xPrelude:
At some point he gave orders to have his new "boi" prepared for scourging. One of the Master's slaves, who had been at parade rest, snapped to attention and fetched a "cat" from it's place among the Master's tools. The slave presented it to it's Master by kneeling before him with the whip in his mouth. He then retrieved the Master's black leather hood and lovingly fitted it to the Master's head and laced it up the back.The Master stood with the cat in his hands and addressed the new boi.
"You are to be whipped to learn what I expect of my slaves", he stated, "you can scream all you want, but it will do you no good since this chamber is totally sound proofed. I will punish your body for my pleasure and to show you that it is no longer yours, but mine, to do with as I please. Punishment is mine to give whenever I please and for whatever reason I deem."
With that the Master walked slowly around the suspended youth, inspecting him. He ran his hands over the boi's chest and down his taught stomach to his crotch, where he fondled the cock and balls and squeezed them tightly until the boi yelled out in extreme agony. He proceeded to the side of the stretched youth and ran the tails across the boi's back and over his buttocks. The Master then began the whipping with a hard stroke to the ass.
Chapter One - The Beginning
i write this account as directed by my Master, Mr. MacToyle, so that young men fantasizing of being owned as property have a reference of one slave's journey from freedom to control. i was 20 years old and a junior in college and at a complete loss as to what i was going to do once I graduated. i had been aware of my attraction to men for some time and had the normal bar experiences and one night stands. However, i was never satisfied in any of these encounters and was constantly looking for a man who would take control of me and guide me to my true being. i had read gay novels dealing with SM/BD, slavery, rough sex, bondage and the like. i had also searched the internet, but was very leery of unknown men lurking in chat rooms and advertising for slaves to train and control. i spent most of my nights alone and dreaming of what i would ever do with myself; feeling out of whack in a world of filled with people following their "dreams". i did make the acquaintance of an older gay on the internet one night. He sounded like a very well versed man when it came to the "gay life", and all the different avenues of sexual arousal and fulfillment. i finally admitted to him my "fantasy", and rather than being put off by the concept he seemed very knowledgeable. He told me that he was actually a member of a leather club in the area and was well acquainted with a Master who was looking for a new slave to train. He told me that if i were really interested he would approach the Master and present my situation to him. If the Master were interested i would be contacted and told how to proceed.
While i waited for a response i continued to have my normal sexual filled dreams at night as well as during the day. i could get nothing done and fantasized of naked men being fucked and used in every imaginable way. i stopped going to classes because my mind just was not into it. If i did not hear from Master MacToyle i did not know what i would do. i suppose that i would have to go on searching, but the life that i had been living was a sham and i had to fulfill my basic need for bdsm and slavery.
Finally, several weeks after my acquaintance had said that he would contact his leatherman friend, i received an envelope in my mailbox addressed only to "boi". There was no return address on the envelope either, but i tore it open in anticipation.
The following is what it stated:
boi, You have been recommended to me as a possibility that I might be interested in as a new slave. This is a very serious matter and if you are not totally serious, or have any misgivings return the yellow card enclosed to
SIR
P.O.Box 69
San Francisco, CA
94105 If, however, you think that you may be acceptable and want to devote yourself as a sex slave to a Leather Master then return the enclosed black card and await further orders.
Without any hesitation i immediately stuck the black card in an envelope and ran to the post office to make sure that i got it in for the next mail pickup.
i hardly slept for the next couple of days. All that i could think of was what kind of response that i might receive from my mailing the black card. Finally, at the end of the week, i received the letter that i had been restlessly waiting for. i tore it open with anticipation and discovered a set of directions meticulously laid out.
Boi,
Before you are allowed to meet your new Master you are commanded to do the following:
Tomorrow
Shower well and deep clean My new asshole.
Shave all of the pubic hair.
Tie My cock and balls tightly with sisal twine.
Dress in the tightest Levi's you can find ( these are to be button fly, and no underwear).
Wear no shirt or shoes.
Take public transportation to the Loading Dock bar and stand at attention facing the wall of the front of the building promptly at 9PM.
Speak to no one.
When you feel my metal collar locked around your neck, immediately place your hands behind your back to be cuffed.
Drop to your knees.
Your training will begin at that moment. Do not disappoint me!
i prepared myself as ordered. When i bound my shaved cock with the twine it swelled to the largest that i had ever seen it. I literally stuffed myself into an old pair of 28 waist Levi's that i still had from high school. They fit so tightly that i could not get the top button to hook, but my swollen cock and balls certainly were evident as a swelling mound that appeared obscene.
The entire trip on the bus i was watched by everyone and felt like a spectacle which i am sure was His purpose. i left the bus and quickly walked to the Loading Dock, arriving at 8:45 PM. i faced the wall and stood at attention as ordered. my ass had never been groped as much in those 15 long minutes then at any time in my life. However, i gave no response to all the crude remarks and ass squeezing.
The next thing that i remember was a collar being locked around my neck. i immediately placed my hands behind my back to be cuffed and dropped to my knees. A leash was attached to the collar and it was yanked, pulling me around to face my captor. He was a young boy dressed only in a collar and leather jock, another of the Master's slaves as i was to learn. He ordered me to follow his lead, on my knees, as he entered the bar. All eyes were on us as i was walked to the rear of the bar to the pool table.
i was lead up to the most incredible man that i had ever seen in my life, both real or fantasy. He was about six feet two inches tall, with a shaved head, and dressed in black chaps, codpiece, and vest. He was standing at the bar and leaning back on it watching our procession through the bar to Him. i was stopped at his feet, which were clad in heavy black leather lineman's boots that laced to his knees.
"Lick my boots boi and don't stop until I order you to", he commanded.
i went to work on those boots like i had not eaten in days.
When he was satisfied he took the leash from his slave and dragged me under the overhang of the bar in front of him. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his massive cock, leaned back so that everyone watching could see and then pulled my head toward him and shoved that cock down my throat. i was kept down there servicing him for the remainder of the evening. He continued to talk to his friends and admirers, ordered drinks, and fucking my face. At several points he grabbed my head and held it on his cock as he pissed down my throat, warning me not to lose any of it. i drank his recycled beer for the rest of the evening and had to just piss in my pants whenever i got too full.
He finally withdrew his cock and placed it back into his cod piece, jerked me to my feet and led me through the crowd. i had been ordered to walk with my head down, which i was thankful for so that i did not have to see everyone staring at this Master and his wet panted slave.
i was blindfolded, gagged, and placed in the trunk of a car. He ripped the pants off of me and threw them aside saying "These won't be needed anymore." He slammed the trunk closed and i remained in the dark while he drove home.
Finally the car came to a stop and the trunk lid was opened and i was hauled out of the trunk. He led me into the house and down some stairs. i heard a door being opened and i was led through the door which slammed shut behind us. i was pushed to my knees and felt a chain being attached to the collar that was locked around my neck. i was left in that position.
After what seemed hours i heard the door open and the heavy tread of the Master's boots coming toward Me. He grabbed my arms and unlocked the cufflinks that I had been wearing since outside the bar. He pulled my arms behind my back. i felt cold steel shackles being locked around each wrist and heard a chain being attached. The next i knew i was being pulled to my feet as the wrist shackles were mechanically drawn toward the ceiling.
i was drawn upward until my feet were barely touching the floor. At this point He abruptly took off the blindfold. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light I saw that i was strung up in a dimly lit dungeon. The lights slowly increased in intensity until i was able to see the room clearly, and what i saw raised the hair on my neck.
There were hooks and chains, and other devices everywhere i looked. At one side were a row of cells and in each was a naked youth either shackled to the wall, bed frame, or ceiling. Each had a mouth harness from which hung a dildo of some kind, making them appear to have huge cocks hanging from what should have been their mouths.
Another naked slave, the one that had walked me into the bar, was standing at attention near a control panel. The Master next attached shackles to each ankle. Chains were strung from both and to pulleys in the walls. With a hand signal the Master ordered the slave to activate the pulleys which stretched my legs apart as far as seemed feasible. i was hanging and stretched in the center of the room. The Master withdrew to his chair in front of me.
The slave attendant was ordered to "begin the hole training". it went to the first cell and unlocked the strung slave from the ceiling where it hung watching. it dropped to it's knees and was led on a leash, like a dog, out of the cell and to a place behind me. "Go boi", commanded the Master and i felt the "dogboi's" dildo being pushed up my ungreased asshole. i opened my mouth to scream but it was immediately plugged with a gag. The "dog boi" fucked my ass with his mouth dildo like a dog in heat. As it fucked my hole the slave attendant released all of the slaves from their cells and they formed a cue behind me waiting their turn. Each had a different size dildo strapped to their mouths.
One after another the "dogs" fucked my hole with those dildos. Each was wider and longer then the previous. i thought that it would never end until i was finally mounted on the largest, longest dildo i could ever imagine. It was mounted on the largest of the slaves and it fucked be until i was swung into the air on the huge prod and held their as i slowly slid down to the base, all 16" of it impaling me. The naked attendant slave was ordered to begin cleaning my juices from the floor. it licked around the base of the dildo, sucking and sticking it's tongue into my hole alongside the huge prod. As it was withdrawn slowly from my ass i came to rest on it's mouth while it sucked me clean. "The slave has applied to enter the service of The Master, Who has agreed to test this slave to see if it suits My purpose for its service. To this end, the slave has given up all rights of person and property to The Master. it has given up its name, its family, its friends, its community, its property and belongings, and its entire life to The Master. Even the slave's gender and species have been stripped from it, never to be returned. Henceforward, it will be known only as "the slave", although The Master may, at His option, assign a slave name and/or number, to which the slave will always answer". It was the Master reading from a large book held before Him by one of the naked dogboys.
"Herewith are the Laws regarding the slave's submission in general:
A Law on the Detention and Incarceration of the slave:
The purpose of this Law is to establish the mandatory sentence of life imprisonment for the Master's slave. 1. Upon being permanently remanded to the custody of The Master for ownership, the slave property will be automatically sentenced to life in it's Masters slave prison and dungeon. 2. Upon acceptance, the slave shall be assigned a permanent cell or cage, which shall be the slave's natural and permanent home until otherwise ordered. 3. The slave, having been stripped of its clothing. What possessions it had shall automatically revert to the ownership of The Master, along with all of the slave's property and assets. 4. The slave shall be permanently stripped of all rights, privileges, and "human" attributes, including its name, gender, and species. All future rights, privileges, and attributes, including its name, shall be assigned by the slave to its new Owner."