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Master Mike

By: mdp_2004



Master Mike is a 50 year old divorced, Gay Master with a shiny bald head and a black mustache. He stands 6'6" and his hard, muscular body is the product of good genes, healthy eating, and years in the gym.

I met him online after placing an ad about me and my growing need to meet a discrete dominant male interested in helping a married heterosexual man experience another man's cock for the first time. Of course, I know a thing or two about getting a man's attention, so my last statement was: I can swallow 10" of my 12" dong and now I'm very eager to try the real thing. 

In his first email to me, he politely introduced himself to me as Master Mike and that he was definitely interested in helping me experience the joys I sought. He also stated that he was a very experienced Gay Master and offered a link to his profile page if I was interested in learning more about him. The email indicated Master Mike lived less than 2 miles from my house. 

My heart beat fast with curiosity. I clicked his link and my screen filled with a photograph of a tall, attractive white man dressed in black. It excited me to look at his picture and feel the attraction begin as I studied the details of his polished appearance. On his head was a black Stetson. A black silk unbuttoned shirt revealed the top half of very well defined pectorals. Tight black jeans presented an impressive bulge just below the silver buckle of his silver-tipped leather belt. On his feet he wore black lizard skinned boots. Definitely, the man knew how to dress and look dominant without being pretentious. I unzipped my jeans and felt my cock harden as I looked into his bright blue eyes. I wondered if he would kiss me on the mouth, at our first meeting, and force his tongue to dance with mine. 

Below the photo was a series of visual cues indicating non-smoker, non-drinker, safe, sane and consensual sex practitioner. All clues helping me to feel good about looking into him further. 

Below the picture and visual cues were two buttons. The button on the left had a caption that stated "press here if you are jacking off already." The other button simply stated "Exit to Main Menu." I clicked on the left button and continued to stroke.

On the next page was another picture of Master Mike. This time, Master Mike was standing naked with a monster-size hard on. The caption below said "reserved for submissive men only."

After several moments of hard stroking, I came like a rocket. I hadn't even moved off the page of Master Mike's naked body. Instead, I imagined kneeling before him with my palms resting on top of his feet while he held his ball sack out to me and I licked and sucked on them both as a set and then one at a time. 

In my mind, when he finished having me bathe his balls, he presented the mushroom shaped head of his exceptionally large hard cock to my lips. I greeted his cock warmly by parting my lips and letting him push his massive tool into my mouth. 

After my orgasm completed, I remained in my chair and tasted my own cum while I continued looking at this masculine man's body. I was so very turned on still and feeling this incredible urge to contact him and confess my lust and behavior upon looking at the two pictures of him. 

I found myself really letting go as I continued looking at Master Mike's picture. I studied his beautiful big cock, the hard ridge crown surrounding the mushroom shaped head and the bulging veins along the shaft. I said his name out loud with frequency and by the time I finished eating my own cum, I was ready and wanting to suck this man's cock.

In my reply to his email, I thanked Master Mike for contacting me and then I shared in explicit detail my behavior and the lustful thoughts and feelings I had as I looked at his first two pictures. I also promised I would continue looking at his site to learn all I could but that I hoped we would chat soon. 

Within just a few minutes of sending my email, I received a reply from Master Mike. He was inviting me into private chat and his email provided a link, user ID and password. I took a deep breath and clicked the link. Following the log-on, a chat window opened and I received a greeting from Master Mike.

"Hi" I typed. I was so excited. I felt my heart beat quicken as I waited for his reply.

"Hello Bob. How are you?" he typed.

"I'm fine Sir. I'm also a little horny still." I typed.

"Yes. I appreciated your email and your honesty. Are you hard again and stroking it Bob?"

"Yes Sir. Do you want me to stop?"

"Not unless you want to."

"Thank you, Sir." I kept stroking.

"I'm flattered that you came while looking at my pictures Bob. It's certainly ok by me that you continue stroking as long as it makes you feel good and comfortable chatting with me."

"Ok, thank you Sir."

Master Mike asked me about my marriage and my other life interests and I answered his questions truthfully. He also volunteered his own answers to the questions he asked of me as well as questions I thought of. When I looked at the clock next, several hours had passed and we were sharing intimate details and getting along famously.

He never once asked me for my picture but it was the one thing I suddenly wanted to share with him. I didn't have a picture of me on my pc though and the better thing to share anyway was my web cam and microphone. While he continued typing, I went to my closet and retrieved the cam and microphone. I plugged them into my pc and noticed Mike's last message. He was suggesting he turn on his web cam and was interested in knowing if I wanted to see him live. I just invited him to view mine and then I waited.

He accepted and invited me. So all of a sudden we were viewing each other. He looked every bit as good on cam as he did in the pictures. He was wearing some thin strapped leather jumpsuit that exposed all of him. The leather strands connected to a cock ring at the crotch and his cock was already thrust through it. He stroked with his fingers and smiled at the camera. I smiled into the camera and waved hello. 

I typed into the chat window that I had a microphone too and if he turned on his speaker he could hear me. To my delight, Mike had his microphone on too. This made the whole interaction so much easier.

"Hello" I said into the microphone "Can you hear me?"

"Yes I can Bob. You sound terrific," he said.

"I want to suck your cock so bad. It's so beautiful and big."

He laughed. "Slow down there Bob. In time, if we feel the timing is right, we'll meet and you will suck this hot cock until I let you stop. But for now, let's try the cam and microphone experience."

That sounded reasonable to me. "Ok. Is there anything you would like for me to do for you Sir?"

"Take off your shirt and show me your naked body." He said.

I stood and did as he asked. I turned side to side in front of the camera and hoped he liked what he saw. The response I sought came quickly. 

"Mmm, yes!" he moaned.

I watched his fist move up and down his long shaft and I moved closer to my own cam to show him mine.

"I'm so turned on Sir. I want to suck your cock and taste your cum."

"I want that too Bob, but only pleasure slaves get that experience."

"How do I become a pleasure slave?"

"You have to have training and then pass tests."

"Will you train me please?"

"Yes Bob, but first you must demonstrate to me you are worth the effort."

"Wait just a minute." I quickly retrieved my 12" double dong and a ruler. I held them up to the cam and said "Watch me. This is what I want to do for you live in person."

I spit on the dong and rubbed my hand up and down the long shaft. I spit again on it and rubbed my saliva all around. Then I took the head to my lips and while looking into the camera I swallowed until 2" remained outside my mouth. Although I heard him express his excitement, I kept going, pulling it out and pushing it into my throat for him until finally he invited me over to his home.

I called his cell phone and shut down my pc. My training was beginning and he wanted me to be on phone with him each step I took from now on.

He told me to put on some shoes and a rain coat and to drive to his place. In the car he gave me directions. The distance was a little longer than the site indicated but not much and the great thing was Master Mike appeared to live in a nice neighborhood given the directions I was following. 

Master Mike's residence was a 2-story house surrounded by acres of fresh mowed St. Augustine and well-manicured Oak and Pecan trees. A 10' high wooden fence cut across the yard and connected to a high iron fence that surrounded the front half of his property. An automated gate closed off driveway access, but an intercom was available. I pressed the button and Mike answered and soon the gates opened.

He asked me to park in the back under a car port and to enter his back yard through the wooden gate. As I looked up at the gate, it was part of the same 10' high wooden fence I had seen. From where I stood by the car, it looked as though the fence had dual purpose: keeping someone in and others out. That thought excited me and I walked through the gate without hesitation. 

Master Mike was wearing a robe and standing in his bare feet beside his pool when I first saw him. He was very much the attractive man I met online. I was nervous and yet feeling the lust in my veins and knew that this was the opportunity I had been waiting so long to experience. 

As I approached him, Master Mike pulled something out of his robe pocket and said to me, "take off your jacket and shoes boy, and kneel before me." His firm tone did it for me and I obeyed his command. The warm evening air cooled my heated, perspiring body as I shed the rain coat. I flipped my shoes off one at a time and then stepped closer to the man with the cock I desired. After I knelt before him, he held up the object in his hand and spoke.

"This is a training collar. It is a symbol of commitment. Mine to you as your teacher and your's to me as my student. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir."

"When we are in session online or in person, you will be wearing the collar. Its snugness around your neck will remind you of my strong commitment to your training and the safety you seek as we explore the dark sides of our sexual desires."

As Master Mike spoke, I felt my cock grow hard. He told me of his excitement to receive me in his home and that whatever we did together would stay between us. Before he put the collar on my neck, he made a point to ensure I understood that I would be free to go at any time. 

As he fastened the collar around my neck, I felt its tightness unleash a deeper lust within me. My cock was rock hard and my mouth was salivating. Master Mike opened his robe while backing away from me and I got to see his muscular body and the massive cock that hung between his legs. It was hard and much bigger than what appeared on cam. I licked my lips and began to knee walk in his direction. 

He responded quickly, gesturing with his open hand and saying "Stop."

I looked up at him and he said "Not yet my boy. Show me just a little more patience and let me explain a few more things you need to know."

"Ok."

"First, you will address me as Master Mike at all times," he began. "And, if you don't I will remind you with this." He withdrew a coiled black belt from his the other side pocket on his robe. He let it uncoil before me and I just licked my upper lip as I looked at his cock and then up at him.

He smiled before continuing, "As a trainee, you will have certain leeway, but keep in mind I am very serious about having control and respect at all times and I will whip you hard and unmercifully when you fuck up."

"I understand Master Mike."

"Now then, before we begin, I want you to tell me your limits, what you want to do and what you don't want to do."

"I want to suck your cock Master Mike. I want to feel you grow harder inside my mouth and I want to swallow your cum. I don't know what I don't want, I haven't thought about that Sir. Uh, Master Mike, I mean."

"You're a good boy, I can tell already. You may also call me Sir, if you wish."

"Thank you Sir," I said.

"Now then, I think you've shown enough patience. Why don't you crawl over here and start what you came here to do." He let the robe fall over his shoulders and onto the floor. His body was ripped all over and he stood with his hands on his hips and in the one hand he held onto the belt. 

I started moving on all fours toward him. "Rise and knee walk toward me. Show me the lust on your face. I want to see that pretty mouth open up to accept my cock."

I moved upright and winced under the pressure of his pebble-stone patio. Little rough edges dug into my soft knees and the feeling was unbearable. "Ow," I exclaimed.

"Do you want to suck my cock Bob?"

"Yes Master Mike, more than anything."

"Then focus on my cock. It's hard and ready for your hot mouth and you're only 3 feet away. Ignore the discomfort you feel on your knees and show me your desire is greater than the sacrifice you must make with your knees."

I took two knee steps closer and winced again as felt the same harsh edges as before. 

"That's it Bob, feel your lust for cock take over and confess your need to me with each agonizing step."

"I want to suck your cock Master Mike, please give it to me." 

He bent down and picked up is robe. He folded it and dropped it at my knees. "Move onto the robe Bob and open your mouth." 

The robe felt wonderful to my knees and just as I opened my mouth, he stepped forward to close the distance and placed his cock at the opening. I waited and he held just the tip at the opening of my mouth. As I began to look upward at him, he said "When you are ready, you may begin. But, do not stop until I tell you to."

Finally! I kissed the head and felt its sponginess. It was so much softer than my 12" dong. Like the difference between night and day. His cock tasted wonderful as I took more and more of the large mushroom head past my lips. I flicked the tip of my tongue like a serpent against the underside of his head and then I withdrew momentarily and lip sucked his cock head while looking up at him. 

"That's a good boy, Bob, explore my cock and enjoy yourself."

I couldn't have asked for more if I'd known to. This was exactly the experience I needed to have. I had craved this moment so long and now it was happening. I opened my mouth wide and took him deeper. The joy I felt was incredible. His head reached my throat and I continued sucking him down to my gag reflex. As I gagged and tried to get him further in, tears welled up in my eyes and cascaded over my face. Master Mike began to thrust his hips forward and push his giant cock down my throat. Pooling saliva suddenly plunged upward from the depths of my throat and out past my lips. He withdrew and then thrust himself back inside and more saliva escaped my lips. Soon, my saliva was all over my face and chest as Master Mike began to saw his cock in and out of my throat.

I felt his hands along side my ears, his fingers lacing together behind my head. He was holding my head firmly in place and literally fucking my throat. My breathing was shallow as the time gap between thrusts was allowing me minimal breathing air. Yet, I never really felt frightened. Just the long awaited joy of being used as a vessel.

The only warning I got before he came was his cock swelled. It felt suffocating and then his semen began flowing into me. Very slowly, he withdrew his cock from my throat and held it in my mouth as he continued blasting ropes of hot cum. He had so much in his balls that he was able to alternate shots onto my lips and back into my open mouth. I was a baby feeding on his cream stick and licking my lips clean, swallowing all that was available to me and feeling wonderfully naughty throughout the entire experience. 

"Oh my god, that was awesome!" I shouted. 

"Come here." He extended his hand to me and I grabbed it as he lifted me up. I looked into his eyes and he embraced me in his arms and then he kissed me full on the mouth. I kissed him back and we made out right there for several hot passionate moments. Then he stopped us and invited me to go upstairs to his bed room. 

The inside of his house was immaculate. I felt like I just walked into a museum. Paintings hung on walls and shelving outlined rooms and held artifacts from all over the world. As we made it to the grand staircase, I turned to face him. He looked quizzically at me and I simply knelt and took his cock into my mouth. He thrust himself inside and moaned as I swallowed him and then he withdrew completely. 

"You said outside I was to suck you off until you told me to stop."

"So I did. And, so I forgot." He laughed.

His laughter was joyful and contagious. I soon joined him and then he helped me up and told me to go upstairs to the Master bedroom and wait for him on my knees. 

When he returned, he set down a small duffle bag near me and offered me some grapes and a glass of water that were on a tray carried with his other hand. I drank the water and it felt refreshing. "Take some grapes to cleanse your palette." 

After I finished with the water, he took my glass and set it on his dresser. Then he turned to me and fastened a leash to a loop extending from my training collar. I had forgotten about the collar until he touched it. He led me to the bed on my knees and he got on it while I remained on the floor. He opened his legs and told me to suck him off again as he pulled on the leash.

I made love to his cock and balls with my mouth for nearly an hour before he came again. He kept me on a short leash and occasionally, when his cock was fully inserted into my throat, he sat up and gently lashed my ass with the other end of the leash. As if there wasn't enough to overwhelm my senses already, this certainly did it for me and I lost all inhibition from that point on. When he lay back the next time, I lifted his balls and dove down to lick his asshole. 

"I should whip you for ignoring my cock but you're doing such a nice job with my ass that I guess I'll overlook it for now."

I jacked his cock with my hand and continued rimming him. 

"Good boy, so resourceful."

I licked his ass one last time and then proceeded up his balls and shaft and then resumed my cock sucking delight. I swallowed him easily and soon he rewarded me with another blast. This time, I caught all of it in my hot mouth and swallowed it in one big gulp.

"Tell me boy, have you had enough cock sucking for one day."

"No Sir."

"I see. Well I hate to disappoint you, but I'm going to need some time to recover. Perhaps you would be interested in another activity?"

"What Sir?"

"Tell me why you licked my ass hole. What made you want to do it?"

"I just got so turned on with your cock down my throat and your lashes on my ass. I felt this need to show you my appreciation. Does that make sense? I don't know how else to describe it." 

"I thought maybe that was it. I very much enjoy giving lashings that bring pleasure and cooperation to the relationship."

"Master Mike? Do you want to lash me and see what else I'm willing to do for you?" 

"Yes I do Bob."

"Will you let me master bate while I'm here Sir?"

"Yes my boy. Perhaps I will do it for you. But first, tell me how much longer you plan to stay. You've been here for several hours already."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Am I overstaying my welcome Sir?"

"No Bob. I just thought perhaps your wife would be expecting you."

"Oh, she's out of town this weekend. She went to a seminar and won't be back until Tuesday."

Master Mike smiled upon hearing my news. "Have you any commitments this weekend?"

"Just need to take care of my dogs, Sir." And, just like that I got up and asked permission to go home and let my dogs out, feed them and then return to Master Mike's home. He asked if I minded him coming along and that way we could talk over a few things.


Master Mike Ch. 02



Being bound to Master Mike's cross made me powerless and yet I struggled with a burning desire to hold his head in my hands as he swallowed my cock. If my hands were free, I would have caressed the backs of his ears with my fingers while holding his head within my palms. If the ball gag were out of my mouth I would tell him what a wonderful feeling he was giving me. But that privilege was not available to me now and the irony of the situation finally sank in. I was being forced to enjoy his mouth only the way he wanted me to.

What a feeling it was to give in to the circumstances too. To let go completely gave me a reprieve and I used it to reflect briefly on the path I took to get here. For so long I had spent time in chat rooms looking for someone to be submissive with, and now here I am coming to terms with the fact that my pick takes as much pleasure in sucking cock as I do. 

Master Mike was unrelenting, licking and sucking my cock from tip to base, lifting my balls up with his fingers and sucking them into his mouth. Each lick, kiss and suck had one focus: to feed my arousal.

I had no sense of time or any inkling to ask for it. His oral attention to my cock and balls was incredible and I drifted off into the clouds of total bliss. Very slowly, Master Mike introduced another element into our experience. He gripped my ball sack and massaged the skin with his thumb and index finger. At first, his attention to my balls was pleasurable, especially when combined with his expert licking and sucking of the sensitive crown of my cock. But then each moment of pleasure was followed by an increasing amount of downward pressure on the sack and soon my balls were confined in a much smaller space. Within seconds the intensity below my waist had grown unbearable and I announced my breaking point. All Master Mike heard were muffled screams but what I said through the ball gag was "What the fuck, owwwwww, fuck that hurts. God damn you!" 

My outburst only bought so much though. Master Mike simply eased up on the downward pressure but still firmly held me by the balls. 

"You know Bob, it's amazing to me when a man like you gets his balls squeezed hard and doesn't lose his erection. In fact, I think you're harder now than when I sucked your cock. How do you suppose that could be?"

"Fuck if I know you ass hole," I said into the ball gag. Then I felt a new discomfort. My jaw ached and suddenly I was aware of a lot of saliva flowing over my lips. "Help, I'm drooling. Would you please wipe off my face?" Of course Master Mike had no idea what I said and so his response was "Just relax, you were doing so well earlier, letting me have my fun with you." He laughed.

"Jesus fucking Christ," I yelled. "Un tie me, get this gag out of my mouth. What the fuck was I thinking letting you tie me up here. I'm never doing this again."

"God damn your hard Bob. I just can't help myself," he said and took me deep into his throat again. 

"Oh fuck that feels good. But God damn it, why is all this other stuff necessary? Oh yeah, oh my God, that's incredible," I moaned and more saliva formed on the gag, which in turn pushed the excess that was already there onto my lips. Soon, two wet trails of my saliva ran down both sides of my chin and I was oblivious to the humiliation of it as Master Mike brought me closer to orgasm than I had been since I first came to his house. 

Just as I felt the point of no return approach, he stopped sucking and withdrew his wet mouth from my cock. He stood up and turned around and walked out of the room. I said "where are you going?" through the gag but he did not look back or return.

It seemed like an eternity until he returned. While I waited, I got reacquainted with the saliva flow on my face. It felt itchy and I moved my head to my right and attempted to wipe my mouth against my shoulder but it just wasn't working. When I gave up, I became aware of my tired arms and legs. They felt as if I'd been at the gym working out and yet I was just bound to a cross doing nothing. 

When Master Mike announced his return, I flinched and felt my heart sink. As my breathing returned to normal, I could hear him setting and moving things on the table behind me. "I see that after only 10 minutes of down time, your cock is fully deflated. Tell me Bob; are you ready for me to let you down off the cross?

"Oh my God yes!" I yelled into the gag. "Please let me down from here, I'll do anything you want."

He climbed up on my perch with me and removed the gag. "What's that Bob?"

"Please sir, please let me down, I'll do anything you want."

"Oh I know you will Bob. You are an exceptional submissive given our short time together. So willing to please me, I love it."

"Master Mike, would you please wipe the spit off my face? It feels like its all over my chin and neck and it's itchy."

He reached down and stroked my cock roughly in his right hand. "It's been a long time since I've had a true submissive man in my care," he began. "Your presence is awakening desires I buried months ago and I now realize the fruitlessness of it all."

I looked into his beautiful blue eyes and asked "what does that mean Master Mike?"

"It means I want to give in to those desires and feed your lust for me in the process." 

"That sounds wonderful."

"Do you remember how you responded as I lightly spanked your bottom with the leash?"

I felt my cock swell in his hand and the heat of embarrassment surface on my face as I recalled the sting of his leash. 

"I liked that ass licking I got Bob. That was raw lust awakened by a very mild ass whipping. It makes you hard to think about that whipping and what you did for me afterward, doesn't it Bob?"

"Yes!"

He leaned closer to kiss me and I simply parted my lips and met his tongue halfway with my own. I kissed him with excited passion in the best way I could without the ability to hold his head and forcefully tongue his mouth. Instead, he did it for me by cupping the back of my head in one hand and while fisting my cock with the other he thrust his tongue against mine. He kissed me hard for several moments and then let up on the pressure until he finished the moment with light kisses to my lips.

"I want to increase the pain stimulus in our experience Bob. Your ass licking was fantastic because you set about your task enthusiastically, all because I whipped your ass lightly with your leash. It wasn't just the willingness, but the intensity and creativity you brought to the situation. If I whipped you unmercifully what would you do for me Bob?"

I began trembling at the thought of more pain. "What do you want, sir?"

His look pierced my eyes and I felt his strong personality invade my mind. "I want to discover the key that unlocks the true power of your lust. Once I have that, I'll own you completely and then you will do things for me; raw uninhibited sexual tasks that you cannot possibly imagine right now."

"Wow, what do I have to do?"

"Have an open mind, I promise to stop if you ask me to and I won't do anything you don't want also. Understood?"

"Yes Master."

He unlatched my wrists first and then my ankles. I felt a little wobbly at first as I stood flat on my feet. The balls of my feet were exhausted, yet now that I was free I felt my excitement intensify. I held onto the cross with both hands to keep myself from falling off until my Master jumped held up his hand to me and helped me down off the cross. Once on the floor, I fell into his arms. 

He held me up momentarily until I felt like I could stand on my own and then he led me to the next room. At the center of this room was a beam extending from the floor to the ceiling. The beam had loops hanging off of it, spaced about 1 foot apart. He took my hands and cuffed my wrists with rubber restraints and I watched his face as he did this while in my mind I surmised his intentions. When he looked into my eyes again I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. 

He embraced me in his big muscular arms and kissed me back. The tightness of his embraced began to press my arms closer together and soon I was wincing and struggling in agony. When he let up his kiss, I said "Please, it hurts my arms."

"I understand Bob," he said and took the chain between my rubber wrist restraints and led me to the beam. He unlocked one cuff and raised it and my free hand up above my head and fed the restraint through a loop and secured it back on my free wrist. 

When he finished securing me to the beam, I was reacquainted with the pain of standing on the balls of my feet, this time with my arms stretched directly above my head. Once again, there was no getting out of this situation unless someone let me go.

He pressed a leather strip to my lips "Bite down on this Bob. When you've had enough, simply open your mouth and let it fall."

I didn't say anything and simply opened my mouth and accepted the offering. Then he walked way and I stood in wait for the next part of my training to begin.

Minutes later, Master Mike pushed two fingers coated with lube inside my rectum. He withdrew them and then re-inserted them once more with a fresh cool gob of lube. He thoroughly massaged my anus at the opening and roughly 1-2 inches inside it. It felt so good I nearly dropped the leather strip and then just as quickly as he appeared, he retreated into another space in the dungeon.

The lighting dimmed and symphony music began. In the moments I waited for Master Mike's re-appearance, I looked at the steel beam and then upward at my wrists and the cuffs that bound me to it. I suppose I should have been frightened but I wasn't. I was turned on and wondering what Master Mike had in store for us next. 

Whoosh, snap, crack, it came lightning quick from nowhere. The stinging on my back was intense, like nothing I'd ever felt before. I bit down harder on the leather strip and rode out the pain. Whoosh, snap, crack! This time his whip landed on my right ass check and the burning was just as intense. Master Mike gave me three more hard lashes, once on my left ass cheek, the next on my right thigh and the final on my left thigh. 

When I heard the whip drop to the floor, only the stinging on my back had subsided. I had tears in my eyes yet I was determined to hold the leather strip in my mouth. 

He walked up close to me and touched my burning flesh with his callused hands. "It burns doesn't it Bob. And then the intensity diminishes but you still know you've been whipped. Isn't that right Bob?"

I nodded and flinched as he touched the sensitive areas. "Think about the areas that are not stinging yet. There is so much left for me to whip and we have all the time in the world don't we?"

I nodded "uh huh."

"Whipping you and watching you respond makes my cock hard Bob. Do you know that?"

I shook my head.

"But you need to know that don't you Bob. Because you're going to give up that tight ass cherry to me aren't you Bob, and you want my cock rock hard when I shove it inside you."

"Oh God, yes Master!" I yelled as best I could with the leather strip in my mouth."

"That's a good boy," he said as he retreated from me.

Whoosh, snap, crack! His whip rained down on my flesh, leaving new marks in the vicinity of the others. What I didn't know was that each new mark was starting separate trails of fire and that he intended to connect them all into one long trail. All I knew was that with every lash, I screamed and bit down in earnest on my leather strip. 

After the second set he walked up to me and reached around to grasp my cock in his fist. I was hard as a rock and he seemed pleased by this. He stroked me for good measure and then retreated to the back of the room.

The next set began with the same out of nowhere intensity. Another series of pain points connecting to those that preceded them. The trails of fire were growing and Master Mike was the guiding force, steering pain through the vast network of my senses. Every moment there was a new experience topping the previous one and it seemed as though everything converged on my brain and cock. The pain was an aphrodisiac and we used it together. Master Mike whipped me unmercifully and after each lash I felt the need to lunge forward and touch the beam with the underside of my hard cock. For something so hard and cold, the steel felt smooth and inviting. 

The set ended and Master Mike said "That's it boy, keep humping against the beam. Now we both know what you need and I'm really going to give it to you."

Each lash of the fourth set burned harder than the one that preceded it. The screams he produced from me were primal. Pain seared my body and I felt my energy drain away. The door to subspace was open and I went inside. 

Inside I learned what he wanted. It lasted only seconds and then I let the leather strip drop. The next thing that happened was I heard Master unlatching my wrist cuffs and I crashed to the hard cold floor. I was completely exhausted and yet I mustered enough energy from somewhere to move into the position he spoke of. When I finished moving, I was on my knees with my face on the floor and my ass in the air. 

"That's it my boy," he said. "Reach back and pry that ass open. Show your Master where you want his cock."

As soon as I reached back and pried my cheeks open, he was there and slammed his cock deep inside me. His girth stretched my anal opening wide and the sensation was pleasing and painful at the same time. Once he was as far in as he would be in the first slam, he held position to allow me time to get used to his size. In a few moments, he eased his big pole half way out of my ass and then he pushed it back inside until he was in deep again. 

His hands firmly grasped my hips and he said "you feel incredible Bob. I'm going to enjoy wearing your ass on my cock for the remainder of the evening." We moaned together as he picked up the tempo, sawing his tool in and out of my ass. 

With each stroke, I felt my own cock grow harder but it was impossible to touch it and even if I could I don't know if I would have had the energy to jerk off. 

With no warning, Master Mike grabbed a handful of hair on my head and pulled me upright as he fully penetrated my asshole. The feeling of being pulled in one direction and pushed in another was incredible and I let him manipulate my body as if I were a rag doll. While he held me upright and fucked his thick pole deep into my ass, he reached around the front of my body with his other hand and grabbed my cock. "Mmm, very nice, you're so fucking hard," he said, "Do you want to cum for me slut?"

"Oh my God yes, please Master, please let me cum," I yelled.

He kept plowing my ass with his big tool as he began to stroke my cock with his right hand. "You've done so well for me today slut." He let go of my hair and draped his left arm over my chest. I could feel his body wrapped around mine as though he was my blanket of protection. My ass hole was on sexual overload and I felt on the verge of cumming as he stroked me harder. He lightly pinched my nipple and whispered in my ear "You're so tight Bob. I'm going to cum again. Tell me where you want it...in your ass or in your mouth."

"Oh my God, I'm gonna cum Master...may I please cum for you sir?"

"Yes my slut, spray your seed as you feel my cock swell inside you and know that I'm going to cum too."

We grunted together as we came. My spray landed on the floor in front of us while Master's hot cum blasted inside my burning rectum. I felt myself come to life as Master's hard cock continued to thrust and pump his hot cum inside me. His grunting and thrusting continued well after the last spray I felt and it reminded me of all the times I had fucked my wife in a similar fashion. For me there was nothing to complain about. I loved the fullness and the hard sawing in and out feeling Master gave my ass hole. When he finally popped out of my ass, it wasn't relief I felt so much as the sadness of inactivity. 

Instinctively I turned to hug him face to face. 

It was then that I turned to him and whispered "thank you." We embraced and I kissed him. Our mouths opened at the same time and I felt his tongue enter my mouth. We kissed forcefully and I rubbed myself against his hard body with a renewed sense of passion and energy. 

"That was so hot," I said when he finally let me up for air. "Oh my fucking God," I exclaimed. "I've never experienced anything so intense before. It was so incredible. Did you feel how hard I got?"

"Sure did," he said and disengaged himself from our embrace.

"And, wow, your cock felt wonderful in my butt."

He laughed. "Liked that huh?"

"Yeah, how long will it take to get another round?"

"Let's go get showered and then we'll see."



Master Mike Ch. 03



I freaked when I saw my reflection in Master Mike's bathroom mirror. I was a catastrophe. Dried saliva clung to my face. My hair was messed up and wet with perspiration. My lips were dry, some chafing appeared on my neck and chest, my cock and balls hung limply in their withdrawn state and I felt the deep after burn sensation as the result of being fully sodomized by Master Mike. That was the good part in comparison to what I saw on my back side.

I dared to peer over my shoulder and in doing so my brain slowly absorbed the horror of what I saw. Large red welts lined my back, ass cheeks and thighs and as I saw each one, I felt the memory of the whip and the man that put them there. Each welt appeared connected to one before and after it, and I decided that there was no coincidence to the symbolism of the completed circle he imprinted on my skin. Fortunately, the ring of fire that Master Mike created did not break my skin. With trepid curiosity, I reached over my shoulder and touched the nearest welt. It was warm and tender and I wondered how long it would take to return to normal.

As I inspected my raised skin more closely, Master Mike slapped my bottom and told me the shower was ready. I followed him into the floor-to-ceiling glass encased marble shower stall. There were two water spouts and a handheld sprayer but only the side wall mounted spout was on. The warm water splashing on my face and chest felt refreshing whereas the droplets going down my back gave me cause to flinch. 

Master Mike squeezed a tube of creamy cleanser and rubbed it in his large hands. Then he gently applied it to my back and said, "This is a balm that will cleanse and soothe your traumatized skin."

It felt cool to the touch as he applied it over my entire back and then to my ass cheeks and rear thighs. For a moment I felt like a boy getting washed in the shower by my dad but then I quickly dismissed that image as he would no doubt not approve of me now. Master Mike had me turn to face him and rinse my back while he lathered my front side, face, neck, chest, torso, legs and finally the front and back of my crotch area with a bar of soap. My cock received special attention and as he stroked me clean I kissed him on the mouth. He let me kiss him once and then he pulled away, telling me if I keep that up we'll be up all night. 

"I'm tired Master Mike. This day has been awesome. We've done so much and I'm feeling so relaxed. Can I spend the night?"

"Of course you can. I was hoping you would."

I got to the bed first and when I lay down and closed my eyes, I remembered my dogs. I was supposed to let them out one more time before bed time. "What time is it?" I asked him. 

"11:30," he said.

I sat up. "I need to go home and let my dogs out."

"Okay."

"Do you want to come with me?"

"No. I'm too tired.

So that was it. I climbed out of his bed, went downstairs for my rain coat and shoes and yelled "goodbye Master." I paused but there was no response and so I walked out the front door and down the sidewalk and back around to the car port to my car.

At home, my dogs were furious but they waited for their Master to come home and let them out. They are good dogs. While they were outside, I went upstairs and put on some shorts and a tee and came back down to watch some pay per view porn while my dogs chewed bones on the rug. It is a nightly ritual, to watch tv (not porn) while they chew their bones. It is part of our time together and it bothered me all of a sudden that I nearly robbed them of that joy.

On the screen, a young woman of 19 or so was on the floor begging to suck a cock. She stuck her tongue out and the guy we can't see is telling her to stuff her fingers in her mouth. Watching a male stud walk in with his hard dick jutting out stirs me and soon he is putting his tool to her lips and she eagerly goes to work. Hot porn cock is huge: 10 inches long or more, very thick and hard with veins sticking out. I am rock hard in seconds and get up to call my Master. I've seen about all I can stand and I want the real thing again.

There is no answer and so I leave a desperate message and my cell phone #. 

When I return to the couch, the slut is lying on her back on a chaise and the dude is fingering her asshole. Her legs are open and she looks like she's having fun. I know I would be. I want to give myself to Master Mike like that and more. My mind drifts and I think about straddling his lap, kissing him on the mouth and riding his giant tool. Our intent is varied: I crave the physical contact of man-to-man sex and my Master wants a man slut to call his own. 

My cell phone rings and it's Master Mike asking if my dogs are okay and inviting me over to spend the night with him. I tell him what I'm doing and he asks if I'm still wearing the training collar. I reach up and say that I am and it's ironic that when I touched it I was reminded of its presence and significance in my life. Dreams do come true if you only make the effort to let them happen.

I put the dogs out once more and I went upstairs to pack a small bag of toiletries, tee shirt and new underwear. Then I went downstairs and put dogs in kennels, locked up house for the evening and drove to my Master's residence.

At the gated entrance, he had me tell him over the intercom why I was there so late in the evening.

"I'm here because I want to sleep with my Master; wake with you and experience what we can together in the time we have available." 

"Is that all Bob?"

"No sir, I'd like to watch some porn with you and be told what I am while you let me suck your cock. Eventually, I'd like to take your cock in my ass again."

"What are you Bob?"

"That's what I'm here to find out sir."

"Park under the car port and enter through the back gate. I will meet you at the sliding door."

The gate opened and after I drove in, it shut again. I parked in the same spot and entered his backyard through the back gate as directed. He stood in his bathrobe at the opening of his sliding door. 

"Hi Master Mike," I said cheerfully.

"Hello Bob," he said in response.

I walked right up to him, put my arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. As I opened my mouth and pushed my tongue to him, he did the same. Our open-mouthed kiss lasted a few seconds and then I hugged him and licked his ear lobe before whispering "take me to your bed sir, I want to serve my Master in every possible way tonight." 

Once inside his bedroom, he had me undress and sit on the floor at the foot of his bed. The floor was cold under my ass and while I tried to sit comfortably with my legs open and feet on the floor, Master Mike hung my jeans and tee shirt in his closet. When he returned, he held a long leather strap in his hands and with it he looped it around my wrists and through slots in the footboard. When he finished, my arms were secured to the footboard.

"Bad slaves sleep on the floor. Good slaves sleep in bed with their Master. You are neither good nor bad Bob, but I am tired and I need my rest and I don't need you sucking my cock or begging me to fuck you all night. So you will sleep here on the floor for the night." "But sir, I will be good. I can sleep in the bed and not bother you. Please sir? It's cold down here and uncomfortable."

"Yes, I know it is. You came here to pleasure me and you will in the morning but first I want to get some sleep. Your sacrifice for the pleasure I grant you tomorrow is to sleep on the floor, chained to my bed tonight."

"But sir..."

"That's enough Bob. If I hear another sound out of you, I will ball gag you and tape your mouth shut for the evening."

With that, he got into bed, clapped his hands and the lights went out. It was quiet in the darkness. A little light from the moonlit sky shown through the first layer of thin curtains but otherwise, the room was dark. 

I said nothing and sat at the foot of his bed with my arms secured to the footboard. It was a mental and physical challenge to sit still and be quiet. I was tired too but the position he put me in was uncomfortable. As I sat there, I became aware of a dull feeling on my ass, not to mention my arms felt heavy already. And yet once again I realized how turned on I was in this predicament. 

I thought about other slaves tied to their dominant's bed. Slaves who had written about these experiences and the stories I read and masturbated too. And, now here I am, sitting on my Master's floor, tied to his bed, listening to him drift off to sleep, while I try to relax with a jutting hard on that I cannot touch. 

I leaned my head back on the footrest and closed my eyes. Images of my new Master standing before me flashed into my mind first. He is wearing the leather strapped suit that he wore on the cam, but otherwise he is my naked giant Master. He towers over me with his hands on his hips and his erection pointing through the 2.5" cock ring at the center of his suit. His balls look heavy and they are strapped with a piece of leather that forces them to hang lower. In my mind, I listen to him tell me his dark ambitions, the very secret fantasies that I fear and desire for myself. That I will explore submission to the cock and he will be my provider of cock and all the teachings that go with it. And, that ultimately, I will be presented with a choice: to return to my marriage or leave it and commit myself fully and completely to Master Mike.

It is the desire to choose Master Mike that I feel most strongly now and this desire gives way to the leakage of pre-cum from my ever-increasing hard cock. It knifes the air around me with its hard sexual edge and I yearn deeply for the pleasure of physical touch.

I must have fallen asleep but I am awake again. Master is snoring lightly as he sleeps in his warm bed while I remain on the floor bound to the footboard. My neck is sore and my butt is beyond that. The dull pain has spread from the center to the outer reaches of my butt cheeks. No matter where I lean, I feel the negative effects of the cold hard floor and I wonder what else I must endure until Master Mike decides I deserve pleasure. 

I am groggy and lean my head to the side and fall asleep again.

At 7 a.m. I am super chilled, physically exhausted and wide-awake. The toilet has just flushed and I eagerly await Master's return. When the door opens, he enters and I attempt eye contact and as he walks by I say "good morning Master."

"Oh good morning, Bob. I didn't mean to wake you. How did you sleep?"

"Not very well sir. I'm cold and uncomfortable and I need to pee."

He walked to me and stood before me. He was naked and his 8" hung semi-erect between his muscular legs. "You were magnificent last night Bob. Not a peep from you and I managed to get my much needed rest. I feel wonderful now."

"Glad to hear that sir."

He stepped closer. "Sit up nice and tall as best you can Bob." Using whatever strength remained in my bound arms, I sat upright and grimaced as the pain shot in all directions from the center of my butt. I opened my legs as somehow that felt natural and in my mind it allowed my Master better access to my cock. 

I looked down at his feet. They are large and in proportion to everything else that makes his appearance so dominant. I find myself attracted to his big toe and I continue to stare at it until I feel the need to tell him "you have sexy feet Master."

He laughs and then he steps into me and pushes his genitals into my face. I inhale his musky scent and he says "that a good boy, smell your Master's crotch and remember it."

His scent is not that musky. It is clean smelling and I must admit that I enjoy the reminder of his dominance as he towers over me. But still, I am feeling the pressure build within my bladder and I must be allowed to use the bathroom soon or else there will be a big puddle of piss. God only knows what kind of price I'll have to pay if I wet his floors. My feeling horny over his feet and now his in my face dominance adds to my predicament as my cock is hard again and ready to betray me at the first opportunity. 

So, I did what any guy in my position would do. I moved my head to the side and said as nicely as I could, "I really need to pee, sir, will you please untie me and help me to the bathroom so I can pee?"

"I think you can hold it longer Bob," he said and with that he put his hand on the back of my head. "Open your pretty mouth and give your Master his morning head."

I smiled and quickly parted my lips and he pushed his cock head into my mouth. The spongy head landed on my tongue and I licked it lightly. The taste was clean and I admit that for a few moments my attention was diverted and I took pleasure in sucking this man's cock. 

But then he had to remind me of my discomfort. The way he did it though was unconscionable. He lifted his giant foot and then pressed his toes and the top half ball of his left foot onto my hard cock. In doing this, he pressed my shaft and cock head to the floor. The fact that I was already hard made it easier for him to hold me down and the pressure that shot back to my bladder was immense. 

"Mmmph," I exclaimed. He held my head firmly in both hands and shoved more of himself into my mouth. In seconds, his cock was buried in my throat while my cock lay pulsing under his heavy foot. My brain screamed "God help me I need to pee!"

Master Mike ground and pivoted his foot just a little harder against my cock and I screamed unintelligibly with his cock in my throat. Finally, he said "okay, just relax Bob," as he stepped away. His cock withdrew from my mouth and I inhaled deeply to recover my breathing. The pee pressure was unbearable and even though he used a quick release button to free me from the footboard, I wasn't sure if we would make it to the bathroom in time. 

I got up quickly and nearly fell over. My legs were stiff and worthless. Fortunately, he caught me and helped me get to the toilet. At the toilet, I sat quickly and the flow began immediately. As soon as I started feeling better, I said "oh god, this feels so good. I didn't think we'd make it."

He laughed and said "I'm having so much fun pressing the envelope with you. You are really quite a fun slave Bob."

When my piss was over, I said "Master, I need to stay here a while and take care of #2. If you want to leave I'll understand. My shit stinks badly."

He got the message and shut the door behind him.

When I came out of the bathroom several minutes later, he was on the bed waiting for me. He invited me under the sheets with him and when I got in, I snuggled up next to his warm body and relaxed for the first time since last night. I lay my head on the pillow, draped my arm over his chest and closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. 

I woke much later, alone in his bed. Master had left me a note to use his intercom to call him and he would be back later. I used the bathroom again and when I returned, he was standing in the doorway, wearing blue denim pants and a polo shirt. He looked great dressed or undressed. I wish I looked half as good.

"Feeling better?"

"What time is it?" I suddenly thought of my dogs.

"It's 3 pm."

"Oh my god, I need to go home and take care..."

"It's okay Bob, I took care of them. I found your keys and have been over to your house three times already. They are wonderful, well behaved dogs."

"You did? I mean. Okay thanks." What I didn't say was I wasn't sure how comfortable I was with that but then again, he left me here and I could have ripped him off too I suppose. So I dropped it. Besides he took care of my dogs. That allowed me to stay longer if he would let me.

"I'm really hungry," I said as I stretched under his sheets. I flipped over on to my stomach and placed my arms under the pillow. I looked at him as he remained in the doorway. "But first, I want to feel your naked body climb onto mine and your hard cock slip inside me. I want to be experience my first waking fuck."

Before I finished telling him what I wanted, his shirt was on the floor and his jeans were halfway down his legs. He nearly fell over when I said the word fuck. 

When he got into bed with me, I opened my legs and felt his hairy legs cover my thighs. He slipped down below my waist and pried my ass cheeks open with his strong thumbs. When his mouth touched my anus and his tongue pressed against my hole, I relaxed and opened right up for him. His stiff wet tongue felt wonderful, a small reconnaissance before the assault I would soon feel when he pushes his monster cock inside me. 

He wets his finger and slips it in. Soon, he double fingers me and I feel him stretch my opening wider. He spits in my open hole and I smile knowing I am now well lubricated and that very soon he will be sodomizing me in the manner I have fantasized about for ages. How I have longed to wake beneath a well hung man fucking the shit out of me. How unfortunate it was to sleep at the foot of the bed. Hopefully that is a one time only matter and that next time I will actually wake to him deeply sodomizing his weekend man whore. 

When I sense he is ready to mount me, I raise my pelvis back and upward to accommodate his entry. He climbs along side my head and kneels beside me with his hard cock pointing at my mouth. "Kiss it Bob. Kiss it with your blessing, showing me that you need it buried inside you."

I leaned closer kissed and held my lips to the spongy engorged mushroom head waiting for me. When I stopped and looked up at him, he said "prepare yourself mentally Bob. You're going to be sodomized and orally raped over and over for several hours and when it's all said and done and you make it that long, you'll be given a choice. In the meantime, you can use your safe word 'help' and we'll stop. Understood?"

"Yes Master."

With that Master pressed himself into my mouth and I sucked him as best as I could. Suddenly I felt another presence on the bed and someone climbing between my legs. There was no warning, the presence moved on top of me and without thinking I simply opened my legs wider. Lightning quick, I felt a well lubed narrow cock enter my hole. It shoved all the way to its base in one stroke. 

"He's nice and tight," I heard a man say. Master Mike raised my head off the pillow and pushed even more of his big cock into my mouth. From this angle it would be impossible to deep throat him and soon he realized this too. 

"Let's flip this slut over onto his back. I'll hold his legs up and you can take him missionary. Then I can mount his mouth and force him to deep throat me."

When I flipped over onto my back, I saw the legs of at least ten men standing along the near wall and what appeared to be a line extending outside the doorway. I looked up at Master Mike.

"It's an assessment test Bob. They're here to help you demonstrate how much cock you're willing and able to take in one session"

I smiled immediately upon hearing him and he said lift your legs up here then slut. When I did so, he caught my ankles and pulled my legs back further. His friend re-entered my hole and began slamming away. The feeling was incredible. I felt as though I needed to pee again and the in and out friction on my ass hole was nothing short of spectacular.

Over the course of three hours I took cock after cock in my ass hole and mouth. No one used a condom and everyone came inside me. With each new cock, I felt the tightness in my ass give way just a little more. I was placed in various positions including my stomach again and then on all fours only to return to being on my back again with my legs held by Master Mike or one of his friends.

20 men pounded my ass into raw hamburger meat and finally Master Mike took his turn. He was noticeably wider and longer than those that preceded him and though I was tired I felt a renewed sense of enthusiasm building within me. 




Master Mike Ch. 03



He assaulted my ass, plunging the big cock deep, withdrawing it nearly 100% and ramming it back inside all the way to his balls. I moaned for him and simply went for the ride as he fucked me long and hard. 

Then he pulled out and told me to stand on the mattress. He helped me up and then he lay down on his back and told me to mount him, reverse cowboy and face the men that sampled me earlier. I squatted onto his cock and he slipped right inside me. Move up and down, and stroke your cock Bob. Give these men a good show and make me cum all at the same time. Don't cum before me Bob and you will pass your test.

'Is that the choice I get,' I thought to myself, 'to cum or not to cum until he does?' 

When I looked up at the men surrounding our bed, I blushed with embarrassment. Yet when I saw their hard cocks, I simply stroked my own and rode up and down my Master's cock with a lust I had never felt before.

In just a few minutes I was ready to burst. "Oh my god, Master, please make me stop stroking, I'm going to cum. I'm so sorry. I can't help it. I don't want to fail!"

Master's cock erupted first. What perfect timing. As soon as I felt him spray inside me, I sat down and fully impaled myself on his giant cock. Then I exploded. My cum shot high and landed on the bed in front of me. More cum came out than I can remember ever producing for my wife or my hand. Even after the ropes sprang free, arced and pooled on the bed, cum was still coming out and dripping down my cock.

When I felt completely drained, I lifted myself up and then lay back on the bed beside my Master and closed my eyes.

"Thanks guys, that will be all" he said. Then he got out of bed and I drifted off to sleep again.



Master Mike Ch. 04



Nothing much happened after the gang bang except that Master and I talked as I drifted in and out of sleep. At times, he held me in his arms and fed me small appetizers that he personally made for me and some time that evening, I departed his residence and drove straight home. Completely exhausted from the weekend's activity, I sat on our couch and watched TV with the dogs at my feet. 

Nothing on TV piqued my interest and so I lay my heavy head back on the sofa's cushions and closed my eyes. Immediately, images of my weekend flashed before me and it felt as though I were watching myself submit to Master Mike on a movie screen. 

The next day at work began the same as any other. I arrived and 7 a.m., rested from 9 hours of peaceful sleep and ready to tackle the day's opportunities. At lunch time, I had a moment's peace and checked my cell phone for messages. There were none and I admit I was a little disappointed but then told myself it was just as well because I was there to work and didn't need the distraction.

But who am I kidding? I'm thinking about him and his magnificent cock and the wicked slut I want to be with him. If I were in his presence, I'd offer to suck his cock and if he turned me down I'd beg him until he gave in. I'm totally distracted I told myself and pressed the button on my cell phone to call him.

"Hello?"

"Hello sir, it's Bob," I whispered.

"Bob, how are you?"

"I'm fine sir. At work taking a lunch break and just wanted to say hello."

"What are your plans this evening?"

"Nothing special; go home, feed the dogs, walk them, eat and watch TV."

"How about after you eat, you come over and mingle with me and some friends?"

"Sure!" I said, "How should I dress?"

"Anything you can peel out of in less than three shakes of a lamb's tail," he laughed and then said "I'll expect you about 6:00 tonight. Don't be late."

"I don't know if..."

"Oh and Bob, keep your hands off my cock until I give you permission to jack it. Is that clear?"

"I'm at work, I'm not doing that."

"What time can you leave for the day?"

"I usually leave around 5 pm but its slow today and I could leave any time after 3 pm or so if necessary."

"I think its going to be necessary. I need to make a few calls and then I'll call you later." 

I had an immense erection in my pants and I wanted to tell him that it was because I was thinking of him and looking forward to sucking his cock. But I didn't tell him that because I couldn't afford for anyone to hear. 

"Okay Sir. Talk to you later," I said. And the line went dead.

Well that did it. My mind was definitely a million miles from where it needed to be if I was going to get any work done. Making things worse was the stiff erection in my pants and the sudden desire I felt to stroke it. Even though Master told me not to stroke it, I couldn't help it. The man knew I would if he told me not to. Even now he was influencing my behavior and that excited me. For him, I stopped raking my fingers over the extended crown ridge circling the head of my cock. 

Instead of working, I played Soduku. It's a fun game of sequencing numbers and I use it often at work as a way to clear my mind of distractions so I can mentally return to work. Numbers are pure and except for the occasional pairings of sixes and nines, I can focus solely on that. Yet today, I'm so lust crazed that even my numbers game isn't helping to clear my mind.

I struggle with an easy level game and my mind drifts to the past weekend's activities and the sexual play I engaged in. It was incredible to finally be able to touch a live cock, hold it in my hands and suck it down my throat. It was incredible to feel him explode in my mouth and taste his creamy cum as he shot rope after rope onto my tongue and lips. I thought about the whipping I received too. I relished in the thought of the searing pain shooting throughout my body with every lash he gave me and I put my hand in my lap to quietly rub my hard on.

The whipping was special. It took a strong-willed yet caring man to do what he did to me and see it through until I submitted to him. It was not the only way to take my cherry ass but it was the best way. 

After about an hour of struggling with Sodoku and reliving the details of my wild weekend, I call the pet sitter and make arrangements for him to take care of my dogs this evening. I wonder why I didn't think of that this weekend. It would have given me so much more freedom. 

I had to take a piss and headed to the bathroom. I used a stall for privacy and stood over the toilet. My cock was semi hard and throbbing as I held it in my hand and just like that my piss streamed out and hit the wall first and then the top of toilet's rim before it splashed into the bowl. It was mildly funny because I never miss like that. Yet, it was a free warning too, and I noted it seriously. Master Mike was dangerous for me. Not because he would hurt me but because I was married and employed and I was risking all of that to experience wonderful cock. I need to be careful not careless. 

When my cell phone rang again, I noted who was calling and answered as stiffly as I could. "Hi Sir."

"Bob, I want you to leave your office at 2:30 pm and drive to 2525 Westminster Avenue. Valet park your car and proceed to the Penthouse level. There you will meet me and I will give you your final instructions. Do you have any questions?"

"I can't..."

"Yes you can Bob. Lock your notebook computer in the cabinet and leave a note on your cube that says you've gone to the dentist. Nobody questions dental appointments. "

My hard on returned. There was mystery in his invitation and mischief in his voice. "Okay, I'll do it."

"Good boy. Remember leave at 2:30 pm sharp so you make it here by 3 pm."

He hung up before I said goodbye.

2525 Westminster Avenue is a posh 25 story office building occupied by bankers, lawyers, doctors and residents. A boutique style high-end fitness club separates the work spaces and the residential spaces in the building. The penthouse level is occupied by the building's management firm. 

When the elevator opened at the penthouse level, Master Mike was waiting for me. It was exactly 3 pm and he smiled and extended his hand to greet me. He pulled me close to him and turned to his side and escorted me with his arm around my waist as we walked toward a brown paneled wall. A silver handle lay on the wall and I realized it was a door. Just as he grasped it with his right hand, I said "What's going on? Why are we here?" 

"You're interviewing for a job with a friend of mine. If he likes you, you get to work here with a very liberal salary, benefits, excellent perks and a very flexible schedule." His left arm slipped tighter around my waist and I kissed him on the mouth as he pulled me even closer. I swung my left hand around and grabbed his zipper and started to pull it down as I withdrew our kiss and whispered "I missed you and I want to suck your cock right here, right now and I don't care who sees."

His hand covered mine and said "patience boy, you need to meet Mr. Landers first." He said boy and I knew to expect something fun. It was his pet name for me when it was time to play. The timing was perfect as I was already feeling the excite boiling from within the core of my being. 

He cranked the handle and pulled the door open. Inside the door way was an open area, with a conservatively dressed busty woman seated at a small desk. Master spoke to the woman and she pressed an intercom button to inform Mr. Landers his last appointment for the day is here. A booming voice said thank you Sarah, show him in and then you are free to go for the day."

"Yes sir," she said. She got up from her desk and escorted us to his office door and opened it. When I passed her we glanced at one another and I wondered if she thought I was straight or gay. 

An attractive man met us as we walked in "Hello Michael," he said to my Master first. They embraced and kissed on the lips. Whatever anxiety I felt prior had quickly vanished when they kissed. Then he turned to me and extended his hand "Hello Bob, I'm Dan Landers."

"I am pleased to meet you sir."

"Come in, sit down," he said and he showed us to the two chairs facing his desk. He sat on the edge of his desk directly across from where I was seated. I crossed my legs and the interview began immediately. We discussed my employment history, interests, family, all the usually stuff you might have in a job interview. Then he made an offer that was exactly double my present salary and I just looked at him in disbelief.

"What's the matter? He asked.

"It's a very fine offer but what am I going to be doing for that?"

"You'll manage my fitness club and the staff downstairs and have daily meetings with me as requested."

"Wow."

"Plus, you'll have an assistant manager who will take care of things when you're not available."

"When do I start?"

"You start right now."

"Well I need to give two weeks notice."

Dan stood and unzipped his trousers and whipped out his cock. It was long and thick and growing hard by the second. I turned to look at Master Mike and he said "it looks like a really nice perk to me." When he said that, I smiled with him and turned to Dan.

"Would you like me to undress and get on my knees sir?"

"That won't be necessary. Just open up and while you pleasure me I'll tell you what I have in mind for your initial schedule."

He stepped forward and I licked my lips while looking up into his eyes. When his cock touched my lips I opened right up for him and took him down my throat until his balls rest against my chin. He moaned as his cock sank into my throat and he put his fingers on my head and held me in place. I turned my head to the side and pulled back a little to get some air down my pipe and then I sucked him back in. I slowly sucked his cock in this corkscrew fashion while he moaned and told Master Mike what a wonderful mouth I had.

"You will arrive by 9 a.m. each day. Earlier if you're inclined but you don't have to. Your assistant manager will open up at 5 a.m. When I call for you to meet me, you will come up here and be used for my pleasure and possibly the pleasure of others."

He withdrew is cock and I kissed it on the tip before looking up at him again. "Wow. I can't believe what I'm hearing. Are you serious?" I said.

"Oh, I'm serious as a heart-attack my friend. Think of it as cooperative sexual harassment," he laughed, "with a really nice pay check" chimed in Master Mike. 

"If you orgasm too, it will be with my permission. Violations will result in punishment of my choosing."

"What kind of punishment?" I asked and leaned forward to kiss the tip of his cock. He moved forward too and fed his tool past my lips and into my throat. "The kind that denies pleasure and inflicts severe pain," he said.

I sucked his cock down deep and kept right on sucking. His offer was attractive. Even the punishment factor appealed to me. 

"Your mouth feels so fucking good boy, I'll even throw in a $10,000 signing bonus if you accept my offer today"

"Wow," I thought. I withdrew his cock from my throat and then sucked him right back down again. "And start with a 10% bonus on sales of videos you perform in."

I withdrew his cock completely. "How and where are the videos distributed?"

"We advertise titles and descriptions on the web to start. If you become popular we'll use face shots. Our videos distribute primarily in Europe and Asia but some American's buy them too."

"I wouldn't want to see myself on a billboard or other mainstream exposure with something like that. Is the video part a requirement of the job?"

"No, if you're happy with the salary and signing bonus, we can stay with that."

"What promotions are available?"

"More perks, bi-annual salary increases, and video performances."

"I have conditions of my own."

"Okay, let's hear them."

"Mike is my Master. I won't do anything for you that conflicts with rules he requires me to follow."

"Okay, anything else?"

"I'm married, as I said, and I'm not ready for my wife to find out that I crave cock over pussy."

"I am married also Bob," said Dan. "I give you my word discretion is an absolute. But there are risks and you will have to assume that if you engage in employment here you will always run the risk."

"As long as we're careful, I can see myself being a really good employee and having fun in the process. I accept your offer if Master Mike approves."

"I have a few conditions," began Master Mike. "First, he will not be in any videos unless I give my permission. Second, he's bareback only with me and men of my choosing. Everyone else must use a condom. No exceptions. Third, I require that he have an office with a locking door and that I will visit him whenever I like and use him however I want."

"I must insist on using him bareback," said Dan. But I'll agree to everything else."

"Agreed." They shook hands. Listening to them discuss terms over the use of my body impressed upon me the importance of having an experienced Master. I felt very fortunate all of a sudden to belong to Master Mike and I wanted to tell him so and suck his cock. Instead I inhaled Dan's cock again all the way to the base. I would take care of my Master soon enough.

"Well, okay, let's get you out of that chair and out of your clothes," said Dan. He withdrew and moved away from me. I stood as requested and undressed for him while watching him watch me. When I was fully undressed, he walked to the other side of his desk and asked me to lie down across it, palms down and face flat on the table, leaving my feet firmly on the floor. 

Master reached between my legs and slipped his hand beneath my belly and onto my cock. "Lift up a little," he said and I raised my butt upward. When I was up high enough, he dragged my cock backward and downward so that it was exposed over the edge of the desk. Master remained behind me and slowly and ever so lightly began to tease my cock with his finger tips. I forgot about Dan momentarily until he audibly cleared his throat.

When I looked in his direction, it was clear that his cock would not reach my mouth. "Scoot forward just an inch or so boy, but don't let that cock move back to the top of the desk," said Master.

I moved forward one inch as directed. It was just enough to force my cock head to angle away from the side of the desk. Master likely stroked the crown of my engorged cock with his fingers while Dan climbed onto the desk in front of me. The attention my cock received was tease and denial. It was incredibly erotic to be in this position for them and I grew even harder when Dan scooted toward me until his cock was about an inch inside my mouth. For comfort, I slipped my hands under my chin. "This will be interesting," he said. "Don't let go of me and I won't fall off the back." Then we laughed together. 

He leaned forward over my back and grabbed my cheeks. "Keep sucking my cock while I find out what your Master is doing down there." He scooted forward to get a better view and I sucked more of him into my mouth. This was such a naughty job interview, certainly nothing like I could have anticipated. 

"What are you doing Michael?"

"Just trying a little experiment to see what happens."

Dan moaned and his cock swelled with excitement in my mouth. His tip was just at my throat and I was able to continue breathing through my nostrils while keeping him in my mouth. A small amount of saliva rimmed my lips as it was becoming difficult to swallow quickly enough to keep from drooling.

"His cock is exposed and angled over the edge of the desk and I am stroking his tip ever so lightly just to keep him erect. As his excitement sets in, his cock may swell harder and at this angle he should feel a little discomfort. Nothing too dramatic but enough agony to remind him he's being controlled. At least that's my theory. 

Dan placed his hands on the sides of my head and pulled my head toward his crotch as he thrust his cock further into my throat. He enjoyed the physical stimulation of a warm wet mouth on his cock while his brain was fed with naughty bits of information. I moaned with him to express my pleasure in Master's deviance. 

"There's some lube in my credenza Michael. Will you get it for me please?"

Though his attentions to my cock were ever so light, I felt the full weight of Master's departure. No touch is even worse than light tantalizing touch meant to prolong the period of tease and denial. 

When Master returned to my backside, Dan spread my cheeks wide and I was treated to a wonderfully lubed finger anal massage. Then I received two fingers as he moved them in a circular, ever widening fashion. Master removed his middle finger and replaced it with the index finger from his other hand so that now he was using both hands to pry my hole open wider. Soon after, I felt him stuff both middle fingers in and he really went to work on my ass hole. 

Of course the more he prepared my ass with his fingers the harder I sucked on Dan's cock. Then, without any warning Dan came in my mouth. His cum tasted yummy. It was thick and flavorful and plentiful. After the second spurt he said, "that's it bitch, swallow your boss's cum. Don't you dare spill a drop."

The bitch reference was new to me but it excited me just the same. I sucked him real hard and swallowed audibly as he fed me the rest of his cum. When he finished unloading his balls in my mouth, he got off the desk and walked around behind me. Then he mounted me and pushed his cock all the way into my slicked ass hole. I sighed as he did it. Immediately, he began fucking me in and out and I was amazed at his ability to stay hard considering he just came. But I didn't say anything about it. I mean, it felt good, why ruin the experience with unnecessary questions.

Dan gripped my ass cheeks with his fingers and I clenched my gluts together. As his cock sawed in and out of my ass I began using my anal gland to push out and suck inward. The friction this created for his cock resulted in a hotter experience for him as well as for me.

"This bitch really knows how to fuck Michael. You've done real well bringing him to me. He's squeezing down on my cock on every stroke and if he keeps it up I may cum again in record time."

"Yeah, he pulled his first 20-cock train yesterday. It's amazing what this guy will do."

"Just to see 20 beautiful hard cocks would be a welcome sight."

"I'm having friends over and Bob will mingle wearing only his collar. He will entertain every single one of them tonight. You're welcome to attend and participate if you like."

Dan's cock throbbed inside my ass after Master invited him to the party. The news hit me like a ton of bricks but in a good way and I felt my cock grow harder by the second. The thought of wearing only a collar and mingling with guests, offering my holes for their pleasure made its intended impact. My cock quickly grew to its maximum size and pressed against the hard wooden desk. 

"I can't make it this evening Michael, but don't wear him out completely. I want to fuck his tight ass again and again tomorrow."

I felt Master's strong grip on my balls. He held them firmly and squeezed his fingers tighter around the sac. "He's a good slave Dan. But, if he doesn't please you, I want to hear about it the first time and every time so I can do what it takes to correct bad behavior." He squeezed my balls hard to emphasize his seriousness and I winced and yelled in pain. 

'Why is that necessary god damn it?' I thought. 

Then the bastard squatted down and lightly drew his nails down my shaft and teased the crown over and over while my new boss sodomized me. Just when Master's handiwork had me so far on edge that I thought I might be able to cum, he stopped. Dan kept going however and quickly deposited his second load of our visit deep into my ass hole. When he pulled out, he retreated to a side bathroom for clean-up. Before shutting the door, he said "I'll expect you at 8:30 a.m. tomorrow morning. You can expect to be sodomized as you tell the details of your wild party tonight."




Master Mike Ch. 04



"Put your clothes on Bob. It's time to leave," said Mike.

I turned to look at Master Mike. His tone had changed dramatically and I wondered if it was Dan's arrogance or something I did. The job opportunity was exciting but sex with Dan meant nothing to me. For some strange reason I wanted to tell Master that but now wasn't the time and so I turned and looked for my clothes. A funny thing happened when I stood. I farted and Dan's cum bubbled from my butt and dripped down my legs. I laughed and that broke the tension for both of us. We laughed together as I picked up my shorts and put them on. 

When I was dressed, we could still hear the shower water running in the bathroom and on the way out, I stopped Mike in the doorway and I kissed him on the mouth. At first he resisted but only slightly and then he gave in to my desire. His lips parted for me and I thrust my tongue inside his mouth. We embraced and kissed passionately in that doorway for nearly a minute and I felt his erection press into me. Only the silence of water stopping woke us to the fact that it was time to leave. 

While we waited for the elevator, he glanced at me and I looked into his eyes. I felt him in that moment, his desire for me as his and I drew closer than men in public should be to one another. I couldn't help myself. I wanted him too and I was determined to make sure he knew it before we left that floor. In his ear, I whispered "back there was foreplay," and I slipped my hand down his torso and loosely grasped his crotch, "what do I need to do to get you inside me again?" Then for added impact, I licked the outline of his left ear. 

The elevator opened and we walked arm in arm into it. We were alone together and when the door shut, he said "I enjoyed watching you accept your new position as an office whore. Dan will be a good experience for you. He will make you work hard and accomplish goals and he will reward you with all the sex you can handle. I just hope that you'll save some for me."

"I want to show you just how grateful I am to be serving you."

"Why don't you go home and clean up, take care of your dogs and then come to my home." 

"I'd like that. What shall I wear for the party?"

"You will wear a uniform I have waiting for you at my home."

"Wow. A uniform? Will I be serving drinks?"

"You will learn your duties tonight."

The elevator opened and we stepped out. In the garage, our cars were waiting for us and cute valet guys held the doors open. I drove straight home with Dan's cum pooling under my bottom and my head full of raw lust.



Master Mike Ch. 05



"Woohoo!" I rejoiced out loud once I was in my car with the door shut. I felt incredible. The exhilaration of an awesome job change and the promise of freedom for total sexual exploration by day coursed through me. I liked my new employer and his cock felt magnificent in my mouth and ass. "I am now officially a slut-in-training," I said out loud again, "and I'm rock hard with man cum dripping out of my freshly fucked ass hole. Yeah! Hell yeah!" I exclaimed over and over.

I smiled and remained hard all the way home. Life was good.

After I got home, I fed my dogs and took a shower. Sweat and man cum clung to my body and I wanted to be clean for Master to soil me all over again. As I finished up in the shower, the phone rang.

Dripping wet, I raced to press the speaker button and said "hello?"

"Hi honey!" said my wife. 

"How are you Donna?"

"Honey, I'm fine. We're doing really well. We have sold more than anticipated and more buyers are expected so the company is extending our trip."

I pause as the water dripping off my legs forms a puddle at my feet.

"Are you mad?" she asks.

"I miss you Donna," I say. 

"I miss you too. It will only be a few more days. Do you mind?"

"I guess not." In reality the elation of my extended freedom is sinking in and I'm finding it incredibly difficult to maintain my façade. 

"Thank you Bob; how are the dogs?"

"They're fine. They follow me everywhere." I said. 

I could hear a man's commanding voice in the background and Donna giggled slightly before saying "Honey I have to go, my boss is hungry and cranky."

After the call ended I wondered if Donna was having an affair with her boss. This extended trip was so out of the blue and yet if true, if she was having an affair then the extension was good for both of us. I let go of my towel and called my Master with the good news.

"Well in that case boy, I think you should tell the sitter to take care of your dogs through the week and then plan on staying with me."

The elation I felt inside came bursting out with my response. "Hell yeah, thank you sir!" 

"Who is your pet sitter?

"Forever Green" I say with uncertainty in my voice.

"That sounds like a landscape company."

"Yeah, his moniker is 'we walk your dogs so your lawn stays forever green."

I feel stupid for saying that and Master Mike says "I know the owner. Kevin Sojo. He's a queen, did you know that?"

"I figured. He acts fem, but my dogs like him and he's trust worthy."

"Yes he is. I know him intimately. He used to be a prominent banker, married and with children. He's a very nice bottom boy, an excellent cock sucker. His butt is cherry for fucking."

I pause and wonder why I'm hearing this about my pet sitter. I know him as dependable and not sure I want to know anything more than that.

"Is he doing the overnight service?"

"Yes. I like it that way. Someone is here watching the dogs and my house."

"Very well then, pack your tooth brush and wear your rain coat. Once you're here you're to strip and be nude your entire stay."

"Sir, I'm nude right now and my cock is rock hard."

"Keep your hands off that cock boy. In time you will be rewarded." Then he hung up.

"So Kevin Sojo really is gay." I say to myself. I laugh at the thought. I feel like calling Donna and telling her. We've had so many talks about whether he is or isn't. But then, how would I be able to explain how I found out? I can't. So instead I wipe up the water pooled on the floor and then head off to the bathroom.

About 20 minutes later I'm wearing shorts, my deck shoes and a light beige tee shirt with a trout image over the left breast. It's one of my favorite shirts because I think I look good in it and it just feels soft against my skin.

There are two cars in my driveway. I recognize both but am dumbfounded over why my Master is here. I feel panic rise in my throat and flash about my forehead while trying to figure out how to handle this.

The backdoor unlocks. It's Kevin and Mike follows him inside. "Hello Bob" they say practically in unison although it's my Master's voice that captivates me. I can feel his effect most significantly in my cock. I walk into the breakfast room and greet them both by extending my right hand for a shake. 

"I'm sorry Mr. Wilson, I don't normally bring guests to client's homes; but Mike is a very dear friend who says he knows you."

I see the uncertainty on his face and feel compelled to assure him I'm not mad. I'm not panicky either. It's my house and I'm simply greeting them. My dogs bark in the background. They are in their kennels but know someone has entered the house.

"Oh, my babies are calling," says Kevin.

I look at Mike and his eyes are rolling up into his head. 

"Excuse me," says Kevin. "Let me go tend to them. Have they eaten dinner?"

"Yeah, I fed them already. Would you take them for a walk?"

"How long ago did they eat?"

"About 30 minutes."

"I'll let them out into the backyard but I think they should rest at least an hour before we walk."

"Okay."

After watching Kevin depart I say to Master "Now knowing what you told me I feel like I want to have sex with him. Is that bad?"

Master Mike chuckled and put his hand on my shoulder. I looked into his eyes and felt him looking back with an intensity that stirred only my desire. 

"Kevin is one of my subs. I have many and he has been with me for a number of years. You are going to have sex with him before we return to my home. It's just a matter of selecting how to play it out."

"Huh?" I'm so confused all of a sudden.

"Let's go to the window in front of your sink and watch him." His smile was disarming and I felt safe with him. 

We move in single file and I get there first and put my hands on the counter. Master surrounds me with his body from behind. His warm breath kisses my neck and with one hand he unbuttons my shorts and with the other he unzips them and then he reaches inside and grasps onto my cock. It's semi hard and it grows to full arousal within seconds. "Look at Kevin," begins Master as he lightly strokes my cock in his hand. "He doesn't know what you are yet but he must be wondering how you know me...don't you think."

"You could be my trainer at the gym," I offer.

"Maybe, tell me how you are feeling while you watch him."

"I'm aroused by your attention to me sir. I don't understand what you mean by watching him."

"Can you look at him like he's someone to fuck? Does his small framed butt interest you in that way?" he whispered. He pressed himself into me so I could feel his own erection.

I moaned when I felt his cock press between my own cheeks. And then I moaned again as he gripped my cock more firmly. Then I looked at Kevin's butt and said "yes Master I see him sexually now."

"And how would you like for him to learn of your intentions?"

"I don't know, what are my options?"

"He could walk in on you being naked on your knees and sucking my cock." He stroked me hard.

"OMG, that's hot."

"Or, you could tell him you he's attractive and you were wondering what it takes to get in his pants." Master stroked me lightly again.

"Wow."

"He's coming back to the house. Should I zip my pants?"

"I think you should leave them open. Tell him the truth. Tell him we watched him out the window and you let me stroke you while you confessed you wanted to have sex with him."

The door opened and Kevin said "Mr. Wilson? As he walked inside and shut the door.

I turned to face him and said "call me Bob."

When he saw me, Kevin froze and just stared. His eyes darted between mine and my crotch several times. 

"Come here Kevin. I want to tell you something."

He stared at my crotch and said "okay," as he approached me.

"Mike is my Master. I am a pleasure slave in training and my Master is helping me get in touch with my true sexuality."

The shock of finding his straight married client unzipped in front of a known Gay dominant was a lot to take in, but he still wanted confirmation and so he turned to Mike and said "is he for real?"

Master nodded and then turned his gaze on me. I watched Kevin. The contorted look on his face was softening, yet he was unsure of what to say to me.

"I want to have sex with you Kevin." I said to him about as straight and unenthusiastically as ever. 

His jaw dropped.

"I'm going to take my clothes off so you can see what I'm offering you. Okay?"

He nodded while his mouth remained open.

I turned to Master as though I were fully trained and asked "May I please take off my clothes Master. And may I please have sex with Kevin if he agrees to have sex with me?"

"You may take off your clothes, but tell us why you want to have sex with Kevin."

I take off my shirt and Kevin sighs as he sees my bare chest. "He has a cute butt and the thought of taking him here in my own home is exciting."

"Are you prepared? Where is your condom?"

"I have some upstairs," I offer quickly and look to the floor as I realize I'm unprepared. 

"I have one right here." He held out his hand. "A top should always be prepared with condoms," he said. 

I reached for the condom in his hand and he lifted it away. "Not yet my boy; first, please finish undressing. Kevin has not accepted your offer."

"Oh yes I am. He's hot. He can fuck me anytime," said Kevin enthusiastically.

"Kevin is so eager," said Master. "He's a total slut, aren't you Kevin?"

Kevin nodded at Master.

"He prefers to be ridden bareback isn't that right Kevin?"

Kevin nodded. "It's the best way."

"Yes, it feels wonderful I'll admit. However, we can't always trust the bareback slut and so we must protect ourselves."

I'm glad Mike is my Master. He thinks of everything. Quickly I finish undressing and then toss my clothes to the floor behind Kevin.

"Boy," began Master and I swear Kevin and I looked at him at the same time. "Boys, I should say," and he laughed. "Kevin you will be boy 2 and Bob will be boy 1. Boy 1 is a top in training and boy 2 is a nice bottom boy. Isn't that right boy 2?"

"Oh yes sir," said Kevin gleefully. He applauded at Master's suggestion.

This time it was my turn to roll my eyes back. 

"I'm losing my hard on." I say to Master Mike.

"I can fix that," says Kevin.

"Boy 1, you need to learn a few things about topping a bottom boy."

"Like what?"

"Like making sure he's lubed."

"Oh."

"And if he isn't then you use your mouth to lube him up."

I stood in silence. I'm unprepared. "I don't want to lick his ass. I want to lick your's Master."

"That's understandable. Well then boy 2 is your ass lubed?"

"No sir."

Master reaches into his jeans pocket and extracts a small tube. "Here's some anal-eze, go to the bathroom and fix yourself up. Then put your pants back on and meet us in the garage."

Kevin took the lube tube and headed for the bathroom.

"Let's go boy, I haven't got all day."

"Can I put my clothes on?"

"No. A stud top is not ashamed to go naked in his backyard. Besides the garage is only a few paces from your back door."

We made it out to the garage in record time and I was fairly certain the neighbors had not seen anything.

By the time Kevin made it to the garage I was on my knees with Master's cock buried in my throat. My cock was fully aroused again.

"Ooh, you two look so hot together. Can I have some cock too?"

Master withdrew his cock and snapped his fingers at Kevin. Kevin swallowed hard. He knelt and then he slowly knee-walked across my garage and stopped before my Master and opened his mouth.

Master pushed his cock into Kevin's mouth and shoved his entire length down the little guy's throat. There was no gag, simply a tunnel to be filled and Master filled it with ferocity. He sawed his cock in and out of Kevin's gullet several times and then withdrew and turned to me. 

"Take him boy; take this slut's mouth until I provide you further instruction." The look Master gave me was occupied with lust and it was his lust that fed my own. I snapped my fingers and Kevin and he knee-walked toward me with is mouth open. When he was well within my reach I grasped the back of his head and guided his open mouth to my hard jutting cock. Once inside his lips, I pulled hard on his head and thrust my cock into his throat. The power exchange was intoxicating and the feel of his mouth and throat on my tool was nothing short of spectacular. 

Kevin moaned loudly as I sawed my cock in and out of his throat. The whole scene really turned me on. I'm rock hard and having supervised man sex. I'm actually topping a man's mouth and I love it. I look to Master and thank him and he kisses me on the mouth. His tongue rapes the inside of my mouth and I slow my pace on the slut's mouth. I moan and suddenly feel the desire to disengage from Kevin and be my Master's pleasure slave.

Master has no intention of changing our course. He withdraws and says "slam his throat and hold yourself inside him. Show me how you want to be topped too."

That does it for me. Suddenly the purpose is clear and I slam my cock into Kevin's throat and hold his head in place with both hands. He doesn't struggle at first but ultimately he needs air and he tries to pull off with just his neck muscles and then he taps my thighs. After his taps grow frantic, I look over at Master and tell him I'm nearly ready to cum.

Master strokes his cock and Kevin's face is turning blue. I'm sweating profusely and my cock is throbbing hard. Finally Master says "Okay, pull out and let go of him."

I pull out and let go as instructed. Kevin falls to the floor like a rag doll and chokes on the fresh air. "Are you okay?" I lean down and ask him. He looks up at me and nods even though he is still having breath issues. "I want you now. Will you rollover and rise to your hands and knees please?" I ask him. 

"That's it Bob, you're a natural."

The fact that Master called me by my real name is not lost on me. And even though he is still breathing roughly, Kevin acquiesces to me. 

I stick my hand out palm side up to Master and he gives me the condom package. I tear it open and roll it over my hardened cock. "Peel your cheeks back slut," says Master.

I squat down behind Kevin with my feet firmly planted on the floor. My cock is aimed at his open asshole. "You can be as rough with him as you want to Bob. He likes it that way." With ease I push the tip just inside his hole and then grab on to his hips with both hands. Master's permission to rape Kevin is all I can think about and then I start. Just as I used his mouth and throat, I slam him in the ass as hard as I can. The sinking goes in the full six inches and I feel his fiery warmth envelop my thinly sheathed cock. He was open yet tight in all the right places; much tighter than a pussy and much more satisfying too.

Sodomizing Kevin in my garage is a workout. The air is thick was homosexuality and I'm rapidly consuming as much as I can while I piston in and out of Kevin's ass. My body sweats profusely. Drips of perspiration trail down all sides of me and I am getting off on that realization as much as the physical feeling of his ass clamped down on my cock. I withdraw almost to the outer ring and then slam it home. Kevin seems to be enjoying himself immensely. His groans are all sexual. Master walks over to face Kevin and offers his cock. Kevin opens up and soon after Master is roughly engaged with Kevin's mouth. 

After a few more minutes of this dual rough fuck on Kevin, Master says "Bob, when you're ready feel free to pull out of Kevin's ass and let him remove your rubber and then suck you off to completion."

"Yes sir. Thank you sir," I say to him.

I hold out only a couple more minutes and then I withdrew. There is a loud popping noise and Kevin immediately turns to face me. He removes the rubber and then grabs the base of my cock and goes to work on the tip with his mouth. He purses his lips and sucks in as he drags them over the crown. The feeling is incredible and I am going to cum in no time soon.

Master tears off another package and rolls a condom onto his cock. I watch as Kevin continues sucking my cock with purpose. I'm close to cumming when Master mounts Kevin. Although in my mind I was roughly fucking Kevin just moments before, what I witness Master Mike do to Kevin is unmerciful fury. Kevin moans with my cock in his mouth as Master increases his pace on Kevin's ass. I stay hard and manage to not cum for another five minutes while Master pounds Kevin' ass. Then without warning Master cums. His shouts are guttural and he thrusts deep into Kevin to finish his spurting. When the energy subsides, Kevin's licking improves and soon I am ready to pop.

I cum in Kevin's mouth while Master pulls out of Kevin's ass. I watch Master remove his soiled condom and toss it onto Kevin's back. I laugh as I consider Kevin's position in life: Dog sitter, garage slut and garbage can; what a combination.

[to be continued.]



Master Mike Ch. 06



In the aftermath of our tag team assault on Kevin, I stand facing my Master. Our bodies drip with perspiration while our cocks hang semi-erect and my breathing returns to normal. I'm stilling looking at the soiled rubber Master has tossed onto the slut's back. I smile broadly and then I begin to chuckle as the post-orgasm euphoria sets in.

"What's so funny?" Master asked me.

"I'm just seeing some irony in Kevin's life as a bottom boy. Look at what lays on the floor between us: a dog sitter, garage slut and garbage can." 

We watch Kevin's body stir. He rolls over onto his back and his cock juts upward and lands against his belly. Then it moves into the air and remains in an upright mast position. 

"He's reacting to you. That's truly a wonderful sign for both you."

I look at master with a questioning eyebrow. 

"I wanted to see if you could switch roles and play the dominant. You performed magnificently and the result speaks for itself. It only takes a few well chosen words to sum up a scene for closure. Thanks to you we will now look at Kevin differently. You exposed him for what he is. And, believe me when I tell you this. He likes it. He's demonstrating that by showing us his hard on."

"He has a small dick. It's not sexy."

Master laughed. "His dick is small." He laughed and stroked his cock.

"But his ass hole and his mouth feel incredible. He's a good slut."

I nod in agreement even though Kevin's dick size disgusts me. "Master, I need a shower. Would you like to join me?"

"Yes Bob, I would."

"What should I do about Kevin? Do you want him to join us?"

"He's your slut now. You decide."

"My slut? What do you mean he's my slut?"

"You topped him, you mocked him and he's responded in kind."

"But I thought he's your slave."

"I'll loan him to you. Try him out for a while. If you tire of him, we'll talk about a trade-in or something."

"What the fuck am I going to do with him? I don't need another complication in my life."

"Slaves are commodities. If you are going to be a dominant you need to start looking at them that way. The slave enjoys objectification as much as we do. Kevin enjoys it immensely."

"I don't really give a shit what Kevin likes. I have no interest in having sex with him. He doesn't turn me on. I am turned on by you Master." 

"I think you are a natural switch but if you don't want Kevin I certainly understand."

I looked down and saw that Kevin was staring back up at me. His face had reddened.

His reaction produced an unexpected reaction in me too. My cock grew as I felt the rush of my own feelings turn. In an instant, I said "wipe that smirk off your face bitch and suck your new Master's cock."

Kevin came to me in a flash with his mouth open and his eyes wide with lust. I could see and feel his enjoyment. We were now opposite ends of the same power rush and after he took his place at my feet I fed him my hard jutting cock.

"I know you want me as your Master, Kevin."

He nodded and moaned affirmatively as he sucked me into his throat. His mouth felt wonderful and as the lust took over I found myself wanting to lecture him, humiliate him and push him to find a breaking point. 

"Your dick is tiny Kevin. It's embarrassing. You can't cum in my presence do you hear me? I don't give a shit about you."

Kevin seemed to be in a third world of lust and ingénue. He wasn't fazed at all by my choice of words. In fact I felt him relax as I placed my hands on his head and began sawing my cock in and out of his throat. And that's when I really began to re-consider taking ownership of this bitch. 

"Jesus Master. It feels like I'm getting a second wind and a desire to fuck this nasty slut until I can't get it up anymore."

"That's really hot. I think you should but I'm all out of rubbers."

Kevin withdrew himself from my cock. "I'm safe sir. I promise. You can fuck me bareback. It's okay."

"Shut the fuck up," I said and slapped his face. "You got a fucking lot to learn bitch." And I slapped his face again. Kevin lightly rubbed both cheeks and then looked at me in dismay. "Who gave you permission to stop sucking my cock?"

Kevin's body slumped and I felt my cock pulse in kind. 

"What the fuck bitch, get back to work. Suck my cock!"

When the tip of my cock touched his lips I grabbed his head and thrust myself into his mouth and down his throat. At the base, I let my cock throb in his throat while I held my grip firmly on his head. Whoever coined the term skull-fucking was really in touch with something because that's exactly what I was doing with Kevin now. 

"You better think long and hard about what your place is slut," I began. "I'm already used to ordering you around. My tone is likely to grow negative with each passing day. Abusing you turns me on and I don't see that ending any time soon."

I swear the longer I talked the more turned on I got. It was like Kevin was quickly becoming a non-person and not only could I say anything I wanted to him but I was doing anything I wanted too. Skull fucking a slut and verbally assaulting his senses is a total turn-on. 

"In fact I don't care if you are a virgin. I don't want your shit on my cock and that's why I will have a rubber on whenever I fuck you. Is that fucking clear to you bitch?"

He nodded without delay. 

"You like me don't you slut?" 

I felt him nod.

"I'm giving you the kind of attention you crave."

He nodded again and moaned on my cock.

"I own you bitch," I shouted. "I'll take this bitch and destroy him," I said to my Master. "I accept your offer sir. I will take him on as my personal property." I was now forcefully sawing my cock in and out of Kevin's throat like a piston rams the valve on a V-8. Master Mike approached until he was towering over Kevin and kissing me on the lips. 

In an instant I realized I do it for Kevin like Master does for me. Like a loyal puppy I melted before my Master and moved my hands from Kevin's head to my Master's hips. My sawing power slowed a little but it was no matter. If Master wanted my submission now I was ready to give it.

"I need to go," he whispered. "My party guests will be arriving soon." He kissed my lips briefly again. "If you want to bring your slut to the party, it's okay with me." We kissed again briefly and he said "Just make sure you have control of him. If he acts up I'll be holding you accountable."

"Yes Master. Thank you."

Master dismounted himself from our embrace and then he slipped his clothes on and walked out of the garage. We waved to one another and we both laughed. "Have fun with your new slave" he said and then he left.

I withdrew from Kevin's mouth after Master Mike's departure. Kevin pouted, behaving like a little spoiled brat and I slapped his face with my open palm as hard as I could. 

"Don't you cop a fucking attitude with me bitch."

"I'm sorry sir" he whined while rubbing his face.

"We need to have some rules. You will be in possession of XL rubbers and lube at all times when you are in my presence. Right now I want to fuck you Kevin and you are unprepared."

"I'm sorry sir. I didn't know."

Whack. I slap his face hard. "Shut the fuck up. I'm talking now."

I stare at him and then speak again. "You are a filthy fucking mess. You smell like piss and my dried cum is on your forehead. Get dressed and then get the fuck out of here. Go to the store buy the rubbers and then return ready to be fucked."

Before I finished Kevin was on his feet getting dressed. It turned me on to see him so compliant. 

"There's one more matter I want covered. Your dick is disgraceful. At all times you will wear at least a g-string. I want that dick covered up."

"Yes sir. I understand."

"Don't disappoint me. You're already due one beating. If you keep fucking up with me, the severity of your beating will be quite high."

On his way out he turned and waved and I flipped him off. "Don't waste my time with your piss-ant bullshit."

After Kevin drove off, I walked out of my garage while stroking my cock. In the space between my garage and house I looked at my neighbor's house. Lights were on but no one was watching. Then I walked into my house, locked the door, picked up my clothes in the kitchen and headed upstairs for a shower.

About an hour later I was feeling refreshed as I sat down to a nice salmon dinner. It was dark outside already and the garage's automatic lights were on when Kevin's F-150 returned to my driveway. He came to my back door and I had him kneel on the ground in front of the steps while I finished my dinner.

He was still there when I opened the door about 10 minutes later. I was dressed in jeans, a black tee and black boots. Black was definitely the appropriate color. It spoke volumes about masculine dominance and the reaction it evoked in Kevin was nothing less than spectacular.

"You look like shit and you smell awful" I said him. 

"Sorry sir."

"You need to be hosed down." I stepped down from the back door porch and brushed past him as I said "follow me you fucking dirt ball."

When I got to my hose roll, I turned and noticed he was crawling. "Get up you fucking moron. Quit wasting my time you dumb fuck!"

I got him to kneel by the pool and then I turned on the hose and sprayed him with the water. It was cold but in this heat it had to feel good. He didn't complain as I splashed the water against his face, his chest, his shorts and legs. 

"Where are the fucking rubbers you dumb cunt?"

"They're in my truck."

"Jesus Christ are you fucking kidding me? Go get them you ass hole."

As he passed by me I thumped his ass with my foot. "Hurry up."

I wanted to laugh at my own audacity and yet my cock was swollen with lust. It amazed me that I could actually do this without Master Mike there to guide and stimulate me. I looked at my pool. The newly installed lighting system in the trees and in my pool made the water look inviting. And the hot ambient air was taking its effect on me as well. As I undressed, I smiled about the irony of this situation. I should be enjoying this evening with my wife; I have fantasized about such an interlude with my Master; and tonight I am going to share the moment with my new slave. 

When he returned I had already taken my clothes off and put them on a chair. His eyes went straight for my cock and I said "come here slut. Slip a rubber on me."

With the rubber on I turned to the pool and walked into it via the steps at the shallow end. With each step I felt the water surround and comfort me until I was standing in waist-deep water. Then I turned to Kevin and said "why don't you strip and join me."

Kevin was all smiles and wasted no time in getting himself naked and into the pool with me. 

Maybe it was the water, the romantic lighting and my conscience working in combination but all of a sudden, I wanted to try a different tact with him. The closer he got to me the more I wanted to be nice and just see how that went. We met near the mid-point of the pool. I was standing in chest deep and he was treading water. "Come closer Kevin. Put your arms around me. Mmm, that's it. Now wrap your legs around my waist."

When you get right down to it, Kevin is a wonderful fuck. His ass is tight, his legs are hairless and smooth and with them wrapped around me, I slid my arms around his waist and pulled him in close enough for a kiss. On contact his lips parted and I pushed my tongue into his mouth. His breath tasted good to me and I began to kiss him in a hungry way that felt as though I were feasting on him. Our tongues danced together, coating each with the other's saliva and as I got caught up in the passion of the moment, my hand went to the back of his head and my cock began to tap his bottom. 

For me, pool sex is as close to making love as any thing. The water is so calming and soothing on the senses. Not at all like the harsh verbal lecture that I gave to him earlier.

"I like this Kevin." 

"Me too," he swooned.

"I don't want to be a full-time ass hole."

He moved his hand down to my cock and began to guide it into him while looking into my eyes. It took some effort but eventually we managed to push my sheathed cock inside him. Then our lips and tongues met again as he relaxed his hole and I pushed the final distance to achieve full penetration. 

Once he was fully impaled on me, I throbbed inside him. "Donna has no idea about my interest in men."

Between kisses, Kevin said "Its okay, she's not going to hear about this from me."

"Thanks. And, don't worry you'll be paid for your dog sitting services. I'm not here to take advantage."

"I appreciate that," he said more like a business man than a slut sharing an intimate moment with his Master.

"I would like this to be the last time I wear a condom with you."

"Really? I am safe sir. I swear. I get tested every few months. It's always negative."

"But there is a catch Kevin. You'll need to dedicate your fuck holes to me."

This time I stared into his eyes with a seriousness that a principal gives to a student.

He gazed at me in silence.

"Your mouth and ass belong to me and I forbid you to share them with others except Master Mike and me."

I began sawing in and out of Kevin's ass. With each stroke I hoped he would melt to my way of thinking.

"I'm not sure I can do that" he blurted. "I like being put out for others' enjoyment."

I had to give him that. I like it too. I have this fantasy of being bound with ropes that are secured to posts. I'm naked, standing with my arms spread above my head and my legs spread wide. Long after the ropes tear into my flesh, men continue to mount me and take their turn at soiling my bung hole. I feel each burning squirt as they grunt out cum after cum.

"I'm your Master now Kevin. I will decide when you have earned that privilege."

"Yes sir" he responded somberly.

I slowly moved in and out of his ass and then back in again and held myself in place as we neared the ascending steps. "Do you want me as your Master?" I asked him frankly.

"Yes I do."

"Why?" I asked and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Tell me why. Convince me."

"I like your voice and I love your cock. You are very attractive, mysterious even. I like your attitude...the way you took over, slicing and dicing my confidence. You shredded me into ribbons as you highlighted my inadequacies."

"I got off on that but that's not the total me."

"Yes I know. You are an intimate man. I love this. It's like we're a couple, making love."

I frowned and Kevin said "I'm sorry. I didn't mean you love me."

"I don't love you Kevin. But I am feeling benevolent."

He squeezed his anus around my cock. "What a nice talent you have Kevin."

"Thank you, sir. I have lots of talents like that."

"I've had this fantasy for a long time. To have someone I could call and fuck on short-notice. That's how I want to view our relationship."

He smiled. "I like that."

"And, someone to fuck with. Tease and deny." I paused to withdraw and then thrust myself back into him. For each stroke, Kevin's anus hugged my cock firmly. "Someone with whom I may explore my interests in spanking...the kind of activity that breaks someone down to almost nothing...no barriers, nothing to stand between me and him."

Kevin's lips parted and his eyes narrowed as he felt my cock thrust back and forth inside him. There was a physical, emotional and even spiritual unveiling going on between us. The kind of exchange that encourages more steps in a particular direction.

"You feel good Kevin, like a masturbation sleeve wrapped around my cock. Tomorrow I would like for you to go online and shop for a chastity device that we can both feel good about you wearing."

"I can do that," he said.

"I'm going to look too. It should be something that deters you from sex with others yet allows you to go to the bathroom on your own." 

"You're really turning me on sir."

"I don't know of anything lockable to block access to your ass hole. But another bonus would be to cause your tiny dick and balls some discomfort."

"So I remain faithful to you."

"So you can allow me my interest in controlling you."

"I thought you wanted me to be faithful."

"I want full control and the confidence that bareback sex with you is safe for me. If that's not in the equation then our relationship will be short."

"I am safe. I tested negative last week."

"How many bare cocks have been in your ass since then?"

"Four."

"Four. Really? I'm not impressed. I think you should leave and then call me when you're ready to meet my conditions."

"No. Please don't make me go. I like it here."

I pulled out of his ass and forcefully disengaged myself from his embrace. We were in enough water depth that he could stand. "Get off me you fucking selfish bitch."

When he finally let go I said "Go."

"Are you firing me?"

"No. But I refuse to have sex with a slave that won't do what it takes to protect me so we can both enjoy great sex."

"Okay I'll do it," he blurted out. "I'm sorry. Okay. Please don't toss me out." He was now visibly shaking. 

"As it is, you'll have to be celibate for six months. Call it an incubation period."

"Why?"

"Don't second guess me Kevin. I'm in charge of your sex life now. I own you. Say it."

"Yes Master, you own me."

"Stroke your dick Kevin. Don't you dare cum without permission."

He stood in the shadows but I saw his hand go for his crotch. As his arm moved he settled down a little. 

"That's it bitch, stroke your dick. Tell me if it feels good."

"Yes it does."

"Yes Master it feels good" I stated back to him. "Call me Master you fucking ungrateful bitch."

"Yes Master it feels good."

He continued stroking is tiny dick.

"Is it hard yet?"

"Yes Master. It is very hard."

"Do you want to cum?"

"Yes Master. May I please?"

"No you may not. Stop stroking. Hands at your sides," I said as I started up the steps.

He stopped stroking. "Now you know how I felt when you decided not to comply with my wishes."

"I apologized for that. I'm sorry."

"We both lost out tonight Kevin. You're too selfish. I think in time I will find somebody that's right for me to fuck without worry. You can consider yourself free of my ownership and on top of that you're fired too. Now get the fuck off my property you fucking piece of shit!"

Kevin fell to his knees and whined "please Master. Please give me another chance. I promise I will obey you. I'm sorry. Please don't do this." 

I looked at him in disgust. His eyes were welling and then tears cascaded over his cheeks.

"I want the only key that frees your dick from the chastity device you put on it. Get one that allows you to pee with it on. I also want your ass plugged except when you have to take a shit. You will wear these items for six months and remain celibate. Then you will be tested for diseases and if you pass the tests I will consider fucking you if I'm available. Accept my offer now or get the fuck out."

"Thank you Master."

"Come here bitch and take this rubber off my cock."

He got up and stepped to me. I slapped his face hard "on your knees bitch." 

Once kneeling he reached up and withdrew the used condom from my cock. "Now stick it in your ass so you don't lose it."

He looked at me with confusion on his face. 

"Its litter and you are a garbage can. Now stick it in your ass or leave. Jesus Christ bitch. Why are you such a fucking nuisance?"

I stepped around to watch as he reached back and finger stuffed it into his anus. "That's good, now you have a tail," I said laughing at my own comment. "Now clean my cock with your mouth only."

Kevin turned to me with his mouth open and took the tip of my semi-hard cock to his lips and then inside his mouth. His tongue lapped against my skin and I found it increasingly difficult to hold back an erection. In a matter of moments my cock was on the way to becoming fully engorged as the little bitch worked his magic on it. He does have a wonderful mouth as Master Mike had said earlier. It's a shame he requires so much work.




Master Mike Ch. 06



In the silence, I replayed our encounter in my mind while Kevin worshipped my cock like a sugar baby does after she gets her allowance. When all was said and done I had one unresolved question. Was it me that he feared losing or was it something else?

"Why did you cry?"

"You kicked me out."

"No. That's not it. We haven't known each other long enough for you to cry over losing me as your Master. Something else drove you to tears. What was it?"

He looked up at me while my cock was in his mouth. He pushed his head forward to slide my cock into his throat as he watched me. It felt good but now I wanted an answer and so I slapped his face hard and then withdrew and slapped the other side just as hard. 

"If I need to give you a beating I will. Tell me now what you feared about me kicking you out and then I'll let you drink my cum."

He started to argue with me. "Don't you want to drink my cum? Is it not sweeter than sugar?"

"I know we just started tonight, but I have fantasized about you ever since I started walking your dogs. I'm sorry I was so much trouble earlier. I promise from now on I will do everything you ask of me."

"What have you fantasized about Kevin?"

"Your bare cock exploding hot cum in my ass."

"Stroke my cock with your hand Kevin. Keep it hard while we talk. And, thank me for this privilege."

"Yes sir. Thank you, sir."

"Is that all you fantasize about, my cock exploding in your ass?"

"No sir. I think about being on-call and going to my Master on a moment's notice to take care of him sexually."

"What else?"

"About being his toilet."

"Tell me about that Kevin. Stroke my cock a little harder but don't make me cum."

"I know it's disgusting but I can't help it. The thought of being reduced to someone's toilet seems like an aphrodisiac for ultimate humiliation."

"Yes it does. Do you wish for my pee?"

He nodded and licked his lips as he continued stroking my cock with his fingers around the crown.

"And do you want to taste my shit?"

He nodded again.

"So why did you cry?"

"Because I think you are the best ever dominant for me. And it seemed like we were just bantering a little. You know testing the waters. I didn't think you would really kick me out. But then I realized you were serious and I got sad and afraid." 

"Best ever huh? That's pretty strong considering this is my first time."

"You're a natural sir. You really take over. You're not afraid to push me hard and walk away. And then you have this compassionate side that you shared with me this evening. I really, really, really liked that." 

"I want you to listen to me and listen carefully. In a few moments I am going to rape your throat unmercifully. You will aid in this raping by not fighting me. Do you understand?"

"Oh yes sir," he said enthusiastically.

"My life is really complicated right now Kevin. I'm married."

"I know" he said.

"Don't interrupt me, please."

"I'm sorry."

"Stroke my cock. Why have you stopped?"

His hand went straight for my cock and he began caressing it with his finger tips. 

"I've been offered a really cool job that is basically a front for a life of debauchery. I will be sexually assaulted 8 hours every day under the pretense of work. And then if I have any energy left I'm to sexually surrender myself to Master Mike."

His fingers were becoming a major distraction but I liked the conflict. I see Kevin as a bright possibility and wish to give him leniency yet my impatience thins so easily with him. 

"I'm not sure where that leaves time for you. This is primarily why your incubation period will be at least six months. I need that time to enjoy my new job and to figure out a few things, namely what to drop when and if I decide to take you on in a permanent manner."

Kevin continued to lightly stroke the crown of my cock with his finger tips. The sensation was driving me closer to the edge of insanity. The very point that makes me say anything and do anything when My Master brings me here. And yet now I am brought here by a man who fantasizes about me as his Master. 

"I like topping you Kevin. When I have time I'm going to break you because I think that's really what you deserve. I'm going to break you emotionally and spiritually and then I'm going to consider re-building you or tossing you out and letting you fend for yourself."

Kevin's hand gripped my cock and he began to earnestly jack me. 

"I know you want me to damage you Kevin. But say it anyway."

"Yes Master. I want you to do anything you want to me."

"Stroke your tiny dick while you stroke mine. Make your dick ready to spurt."

When he began to stroke his dick too, I said "I want bareback rape sex with you Kevin. I want to stretch your ass hole wide, making it gape wider and wider each time we fuck."

I paused to catch my breath. My own orgasm was quickly approaching and I wasn't quite sure if I wanted to cum on his hand or in his mouth. 

"Tell me Kevin. Tell me now are you willing to complete six months of celibacy for the chance to have bareback sex with me?"

"Yes Master. I want to wait six months for your hard cock."

"Only six months, don't you want to impress me with a seventh month?"

"Seven months Master?" he asked as I stared down at him in silence. "I can do seven months sir."

"Beg me for seven months of celibacy. That's seven long months of sex you're giving up just to have one bare cock experience with me."

He stopped stroking his dick and my cock and began to speak. "Master may I..."

Whack. "Damn you slut." Whack, whack, whack. I slapped his face hard. "I didn't tell you to stop stroking us. Did I?"

"No sir."

"Then resume you fucking moron. Jesus Christ are you the dumbest dumb-shit or what?"

He resumed stroking and then started up again "Master may I please have six months of celibacy?"

"Not seven? Are you sure?"

"Yes Master."

"Six is too easy. Ask me for eight and stroke your tiny dick faster but don't you dare fucking cum. And keep caressing mine with your finger tips. I rather like that."

"What happened to seven?"

"You turned it down. Remember?"

He nodded. 

"Are you close to cumming?"

"Yes sir."

"It's going to be your last for a very long time isn't it?"

"Yes Master," he said and stroked himself faster.

"Beg me for eight months. Do it now. Convince me you're ready."

"Please Master. Please give me 8 months of celibacy. I want to spend my days thinking only of you and your cock. I want to prove myself and earn the privilege of feeling your bare cock invade me, stretch me and gape me over and over. Please sir. 8 months is nothing. I can do it. Please, I want to cum badly. Then 8 months of celibacy."

"I accept your offer of 8 months" I said before swiping his hand off my cock. He looked up with his mouth open in surprise but he kept stroking his dick this time. And so I rewarded him with my cock in his mouth. Inch by inch I pushed into his mouth and down his gullet while saying "stroke harder and faster but do not cum." And once his lips sealed around my crotch I placed my hands firmly on his head and felt my throbbing cock begin the first spasms of an incredible orgasm. The first rope sprang forth followed by another and another. Each rope jettisoned out of my cock, draining my energy and forcing a smile on my lips at the same time. "Drink it down bitch, feed on my cum you fucking slut." Two more pulsating blasts of hot cum sprayed his throat and then I pulled out and said "let's see your blast Kevin. Show me was a puny dick can produce."

"Thank you Master" he said and then he moaned and grunted and announced his orgasm. A few light droplets emerged and then he gave a long sigh before saying "Thank you sir."

"Are you kidding? That's it?"

"That's it."

I laughed and jumped back in the pool to rinse off the perspiration that accumulated in the time it took for us to cum. When I surfaced I moved to the steps and quickly got out of the pool, grabbed my clothes and said "go home Kevin. I'll call you tomorrow with the schedule for dog duties and if I want a blow job."



Master Mike



Taking care of my dogs meant taking them for a walk. It was sort of odd to walk them on a leash while I wore Master Mike's training collar, but I was still very glad he came along with me. I enjoyed his company. He had interesting things to say and his demeanor was gentle and persuasive. 

Before we left my house to return to his, he gave me the option to change out of the rain coat and I decided against it. I thought it was so erotic to be nude for him under the coat. And the coat was a matter of convenience and efficiency as at a moment's notice I could slip out of it and assume the position he wanted me in.

At his house, he put my shoes and rain jacket in the hall closet. We ate some chicken salad and chips in the nude at his breakfast table and then he took me downstairs to show me his 3-room dungeon. 

Lots of BDSM furniture was down there, including whipping posts, wooden restraint chairs, and a giant X with loops attached along the both sets of arms. 

"There's a lot of stuff in here Sir."

"Yes. I've had a lot of fun down here with guests. But, it's been a few months since the last gathering."

"Wow," I said as I stepped closer to the big X object, "can I get on this?"

"Sure, why not."

I got on it and put my feet on the two plates sticking out on the lower arms. I reached up and placed the back of my wrists on the upper arms. 

"Would you let me fasten you in Bob?"

"Yes Sir. I want you to."

He smiled and moved to secure my legs and then my arms. When he finished, I was unable to move. He stood back and told me I looked decadent. Then he left the room momentarily and returned with step ladder. He set it up behind me and then got on it. He reached around and grabbed hold of my cock and began to stroke it softly. 

"I want you to feel comfortable here with me," he began, "I like your company and your enthusiasm."

He stroked me slow. He applied just enough pressure to keep me hard but not enough for me to cum. "Your cock sucking submission to me is just the beginning. There are so many more directions we can explore, if you are interested." He paused and then closed his mouth and raked his teeth over my earlobe. The sensations I felt at my cock and ear were different and equally pleasurable. 

"Tell me Bob, how do you like your training so far?"

"I love it. You're making me feel so hot and willing."

"Is there anything you want that you haven't told me about yet?"

"Yes Sir."

"Tell me boy, tell me everything."

"I'd like to feel a real cock in my ass, maybe even spurting hot cum inside me. I've heard it burns, but still, in submission I think it would be worth it."

"Oh, and I'd really like to be in your bed tonight. I want to wake you by sucking your cock."

"Those are fine goals Bob. Is there anything else?"

"I don't know. Just learn how to please you and have fun doing it. Find out where our shared lust will take us."

"Tell me something Bob, are you enjoying my handwork on your cock."

"Yes and No, I mean yes it feels good and no you are just teasing me I can't cum like this."

"Actually, Bob, you can cum like this and you will. Just not right away. I am edging you and because you are bound securely you cannot stop me."

He reached around my head and put a circular object in my mouth and then clasped the apparatus behind my head. "This is a ball gag Bob. I'm fortifying my control over you. Just relax." Then he kissed my neck and swung himself around to the front of the cross. He embraced me and continued kissing my neck and face while his cock pressed against mine. He was rock hard again, humping himself onto me.

Just like that Master Mike stopped his humping and jumped off his perch and landed on the floor. He looked back at my body and I felt the cool damp dungeon air surround me. My cock was rock hard too and I flapped it against my belly to show him how turned on I was.

Master Mike stood in silence as he looked me over. From my perch, I was able to look forward only and knew he was there but couldn't exactly see him. He stepped forward and then I felt his hand roughly grasp my thighs. Then he circled his hands around to my ass cheeks as he leaned forward and took my cock into his mouth. It was warm and inviting and Master Mike sucked me down his throat. My first time to feel deep-throated and it's with a guy. Who would know better?

[To be continued, eventually] 



Master Missed Me



I had been without Master K for several weeks. I was beginning to get a little anxious that he had gotten tired of me. I was estatic to say the least when my phone buzzed and I saw his name pop up in my messenger list. My heart began to beat a little faster - my breath had gotten shallow. Should I open my message? What if it said "We are Done?" I did not want to see that message. Because I was FAR from done. I wanted more of him. But, going without my Master for a while sometimes just has to be done. 

You see, Master K is not only my Sir; He is my brother. So it becomes necessary at times to put our sexual endevours on hold to keep our spouses ignorant of what goes on right under their noses.

In the end, my curiosity got the best of me and I opened to message to find out that it did not say "We are done", but was pretty much telling me how much He had missed my blowjobs.

We made arrangements to be together within a few days. My pussy was starting to get wet just thinking about what was to cum.

We had been teasing one another all day. I would touch his cock every chance I got. Just a quick squeeze to let it know what was coming. Through out the day, Master K would walk by me, pinch my nipples, call me his dirty slutt or his whore. When no one was around he would grab me by my throat kiss me hard and deep then calling me a useless cunt as he pushed me away. This was his way of letting me know just how horny he was.

Needless to say I was horny as fuck. I wanted him, NO I needed him to use and abuse me. The tequila shots and a few hits of poppers just made me all the more ready for whatever he had in store for me.

Once all was quiet in the house, I didn't have to wait long. He commanded me to come over and kneel before him so that I could look up and worship him and his beautiful cock. He pulled his cock out and said "suck it Bitch". As I began my assault on my Masters cock he returned the favor by yanking my head back and slapping my face. He grabbed two fistfuls of my hair and began fucking my mouth. Without warning - he jerked me up put one hand around my throat and started tongue fucking my mouth while the other hand pinched and squeezed my nipples until they tingled with pain. Back down to my knees I was slammed again while his #2 gauge Barbell that was pierced in the tip of his dick began slapping my face. I was so horny that every bit of juice that was in my body now began to drip out of my cunt. 

My mouth was even dry when he pushed his cock into it and that just would NOT do!! Master K pulled his dick out of my mouth looked down at me and gave me his dissappointed look. As I opened my mouth to explain every drop of liquid in my body was seeping between my swollen pussy lips he looked down and spit in my mouth. "There Bitch" was all he said. With that my pussy began to throb. I reached down in between my slit and got a handful of pussy juice that I immediately rubbed over his smooth shaven balls.

He hadn't given me permission to touch myself. I knew if I did as he commanded I would be rewarded, but if I did not do as he commanded I would not be allowed to cum at all! He was not happy with me for not asking permission to touch "HIS" pussy. After all, I am his property.

Master K spit on my face (I tried desperately to catch it in my mouth) but He didn't allow it - He must have known how fucking hott it made me for him to do that. His spit landed on my face barely touching the corners of my mouth. He started again violently raping my mouth. Pump after pump he started to cum. My mouth was over flowing, I couldn't swallow fast enough. I knew better than to let any of his precious cum drip on the floor. As the sweet sticky cum ran out of the corners of my mouth, I stuck my tongue out and tried fearfully to catch it all. Master K had fucked my mouth good. I know he came at least three times. My stomach was so full of cum that it was pure xxxtasy. When I thought it couldn't get any better, he lovingly looked down at me and nodded his approval for me to lick his cock and balls clean so that he could go crawl into bed with his wife and fall into a blissful sleep.



Master, Mistress, & Slave



"You've been a naughty girl."

Meliawen averts her eyes to the floor. "I'm sorry, Mistress," she mutters. She wrings her fingers together in nervousness, her naked body quivering slightly with anticipation and the chill of the room.

"No you aren't," Mistress Krista said, lifting Meliawen's chin with her hand. "You played with yourself on purpose, knowing what the punishment would be. And to make it worse, you gave yourself an orgasm. You know I don't allow that. You didn't ask."

"I'm sorry, Mistress," Meliawen repeated, trying in vain to look at the ground once again, but Mistress Krista held her head in check. She lowered her eyes as best she could, finally closing them.

"Get on the bed, on your hands and knees," Mistress Krista ordered, and Meliawen did as she was told. She lowered her head, her long brown hair hanging down to hide her face. Mistress Krista walked over to the nightstand and grabbed the blue flogger, then returned to the side of the bed. She brought it down hard on Meliawen's back, and she winced, her body convulsing as the pain shot through her.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Mistress Krista brought the flogger down again, just over her shoulderblade.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," Meliawen said, almost a whisper.

"I didn't hear you." Mistress Krista smacked the flogger across her ass, and she shuddered again.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," Meliawen repeated, almost yelling it now. "I won't do it again."

"I doubt the truth of that," Mistress Krista said, hitting her on the small of the back.

"I beg Mistress, please forgive me," Meliawen pleaded as the flogger came down on the small of her back. "Please?"

Ignoring her pleas, Mistress Krista hit her again and again, moving from her back, down to her thighs, and back up again. One right after another, the flogger came down, leaving light red marks on her skin.

"You're doing that wrong," came a voice from the doorway, startling the two women. Meliawen dared not move, though Mistress Krista turned to see the one who had interrupted her punishment of her slave.

"Master Gabriel," Mistress Krista gasped, but regained her composure quickly. "She played..."

"With herself," Master Gabriel finished. "Yes, I know. She told me already. I was planning my own punishment for her when I got home."

Mistress Krista lowered her eyes to the floor. "I thought I would punish her for you, Master." The flogger hung limp at her side now, as did her arms. "Had I known..."

"Now you know," Master Gabriel said, moving to stand before her. He took the flogger from her, and she tried to bury her chin in her chest. His soft, gentle hand caressed her arm up to her shoulder, then to her neck, finally resting on her cheek. "Thank you for your efforts," he said softly, then slapped her hard on the cheek. "But you should have asked me."

"I'm sorry, Master," she said, wincing in pain and fighting to rub the sore skin, fearing his wrath again.

"However, since you were already punishing her, you might as well finish." He held up the flogger, then tossed it to her. "But like I said, you're doing it wrong. You're hitting her too fast. You need to take time between strikes, otherwise the sting from one blurs into the sting from the next."

"Yes, Master." Mistress Krista moved to the other side of the bed, opposite Master Gabriel, thinking he would want to watch from a better angle without her body obstructing his view. She lifted the flogger, looking to Master Gabriel for approval, who nodded.

"Like I was saying," Mistress Krista said, hitting Meliawen as she winced, "You need to ask permission to play. You've been told before. You will learn, like a good slave."

The flogger struck her again. "Yes, Mistress," she said, again almost a shout.

"Why isn't her collar on?" Master Gabriel asked before Meliawen could be hit again.

"It is, Master," Mistress Krista started, but stopped when she saw him shake his head.

"Not the everyday chain. I expect that to never come off. I mean the leather one. You intend to tie her up, don't you?"

"But Master, I..."

He narrowed his eyes at her, and she stopped. "You'll be punished yourself for that oversight. Now put it on her. And I want her blindfolded, too. I don't want her to be able to see what's coming."

"Yes, Master." Mistress Krista retrieved the collar from the nightstand, strapping it securely to Meliawen's neck, then handing her the blindfold. "Put it on," she ordered, and Meliawen did so without a sound, resuming her position on her hands and knees.

The flogger came down again on her back. The waves of pain were lessening as she got used to being hit, and Master Gabriel noticed this.

"New punishment," he said, and Mistress Krista nodded.

"On your back," she ordered, and Meliawen did as she was told.

"Tie her up," Master Gabriel bade, and Mistress Krista paused. Master Gabriel looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

"Your pardon, Master, but I do not tie knots as well as you. Perhaps you would like the pleasure?"

His eyes narrowed, but he grabbed the coil of rope anyway. "More punishment to you for disobeying," he muttered as he worked to secure one end of the rope to the D-ring on the leather collar, his eyes not leaving Mistress Krista. He looped the coil of rope around the bedpost and down to Meliawen's ankle. "Meliawen, play with yourself," he said, smirking at Mistress Krista, who scowled.

"Yes, Master," she said, her hand straying down tentatively toward her bald pussy. Reluctantly, she began to rub her clit, her breathing becoming faster as Master Gabriel securely tied her legs to the bedposts so she couldn't move.

Mistress Krista reached down and grabbed the handcuffs that had been tied to the bedpost earlier that day. She secured Meliawen's free hand, then moved to the opposite side of the bed and prepared to secure the other hand, but waited patiently for Master Gabriel to finish tying the other end of the rope back to the D-ring on the collar.

He looked at Mistress Krista and nodded. Mistress Krista grabbed Meliawen's wrist, pulling her hand from between her legs, and handcuffed it in place.

With her arms out to her sides, her knees in the air and her legs spread wide, Meliawen couldn't move. Her breathing was still fast, both from playing with herself and anticipation of what was to come.

"Now," Master Gabriel said, stepping away from the bed. "Lick her."

Mistress Krista didn't question the order. She moved to the foot of the bed, crawled up on her hands and knees, and gently licked Meliawen's soft mound. She was wet, her juices running down to her ass before Mistress Krista licked it up.

She glanced to the side, looking for Master Gabriel's approval. She saw, to her amusement, that he was rubbing the bulge in the front of his jeans as he watched. Concealing her smile, she continued to lick Meliawen, her tongue diving into her pussy from time to time, then flicking across her clit.

Meliawen moaned and gasped. She pulled against her restraints, but they held her tight. Mistress Krista licked faster, pushing her tongue harder and deeper into Meliawen's wet slit, until Master Gabriel's voice broke her concentration.

"Undress," he ordered, and Mistress Krista stopped. She only wore a lace thong and matching bra, but she didn't disobey her Master. She stood, slipping her sheer undergarments from her body and letting them fall to the floor.

"Continue," Master Gabriel ordered, and Mistress Krista resumed her position between Meliawen's legs. She was too busy focusing on licking Meliawen's moist mound to notice that Master Gabriel had moved around behind her. She squirmed and gave out a short startled cry as he slipped one finger into her own pussy.

"Who told you to stop?" Master Gabriel demanded, sliding his finger in and out of her, and Mistress Krista quickly resumed her own actions. Master Gabriel pushed a second finger into her, and she fought to keep her own moans of pleasure in check.

His fingers slipped out of her, but she continued to lick Meliawen. From the corner of her eye, she saw Master Gabriel begin to remove his own clothes; first his shirt, then his pants, and finally his boxers. She stared at his hard cock as he moved to the bed, then straddled Meliawen's chest.

Meliawen started at the feel of his cock on her lips, but she eagerly opened her mouth, taking the full length of his manhood into her mouth and sucking gently, her head moving back and forth as best she could with her neck restrained. He moved his hips slightly to help her.

"Don't you dare bite down," he ordered, and she gave a slight nod as she continued to suck on him. "Krista, lick and finger her until she has an orgasm," he said over his shoulder, then back to Meliawen, he said, "When you cum, don't you dare bite me, or you'll regret it." She nodded again and continued to suck.

It was just a few short minutes before waves of pleasure washed over her. She fought as best she could to keep from biting as her muscles in her body contracted with each pulse of her orgasm. She couldn't move, but Master Gabriel continued to move his hips so his cock slid in and out of her mouth. She gasped, and as he pulled out of her mouth, she let out a long moan.

Master Gabriel moved off the bed as her orgasm subsided. He grabbed Mistress Krista by the hair, pulling her back off the bed and forcing her to her knees.

Without a word, he pushed his cock into her mouth. She took it all the way in, guided by his hand still holding her hair. He slid in and out of her mouth, listening to her low muffled moans mixed with Meliawen's heavy breathing as she came down from her high.

In a quick explosion he came in her mouth. He held her head in place as she tried to pull away, but she quickly stopped struggling, drinking down his cum in big gulps. He held her there until he was done, and for several seconds after, before pulling his softening cock from her mouth.

"Good job," he congratulated, letting her hair go. She dropped to her hands and knees, breathing heavily and wiping a little of his cum from the corner of her mouth, licking it off her finger like it was a lollipop.

While she was recovering, Master Gabriel kneeled between Meliawen's legs. As if on cue, Mistress Krista retrieved a red vibrator from the nightstand, handing it to him. He turned it on, and Meliawen gasped, her mouth turning up in a slight smile, but she hid it quickly.

She gasped again as she felt the vibrator touch her clit. He slid it from the top of her pussy to the bottom, up and down both sides, then finally plunged it deep into her. She squirmed against her bonds, her breath coming short and hard. Master Gabriel looked at Mistress Krista, who stood nearby, her hand rubbing her clit.

"Sit on her face," he ordered. She nodded, climbing onto the bed and straddling Meliawen, facing Master Gabriel. He watched Meliawen's tongue touch her clit as she licked back and forth. Mistress Krista began breathing heavily. Pleased, he leaned down and began licking Meliawen's clit as he slid the vibrator in and out of her.

"Please," Meliawen said as best she could between licks of Mistress Krista's wet pussy. "Please, Master. May I cum?"

"Yes," he said, then licked her clit furiously, waiting to feel her body convulse again as it had before. It only took seconds before he could taste her sweet cum running from around the vibrator. He pulled the vibrator from her pussy, taking only a second to lick it clean and turn it off, then plunged his tongue deep into her wet slit, sending her into another wave of pleasure. He toyed with her clit as the orgasm ended, her body rocking gently now.

He sat up without a word, moving closer to her hips. His cock had begun to grow hard again, and got harder as he rubbed the tip against Meliawen's clit. As his cock grew to its full length, he pushed it deep into Meliawen, pulling it out quickly. He slapped it against her clit, and she twitched. She continued to lick Mistress Krista, though her breathing was heavy again. He pushed into her deep again then held it there.

Master Gabriel began sliding in and out of her slowly, all the way out, then all the way back in. Mistress Krista leaned forward, putting her hand on his cheek, and they kissed, their tongues meeting, dancing in her mouth, her soft moans escaping her lips. He quickened his pace, shortening his strokes, but thrusting harder into Meliawen as he kissed Mistress Krista. 

Mistress Krista's hand strayed down his chest, over his stomach, to his cock. She slowly began rubbing Meliawen's clit, forcing her muscles to tighten around him as he thrust again and again. They both could tell she was close to having a third orgasm, and Master Gabriel was getting close too. He made his strokes slightly longer, to push into her harder, his hips slamming against hers.

Meliawen let out a loud, long moan as she felt Master Gabriel shoot his cum inside her. At the same time, her body shook violently with her own orgasm. Above her, she could feel Mistress Krista's body tense up as she hit her own orgasm. Meliawen licked furiously to catch all of her Mistress's juices as they flowed out of her.

Master Gabriel slowly backed up, his cock falling from Meliawen's dripping pussy. Mistress Krista leaned forward and began licking his cum from her as it ran out, down onto the bed.

Watching the two women lick each other, Master Gabriel worked to untie the ropes that held his slave. He undid the handcuffs.

"Remove the blindfold," he ordered as Mistress Krista moved off the bed. Meliawen did as she was told, sitting up and looking from her Master to her Mistress and back again.

"What did you learn, Meliawen?" Master Gabriel asked.

She looked down at the bed. "Don't play with myself without permission, Master," she said.

"Good. And what did you learn?" He looked at Mistress Krista.

"Punish the slave right, and not when it's my Master's turn, or be punished myself, Master."

"Good. Remember that from now on, both of you." He turned and left the room, leaving his Mistress and his slave to their own devices.