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I had lost track of time, I had no real sense of what day it was or how long I'd been with Master Jan, and Master Thomas, at times I wondered if I had always been with them, although at night I had dreams that suggested although they were my Masters they were not my owners.
One lunchtime after my second forced wanking session of the dayMaster Jan dropped a pair of heavy boots next to my head. "These boots need cleaning boy" They were one of the pairs he wore when dressed in leather. I enthusiastically started to pay attention to the firm leather along the shaft holding the heel in my hand as my mouth went along the whole length "Don't forget the soles boy" I was grateful that these boots were not ones that he wore out on our walks, although the taste of very stale piss from the last club visit was still noticeable
As I licked Master Jan stood over me. "Do you remember how you arrived here, what you were wearing"" I nodded "Tell me|" "Blindfolded Master Jan Sir" "Correct, and I think it's time we repeated that. If I recall correctly you were also naked" "Yes Master Jan Sir" I had almost forgotten what it was to wear clothes, the closest I had got was wearing the knee pads and gloves when out on our walks.
"Naked won't cut it where we are going" He threw something at me, it was a liar of leather shorts one that I had a feint memory of wearing before. "Get them on and then kneel." A few seconds later we were eye to eye, he lifted his hands and placed something in each ear.
My hearing was noticeable reduced, I could see that he was speaking but it was indecipherable. He placed his fingers on my eyelids and brought them down. I felt something being pulled over my head, It felt cold and briefly my breathing felt restricted. He lifted my hands and brought them to my face it was a rubber hood, I could thankfully breathe properly so my noise and mouth must have been unobstructed but my vision was obscured, Everything I could see was through tiny pin holes. Even this wasn't going to last long as what assumed was tape was would round the hood covering the eyes. I was plunged into darkness.
I started to worry and made a whimpering sounds. A finger entered my mouth, which I began to suck. I had no idea what was happening whether or not he was speaking our if he was just standing there in total silence.
I had no idea how long I was there, a sudden pain rushed through my balls. Master Thomas was in the room. I felt and smelt the tips of his cock under my nose, I opened my mouth, as a stream of hot piss found its way into my empty stomach.
A lead was attached to my collar and a tug indicated I was to start moving. The pads had been dispensed with so the gravel dug into knees. The lead was unclipped and I was lifted up, and almost thrown into what I recognised as the back of the people carrier. A rug was thrown over me.
Although I couldn't hear any speech the vibrations in the back of the people carrier indicated we were on a journey, I tried to count to get an idea of how fat we were going, but after I reached 150 I was having difficulty remembering what was next so gave up.
Everyone and then the vibration would stop, had we reached our destination or were we stuck in traffic. Finally we were stationary for long enough for me too work out that we had stopped. However there was no sign of either Master removing me from the car. I felt the temperature drop which made me think that it had started to get dark but I was still alone. It was only when a cold wind hit me that I knew that the door was open. My legs were grabbed by a pair of arms and I was dragged out and surprisingly gently placed on the ground.
I sensed a pair of legs next to me and began to rub against them whining. A semi comforting hand cupped my head before it turned into a hard slap. A tug on the reattached lead , and I was crawling. The gravel from outside Master Thomas, and Master Jan's house had been replaced by hard pavement.
A dull noise penetrated the plugs, it was disconcerting and frightening, and I moved my head towards what I hoped was the leg of one of my Masters. It became clear we were in a bar, was it Jack's, or somewhere else. I kept bumping into legs some of which would kick at me occasionally a ball of spit which land on my naked back. Eventually the walking stopped, the return of cold air an indication we were again outside, cold air accompanied by the smell of cigar smoke. The lead was unclipped, I knelt to attention waiting for a sign.
The intense aroma of the smoke had a huge impact on me as I began sniffing the air trying to work out the different types being smoked around me. A hand prised open my mouth an d deposited a ball of ash in my mouth. I had no idea who it was but I offered my thanks. This led to others using me in a similar way, every five minutes or so with a new deposit.
I felt a hand rub my neck which initiated a whimper as I tried to locate the owners leg. I felt the lead, or was it a different lead being clipped, and I waited for the sign to move, which came quite quickly. Five minutes later we were again outside. Before long I found myself being guided into a car, the first sign that I wasn't returning to Master Jan, and Master Thomas. Although I was apprehensive there were comforting odours the smell of cigar smoke and a familiar mix of sweat and cologne. i=It was five minutes in that I realised I was actually sitting upright, I was about to if the driver was not afraid that I would be seen, when the car came to a stop and a gloved hand covered my mouth. I began to lick. The taste of cigar smoke soon meant that my attention had been diverted, The car began to move again. I have no idea how long it was before we came to a proper stop. I was guided out of the car and pushed on the ground. Was sitting in the car the closest I was going to get to being human?
Ten minutes later I was inside again, I guessed it was a house or flat. The lead was detached from the collar , and I was pulled onto my knees. My instinct told me to open my mouth. A correct one as a ball of spit hit me at the back. The hands caressed my head sit guided it onto a waiting dick. It wasn't long before I was swallowing piss. As I swallowed the last drop I said. "Thank You Sir" I leather finger was placed against my lips, I took this as an instruction to be silent.
Next I was lowered on the floor, and a blanket thrown over me, a blanket that conjured up some familiar smells. I was woken by someone shaking my shoulder, I of course could not see anything or hear but when he was certain that I was awake herbed his foot against my mouth. I grabbed it and held it as he pressed against my face, my tongue licking the soft soles. It was a brief moment but it made me feel secure. I was brought back to my knees, and was aware that I was going to be used as a urinal again.
I was left alone for the next couple of hours. Not that I knew how much time had passed, it was only when the lead was clipped back on me was I aware that I was on the move yet again. The car journey was a quick one. The car stopped and I was aware that I was alone .It wasn't too long before the seat belt was removed and I was guided out of the car. I started to kneel , but I was stopped, instead I was lifted over the Man's shoulders. The time it took to be deposited on what felt like a polished wooden floor suggested that car had been parked directly outside.
My head was rubbed as I knelt there as if he was trying make sure to tell me I was safe. I should have been apprehensive butter reasons I couldn't explain that wasn't necessary. As I tried to work out my feelings , my vision started to return, blurry after almost 24 hours in darkness , and although I could sense light through the pinholes objects were still not something I could recognise. I felt the hood being removed I was uncertain but the surroundings began to look familiar. The man was behind me. He breathed on my neck and gave it a gentle kiss, his hand moved down my face, covering my eyes, his other hand removed the plug from the left ear, then the right.
"Ok Boy?" that voice I recognised it, or I thought I did, The man moved round and I was face to face with his crotch. "Answer me Boy, or have you forgotten how to speak to your superiors" I looked up it was Sir Michael, He smiled then spat on to his boot. I bent down and licked it. "I'm good Sir"
"Are you sure? It's been a while I think we need to check. Let's see if you can remember to obey orders." He looked at me and I saw a familiar sadistic smile cross his face. "Wank" As he said that he took out a camera. "Some new habits I totally approve of" I looks down my dick was soft, "That's not changed then? Let's give you a helping hand, or should I say foot" He place his boot under my balls and gently tapped them."Now wank, or I'll kick" Somehow I managed to get myself in the right frame of mind and began wanking. "Like that Boy?" "Yes, Sir Michael" He gave me a knowing look, and somehow without trying I came , all over his boot. "You know what to do Boy' I bent down and began to lick it off "Every bit of it Boy, I've not had a decent boot clean since you went away all this months ago.
Months, had I been gone that long, I knew I had been at Jan and Thomas's for some time but not weeks surely, I tried to think what else had happened since I last saw Sir Michael, and I couldn't.
Ok that's enough, now do you know where you are? I looked round it looked familiar, but I was unsure. "Crawl round, have a look , have a sniff" I walked along the hall way I was in a kitchen, a dog bowl was on the floor by the door, although there was not sign of a dog, a pair of heavy leather boots were next to them.
I crawled back and entered what was a lounge, the smell of cigar smoke was heavy in the air, on the floor a pair of gym socks , and a lock strap. "Sniff them" I picked the jock strap up and inhaled.The only thing I could think of came out of my mouth"Master Kyle, my Master" "Yes good boy you are home, Kyle will be back in a couple of hours."
I must have been excited as Sir Michael had to restrain me and tell me to calm down. He ordered me into the kitchen. "Remember your bowls" He opened a cupboard and placed two bowls on the floor ."These are yours, but they look empty. He reached to the counter s and pouted some liquid into one of the bowl. "Kyles' piss fresh this morning" Are you hungry. "I nodded, he opened a cupboard, "Not much here I'm afraid you'll have to have this" He opened a can and poured the contents inside. I looked closely it was dog food. "Eat then, without thinking I took a mouthful.
"You like that then, let's give you some more" He opened another tin and added it to the bowl.
"Ok Boy , I'm off, Kyle will be back soon, make sure you are in a fit state to welcome him, but don't forget to drink and eat" He was almost immediately out of the house. I liked round the kitchen and without thinking took a mouthful of dog food and then another. This was followed by a mouthful of Master's piss, and then another. I repeated this a few times when the taste of piss madam thank that I need more of Master's smell and taste ,I crawled to the living room and picked up Masters jock strap and returned to the kitchen. I dipped it in the piss letting it get soaked through whilst I ate more of the dog food.
There were only a couple of mouthfuls left when I picked up the jock strap and stuffed it into my mouth.
"So you've already gone against your first instruction" It was Master. I dropped the jockstrap from my mouth. I began to whimper, knowing I had already disappointed him. He then smiled and crouched down. "come here Boy Master has missed you"