The next morning, I was given 10minutes to in the bathroom to wash up. When time was up, I was dragged out naked to the living room. There I stood legs spread out and hands clasped behind my head. I was given a thorough body examination starting from the head down. Open mouth wide and stuck tongue out. Then his hands when over my armpits down to my abs. My cock started to get hard from all the touching. Next was my cock and balls. Master pulled my foreskin back and grabbed hold my cock. I had my piss slit push apart and cock head inspected. My balls were still quite sore from the burning last night. Even a gentle touch was uncomfortable and Master were squeezing and feeling it all around. Once that was done, he had me turned around. With my legs spread wide, I have to bend down and have both palms flat on the floor. I was kept waiting for a few minutes in that position before the inspection resume. My Master had my ass cheeks spread wide and had a finger slowly inspect down my ass cheeks. My speedo tan was traced out by Master. It must have been a good sight. He also have both palms feeling up my ass, asking how the redness felt. Though still red from all the spankings, the pain was still very much manageable. I could still walk or sit properly! When he was satisfied, a finger was stucked up my asshole. He prodded continuously and my cock twitched repeatedly from anal stimulation. 'Stand up and turn around bitch'. Master had me totally hard and ordered that the dripping precum be eaten.
While Master enjoys his morning routines, I had to kneel in front of him and have my face buried onto his crotch. Breakfast was served following yesterday's routine minus the spanking. We probably have another 3-4 hours still before I have to leave and I wondered what is going to happen next. The only hint of what will happen today was 'something a slave will remember for some time'. I was given 10minutes to go to a nearby convenience store to get some lube. With that same pair of running shorts, I stepped out of the apartment, hurriedly put it on and dashed off. The guy at the convenience store really got an eye-full of my predicament and here I was buying lube. Surely more anal would be coming. When I reached home, I was made to stand at the corner facing the wall. Here I waited and waited.
Then came a ring from the doorbell. A little shocked...Master invited some guys over. I heard two guys came in. Master ordered me to come out and assumed the dispay position; legs wide and hands clasped behind my head. As I walked out, I saw it was the same two guys from the park who enjoyed watching my predicament. I would called them John and Mike. Here they are, with me standing stark naked on display for them again. I turned around for them to view my backside. 'Nice ass' was the comment which Master promptly said 'It's not fully used and roasted yet!' That scared the hell out of me. If yesterday's dildoing wasn't considered fully used, I'm not sure what was. This is starting to be a hell of a time!
'Let's see how horny this slave boy is. Beat that cock and don't stop till we say so' Master said. John and Mike were equally up for it, chipping in with 'Yeah, start the show bitch!' So I started jacking off my dick. 'Use both hands bitch and jack it good or you will regret if we do it' as they laugh and enjoy my predicament. For a moment, I had to think about all the porn I watched and how I fantasized on being put on display. It is now happening! I was closed to cumming very soon. Probably this was the closest to shooting my load finally. Heck no...no such luck! I wasn't allow to even with some begging and telling them I was very close to cumming now. Master returned with a small plate and put in on the coffee table. 'Stop now bitch. We are not done with you yet'. Immediately I took my hands off my dick and had them clasped on my head. My dick was so close to exploding, a few days worth of cum all waiting to be released. That plate was where my cum will be collected when I'm allowed to cum. As I stood there waiting again, my cock began to go soft. 'Bitch, you have 30seconds to cum now!' Here I had to start all over again. I jacked off very quick and shot a good load onto the plate. Master then looked at his watch. 'Very impressive bitch..........but not good enough' and showed a timer of 50seconds. Looks like some punishment is due now. 'Go grab the belt bitch' and I went to the room and got out belt. For this, I would be get 10 lashes of the belt on my non-performing cock. 'Go present the belt to Mike and ask for your punishment'. I went over the Mike and asked for my punishment. We went over to the table and had my cock laid on the table. I needed to tiptoe so my dick could be position on the table top. Master held my hands together behind my back and Mike proceeded to lash my dick. My dick went hard in between the first few lashes and invitingly asked for more harder lashes which Mike duely gave without much concern for my agony. After 5 lashes, Master had me go to ask John for my next 5. John took a step further and stroked my cock a few times. Then with full force, the belt landed on cock. With every lash, my cock twitched and twitched. I was hurting very much but I did not beg for it to stop. Just a lot of groaning. When all was done, I thanked both John and Mike for the punishment.
I was put back on display after the punishment and in no time I was ordered to jacked off again. This time I have 5 minutes to cum again and it would 5seconds more per lash. On top of that, every 10seconds I earned the cane on the ass. I wasn't horny any more upon hearing that. Definitely this was created to make more punishment for slave but I have no choice but to obey. With more lube I jacked off while they watch the slave trying to milk himself. When five minutes passed, I knew I was screwed big time. Beside jacking off, I played with my tits and balls to make me cum faster. By the time I shot my load, the time taken was more than 9 minutes. I had 52 lashes on my dick and 26 lashes on my ass coming. I was position for my cock lashing but this time I had my wrist tied behind my back and my legs were tied to a spreader bar. Lash after lash rained down on my cock. Those that hit only my cockhead was very painful. While they took turns to lash my cock, I was held in position by two of them ensuring no escape. My cock was thoroughly reddened by the belt.
Next up immediately was the caning. Caning will be given over a push up routine again. I had my wrist cuffs released but not my legs. Legs will be kept spread apart the entire routine. When I'm on the down position, I have to lick clean all the cum collected on the plate. Every stroke of the cane must be counted out loud. Keeping the position was equally important....for every knee that touches the floor, one additional stroke is earned. Two knees touches the floor earns two strokes additional. If chest or chin touches the floor, it will be 2 strokes each time. I was already in position while I had to listen to the long list of potential extras. On top all those, if body is not parallel to the floor on the down position, thats an additional 3 strokes. As like breakfast yesterday, up or down is by the stroke of the cane. Master was determine to not only test my physical endurance but also ensures my ass would be sore for weeks to come!
The first stroke landed. The pain was immense. 'One Sir!' and started to push down. I sticked my tongue out and licked my own cum. Number two followed rather quickly and I pushed back up. A good few second before number three landed on my ass. I closed my eyes and grasp in pain....my eyes were getting teary. As stroke four landed while licking up cum, the pain caused my knees to give way which Master instantly caught and that pretty much sums up what happened during the caning. Chest hitting the floor flat repeatedly and knees hitting floor repeatedly. By stroke 15 my body was on the verge of collapsing at times my legs were shaking while waiting for the next stroke. They were having fun obviously tormenting my poor ass. I guess all the caning is causing them to feel hot as they started to go shirtless. Seeing some skin did provide me with some nice sight but it was quickly a nightmare when the caning continued on. The pain was getting to my head that I had to be reminded to eat my own cum. For every two strokes given, I was earning an additional four. I was forced to wait o the down position and that did not help. I kept counting out loud but never kept count quietly on the extras. It was a staggering 56 times but it could be any number they wanted to and I would have to take it by forced.
I was left slump over the arm rest of the couch for some rest time. The severity and intensity of the situation was slowly going through my mind. It was not what I expected but I guess this is what no escaped training is about. A slave experiencing having no control even in the most torturing situation. During this time, Master continue to drill that concept into my head. I'm merely a slave with no rights until the session ends. Master was intent to continue only after milking me dry to drain off any feeling of horniness. For that I assumed the doggy position on the coffee table as my already sore dick was being milked. There were hands going over my tits, pinching and pulling it. There was fingering. My dick was hard but reaching orgasm was more difficult. My red ass was left rather untouch except for the fingering action. Perhaps it was a way to let the sting eat into me without any relief.
They took turns jacking me off. I think they got tired from jacking me off and switched multiple times. It must have been 30 or even 45minutes before I shot a really small load out. Every drop of it was fed into my mouth. I let out a sigh of relief and felt like just falling flat on the coffee table. I was led to the bed and lay face down. A gagged was put onto my mouth and together with the blindfold too. 'We are not interested in your complains, moans or groans'. With that my ass was pulled up, and hands were spreading my ass cheeks. I felt lube being applied and Master's cock was shoved in without any noticed. One of them step over and a squated over my shoulders literally keeping my chest planted on the bed while my ass was being fucked merciless. Master knew it would cause me great pain during the initial assault which he thoroughly ensured it lasted as long as it could. Shoved in and pull it out and repeat without giving me any chance for me to get used to the anal invasion. Master fucked away and while those guys ensured I was in no way able to resists. Here I took a fucking of my life.
When the pain died down, I was turned around and had the gagged remove. Master continued to fuck me while I had dick shoved down my throat. Not one dick but I had to service two at once. Both ends are thoroughly used non stop. At times I was nearly choking away with dick forced down my throat. Everyone took turns fucking me. They had me up doggy style again. I guess it was easier to fuck me and had dicks up my mouth in the position. Each of them fucked me at least twice and in between I had to suck on their cocks. My asshole really felt very loose and it did felt much better as times goes. The mouth fucking was relentless and it wasn't enjoyable. I wish it was more enjoyable as I would have gladly sucked on their cocks without any force involve. Once they were all satisfied, I lied down on the bed facing them as they stood towering over me. I had my blindfold removed and made to watched with mouth open for their cum. Yes my face of showered with their cum and some landed straight into my mouth.
I was given a small cloth to wipe the cum off my face and held cum in my mouth. Little did I know that same cloth would be gaggaed up my mouth! Once done, my mouth was forced open and the cloth shoved in. I was pushed back down onto the bed and was tied spreadeagle. My ass was then elevated by a few pillows, exposing it as a perfect target for my remaining punishment. By this time, my ass was absolutely very red. Master took out a wooden paddle on top of the belt which John was holding. Master stood to my right and John to my left. Now the strokes just rained down on my ass at a fairly consistant pace. Paddle coming from the right and belt coming from the left. I would rate the intensity here an 8 or 9. They swith positions and carried on. John also took turns spanking my ass. When I wiggled too much from the pain, my upper body was held down to the bed firmly. My sobs, begs over the gagges was useless. Tears were flowing was my eyes. There was only a few brief stops to let me catch a breather. Punishment given to its intent; ful force without any mercy.
Once it was done, I was released from my bounds. I just laid there no moving and sobbing. They inspected my ass with great pleasure. Feeling each cheek with pleasure. I felt totally helpless without any energy left. I was helped to the shower and I noticed from the mirror the multiple cane marks and the obviously patch of redness with only a faint hint of my speedo tan lines remained. I stood over the cold water shower for like 20minutes and Master was kind enough to bring in some ice.
Yes, it took another 1 hour or so before I could gather myself back. Walking was difficult and so was sitting. Now I totally wish I could just go back buck naked. Even shorts was uncomfortable. We exchange pleasantries with everyone and there ends a weekend I would forever remember.
28 Mar 2013
26 Mar 2013
Weekend Training & Ownership..Part 4
Part 4:
After dinner, we spent time at the mall....people watching, cup of coffee, window shopping and the likes. It was crowded with people as it was a Saturday night. I had to display myself at the restroom 3 times during this time. Once was voluntary as I needed to pee and the other two times, I was ordered to do it with the threat of more spankings. One restroom which I was ordered in was the one at the cinema and the traffic was heavy with movie goers. Master did came in to ensure compliance by washing his hands, fluffing his hair etc. So there wasn't a chance to just expose myself for a nanosecond. I did stand further in to hide my dick from view as standing there naked with no pee felt really awkward. The only time I obeyed fully was when Master was peeing right beside me. Thank God I peed some...I would have felt like some unshameful maniac standing at the urinal and not peeing!
We hit for home after that. I was already quite tired from the day...walking around and from the work out at the park but there was still more to come. Master had me on my knees waiting for his next moves. Then I was ordered to to extend my hands with my palms open. Muscle pain cream was squeezed out to both palms. Now I was ordered to rub it to my balls. 'Let me see those balls white in cream, bitch..or I will stick some up with a dildo!' As I worked on my own balls, my dick started to get hard. The cream was not enough to cover my balls white, so I had to ask for more. 'Sir, please give me some more cream, Sir'. More cream was given and my balls were all covered with cream now. Master had me stand up with my legs spread and hands holding my ears. He adjusted a blowing fan right at my crotch. I was standing there like a small kid being punished and having my balls literally set on fire! Strangely, I was leaking precum in such a predicament eventhough my dick wasn't fully erect.
I stood there for a full 15minutes before being ordered to the bathroom. 'Now, we are going to clean you up bitch' I was glad to hear that and had the fire on my balls put out. I was way wrong! 'Bend down and spread those cheeks wide bitch'. I obeyed quickly. 'We are going to clean that ass first bitch' and with it came a playful smack on my ass. Without much delay, fluid was flowing freely into my ass. The whole ordeal lasted 3 or 4 times before I was allowed to clean myself in the shower. Master was visibly having fun as I was leaking a lot of precum which was fed into my mouth. However, the effect of the burning cream did subside with time. Perhaps my mind was concentrating more on holding the fluid in my ass that the burning on my balls. It just felt les as time when on.
The scene was set; my ass would see the most action in my life up to date. First up, was a fingering session. Slave was to assume the doggy position; on knees and and resting on my arms. Knees would be spread a part and kept in position. Both arms would flat on the bed at all times. In short, keep the position and keep that ass high and accessible. The position made feel like a real bitch. A nice tight ass waiting to be played with. The fingering felt very good; one, two and up to 3 fingers at a time. It was so good that I begged for it not to stop. My dick was also played with occasionally which erected almost instantly. Master then tied my balls and cock. To heightened the experience, a blindfold was put on.
Master continued to with fingering. It was driving me crazy in a good way. It definitely helped getting my ass ready for more eventhought I spent almost half a day with buttplug on. Next up, was a long beaded dildo. It wasn't huge or thick but it was definitely long. Master worked it in all the way..teasing my asshole at the rounded beads. The sensation of it was both of ectasy and discomfort as it proded my inner bowels. A feeling of both wanting to expel it out and wanting more of it but Master was in utter control; how fast or slow it goes and how deep each probe was. Master wanted to hear me enjoying having my asshole played with. I wanted Master to train me to be a power bottom, a slave that would crave for a fucking every minute of the day.
The strokes were slow and deep. I was moaning in pleasure. As it was gently pulled out, it was very quickly replace by another dildo. It was thicker, probably what you would consider as a M size cock. Master plunged it in and jack hammered it in and out in quick succession. The fast assault resulted in a load moan and some resistance. Master grabbed me by the balls and pulled me up while his other hand continue to dildo fuck me like hell. This felt like a slave boy being abused. Sensuality turned into horror. I managed to catch a breathe when it was pulled out. A so call short rest before it went in again. This time it was slower and it did not cause as much discomfort as earlier. Full length in out slowly. When there was a hint that I was enjoying it, Master jack hammered it away. I felt like I'm going to cum. It was a combination of 'Oh I'm going to cum' 'Please dont stop' running through my mind as I moan and groan with my head shaking and at times buried with my hands on the bed.
Master gave a slap on my ass and ordered me to lie down on my back. He had my ankle and hands on cuffs. Both hands were cuffed to the bed above my head. He ordered me to pull my legs up and it was secured to the bed frame over my head. Now I have my asshole exposed to be assaulted. Master removed my blindfold, so I could see the incoming assault of my asshole. Master wanted to hear me beg sincerely and enthusiastically to be dildo fucked. I was instructed to beg continuously until Master says otherwise. He took out a fucking long and thick dildo. It was more than 12 inches long and like 8inches in circumference thick. Master wanted to hear me beg to have my asshole stretched now. Once lubed, Master teased my asshole with it waiting for the right moment to strike. As it pushes in, I felt the immense pain as it stretches my asshole wide. Master ordered me to continue begging and not moan or groan with the pain. In between of the 'ah's and I had to beg for more. It was hard to adjust to and the pain got more of me and beg for it to stop instead. Stop it did in fact only for the belt to appear.
'Perhaps you would like this more, bitch'. Two very hard strokes landed on my red ass. My body tensed and my legs trembled from the sting. More would come if I beg for a fucking to stop. So I continue to beg for the dildo fucking with my eyes teary. The giant dildo made its way in again. Slowly it enters and I could it stretching its way inch by inch. Half way in, it was slowly pulled out and it enters again. Repeat and repeat it was with more lube. It finally got to the point where it did not hurt as much and could possibly enjoy being fucked. At long last, the entire dildo was stuff up my ass held there and I was slowly fucked by it. The feeling was intense and a feeling totally lost for words. Could I ride something this big and be pleasure by it?? Probably not. I guess that's the true meaning of being used/abused as a slave boy!
By the time we finished the dildo fucking, a full bottle of lube was used up. My dick, which was kept tied, went hard and flacid multiple times today without being able to cum. My asshole was evidently quite used and I could feel the soreness of it. I was released from the bed and with that, Master had me dress up in jeans and tshirt not even allowing me to clean up at all. We have spent almost 90minutes working my asshole. It looks like Master had other things in mind still for the night.
We went to the red-light district. Bars, clubs, strip clubs, go-go clubs you named it. While on the street leading to the gay section, there came the order to undress and change clothes. In his hands, held a super small and short muscle-t; one that will expose the word 'SLAVE' and the other was one of those dreaded running shorts which would put my crotch in full view if I sat down. I begged Master to allow me to change in a less public place. The conversation went back and forth until it was decided that I could change in a back-lane. Sounded like a quick and easy deal but it was not. I had to walked down the back-lane, strip completely naked and hold each clothing with hands on the side. There, I would wait for Master to hand me my clothe change. As I started to walk quickly away, Master said 'A nice hard woody before I will walk in with your new clothes'. I do not know which was worst; to quickly change in a corner along a busy street or wait completely naked with a boner on a back-lane. I did exactly as told. The idea of stripping kinda got me excited and in no time that boner was up. Master took his time to walk in....it felt like ages and I hurriedly put on the shorts when handed to me. Master witheld the muscle-t and I realized that I needed to thank him which I quickly did and ask for the T. In this outfit, I looked like go-go dancer or some guy dressing up like its Halloween!
Master liked parading a slave dressed like a slut/bitch..not exactly naked but left nothing to the imagination. We had to walk past the straight bars, clubs, female strip clubs and such. It was packed with locals and tourists alike. I definitely add more flare to the already happening place. Female strippers/ go-go dancer was a looking as I walked past. When we hit the gay strip, I was like stalked with stares everywhere. Even some catcalls! We went to a go-go boy club without any incident. Enjoyed all the eye-candy which caused me to get a boner. The boner was almost constant....afterall I'm gay and into guys! Then we hit a very crowded dance club. Not my thing but here I was literally grabbed, grobed, molested among the crowd. Amid the loud music, here I was going to be fucked in the restroom by my Master. I was led to the cubicle. Without thinking I closed the cubicle door as I followed in. 'No, bitch! You are keeping that door open'. With that Master had me turn around forcefully and had my shorts yanked down. 'Bend down, bitch and hold on'. Due to the small space, I could only hold onto the door hinge and with my head sticking out of the cubicle. I could see whoever is walking into the restroom and likewise for anyone walking into the restroom.
With some spit and fingering, Master penetrated me with force. Both his hands held my groin and his large cock pounded into me. Master pounded away without any concern. I was moaning, groaning both in pleasure and pain. As time goesby, it was pleasure more and more. 'Oh fuck' I moaned continuously. As news got out about a fucking going on, a steady stream of guys came in to check it out. The restroom was filled with guys watching! It was a good 5 to 10 minutes I think before Master was ready to cum. I had kneel down in front and prepare for a cum facial. Master shot his load on my face and then shoved his cock down my throat for me to lick clean. Once done, I had to rub cum on my face and hair and headed out.
We spent the rest of the night, sitting outside a busy club enjoying a bottle of beer. Smelling like cum and sitting with my legs spread wide the whole time. I was asked to stand up and moved my chair a few times, so I could sit a face guys for maximum exposure. It also enabled people to view my status as a 'SLAVE' and at times my bulging crotch everytime I had to stand up. With that, we went home for a good night sleeps together without any release for me.
......to be continued. final chapter to come.
After dinner, we spent time at the mall....people watching, cup of coffee, window shopping and the likes. It was crowded with people as it was a Saturday night. I had to display myself at the restroom 3 times during this time. Once was voluntary as I needed to pee and the other two times, I was ordered to do it with the threat of more spankings. One restroom which I was ordered in was the one at the cinema and the traffic was heavy with movie goers. Master did came in to ensure compliance by washing his hands, fluffing his hair etc. So there wasn't a chance to just expose myself for a nanosecond. I did stand further in to hide my dick from view as standing there naked with no pee felt really awkward. The only time I obeyed fully was when Master was peeing right beside me. Thank God I peed some...I would have felt like some unshameful maniac standing at the urinal and not peeing!
We hit for home after that. I was already quite tired from the day...walking around and from the work out at the park but there was still more to come. Master had me on my knees waiting for his next moves. Then I was ordered to to extend my hands with my palms open. Muscle pain cream was squeezed out to both palms. Now I was ordered to rub it to my balls. 'Let me see those balls white in cream, bitch..or I will stick some up with a dildo!' As I worked on my own balls, my dick started to get hard. The cream was not enough to cover my balls white, so I had to ask for more. 'Sir, please give me some more cream, Sir'. More cream was given and my balls were all covered with cream now. Master had me stand up with my legs spread and hands holding my ears. He adjusted a blowing fan right at my crotch. I was standing there like a small kid being punished and having my balls literally set on fire! Strangely, I was leaking precum in such a predicament eventhough my dick wasn't fully erect.
I stood there for a full 15minutes before being ordered to the bathroom. 'Now, we are going to clean you up bitch' I was glad to hear that and had the fire on my balls put out. I was way wrong! 'Bend down and spread those cheeks wide bitch'. I obeyed quickly. 'We are going to clean that ass first bitch' and with it came a playful smack on my ass. Without much delay, fluid was flowing freely into my ass. The whole ordeal lasted 3 or 4 times before I was allowed to clean myself in the shower. Master was visibly having fun as I was leaking a lot of precum which was fed into my mouth. However, the effect of the burning cream did subside with time. Perhaps my mind was concentrating more on holding the fluid in my ass that the burning on my balls. It just felt les as time when on.
The scene was set; my ass would see the most action in my life up to date. First up, was a fingering session. Slave was to assume the doggy position; on knees and and resting on my arms. Knees would be spread a part and kept in position. Both arms would flat on the bed at all times. In short, keep the position and keep that ass high and accessible. The position made feel like a real bitch. A nice tight ass waiting to be played with. The fingering felt very good; one, two and up to 3 fingers at a time. It was so good that I begged for it not to stop. My dick was also played with occasionally which erected almost instantly. Master then tied my balls and cock. To heightened the experience, a blindfold was put on.
Master continued to with fingering. It was driving me crazy in a good way. It definitely helped getting my ass ready for more eventhought I spent almost half a day with buttplug on. Next up, was a long beaded dildo. It wasn't huge or thick but it was definitely long. Master worked it in all the way..teasing my asshole at the rounded beads. The sensation of it was both of ectasy and discomfort as it proded my inner bowels. A feeling of both wanting to expel it out and wanting more of it but Master was in utter control; how fast or slow it goes and how deep each probe was. Master wanted to hear me enjoying having my asshole played with. I wanted Master to train me to be a power bottom, a slave that would crave for a fucking every minute of the day.
The strokes were slow and deep. I was moaning in pleasure. As it was gently pulled out, it was very quickly replace by another dildo. It was thicker, probably what you would consider as a M size cock. Master plunged it in and jack hammered it in and out in quick succession. The fast assault resulted in a load moan and some resistance. Master grabbed me by the balls and pulled me up while his other hand continue to dildo fuck me like hell. This felt like a slave boy being abused. Sensuality turned into horror. I managed to catch a breathe when it was pulled out. A so call short rest before it went in again. This time it was slower and it did not cause as much discomfort as earlier. Full length in out slowly. When there was a hint that I was enjoying it, Master jack hammered it away. I felt like I'm going to cum. It was a combination of 'Oh I'm going to cum' 'Please dont stop' running through my mind as I moan and groan with my head shaking and at times buried with my hands on the bed.
Master gave a slap on my ass and ordered me to lie down on my back. He had my ankle and hands on cuffs. Both hands were cuffed to the bed above my head. He ordered me to pull my legs up and it was secured to the bed frame over my head. Now I have my asshole exposed to be assaulted. Master removed my blindfold, so I could see the incoming assault of my asshole. Master wanted to hear me beg sincerely and enthusiastically to be dildo fucked. I was instructed to beg continuously until Master says otherwise. He took out a fucking long and thick dildo. It was more than 12 inches long and like 8inches in circumference thick. Master wanted to hear me beg to have my asshole stretched now. Once lubed, Master teased my asshole with it waiting for the right moment to strike. As it pushes in, I felt the immense pain as it stretches my asshole wide. Master ordered me to continue begging and not moan or groan with the pain. In between of the 'ah's and I had to beg for more. It was hard to adjust to and the pain got more of me and beg for it to stop instead. Stop it did in fact only for the belt to appear.
'Perhaps you would like this more, bitch'. Two very hard strokes landed on my red ass. My body tensed and my legs trembled from the sting. More would come if I beg for a fucking to stop. So I continue to beg for the dildo fucking with my eyes teary. The giant dildo made its way in again. Slowly it enters and I could it stretching its way inch by inch. Half way in, it was slowly pulled out and it enters again. Repeat and repeat it was with more lube. It finally got to the point where it did not hurt as much and could possibly enjoy being fucked. At long last, the entire dildo was stuff up my ass held there and I was slowly fucked by it. The feeling was intense and a feeling totally lost for words. Could I ride something this big and be pleasure by it?? Probably not. I guess that's the true meaning of being used/abused as a slave boy!
By the time we finished the dildo fucking, a full bottle of lube was used up. My dick, which was kept tied, went hard and flacid multiple times today without being able to cum. My asshole was evidently quite used and I could feel the soreness of it. I was released from the bed and with that, Master had me dress up in jeans and tshirt not even allowing me to clean up at all. We have spent almost 90minutes working my asshole. It looks like Master had other things in mind still for the night.
We went to the red-light district. Bars, clubs, strip clubs, go-go clubs you named it. While on the street leading to the gay section, there came the order to undress and change clothes. In his hands, held a super small and short muscle-t; one that will expose the word 'SLAVE' and the other was one of those dreaded running shorts which would put my crotch in full view if I sat down. I begged Master to allow me to change in a less public place. The conversation went back and forth until it was decided that I could change in a back-lane. Sounded like a quick and easy deal but it was not. I had to walked down the back-lane, strip completely naked and hold each clothing with hands on the side. There, I would wait for Master to hand me my clothe change. As I started to walk quickly away, Master said 'A nice hard woody before I will walk in with your new clothes'. I do not know which was worst; to quickly change in a corner along a busy street or wait completely naked with a boner on a back-lane. I did exactly as told. The idea of stripping kinda got me excited and in no time that boner was up. Master took his time to walk in....it felt like ages and I hurriedly put on the shorts when handed to me. Master witheld the muscle-t and I realized that I needed to thank him which I quickly did and ask for the T. In this outfit, I looked like go-go dancer or some guy dressing up like its Halloween!
Master liked parading a slave dressed like a slut/bitch..not exactly naked but left nothing to the imagination. We had to walk past the straight bars, clubs, female strip clubs and such. It was packed with locals and tourists alike. I definitely add more flare to the already happening place. Female strippers/ go-go dancer was a looking as I walked past. When we hit the gay strip, I was like stalked with stares everywhere. Even some catcalls! We went to a go-go boy club without any incident. Enjoyed all the eye-candy which caused me to get a boner. The boner was almost constant....afterall I'm gay and into guys! Then we hit a very crowded dance club. Not my thing but here I was literally grabbed, grobed, molested among the crowd. Amid the loud music, here I was going to be fucked in the restroom by my Master. I was led to the cubicle. Without thinking I closed the cubicle door as I followed in. 'No, bitch! You are keeping that door open'. With that Master had me turn around forcefully and had my shorts yanked down. 'Bend down, bitch and hold on'. Due to the small space, I could only hold onto the door hinge and with my head sticking out of the cubicle. I could see whoever is walking into the restroom and likewise for anyone walking into the restroom.
With some spit and fingering, Master penetrated me with force. Both his hands held my groin and his large cock pounded into me. Master pounded away without any concern. I was moaning, groaning both in pleasure and pain. As time goesby, it was pleasure more and more. 'Oh fuck' I moaned continuously. As news got out about a fucking going on, a steady stream of guys came in to check it out. The restroom was filled with guys watching! It was a good 5 to 10 minutes I think before Master was ready to cum. I had kneel down in front and prepare for a cum facial. Master shot his load on my face and then shoved his cock down my throat for me to lick clean. Once done, I had to rub cum on my face and hair and headed out.
We spent the rest of the night, sitting outside a busy club enjoying a bottle of beer. Smelling like cum and sitting with my legs spread wide the whole time. I was asked to stand up and moved my chair a few times, so I could sit a face guys for maximum exposure. It also enabled people to view my status as a 'SLAVE' and at times my bulging crotch everytime I had to stand up. With that, we went home for a good night sleeps together without any release for me.
......to be continued. final chapter to come.
24 Mar 2013
A Spanking Guide
I found this on the internet. It does look like something from Dark Vulcan from long ago. Anyway, enjoy guide.
Position & Posture
One of the factors that sets spanking apart from other forms of discipline is the deliberate and sometimes ceremonial positioning of the participants. While some spankings are haphazard, many prefer spankings that include the ritual of positioning.
Both the spankee and spanker adopt positions that facilitate and enhance the spanking. These positions generally work to the advantage of the spanker and the disadvantage of the spankee.
The spanker enjoys the following advantages from their position:
Both the spankee and spanker adopt positions that facilitate and enhance the spanking. These positions generally work to the advantage of the spanker and the disadvantage of the spankee.
The spanker enjoys the following advantages from their position:
Comfort
Whether standing or sitting, the spanker is positioned to be comfortable throughout the spanking. They are able to swing their arm at a natural angle and able to sustain a lengthy spanking with ease because of their position.
Strength
Because they are able to wind up and freely swing their arm at a natural angle, the spanker is able to apply swats to the intended target with force. While standing, the spanker cannot only swing their arm but rotate their body to deliver maximum energy to an anxiously awaiting, clenching derriere.
Full Access
The spankee's position is designed to fully expose their bottom and the spanker's relative position is designed to put that bottom at a convenient angle and height. Therefore, the spanker is able to view, tweak, pat and spank it.
Safety
Because the spanker is in the position to easily spank the rear-end at the correct angle, it is much less likely that a blow will fall too high or too low.
Control
The spanker's position gives them the "upper hand" and allows them to easily control the spankee. They sit or stand higher than the spankee and are easily able to restrain and situate the spankee.
The spankee realizes the following effects from their position:
The spankee realizes the following effects from their position:
Relative comfort
Except for the notable exception of their backside, many think it's important that the spankee be relatively comfortable so they can focus on the sensations being inflicted upon their posterior.
Anticipation
Bending over and getting into position to get your bottom blistered signals the beginning of the spanking and builds anticipation.
Increased sensation
A properly positioned bottom will tend to be spanked harder and more completely on the sensitive "sit spot."
Humiliation
Being put over the knee is a childish, humiliating posture. Having to "assume the position" is humiliating in its submission and rubs in the fact that they are being spanked.
Exposure
A properly positioned bottom is fully exposed. The cheeks are fully presented and split, their undersides turned up. In the case of men, the anus and back of scrotum show. Women are even more exposed, their rectums and vulvas fully visible.
Emphasis on their bottom
Spanking positions place the center of attention on the bottom of the person being spanked, a fact not lost on said person. The bottom is emphasized by its exposure and upturned position relative to the spanker.
Presentation of their bottom
Not only is the bottom exposed and emphasized but the spankee feels they are willingly "sticking it out" and presenting it for its punishment in the same way that the condemned man must place his head on the chopping block. The spankee knows their bottom cannot evade or escape the swats.
Submission
Cooperatively getting into position to be spanked is the primary act of submission in spanking.
Safety
Although it may be of little solace, the spankee can take comfort in the fact that their position affords safety from injury. Of course, this can be disconcerting if they know they will be spanked with even more abandon.
Loss of control
Once positioned, the spankee has relinquished control and may not easily regain it until the spanking is done. They may have difficulty removing their rear from the line of fire if they try.
Inability to clench
When standing, one can clench their cheeks together, mitigating the sting of a swat and the exposure. When properly positioned, it is more difficult to clench cheeks and the spanking will be applied to a relaxed, bouncing bottom.
Excellent visual presentation
Speaking from the point of view of an admitted bottom fancier, there are few times that someone looks more adorable and beautiful than when he or she is positioned to be spanked. Not only is the bottom emphasized, but it is formed to a flattering shape and sexily perked out. Spanking positions would be sexy even to people not into spanking.
Specific Positions
Following are descriptions of various positions that many find erotic, their distinguishing characteristics, tactics that can be used to enhance them, and precautions to take. All descriptions assume a right-handed spanker.
Over the lap
The spanker sits with good posture in an armless chair, knees together. The person being spanked must lay face down across the spanker's lap, with their head to the left and their feet to the right. They must be over the lap far enough so their bottom is conveniently located directly over the spanker's right thigh. In order to preserve modesty, the person being spanked may be tempted to lie flat with their head up and legs straight out behind; however, if they are concerned for their modesty, they shouldn't have gotten themselves spanked in the first place. The spankee's head and shoulders should be angled down and their knees tucked down out of the way so that their bottom is well turned up. A palm pressed against the back of the head and swats to the thighs are helpful in positioning the spankee.
Knees should be at least six inches apart and the lower back should be "arched" or dipped to further turn up their rear. For a woman, this will result in her vulva being fully exposed and presented. Depending on size, toes will either be resting against the floor or hoisted off a few inches. The full weight of the spankee should be resting on the lap.
Hands can either be on the floor or grasping the legs of the chair. If the right hand flies back during spanking, it should be pinned to the lower back by the spanker's left hand.
Prior to starting to spank, the spanker should firmly grasp the spankee's waist above the right hip with the left hand to prevent squirming off the lap. Then the left elbow should be planted between the shoulder blades to keep the head and shoulders from bobbing up. The spanker should raise their right knee slightly, turning up the bottom further. In the case of a woman or man spanking a boy, she should make sure his penis is pressed firmly against her right thigh and aimed to the left.
By turning their upper body to the right, the spanker can get a fuller swing and more comfortably apply a stronger swat. By combining all of these tactics - the raised knee, the elbow in the back, the hand in the small of the back - the spanker can effectively pin the spankee down and spank the daylights out of them.
Knees should be at least six inches apart and the lower back should be "arched" or dipped to further turn up their rear. For a woman, this will result in her vulva being fully exposed and presented. Depending on size, toes will either be resting against the floor or hoisted off a few inches. The full weight of the spankee should be resting on the lap.
Hands can either be on the floor or grasping the legs of the chair. If the right hand flies back during spanking, it should be pinned to the lower back by the spanker's left hand.
Prior to starting to spank, the spanker should firmly grasp the spankee's waist above the right hip with the left hand to prevent squirming off the lap. Then the left elbow should be planted between the shoulder blades to keep the head and shoulders from bobbing up. The spanker should raise their right knee slightly, turning up the bottom further. In the case of a woman or man spanking a boy, she should make sure his penis is pressed firmly against her right thigh and aimed to the left.
By turning their upper body to the right, the spanker can get a fuller swing and more comfortably apply a stronger swat. By combining all of these tactics - the raised knee, the elbow in the back, the hand in the small of the back - the spanker can effectively pin the spankee down and spank the daylights out of them.
Over the knee
Similar to over-the-lap except the spankee is bent over the left knee with their legs restrained by the spanker's right leg.
Hands on ankles
This is the classic school-style paddling position. The student must stand well clear of obstacles with feet shoulder width apart. Leaving knees straight and back straight, the student must bend over and grasp their ankles with both hands. The spanker may want to observe the student's hands throughout the paddling to ensure they do not leave the ankles and earn extra swats.
The spanker stands facing the left side of the student. They should stand far enough away so the paddle barely overlaps past the right cheek. They should adjust fore and aft to ensure that both cheeks are struck at the same time (assuming a paddle is being used. Canes and straps warrant slightly forward positioning). It is not possible to more fully expose and present a rear end than when in this position. When one is told to bend over and grab their ankles, one is, in effect, being told, "we intend to thoroughly paddle your bottom. So not only will you present your rear-end but you will stretch and endeavor to stick it up and out as far as you absolutely positively can. And throughout the paddling, you will continue to strain to stick it out for the paddle."
Since the angle between the legs and the upper body is well under 90 degrees, this position spreads the cheeks and exposes the rectum and genitals more than any other position. This is a great fantasy position, but many think it only works safely in reality for spankees with flexible bodies (especially when a thick paddle is used). Inflexible people can't reach their ankles without bending their knees. Men run the risk of getting their testicles whacked. Non-fleshy butts get pulled tightly across the pelvic bones and don't provide enough padding when a heavy paddle is used.
The spanker stands facing the left side of the student. They should stand far enough away so the paddle barely overlaps past the right cheek. They should adjust fore and aft to ensure that both cheeks are struck at the same time (assuming a paddle is being used. Canes and straps warrant slightly forward positioning). It is not possible to more fully expose and present a rear end than when in this position. When one is told to bend over and grab their ankles, one is, in effect, being told, "we intend to thoroughly paddle your bottom. So not only will you present your rear-end but you will stretch and endeavor to stick it up and out as far as you absolutely positively can. And throughout the paddling, you will continue to strain to stick it out for the paddle."
Since the angle between the legs and the upper body is well under 90 degrees, this position spreads the cheeks and exposes the rectum and genitals more than any other position. This is a great fantasy position, but many think it only works safely in reality for spankees with flexible bodies (especially when a thick paddle is used). Inflexible people can't reach their ankles without bending their knees. Men run the risk of getting their testicles whacked. Non-fleshy butts get pulled tightly across the pelvic bones and don't provide enough padding when a heavy paddle is used.
Hands on knees
is a safer, more workable position than hands-on-ankles. The bottom is presented in a plumper, more paddle-friendly shape but visually, the position is still very school-like. Depending on the person, I think this position can be more visually appealing because the back can be arched a bit which perks up the bottom. In fact, the further up the legs the hands are placed, the more the spankee can arch their back and stick out their rump. Again, feet should be shoulder width apart and hand positioning enforced. Because the back can be arched and bottom upturned, it should be required, both prior and during the paddling. A technique which tends to arch the back correctly is to require the student to look forward at a spot high on the wall. That way, they are required to pull their head up and arch their back.
Over the desk on tiptoes
Another school-like position. The student must bend over a desk with nose or chest pressed to the desk. Hands and arms should be placed on the desk over their head to further arch the back. To further elevate their bottoms to be spanked, they must raise up onto their toes. Penalty swats can be awarded for every incidence of a heel touching the floor (hint: watch after the "last" swat before the student is told they may relax).
Over a barstool or horse
This is probably the best position for paddling because the bottom is presented in a plump and relaxed manner. The person to be punished must lay their full weight across the stool, their feet hanging and hands grasping the legs of the stool at a level such that there is a little support for their upper body. This is a relaxed, comfortable position which works well for lengthy spankings.
Laying on bed
Another comfortable position for lengthy spankings and ensuing diversions. The spankee must lay face-down on a bed. Their face should be pressed to the mattress while their hips and bottom are elevated on pillows. Since pillows are compressible, it may take three or four to achieve the proper elevation.
Kneeling in chair
This is a favorite positions for spankees with great butts because, properly executed, it presents the rear in its most flattering light. The trick is in the execution. The spankee must kneel in the seat of a padded chair (save those knees for later) facing the back with the thighs vertical and upper body forward over the back. Again, the spankee should be required to arch the back well. Two things conspire to shape his or her bottom. First, the back of the chair prevents him or her from bending so far as to preclude a good back arch. Second, just as high heels shape calves fully by angling the foot to shorten and bulge the calf muscle, kneeling with the calves at right angles to the thighs seems to allow the buttocks to bulge fully.
Adjustment & readjustment
Most people think it's important to deliberately position and adjust the spankee prior to the first swat. Emphasis should be placed on positioning and presenting the bottom fully. Throughout the spanking, the spankee should be readjusted as their position begins to fail.
Verbal instruction
Many folks think it's best to require the spankee to willfully maintain their own position without the physical assistance of the spanker, especially in the case of stand-up paddlings. Therefore, verbal communication is necessary throughout the spanking to encourage the spankee to continue to assume the correct position.
Pickiness
One of the disciplinary aspects of spanking is that no matter how perfect the spankee is positioned, they can always improve, stick their bottom out a little further, etc. The spanker should not feel guilty that their exacting demands regarding position are perhaps a little too picky and unrealistic.
Punishment vs Erotic Spanking
I found this which illustrates the difference between a punishment spanking and erotic spanking.
Weekend Training & Ownership..Part 3
I was allowed back my shorts after the temporarily tattoos were completed. I walked out the shop shirtless not knowing what to expect. I'm quite shy and don't even go shirtless at home, now walking out in town shirtless with my new status as a slave boy for all to see.
We got home and I stripped naked immediately before stepping into Master's apartment. I had to facing the door and Master went to prepare for my next predicament. Master returned with a spreader bar which we attached to my neck collar and wrists. Next I was blindfolded. I trembled a little in the darkness after realized a heightened sense of helplessness and fear. Master led me away to what felt like the middle of the living room. My legs were then spread apart . I will be standing there in position until Master decides otherwise. My chastity of taken off and soon my dick sprang to life after being caged. I could feel Master stroking my dick and feeling up my crotch. It was a nice feeling and I wished Master would continue doing that! I have not cummed for the last 24 hours and its driving me nuts when I get hard.
My balls were tied up and weights were put on. I let out a soft moan when my balls were being pulled down by the weights. Master held onto me from behind and sensually caress my chest down to my abs as I get used to my new predicament. It gave me a sense of security feeling the embrace of Master while having my chest being caress. Soon his hands were concentrating on my tits. Yes, I knew the clips were coming that way. His hands slowly worked my tits. When both tits were nicely clipped, the new sensation of pain just went up a notch higher. Master continues to hug me from behind while whispering 'You are my slave, bitch. You will take whatever I give you'.
'Yes Sir' I answered and Master sat at the couch. 'You liked it so far, bitch?' I answered Yes Sir again. Master had me reaffirmed my positioned as his slave. 'I'm your slave Sir. I my ass is plugged by you Sir. My body is owned my you Sir. Sir can used, display, discipline slave as you see fit Sir. I will do as you wish Sir.' All this time, I was leaking pre-cum. It turned me on somehow. 'Keep that dick hard, bitch' Master commanded. Master started to slapping my dick around every time it felt like going limp. It was a dick whipping time! Ruler or belt, it all landed on my dick to make me hard again. Not sure, but the sting did make it come to life every time! Slave will ask/beg for the cock whipping. After every stroke, I thanked Master and asked for another one. The pain slowly got uncontrollable and I started to beg to stop. Master wanted 20 more! I had to count and thank Master for each. When it was done, I had the clips and weights removed. Then I spent some time tied up and gagged on the chair.
Master reminded that I still had a spanking which I earned for being reluctant to strip at the tattoo shop. I hesitantly said Yes Sir. So it time to go out again and Master said it was time to put me to test. I was given back my tshirt and shorts to wear. Master decided that the chastity was not necessary but decided the keep my ass plugged. Our first stop was a gay sauna. It was late afternoon and there was quite a crowd inside already. I was the only guy there being totally naked. The guys either were in towels or underwears. I followed Master around the sauna. It was like Master was parading me for everyone to see. I was touched here and there while I walked past. After awhile, I kind off of got used to it and like the attention. My dick was played with, tits pinched, even had a spanked on my buttplug. Master finally decided to go to the deck lounge. I had to stand facing Master while he sat. I could see his smile. He is enjoying it very much. Obviously more and more guys were coming up to see what's going to happen. With so much near naked guys around, it was difficult not to stay hard. Now, slave will get over my knee and get a spanking. That was a surprised...a public spanking at the sauna. Master signalled me to go over his lap. I reluctantly go over his lap and put on brave face. Master slapped away with his hands rapidly on both my cheeks. In between strokes, I had my ass spread open, balls played with and cock pulled back. Master continued to spank me and some guys passing by also took the opportunity to spank my ass. After awhile, I had to change my position so my ass was more in view for everyone. It stopped when I was closed to tears. Master led me up and brought me to this lighted place. I had my back to the grills and had to kneel down. Master tied my hands above my head and my balls and cock were tied very tightly. I have to accomplish getting 5 facials. Yes....I was sucking dick like a bitch. I had cum on my hair, face, neck, chest by the time I finished the task. Master came and rub the cum all over me. He held my head and started to fuck my mouth. He shot his load all over my face. He untied my hands and had me rub his cum onto my face.
I was not allowed to wash up or used the bathroom. He had me dress up and ready to leave with me smelling like cum! I was horny and was eager to cum myself but I knew if I tried to touch my dick, I would be severely punished. We walked out of the sauna and I could smell cum all over myself and its getting sticky. Master pull me onto him and said more fun is on the way. You can wash away the cum later with an evil smile.
After a short walk we reach a park. It looks like a big park with people running, cycling, or relaxing. Master asked for my tshirt while we walked the running path. We found a bench along the path which was quite covered with bushes and trees as it was in a bend. Master sat down and went through his backpack. I was standing on the path a few steps away from him. He took out a small white running shorts and ordered me to change. In a strictly amry like command, he pointed and said 'Drop those shorts, bitch'. I pulled down my shorts like a good recruit. 'Put this on' as he handed me the running shorts. I quickly shook away my shoes, left my shorts and went to take the running shorts. I quickly put it on as I heard voices coming. Running short was very revealing...unlined, with side slits and quite a snugly fit too. I look dress-up like some go-go boy then a guy going for a run.!
'This bitch will run following the path around the park. You have 10minutes to complete 1 round starting from here. You will run a minimum 3 rounds. Every 10seconds late, you will get 1 lash of the belt (while Master flaps the belt on his hand). Do you understand, bitch?' Master commanded. 'Yes Sir' I answered. Master wasn't impressed and asked me again. I answered a loud 'Yes Sir!'
'That's not all bitch. Once you reach this bench, you will drop your shorts. Do 10 pushups with count. Get up, pull up your shorts and do 10 jumping jacks. Then drop your shorts again and do 10 situps. Once finished you will get up, put your hands on the bench and stick out that ass out for any punishment due. Then you continue with your run again and everything repeats. Do you understand boy?!' I answered Yes Sir! 'Get going bitch' and off I went. I wasn't the only one shirtless. There were shirtless guys running, some in muscle-Ts and such. The only difference was my ultra short running shorts without any underwear. My dick was swirling around and the butt plug was also working its magic while I was running. With no watch on me, it was difficult to gauge the time. I was also not familiar with the path or how long the path was. I had to hold up the butt plug if I jog faster. The loop was quite long and I barely made it back within the 10minutes.
I came to realize after I have reached my Master, I had just passed a few guys and gals on my way. Sensing that if I were to do the pushups naked, they would have a good view of my ass. I was delaying by trying to catch my breath after the run. Master was enjoying the sight and says 'Time stops when you start the push ups and now 3 lashes and counting'. I waited for some people to pass and quickly pull down my shorts and assumed the position. By that time the count was up to six already. I did the pushups quickly and Master had me repeat do one extra. Did the jumping jacks and continued on with the sit ups naked with shorts down at my ankle. While doing the situps a few guys ran past. I held the up position for longer so as to not expose myself. With my back facing the running path, it kind of shielded them from getting a full view of my privates but heck, it was obvious I was exercising naked. I duely took the 6 lashes..just hoping to have this whole exercise ended quickly.
I started run the 2nd round. I was quite tired and more times that not, I get pass by people now. Some will turn back their heads to see and I could see their curiousity and some were just smiling away. . I was able to keep the 10minutes time. I was sweating a lot by now. The pushups were getting tougher and so were the jumping jacks. I had a difficult time doing the situps as I was very tired and not conditioned for this physical activity. It was good most people passed-by while I had my shorts up. I took a short rest and had some water before going on my third round. While running my third round, two guys came from behind and slap my ass 'nice ass, slave' and off ahead they went. It looked like the two guys who saw me doing naked situps. The sweat has made my running shorts almost body hugging and see-through. As it was getting darker too, there was less people now. The two guys kinda waited for me ahead or pretended to be resting on a bench. Here I was running with my dick swaying left and right with very little left for the imagination. The 'SLAVE" tattooed to my lower back also did draw people's attention. I sensed their stare as I ran past them.
To my horror, they started following me and soon was running together with me. They took their chance to pull me shorts down which I managed to hold on to. At times, they just took turns pulling on my shorts to review my ass. Not wanting anymore trouble with them, I just continue with my run. It was definitely slower than the last two. So I was expecting some lashes. When I reached my Master, I had to stop and catch my breath. The two guys just came by and exchange greetings with Master while asking him whether I'm his. He said yeah and while counting number 10 to me. They wanted to see which Master was happy to allow. I pulled down my shorts and quickly started my push ups. The two guys laughed as they see my reddened ass and buttplug. Eventhough it was getting dark, the spanked marks were visbile as I was nicely contrasted by my speedo tan. Once done, I pulled up my shorts and did the jumping jacks. Master said to stop and wanted the shorts. 'You do it naked bitch.' Master seized the opportunity to further put me on display and humiliate me in front of strangers. For whatever reason, my dick started to get hard while I was doing the jumping jacks. They like it so much that I had to do another 10 more with calls to spread my legs wider every time. Next I had to do the 10 situps. With a little help from Master, I managed to finish the task. As both the guys were siting on the bench, Master had me assume on all fours for my 10 lashes. Master wasn't very hard on each lash but the pain was equally hard to bear already. I said Thank you Sir once the spanking was done. I put on my running shorts and Master passed me a bottle of shampoo and had me go shower off the sweat and cum in the public restroom while he waited for me outside.
In the restroom, there wasn't a place for shower or should I say a place you can shower with privacy. Basically I have to hose myself down in the open. There was still traffic in and out of the restroom. It wasn't a comfortable experience and yes, Master ensured I was buck naked. He came in, peed and left after having me take out the butt plug and cleaned it. 'Get out when done, bitch' and he stepped out. The soaped myself and quickly rinsed off. I stepped out dripping wet and by this time it was dark already. I asked Master for a towel which Master answered 'Use your hands or dance it off' and laughed. I stood there not knowing what to do for awhile and I came to realize how lowly I was.
I was given a new pair of cotton shorts to wear and tshirt. Its another pair of shorts that offer little privacy once my dick gets hard. With that, we went for dinner and had time to relax together. I had my crotch discreetly played with over dinner. Master's legs was busy playing my dick. It made me horny and aching for release. Dick started to leaked precum which cause my shorts to get wet at my crotch. I had to walk out with a visible precum leaking hardon.
...to be continued. Feel free to drop me any comments.
We got home and I stripped naked immediately before stepping into Master's apartment. I had to facing the door and Master went to prepare for my next predicament. Master returned with a spreader bar which we attached to my neck collar and wrists. Next I was blindfolded. I trembled a little in the darkness after realized a heightened sense of helplessness and fear. Master led me away to what felt like the middle of the living room. My legs were then spread apart . I will be standing there in position until Master decides otherwise. My chastity of taken off and soon my dick sprang to life after being caged. I could feel Master stroking my dick and feeling up my crotch. It was a nice feeling and I wished Master would continue doing that! I have not cummed for the last 24 hours and its driving me nuts when I get hard.
My balls were tied up and weights were put on. I let out a soft moan when my balls were being pulled down by the weights. Master held onto me from behind and sensually caress my chest down to my abs as I get used to my new predicament. It gave me a sense of security feeling the embrace of Master while having my chest being caress. Soon his hands were concentrating on my tits. Yes, I knew the clips were coming that way. His hands slowly worked my tits. When both tits were nicely clipped, the new sensation of pain just went up a notch higher. Master continues to hug me from behind while whispering 'You are my slave, bitch. You will take whatever I give you'.
'Yes Sir' I answered and Master sat at the couch. 'You liked it so far, bitch?' I answered Yes Sir again. Master had me reaffirmed my positioned as his slave. 'I'm your slave Sir. I my ass is plugged by you Sir. My body is owned my you Sir. Sir can used, display, discipline slave as you see fit Sir. I will do as you wish Sir.' All this time, I was leaking pre-cum. It turned me on somehow. 'Keep that dick hard, bitch' Master commanded. Master started to slapping my dick around every time it felt like going limp. It was a dick whipping time! Ruler or belt, it all landed on my dick to make me hard again. Not sure, but the sting did make it come to life every time! Slave will ask/beg for the cock whipping. After every stroke, I thanked Master and asked for another one. The pain slowly got uncontrollable and I started to beg to stop. Master wanted 20 more! I had to count and thank Master for each. When it was done, I had the clips and weights removed. Then I spent some time tied up and gagged on the chair.
Master reminded that I still had a spanking which I earned for being reluctant to strip at the tattoo shop. I hesitantly said Yes Sir. So it time to go out again and Master said it was time to put me to test. I was given back my tshirt and shorts to wear. Master decided that the chastity was not necessary but decided the keep my ass plugged. Our first stop was a gay sauna. It was late afternoon and there was quite a crowd inside already. I was the only guy there being totally naked. The guys either were in towels or underwears. I followed Master around the sauna. It was like Master was parading me for everyone to see. I was touched here and there while I walked past. After awhile, I kind off of got used to it and like the attention. My dick was played with, tits pinched, even had a spanked on my buttplug. Master finally decided to go to the deck lounge. I had to stand facing Master while he sat. I could see his smile. He is enjoying it very much. Obviously more and more guys were coming up to see what's going to happen. With so much near naked guys around, it was difficult not to stay hard. Now, slave will get over my knee and get a spanking. That was a surprised...a public spanking at the sauna. Master signalled me to go over his lap. I reluctantly go over his lap and put on brave face. Master slapped away with his hands rapidly on both my cheeks. In between strokes, I had my ass spread open, balls played with and cock pulled back. Master continued to spank me and some guys passing by also took the opportunity to spank my ass. After awhile, I had to change my position so my ass was more in view for everyone. It stopped when I was closed to tears. Master led me up and brought me to this lighted place. I had my back to the grills and had to kneel down. Master tied my hands above my head and my balls and cock were tied very tightly. I have to accomplish getting 5 facials. Yes....I was sucking dick like a bitch. I had cum on my hair, face, neck, chest by the time I finished the task. Master came and rub the cum all over me. He held my head and started to fuck my mouth. He shot his load all over my face. He untied my hands and had me rub his cum onto my face.
I was not allowed to wash up or used the bathroom. He had me dress up and ready to leave with me smelling like cum! I was horny and was eager to cum myself but I knew if I tried to touch my dick, I would be severely punished. We walked out of the sauna and I could smell cum all over myself and its getting sticky. Master pull me onto him and said more fun is on the way. You can wash away the cum later with an evil smile.
After a short walk we reach a park. It looks like a big park with people running, cycling, or relaxing. Master asked for my tshirt while we walked the running path. We found a bench along the path which was quite covered with bushes and trees as it was in a bend. Master sat down and went through his backpack. I was standing on the path a few steps away from him. He took out a small white running shorts and ordered me to change. In a strictly amry like command, he pointed and said 'Drop those shorts, bitch'. I pulled down my shorts like a good recruit. 'Put this on' as he handed me the running shorts. I quickly shook away my shoes, left my shorts and went to take the running shorts. I quickly put it on as I heard voices coming. Running short was very revealing...unlined, with side slits and quite a snugly fit too. I look dress-up like some go-go boy then a guy going for a run.!
'This bitch will run following the path around the park. You have 10minutes to complete 1 round starting from here. You will run a minimum 3 rounds. Every 10seconds late, you will get 1 lash of the belt (while Master flaps the belt on his hand). Do you understand, bitch?' Master commanded. 'Yes Sir' I answered. Master wasn't impressed and asked me again. I answered a loud 'Yes Sir!'
'That's not all bitch. Once you reach this bench, you will drop your shorts. Do 10 pushups with count. Get up, pull up your shorts and do 10 jumping jacks. Then drop your shorts again and do 10 situps. Once finished you will get up, put your hands on the bench and stick out that ass out for any punishment due. Then you continue with your run again and everything repeats. Do you understand boy?!' I answered Yes Sir! 'Get going bitch' and off I went. I wasn't the only one shirtless. There were shirtless guys running, some in muscle-Ts and such. The only difference was my ultra short running shorts without any underwear. My dick was swirling around and the butt plug was also working its magic while I was running. With no watch on me, it was difficult to gauge the time. I was also not familiar with the path or how long the path was. I had to hold up the butt plug if I jog faster. The loop was quite long and I barely made it back within the 10minutes.
I came to realize after I have reached my Master, I had just passed a few guys and gals on my way. Sensing that if I were to do the pushups naked, they would have a good view of my ass. I was delaying by trying to catch my breath after the run. Master was enjoying the sight and says 'Time stops when you start the push ups and now 3 lashes and counting'. I waited for some people to pass and quickly pull down my shorts and assumed the position. By that time the count was up to six already. I did the pushups quickly and Master had me repeat do one extra. Did the jumping jacks and continued on with the sit ups naked with shorts down at my ankle. While doing the situps a few guys ran past. I held the up position for longer so as to not expose myself. With my back facing the running path, it kind of shielded them from getting a full view of my privates but heck, it was obvious I was exercising naked. I duely took the 6 lashes..just hoping to have this whole exercise ended quickly.
I started run the 2nd round. I was quite tired and more times that not, I get pass by people now. Some will turn back their heads to see and I could see their curiousity and some were just smiling away. . I was able to keep the 10minutes time. I was sweating a lot by now. The pushups were getting tougher and so were the jumping jacks. I had a difficult time doing the situps as I was very tired and not conditioned for this physical activity. It was good most people passed-by while I had my shorts up. I took a short rest and had some water before going on my third round. While running my third round, two guys came from behind and slap my ass 'nice ass, slave' and off ahead they went. It looked like the two guys who saw me doing naked situps. The sweat has made my running shorts almost body hugging and see-through. As it was getting darker too, there was less people now. The two guys kinda waited for me ahead or pretended to be resting on a bench. Here I was running with my dick swaying left and right with very little left for the imagination. The 'SLAVE" tattooed to my lower back also did draw people's attention. I sensed their stare as I ran past them.
To my horror, they started following me and soon was running together with me. They took their chance to pull me shorts down which I managed to hold on to. At times, they just took turns pulling on my shorts to review my ass. Not wanting anymore trouble with them, I just continue with my run. It was definitely slower than the last two. So I was expecting some lashes. When I reached my Master, I had to stop and catch my breath. The two guys just came by and exchange greetings with Master while asking him whether I'm his. He said yeah and while counting number 10 to me. They wanted to see which Master was happy to allow. I pulled down my shorts and quickly started my push ups. The two guys laughed as they see my reddened ass and buttplug. Eventhough it was getting dark, the spanked marks were visbile as I was nicely contrasted by my speedo tan. Once done, I pulled up my shorts and did the jumping jacks. Master said to stop and wanted the shorts. 'You do it naked bitch.' Master seized the opportunity to further put me on display and humiliate me in front of strangers. For whatever reason, my dick started to get hard while I was doing the jumping jacks. They like it so much that I had to do another 10 more with calls to spread my legs wider every time. Next I had to do the 10 situps. With a little help from Master, I managed to finish the task. As both the guys were siting on the bench, Master had me assume on all fours for my 10 lashes. Master wasn't very hard on each lash but the pain was equally hard to bear already. I said Thank you Sir once the spanking was done. I put on my running shorts and Master passed me a bottle of shampoo and had me go shower off the sweat and cum in the public restroom while he waited for me outside.
In the restroom, there wasn't a place for shower or should I say a place you can shower with privacy. Basically I have to hose myself down in the open. There was still traffic in and out of the restroom. It wasn't a comfortable experience and yes, Master ensured I was buck naked. He came in, peed and left after having me take out the butt plug and cleaned it. 'Get out when done, bitch' and he stepped out. The soaped myself and quickly rinsed off. I stepped out dripping wet and by this time it was dark already. I asked Master for a towel which Master answered 'Use your hands or dance it off' and laughed. I stood there not knowing what to do for awhile and I came to realize how lowly I was.
I was given a new pair of cotton shorts to wear and tshirt. Its another pair of shorts that offer little privacy once my dick gets hard. With that, we went for dinner and had time to relax together. I had my crotch discreetly played with over dinner. Master's legs was busy playing my dick. It made me horny and aching for release. Dick started to leaked precum which cause my shorts to get wet at my crotch. I had to walk out with a visible precum leaking hardon.
...to be continued. Feel free to drop me any comments.
18 Mar 2013
Weekend Training & Ownership..Part 2
Part 2
I spent the night sleeping, tied down to the bed. Hands slightly above my head and legs were spread apart. I was awoken roughly by my Master and had his cock immediately shoved my mouth. He started talking dirty and brain-washed me...making me feel like an owned slave boy. After a short while, I was releaesed from my bounds and made to stand at attention beside the bed. My dick was super hard. I had to listen to more brain-washing from Master.
At one point, Master walked behind me and pulled me by my hair while he emphasized who is in power. I was reminded, that for the next two days I will remained owned and will have absolute control of everything like clothing, body eventhough I'm on holiday. I was then given time to clean-up all in the watchful eyes of Master.
After cleaning up, I stood facing the wall, legs apart and hands clasped behind my head while I wait for my Master. Master pointed and ordered me into a push-up position. Once in position, Master put a plate of cereal and milk directly under my face. I had to finish breakfast while doing push-ups. When pushing down, I had to gobble and slurp up whatever I can. The entire process was controlled by Master using his belt. After the belt strikes my ass, I had to push down, start eating and push back up after the belt strikes while I'm at the down position. This repeated until I had finished and licked clean the plate. It was tiring and the push-up tired me out after like 15 times or so and I wasn't keeping my position that well after that. The belting wasn't hard. It was rather playful or done teasingly but the sting was there as my ass was still sore from last nights! By the time
I finished, Master whipped my ass really hard when I was still holding the down position and I just fell on the floor. I promptly said Thank you Sir.
Next I had to assume the doggy style position with my legs spread wide. Yes, it was ass plugging time. Master returned with some lube and plug. My asshole was still sore and honestly, I wasn't feeling like I want anything up there anymore. On the other hand, I wanted it to show I could take it like a good boy. Master applied the lube and slowly ease the plug in. It took sometime to get it done but it got done without much discomfort.
As I wanted to go out to town, we briefly talked and made arrangement to meet up once Master is free for the day. I was allowed only a form-fitting tshirt and shorts. No underwear until my time as Master's slave is over. On top of it, I had to wear a collar on the neck and on both wrists. Not forgetting, I had to be kept in chastity to ensure slave has to access to his manhood. With that
I went to town.
At the predetermined time and place, we met up. Master led the way as we walked and talked. In between our casual talk, Master added more rules I had to follow. Next up was how to use the public restrooms. At the urinal, slave must ensure both chastized cock and ass is easily viewable. I wasn't quite sure what he meant. Master said to drop trou to expose ass while peeing and not to stand
to close to the urinal as to hide my cock from being viewed! Master cheekily said its up to me how I want to do it but that ass must be on display! When I asked, I said 'Yes Sir'. I guess we would be spending a whole lot of time outside for this to happen.
Our first stop was a tattoo shop to get some temporary tattoos. In here, I was ordered to strip. I was hesitant. It was my first time stripping in public not counting in a male sauna or the likes. There were other customers around which happen to be all male during that time. Master seems to me having a good time chatting up with the various folks in the shop. Looking at my hesitation, Master said a double spanking awaits if he has to strip me myself together with the help of his friends. DOuble meaning I earned one already! So without thinking much, I took off my tshirt and then follow by my shorts. Master wanted the 'SLAVE ID# 1069' on the front right above my dick and the word 'SLAVE' on my lower back. 'SLAVE' would be viewable shirtless whereass the ID is only viewable if I'm naked waist down. I sat to sit with my legs spread so one could work on the front tattoo and another working on the back. It was done in full view with no privacy. So here I was sitting naked for like an hour getting my body painted with these words.
.....to be continued
I spent the night sleeping, tied down to the bed. Hands slightly above my head and legs were spread apart. I was awoken roughly by my Master and had his cock immediately shoved my mouth. He started talking dirty and brain-washed me...making me feel like an owned slave boy. After a short while, I was releaesed from my bounds and made to stand at attention beside the bed. My dick was super hard. I had to listen to more brain-washing from Master.
At one point, Master walked behind me and pulled me by my hair while he emphasized who is in power. I was reminded, that for the next two days I will remained owned and will have absolute control of everything like clothing, body eventhough I'm on holiday. I was then given time to clean-up all in the watchful eyes of Master.
After cleaning up, I stood facing the wall, legs apart and hands clasped behind my head while I wait for my Master. Master pointed and ordered me into a push-up position. Once in position, Master put a plate of cereal and milk directly under my face. I had to finish breakfast while doing push-ups. When pushing down, I had to gobble and slurp up whatever I can. The entire process was controlled by Master using his belt. After the belt strikes my ass, I had to push down, start eating and push back up after the belt strikes while I'm at the down position. This repeated until I had finished and licked clean the plate. It was tiring and the push-up tired me out after like 15 times or so and I wasn't keeping my position that well after that. The belting wasn't hard. It was rather playful or done teasingly but the sting was there as my ass was still sore from last nights! By the time
I finished, Master whipped my ass really hard when I was still holding the down position and I just fell on the floor. I promptly said Thank you Sir.
Next I had to assume the doggy style position with my legs spread wide. Yes, it was ass plugging time. Master returned with some lube and plug. My asshole was still sore and honestly, I wasn't feeling like I want anything up there anymore. On the other hand, I wanted it to show I could take it like a good boy. Master applied the lube and slowly ease the plug in. It took sometime to get it done but it got done without much discomfort.
As I wanted to go out to town, we briefly talked and made arrangement to meet up once Master is free for the day. I was allowed only a form-fitting tshirt and shorts. No underwear until my time as Master's slave is over. On top of it, I had to wear a collar on the neck and on both wrists. Not forgetting, I had to be kept in chastity to ensure slave has to access to his manhood. With that
I went to town.
At the predetermined time and place, we met up. Master led the way as we walked and talked. In between our casual talk, Master added more rules I had to follow. Next up was how to use the public restrooms. At the urinal, slave must ensure both chastized cock and ass is easily viewable. I wasn't quite sure what he meant. Master said to drop trou to expose ass while peeing and not to stand
to close to the urinal as to hide my cock from being viewed! Master cheekily said its up to me how I want to do it but that ass must be on display! When I asked, I said 'Yes Sir'. I guess we would be spending a whole lot of time outside for this to happen.
Our first stop was a tattoo shop to get some temporary tattoos. In here, I was ordered to strip. I was hesitant. It was my first time stripping in public not counting in a male sauna or the likes. There were other customers around which happen to be all male during that time. Master seems to me having a good time chatting up with the various folks in the shop. Looking at my hesitation, Master said a double spanking awaits if he has to strip me myself together with the help of his friends. DOuble meaning I earned one already! So without thinking much, I took off my tshirt and then follow by my shorts. Master wanted the 'SLAVE ID# 1069' on the front right above my dick and the word 'SLAVE' on my lower back. 'SLAVE' would be viewable shirtless whereass the ID is only viewable if I'm naked waist down. I sat to sit with my legs spread so one could work on the front tattoo and another working on the back. It was done in full view with no privacy. So here I was sitting naked for like an hour getting my body painted with these words.
.....to be continued
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