Date: Mon, 14 Feb 2011 15:54:08 -0500
From: dave stout <dodge1191@hotmail.com>
Subject: Country Retreat    ( A story for Bisexual-Authoratative)

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This story contains descriptions of consensual sexual contact between Males
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Cast:

The Country Retreat, Chpt.#1

Cast-----Jill, suck slave--- Bob, Trainer---Me, Don---Neil,
trainer---Marta, Mistress---Jim & Pat, erotic couple


Well where should I begin? It was a dark and stormy night, yeah it really
was. The rain was coming down so hard that I decided to get off the
interstate for a while.

I exited Interstate Route "87" just past Owego New York and pulled into a
little roadside bar. They had draft beer and it was dry inside so all was
well even though the place was empty save for me and the barmaid (Jill).

I had no more than sipped the foam head on the beer when she asked if I was
on my way to the "Rod and Gun Club" and would I give her a lift as her car
was under the weather. I told her that I wasn't going there but after
looking at her great little body offered to take her there.

She laughed and said no, "You really wouldn't want to go there unless
you're already into that scene." I protested that I was familiar with guns
and just wanted to give her a ride anyway.

"Oh no, it's very expensive for outsiders and they don't want just anybody
to visit" she replied.

"Well Jill now that my curiosity is aroused you just have to tell me what
this club is all about, you can't just leave me dangling" I said.

She smiled and handed me a Swingers magazine opened to a small ad she had
circled.

("Our country Retreat is open to all who are interested in the Slave and
Master lifestyle, Expensive at $500 a day, 5 day minimum but very private
and erotic, call 607-000-0000 during business hours.")

"So Jill what's your involvement there" I asked?

She told me that she took the reservations when she was on duty at the bar
and also liked to participate as a slave, she was really flushed as she
talked but I could see that she also was excited as she said, "You see
there are many visitors and most of them come around the weekend but there
always have to be some locals on duty so it's never empty."

After we chatted a little more I had found out that she was my age and
married to a man 33 years old that had sent her to the Retreat for slave
training shortly after they were married. Of course that opened up the next
logical line of questions about what did she learn?

"I learned that my place is to serve men the way they liked to be
served. I'm a slave to the Masters and Mistresses and exist to serve them"
she said.

"Well Jill, just what are you really good at I asked."

She blushed crimson again and told me that she was an accomplished suck
slave.

After that confession I blurted out, "Why don't you prove it and blow me?"

She turned around, drew me another beer and told me to move over 3
stools. As I got on the other stool I noticed that the front bar panel was
missing, she knelt down behind the bar on a little padded step, unzipped my
paints and began sucking my cock. She wasn't kidding, this slut was good
but I reasoned that I had better make my move with her soon. I'm no
stranger to sex and I fancy myself a gentleman so I asked if she wanted me
to cum in her mouth, her answer was to suck deeper and harder until I
grabbed her head and held it on my cock.

I soon spurted gob after gob of sticky cum into her mouth. She put her head
over the bar with her cheeks puffed out with semen and looked me in the eye
as she swallowed, licking her lips with a cummy tongue. She ducked under
the bar again and licked my sticky cock clean then zipped me up.

"The bar front is modified like this so I can service the local Masters as
they drink, that's what a suck slave does and I love it, thank you for
cumming in my mouth sir, I can't get enough cock" she told me.

I decided there and then to write a check against my trust fund and spend
some time at this Rod and Gun Club they called a retreat. She said the bar
closed in just a few more minutes and she would take me there. I had just
cum but was still hot as hell. I had to learn more about this sex club in
the middle of nowhere.

It had stopped raining as we pulled out and Jill was obviously impressed
with my big car and the ease with which I wrote out the big check. I asked
her, "Tell me all about the club and how you got into it Jill?"

She began telling me the club's history. "The club was built before the war
by a rich man who wanted to have a very, very private retreat in the middle
of his 1000 acres of woods; it's so far into the dense woods that we really
don't need the alarms and alerts that have been set up all over the
area. When the owner died he left it to his only son who lived in New York
City and was into the Dominant lifestyle. The rest is kind of history as
Tom the owner and overall Master discovered that this place is the one he
dreamed about."

I was very interested as she continued. "That was 8 years ago and now we
are an established club thought to be the best retreat of its kind in North
America. We get visitors from all over the World. Inside the club there are
always Slaves for a Master or Mistress to pick from, we are kinda like the
welcoming committee. There are also a lot of couples that belong to the
Club that want to be either Slaves or Masters. We even have people that
live out here at the club full time in the role. I love serving as a slut
slave and want nothing more than to learn all the different ways to serve."

She continued, "Inside the club almost anything goes especially in the
training rooms, the only rule is no one can get really harmed. Many
Husbands consign their Wives to the Club to be trained as slaves or in
specific skills. Of course there are many rules, as an example, I am not
allowed to wear clothes inside of the clubhouse nor are any of the other
slaves"

We had now entered a hard paved dirt road and Jill told me to stop at a
small cottage a couple of miles off the main road. This couldn't be the
retreat, it was very small?" This is where I leave my clothes Sir, come on
in." As we walked into what was one large room, Jill went to the corner and
began stripping in front of some lockers while I stood before a naked older
woman kneeling with her head down." She will suck your cock while you wait
Sir." I looked down and just nodded, a second later and the fiftyish woman
was blowing me with great gusto, I was soon hard again watching a good
looking slut undress while getting a great blow job.

Jill finished quickly with leather wrist and ankle cuffs strapped on with a
wide collar holding her head high. God she looked luscious with her clean
shaved cunt and slave cuffs.

"Ok slut let's go" I told Jill as I pulled my cock out of the older cunt's
mouth.  It was quite surprising how long we were on the road before we came
to a clearing just big enough to hold a large building with a brick wall
around it. It looked for all the world like a medieval walled village. I
followed the signs and parked on the side of the wall close to the gate.

At the gate a man that Jill said was one of the handlers let us in the
gate. He immediately instructed Jill. "Ok slut you know the drill, kneel
and get in position."

I was amazed as Jill scampered to comply getting on her knees with her face
on the ground and her ass high. She put her wrists behind her back and the
handler fastened a short chain between them connecting her wrist cuffs. He
took out a wide paddle and proceeded to whale into her ass with 10 very
hard swats. Jill didn't make a sound until the tenth hit, then said, "thank
you Sir".

"Get up and report to your station now" he said. It was very awkward for
her to get up from her prostrate position without the use of her hands but
she squirmed and wiggled to her feet and ran to the biggest building.

The handler told me to wait while he called for my escort. It seemed only a
moment when a man dressed in a toga like white robe came out for me. We
shook hands and headed into a different building than Jill had gone to. I
was left in a fairly dark room that my eyes were not yet acclimated to. I
could barely make out a person sitting on a large chair with the window
light behind him.

"Hi, so you're the new member Jill called on, we've been expecting you, my
name is Bob, why don't you take that seat" he said. I could see now that he
was also wearing the same white robe as my escort had but his was open and
there was a girl kneeling between his legs licking his balls and slowly
sucking on his cock. She had her wrists chained behind her back like Jill
and was only using her mouth on his cock.

As she sucked the man began talking to me. "I hope you had a pleasant ride
out here, there's something very erotic about seclusion eh. Let me tell you
a little about our retreat. We devote ourselves to the ritual beauty of a
person giving themselves willingly to their Masters as a slave. Some of our
members like to be slaves and some like to be Masters, here we make it all
possible. A Master or Mistress can enjoy the total Mastery over a slave
while the slave revels in total submission; it's a way to serve and be
served like it was in antiquity."

I was mesmerized as he continued talking. "For a person with a slave
mentality nothing quite beats the feeling of being owned and serving his or
her owner without a thought. Of course it's 100% consensual and people's
limits are respected but you would be very surprised at just how flexible a
person's limits usually are. As soon as I tire of this little slut nursing
on my cock I'll take you on a little tour so you can decide."

I wondered what I had to decide but guessed that I would soon be told. Bob
said he was one of the slave training Masters and his job was to enhance
the skills of new slaves.

Bob chuckled as he said, "Enhance, I guess that's MBA speak for the
development of better sluts like this one; When she came to us she was
scared to death of sex, even with her husband. He enrolled her here and
just look at her now, she can't get enough cock. I'm pretty well setup in
the cock department so I'm kind of like a cocksuckers Olympics for these
pigs, if they can swallow my meat they can handle anyone. Look I'll show
you what I mean"

Bob pulled his cock out of the slave's mouth and wow, was he right. He had
a 7 inch cock that was impossibly wide with an enormous, pinkish, purple
head. I had never seen anything quite like it and I guess I was staring a
little too long. Bob tipped the girls head up, patted her cheeks and told
her she was a good cocksucker and to get back to her station now; she just
beamed with the compliment, kissed his feet and scampered off. "She's not
quite a natural but it won't be long before she'll not feel right unless
she has a cock in her mouth, it's like an addiction for some of these
sluts, let's go eh."

He stood up and straightened his robe telling me that since I wasn't yet
either a Master or slave I should strip to my jockey shorts before we
toured.

Bob continued his story, "The majority of our members whether Master or
slave contribute a lot of money to keep us in business and private, it's a
lot like an exclusive country club. This place is great because it was
really planned and built to be a very private sex club; just note how open
it is yet in bad weather we simply shut those heavy glass doors. Many of
our members bring their own slaves for additional training or just to
interact and show them off."

Bob continued, "If a member arrives alone though we always have some staff
of slaves and Masters either paid or volunteers that can be
enjoyed. There's also a kind of resume with photos on all our members and
slaves so a particular person can be requested and everyone is aware of the
skills and desires of everyone. Our membership is worldwide and so large
that coming here you can be sure it will be busy."

There was a small courtyard between the buildings and even though it was
starting to get dark I could see there were a set of stocks and posts like
you would tie a horse to. The building we entered was very dimly lit; we
were in a small vestibule like room and there was a book on a counter. Bob
told me that this was the book of the members that were on site right now
while the complete membership book was kept in another building. "Let's go
see what's going on eh" he said.

The Compound tour, Chapter#2:

I felt self conscious in my jockey shorts as we entered a large dim
room. The first thing I saw was a girl strung up so her toes just touched
the floor while a robed Master paddled her bare ass with a wide wooden
paddle. On the side wall a robed Women was lounging on an unusual couch
while a slave girl tongued her cunt. The couch was a kind of hammock like
seat that had the bottom cut out so the crotch area was wide open and
accessible to the slaves tongue. We went over to watch and now that my eyes
were used to the dim light I could see the slave working her tongue into
the Ladies cunt and that there was a male slave kneeling on the side.

Bob said, "may I" and lifted the sluts face out of the smooth shaved cunt
so I could see better. The beautiful hairless cunt was wet and the puffy
pussy lips glistened with saliva, I confess, it looked yummy. I couldn't
take my eyes off of it and that must have been apparent to Bob.

Bob smiled and said, "Why don't you take a taste of the Mistresses cunt
Don, you know you want to."

Bob was right on point; somehow he knew I wanted a bit of this. I bent over
to tongue the Mistresses twat and was quickly corrected by her, "no, no boy
get on your knees in front of me and keep your hands behind your back;
you'll find its better like that."

She was right it was very erotic falling to my knees and tonguing her
puffy, smooth cunt lips. After a while Bob told me to get up so we could
continue our tour. "My name is Mistress Marta boy; when you're ready to
serve just ask for me." The young girl was lapping her cunt again as we
left.

"I can see your first experience with a Mistress was fun for you eh. Don"
Bob said. I didn't answer but had to admit it was hot kneeling there with
my face between her thighs, still wet from another tongue. I was hard as a
rock. Bob said he just about had time to show me the training room and a
family cottage before he had to get back.

The training room was large with a few partitions; in the first there were
2 slave girls being taught the proper positions for a slave. They were
being taught by another slave who demonstrated the positions while a young
Master corrected them with a riding crop.

"Hi Neil, have them run through what they know for us, would you" Bob
asked?

Neil said, "You heard them sluts, start from the top." The 3 of them now
stood with their hands behind their heads, legs spread, tits out and eyes
lowered. "This is the slave presentation position; it allows a Master to
see the slaves cunt and tits at a glance. OK position 2 now girls"

In unison the three of them scampered to position 2 which had them
prostrated on their knees with legs spread wide and face pressed into the
floor. "No, no you dumb cunts turn so your ass is presented." I had to
admit that the 3 Asses sure looked inviting to me. With their asses so high
you could see their cunt crack at the same time.

Neil continued, "Get into position 3 now." They were soon sitting on their
haunches, knees spread, mouths open and hands resting on their legs; they
averted their eyes and looked very demur and inviting.

Bob commented, "We have other areas where novice slaves learn the proper
cock sucking and ass worship techniques, you'll see them all."

As we headed to the family cottage area a slave girl came to Bob and knelt
(in position #2, I noted), "please Master may I pee" she pleaded. He told
her yes and she followed us to the corner of the room, "squat slut" Bob
instructed.

The slut squatted over a hole in the floor and put her hands behind her
head, tottering a bit as she steadied herself then looking Bob directly in
the eye, "you may pee now." The piss gushed out of her into the hole while
she held eye contact all the time. Bob reached down and put his hand into
the piss stream then bought his wet fingers to the sluts open mouth and
rubbed his fingers on her gums, telling her "Suck pig." She cleaned his
fingers off and left.

Bob said "You probably didn't know that slaves can't do nothing without the
express permission of a Master, not even piss. We always rub a little taste
into their mouths right on their gums as a part of the training, after all
they may yet end up as toilet slaves and a little taste of piss never hurt
anyone."

What was called the family cottage area was really a series of rooms and
small apartments open to the Masters and Mistresses to reserve and
use. Just as in the rest of the building there were no doors but the rooms
were tucked away out of the traffic flow.

Bob smiled at a robed man appeared, "Hi Jim, boy I am glad you're in
today. I've got a new member that I'm showing around and you're the only
couple on site so how about a little tour for Don here?"

"Oh sure Bob, glad to meet you Don, I'm Jim and my wife is Pat." Jim was
about 45 years old with just a start of a thickening around the waist and
balding. Jim continued, "Your just in time, we just called down for a slut
we selected, the nice thing about this club is that you can tryout
different slaves while your own trains and improves with different
Masters. A lot of slaves like the variety that serving a couple offers and
like most couples we really enjoy having a personal body slave."

At that time I didn't know just what a a body slave was but since I didn't
want to seem stupid, I didn't ask. Jim and Pat were now entirely naked, not
even a watch. I just couldn't stop staring and must have looked like a real
rube as Jim spoke, "I can see that you're interested Don; we're about to
fit someone into our new seat, want to help?"

I was still in my dazed-surprised state but managed to nod yes and followed
them into another room. There was a pretty elaborate sunken tub and shower
setup with a toilet in the corner. The device they were installing was a
wooden platform set close to the ground with a series of cuffs and straps
attached.

Jim spoke to me, "Don, why don't you lay down on it so we can adjust the
straps correctly. I lay down on the board with a raging hardon tenting out
my jockey shorts. What a feeling it was as they strapped my wrists and
ankles making adjustments as they went; I could see how this was erotic for
a slave. Soon I was completely restrained with my cock as hard as a rock.

Neil said, "I don't know what's holding up that slut I ordered; why don't
you come with me Bob, Pat can finish up and it's always better to be alone
for the first time." What did they mean, better to be alone, first time, I
wondered.

Pat continued to make adjustments asking me if I was comfortable as she
fastened a wide leather belt across my chest, I was immobilized and
becoming more than a little nervous. "Now lets try the chair shall we, she
asked?"

Pat placed a wood box over my head with a soft, lined cutout for my neck,
it was a soon adjusted to a tight but comfortable fit. "Oh look at how nice
this adjusted; its perfect. Now let's try the chair on top" she said with a
little smirk.

Pat sat a toilet seat over the open top and adjusted it down onto the
locating pins. This was really getting to me now; I was scared but really
didn't want to make a scene and besides it was more than a little exciting.

"I don't quite know how low to make this chair Don, be a dear and help me,
just stick out your tongue. Well that looks about right but I'm just not
quite sure; I guess the only way to find out is a little test drive eh."
Pat said as she stepped over me until she straddled the seat.

She bent from the waist placing her hands on each side of the toilet seat
turning and smiling down on me. I was about to protest but looking at her
naked ass I was speechless. I stared at the crack in her ass, her ass was
beautiful. It wasn't skinny, it was what I would call a woman's ass, creamy
smooth, rounded and firm, there were no tan lines.

I kept quiet. She slowly started lowering her lovely ass onto the seat and
then stopped to ask, "Are you sure your comfortable down there?"

This was obviously my opening to stop all this but I was so hot I didn't
really want to. "No I'm alright" I said and she lowered her ass onto my
face.

"Oh this is great, the shape of a toilet seat spreads my ass cheeks just
like we thought. Are you ok down there, can you lick my ass and cunt or am
I too tight on your face" she asked?

My answer was muffled by her crack, it was dusky and exciting. I tongued
her cunt crack with great gusto. "You know boy if we just turn the seat
around you can tongue out my ass crack, maybe next time" she cooed.

I sensed that someone else was in the room and heard muffled talk, but I
was concentrated on my task. My complete helplessness and the musky aroma
of her crack in my face combined to let the humiliation wash right over
me. I had to admit I loved being in this position, had I found my place? I
tasted her hot, creamy cum as it flowed past my lips and on to my tongue,
it was like fine wine and I could think of nothing else, not my restraints
nor the voices in the background.

It was disappointing when she lifted her cunt off the toilet seat and my
tongue but I was rewarded by a knowing, smirky, smile as she looked down on
me. I could now place the muffled, background voices, Bob and Jim were
standing over me. I couldn't be more embarrassed as they looked at my cum
soaked face under the toilet seat.

Jim said, "Well Bob you know for sure what our new member's role will be,
he obviously gets off on this, he'll be a great slave when he's
trained. Pat, why don't you set back down while we kind of interview him?"

I was once again treated to the beautiful, hairless ass crack slowly
lowering onto my face and dammed if she didn't stop; look down at me
rewarding me with another sly smile. Her smooth, hairless cunt lips were
puffy and still wet with my saliva, after her cum; the smell was simply
wonderful.

Bob spoke to me in a quiet, soft way. "Well Don we're now sure that you're
pretty good slave material, I kind of suspected it by the way you watched
the slut suck me off. You had a kind of hunger in your eyes that we've
learned to recognize. We know what you are and all that's left is for you
to admit it so Pat let him answer the question will you." She lifted her
cunt off my wet face and I looked up, blushing furiously at three faces
sporting wry smiles."

Bob continued, "If you don't want to accept your slave inclinations then I
guess you'll have to leave; it's obvious to us that you'll never be happy
unless you're serving as a slave and our Club is really for people happy
and content in their rightful places."

I knew what I had to do and I blurted out "yes I'm a slave and I want to
learn how to please." My voice had cracked with the shame of what I said
but they heard me loud and clear. What had I gotten myself into?

Everyone was solicitous about removing my cuffs so I was no longer strapped
down and could stand up, I had to wonder, what now.

Bob was talking to me. "I suspect that your admission was very hard for you
but now that we all know what you are its easier all around. All you have
to do from now on is devote yourself to pleasing your owners and you'll be
content. The Retreat here is evenly divided into slaves and slave owners;
In many ways a slaves lot is the easier task, he only has to obey. Well boy
I think I'll go now, I'm sure that Jim and Pat can begin your
training. After the weekend we'll start your formal indoctrination."

Pat was the first to speak, "well,Don from now on everyone will refer to
you as slave, slut or pig. Your old name of Don is now your safe word but I
bet you don't use it eh."

Jim went to get your set of cuffs and a collar, you belong to us now,
you're our project. We've never had a slave boy before so this will be
fun." Just then Jim came in pulling a slave girl on a leash, she was
carrying my cuffs. "This slut is our house slave Denise, she lives with us
and we bring her back periodically for refresher training, she's a trained
body slave so watch her and learn." Mistress Pat took the slave girl with
her.

I have to say that it's a very strange feeling having cuffs put on your
ankles and wrists knowing that soon you would be just another slave
required to obey his Masters. I still couldn't get over how hot it made me
though.

Jim spoke and bought me out of my reflections. "Well boy your fun time is
over, were going to start you off as a fluffer, don't worry you'll love
it." As Pat finished my wrist cuffs Master Jim placed a steel collar on my
neck and locked it in place. I really felt like a slave when he fastened my
wrist cuffs to the front of my collar. With my hands held up this high I
was essentially now helpless, it felt exquisite, scary exquisite.

Jim said, "There you are boy now you're ready eh. We keep a slaves hands
chained, a good slave only cums when he's servicing his owner so there's no
need to fondle himself. We know you're not too bad of a cunt lapper but I
think it's time to see how you are as a cocksucker. Have you ever sucked a
cock boy? I think it's good that we're alone for your first cock eh; it's
so much more intimate."

I really don't know just what I was thinking of but I was just too shocked
to answer. My silence was rewarded with a very sharp slap across the face
as Jim said, "I can't hear you boy."

I really didn't know what I had gotten myself into, in my confusion I
blurted out "no Sir I haven't."

"Well you're in luck today, I just so happen to be in the mood to begin
your training. I want you on your knees now with your ass up and face down"
he said.

It was very difficult and awkward to drop onto my knees without using my
wrists; I must have really looked the fool as I half fell into my kneeling
position.

Master Jim proceeded to sit on the chair in front of me and lifted my head
off the floor saying "OK, boyo it's show time for you. Just get your face
up close to my crotch and get used to the man smell. Unless I'm wrong
you'll be getting hot as soon as you get a whiff of crotch. That's it
breathe deep, you know you want it don't you?" As Master quietly talked to
me in that soft, authoritative voice I realized that, yes I did want it.

I guess they had me pegged right for I was really hot. I'm not gay but this
submissive role really got me excited. The musty man-smell was getting to
me. Master then had me open my mouth wide and stick out my tongue. He
rested his thick cock on my tongue telling me to just let it sit there
saying "That's right pig just get used to it"

I was so far into it by now that I closed my mouth and suckled on the
head. Master lifted my head a little so he could look me in the eye and
again smacked me in the face as he told me, "You do as we say and when we
say it little pig."

I resumed my role with my mouth open, tonguing his cock and balls.

Jim told me, "Ok pig now you can suck on the head but first lick your
tongue across the piss slit and look at me when you do it." It was awful
and wonderful at the same time as I snaked my tongue across the wide piss
slit of Master's cock. The humiliation of looking into another man's eyes
as I performed washed over me but there was no doubt my cock was hard as a
railroad spike.

Master Jim continued, "It's like you're a student and your favorite
subjects are cock and cunt. Let's see how good you are now I want you to
suck me off nice and slow. It's going to take some skill on your part,
don't worry I'll lead you through it. I know you must have seen a fish
moving his lips, well that's how you suck on my cock. Let your lips message
my prick; a trained mouth is better than any cunt because the cocksucker
can control his mouth and tongue better than a cunt. I bet you never
thought you would have a cock in your mouth did you boy?"  He was right but
I was too busy to dwell on it.

I sucked as he talked. "From now on your favorite thing is going to be
cock. After all, now we both know what you are. You're just another cunt, a
mouth cunt but still a cunt that wants to be controlled. Your mouth cunt
has a tongue to lick a man's balls and ass; otherwise you've no need for a
tongue. To me, this is the natural order of things and you're simply
fulfilling your role as an inferior person, a cocksucker owned by your
Master."

"Look at my eyes while you're servicing me, it'll help you understand your
role" Jim said. Looking up at him with my mouth full of cock I saw that
smirk again.

"Good, cocksucker. I think you're lucky to find out your a cocksucking slut
boy; some guys go through their entire lives never realizing that they want
to be a man's cocksucker."

He pulled my mouth off of his balls saying, "Enough foreplay "I'm ready
now, Don, I want you to open your mouth." I clenched my eyes shut. "Leave
your eyes open.  Now, take a minute to think about your options. After all
you can just leave right now. Then, when you're ready, when you've really
thought it thru, tell me."

I looked up at him as he stared down at me patiently. I thought about that
and all the other scenes I had seen here and fantasized about. I
desperately tried not to think that I was kneeling here, naked, in front of
this rugged, masterful man, feeling his dick resting on my lips. I sighed,
the smell of his cock reminded me of what I wanted anyway.

"I'm ready," I whispered to him. "Ready for what Don" he replied.

"I'm ready to suck your cock," I said very quietly, and with that, he began
to slide it into my mouth.

Jim said, "I know your new at this so don't worry I'll take it slow and
easy so you can savor finally doing what you were born to do." The taste
was not what I expected. Even though his cock was hard as a rock, the head
was moist and spongy as it rested on my tongue. I could taste the precum,
and it was kind of smoky, bleachy and salty all at once.  It took a couple
seconds for the shock of having a guy's cock in my mouth to wear off. Then
I remembered why it was there and what I was supposed to do, .I began to
suck on the head of his cock.

"Hey bitch! Cover your teeth with your lips, dammit!" he yelled down at me.

Hey, bitch, is that what I was? But I'd had teeth on my cock before and I
knew it didn't feel good. I curled my lips up tightly against his shaft. I
was remembering the things I liked in a blowjob as I tried to repeat them
for him. I started licking the head of his dick as it lay passively on my
tongue. He liked that, because I could feel more precum oozing from his
slit.  I was looking at his face, and I saw him staring at me, with his
cock in my mouth, through half closed eyelids. He began rocking his hips
back and forth in a gentle roll, sliding maybe two more inches between my
lips.

It didn't take long before He started moaning and biting his bottom lip as
I kept up the suction and swung my tongue back and forth under his shaft. I
started to think about what I was going to do once the inevitable orgasm
struck, but he solved that problem for me as he said, "I'm getting close,
boy. When I shoot, I want you to hold it in your mouth, don't swallow it."

With that instruction both of his strong hands clutched my head and his
knees shook a bit as he pistoned his cock in and out of my mouth. He was
grunting and I could see every muscle in his chest tensing, then I felt and
tasted the first shot.

It was thick like phlegm on my tongue as it kept streaming out hitting the
back of my throat and the sides of my cheeks. My mouth became full with
cum, spittle and cock. It tasted like his precum had, but stronger, and I
could feel it pulsing through his shaft into my mouth. There were at least
a half dozen shots and I didn't think I could hold any more without either
swallowing or gagging. Finally, he stopped thrusting and left his cock head
in my mouth.  He looked down at me, and his whole upper body was flushed,
damp with perspiration.

He smiled at me and panted to catch his breath slowly pulling his cock from
my mouth; I kept my lips tight to keep from spilling his cum just as he had
told me to. When he was free, he let go of my head saying "Open your mouth
boy," he ordered. I tilted my head up and opened my lips, kind of slack
jawed, revealing my thick mouthful of cum. "You weren't bad for a first
timer, I shot a really big load for you."

He was now in a really friendly, jovial mood, but then, I usually was too
after a blowjob. But I had always been on the receiving end before
today. He reached his cock in to dab some cum out and smeared it on my
cheek. He repeated this with the other cheek, my forehead, and then down my
nose; it smelled like nothing I had ever smelled before, it was good. I
could feel it cooling and drying on my face.

"You can swallow the rest now boy" he told me.

The idea was kind of gross but it had been in my mouth for a couple of
minutes now and his cock had been in there for a while, so I just opened my
throat and let it slide down, just like I had done with my first raw
oyster.

"How was it for you?" he asked, and I couldn't tell if he was sarcastic or
sincere.

"Uh, well, it was...well...."  I didn't know what to say. He frowned and
for a minute I thought I'd hurt his feelings, but then the look was gone.

"Did you like the taste?  You better get used to it" he said.

"It was good, Sir. Better than I had hoped" I answered.

"Clean my dick off," Jim said and plunged it back into my mouth. I sucked
the residual cum juice off it and then he pulled it free saying "You have
to decide if you want more of this scene, I think you were born to serve
guys: you'll never be happy again without serving a man, for you cunt is
just OK, cock is what you crave."

I knelt there staring at his naked body. I could still taste the cum from
the blowjob I'd just given him and when I saw that his cock was still
mostly hard I thought wow, what a stud.

"You've got a sweet mouth on you boy" he said in his soothing yet assertive
voice.

Jim continued, "Did you enjoy the load I let you suck from my cock? Bet you
liked the taste of my cum, right? From now on I want you to call all the
men here Sir or Master, you can see how appropriate that is can't you?"

"Yes, Sir I understand" I answered.

"I want to show you just how much I own you then we'll talk a bit about
your new life; are you ready" he asked?

"Yes, Sir, I blurted out."

"Good boy, now get ready because I'm going to feed this to you fast" he
said. With that, he began to slide his cock into my open mouth. Unlike
before, when he'd gone slow, with short strokes, now he long-dicked me
until I gagged.

"Come on, boy, you can take my cock. Do it right," he urged, as he pulled
back and again sank it in to his full length.

I couldn't take it; it's not like I had a lot of experience sucking
cock. Each time he got more than 4 or 5 inches in, I gagged. He just kept
feeding in all 7 inches, pulling back so that only the head remained on my
tongue and then feeding it in again.

He was rubbing my head as he said, "I like watching your throat bulge when
my cock slides in. Your throat really feels hot. It's so warm and soft and
wet inside. "Put your hand on your throat, boy," Jim commanded. I reached
up and his hand pressed mine down on my throat, holding it there, not
strangling me. "Now feel this" he said as he pushed his cock head from
where it had been in my mouth down into my throat.

I could feel my throat expanding as his dick filled me up. "That's my cock
inside of you, slave," Jim said, holding his dick deep. He pulled out an
inch, then rammed back in. I could feel exactly where his dick head was.

Jim said, "You can feel me filling you up, boy. Keep your hand there."

You're being such a good bitch for me Don" he stated.

With that, he stopped long-dicking me and returned to his short thrusts,
the ones he'd used before. I repeated my suction, and as my cheeks hollowed
from the vacuum, I rapidly massaged the bottom of his head and shaft with
the tip of my tongue as his cock slid in and out between my tightly clamped
lips.

It didn't take much longer.  He quickened his pace, and I could see his
upper body redden.  He threw his head back and his flat abs rippled.

Jim gasped out the words, "Fuck, yes! My little bitch sucking my cock,
earning his keep! Oh, fuck, I'm gonna blow!" he screamed and I felt the
first blast.

The taste and texture was the same and I was looking forward to more when
he pulled out.  He fired 4 or 5 more shots onto my face and into my
hair. Globs of cum streaked over my cheeks and forehead, over my nose and
chin.  He was panting heavily, and when he finished firing, he slipped his
cock back into my mouth.

He turned back down to me and was all smiles, saying "Mmmm, that was good
cocksucker. You suck good cock but with some training you'll be like a
pro. Clean me off now; you must always clean your owners cock when he's
finished with you."

I sucked and licked the drying cum residue off his dick without any thought
but to obey and please him.

Jim said "Go ahead and swallow my sperm now. That's your lunch for today he
laughed." Master Jim watched my Adam's apple bob as I swallowed.

Jim continued, "I'm going to give your mouth a rest for a while. Just lick
my balls as I'm talking to you, Good. Now, I'm going to tell you what's
expected of a cock slave. Most Masters here always need to cum at least 4
times a day. Your body is now ours to use for pleasure after all I've cum
in your mouth twice now."

He smiled down at me with a little smirk that I saw looking up through his
balls.  "You'll do everything as well as you can; until you're trained I'll
take charge of you. Follow all my instructions. If I want my ass licked,
you'll do it for me. If I want you to lick my balls, you'll do it. I always
want you to be naked in front of me. I'll fuck your mouth, or have you
massage my balls, or make you lick my ass hole clean. You may have to shave
your pubic hair or walk around in the woods with no clothes on. Anything I
want you'll do for me or you can just forget about what I'm sure was the
best moment in your life, when my cum filled your mouth."

Jim continued, "You see you were born to serve your owners. Often, our
members need servicing after fucking at our retreat. Our women always enjoy
a nice soft tongue licking out the cum after they have been fucked, you'll
do them too. I will cum on your face, or will make you take it down your
throat. Whatever I want, you perform. Do you understand?"

I nodded, still lightly licking his balls. "Good," he said, then closed his
eyes, and eventually tilted his head back.  "Good," he said again.

He continued in his soft voice. "Most girls really love sucking cock, it's
often better than any other kind of sex for them, it feels so good for them
to have hard cocks in their mouths. Many guys are just like girls, it feels
just as good for some guys to have a cock in their mouth as it does a
girl. In fact, often for guys it feels even better, for some guys sucking
cock is what they enjoy most.  In the world there are some guys that are
meant to be sucked off and others that are meant to do the sucking. You
seem to be one of the guys who really enjoy sucking cock, you never knew it
until you tried but now you must admit what you are. Even then it sometimes
takes time to learn to enjoy it, like guys in jail. Often they don't like
giving head at first but once their forced to suck cock for a while, they
learn to like it and suck many cocks everyday, living only to make stronger
men happy."

Jim was wearing that superior smirk again as he talked, "Let me make things
even clearer for you, I just blew my load in your mouth, you sucked my
cock, that makes you a cocksucker whether you like it or not, you're now a
cocksucker. In fact you are my cocksucker since I was your first, I own
you. You will do what I say. You are my cocksucking slave and I'm your
master. You are going want to suck my cock whenever and wherever I want. In
time you will become quite good at it and know just what I like. Just think
about that. From now on if you give me any resistance you will be denied
the cock you crave. You should think about what I said".

I thought about what he had said, I did have his cock in my mouth earlier
and swallowed his cum twice; in fact I was right now licking his ball
sack. But I was coerced, it was against my will, or was it, no it
wasn't. Maybe he was right; maybe I had already learned to like it. Maybe
my place in life was sucking men's cocks. So there I was on my knees in
front of my 'master'?

I looked up at him looking down at me.  I opened my mouth and saw the fact
that he was pleased on his face. He pulled my head off his balls and his
cock slid into my mouth for the third time meeting no resistance. He was
pleased I had given in and he said "good cocksucker" as he held my head
with both hands and began to pump his powerful cock. He was pumping into
what was now his, my mouth.

I just knelt there as he used my mouth and in about five minutes he pumped
his third load of jism into my mouth. He laid down after and said "don't
worry, I often cum four times a day so there is still lots left for
tomorrow". Bob will be here in a few minutes to get you.

Chapter #3, The next day, It's what I am

I followed Bob into the common area of the retreat again. It was so hot,
sex was going on everywhere. I noticed Jim and Pat slowly fucking on a
lounge and we stopped to watch. His breathing quickened as he came and they
laid there relaxing. He pulled his dripping cock out and turned to me
saying, "clean me off boy."

I fell to my knees and sucked on his sticky hot prick. The cum and cunt
juices were a strong yet pleasant taste. When he removed his now
glistening, clean cock I saw that Pat was now lying in the chair with
stirrups and she was spread as wide as possible.

Bob simply ordered "lick her snatch clean now, it's why slaves have a
tongue."

Her gash was covered with sticky, wet cum spilling over her smooth shaven,
puffy red cunt lips. I knelt down and sniffed the sex smell and
licked. Using my tongue for long swipes up her cunt crack I swabbed out the
globs of cum; it was the consistency of clam-chowder, very tasty.

Pat said, "You know boy, having my fresh fucked cunt licked clean by an
eager slave is a really relaxing feeling, much better than any douche. Your
tongue is a lot softer than a towel. I think some of Jim's jism might have
dripped down onto my asshole; be a dear and swab it out for me."

I needed no other encouragement and began running the flat of my tongue up
and down her entire crack, from cunt to asshole making sure the little
puckered hole was clean. I sensed people were gathered to watch me but I
didn't care. My whole being was absorbed by licking her crotch. Nothing
mattered but my tonguing her cunt and ass; I only wanted to please.

After a while I was led into yet another corner of the covered patio. My
trainer, Bob, took me over to a white, free-standing vinyl urinal. As I got
closer I saw that this was a quite different kind of bathroom appliance. It
had some of the back cut out of it and the opening was padded. Somehow I
knew what would be expected of me and it made me shudder.

Bob just looked at me and said, "Go ahead son, you can see what we have
here, just get your head in there."

I did realize that I was to be an important part of the urinal.  Master Bob
was solicitous about getting me in a comfortable position with my face
protruding through the padded opening.

While I pondered my position I heard him tell me to lift my hands and felt
my cuffs being locked in place over my head. "It's time for you to start
your toilet duty son and this is your first station. As you can see it's
setup so a Master can conveniently piss in your mouth, it's close to the
bar so you'll get a lot of recycled beer, ha-ha. Here comes a customer
now."

I could see a tall, thin, older man saunter up and open his robe. He then
looked down at me and smiled as we made eye contact. Without a word he sat
his cockhead on my tongue and slowly pissed. I gulped and gulped for even
though he was pissing slowly I had to swallow quickly, my mouth was smaller
than his bladder. When he finished I just gently sucked on his cockhead
until it was clean. It was my first experience as a toilet slave and it had
made my cock as hard as it had ever been.

An hour or so later I was relieved by, of all people, Jill who wordlessly
smiled; her face acknowledging our joint slavery.  Master Bob led me back
to the bar; it was happy hour and pretty crowded. A young girl was
vigorously sucking on a black man's cock as he sipped his cocktail and
talked to his wife.

Bob was talking to Jim and Pat while I just gazed at the sex all around
us. Pat motioned me to a waist high, padded bench that looked a lot like a
pummel horse that gymnasts used. She put her feet into the little foot
symbols on the floor and bent over the bench as she said, "I'm a little
sweaty and want my ass licked, show him the way Jim."

My wrists were freed and I was told to spread her cheeks and run my tongue
up and down her ass crack. Looking at her smooth, hairless ass it wasn't
difficult to do. My hands shook as I gently spread her plump ass cheeks as
I snaked my tongue into her cunt-slit, running my wet tongue up and down
until finally stopping at her asshole. It was funky, musky but not
unpleasant and I had a good feeling about servicing her; in effect being
her ass sucker once again.

I must have gotten her aroused because she went back to Jim and asked for a
quick fuck. It wasn't to be though because Jim wasn't interested but he
told Bob to enjoy a fuck with his wife.

Once again I was to assist as we went to a bed-like lounge narrow enough
for a man to easily straddle it. I lay down with my head on the end edge
and Pat's cunt over my mouth. I was licking her juicy cunt when Bob mounted
her from behind. My tongue was licking cock and cunt now as Bob slowly
fucked her with long, slow thrusts. Every few minutes he would pull out and
fuck into my mouth. Master Bob wasn't being gentle this time as he went
deep just like my mouth was Pat's cunt, deep into my throat causing me to
gag and choke. As suddenly as it began Master went back to her cunt leaving
my mouth empty. When he came the combined cunt and cock juice dripping into
my mouth tasted like the very best cocktail ever made. I was home, this is
where I belonged, servicing cock and cunt as ordered. When Master Bob
tensed and moaned filling her cunt with cum I was proud of my role as
helper. Pat let the fuck juices drip into my mouth as I licked and cleaned
her crotch. When I finished Bob only had to point at the ground and I knelt
to suck and clean his cock. As I felt it harden in my mouth my cock spewed
out cum in a quick burst. Everyone was laughing but Bob rubbed my head as
you would a prize pony as he said, "good boy, it's the sign of a true slut
when you cum from servicing your Master's cock, good boy."

The retreat was where I belonged; there was no longer any doubt.

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