Weekend Training & Ownership..Finale

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.