained where he stood, and after looking into my eyes Billy got down on his hands and knees. Billy then turned around facing the back wall, put his head down on the ground and had his knees spread wide, just like Trey had me do earlier. The stable was quiet, and my stall was even quieter than quiet, if you know what I mean. I think all ears where waiting to hear voices. It didn't take long.
The Parkers came in my stall, just ahead of my Master. "Beautiful," said Dr.
Parker. "Look how nice and clean everything is," he continued, " it appears that the masters slave and Trey have done a good job here." I don't think Dr. Parker had looked past me to see his two sons. Then Mrs. Parker spoke up. She had caught a glimpse of Peter. " Oh goodness Peter come here, you look so nice with your new haircut. It's nice and short. You look so masculine now."
Master spoke next, " yes Peter looks much better now. Would you like Peter to show you the rest of his haircut? Peter turned red in the face, but remained still and silent.
"Oh yes. There is more to his haircut?" Dr. Parker chimed in. Master replied
that Peter had a little more `trimmed' than visible to the naked eye. Mrs.
Parker wanted to see the rest right away and told Peter to strip naked. Peter did as his mother asked. There he stood totally exposed to both his parents. Their hands touching and feeling his head, chest, pits and finally his privates. "My goodness, Peter you look so good. I hope you feel better now that you look better," said Dr. Parker. Mrs. Parker continued feeling the areas where the razor had smoothed Peter's skin. "Honey, look! They even shaved the hair off of Peter's penis. Perhaps you should be feeling it to see if it is as smooth as the rest of him," Mrs. Parker said sternly. Without a word Dr. Parker placed his hand completely around his sons penis, which instantly brought Peter to a full erection. " Oh yes, look! How nice his erect penis appears. It looks nice son" Mrs. Parker commented. Both parents continued running their hands from head to toe, until Dr. Parker noticed what appeared to be Billy' s butt sticking up in the air. "Is that our Billy? He asked. Yes, Master replied. "Well why is he like that, Mrs. Parker asked. `Your son wishes to please you and show you proper respect when you entered the stall" Master said, again with great authority. "My goodness, did you teach him that?" questioned the mother. "No," replied Master, "the boy is doing that on his own accord. He has learned that from observing." "Oh how sweet", Billy come here please." Dr. Parker said gleefully. Billy rose and turned. When the parents saw him, with his naked head and face they were overcome with joy. By the time Billy was in front of them he went to his knees. Both parents were all over his head and face like a bee to honey. I was smiling so much; I was glad that I was facing away from them. Their happiness and joy continued to escalate when they noticed his smooth arms, legs and feet. "God Billy you look so handsome. I can't get over how great you look son," he said. "I'm so proud of you for accepting this proper look, words can't tell you just how much", he continued. I'm sure by now the others were smiling as much as I was. Trey moved slowly back to be able to see my face and with me seeing his face. Trey was about ready to bust a gut.
"Now Billy, do you like your new look?" asked his mother. Billy only nodded that he did. The mother continued with her hands pawing her son. Dr. Parker spoke up asking Billy if he got a trim like his brother. Billy shook his head in the negative way. In a flash, my Master handed Dr. Parker a pair of sharp
surgical scissors and Dr. Parker didn't have to be told what to do. He quickly cut off the tee shirt from Billy's body. "Oh Lord, Honey look at how smooth his chest is. His skin is as soft as a baby" Mrs. Parker exclaimed. By now Dr. Parker had cut away the shorts. There standing in front of them was their new son. I suppose you could say their new boy' or slave. Both parents continued feeling the smooth skin, before one of them commented to my Master how much they loved the new look and thanked Master over and over. Master reminded Mrs. Parker that yesterday she told Master that a `boy' should never have hair on the body'. I think that comment put a stop to the accolades and rubbing of the body.
"Well, I'm still impressed with the changes." Mrs. Parker said. " Should Peter get his clothes back on? Dr. Parker asked. "No!" chimed in the mother. " He can stay naked while we visit, it is the least he should do!" "Yes dear"
came the reply from the husband. Mrs. Parker turned Billy around to look at his back. Then she told him to bend forward, which he did. The mother opened his butt cheeks to look at Billy' s hole. "I'm glad that he has a smooth butt also, and by all appearances it seems that he is still whole there as well." She said. "Yes, a boy is smooth everywhere Mrs. Parker. And yes to him still having a `virgin' hole." Master replied, "Nothing has entered him since you have left him with us". " Well other than kneeling and the shaving what has he learned then." She asked.
I knew it! I just fucking knew it! Here it comes! Master is about ready to explode on her. Thank You Lord Above.
"Well Mrs. Parker, both of your sons have seen quite a lot since yesterday. Your son, Peter, is the male that smoothed your `boys' privates. Peter, please tell your parents why you did the shaving." Peter explained in great detail, and both parents fell silent.
"boy, explain to your parents why you like your new look, why you liked the shaving of your privates." Master commanded now. Billy explained in detail and
still the parents remained silent.
"Peter, explain to your parents everything you saw yesterday" Again Peter spoke with pride and dignity.
Peter, now explain to your parents anything and everything you did yesterday."
And again, without skipping a beat Peter let lose with a barrage of words.
"boy, tell your parents everything you did yesterday." Billy began speaking to his parents quite firmly until he began the part of swallowing nectar. His
speech stumbled a bit, but the tempo resumed after a few seconds. And, I'm sure Master was still smiling.
"Now, as you have heard from the lips of your son and your `boy', you can see they saw a lot and also performed a few activities" Master boomed.
"I can't believe Billy has already begun to swallow urine" Dr. Parker said " Well dear, I'm not. And I'm glad to see such rapid progress from them both."
Clamored Mrs. Parker.
Billy had looked into Masters eyes, indicating he wished to speak. "Billy, is
there something you wish to say?" Master asked. "Yes Sir" Billy began. "If it pleases Sir, I would like to get my enema now and my logs SIR." Billy continued to look at Master and not his parents or Peter. "And whom should give
these things to you boy'? Billy replied to Master that Peter his master'
should give them. Master smiled and agreed. Not paying attention to the parents, Master commanded Cody and Trey to get the pail prepared. Both rushed out of the stall. In the absence of Cody and Trey, Billy once again signaled he had something to say, and Master permitted it. "Sir, I was wondering, if perhaps Master's boy' or master Peter needed to empty their bladders, SIR." The parents were totally in shock at what they just heard, but remained in place and silent. They listened and observed everything. Master looked at Peter and got the impression that indeed Peter had a full bladder. Master then approved Billy's request. Billy went first to boy' and covered the catheter with his mouth and swallowed all of the nectar from within. Both, mom and dad, watched with a happy and proud expression. Billy crawled over to Peter, which the parents also liked seeing the mode of movement. Billy waited for Peter to slide his shorts down. Billy put his mouth completely around the penis in front of him, almost swallowing the shaft fully, but pulled back so he wouldn' t choke. Peter put both of his hands on the `boys' head and released a strong flow of urine. Billy remained there until he had licked the last drop from his brother.
Now finished Billy assumed the `all fours' proper position, as Peter pulled his shorts back up. Both parents stood there with their mouths wide open, in total awe. Billy moved over in front of his father and knelt erect. Staring straight ahead Billy asked his father if he needed to pee also. It took less than two seconds before I heard the zipper. Like with Peter, Billy did a perfect job of being a urinal. His father praised him for his actions. Billy moved over in front of his mother and staying on all fours, asked his mother if she was pleased with his progress. His mother said she was so excited about his actions and then she rubbed his head. By now the enema and straw were coming into the stall.
Master told Cody, what Billy had just done and Cody just smiled, as did Trey.
They got the enema pail and straw ready for Billy, just as Billy got to them. Peter looked at Trey and then to Cody. I was glad now to be able to see what was going to happen. Everything and everyone was within my eyesight now. Also, I was thankful for the enema pail to only have a small hose on it, instead of the large one I got shoved up my butt. I could tell that Peter was nervous about doing his first enema in front of his parents. Slowly he placed the nozzle at his brothers' hole, and began to insert it. Billy remained silent. Wisely, Peter only allowed the water to flow out slowly. While the water was flowing into Billy's' abdomen, Cody stood in front of him. Cody kept his hands on Billy's' shoulders. Trey moved to the side of Billy and rubbed his stomach from beneath. Cody slowly sank to his knees, his crotch directly in front of Billy's mouth. Moving his hands to his loincloth, Cody produced his cock and moved it into Billy's' mouth. Billy began tasting urine and swallowed like a good `boy'. Billy did the same to Trey. Both of the parents were amazed at what Billy had learned, and were equally proud of him.
When Peter was finished with the enema and cleaning of Billy's hole and legs, he went and picked up the grease logs. The mother moved in even closer to watch. Everyone knew that Billy was a virgin. Everyone knew that this was really going to hurt like hell. By now the logs were not frozen but still quite firm, as Peter placed the first one at the entrance. Billy instinctively took a deep breath and as he exhaled, Peter started the log on its' way into the hole. Perhaps being semi-frozen helped Billy take the log a lot better. His mother gasped as the log totally disappeared into her `boy'. The second log went in with a bit of difficulty and Billy moaned in pain. Not bad for his first time.
Peter looked up at Master as if to say, two is enough. Master spoke telling Peter that two is ok for now. "I think you should get the last two in, Peter!"
exclaimed his mother. "A little pain now, will help your `boy' out in the future, Peter." The look on Billy's face said it all. Terror!
Trey sat down next to Billy and Cody stayed at the front of him. The third log went in slowly, as Billy began to cry. I know what Billy went through, and believe me two logs are great. Anymore than that will hurt. Finally the third
log vanished inside of the hole. The fourth log took even longer to disappear but it finally did. Billy sucked up his pain and remained still, allowing his body to adjust. I think Master was also very pleased with Billy.
"By the way, does Peter get enemas? Mrs. Parker asked. Master answered by saying that Cody gives himself enemas twice a day.
"Well, I think that Peter should receive his first enema today as well. Perhaps when we return tonight his father and I will clean him out real, really good." She said. Dr. Parker agreed quickly with his wife. I noticed a nice stiffy beneath Dr. Parkers pants.
"I can't wait to see what else they learn and see today" said the mother. " Tonight will be so much `fun' she said. " boy does your tummy feel full?" "Do you feel good?" "Do you need to pee-pee? Billy nodded in the affirmative. While Billy stayed in his proper position, Cody slid under him and took his smooth, velvet head into his own mouth and Billy let lose a river of urine into him.
Well, Dr. Parker, I know you both have a lot to do and see today, with open houses and all, so perhaps we shouldn't be keeping you any longer. I have prepared a list of items Peter and his boy' will need for their stay here. I have also drawn a map with directions from your hotel on how to locate the store where the items are. As a courtesy, I have faxed the order into the store, so hopefully they will have it ready when you arrive there. Take your time and look around that store, as you may find other items of interest. Oh yes, I hope you both looked over the photo's I presented to you yesterday and have selected something nice for Peter's `boy'." Master inquired.
"Yes, we have selected a good number from the pictures we had to look at, and we found another one early this morning while we did a bit of `web surfing' . Dr. Parker commented. Handing the photos back to Master in addition to the one they printed out, Master looked at the selections and said "Most appropriate and extremely pleasing to the eyes. Does this note go with the photos?" The parents nodded yes. "Excellent for sure and all will be done by your return."
With that, the Parkers said their goodbyes and left. Which, was perfect timing as I heard the sounds and voices of slaves, guest and masters coming into the stable.
Master took the photos and the note, handing them to Cody for safekeeping. Master permitted Cody to look at the photos and the note. "I doesn't get any better than this," Cody commented as he put them in my kit bag.
Master directed Billy to a position in front of me, but closer to the wall than me. He was instructed to kneel, and to remain kneeling unless Peter or Trey told him to move. He also was to keep his eyes exclusively on me, as I hung there being used and trained.
Master made sure that Peter had also heard the directions given to Billy. Master also left a few orders for Trey. Cody appeared into my sight holding two long leather strips. Master took one strip from Cody and approached my sac. The first word in my brain was SHIT. "Since `boys' orbs look somewhat deflated from his saline, it's best to keep stretching them again." Master made sure that both Trey and
Peter were watching as he tightly wound my nads separate. This time, Master was added extra wraps around each nad. With the loose end of the leather strips he reached up and looped them through the same rings that were keeping my wrists spread high and wide. Once each nad was wrapped and the strips put thru their respective rings, Master gave a steady pull on the strips and my nads went into orbit. I screamed through my gag and tried to ease the pain by getting on my tiptoes. I shouldn't have done that. When Master saw what I was doing he pulled even harder and then tied the strips in a knot, to each other. So now if I wanted to get back on the balls of my feet, I would be stretching my nads tremendously and I knew right away that I was in deep shit.
Master said he would return later, turned and walked away. Two slaves dressed in their loincloths began pushing the walls back, allowing all those entering to get a fantastic view of our entire area. One of the masters came in to check out how I was prepared and made some favorable comments to Cody. The master noticed that the chain was still attached to my collar hanging down to my dick and beyond. Turning to Cody he asked, "may I?" Cody politely replied, " Yes Sir". The master acquired a thick piece of rope, which he attached to the chain. Then, taking the chain and rope directly horizontal from my neck, going over and past the kneeling Billy, he attached the rope onto a large steel ring embedded in the wall. He pulled on the rope to assure that my neck and head were now affixed so that my head wouldn't move, even if my body did (or could).
It was mostly new guest today, with only a small handful of repeats from yesterday. I think all the masters had passed through every stall, doing small things like they did to me. Today already started off good and I hoped that the
remainder would be equally as good. Well, good in what way? Good for whom? Trey was watching both Billy and myself. Cody was only watching me. Peter was
standing next to Billy, craning his neck to watch all those passing by, and trying to get a look at the other boys'. If only he realized that the position I was in last night, another boy' was in that same exact position today and so on. The only difference being what the guest wanted, needed or desired to do. Today there was no soft music playing and with the addition of natural light in the stable, it was easier to see; even into the darkest of corners.
The first guest that remained in our space was the one who ended up abusing me. Others stood by watching, as the male took a whip from the now uncovered cart. I tried to prepare for the whip, but some of you know, preparation is not something one can do easily. The first strike hit me square on my shoulders and the male worked his way down, avoiding my lower back. With a vengeance he attacked my butt and went down my legs until he got to my ankles; then he stopped. Several times during the training I lost my balance and my feet left the two stools, my nads exploded in pain and sweat was gushing out of my body. Thankfully I didn't have to swing to long, as Cody hurried over and put my
toes back onto the stools. When the whipping was over, some of the guest asked the male why he didn't work on my front. In reply he said " I'm not that
good yet and I wouldn't want to snag one of `boys' rings." "WELL I AM!" bellowed the voice. All the eyes were on the voice. The male came forward, taking the whip from the first male. This male couldn't have been more than thirty years old. He was dressed in leather pants, leather vest and a leather cap. His boots were highly polished. The male presented himself to my face saying that I should remember him for a long time to come. At this point my Master came in and stood by the back wall, watching the proceedings. I noticed a look of fear on the faces of Cody, Trey and Billy but Peter remained expressionless.
The male took up a position almost on top of Billy, then let the first strike
hit my chest, above the nipples. The second strike landed just below my nipples. Three more strikes on my abs stopping just above my pubic ring. His eyes not once left my body. He was transfixed in his mind, so he knew exactly what he was doing. Three hits each on each leg and he was done. A loud round of applause erupted. Guests came forward to look at all the marks and to shake his hand. During his whipping, I failed to notice that Cody had gone behind me and was holding my toes to the stools. Cody returned to his place and Master left our stall area. The group seemed to move on to the next boy' all at the same time, except for those returning' males from yesterday.
I could feel hands, groping my butt, right over where the whip had landed it' s marks. Then the hands pulled my cheeks apart and somebody was shoving a dildo up into me. Further and further it went, until it was completely inside me. The dildo began twisting, and moving back and forth. Over and over again different dildos where plunged inside my body, each perhaps by a different male. Each dildo was attacking my hole in a separate way from the previous one.
On a couple of occasions they shoved a bit to hard or to fast and I raised up higher on my toes, creating that pain in my nads. But every one of them was
heard making good comments about my hole and its new normal appearance. I heard the clear snap of the latex gloves. I felt the fingers and then the hand
enter my hole. The pressure wasn't to bad as the hand turned into a wrist, then some of the forearm. Billy was looking between my legs at the whole scene and appeared to be amazed at how a males hole could be trained to accept such a thing. Peter likewise was paying close attention. I thought Trey was going to dump a wad in his shorts, by the looks of the tent he was sporting. Another snap of the glove and the first hand pulled out and the second one entered me. After he was done, no other hands went inside me. Four of the guest came around to my front. So excited and boned, they dropped their pants and shorts and began jerking their turkeys. I couldn't look down to well, but I knew when they exploded. Sperm went everywhere and a lot of it hit my legs and crotch area. When finished with their debasement, they pulled their clothes up and left the space. Cody took some cloth towels and wiped the sticky stuff off of my body.
The sound of the dinner bell, meant a break for me. Cody sent Trey out to bring back the meal for Billy and myself. Billy ate his a little faster now than his first meal. As expected Peter cleaned off his face for him. Cody had Trey remove my gag and spoon-feed me my meal. Before Billy could drink his water, Peter had him move forward, position himself by my plumbing and swallow the contents of my bladder. Not a word was spoken nor was eye contact made. Billy returned and slurped up all of his water. The meals were done and the bowls removed. My gag was put back in place. Cody told Trey that he was going out for his meal and he would bring their meals back when he returned. Trey and Peter began instantly comparing the mental notes each tried to keep in their head. I listened intently as did Billy. Master stopped in on His way to mealtime and saw that everyone and everything was ok and left without saying a word.
A not so familiar sound came close to our stall and stopped. Shortly a slave was delivering meals to all who were left in the stalls. He brought each of the males a tray of wonderful smelling and great looking food. Trey and Peter sat down on the straw, next to Billy and ate their meals. Soon the slave was back picking up the empty trays.
Cody returned and said that the masters decided to deliver the meals that way
instead of the `hit and miss method' so he had hoped that their meal was ok.
Master then stuck his head in the stall and asked the 3 males to come out into the hallway. Billy just looked at me as I tried to bend my head far down enough to look at him.
The three returned. Billy got the first glimpse of their facial expressions and even Billy didn't look good. Peter returned to Billy and whispered something into his ear. Cody and Trey were just staring at me with glazed eyes. Something wasn't going to be so good. I am learning to read faces and eyes well now. Both the males came forward and hugged my legs and waist, careful not to bang into my nads. Both of them backed away and silent tears were running down their cheeks. Quickly they rubbed the tears away, but the red eyes remained. Cody went to his side of the stall and knelt. Trey moved away from me and stood next to Peter, who did not have red eyes or tears.
Master walked in with the master from Friday night. I knew this wasn't going to be good. The other master handled my nads like a professional wrestler. He
commented to Master that he would "love to do it". LOVE WHAT? Any way I looked at it, I was sentenced to more agony. The master brought with him his doctor's bag. Soon it was clear what was going on. Two saline bags were hung on each side of my head. Clear tubing was attached to each bag. Since my nads were already pulled tight, while separated the master thought it would be good to fill each one separately as well. The master took some surgical tape and wrapped it around my scrotum, between my sac stretcher and my separated nads. I could tell that the tape was pulled super tight, just by what feeling I could mentally discover. Each nad got a needle stick and the tubing was attached to the needle. The flow was adjusted and my Master came forward to check out the installation. Master then removed the leather strips that were holding my nads up and out. At least that was some relief. Suddenly, Master took those same strips and attached them to my ankle cuffs. When he pulled the leather strips tight, he pulled real hard and I screamed the best I could muster up. I began to sweat and get light headed. The other master literally came up to me and laughed in my face. So now I was going to have stretched and bull ball training all over again. I now knew, understood, the desire and need to have such a scrotum. It would be something that the other `boys' didn't have.
Cody and Trey returned to my sides trying to assure me that everything was ok, by massaging my body everywhere there wasn't a whip mark. Peter was with Billy trying to comfort him as well. I hadn't noticed the tears and silent cries from Billy while he was watching this horror take place. This just made me more determined not to break down mentally. I would always need my mental alertness.
As the guest returned from their meal, I think that every single one of them stopped in to see what was going on. They must have been told about it during
their meal break. Hell, some of them were still walking around with glasses of wonderful smelling ice tea.
A couple of them commented to my Master that they had enjoyed the day, but had to be getting back home and prepare for their shift at the "Center". Master bid them a good evening and they left. I didn't think much time had passed since my day started, but apparently it had.
Master then asked Peter and Trey to `retrieve' a platform that wasn't being used. While they were gone, Master had Billy move to a different location.
Master then asked Billy if he had learned anything so far and Billy replied with a silent yes'. Master asked him if his knees were ok and again the silent yes'. Master asked him several more questions, each getting the yes' response. Some of the questions asked were of the mentally probing' kind.
The two males returned carrying a platform and Master told them exactly where to set it. It was set in front of me, far enough away that I could see the whole platform. Master commanded Cody to clean the top and Cody dutifully tended to his task. I didn't recall anything like a suspended `boy' and a platform in the same stall yesterday. So I just guess we were going to have something different today.
"Peter, would you kindly place your body upon the platform, face up", Master
requested. Peter complied without hesitation. Master had Trey and Cody adjust his body so that his feet were flat on the table and his butt entrance at the very edge. I couldn't see Billy at all, so I hoped he was ok.
"Ah, here you are!" boasted the ringmaster. "My, My! Doesn't your `boy' look wonderful today. And whom do we have here upon the sacrificial altar?" He laughed. Peters eyes were about to bulge out of their sockets. The ringmaster
turned to me and looked at my nads, filling with saline. "This will be an interesting job to say the least," he said. "I'm almost certain that your `boy ' will spring a leak or two by the time I'm done."
Master didn't say a word, but he did show him two photos. He pointed to Peter
laying there. The ringmaster produced his little kit and laid it on the platform. Master told Peter his parents `good news'. Peter was to get his nipples pierced, a guiche ring and his ears done. Peter remained still, frozen with the news that his parents didn't even tell him about this event. Master informed Peter not to worry, the rings were not going to be big like mine are. I don't think that mattered to Peter, but maybe it did.
Then, without notice or warning the Parkers came running into the stall. " Sorry about this", Dr. Parker said. "My wife and I decided it would be better for Peter and his `boy' if we were here when they got ringed. I hope it's ok,"
he asked. Master replied that it was, and in fact was quite nice of them to think that way.
"It will be a few minutes before the ringing begins, so if you haven't eaten
yet..." Master started to say but was cut a little short. "Oh no, we're fine, thanks," said Mrs. Parker.
" Oh and if you wish, while we wait, you can look at the items we brought back, plus the few that we found there that we liked as well," commented Dr. Parker. Damn, was daddy Doc getting into his role, or what! Before we couldn't get mother to quiet down and now daddy-o is on a roll. Geezish. Master was handed the 3 bags, which appeared to be almost full. The Parker folks didn't even say hell-o to their sons. Hell, they didn't even look at Billy.
Master looked over the items in each bag and commented that all looked in order and that the items they had picked out will come in nice and handy, starting now. Master took one item out of the bag and asked Dr. Parker if he wanted the honors and he said perhaps Peters mother should do it. Master handed the item to Mrs. Parker and both Master and her approached Peter. Dr. Parker got close enough to watch the whole thing.
Master spoke to Peter. " Now then Peter, your parents want you to be ringed for a good reason. Small rings such as you are going to receive soon as symbols of your life and your own understanding of it. The smaller rings should remain a constant reminder to your young mind and body that you are striving to be the best master you can be. So there is nothing to worry about. When you feel the guiche ring that too is a reminder that your body has the same hole as your `boy'. But, your hole should always remain a very sacred place. There should be no entry there unless you need it, want it or desire it. And the ring your mother is going to put on you is a proud reminder of your status in the house. You should wear it proudly, as I know you will. You will get used to it quickly.
With that said, Master stepped aside a little and the mother approached Peter. She seemed to know exactly what to do. In her hand was a silver ring. It was two inches in diameter and one inch wide. She slid the ring over Peter's scrotum, pulling the flesh and orbs through one at a time. Then she took hold of her sons' penis for the first time in about 17 years and started to push the penis head through the ring. Once the head was through she got a firmer grip on his penis and finished pulling it through. After some tugging here and there she had the ring in place. Peter sat up on his elbows and looked at his new cock ring. His mother and father, both of them, kissed Peter on the forehead. Then his father gave him another little peck, right on the lips.
"Billy, come see your masters new ring and how proudly he displays his scrotum and penis." Dr. Parker commanded. Billy rose and stood next to Peter's waist looking at the new ring. "He is displaying this for you. So that you will always remember that his penis and scrotum are for you to worship." Billy stood silent. "Now `boy', said Dr. Parker, " I think it is only proper that you show Peter some respect,"
Billy didn't need to be told what to do. He leaned in a kissed the scrotum, kissed the penis head. Then he swallowed the penis completely within his own mouth. Billy was not sucking on the penis. He had never done that before. He was just holding it in his mouth.
The ringmaster was well beyond being ready to start the piercings. So he told my Master that it would be ok if the mouth covered the penis during piercing and Master consented to it. Billy started licking the penis and the penis began to harden. The ringmaster did both ears and Peter didn't even flinch. When the nipples were done, Peter jerked and hollered out a little. When the guiche ring was put in he hardly moved, but he knew it had been done. What everyone, except a few, didn't know was that Peter emptied his bladder into Billy' s stomach during the piercings. The ringmaster told Peter that a guiche ring heals better and faster if he didn't wear a lot of clothes the first week. His parents said that going naked for a week wouldn't be a problem.
Dr. and Trey helped Peter off the platform. Peter went wobble knees for a second or two while his blood flow returned. Both parents complimented Peter on his continuing changes. Master asked Peter to follow him out into the aisle way, which he did.
While Master was talking to Peter, the Parkers were looking at me and touching my whip marks. They were even fondling my nads. Then they went to my backside and inspected my hole. Mrs. Parker exclaimed that it looked like a horse had been up inside me. Dr. Parker explained how my hole got to its present condition, why it was needed to be this way, and that for some `boys' this is most normal in appearance. She understood and seemed to of approved of that explanation. Now they returned to my nads and the mother was asking questions and the Doctor was doing well in answering them. Cody had finished cleaning off the platform and the ringmaster was preparing all for Billy. Poor Billy had no clue what was coming. Billy was just kneeling near me, absorbing every word his parents spoke.
Master and Peter returned but stopped short, so they could retrieve some items from the bags. Master called the parents over and explained to them that a very serious ceremony was about to take place and that neither of them would be allowed to say a word. They didn't understand completely but they agreed. Master had Trey pull all the walls back so that our space was in total privacy. Trey even slid the front one closed.
Master walked up to young Billy and asked him to mount the platform and to sit so that his legs were over the edge of the table. Billy did as told. Now he was facing me so I could see what was going on. Master went back and put some items in his hands and Trey had items in his hands as well. Both approached Billy and Billy had a look of terror on his face. Master gave Trey a very odd look and Trey froze solid. Cody already knew. I sure didn't.
Peter approached and stood firmly in front of his brother. "Billy, now you know, that I love you and always have. Now the time has come for me to ask you, to tell you, that I want you to become my proper `boy'. I want to be your master. We both have much to learn and we shall learn together. So now I desire to place my collar upon your neck and claim you as mine."
Billy smiled and leaned forward towards Peter. Peter produced a good looking iron collar and placed it around Billy's neck. Closing the collar he took a small padlock and secured it to the collar. Billy reached up and felt the smoothness and weight of the collar and smiled back at Peter. "Thank you Master,"
Billy said.
"The collar is a reminder to you that you are meant to serve and to pleasure your master and your family. The cuffs you are going to receive shall remind you of your bonding with master." With that said, Peter installed iron cuffs,
identical to mine on Billy's wrists and ankles.
"The ring you are about to receive shall be worn with pride. It shall serve as a reminder to you that your cock and balls belong to me. The ring will keep your cock and balls properly displayed for viewing and for my enjoyment. The ring will assure you that when you move about, that your master is always with you. With that, Peter put on Billy's cock and ball ring. It was spiked like mine, but not quite as wide. It looked fantastic on Billy.
"Now boy, I desire and need to have some of you within me." With that said Peter leaned over and took Billy's dick into his own mouth. Damn! Billy let go and Peter swallowed every drop of Billy's nectar. Finished, Peter stood erect and gave Peter a nice kiss.
"And so there is no mistake when it comes to who controls your penis, I am placing this splint on it so that the hand can not touch the skin, unless I remove it." Peter produced the splint. He slid it down the whole shaft and put the balls through it as well. The penis was covered now, in a lightweight splint, and the nads stood out even further. Peter seemed pleased. Billy was beaming. Billy's dick was now and forever sticking straight out.
Peter gave Billy one more public show of affection and then the parents came forward with tears in their eyes kissed their sons.
The ringmaster kind of muscled his way in to congratulate Billy and Peter. Trey and Cody were likewise in tears and both of them got to Billy and Peter and hugged and kissed them both. Everyone stood aside at Billy's wishes, and Billy sat there, teary eyed, staring right into my eyes. He scooted off the table, went to my Master and knelt. Billy kissed the boots of my Master. Master pulled Billy to standing and kissed him firmly on the lips. Billy returned to me. Trey and Peter lifted Billy onto their shoulder so he was eye level with me. He hugged me and kissed my cheek over and over again. He whispered to me, " I love you boy." He was lowered to the ground and he went back to sitting on the table.
Billy took it upon himself to lay back on the platform. Peter and Trey bound his wrists to the sides. They placed his feet firmly on the table and bound his ankles. Cody bound his head. Master bound his chest and abs. The parents moved to the back wall, out of the way.
The ringmaster started at the ears and worked his way down. I guess Billy was
still high on adrenalin. He hardly flinched when the nipples were done. Peter then realized that if Billy got a Prince Albert ring, that the splint couldn 't come off unless the ring was removed. Peter smiled the whole time Billy was yipping while getting his dick ringed. The guiche ring came next and that wasn't too bad. The ringmaster looked at Peter and showed him another ring along with the photo. Peter nodded and then the ringmaster went to work driving a hole in Billy's septum. Billy fainted from the pain, and when he regained his awareness he found that his snout ring was identical to mine. Dr. Parker came forward to the ringmaster, thanked him, shook his hand and within his hand was a wad of money for the job just performed. With all the experience in caring for body rings there wasn't much worry about infections, Master would make sure of that. Billy was released from the platform and helped down so his feet were flat on the straw floor. He quickly discovered the spikes on the cinch ring and the wide ring down by his ass. He moved his legs apart real fast! His mind started to feel the heaviness of the rings. All of the rings, he discovered, were identical to mine.
The ringmaster came to me next. He asked if I could be released and laid on the platform. Master bluntly told him no. I had forgotten what he was scheduled to do to me. The ringmaster put grommets in my two rings on the dick and a grommet for my guiche ring. He stretched my pubic piercing and gave me a much larger ring. He glanced at Trey then over to my Master. He began piercing the underside of my penis fitting it with a large ring at the base and decreasing the ring size at he approached the end. All the rings were 6 gauge, the largest was 1.5" in diameter the smallest one 3/4th an inch. They each had the same size bead. He had just completed a perfect `frenum ladder'. Knowing about the wand that was being made for me, ringmaster had to make a large hole near the bottom edge of my dick. He stuck something along side my catheter just before he poked a hole in my dick. To keep the hole open and healing he placed a small diameter Prince Albert ring in my dick, BUT it was a struggle getting it in and past my catheter. Job complete. NOT... The ringmaster took out some weird looking forceps. He gently grasps my right nad and got a fair amount of skin in between his fingers. He placed the clamp on the skin and quickly stuck a needle through, followed by yet another thick, large ring. He did the same to the left nad and this time I created a panic in the stall when I passed dead out. I don't know who, or how but when I came too, I was lying on the floor with my feet slightly elevated. The ringmaster wasn't there, nor Master. Just the Parkers, Billy and Peter, Trey and Cody. They were all sitting around me, except for the parents who found it best to sit on the platform. I didn't have my gag in but my nads were still separated and full of saline. I was moved so that my head was in Trey's lap and I felt secure and wanted. I could hear others, again, getting decorated by the ringmaster and I blocked out that sound. Dr. Parker came over to see how I was doing and he seemed pleased with my pulse rate and skin color. I caught the stare from Billy and it came complete with a smile.
Mrs. Parker inquired if Peter was still set for his cleaning and Cody replied in the affirmative. The pail and straw had already been brought in while I was out cold. Cody and Peter took the platform out of the stall. Upon their return Cody put down the new straw and the both of them hung the full five-gallon pail. I had wondered originally if Peter thought the cleaning would be forgotten about. Peter went down on all fours. Dr. Parker placed a pad over Peters new guiche ring, to keep it dry. Trey went over and politely pulled Peters knees so far apart that Peter's head went right to the floor. Mrs. Parker told Peter how nice he looked like that, which embarrassed poor Peter. Billy came over and knelt with his new master. Mrs. Parker took the nozzle and just shoved it right in, and Peter jumped a bit. Dr.Parker told Peter to remain still and take it like a man. Mrs. Parker started in on Peter as well. She wanted to make sure Peter knew how he felt when he would be cleaning out his `boy' . She increased the flow to almost wide open and Peter's stomach started to distend quite nicely. Dr Parker looked up and noticed the pail was almost empty. He went over to his wife and handed her a small buttplug. When the tube went empty she removed the nozzle and shoved the plug in dry. Peter let out a loud scream but breathed his way back to something near normal. She told Peter to relax and enjoy the feeling of the water and the plug. She told Billy he would be cleaning up the dirty straw and cleaning his masters body. She grabbed one of Billy's hands and put it over Peters hole. Then she yanked the plug out and the liquid flew out, bouncing off of Billy's hand and dropping to the straw below. When Peter was empty, Billy moved the dirty straw out of the way and cleaned his masters' hole and legs. Billy then took the dirty straw and placed it in a wheelbarrow just outside the stall. Peter felt empty yet he felt pleased that he had now experienced his first cleaning. Mrs.Parker looked at her husband and inquired if he desired anything else. He thought it would be nice if Billy would clean his masters' hole again this time with his tongue. Billy complied without hesitation or reservation. I think Billy wanted to appear eager and willing, just like me.
It was now that Master returned and was told of Peter's enema. Master said that Peter should now understand the need and the feelings of receiving enemas. The last meal of the weekend was now ready and Master asked the Parkers to join him. All of the us were told to remain in the stall and our meals would be brought in to us. Being in the stall without Master or the Parkers allowed us some `free time' to chat amongst ourselves, which turned out to be very informative for all of us.
However, Master had planned what he was going to speak with the Parkers about. Master was going to control the conversation, not them. Master started off by asking them what they thought so far of the changes in their sons. Both of them were very happy and excited over the changes. Master explained that the two boys were experiencing the `real world' now and not just the parental
domination at the ranch. Master told them that Peter is off to a great start on becoming a master, and that they should remember that Billy is now a `boy'
for Peter first, and a `slave' for them when he is not with his master.
Master then asked them both if there was anything that they thought should of
happened today, that disappointed them. The Parkers seemed pleased so far. They understood that weekends are not really meant for new masters and slaves, so much as for the group'. They also understood that most weekends do not have guests'.
Master asked them if there was anything that they would like boy' or master ' to be exposed to this evening and the coming days at Master's home. Dr. Parker started off by saying that he desired the boy' to learn proper oral gratification this week. The boy' should be exposed to anal penetration' as well. Both of the parents agreed that boy' should be taught that licking clean his masters' rectum is proper. Master told them that all this would be taught within the week, but that a bit more bonding between the two of great importance. He explained in detail what He meant by bonding'.
Mrs. Parker had several questions, which Master found interesting and most exciting. She wondered if boy' could get a hole that would look normal', as
she thought mine was so cute'. Master assured her that the boy' could have such; and she asked for that transformation to begin when appropriate. Master agreed.
She also asked about the nipple stretching. She felt very strongly about it and wanted boy' to have the longest nipples possible. Master told her that such stretching; in order to be semi-permanent' takes a lot of time, patience and pain. She, again, asked for the stretching to begin.
Like the nipples, she asked about the scrotum. She wondered if boy' would be better off without them. Master told her all the pro's and con's of removing the testicles. She opted not to pursue the removal, however; since the scrotum was going to remain she thought it would be nice to have them enlarged, like mine. Master agreed and said that a normal boy', in his opinion, should always have enlarged testicles.
Several more areas were discussed as the meal continued. Both of the parents continued to follow along with everything Master said. Master conveyed to them that from what he has seen of the bonding and fellowship of "our own little
group" that Peter and Billy would learn quickly and that the time spent will be good for all of them. Master was on a mission again.
Master felt that their shorts visits here this weekend were good for their sons, and them. Master told them that perhaps they should NOT return to the stable after their meal. Master invited them to His home for their meals tomorrow, before they flew back north the day after. Master thanked them for bringing the needed items today, plus the few extra ones, like the splint. Master made a suggestion for them to re-visit that store tomorrow if they had time and take another look around. He told them that after breakfast in the morning, He would give them a tour of His home and training area (s).
The Parkers seemed agreeable with all of Masters suggestions. Master had ` baked the cake' and tomorrow He would be putting on the icing; and the Parkers hadn't even noticed a thing.
The meal done, conversations over; the Parkers got in their rental car and drove back to the hotel.
Master returned to us, to find us all either standing or kneeling properly. He commented that He was extremely proud of all of us. Since it had been a long and emotional, painful and even stressful day; Master told us to prepare the stall for our departure. The stall was to be left clean and spotless and all items put back in their proper places. Every one of us was glad to know, the weekend party' was coming to a close. Master stood silently, as we all began to move about. Suddenly Master spoke in a stern and demanding voice. "I don't recall, telling the boys' to help clean and straighten up". Billy and myself went directly to our knees, head on the floor.
Billy and I remained in our proper positions all the way to the vehicle. Damn
sure glad Master got his big suv for Cody. We need it now, for sure. Trey and Peter put our belongings into the very back. Trey took my chain leash and got me into the very last seat and he sat right next to me. In front of us sat Billy and Peter. Cody drove, as Master just sat there, thinking, pondering thoughts of today and tomorrow.
Trey was very kind to me on the trip back to the house. He quietly spoke to me. He stroked my body and did a lot of `lip locking'. I think the things he whispered in my ear were the best words I had heard in a long time.
End of Part 21
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