A micro processor genius, he designed and built the SMART chip which in a matter of months revolutionized the entire computer industry.

As we walked, we talked about PC security. He told me how he had been very impressed by my ability to ferret out that Hugh Gorden was behind IconSoftware. He was even more impressed by the report on IconSoftware itself.

We soon came to a door and he opened it and ushered me in. It was a large suite of rooms. This was a luxury suite to beat all luxury suites. Furnished with only the finest furniture and accoutrements. No expense had been spared in the decoration.

He asked if I wanted a drink.

"Rye and seven would be nice, Sir." I answered politely.

"I am not a Master, Rob, I would prefer you call me Richard or Rich."

"Thank you Rich, but I would have called you Sir even if I hadn't been a slave. I have always looked up to you as a role model. I have read just about everything ever written about you."

"That's me," he laughed, "a living, breathing god of the computer world. But in reality I am just a simple man that just happened to strike it lucky."

The conversation went on like that for a while. We got our drinks and made our way over to a sofa. He bid me to sit, which I did and he sat down beside me. We talked a bit more as we sipped our drinks. I decided I would let him make the moves, this was his show, however I was aching to place my lips against his.

I didn't have to wait long.

"You are a very attractive young man, Rob. If I had met you before Jake got you I would have been inclined to invite you to move in with me." he said very softly as he bent his head over and gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek.

I bent forward and placed my drink on the coffee table. As I sat back I twisted myself to face him. My head moved to his and our lips met, they opened and we began to explore with our tongues.

Richard was about 6' 1" and probably weighed in at around 230 to 250. He was solid muscle. My arms were around him and he was like steel. He had a square jaw, soft, clear skin and deep green eyes. His nose was just a tad too sharp, but otherwise he had a beautiful face.

As our tongues were busy exploring oral cavities, our hands were busy exploring the other parts of our bodies. My hands had found their way down and were rubbing against his erection which was pushing hard against his cotton slacks.

As I rubbed his engorged joy stick I felt a wet spot, he was dripping. From the feel of it, his cock was about six and a half inches long and about an inch and a half in circumference, nothing to sneeze at. I couldn't wait to feel it in my mouth.

Rich had not gone to sleep while I was feeling him up. He was busy doing the same to me. My cock, as usual was at rigid attention.

I started to unbutton his shirt, then placed my hand inside. He had loads of hair on his chest, he was just like a furry bear. His pecs felt fantastic, it was obvious that Rich spent a lot of time in a gym and, I suspected, an inordinate amount of time in the weight room. You didn't get a body like this sitting behind a desk.

My fingers found his quarter sized nipples and I squeezed and rubbed them gently, he made a little intake of air when I first touched it. I played with one for a while then went to the other. All the while I was still rubbing his dick through his pants. The wet spot was much larger now and his precum was seeping through the light material.

He shifted and I sensed that he now needed more than just a kiss, he wanted my cock in his mouth. I pulled away and we both frantically undressed each other. When we were naked he lay down on his back on the sofa and I crawled on top. My head down between his legs, my cock right over his face.

I lowered my ass so my cock was in a comfortable position for him to reach. He took it right away, as I did his. His dick was uncut, with a large foreskin. I pushed my tongue under his foreskin and worked it around. I felt him give a little shudder when I did this.

I used one hand to pull back the foreskin and began to lick all around the head, just like a child would do with a lollipop. He was squirming so I knew he was enjoying. I stuck my tongue into the piss slit and worked it back and forth very quickly, which elicited a moan from him.

His cock had a fresh, clean taste and there was just a faint hint of male musk emanating from his groin area. It was a very intoxicating odour. Each intake of air through my nose sent a thrill through my body.

I licked down the shaft and made my way to his large balls. I took each one in my mouth one at a time, swirling it around, sucking on it. Then went down behind his balls and licked. His wonderful male odour was stronger here and I just kept taking in whiffs. As I worked my way back to his cock, I used a free hand to massage his balls.

Back at the big purple head I opened wide and sank my oral cavity onto his beautiful dick. My tongue went to work flicking around as I sucked. I worked the head of his man meat deeper and deeper into my mouth and throat, until finally his pubic hair was tickling my nose and chin.

I now began a steady face fuck, he was climbing his mountain, I knew because he started to thrust up as I pushed down. Much the same action was taking place at my cock end. Rich was matching me move for move. Whatever I did for him he did for me, so we were both climbing separate mountains, but we were climbing them together.

It didn't take very much longer before we were both blowing our loads deep into each other's gullets. Rich's cum was very sweet, just like William's. I made sure I lost none of it. When we both finally blew the last of our nut juice into the other's eager throats, we began the clean up.

Sometimes I find this the best part. I am filled with a feeling of euphoria and I have this wonderful, hot, velvety tool in my mouth. I luxuriate in the feel of it as it starts to loose it's strength. There is no need to do anything except just enjoy the feeling of it. This I did with Rich's dick. Sucking gently as it slowly went flaccid. Finally Rich pulled back and it was gone. I wanted it back, but decided not to push it.

I turned around and crawled back up to Rich. I placed my mouth over his and we kissed deeply again. We kissed for a while and then I sensed by his movements that he would like me to sit up so I did.

I reached over and picked up my glass. I took a drink while Rich was getting up and then he did the same.

"Wow." he said. "I thought Jake said you had never been in an intimate relationship until two weeks ago."

"I hadn't." I said a bit shyly.

"Well let me tell ya Rob you must be one fast learner. I'd swear you have been doing this for years. It was great, one of the best I have every had."

I went red in the face. I still found it difficult to talk about this stuff.

"Thank you Rich." I said.

"Now I really wish I had met you sooner. We would have made a fine team. Well, drink up Rob and let's go get comfortable in that big bed that Jake so kindly provided."

"That sounds like a splendid idea." I replied.

I was really beginning to like Rich. I think he was right. If we had met before the Master had taken me, we would have made a very good team. Of course Rich would have had to find someway to convince me that I was gay, but that isn't relevant any longer so I just pushed the thought aside.

There was also the small problem of love. I was deeply in love with William. I had no idea at this moment where that love was going to go. Would we always be separated, never permitted to live and love together? I was sure William wanted me as much as I wanted him. There was just the small problem of his father, my Master. I think he had other plans. Why the hell can't parents just leave their kids alone to take partners of their own choosing?

I finished off my drink and stood up naked. For once, my dick hadn't stood up before me. Rich got up and we put our arms around each others waists as we headed for the bedroom.

Along the way, Rich kept bending his head to nuzzle at my neck. Every time he did, I would lower my hand to his ass crack and let my forefinger flick up against his love hole. Each time he would give an involuntarily little gasp. I felt really warm and wonderful inside.

When we reached the bed he climbed up and went right to the centre, I followed along behind.

"Why do you shave all your body hair off, Rob?" he asked innocently.

"Oh, didn't you know, it is a condition of slavery. The Master owns my body and he may do with it whatever he wishes. Master Scott has a standing rule that all slaves must shave all body hair every morning."

"Really. I must ask him why. It seems like a strange thing to me, but I must admit you look real good bald." and he gave a laugh.

Strangely I didn't feel embarrassed by that. Instead I also found it funny and laughed right along with him.

"Just call me the bald stud." I remarked, which broke him right up.

"Have you given or taken it up the back end yet?" he asked.

I found this one a little embarrassing so turned a little pink.

"Ah, yes Rich I have done both."

"Would you be willing to let me do you, Rob? You can do me if you like." he said hesitatingly.

"Rich, I belong to you tonight, I will do whatever you want me to do. If it pleases you I will be happy to do it."

"No Rob, I don't operate that way. You must agree because it is what you want, not what I want. Everything we do must be mutually agreeable or I don't want it. I am not into the Master/slave thing. I am not against it, I am just not into it. I want to make love with you, Rob, not a slave, and I would love to have you make love with me."

I was stunned. This was the same way that William treated me. But I had a problem, the Master had forbidden me to rise above my slave status. To do so meant the whip, the belt, the cage or maybe something even worse. What was I going to do?

"Rich, I am a slave. The Master would be very angry with me should I try to rise above what I am." I said sadly.

He looked at me for a few moments, contemplating the problem.

"So you are only permitted to obey my commands, is that correct?"

"Yes Rich, as long as they will not cause serious injury to myself or other's."

"Mmmmm.... Well then, I order you to be just Rob, not Rob the slave. And stay that way until you leave this apartment in the morning. There now that should take care of that little problem."

"I hope so Rich, I hope so." I answered still a little worried.

"Well then would you like me to make love to you?" he asked tenderly.

"Yes Rich, I would like it very much." I replied.

We moved together, our lips joining in a passionate kiss. Our hands became very busy again, rubbing and exploring. When we drew apart he explained that he wanted to face me so that we could kiss and see each other. So I rolled over onto my back.

He crawled over to the bed edge and opened the drawer on the bedside table. He removed a tube of lube and came back to me. I raised my legs up and opened them wide for him.

He squirted some lube around my pucker and onto his fingers. He gently worked his finger round the hole and then inserted the forefinger. It slipped right in with no resistance. He moved it around a bit to lube the insides, then inserted a second finger. This one also slipped in with almost no resistance.

"Has someone been in here recently Rob?" he asked.

"Yes, last night Rich, the Master had a party and I was part of the entertainment committee."

"Well I don't think you need any more loosening up, your pretty loose."

"The guy that did me had a pretty thick cock."

He shuffled up close and had me lift my legs up over my head but keeping then wide apart. I felt him brush his cock head against my little pink love nest. Mind you with all my hair gone, it probably looked more like the hole in the dike then a nest.

He rimmed my hole for a few moments with the head of his beautiful dick. Then he pushed it in. It slid in right up to his nuts on the first push.

"Oh Rob, your loose but tight at the same time. What a feeling, your insides are so hot against my rod. Oh yeah, man that feels sooooooooo good."

Well if it felt good to him it felt fantastic to me. He started a slow thrusting in and out. Each time he hit my prostate and it sent thrills through me. He bent over and kissed me. The only one that had ever done this to me before was William. The kiss changed the whole thing from just an erotic, lustful fuck into something more. Something deeper. A joining of our spirits in a quest for mutual pleasure and respect.

I was falling in love again. Rich was so gentle, yet so strong as he made love to me. His cock slid in an out of my glory hole, striking my prostate filling me with wonderful feelings, while our tongues embraced. My cock had risen, and was being stimulated by the movement of his abs as he thrust in and out of me.

I was floating away on a cloud to a magical land were all was peace and love. Multicoloured lights seemed to dance around behind Rich like an aura. His features became blurred and all I could see was the multicoloured lights silhouetting a golden Adonis. My king, my ruler, my lover.

The waves of pleasure emanating from my ass pussy were taking me higher and higher on this natural high. Shafts of golden light began to stream from his golden body. Shooting out in all directions, bathing me in his glory, while his hard shaft continued to pound away at my insides.

Loud screams of pleasure escaped from my dry lips. Echoing off the walls, reverberating around the room only to join with my next exultation of joy and pleasure. I was gasping for air, sweat was pour from my body as it arched and tried to meet the thrusts of my lover.

Suddenly, ....Rich, .....the room, ......everything disappeared in a flash of brilliant white light. All the secrets of the world were revealed to me for just a fraction of a second. My heart and brain screamed out in joy, and my balls opened up and released their load all over the two of us.

The pounding in my glory hole increased as Rich began to unload his man juice. As I began to slowly return to reality I could hear his moans of pleasure getting louder and louder. Just as his moans were getting louder so too was my ability to focus on him. A beautiful man, pounding his swollen love stick in and out of my ass pussy. The light from the room, shimmered and reflected from his gorgeous, sweat covered body. A tear formed in my eye, a tear of joy, that I could be so loved by an almost total stranger.

When he was finally spent, he rolled over and dropped down beside me on the bed. We were both too drained to move. This had been the most intense thing I had ever experienced. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on getting my breathing back to normal. My heart was still racing a mile a minute in my chest. It felt like it was going to burst and fly out through my ribs at any moment.

His hand found mine and grasped it tightly as we both lay there gasping for air. As my breathing returned to normal my eyes closed and I drifted off to sleep.

I awoke 2 hours later, my bladder was making it known in no uncertain terms that it wanted relief. The lights were still on and Rich was snoring softly beside me.

I eased my way carefully to the side of the bed not wanting to wake him. I made my way, naked, to the bathroom and gave my bladder the relief it wanted.

This bathroom was even bigger than the other's I had been in. It had all of the things mine did, only they were all larger. The whirlpool looked like it could accommodate 15 or 20 wild bodies.

It had something different from the other bathrooms though, a glass door was set into the wall, in approximately the same spot in my bathroom where the enema table was stored. Curious, I went over and looked in. The room was dark so I opened the door. I found a light switch just inside and flicked it.

I was amazed, it was a mini gym. On one side a complete set up for Rich to continue his weight lifting program while a guest of the Master's.

I flicked the light off and went back to the bathroom. The whirlpool looked so inviting. I figured Rich was still asleep so I removed the cover and set the timer for 20 minutes. Just as I was about to climb in I had second thoughts. Maybe I should check on Rich, he may be awake now and waiting for me to return.

I quickly headed back to the bedroom. Rich was sitting up and turned to look at me as I entered.

"Hi Rich," I said. "I just set up the whirlpool and came in to find out if you would like to join me."

"Hey that sounds like a great idea." he said, as he shifted over and off the bed.

I took his hand, leaned close and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Have a nice sleep?" I asked.

"Yeah, I did. You damned near wore me out." he laughed.

I of course turned a little red and then laughed with him. We went over and climbed down into the whirlpool. I pushed the start button and the hot water started swirling around bodies.

I sat back, Rich did the same right beside me, our bodies touching. We let our heads lay back into the head cushions and closed our eyes.

It didn't take long before Rich's hands got the wanderlust, and began to rub my leg. It felt so good, the hot water swirling around and a hand gently kneading my thigh.

I let him go on for a while and then reciprocated. My dick, sensing that fun and games might be in the offing, began to rise. Rich's hand kept moving farther and farther up my thigh until it reached the join between the thigh and the pubic bone.

His hand then just naturally slipped down and started to caress my nuts. I gave a little moan of pleasure, it felt so good. He then let his hand wander up and soon it was wrapped around the shaft of my now throbbing dick.

While his hand was busy exploring me, mine was busy exploring him. His cock was at full attention and I was fingering the big, purple head. Little moans and gasps of pleasure kept escaping from his lips.

We kept playing our little hand games for a while, our heads back, just enjoying the sensations. The lust had finally caught up with me though and I needed more.

I sat up, leaned over, placing my lips on his. He opened his lips, inviting my hot tongue in for a visit. Our tongues met, rubbing each other in a little rhapsody of the tongues. As we continued to suck tongue and play with each others dicks my breathing became very rapid. I wanted to fuck his ass, I wanted to try and give him the same pleasure he had given me earlier.

The whirlpool buzzer started to buzz softly.

"Let's get back to the bedroom to finish this Rich." I suggested.

He agreed, we climbed out, I turned off the pump then quickly placed the cover back on. We had a quick shower to remove the whirlpool soap, dried our selves and headed for the bed.

Our dicks had started to droop a little from lack of attention, but it didn't take much to get them rock hard again.

I didn't have to tell or ask Rich to do anything. He moved to the centre of the bed and raised his legs. I grabbed lube from the floor where he had tossed it earlier.

I lubed his hole and my fingers and began to gently loosen his back door. He was very tight. I wondered if he had ever had a cock stuffed in here before. It took a while, working my forefinger around before it felt loose enough to try and get a second finger up.

The second finger went in, but again it was tight, and Rich gave a little grimace of pain as it went in.

"Has anyone ever been in here before Rich?" I asked

"Ah, no Rob. I have always been a top."

"Are you really sure you want me to do this?" I asked. "I am just as happy sucking."

"Yes Rob, I am sure. I have been waiting for just the right person to do it. You are the one, Rob."

I didn't know what to say. I was astounded. This very rich, very important man in the business world, has been saving his cherry, for me. I could only hope that I wouldn't let him down.

"Thank you." I said with all the feeling I could muster.

All the while my two fingers were moving around and around, in and out, loosening his love hole. I squirted some more lube around the hole and kept working my fingers. It was time to try and get a third finger in.

Again it was tight and he grimaced in pain as it went in. I worked the fingers around, stretching the muscle so it would open easily as my cock was pushed against it.

My fingers were now moving around with almost no resistance. I felt it might be ok to try and get my throbbing dick in. I had never taken a cherry, in fact this would only be the third time my cock had been in an ass pussy. I was very inexperienced and unsure of what I was doing.

I pulled my fingers out, squirted some lube onto my hand and tossed the tube off the bed. I wrapped my hand quickly around my shaft, applying the lube. Mind you I had so much precum dripping out I probably didn't need the lube.

I shifted up to Rich's thighs, the head of my dick rubbed against his love hole. I shifted positions just a little more and then began to push my throbbing love stick into Rich's hot interior.

I remembered that when William had taken my cherry he worked just the head in and out a bit before going in deeper. I copied his moves. The look on Rich's face told me that he was enjoying this. I pushed in a little deeper, pushed in and out, in a little deeper, pushed in and out. I kept doing this until my entire shaft was balls deep in the warmth of Rich's inner sanctum.

I then began a slow, rhythmic thrusting, all the way in, all the way out. I wasn't sure if I was hitting his prostate or not. He did not give any sign of it, if I was. I was now worried that I was not doing a good enough job.

I decided to try and change the angle of attack my cock took on the inward thrust. On my third try, Rich gave a loud gasp and moan of pleasure. I had found his prostate. I made sure I hit it on every thrust from then on.

I had settled into a steady rhythm, my hands went to his beautiful pecs and rubbed back and forth over the hair. He was moaning softly and rocking his head from side to side. I then grasped both nipples between thumb and forefinger and began to pinch and massage them. He moaned louder.

I bent over and placed my lips on his and we began to kiss, while I continued to thrust and play with his nipples. He was in heaven. My only wish was that he was getting as much pleasure as he had given me.

I sat back up, he was beginning to get covered in sweat, his breathing had turned to rasps and gasps. His head was moving from side to side faster and faster and moans of pleasure escaped through lips gone dry.

"Oh yes fuck me Rob. Drive that big rod deep into my guts. Fuck me, oh man fuck me." he screamed out suddenly.

"Harder, harder, drive that stick deeper, deeper. Oh, fuck that feels good. Ohhhh."

He was very close to shooting his wad. I increased the pace and still he screamed for more. His arms came up and pulled me down. His mouth opened and his tongue was like a wild monster flying around inside my mouth. He tried to ram it down my throat but it wasn't long enough.

His hands were moving up and down my back, fingers squeezing, digging in, he had become a wild animal in full animalistic lust. He was going to cum, and cum hard.

All this time my own lust had been growing and growing. I was not far from delivering the payload myself. In fact I was trying very hard to hold off until Rich began. It had become very important to me that we experience this together.

"Oh fuck yes." he screamed out.

I saw his balls lifting and knew he was going to cum. I wrapped my hand around his dick and started wanking it in time with my thrusting.

"Aaaaaaaggggggghhhhhhhhh." he screamed out as he began shoot his load high into the air.

I was taken completely by surprise and almost lost the rhythm. I had never seen cum shoot so far. It went way up above my head and came back down landing smack dab in the middle of his hairy chest. Another spasm and another load went flying up. This time he sat up a bit trying to catch it in his mouth. He missed and it got him square between the eyes.

My own load had begun to shoot but it was nowhere near the intensity of the earlier one. I just kept thrusting hard, mesmerized by the sight of Rich's load shooting so high and then him trying to catch it. It was as he was about to shoot his fourth load that I came to my senses, bent over a bit, trying to get my own mouth in line to catch the next one.

I almost succeeded. It shot up and caught me on the upper lip between my open mouth and my nose. I sat back up and licked it off as it dripped down.

Rich shot four more fairly strong loads but the strength diminished and finally he gave an almost dry shot and it was over. He lay there gasping for air as I bent forward and licked his precious man juice from his hairy chest. After his chest I moved up and licked his face clean. He was still breathing pretty hard so I lay down beside him.

When our systems had returned to normal we went back to the bathroom and had a good, long shower, soaping each other down, then rinsing.

We then dried each other with the big fluffy towels, which always seemed to be in abundance. We walked back to the bed, hand in hand. Together we pulled back the comforter from the bed and let it drop to the floor. Pulled back the blankets and sheets, then climbed in. We cuddled up, gave each other a kiss then fell asleep.

When I awoke, the room was just starting to get light. The sun had not climbed over the horizon yet so it was not past 5 am. I was careful not to wake Rich as I climbed out of bed. I headed for the bathroom to empty my bladder.

I was going to have to have a cleansing, but had never done it by myself, in fact I didn't even know if it was possible to do it yourself. While I was pondering this I noticed an intercom button beside the mirror over the sink. Well I thought it is worth a try.

I went over and pushed it.

"Yes Sir, Andy speaking, how may I help you Sir?" came a disembodied voice.

I pushed the button again and answered.

"It is Rob, Andy, a new slave. I have to have a cleansing but don't know how to do it by myself. Is there anyone that could help me?"

"Oh, hi Rob, yeah, I will send a couple of guys over right away. They will meet you in the bathroom."

"Thanks Andy." I responded.

A few moments later to young men entered through the gym door. They went to the wall on the other side of the door, pressed something and a door slid open. Inside was an enema table.

It only took them a few minutes to get everything set up. We didn't talk much except for those things required to proceed with the cleansing. We were slaves and not permitted to talk except for the Master's business.

I climbed on the table and the cleansing commenced. The 3rd bottle had just started when Rich entered the bathroom. His eyes were puffy from sleep and he stopped with a startled look on his face.

"What the.....?" he didn't finish.

"Good morning Sir." I said.

"Everyone that lives in the mansion must have a cleansing first thing every morning. I am just about half way through."

"Every morning?" he asked bewildered.

"Yes Sir. It is very important that we always be clean. The enema ensures that, besides once you get used to it, it is a great way to start the day, Sir."

"Mind if I watch?" he asked.

"Not at all, Sir." I lied.

He asked me all kinds of questions, like what it felt like, how bad were the cramps, did I still have to have a regular bowel movement, etc.

After it was all over and the lads were cleaning the equipment, he was still asking questions.

"Would you like to try it, Sir?" I asked.

"Ah......," he hesitated. "Yeah, why not. It should be interesting."

"We would have to tie you down, Sir." I said.

"The cramps can be pretty bad the first time. They were for me, after that they just got less and less, now I barely feel them."

"That's ok, let's do it." he said.

The guys heard and they got everything ready again. Rich jumped up on the table and I fastened the cuffs. I sure hope the Master doesn't get pissed at me for doing this, I thought. Oh, well if I'm making a mistake I'll get punished, too late now to cry over spilt milk.

In no time at all we had the enema bag running in him. The first bag emptied and all he felt was a bit full and a slight need to dump. Then the second bag started. It was half way through when he got the first cramp.

He let out a yell and tried to grab his gut, but his wrists were secured and he couldn't do it. I placed a hand on his abdomen and began to rub gently, while talking soothingly to him. Explaining that the cramps were from all the crude being lifted free from his intestinal walls.

His cramping was becoming more regular as the 2nd bag emptied. The third bag was hooked up and the flow started. I continued to rub his abdomen, this seemed to give him a bit of relief.

"You......aaaa...do...aaa .. thi...s aa... e..ver..y...aaaa... morning." he managed to grunt out.

"Yes Sir, every morning."

"How aa... the hel..aah..l ..can you.. ahaaa .... stand it. Ahhaaa."

"Like I said Sir, it only cramps this bad the first time. When we do the rinse, you will see a big difference. There will be some cramping, but not much and nowhere near as bad as what you are feeling right now."

"I aaahh ..... hope .aaah.. y... our ...ahh ..righ... t." he said. I think he wanted to say more but it was just too difficult to talk.

The 3rd bag was finally emptied and the 5 minute timer was started. I continued to rub his abdomen. The guys unfastened his restraints and started rubbing first his arms and then his legs. Although he was still experiencing the cramps he didn't try to double up.

It was finally time for the plug to be pulled. The look of relief on his face when the first volley shot out his ass into the container, was something to behold.

He gave me a big smile and then another spasm hit and he dumped again. It didn't take long to fill the container and it was replaced.

After he was emptied, it was time to start the rinse. It went well and he was relieved that the cramps were not too bad at all.

While the lads cleaned up again, we jumped into the whirlpool. We lay with our heads back listening to the water swirl and the sounds of the lads cleaning the equipment.

After a while I noticed that all I could hear was the water. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. Both of the young men had left.

"How are you feeling Rich." I asked softly.

"To be perfectly honest Rob, I am in heaven. I don't think I ever want to leave this. That enema sure does make one feel great. I am going to have to start this routine daily as well."

He leaned over and we kissed. We were still kissing when the whirlpool buzzer sounded. We reluctantly broke the kiss and got out.

I turned off the whirlpool pump and together we put the lid on. He then reached over and grabbed me by my fully erect dick and pulled me to the shower.

In the shower we soaped each other taking an excessively long time to wash each other's jewels. We were both throbbing now and dripping precum. After rinsing good I got down on my knees and took his dick in my mouth. He stood there moaning, the hot water beating down on his back, while my hot mouth beat down on his dick.

He only managed 3 shots, I guess that ass fuck last night must have really drained his balls. I stood up and gave him a kiss. His strong arms went around me and pulled me close. We kissed for a bit and he turned me around so I was under the shower head.

He got down on his knees and took my still throbbing cock in his mouth. He spent the first few minutes just sucking and licking the head. It was driving me wild, he knew just how to turn me on. Then he impaled his face on my shaft. From there it was all up hill as he began to fuck his face on my shaft.

It didn't take long before my balls decided to give up their payload. I managed 5 good strong squirts down his throat. Well not quite all 5 went down his throat. He stood up to give me a kiss and when our mouths joined he squirted my mouth full of my own cum.

I washed it around for a few seconds then squirted it back to him. We did this back and forth half a dozen times before we each swallowed half of it.

I then explained that I had to shave my body and wondered if he would like to do it. His eyes lit up and he said yes.

I went over to the medicine cabinet and got out a disposable razor and the mug of shaving soap. In the cupboard below the sink I picked up a shaving brush. I headed back to the shower.

Rich soon had shaving cream brushed all over my chest and abs. For the next 20 minutes or so, Rich had a ball shaving me all over.

When he was finished we dried then went to the sink and each of us shaved our own beards.

When we got back to the bedroom I saw right away that someone had been in and made the bed. My slave outfit was lying neatly on the bed, as were Rich's clothes from last night. They had been strewn all over the living room where we threw them.

It didn't take me long to get dressed. Rich ignored the things from last night and went to the cupboard and took out a whole new outfit.

We were both dressed and preparing to leave the suite.

"Rich," I said softly. "I really enjoyed last night. I think you were right, if we had met before my coming here, we would have made a very good team. I could have had a very happy life with you." A tear was falling down my cheek.

He lifted one of his big strong hands and brushed it away.

"Life is cruel sometimes Rob, very cruel. You are fortunate though, you have a great home here where I know you will be very happy. Maybe someday, Jake will let us spend another night together. At least it is a hope to hold on to." he leaned towards me and we kissed our farewell.

I hated to pull away. I didn't want to walk out into that hallway and end what had taken place in this suite. But reality soon set in, I was the personal property of Master Scott, only his wishes and desires were important.

Our lips parted, we shook hands, opened the door and walked into the hallway. John was sitting on a bench not too far from the room.

"I guess I am supposed to join John, Sir," I said.

"Good bye and thank you." I said sincerely.

"I will never forget you Rob." he said.

John stood as we approached. I looked Rich in the eye, mine were not the only ones with tears. I stopped beside John and Rich carried on down the hall, not looking back.

I watched has he walked away, tears streaming down my cheeks. He finally turned, opened a door and disappeared. I completely broke down. John grabbed hold of me and hurried me to the elevator.

Back in my apartment John held me tight, while I tried to work through my grief. He whispered soothing words in my ear to help me through the heartache.

I finally settled down enough to explain that I had fallen deeply in love again. I was now head over heels in love with two different men. I loved them both equally. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with them both.

"Well Rob you will just have to learn to live with it. You really don't have much choice."

"Well let's collect Erin and Ed and go for breakfast. No use brooding on it. Looks like you had a great night so think about that instead." he said.

"Yeah, your right." I answered. Let's go."

After breakfast John and I went back to my apartment. We had the rest of the day off to do what we pleased.

John suggested we go down to the Mansion Gym for a good work out. I had been here for two weeks and really needed to get back to a gym, so I agreed readily.

We spent the morning in the Gym, then went for a long run around the mansion perimeter, a distance of exactly 5 miles John informed me.

After lunch we went to the mansion pool and fooled around like a couple of kids. I returned to my room at around 3 PM and stretched out on the bed for a nap.

At 3:30 the buzzing of the intercom woke me. It took a few seconds for the fog to lift and realize that it was the intercom. I pushed the button.

"Yes Sir." I said

"Ah Rob, finally. It's Josh from wardrobe here. Been trying to reach you all day. I have your clothes for tomorrow ready and want to bring them up, will that be ok?"

"Yes." I answered, a bit confused.

"Ok, be right up."

My clothes for tomorrow? What clothes for tomorrow? Oh no, he wasn't going to take me out on another one of his damned outings I prayed silently.

About 5 minutes later there was a knock at the door. I gave the "come on in" and Josh came in carrying a coat hanger with an outfit covered by flimsy plastic in one hand. In the other he had a small bag.

"Hi Rob, good to see you again. Let's go in the bedroom so I can show you what I've brought."

Without waiting for me to agree he proceeded straight to the bedroom and lay the outfit carefully down. He handed me the bag.

"That's got underwear and socks."

"Ah, ok." I said taking it from him and placing it by my pillow.

He carefully peeled the plastic off the outfit and I nearly fainted. It was normal clothes. Normal clothes of the highest quality as well. It consisted of a pair of light gray slacks, a short sleeve pullover shirt in baby blue with a dolphin embroidered on the pocket.

"For foot wear you will find a pair of white loafers in your cupboard. Be sure to wear the white ones, Master's orders."

"This will be the first time I have had normal clothes since I got here, Josh. Do you know where I am going?" I asked hopefully.

"No I don't and wouldn't tell you if I did Rob. It is none of my business." he said rather curtly.

Guess I better be careful with my questions in the future, I thought.

"Sorry, Josh. I am still very new at this whole thing. It won't happen again." I apologized.

"It's ok, Rob. I understand."

We talked about other things for a few minutes and then he was gone. I picked up the outfit and hung it in the cupboard. I then picked up the bag of underwear and socks. I was going to just place it on a little shelf in the cupboard, but for some reason opened it and looked inside.

I dropped the bag and screamed.

"NO! NO, FUCKING, NO!" When I finally settled down I bent over and picked the bag up. I pulled out the white silk panties and socks. They had little red kissy lips all over them. I wouldn't want to be caught dead in them. Then I remembered that I would be wearing slacks and they would cover both the underwear and the socks. I didn't feel quite so bad about it then. Little did I know.

After putting the damned panties and socks away I stretched back out on the bed. I had just closed my eyes when there was a knock on my door.

"Come in." I yelled, as I got up off the bed.

As I walked into the living room, William was just closing the door.

"Hi William, it is so good to see you." I said happily.

"Hi Rob, I hear you had a fun night last night."

"Yes it was, Richard Johnson has been my idol for years and now I find he is human as well." I answered.

"Yeah, he is a great guy." he said, hesitated for a moment then, "I came down to find out if you would like to have dinner with me and ...ah.... whatever might come up afterwards?"

My heart skipped a beat, oh yes William, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, I said to myself.

Out loud I said, "I think that would be great William, I would love to."

We had a great dinner and I wasn't surprised by what came up afterwards. I just had me a hell of a great time playing with it.

I returned to my apartment at a quarter after 4 in the morning. I was already in the bathroom and had the enema table set up when John arrived to help me with my cleansing.

After the cleansing was completed and John had left, I shaved my beard and brushed my teeth. Then it was into the bedroom to get dressed. I would have rather gone bare foot and bare assed then wear those socks and panties, but had no choice.

I slipped the panties on and was surprised at how good they felt. Shit no wonder women always wore them. They caress the jewels. The socks on the other hand were a whole different matter. I didn't like the little kissy lips and I didn't like the feel of them on my feet.

I pulled on the slacks, pulled up the zipper and fastened the belt. I pulled the shirt over my head and pulled it down over the slacks. After slipping into the loafers I walked over to the mirror. After two weeks of nakedness, near nakedness and weird outfits, I finally looked the old Rob. Actually I looked a hundred times better than the old Rob. There was something definitely different about me, but I wasn't sure what it was.

I went back to the bathroom and ran the brush through my hair a few times and figured I was now ready to face the world.

The intercom buzzer went off, filling the apartment with its bzzzzzzzzzzz. I pushed the button beside the mirror.

"Yes Sir." I answered

"Rob, Eric here. The Master wants you to report to the office at 8 am sharp."

"Thank you Eric, will be there." I replied.

I glanced at the clock, it was 5 minutes before 6 am. In two hours I would find out what kind of horror the Master had up his sleeve for me today. There was no doubt in my mind, nice clothes or not, this day was going to be a horror. Those silk kissy lips panties and socks said so, loud and clear.

To be continued.