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Canal Hike:
Chapter One, The beginning:
I was determined to spend the next three weeks hiking the canal trail in New York. I was twenty years old, in my second year of college and kind of in a funk. I just didn't know where I fit in the world and this solitude should clear my mind. What had started out as a beautiful day was fast deteriorating into a serious rainstorm? There was a mist in the air and the sky was fast turning black with clouds. I knew the sky would soon open up with rain and there was no shelter anywhere around. It was raining harder now and with a clap of thunder it poured. In a matter of minutes I was drenched to the skin; it felt like someone was throwing buckets of water at me. I saw through the torrents a small path leading into the woods and thought, well just maybe it led to shelter. I followed it for a while and could see a building in the distance. As I got closer I saw it was a log cabin with a large, wide porch on it, the only thing I had seen within many miles. Soon I was standing under the porch roof soaked to the skin when I heard, "come on in boy before you freeze in those wet clothes. My name is Derek. The interior of the log cabin was simple; it was mostly just one big room. Even the bathroom area was open in the corner. There were large iron rings sticking out of the floor in places and I couldn't figure out what they were for.
"Why don't you get out of those wet clothes, take a shower and dry off. I'll get you something to wear while your stuff dries. I'll take my shower when you're done. This room isn't finished for company yet but the shower works." I felt funny undressing but I was so uncomfortable that I had to do it. He just sat down and watched me over the top of his magazine. The shower stall was conventional except for no walls so I had to be careful not to splash. The water was hot and wonderful. When I came out to dry off he was standing there in a robe to hand me a towel. I felt much better as I turned the warm water off and finally stepped from the stall. Amazing what a warm shower will do for you!
I dried off and reached for the clothes he had brought me. I was surprised when I picked up the underwear and robe. The Underwear was bikini style and a very sexy looking lilac color; it looked almost like my girlfriend's and the robe only came to mid-thigh and was silk with a small ribbon to tie it together. I hesitated but finally slipped the silky panty-like shorts up over my crotch. The Flimsy silky material was almost transparent and my cock and balls were pretty obvious. I put the robe on and stepped from the room. As I moved I liked the silky feel of the bikinis as they caressed my legs and the silk robe gently caressed my chest as I moved. I was actually starting to get an erection. " He was waiting to take his shower and he was standing nude except for his jockey shorts. I could not help but notice his body. He had very little fat and a very flat stomach. He was certainly not shy and as he turned toward me I saw his massive cock and balls move around their cotton bulge and settle back in place. His cock was the thickest I had seen in a long time and hung down like a large club just waiting to be used. It was soft but I knew he would go eight or nine inches when erect. Only in a XXX movie had I seen a piece of meat this big. I stood looking at his equipment until finally he spoke. "Mother Nature was good to me and blessed me with more than average tools." I blushed as he caught me staring.
"Alex, come here," he said, patting the bench next to him for me to sit. "There's a problem that we need to work out."
I instantly became nervous. This seemed a little bit strange. But Derek didn't look angry. What was going on? Was this a trap? Why did he want me to sit next to him?
With my heart pounding, I cautiously went to sit next to him. "I won't bite," Derek said, smiling that 15-megawatt smile of his. That removed all doubt. I would have walked through a desert with no water just to see that smile.
I sat down next to him, feeling the warmth from his body. This was the closest I had gotten to a man. He put his arm around me and I felt the strength of his grip.
"My problem, Alex," Derek said, "Is that I left my bitch back home when I came up here to write and I have sexual needs. Many sexual needs." My face was turning red. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"This is the problem," he said, and grabbed his crotch in one hand. A big slab of meat was outlined in his shorts. "And this is the solution." He caught me completely off guard. He grabbed my neck and pulled me down so that my face was in his crotch, his hard dick pressing against my cheek.
I think back on that moment now as the moment when everything could have changed. I could have said, "Fuck you. I'm NOT a cocksucker, what the hell are you doing?" He might have even expected that. Instead, I hesitated. And like all those who hesitate, I was lost.
After a few seconds of smelling crotch and feeling the heat from his cock and feeling the wet stickiness forming on my cheek, I started to say in a muffled, pathetic voice, "Derek, I'm not." and Derek started to laugh.
"You can try to protest, Alex, you can try. But right now, in this moment, we both know what you are and what you need." His strong hands were rubbing my face against his package.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I tried to say through mouthfuls of his jockey shorts.
"Yes you do," Derek said. "And whether you admit it to me now or later when my cock is in your ass or after you've eaten my cum or after I've loaned you out to one of my friends for them to use your mouth and ass, you WILL admit it. You need men, you need to service men. You need to suck cock and eat cum and eat assholes and get fucked. You are what I call an Omega male - the lowest man in the pack. You need Alpha males like me to put you in your place and to show you the ultimate fulfillment of what you know yourself to be. You need a man like me in your life to help you become what you want to be: the server of men, the pleaser of men."
My drool now covered the entire crotch of his shorts. I could have said something, should have said anything to protect my pride but I remained speechless, controlled by this man.
"You may admit this in the form of a grunt when you suck my cock or a plea for me to fuck you harder. We will both know exactly what it means, because I had you pegged as a cocksucker from the second you walked through that door all wet and shivering."
"All this talk has made me horny," Derek said. "Take my shorts off but don't you dare suck my cock yet."
I could have denied anything up to this point, this man had coerced me, I didn't know what he meant, we were just fooling around. But this, voluntarily taking his shorts off would mean that he was right about everything, would be part of the admission he was looking for. My hesitation was as short as a heartbeat, and then his shorts were off.
"Good little cocksucker," he said, and I could tell he was smirking. "Now smell right here." He pointed to where his leg met his crotch. "I want you to remember that smell; it's one that you're going to know quite well very soon. It's the smell of the man who lords it over you, the man who controls you, and the man who knows what you want more than you do sometimes, your Master. Do you understand?" I inhaled deeply, and was rewarded with a heady smell, like all the best parts of a men's locker room, and like a room smells after sex. It was distinct to Master Derek, and I knew I would always associate this smell with the man who now surely controlled me.
"Good, cocksucker," Derek almost purred. "Now strip and get on your knees. You should get very familiar with this position, too."
I did as he ordered, and he stood over me. Standing tall and nude Derek looked more spectacular than even I had thought. A beautiful man's face on top of a man's body, broad shoulders, meaty pecs, defined abs which came down in a V which pointed all of my attention to his crotch and the bulging package there.
"My first wish is to give you something, which symbolizes your devotion to me. You will wear this, whenever we are together. Got that?", he glared into my eyes. Again, all I could say was, "Yes sir." He produced a black leather dog type collar and a chain leash that was attached. "On your knees, now." I fell to my knees, and he put the collar around my neck, snapping the three fasteners, making it snug enough that I knew it was there, and yet, not cutting off the air flow in my throat.
"Now, you are my whore, my slut, and my bitch, to use, as I want. Tell me what you are." Well, I was taken aback, just a little, and didn't answer quickly enough for his liking, and he screamed at me, "Well, tell me what you are, slut." He was right down in my face, glaring into my eyes, holding the leash in his left hand, and pointing his finger inches from my face. I was afraid he was going to hit me, and cause me some real pain. I have to say, here, I am not a happy camper when it comes to pain. I'm a wuss, a baby, a pussy, when pain is involved. So, I quickly said, "I'm your cocksucker, your bitch, your slave slut, and you can use me as you want." He retorted, "Tell me you want me to use you. Tell me you are only good for my pleasure. Tell me you want to please me, no matter what."
He was forcing me to tell him these things, to have me totally submit to him. I could only say what he wanted; I had no choice, at that moment. "Please Sir use me as you wish. I need to be used by such a strong powerful man like you. I want to please you anyway I can, I am here for your pleasure, and only your pleasure." I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but, he had me where he wanted me, his power had been proven, with just his words.
No force, really, just his demeanor, his voice, his manliness, his inward strength, had transformed me into his willing slave.
"Now we're going to take this slowly," Kiss it, right above my cock. You'll soon learn to worship every part of my body.You'll love my body, every inch." I kissed his pubic patch, his curly hairs tickling my lips and nose. His scent was strong here.
"Look at my cock, its now your Master." I could see the Veins that crisscrossed his big and thick cock. Numbers about its length and girth do not do justice to the power, weight and sheer masculinity of his cock. It was the true embodiment of manhood. My hunger to touch and taste it now became foremost in my mind.
Above me, he started to chuckle. "You are not the first boy to have that look on your face when you've seen my cock with your mouth watering. Swallow, bitch. You're about to drool."
"Kiss the head," Derek said. I reached up to touch it. "DO NOT touch it." He barked. "Use Only your lips. Kiss my cock."
I did as he told, my hands coming to rest on his furry thighs. I kissed just the tip, and his cock jumped. My own cock jumped; he liked this. As my lips pulled back, and string of precum from his cock followed, stretching between us, connecting me to Derek.
Derek's smile was more reward than I could have expected. His grin became his face, and I felt his cock throb, leaving a spot of precum on my chin.
"You and I are going to get along very well slave boy," he said. "Now, my balls." They had a light sprinkling of hair on them, and one hung lower than the other.
He lifted his hard cock out of my face. "Suck them, both at the same time. I want to see you struggle to get them in your mouth."
I licked his balls, knowing that his cum and my reward was inside. I covered my teeth with my lips and gently put his first nut in my mouth, filling it almost completely. As I tried to get his second nut in my mouth, my teeth scraped against his ballsac. He winced and raised his hand as if to hit me, anger flaring in his eyes.
"Treat them better, or you will pay, bitch," he said, his voice laced with anger and warning. Finally, I was able to get his second ball in my mouth, my cheeks puffing out obscenely. I had to breathe through my nose. Derek groaned, his eyes closed, and his hand dropped to his side, his pleasure obvious. He dropped his hard cock and it slapped me in the forehead, leaving a trail of precum in my hair. I stared at his gorgeous face past his cock.
"This is the way the world should be," he said. "My balls in a cocksucker's mouth and both of us looking forward to a blowjob."
"Now I will tell you about the contract we are forming, you and I. This cock," he said, lifting his dick up and letting it smack down on my face, "Is now your responsibility. Any time I want to cum, you will be there to make it happen. Any time I feel like sticking my cock in a hot mouth or ass, it will be yours that it will fill, unless I chose another convenient hole, or unless you don't deserve my cock at that time. You will know my schedule and my cock's schedule. Any time you receive a hint from me, you will respond to where I am and you will service me how I want. I know cock hounds like you need to get off sometimes to keep the interest up, and I will let you beat your pathetic meat sometimes. But your wants and your cock will never get in the way of me getting what I want. If you violate these conditions, you may never get to touch this cock or me again. That should be a worse punishment than anything else I can think of. Are we clear?" I nodded my head up and down carefully, making sure not to yank on his balls too much.
"Good, cocksucker. To think that I was lucky enough to get a cocksucking visitor like you." He pulled my mouth off of his balls. "Enough foreplay." He jammed my still-open mouth down on his cock, all the way down so that my nose hit his pubes and I had to concentrate to not gag on the huge cock now filling my mouth and throat. I could feel Derek groan as he held my head tight against his body.
"I appreciate the value of a good cocksucker, and I can tell you're one already." I tried to pull off his cock to say something. I tried to pull off of Master's cock, but his strong arms held me fast.
"Not so fast, bitch," he snarled. What some guys don't understand is that, while you're a whore, you're a valuable whore. Guys like me need guys like you to get our rocks off. Some are too quick to judge. I might let others use you also. We'll see."
Master Derek was now bobbing my head up and down on his cock, from head to base. I gagged once, but Derek pressed on. He was using my mouth to masturbate.
"What you also don't yet understand is that for some of you slave boys, the ass is the real prize. Lots of guys will suck a cock, but I bet that you eat ass real nice. My ass needs eating almost as often as my cock needs sucking, so you're in luck, bitch. You're going to have to earn a chance to taste my ass, slave."
"You're already almost as good as the cocksucker I had at home," Derek said, and my ears perked up. "It took me four years to train him to suck cock this good. You must have had a lot of practice servicing real men's cocks." I wondered who this guy was whom Derek had trained as I slobered up and down on his cock. That must have been how he knew what I needed so well; he had found another guy to service him in his home town, away from his cabin. Where was that guy now, I wondered.
I had little time to wonder, as Master's cock was demanding all of my attention. I ran my hands slowly up his legs until I was grabbing his perfect ass cheeks in my hand. They were covered with a little bit of hair, not too much and very fine, with more in the crack of his ass. He had been right about that at this time I really did want to taste his ass more than anything else on his body, with the possible exception of his cum. I guess I was meant to be a slave, I certainly felt like one.
Master Derek's cock began expanding in my mouth, and his breathing became faster. "I'm about to cum, slave boy," he said, "But you are not going to eat it just yet. When I tell you to, you pull your cock sucking mouth off of my cock, and you are going to catch all of my cum on your face. Are we clear?" I nodded my mouth yes around a throatful of cock.
His cock got impossibly large in my mouth, and I feared for a moment that I wouldn't be able to take it out of my mouth when the time came.
"Here it comes, bitch, catch it all!" he moaned. I pulled off quickly but left my face at the head of his dick, forming a target for his spunk. His first blast squirted hard into my forehead and ran down into my eye. Derek bucked wildly but I kept my face right there. He was beautiful as he came, the embodiment of masculinity, the muscles all up and down his torso thrashing as he brought himself off, his head thrown back, and the grunts from his gut as he shot his hot load onto my face and lips.
All too quickly, he was done. His hand slowed down and then stopped jacking his beautiful cock. He walked away towards the bed and knelt on the edge of the bed, his ass towards me, and I got my first look at his ass in the flesh, unobstructed by any clothing. Perfectly symmetrical, the crack darkened by a light smattering of hair, his ass was porn star quality, and I wanted to bury my face in the crevice for about four days.
He got on all fours and looked at me through his legs. His ass, balls, and dangling cock were all visible, a picture burned forever into my memory.
"Come here, you slave bitch," he said, his voice deeper and more relaxed after cumming. "Come here and bring those cummy lips." I waddled over, still on my knees, wondering what the hell he had in store for me next.
"Smear your cummy face on my ass slut. I'm gonna give you a treat you'll never forget." I opened my hands and wiped my face on his ass; into that dark crack of his. I was amazed at the heat I felt from his hole.
"Eat, slave ," he said. "I know you want it. Eat my cum, lick my asshole. Eat a real man's cum from his hole. The smell and the taste of his ass and his cum mingled. He smelled of mansex and cum and everything that makes a man a man. After one lick of his hole covered with cum, I was hooked. His juices were still on my face, in my mouth and up my nose. I came from the shear eroticism of licking his cum from his ass.
"Yeah!" Derek shouted. " you cocksucking whore. this ass which you are going to worship every morning and every night, and you do what I tell you, bitch."
I cleaned up his ass and back and balls, savoring the slimy juices. Master got tired of being on all fours and lay down on his bed with me worshipping that perfect ass and eating cum. When I was done, I kissed each of his ass cheeks one last time, and started to walk to my bed. Derek sat up and patted the spot beside him on his bed. "Come here," he commanded, and there was no hesitation from me this time.
I sat next to him, and he looked at me. "You did well boy" he said, and then he did something, which surprised me more than anything he had done tonight. He patted my head like I was a favorite dog and motioned me to sit at his feet.
"I think its time for me to tell you where you stand boy so listen up. To me you're nothing more than a hole to stuff my cock in. Women have three holes while you have only two so you'll have to make up for it with enthusiasm. Make no mistake about it as my slave your only job will be to please me. Your natural condition will be to have a mouthful of cock. If I want my ass licked you will stick out your tongue, my piss will be your favorite drink. I'm not gay but as an Alpha male I do appreciate having a natural cocksucker slobber all over my cock whenever I want. It's your choice boy, do you want to serve me or continue your hike on the canal path? Answer me pig"
"I want to serve you Sir, to be your slave" I answered. "You realize that once you've agreed to be my slave your training commences and your mine. I want you naked in most cases but sometimes you'll have a jock strap on. Go get that bag over there and start putting on your slave leathers." In the bag I took out leather wrist and ankle cuffs that had iron rings sown into them, they strapped on tight and locked in place. When I took out the collar Master stood up and began locking it on my neck. "Once this collar is on you're my official body slave boy." I was flushed and hard as he locked it into place and Master noticed and laughed at my predicament. He put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to my knees.
Then, quickly, he grabbed the hair on top of my head. I gave a short gasp, but I did not resist. He moved my face into the crotch of his legs. I felt the roughness of his under short material rubbing my nose and my lips. I also felt his bulge beneath the cloth of his shorts and it was beginning to grow. Then he leaned over moving his hands down my back, pinched my butt, kneading the cheeks. I heard someone moan then I realized that someone was me!
Master pulled my hair back forcing my head back until my eyes were again looking up into his. He said, "This is what you want." It was a statement more than a question.
I heard myself say, "What you want is what I want, Sir."
He laughed at that and said, "Good answer, slave." My mind winced at that word, but I knew it was now an accurate description.
He continued. "When we are in private you will call me 'Sir' or 'Master'. Understood?"
I paused. "Understood?" he demanded.
"Y-Y-Yes, Master."
"Good. Now open your mouth."
I obediently opened my mouth. He leaned over and spit into my mouth. I instinctively recoiled. My eyes widened in shock as I tried to move away from him, but his hand in my hair forced me back close to him.
"What was that?" he asked. "You must learn to do what I want without question, without hesitation, without resistance. It is what I need. It is what you need."
"Yes, Master." I said quickly. "I'm sorry."
"Open your mouth."
I opened my mouth. My mind reeling, He leaned over again and again spit in my mouth. This time I did not react. He spat again. I lost myself gazing into his eyes. He smiled widely.
"Good. Very good. You may swallow, bitch."
Knowing it would please him, I pushed his spit back up to my lips before I let it slide back down my throat. When he saw that, he gave a low, almost animal, growl. Then he ordered me to open my mouth again and he pushed his finger into my mouth. I sucked his finger. Then I relaxed my jaw so he could probe my mouth without resistance. We stayed this way for a few minutes -- slave slut's mouth plundered by Master's finger.
When he had enough, he stood above me again. Still holding my hair in his powerful hand, but looser now. He knew that he didn't have to be rough with me.
"I will need for you to prepare yourself," he said. "Go into the bathroom. There you will find everything you need. When you return I want you to be clean and I don't want there to be any hair on your body except your arms and head. Understand?" "Yes, Master."
I started to rise, but he said, "Crawl. When you are with me you will do everything kneeling or crawling unless I give you instructions otherwise."
So I turned and put my hands on the floor. I looked back at him. He gave a laugh and popped me on the butt with his open hand. "Get going," he said.
In the bathroom area, I found shaving cream, razors, electric shears, an enema bag, scented oils and lubricant, which I assumed was for my anus. He was right. Everything I needed was there. I was suddenly afraid. I knew that he would want my butt to be clean, but I had never had anything in my ass before. Not even an enema nozzle. Putting those thoughts aside, I set to work mindful of the fact that since the bathroom was open he was watching me.
First, I used the electric shears to trim all the hair down to a stubble from under my arms, on my chest and stomach, around my pubic area, my legs, and my butt. Then I used the razors to shave it all clean. Then, with a sigh, I decided that it would be best to do the enema before taking a shower. I figured out how the bag worked and inserted the nozzle gently into my ass. I gave myself several enemas to make sure I was very clean. Then I bathed and put the scented oil around my bare pubes. Finally, I liberally applied the other lubricant to my anus -- working as much of it as possible up into my ass .I thought that I was ready.
I got on my knees and opened the door to the bathroom and then I crawled into the living room. Master was in the kitchen. When I came in, he looked over the bar separating the kitchen from the living room and said, " Ah my slave returns. It took you long enough, but it looks like you did a good job."
Then he said, "Stand up. Turn around. Let me look at you."
I did as he ordered.
As I stood with my back to him, he said, "Now look back at me and bend over. Show me your ass."
I did so, and he come up behind me caressing my ass with his big strong hands as I watched. Then he positioned his groin so that the bulge in his shorts was between my ass cheeks and placing his hands on my hips pulled me back into him. He ground his groin into me and I could feel the hardness of his penis separating my cheeks. I could feel the power in his big body and I knew that I wanted him to use me for his pleasure.
He moved one hand back between my cheeks and, suddenly, I felt one of his thick fingers slide into my anus. "Unnhhh!", I gasped.
"I guess you're a virgin?" I nodded.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle," he laughed at his irony.
I looked back into his eyes, "It doesn't matter. Whatever pleases you, Master."
I was gratified to see the look of surprise and the glimmer of lust in his eyes.
"You are a submissive little cocksucker and I do like that." Then he pushed his finger farther into my ass and began working it back and forth, in and out.
I concentrated on relaxing. I just wanted to let him open me up as much as possible. Then he pulled his finger from my asshole.
"Turn around and kneel in front of me," he commanded. When I was in position, he grabbed my hair with one hand and turned my head up to him. "Open your mouth." I did as I was told, and he stuck his finger in my mouth. "Suck it," he said. "Do you like the taste of your ass?"
"Hmmm-mmm."
He straightened up and opened his under pants. He pulled out his huge cock and let it fall on my open mouth. It wasn't completely hard, yet, but its size was still impressive. I could see a bead of pre-cum at the tip. I started to close my mouth around his penis, but he said, "No! Not yet. Keep your mouth open." Then he began slowly moving his hips, which made his penis move back and forth over my face and in my mouth. He kept this up for a while then he positioned his prick over my waiting mouth and pushed it in a little way. Then he put his hand in my hair again so that he could control the movement of my head. He pushed his cock in a little farther and as the tip approached the back of my throat I instinctively moved my hands up to push against his hips.
"No!" he commanded. "Put your hands behind you. I will control everything." Then he reached out and fastened the rings on my wrist cuffs together locking my wrists behind my back. "You will find that when your constrained and helpless like this it frees your mind to concentrate on serving me. A born slave like you will quickly learn that he is free to serve his owner when he is cuffed and helpless. You'll be much better focused on your Master's body. After awhile you'll find that the taste of a man's cum on your tongue is your natural state."
I immediately moved my arms behind my back, testing the bonds and opened my mouth a little wider to give him no doubt that I knew who was in control.
I saw the look of utter lust in his eyes as he breathed, "Yeah. That's good. You are a good little pig."
His cock was getting harder and longer and wider now. He used his hand to pull my head back and forth on his cock. He began by pulling me forward so that the tip of his big long, thick cock was just teasingly at the back of my throat. Then he would pull my head back. Slowly he began lengthening the stroke bringing me closer to gagging. He began going a little faster making me gag just a little on each in stroke. It was very strange and erotic to be used like a fuck hole without any control.
"I'm going to fuck your cunt-mouth and shove this big headed cock down your slave throat. Just relax and enjoy it," he said.
At this point, it was almost as though I left my body. I was a spectator at my own violation. Master did what he said. He fucked my throat. I would still gag, occasionally, as he pushed my face down on his cock, but I realized that, even so, I enjoyed the feeling and I knew he did. I relaxed my throat and I could feel the girth of his turgid penis widening my esophagus and his balls slapping my chin. I looked up into his eyes and wondered at my own depravity.
I don't know how long we continued this way. I completely lost track of everything except the pleasure of pleasing my owner. Then he pulled his cock out of my dripping, willing mouth.
"Suck and lick my balls, boy."
I quickly did as he commanded. I lovingly took each ball into my mouth and worshipped them as though they were my own.
"Ohhh, God. That feels good." he moaned. Then he said, "Turn around. Get on your stomach and put your cunt-ass up in the air."
Then he left the room. When he came back he was naked and was carrying something in his hands. It was a short riding crop. He opened the bottle of lube and slapped the crop against his hand. The loud crack startled me.
He stood in front of me where I was lying prostrate on the floor with my butt Sticking up in the air. "Lick my feet. Stick your tongue between my toes. Give them a good cleaning." While I complied, he drizzled the lubricant all over my butt and asshole. I licked and sucked at his sweaty toes as he swatted my ass cheeks with the crop. I felt his thumb enter my ass.
"Stop," he commanded. He slowly pulled his thumb out of my dilated ass, and then moved behind me. He spit again and rubbed it around the edge of my hole.
"I'm about to change you forever," Derek said, and the head of his cock was inside of me. I gasped and squirmed, trying momentarily to get away, but Master Derek had anticipated that. One hand held the hair and my head was pulled painfully as I tried to get away. The other hand held my hip, preventing any involuntary movement of my ass away from his cock. With my hands behind me I felt every bit the slave boy.
He knew I was in my place, giving in, to his every whim, earlier, sucking off, and swallowing four loads of his cum, eating ass, and swallowing piss, just so I could have my master have it's way with me. "You are pathetic, you pig. Look at yourself, just kneeling there, waiting, begging for my cock to use you. Only a natural slave would let that happen. Only a born cocksucker would want it to happen, just like you."
"I'm going to fuck your ass pussy, tonight, boy, and you're going to want more, beg me for more. Once I've taken that ass cheery of yours, you're going to want your master's cock to be inside you, all the time, filling you with it' s power and strength."
"That pussy hole and mouth of yours are going to want their master all the time. I'm going to impregnate you with my juice, making my mark on your bowels, forever. You will live to be my cunt boy, my slut, my bitch, craving my cock, anytime, and all the time. Do you understand me?"
"Oh, please sir, I need your hard cock inside my ass cunt. I need to feel it's power inside me, it's cum, the juice of the Gods. I'll do whatever you ask if you'll do that, if you'll fill me up. You can do that anytime you want, taking your bitch, and fucking me, using me for your pleasure."
I had stooped to the lowest form a man could possibly go-----begging for a man's cock to be inside me, to be used by him, whenever he wanted, to be his cunt, his pussy, his whore, his cum receptacle, his boy, to be had at his beck and call. His grin made my knees go weak, as he looked down at his subject, knowing he has found a perfect specimen for his using. From my view, I was also very happy, deep inside, to know I had found a master to make me HIS, allowing myself to totally be subjected to his desires and wants. "Your on all fours. Bitches get fucked from behind, like the lowly dogs they are. I'm going to fuck you good, tonight."
I did as instructed, waiting on my hands and knees, and pointing my hairless pucker at him, waiting for his entrance to my soul. I didn't have to wait long, as he applied some lube to his very hard cock, and put it at the entrance to my deepest hole.
He grabbed my hips, letting me know it was coming, and pushed in, feeling my ass lips surround the head of his shaft. I grunted with force of his thrust, and felt the pain. What pain I did feel, was overcome by the knowledge that he was going to go deeper and deeper inside my canal. He moaned just a bit, and started to slide in, more and more, very slowly until finally his pubes were tickling my pussy cheeks. He held it there, for what seemed like hours, just ever so slowly rotating his hips, making me completely aware of his control of the situation. It was like he was letting it soak as I became accustomed to being stuffed with cock. He was being gentle with me, breaking me in for steady ass fucking.
"Nice tight ass. MMMMMMMMM, you were meant to be fucked weren't you? You have known all along that my cock was meant to be buried inside your asshole, didn't you? Yes, you're sure a pussy boy, at heart, letting me just stick it to you, like this, begging me.......he he. This big thick weapon is going to make you into my very own slut."
His words were totally true. I was meant to be a bottom, in the most sincerest, sense of the word. Now I'm only happy when a cock is in me, filling my bowels, or mouth with the salty essence of mankind. With that, he started to make his words come even more true, as he started to fuck me, slowly, deliberately, in a rhythm that was as close to heaven that is humanly attainable. His movements were like a lovemaking idol, knowing exactly how, when, how much, and where to move. I did my best to move with him, wanting more and more of his hardness to entirely take over my body. My moans and his moans were almost simultaneous, as his pistoning increased to a tempo that had me being pushed towards the wall. The shear force of his thrusts had my head banging against the wallboard. All I could do, was hope I didn't have bruises, but, in my blissful condition, I didn't care. Master was a stud, a male fuck tool, bound and determined to deliver his sticky seed to his bitch, so he was pounding away, caught up in the adrenaline of the "fuck". And, I was his bitch, meeting his every thrust with my own, so he would fill me with his precious fluid.
I can't tell you, or explain in words the feeling I get, when I'm being "taken", in my ass. I'm sure there are a few slaves out there that understand what I was going thru. That complete, total, full feeling, that I get when my Master has himself buried up deep in side me, is one of bliss, of wanton, of desire, of lust, of wholeness, of fulfillment, of inward satisfaction, that is not even approachable from any other level. If you can, put all of the good, no great things that have happened in your life into one feeling, and that's the way I feel when Master is in me. His pace quickens, and I guess what's about to happen, and pray it will. I'm so ready for his ejaculation, and yet, don't want his fucking to ever end. But, I also know, there will be a lot more in the future, and that his orgasm is not something that is debatable. He WILL cum soon! And soon is now.... WOW, is all I can say, as his assault on my cunt completely stops, and he unloads what seems like gallons of hot, slimy goo into my clenching ass.
"I'm filling you up, bitch, giving you what you need...a nice load of my spunk." His movements slow down, but he's still fucking me with his hips. The "slapping" sounds of hips meeting asscheeks have stopped, as his orgasm ebbs. He has been in the throws of his relief for a minute or so and finally, slumps a bit, breathing heavily, in the aftermath. My ass is all wet and slimy now with is cum lubricating me even more. The force of him shooting is still etched in my memory, knowing I'll get a bunch more of those. I back up my hips to his crotch, rotating them just a little, to let him know that I want him to stay inside me, and that I loved what just happened. I hear a slight laugh, as he says, "Oh my, you do like to be fucked don't you, my little cunt?"
I moan, "Oh, yes, sir. You make me feel wonderful. Thank you." I'm thanking him for fucking me.... What a low thing to do. I'm thanking him for using me, for making me into a cock slave, a lowly fucktoy, and a cunt for his pleasure. Well, I guess that's me, and he knows it. He is softening, and slowly his slippery cock comes out of my well-used ass, with a slight plop. I feel empty but satisfied, scooting back to try to get him inside me again. Chuckling, he says, "See I told you you'd want more. You can't get enough can you? Now turn around here, like a good pussy boy and clean up your master, now."
Again, this was not a request but a demand. He laid back on the bed, spreading his legs, as I took his sticky, semi hard member into my mouth, tasting his cum, and my ass. I'm sucking my ass juice from his cock!!!! That 's something no one does, do they? The craziest part of the whole thing is, that I'm getting an erection as I'm doing it. I'm beginning to wonder what I WOULDN'T DO for him? What else is there that's more humiliating than eating your own ass fluid? I guess I'll find out, huh?
In the next few days we settled into a life, a life of slavery for me and privilege for Master Derek. I was usually restrained with my wrists cuffed behind me. I had discovered that the complete lack of control definitely improved my service to Master. He must have agreed for he mostly kept me that way.
CHAPTER Two of Canal Hike: A body slave trains After three days I thought that the sex would never stop, master was always horny and ready to use me. Master was leaving on a trip and I wondered what would become of me. "I have decided to have my buddy take care of you while I am gone. Of course he will be able to continue your training eh. Your to obey him just as you would me, understand?" "Yes Sir, I will obey him." I dressed and was driven away. Master was quiet throughout the short trip. It was a big house with lots of trees, a fenced in back yard and an in ground pool. Master hooked a leash on my leather collar and led me into the house. It was embarrassing to be led into a house where I knew no one by a leash. The house was actually elegant inside with lots of skylights and thick, plush rugs. I found myself in a large family room. It was dimly lit but I could see that there was a man setting on a couch reading. "Ah Derek, your right on time as always. I see you've brought the slave. It's very generous of you to provide me a loaner while I am between slaves. Sit down and have a drink before you go."
"Great, I'll make my own; now that you're here slave strip down so your new Master can look you over." Wow, here I was stripping naked in front of a stranger who was to be my new Master.
"How far have you gone with his training Derek. You know that I like my slaves to be obedient and submissive in everything they do."
"Well Don I think you'll be pleased. He needs a lot more training but he seems to be a natural slave. He learns quickly and is as eager as a new puppy. Let me have him present for you."
"Get over here and present, slave." I fell to my knees with my ass high in the air and my face in the rug. I sensed my Masters walking around me talking as if I was just more inanimate furniture. "He does seem to be in reasonably good shape but how is the service."
"As I've said he's eager but inexperienced. I think he honestly wants to be a good slave but isn't really sure just how. I do know that he takes well to instruction and punishments. As to his specifics, well I've really just started so why don't you proceed like you might with any new slut. I look forward to returning to see what you've done with him." I was admonished to obey Master Don just as I would Derek.
We were soon alone and I stayed in my slave position while Master Don finished his beer. "Well slave I think its time to tell you just what's in store for you. Your Master Derek has consigned you to me for training so I guess it's appropriate to let you know how I proceed with a new slave. You see Derek and I decided that while you have promise as a body slave your far too new to be considered as a trained slave. I often train new male and female slaves for our club. As such I've developed a certain training regimen that I employ. Make yourself comfortable at my feet while we talk."
Believe it or not I was kind of flattered to be able to get off my knees and curl up on my haunches at Master's feet, it was almost like I was a regular person again.
"I know you've been Derek's slave for a few days but believe me you have an awful lot to learn. A good slave obeys without any thought except for his Master's pleasure. That isn't easy, it takes a mindset that lets the slave enter a mode where the slave's pleasure is only possible with his Master's approval. In other words a slave must seek to serve his Master in all possible ways."
"Now my own training ways will seek to bring you into the mental state where your pleasure is in serving your owner. I will of course beat you, sometimes only for the fun of it but the primary training will make you understand what your doing and revel in the humiliation of your slavery. Make no mistake about it you'll be performing tasks that are very humiliating but if you let yourself go you'll find that the service will be your reward. I tend to go very slow and in fact think that making a slave's submission a kind of ritual is very helpful. As we go forward I will of course stop and we can talk about your progress."
"The rules you'll live by are simple but very rigid. In almost all cases you'll be kept naked since being naked like an animal reinforces your status. You'll obviously be spending a lot of time on your owner's crotch; in fact cock is going to be your favorite subject. Your mouth is in many ways better than a pussy. You can easily control your lip pressure and suction while using your tongue to swab all around. You'll find that your owners will not be shy about giving you instructions and as I said I will be sure that you fully understand just what your Master expects."
"It's time to begin so get back into position now." The sudden command startled me but I scampered into position. All of a sudden I felt a loud WHAPP and my ass exploded in pain as Master swatted my cheeks with a wide leather belt. After about ten he abruptly stopped. "Ok, boy , now it's time for you to make your master's cock happy. All of this talk has me hard, and horny. Get over here on your knees and suck my cock!" I crawled over to where he was sitting, never taking my eyes off his half hard male weapon. I could only hope to be able to drink his sweet cum, today, I knew from Master Derek that I was addicted to it, after only a few feedings, and certainly wanted more. Master Don was older than Derek but had a truly mammoth cock. It was long and very thick with a head like a baby's hand and a wide, wet piss slit that looked like a cannon barrel.
His mammoth tool entered my wet, waiting mouth, as I sucked him in, almost slobbering like a bitch in heat. I am a bitch in heat for my owner; so, I might as well sound the part, too. Even I heard the wet sloppy cock sucking sounds and I was surprised that they were from me. His precum was heavenly, slimy, salty and adding to the already built in desire in me. "Lick my balls, too, boy", Master said. I took each one, lovingly into my mouth and tongued them, rolling them as much as I could inside my oral cavity, wanting to give him the pleasure he demanded. I knew the more pleasure I could give him, the more cum he'd soon force into me.
Before I knew what was going on, he pulled my face up, moved back, and stuck his dripping cock in my mouth and down my throat, in one quick motion. The next motions were easy, as he started to fuck me, hard and fast. I could only stay there, trying to catch a breathe accepting my fate as his fuck face. Master soon settled into a rhythm stroking his huge cock in and out of my mouth. He would pull back to my lips then thrust forward into my throat. I gagged and my eyes watered as Master fucked my throat. After a bit of his steady mouth fucking I was able to get used to the steady beat and gulp in air as Master's cock was at my lips. He would slow his thrust for me then press his huge cock slowly forward into my throat opening. I couldn't think of anything but the big cockhead that plugged my throat. He was fucking my throat raw but being surprisingly gentle doing it.
"Ok boy, you will have your treat now, as I'm going to fill you up with my cum. Get ready. Close now. Suck harder, use your tongue, get me off, make me happy, tighter, tighter, YES!!!!! His hot lava shot into my mouth and throat, filling me to the brim. That sweet nectar washing every part of the insides of me, coating the entire opening. The thrusting slowed down, allowing me to breathe and savor the taste and consistency of the juice he was shooting.
Softening only slightly, he removed his cock from me, and stood up, saying, "Nice job, boy. You really are my good little cocksucker now , loving my cock and cum, huh? Tell your master "Thank You"
"Oh, yes sir, thank you for feeding me your manly cock and cum,", I said.
I soon found out that my trainer's cock never really got soft; it just had various hardness's from almost hard to hard. I was content to serve and thought that I now knew it all. I was soon to be advised that a slave always had more to learn.
"I'm in the mood today to advance your training a bit more. So far you've shown yourself to be an eager little cock slut and now we'll see just what you are eh. I think its time for you to move on so to speak. Your owner, Master Derek wanted you to train as a full body slave so that's where were going. The concept of a body slave originated in ancient times. In places like Rome a slave boy would be taught to service all parts of his Master's body, nothing was off limit. Your going to learn that skill. I think a good place to begin is with a little tongue training. A slave's tongue can be a very pleasurable organ if used right. I'm going to show you today how to tongue your owner's ass, you need to know that I enjoy breaking in a new slave, lets start.
"A slave's duty is to serve his owner in any way that he is told. Of course that's true but I've found that a slave that understands his role and revels in the submission of the act is much more valuable. I will train you to understand just what you are. To begin with you have to enter into the proper mindset, to understand. That only in his slavery can he be happy. Your licking of my ass will fall into that category. Stick your tongue out and make believe your licking an ice cream cone, up and down, that's right. Now imagine your tongue is in the middle of my ass crack. Ah, I bet you can almost taste the musky flavor now, its time for the real thing."
He turned around, offering me his perfectly formed bubble butt. "Spread my cheeks and look at your Master's ass now. Take a good look and pleasure it when your ready, I want you ready, in fact eager to lick my ass." I was mesmerized by his crack with the light, little hairs and the wrinkled opening. Without saying a word; my face was in the crack lapping at him vigorously, the thought he planted was right; Lick it like an ice cream cone. As my mouth went up and down his ass crack, from the base of his spine to the back of his balls, I flattened my tongue, making him wet and slimy. I lessened the length of my stokes, slowly, and concentrated on his asshole. My nose would drag across his pucker, each time I traveled down, making my nostrils flare with his manly scent. Finally after many long, loving swipes, I zeroed in on my target, his waiting shithole. My tongue was forcing him open, making room for my oral invasion. His insides were responding to me, pushing back, making me get in as deep as possible. "Tongue fuck me slave", he yelled, as he squirmed back to meet my probing tongue.
He abruptly stopped and had me follow him into the bathroom. Along with the usual pieces there was a low chair with a toilet seat on it. Master had me lay on the cold tile floor and then set the Toilet chair on top of me. It was elaborate with padded cutouts for my neck and an adjustable height. Its hard to describe just how I felt laying under a toilet seat thinking that I know what's coming.
Master slowly lowered himself onto the seat. He was about four inches above my face as I laid there. "It's a funny thing boy how a toilet seat is designed to spread your cheeks apart until your comfortably sitting with your crack open. Anyway I'm going to adjust this down , why don't you tell me when its just right for you." Wow, he was asking me to tell him when his ass was right on my tongue, the thought made me hotter than hell. I told him that it was just right. "Are you sure your comfy boy, I'm going to relax for a while so be sure your ok." I stuck my tongue into his crack and slobbered up and down it always lingering at his ass hole. I was in a trance like state of slavery and submission, it was good. I reveled in swabbing out his ass, it was, after all a slave's lot in life.
"I think it's time to improve your cocksucking technique so why don't you read this."
Deep throat Cocksucking for the new Slave:
"For breathing: you need to get into a rhythm while you're sucking. Don't try to hold your breath constantly, just take a breath as you pull up on one stroke, then after another stroke let out a breath. It's best to practice where you have control over how to suck, so if your master likes to take over try to get him to relax while you're practicing. Sometimes you can take his breathing as your rhythm as well. If you get panicky, slow down your rhythm with his dick and try to take it easy on the down strokes, you're probably pushing yourself too hard.
If you aren't in shape try to do -some- exercising. Aerobics when your alone will help you get some stamina for your cocksucking activities.
When you know how to do the breathing, swallowing gets pretty easy. When you know he's about to cum, try to take a breath, then push down as far as you can go on him. If you can get his cockhead right down the throat he'll start pumping right into your throat and your mouth and tongue can help keep it pumping. I try to hold his cock down my throat until he's mostly done then pull up and take a quick breath if he's a long cummer, or take a taste if he's still pumping.
If Master cums in the mid part of your mouth just keep slurping it up, swallowing if it gets too much. The swallowing muscle action can make a cock feel pretty good as well, so if his cock is deep in your throat try just using the swallowing muscles (tongue, etc.)
Also, if you aren't in shape try to do -some- exercising. Aerobics when your alone will help you get some stamina for your cocksucking activities.
When you know how to do the breathing, swallowing gets pretty easy. When you know he's about to cum, try to take a breath, then push down as far as you can go on him. If you can get his cockhead right down the throat he'll start pumping right into your throat and your mouth and tongue can help keep it pumping. I try to hold his cock down my throat until he's mostly done then pull up and take a quick breath if he's a long cummer, or take a taste if he's still pumping.
If Master cums in the mid part of your mouth just keep slurping it up, swallowing if it gets too much. The swallowing muscle action can make a cock feel pretty good as well, so if his cock is deep in your throat try just using the swallowing muscles (tongue, etc.)
For gag reflex, take it slow. Don't force it into you. You need to be in control of your throat while you practice pulling it down so you need to force yourself to relax. You also need to make sure his cock is in a position where the cock head won't hit the back of your throat right away. If you have tonsils they might get a little in the way too, so try different positions until it feels ok.
Remember to take it slow and to try multiple positions, if your Master allows it, (swallowing down onto it from below; from above (your chin at his belly); him standing; your head over the edge of a bed so he can slowly work the dick in, etc.) Don't try to force it, and you'll usually find he will patiently feed it to you. Once you've figured out how you need to get it down then just keep practicing and eventually you should be able to pull it all down. Looking your man in the eye is very erotic for your Master and you." .
Those instructions were written out by one of our trained cock slaves. Soon you'll be able to deep throat a pony. I'll go slow but by tonight you'll be able to take a cock right into your throat cunt."
"Kneel and suck my cock, slave. Be warned, if I feel one bite on my dick, your going to get a beating you won't forget.
"Yes, Master.", I told him, shuddering to myself thinking of the pain of a beating.
I slid down to my knees and stared at his cock. My god, I thought to myself, the thing is really huge! At least 9", maybe 10" and thick, with a wide head and a piss slit that looked like a cannon. I was going to have a hell of a time not hitting my teeth on it as it choked me.
I moved my face close to Master's erection, my nostrils catching the putrid smell of urine, sweat, and cum from his groin area. I forced myself to ignore it and moved my mouth to his rigid tool, opening wide to take in as much as I could, working my mouth half way down its length before starting back up. My tongue lapped at the underside on each stroke, then twirled across the sensitive top before starting back down.
"Take it all slave, no half measures here. All the way into your throat, till you hit bottom and choke!", Master ordered me.
I cringed with panic at the thought, but tried to force more into my mouth. When it reached the back of my throat, I started to choke and couldn't get any more inside. I quickly continued to lick as hard as I could hoping that would please Master.
The next time my mouth moved down his shaft, Master was ready for me. As his penis hit the back of my throat and I started to move back up its length, Master grabbed my head and slammed forward with his hips, burying his cock deep within my mouth, with my nose smashed into his groin. I struggled to move back, but he held me firmly in place.
"Stop trying to move, your not going to die, but if you don't sit still, I'll leave it in your throat until you pass out!", Master told me.
I had felt him grab my head and knew what was going to happen, but it still surprised me when his cock slammed into the back of my mouth and ground itself deeply into my throat. At first I panicked, not being able to breath, but once I heard Master tell me to stop I did. I did not want to get him mad at me, I forced myself to relax so I could please my owner!
After a few seconds he relaxed his grip on my head and moved it backward, all the way to the tip of his shaft, then plunged it back down until my nose was once again against his groin. He did this several times with me, keeping his cock buried deep inside my throat for about twenty seconds each time until he must have thought I had it down and then released me to carry on alone. "Go ahead my slave force it down your throat by yourself, it's what your Master wants."
I had felt him let go of my head after a few more strokes into my throat. I quickly buried my head deep into his pubic mound, eager to show my Master that I would do anything to please him.
As my mouth moved up and down his hard manhood, my tongue was licking all along its length, moving up and down its length, tickling it with each stroke. I was beginning to enjoy this for some reason, the throbbing cock now feeling good when it was buried inside my throat, pushing against my air pipe, throbbing against the walls of my throat. I was proud that I could take all of Master's huge cock.
The thought of all that cum inside his balls was forcing me to work faster. I wanted that cum inside my mouth. I wanted to suck it all down into my stomach, to try and please my Master, who now controlled me. Giving me all that I so desperately needed.
I was sure that Master was feeling his orgasm approaching swiftly. He reached down and grabbed my head again, this time finding no resistance from me. He pulled my mouth onto his shaft, burying it deep in my throat as he began to pour his precum into me. After the first few shots into my throat, he pulled my head back, forcing me to take the cum into my mouth. Making me taste his seed as shot after shot hit my tongue some dripping down the sides of my mouth to the floor below because I couldn't swallow fast enough. Master let go of me and watched as I continued to suck on his hot, torrid dick, my tongue licking up along the shaft to catch what was about to drip onto the floor.
After his shaft was clean, I looked down at his spilled seed on the hardwood floor and bent my head down and licked it clean, moaning to myself as she did. Then my head moved back up to his spent rod, my mouth taking it back inside.
When Master grabbed my head a second time, I knew he must be ready to cum. As my head slammed into his groin, I felt his huge dick start to throb as it released its load into me. I now worked on his dick, trying to massage it with my throat. As his hand guided my head back to his spewing tip, I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to taste his cum before I swallowed it all. Master was so thoughtful. I let my head rest with only a third of his thickening rod inside my eagerly sucking mouth, trying to swallow his salty fluid as it poured into my mouth. I couldn't get it all. Some leaked out onto his stiff cock and down to the floor, but I still tried to get as much as I could, actually I was beginning to like the taste and feel of his jism inside my mouth.
Once I was sure his cock was through shooting his thick spunk into my mouth, I used my tongue along the length of his rubbery, softening manhood to lick up all of his nectar that had spilled out. Looking down,
I moved back up to his soft dick, and took it back into my mouth, liking the taste of cock and cum. After all, I thought, he had told me to suck his cock, and had not told me to stop yet! I moved my head slowly up and down Masters half flaccid rod, licking along its entire length as I went. I got the entire amount easily into my mouth.
I was beginning to get sore from the sucking, my jaws ached, and my arms and shoulders definitely hurt from the tight restraint I was forced into. But if I pleased Master tonight, I thought, it would all be worth it.
Master looked down at me, his new body slave. I had moved back to sucking his cock without even being told! Master was now allowing himself to enjoy the attention of his slaves's mouth and tongue on his tool.
As I continued to suck on Master's prick, I began to feel the blood surge back into it, slowly making it grow in my mouth. I worked harder, with my cheeks bulging in and out as his stiff manhood began the long route back into my sore throat.
I buried him inside my mouth hole, my tongue roving around the base and half the length of his tool. For over a minute I was able to keep him inside my throat, before I moved my head back to get a breath of air. Up and down my lips moved, fitting him like a glove, his now rock hard staff glistening with my spit as it moved in and out of my streched oral cavity.
"Stop slave, that's enough.", Master ordered me. "Yes, Master.", I quickly replied while struggling to stand up.
My legs were very cramped and I could barely move after kneeling so long. But I was proud as I stood before him as steady as I could, ready for his next instruction. I wonder what he'll have me do next, I thought to myself? I was eager to be his cocksucker.
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CHAPTER Two of Canal Hike: A body slave trains
After three days I thought that the sex would never stop, master was always horny and ready to use me. Master was leaving on a trip and I wondered what would become of me. "I have decided to have my buddy take care of you while I am gone. Of course he will be able to continue your training eh. Your to obey him just as you would me, understand?" "Yes Sir, I will obey him." I dressed and was driven away. Master was quiet throughout the short trip. It was a big house with lots of trees, a fenced in back yard and an in ground pool. Master hooked a leash on my leather collar and led me into the house. It was embarrassing to be led into a house where I knew no one by a leash. The house was actually elegant inside with lots of skylights and thick, plush rugs. I found myself in a large family room. It was dimly lit but I could see that there was a man setting on a couch reading. "Ah Derek, your right on time as always. I see you've brought the slave. It's very generous of you to provide me a loaner while I am between slaves. Sit down and have a drink before you go."
"Great, I'll make my own; now that you're here slave strip down so your new Master can look you over." Wow, here I was stripping naked in front of a stranger who was to be my new Master.
"How far have you gone with his training Derek. You know that I like my slaves to be obedient and submissive in everything they do."
"Well Don I think you'll be pleased. He needs a lot more training but he seems to be a natural slave. He learns quickly and is as eager as a new puppy. Let me have him present for you."
"Get over here and present, slave." I fell to my knees with my ass high in the air and my face in the rug. I sensed my Masters walking around me talking as if I was just more inanimate furniture. "He does seem to be in reasonably good shape but how is the service."
"As I've said he's eager but inexperienced. I think he honestly wants to be a good slave but isn't really sure just how. I do know that he takes well to instruction and punishments. As to his specifics, well I've really just started so why don't you proceed like you might with any new slut. I look forward to returning to see what you've done with him." I was admonished to obey Master Don just as I would Derek.
We were soon alone and I stayed in my slave position while Master Don finished his beer. "Well slave I think its time to tell you just what's in store for you. Your Master Derek has consigned you to me for training so I guess it's appropriate to let you know how I proceed with a new slave. You see Derek and I decided that while you have promise as a body slave your far too new to be considered as a trained slave. I often train new male and female slaves for our club. As such I've developed a certain training regimen that I employ. Make yourself comfortable at my feet while we talk."
Believe it or not I was kind of flattered to be able to get off my knees and curl up on my haunches at Master's feet, it was almost like I was a regular person again.
"I know you've been Derek's slave for a few days but believe me you have an awful lot to learn. A good slave obeys without any thought except for his Master's pleasure. That isn't easy, it takes a mindset that lets the slave enter a mode where the slave's pleasure is only possible with his Master's approval. In other words a slave must seek to serve his Master in all possible ways."
"Now my own training ways will seek to bring you into the mental state where your pleasure is in serving your owner. I will of course beat you, sometimes only for the fun of it but the primary training will make you understand what your doing and revel in the humiliation of your slavery. Make no mistake about it you'll be performing tasks that are very humiliating but if you let yourself go you'll find that the service will be your reward. I tend to go very slow and in fact think that making a slave's submission a kind of ritual is very helpful. As we go forward I will of course stop and we can talk about your progress."
"The rules you'll live by are simple but very rigid. In almost all cases you'll be kept naked since being naked like an animal reinforces your status. You'll obviously be spending a lot of time on your owner's crotch; in fact cock is going to be your favorite subject. Your mouth is in many ways better than a pussy. You can easily control your lip pressure and suction while using your tongue to swab all around. You'll find that your owners will not be shy about giving you instructions and as I said I will be sure that you fully understand just what your Master expects."
"It's time to begin so get back into position now." The sudden command startled me but I scampered into position. All of a sudden I felt a loud WHAPP and my ass exploded in pain as Master swatted my cheeks with a wide leather belt. After about ten he abruptly stopped. "Ok, boy , now it's time for you to make your master's cock happy. All of this talk has me hard, and horny. Get over here on your knees and suck my cock!" I crawled over to where he was sitting, never taking my eyes off his half hard male weapon. I could only hope to be able to drink his sweet cum, today, I knew from Master Derek that I was addicted to it, after only a few feedings, and certainly wanted more. Master Don was older than Derek but had a truly mammoth cock. It was long and very thick with a head like a baby's hand and a wide, wet piss slit that looked like a cannon barrel.
His mammoth tool entered my wet, waiting mouth, as I sucked him in, almost slobbering like a bitch in heat. I am a bitch in heat for my owner; so, I might as well sound the part, too. Even I heard the wet sloppy cock sucking sounds and I was surprised that they were from me. His precum was heavenly, slimy, salty and adding to the already built in desire in me. "Lick my balls, too, boy", Master said. I took each one, lovingly into my mouth and tongued them, rolling them as much as I could inside my oral cavity, wanting to give him the pleasure he demanded. I knew the more pleasure I could give him, the more cum he'd soon force into me.
Before I knew what was going on, he pulled my face up, moved back, and stuck his dripping cock in my mouth and down my throat, in one quick motion. The next motions were easy, as he started to fuck me, hard and fast. I could only stay there, trying to catch a breathe accepting my fate as his fuck face. Master soon settled into a rhythm stroking his huge cock in and out of my mouth. He would pull back to my lips then thrust forward into my throat. I gagged and my eyes watered as Master fucked my throat. After a bit of his steady mouth fucking I was able to get used to the steady beat and gulp in air as Master's cock was at my lips. He would slow his thrust for me then press his huge cock slowly forward into my throat opening. I couldn't think of anything but the big cockhead that plugged my throat. He was fucking my throat raw but being surprisingly gentle doing it.
"Ok boy, you will have your treat now, as I'm going to fill you up with my cum. Get ready. Close now. Suck harder, use your tongue, get me off, make me happy, tighter, tighter, YES!!!!! His hot lava shot into my mouth and throat, filling me to the brim. That sweet nectar washing every part of the insides of me, coating the entire opening. The thrusting slowed down, allowing me to breathe and savor the taste and consistency of the juice he was shooting.
Softening only slightly, he removed his cock from me, and stood up, saying, "Nice job, boy. You really are my good little cocksucker now , loving my cock and cum, huh? Tell your master "Thank You"
"Oh, yes sir, thank you for feeding me your manly cock and cum,", I said.
I soon found out that my trainer's cock never really got soft; it just had various hardness's from almost hard to hard. I was content to serve and thought that I now knew it all. I was soon to be advised that a slave always had more to learn.
"I'm in the mood today to advance your training a bit more. So far you've shown yourself to be an eager little cock slut and now we'll see just what you are eh. I think its time for you to move on so to speak. Your owner, Master Derek wanted you to train as a full body slave so that's where were going. The concept of a body slave originated in ancient times. In places like Rome a slave boy would be taught to service all parts of his Master's body, nothing was off limit. Your going to learn that skill. I think a good place to begin is with a little tongue training. A slave's tongue can be a very pleasurable organ if used right. I'm going to show you today how to tongue your owner's ass, you need to know that I enjoy breaking in a new slave, lets start.
"A slave's duty is to serve his owner in any way that he is told. Of course that's true but I've found that a slave that understands his role and revels in the submission of the act is much more valuable. I will train you to understand just what you are. To begin with you have to enter into the proper mindset, to understand. That only in his slavery can he be happy. Your licking of my ass will fall into that category. Stick your tongue out and make believe your licking an ice cream cone, up and down, that's right. Now imagine your tongue is in the middle of my ass crack. Ah, I bet you can almost taste the musky flavor now, its time for the real thing."
He turned around, offering me his perfectly formed bubble butt. "Spread my cheeks and look at your Master's ass now. Take a good look and pleasure it when your ready, I want you ready, in fact eager to lick my ass." I was mesmerized by his crack with the light, little hairs and the wrinkled opening. Without saying a word; my face was in the crack lapping at him vigorously, the thought he planted was right; Lick it like an ice cream cone. As my mouth went up and down his ass crack, from the base of his spine to the back of his balls, I flattened my tongue, making him wet and slimy. I lessened the length of my stokes, slowly, and concentrated on his asshole. My nose would drag across his pucker, each time I traveled down, making my nostrils flare with his manly scent. Finally after many long, loving swipes, I zeroed in on my target, his waiting shithole. My tongue was forcing him open, making room for my oral invasion. His insides were responding to me, pushing back, making me get in as deep as possible. "Tongue fuck me slave", he yelled, as he squirmed back to meet my probing tongue.
He abruptly stopped and had me follow him into the bathroom. Along with the usual pieces there was a low chair with a toilet seat on it. Master had me lay on the cold tile floor and then set the Toilet chair on top of me. It was elaborate with padded cutouts for my neck and an adjustable height. Its hard to describe just how I felt laying under a toilet seat thinking that I know what's coming.
Master slowly lowered himself onto the seat. He was about four inches above my face as I laid there. "It's a funny thing boy how a toilet seat is designed to spread your cheeks apart until your comfortably sitting with your crack open. Anyway I'm going to adjust this down , why don't you tell me when its just right for you." Wow, he was asking me to tell him when his ass was right on my tongue, the thought made me hotter than hell. I told him that it was just right. "Are you sure your comfy boy, I'm going to relax for a while so be sure your ok." I stuck my tongue into his crack and slobbered up and down it always lingering at his ass hole. I was in a trance like state of slavery and submission, it was good. I reveled in swabbing out his ass, it was, after all a slave's lot in life.
"I think it's time to improve your cocksucking technique so why don't you read this."
Deep throat Cocksucking for the new Slave:
"For breathing: you need to get into a rhythm while you're sucking. Don't try to hold your breath constantly, just take a breath as you pull up on one stroke, then after another stroke let out a breath. It's best to practice where you have control over how to suck, so if your master likes to take over try to get him to relax while you're practicing. Sometimes you can take his breathing as your rhythm as well. If you get panicky, slow down your rhythm with his dick and try to take it easy on the down strokes, you're probably pushing yourself too hard.
If you aren't in shape try to do -some- exercising. Aerobics when your alone will help you get some stamina for your cocksucking activities.
When you know how to do the breathing, swallowing gets pretty easy. When you know he's about to cum, try to take a breath, then push down as far as you can go on him. If you can get his cockhead right down the throat he'll start pumping right into your throat and your mouth and tongue can help keep it pumping. I try to hold his cock down my throat until he's mostly done then pull up and take a quick breath if he's a long cummer, or take a taste if he's still pumping.
If Master cums in the mid part of your mouth just keep slurping it up, swallowing if it gets too much. The swallowing muscle action can make a cock feel pretty good as well, so if his cock is deep in your throat try just using the swallowing muscles (tongue, etc.)
Also, if you aren't in shape try to do -some- exercising. Aerobics when your alone will help you get some stamina for your cocksucking activities.
When you know how to do the breathing, swallowing gets pretty easy. When you know he's about to cum, try to take a breath, then push down as far as you can go on him. If you can get his cockhead right down the throat he'll start pumping right into your throat and your mouth and tongue can help keep it pumping. I try to hold his cock down my throat until he's mostly done then pull up and take a quick breath if he's a long cummer, or take a taste if he's still pumping.
If Master cums in the mid part of your mouth just keep slurping it up, swallowing if it gets too much. The swallowing muscle action can make a cock feel pretty good as well, so if his cock is deep in your throat try just using the swallowing muscles (tongue, etc.)
For gag reflex, take it slow. Don't force it into you. You need to be in control of your throat while you practice pulling it down so you need to force yourself to relax. You also need to make sure his cock is in a position where the cock head won't hit the back of your throat right away. If you have tonsils they might get a little in the way too, so try different positions until it feels ok.
Remember to take it slow and to try multiple positions, if your Master allows it, (swallowing down onto it from below; from above (your chin at his belly); him standing; your head over the edge of a bed so he can slowly work the dick in, etc.) Don't try to force it, and you'll usually find he will patiently feed it to you. Once you've figured out how you need to get it down then just keep practicing and eventually you should be able to pull it all down. Looking your man in the eye is very erotic for your Master and you." .
Those instructions were written out by one of our trained cock slaves. Soon you'll be able to deep throat a pony. I'll go slow but by tonight you'll be able to take a cock right into your throat cunt."
"Kneel and suck my cock, slave. Be warned, if I feel one bite on my dick, your going to get a beating you won't forget.
"Yes, Master.", I told him, shuddering to myself thinking of the pain of a beating.
I slid down to my knees and stared at his cock. My god, I thought to myself, the thing is really huge! At least 9", maybe 10" and thick, with a wide head and a piss slit that looked like a cannon. I was going to have a hell of a time not hitting my teeth on it as it choked me.
I moved my face close to Master's erection, my nostrils catching the putrid smell of urine, sweat, and cum from his groin area. I forced myself to ignore it and moved my mouth to his rigid tool, opening wide to take in as much as I could, working my mouth half way down its length before starting back up. My tongue lapped at the underside on each stroke, then twirled across the sensitive top before starting back down.
"Take it all slave, no half measures here. All the way into your throat, till you hit bottom and choke!", Master ordered me.
I cringed with panic at the thought, but tried to force more into my mouth. When it reached the back of my throat, I started to choke and couldn't get any more inside. I quickly continued to lick as hard as I could hoping that would please Master.
The next time my mouth moved down his shaft, Master was ready for me. As his penis hit the back of my throat and I started to move back up its length, Master grabbed my head and slammed forward with his hips, burying his cock deep within my mouth, with my nose smashed into his groin. I struggled to move back, but he held me firmly in place.
"Stop trying to move, your not going to die, but if you don't sit still, I'll leave it in your throat until you pass out!", Master told me.
I had felt him grab my head and knew what was going to happen, but it still surprised me when his cock slammed into the back of my mouth and ground itself deeply into my throat. At first I panicked, not being able to breath, but once I heard Master tell me to stop I did. I did not want to get him mad at me, I forced myself to relax so I could please my owner!
After a few seconds he relaxed his grip on my head and moved it backward, all the way to the tip of his shaft, then plunged it back down until my nose was once again against his groin. He did this several times with me, keeping his cock buried deep inside my throat for about twenty seconds each time until he must have thought I had it down and then released me to carry on alone. "Go ahead my slave force it down your throat by yourself, it's what your Master wants."
I had felt him let go of my head after a few more strokes into my throat. I quickly buried my head deep into his pubic mound, eager to show my Master that I would do anything to please him.
As my mouth moved up and down his hard manhood, my tongue was licking all along its length, moving up and down its length, tickling it with each stroke. I was beginning to enjoy this for some reason, the throbbing cock now feeling good when it was buried inside my throat, pushing against my air pipe, throbbing against the walls of my throat. I was proud that I could take all of Master's huge cock.
The thought of all that cum inside his balls was forcing me to work faster. I wanted that cum inside my mouth. I wanted to suck it all down into my stomach, to try and please my Master, who now controlled me. Giving me all that I so desperately needed.
I was sure that Master was feeling his orgasm approaching swiftly. He reached down and grabbed my head again, this time finding no resistance from me. He pulled my mouth onto his shaft, burying it deep in my throat as he began to pour his precum into me. After the first few shots into my throat, he pulled my head back, forcing me to take the cum into my mouth. Making me taste his seed as shot after shot hit my tongue some dripping down the sides of my mouth to the floor below because I couldn't swallow fast enough. Master let go of me and watched as I continued to suck on his hot, torrid dick, my tongue licking up along the shaft to catch what was about to drip onto the floor.
After his shaft was clean, I looked down at his spilled seed on the hardwood floor and bent my head down and licked it clean, moaning to myself as she did. Then my head moved back up to his spent rod, my mouth taking it back inside.
When Master grabbed my head a second time, I knew he must be ready to cum. As my head slammed into his groin, I felt his huge dick start to throb as it released its load into me. I now worked on his dick, trying to massage it with my throat. As his hand guided my head back to his spewing tip, I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to taste his cum before I swallowed it all. Master was so thoughtful. I let my head rest with only a third of his thickening rod inside my eagerly sucking mouth, trying to swallow his salty fluid as it poured into my mouth. I couldn't get it all. Some leaked out onto his stiff cock and down to the floor, but I still tried to get as much as I could, actually I was beginning to like the taste and feel of his jism inside my mouth.
Once I was sure his cock was through shooting his thick spunk into my mouth, I used my tongue along the length of his rubbery, softening manhood to lick up all of his nectar that had spilled out. Looking down,
I moved back up to his soft dick, and took it back into my mouth, liking the taste of cock and cum. After all, I thought, he had told me to suck his cock, and had not told me to stop yet! I moved my head slowly up and down Masters half flaccid rod, licking along its entire length as I went. I got the entire amount easily into my mouth.
I was beginning to get sore from the sucking, my jaws ached, and my arms and shoulders definitely hurt from the tight restraint I was forced into. But if I pleased Master tonight, I thought, it would all be worth it.
Master looked down at me, his new body slave. I had moved back to sucking his cock without even being told! Master was now allowing himself to enjoy the attention of his slaves's mouth and tongue on his tool.
As I continued to suck on Master's prick, I began to feel the blood surge back into it, slowly making it grow in my mouth. I worked harder, with my cheeks bulging in and out as his stiff manhood began the long route back into my sore throat.
I buried him inside my mouth hole, my tongue roving around the base and half the length of his tool. For over a minute I was able to keep him inside my throat, before I moved my head back to get a breath of air. Up and down my lips moved, fitting him like a glove, his now rock hard staff glistening with my spit as it moved in and out of my streched oral cavity.
"Stop slave, that's enough.", Master ordered me. "Yes, Master.", I quickly replied while struggling to stand up.
My legs were very cramped and I could barely move after kneeling so long. But I was proud as I stood before him as steady as I could, ready for his next instruction. I wonder what he'll have me do next, I thought to myself? I was eager to be his cocksucker, it was what I was born to be.
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