Date: Sat, 26 Oct 2013 20:59:20 -0400
From: dave stout <dodge1191@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bisexual Gentle Seduction story

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The Bisexual's gentle seduction to service, Cast: Jan, wife of the Club
Trainer,-- My Old Buddy Kurt—His Son John—--Mikey, (me) the servant
trainee— Jane the guest ---Jared the club "trainer"—-Slave boy Jean

This is a Bisexual tale of Submission; the first two chapters are
Gay-Authoritative and if your interested they can be found at
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/a-gentle-seduction-to-service/
but this is designed as a stand-alone story.
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Postscript:

It should be fun. My old high school buddy (Kurt) had really hit the
jackpot; he was loaded now. I was surprised when I received his invitation
and a few days of hunting with an old friend sounded great. He had a cabin
in the mountains smack in the middle of a few hundred acres he owned. The
weather was superb as I slowly traversed the hardscrabble single lane road
up to his place. I thought back to when we were kids, Kurt had always been
bigger and had been kinda my protector. I was always smaller without his
preppy good looks.

We were opposites and I had always wondered what attracted us to each
other. When it came time for college we had lost touch. Boy it would be
nice to see him again. Little did I know that he thought of me more as a
cockslave than a friend? My training Master now wanted to take me to this
club of theirs; I was apprehensive but strangely excited.

This is another chapter relating my journey down the Rabbit hole of total
submission.

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More Story:

My initiation into a new world happened the next week. Kurt was very happy
with my new-found cocksucking skills but had to leave for a few days on
business. I knew that he had readily agreed to consign me to their "Rod and
Gun Club" located deep in the boonies. He had described the club in some
detail as I sucked him off.

"I think you really are more of a docile, submissive sort of person than
anything else. You get-off on serving others, that's your pleasure. You'll
love the "club" because it's strictly separated into dominants and
servers. I think it won't take you more than a day to realize that it's
what you were born to do and it's the hottest place you've ever visited. I
don't want to cum now so just nurse on my prick head a little."

Kurt continued, "you're not too bad as a cocksucker but there is so much
more for you to learn. At the Club you'll be introduced to licking cunt and
toilet duty; I think old buddy you'll fit right in. our members also enjoy
role playing and we've found that setting out a scene, say Master, slave
gets a sub like you into the mood very fast. In any event I want you to get
dressed and drive out to this address early tomorrow. Now make me cum
Mikey, suck my cock."

It seemed I was driving forever, farther and farther away from civilization
until I finally came upon a rustic cabin set in the middle of a huge
expanse of nothing. It was raining like hell as I ran for the cabins porch
through the deluge.

There was a very tall, friendly older man there I would guess about 40 but
in very good shape talking to me. "Hi son, boy you sure are wet, why don't
you come inside and dry off before you get sick."

I was certainly eager to get dry, even under the porch roof I was dripping
wet. The cabin was dry with a nice fire going in a small wood stove.

"Why don't you get out of those wet things while I make you a cup of coffee
son, just strip down." I had often stripped in front of others in the
school locker room and Kurt wanted me to be always nude so I thought
nothing of it even when he sat in a rocking chair watching me. I had been
told that I wouldn't be needing many clothes so I was traveling light. The
only dry clothes I had was another set of underwear. I had to admit that I
really was glad as I stripped off my wet under-shorts.

When I stood up he was next to me handing over a towel and just staring at
me. I finally got on my dry jockey shorts and sipped my tea. As we chatted
I learned that his name was Rob and he was married to a Lady named Jan. It
seems that she would be up later on in the week. Since there was a lousy
road into this place he used an all-terrain vehicle to traverse the 8
something miles from the road; I wished he had told me before I banged down
that hardscrabble road in my car.

My clothes were slowly drying but I was warm enough now being close to the
wood stove. Rob got up and walked over to the side of my chair where there
was a toilet telling me. "In a one room cabin everything is out in the
open, I suppose we should have enclosed this but we never got around to
it." He zipped down the fly of his pants and whipped out the thickest cock
I had ever seen. This was certainly a very big, very thick cock. I had
never seen anything quite like it and could not stop starring. When the
mouth of the cock head opened up the stream of piss looked like a fire hose
splashing down. I was still starring when he was finished and just standing
there. I realize now that he was posing, letting me get a really good look
at his magnificent looking piece of meat but at the time I just didn't
think of what kind of message my constant stare was sending. My training
with Jared had cured me of modesty so I just stared.

I was still in a bit of a trance when he tucked it back in and refilled my
cup my last recollection was of being very sleepy. I don't know how long I
was out but as I slowly awoke I noticed it was now dark out and there were
soft, dim lights on in the room. I was on the floor and Rob was in the
chair in front of me. As I tried to get up I found that I had my wrists
fastened behind my back and there was a short chain on my ankles.

"Oh don't worry about the chains they are there to keep you from
kicking. That thing in your mouth is a ball gag, I know it's uncomfortable
but you'll get used to it and it keeps you quiet while I tell you the way
it is in our little three act play here. As of right now you're my captive
and you're going to become my suck slut. Oh don't pretend that you don't
want to, I saw the look in your eyes when you were starring at my
prick. Just let yourself go and you'll enjoy yourself. There is no one here
but us and since you're tied up there is really nothing that you can do
about it anyway so you're free. The restraints free people like you of
their inhibitions; with no choice you must serve me and any enjoyment you
get is completely guilt free. Now I'm going to take the gag out of your
mouth and I expect you to keep quiet, think of this like it's a training
program at your old high school; completely different than your time with
Jared."

I kept quiet as he removed the ball gag from my mouth.

He said, "Your dripping, the ball gag sure makes your saliva run doesn't
it, actually anything in your mouth makes it run, eh."

He opened his robe and snaked out his cock again, what a tool I thought!
"Get up on your knees boy so you can get a good look. With your ankles
chained it will be hard for you but believe me it'll be worth it to you" he
said.

I had no choice; I had to admit that this staged little vignette was
exciting to me. I struggled onto my knees ending up at eye level with his
monster.

He smirked as he said, "I think it's time for you to perform boy, whether
or not you know it yet this is what you want and need." He came closer and
I could see that monster cockhead with its wide little mouth, I was
mesmerized by it. I know I was again starring but I couldn't help it. I
sensed that as the star of this play I was expected to resist. He rubbed
the rubbery cockhead across my lips and I panicked pulling my face back. He
slapped my face hard. "Uh - Uh boy you know you want it now open your mouth
before I get my riding crop out. We can make this easy or hard for you, I
really don't care, either way I'll enjoy myself."

It only took another slap and my mouth opened and he sat his cockhead on my
tongue. I closed my mouth around it and received another slap. He reached
down and grabbed a riding crop.

He was talking to me, "OK boy I guess we need to give you a little more
instruction in just who's the boss here. I want you to bend over with your
face on the floor and your ass up." I did as I was told and he moved around
in back of me and I felt him rubbing my ass cheeks. He gave me 3 very hard
blows with the crop and then told me to spread my legs wider, I did and he
rained more blows down on my ass. I was sore and crying like a little girl
when he had me get up again on my knees and open my mouth.

"Now boy here is the way I want it. I'll tell you what to do and you do it
exactly, not more, not less, just what I want." To punctuate what he told
me he reached down and again brought the riding crop on my sore, red
ass. "You look pretty good with your mouth open now let me rest my cock on
your tongue and you just breathe in until you get used to the man smell of
a cock." I did exactly as I was told this time and found the musty man
smell almost sweet.

"OK Mikey just close your lips around the head and nurse on that cockhead;
that's right, you've got it just like a baby suckling on its Mother's tit."
The rubbery, soft cockhead filed my mouth and stretched my jaw it was so
wide. "Now take some more of that meat in, suck it up boy. Ah that feels
good." He grabbed my head and slowly began feeding me more and more of his
cock. My jaws were aching but surprisingly it was a good ache; I liked the
scene he had set for me!

I dimly heard his words of praise, the "good boy", "suck it harder boy" and
"take that cock" spurred me on. My mouth was being raped and I really
wanted to please this new, strange man. He stroked his big cock back and
forth in my mouth with a slow, relentless rhythm as he commented on my
having a hard-on. I suddenly sensed that his prick was swelling even larger
in my mouth, he was getting ready to cum, he was going to cum in my
mouth. In the play I was acting out I knew I should resist. There wasn't
much time to panic as he sighed and blasted cum into my sucking mouth. I
swallowed and swallowed to keep from choking when he pulled out and sent
the last blast in my face, right up into my nose and eyes. My eyes were
watering and I was crying as he stuck it back in my mouth with the order to
suck it clean, I nursed on it until it was clean. He closed his robe, sat
down and began reading. I sat back on my haunches and caught my breath.

My new owners:

After we had rested for a bit he had me come over to his chair and curl up
on my knees in front of him. He opened his robe again and was slowly
stroking his cock as he talked. "That was pretty good boy, was that the
first cock you sucked? "Yes it was" I lied to keep in character. "From now
on you call me Sir or Master, boy you've just sucked me off and swallowed
my cum, your mine now, got it?" he said.

"Yes Sir." I stammered out thinking that I really did feel like a slave boy
now; this play acting was fun and fit right into my long time fantasies.

He continued talking breaking me out of my thoughts."I'll teach you what
you need to know but from now on you're a slave and you belong to me. When
I saw you looking at me I knew that you wanted to submit, well you'll get a
lot of chances to do that. If you let yourself go and only think about
serving your Master you'll learn to be a slave. It's your nature to submit
and serve. Get your face in my crotch and lick my balls while I talk to
you."

I guess I was a little slow because I received a crack on my ass with the
riding crop again just as I got my face into his crotch. I began tonguing
his big balls. "Use the flat of your tongue boy lick and clean your
Master's balls; lift them with your tongue, feel their weight. I see you're
hard again, I knew you'd make a good slave."

As I licked his crotch I thought about what he was saying, was I a natural
slave, was my role to be at my Master's feet like a prized puppy, I didn't
know yet but I was still licking a man's balls just as he had ordered me. I
slurped up and down his ball sack gently lifting them with my tongue. The
taste was a little musty but intoxicating. My wrists were still behind my
back so I was again quite helpless to do anything but what my Master
wanted; this was the first time that I thought of him as my Master. "You're
adequate as a ball licker, that's a good thing because you'll get a lot of
practice. It's time for you to give me another blow job now, I really like
getting my cock serviced and it's obvious that you're now a cocksucker. Go
to it my young cocksucker."

Master Rob lifted my face from his balls and stuffed his big cock into my
mouth as he said, "look me in the eye slave, I want to see your eyes as you
suck my prick. There is very little that's more satisfying than watching a
slave you own, humiliating himself as your slut. I want to stuff my cock
right down your throat now so take a deep breath boy." He couldn't mean
this could he, that impossibly long, thick prick would choke me. Just then
he grabbed my head and poked his cockhead into my throat opening. I was
choking and writhing on his cock like a fish on a hook as he held me in
place on his spike. It seemed like forever until he slowly withdrew his
cock.

He said softly, "There, there now boy I know it's tough the first time but
you'll get used to it, now breath deep kid, here it comes." I was again
choking and wriggling as he plunged into my throat.

He continued his litany in that soft, assertive voice, "I like the feeling
of your throat muscles as they contract and spasm it's kind of like a deep
and talented cunt. That's what you are you know, just a cunt with a
tongue."

He again pulled out, told me to breath and pressed it again into my
throat. As this was repeated my throat became very sore but the spasms
became less painful, I was getting used to this oral invasion; I could now
time my breathing to his trusts! I silently thanked Jared for giving me an
introduction to face-fucking; his smaller cock had at least opened my
throat a little.

Master Rob started to cum again just as I was taking a breath. His cum
erupted into the back of my throat. I am sure that master could feel me
swallow the gooey wad before he speared me on his jetting dick again. He
let two more searing spurts of cum rip straight down my throat before he
pulled his cockhead to my lips. I caught the next two squirts on my
tongue. He grasped his slimy cock in his hand and presented it to my
panting mouth. "Milk it slave, clean it up." I sucked and slurped on his
cum coated cock until it was spotless then Master fed his fingers into my
mouth to clean them up. I sucked greedily liking the taste of his cum. He
was right; I was his slave and had never been hotter than I was right now.

I was gasping and panting from the shear exertion of sucking the man I now
thought of as my Master off, it didn't feel like role playing; it felt
real.

It only took a touch of his hand on my head to bring me back to reality as
he spoke, "From now on you need to keep your mind on the fact that I own
you just like you were my dog or pony. You'll be getting lots of practice
in cocksucking, I like to cum at least 5 or 6 times a day; all the club
guys take medicine to allow that. Your deep throating skills are pretty low
but it's what I want so I'm sure that you'll improve."

Master Rob once more directed me to his hard cock by grabbing my ears and
pushing past my lips. He suddenly pulled out and slapped my face as he
spoke; "look at you, my cock having it's way with your mouth and you are
loving it. Tell me you love it, tell me you love sucking my cock" he said."

Of course I answered for in truth I was enthralled by my assigned
cocksucking role, "Your cock feels so good in my mouth, I love feeling it
using my mouth as you wishe. It is so powerful, so big, the cock of a real
man. I love having the cock of a dominant man fucking my cocksucker
mouth. I love swallowing your sticky cum when I was on my knees. You are so
assertive that I feel totally helpless in front of you. I would do whatever
you said, whenever you said, wherever you said." I said.

He slapped my face again and shoved his cock back into my mouth. He must
have liked what I said because he began pumping like a madman and after 30
seconds he pulled his ever larger, cock out of my mouth. I kept my mouth
open and tongue out as he shot his load over my face. Some went in my mouth
but most went all over my face. He rubbed his jism over my face with his
still hard cock, shoving it back into my mouth to suck the last bit of cum
out of. I was a cum-slut and realized that this was exactly what I wanted.

Master patted my head like I was a mongrel puppy as I licked his sticky
cock clean. He finally pulled my face from his crotch as he spoke; "My wife
is meeting me at the rod and gun club down by the highway. Even though
you're very new as a slave I think I'll take you there. It'll be a chance
for you to serve with the other slaves."

There were other slaves, how deep was I getting myself into this, I
thought? I was apprehensive but oddly very anxious to get there!

I was soon on the back of Master's ATV wrapped in a sheet with my wrists
still chained behind me as he went up the hill to the rod and gun club. I
was taken off of the ATV and found myself inside of a large fenced yard
behind a wooden building. There were people around and I was embarrassed as
Master removed my sheet leaving me naked except for my chains.

Rob was talking to his cronies standing at an outdoor bar as we walked by;
"Yeah he's real new but I think he shows a little promise, we'll be
bringing him out after we train him a bit more."

Master Rob tied a rope to my wrist chain and led me like a prized pony into
the building. Inside it was dimly lit and I could barely see as he led me
through what I later found was a common area. We were soon inside of a
small apartment where I met his wife, Jan. She was a slightly plump Lady
with a very skimpy swim suit on.

"Jan, this is our new slave, what do you think?"

"He's just adorable Rob; look at his stiff little prick. I'm so glad we
have a male slave for a change, is he up to speed on his role here?" She
asked.

Rob laughed as he said; "Oh no we've barely begun but I think he's going to
make up in enthusiastic effort what he lacks in skill."

"I'm in the mood to get my cunt licked right now but I'm very involved in a
slave training seminar in the commons. Put a collar on him and let's let
him take his first training course there." Jan said.

I was a little confused as Master Rob fitted a leather collar around my
neck, it had two iron rings on the outside, saying. "You know that with
this collar on you're really a slave, you should begin thinking that your
slave collar is your symbol of submission."

They hooked a leash to one of the iron rings on the collar and led me into
the large, dimly lit, common room. We went to a corner with a little better
lighting and I could see that there were many other slaves, both male and
female with their Masters and Mistresses. In the front was a large, lush,
padded chair with stirrups on the end. I was surprised when my new
Mistress, Jan, climbed up into it. Master helped her into the stirrups as
she opened her robe. The bottom of the table was fallen away and everyone
had a perfect view of her pink, widely spread cunt. All the slaves were
called to the front so they could be taught how to shave their Mistresses
cunt.

A male voice said, "All right now slaves settle down, this is another class
to help you to be a more valuable slave to your owners."

He continued, "Today we're going to show you how to keep your Mistresses
cunt and ass smooth and clean shaven. We want a slave that's a bit
inexperienced to participate so if an owner could offer one I would
appreciate it."

Master Rob grabbed my leash and bought me to the front, saying."Here Sam
he's as new as you've ever seen. Let me unchain his hands for you."

It felt good to have my hands free but I didn't have a lot of time to think
about it as a large, older man said. "Ok son get on your knees in front of
her and watch me."

The instructor took some lather and spread it on the stubble covering her
soft, puffy cunt lips. He then began shaving her with a straight razor but
after a few strokes gave it to me. "Go ahead son just be very careful."

I was soon gently stroking the razor across her puffy, pink, pussy lips
when I was told to get to the little, short hairs on the inside of those
pretty cunt lips. I gingerly pulled the lips apart as I was told and
snipped the hairs off. The instructor then pressed a button and Mistresses
ass was raised and I could see her ass hole.

His tone was soft as he told me; "gently spread your Mistresses ass cheeks
now slave and shave off those little hairs, most men want their Ladies to
have a smooth, hairless asshole; it just looks better." I was scared as I
wielded the razor around her little rosebud.

I heard the instructor in the background just then; "Now's the best part
for the slave, we've found that slave-saliva is the very best after-shave
lotion, it's non allergic and has no sting so go to it son. Just slobber it
clean using the wide part of your tongue."

I couldn't believe it, I was to lick from cunt to asshole and in front of
so many other people! It was horrible and wonderful ass the humiliation
washed over me.

I tentatively stuck my tongue out between her ass cheeks and tasted her
wrinkled little ass bud. It was musky tasting but so-so incredibly erotic
to serve like this with an audience. I was hard as a rock as I cleaned her
entire crotch with my tongue. With her cunt spread as wide as this I could
really get deep into her. I swabbed her crotch out for what seemed like an
hour but I know that it was only 10 or so minutes. When Master Rob pulled
on my leash I gave her one last lick; it was certainly tasty; I was
surprised at how tasty.

Master laughed at has cock slut now finding cunt-lapping fun as he said,
"there's nothing that tastes like a cunt. Just wait Mikey until you swipe
your tongue into a freshly fucked cunt. You'll love the mixture of cum and
pussy juice."

How it's done, a view after a week:

My life in the Club revolved more and more around my submission. Jan and
Rob were my owners now in all senses of the word. In most cases my wrists
were cuffed to the iron rings on my collar; that allowed me to use my hands
to pleasure them but I absolutely could not reach my own cock so I was
always hot. Mistress Jan was very insistent on my subrogation; she never
missed a chance to remind me of my status. She would take me out into the
common area and have me perform like a trained pet. I began to relish this
humiliating, submissive role. I soon became familiar with every inch of
their bodies and what they liked. When they fucked I was what they called
the "fluff" boy. It was usually quite a ritual instead of just a quick
fuck.

The ritual would began with the two of them in the bathroom where my hands
were free and I washed them while they relaxed in the big Roman Bath. As it
had been explained in detail, my role was to excite and enhance their
pleasure. It was quite a treat for my hands to be free and while they
sipped wine and talked I used a soft cloth to wash them. Mistress stood and
I gently unfolded her cunt lips and washed the inside lips. When Master
stood I dried him with a towel finally falling to my knees in front of
them.  When they reclined on the couch I alternated between them sucking
and licking their crotches, essentially worshipping them.

There usually came a time when the Mistress wanted me on the floor on my
back. She mounted my face with her cunt and I licked her as she maneuvered
onto her knees and Master pressed his cock into her pussy. If you have
never had a cunt sitting on top of your mouth as its being fucked you
really can't understand just how wonderful it tastes as it heats up and the
combined fuck juices flow into your waiting mouth.

It's true, just as Master had told me; absolutely nothing tastes like
cunt. The musky smell with just a hint of piss was simply
intoxicating. After some strokes Master would always pull his dripping cock
out and present it to my mouth to clean. Their combined juice on his hard
cock tasted better than the finest wine. After Master came of course I
knelt in front of the lady and gently licked Master's cum off of her puffy
cunt lips before swabbing her inside with the flat of my tongue.

She liked to watch as my tongue took thick gobs of the sticky stuff and
took it into my mouth; I actually began making a little show of this as I
swished the jizm around with my eyes on hers. When she was as clean as if
she just left the shower I crawled to Master and began licking the sticky,
dried cum and cunt juice off of his semi-hard cock. Even though my hands
were free I wasn't allowed to touch either of them except with my
tongue. Their bodies were now as familiar to me as my own.

The only continuing disappointment was that no matter how I tried I still
gagged when Master chose to hold my head and fuck my mouth deep. I couldn't
help it and I was ashamed of my poor service. My training with Master Rob
still hadn't taught me how to conquer my gag reflex.

He finally told me, "You know that a good bottom-boy must be able to take a
cock right down to the balls, you put a lot of energy into your cocksucking
but you just haven't yet learned the knack. We're going away for a few days
and I think that we're going to consign you to the Club's master-trainer
while we're away; you're going to cocksucker school boy."

I was soon delivered to another cottage with a warning to obey the training
Master as I would my own Master and a hearty "make us proud boy."

Trained as a cock slut, advanced training: I was in a large, dimly lit room
that was dominated by a large leather chair that was positioned like a
throne right in the middle. A man was perched on it with a very young girl
at his feet; she looked to be about 17 or so and was dressed only in a
loose loincloth. The man was about 40 with very short hair just starting to
gray at the temples. He looked for all the world like a medieval monarch
but I instantly knew that this was my new trainer. I was apprehensive yet
excited as I entered the room and fell to my knees as I had been
instructed.

He said, "Ah so you're finally here boy, I've been expecting you. I know
your owner has explained that you need training to improve your cocksucking
skills but we'll spend a little time on just how we'll work together. Rob
has assured me that you want to master this skill so it will a fairly
friendly tutorial that I'll be giving you. It's not going to be easy on you
but in the end you'll be able to swallow any cock-meat you're sucking off
right down to the balls. As a slave you want to do what pleasures your
owners and you know your Master wants this, you'll learn."

As I listened I couldn't help noticing that the slave girl had been ever so
gently motioned away and we were now alone.

He continued, "I know that you need to learn to deep throat a cock but it
has been my experience that a slave must become as one with the cock he's
sucking; I know that sounds kind of Zen mixed with psychobabble but that's
the reality of it. Your bi-sexual so cocksucking is a very supreme form of
submission for you. There is not much that says I submit to a man as my
Master, the superior alpha male, better than being on your knees with your
face in his crotch eh. For this exercise let me free your hands, ok that's
better. Open my robe and look at my cock, look very closely at your real
Master. If you want to become proficient at servicing men's cocks you'll
have to be completely familiar with his crotch."

I was actually trembling as I looked at his prick; it was still soft and
about 7 inches long and a thicker piece of manmeat than I had ever
seen. The wide mushroom head was as big as a baby's fist with a slit mouth
that seemed to pulsate. I couldn't stop staring, thinking that there was no
way I could take a cock this size when it was hard, what was I to do now,
what had I gotten myself into?  I couldn't help noticing that his balls
were big, loose hanging and almost hairless.

He was speaking again; "A slave must try to become as familiar with his
owners body as he is with his own. Look at the piss slit, that's where your
protein will come from now on. Get your face into my balls and get used to
the man-smell."

As I nuzzled his balls while he spoke, I realized that he was right, it was
exciting. "OK my boy now it's time to see just how good you are, open your
mouth and I'll lay my cock on your tongue, let you get a little feel for
the cock you're going to serve."

With his cock just laying on my tongue, kneeling there with my mouth open I
couldn't believe the shear heft of his cockmeat, it felt like a thick
German sausage. I could feel its pulses thru those big veins and smell its
man-scent. There was a faint hint of piss smell. Oh, he was telling me to
suck on the head, I closed my mouth and felt that purple head fill my
mouth. I suckled on it like a babe on a teat. The taste wasn't unpleasant
and I felt I was doing a good job on my trainers cock even though my mouth
barely stretched around the big head.

He was talking to me, "Now take as much as you can, let's see how good you
are."

I felt the massive cock advancing inch by inch until I started
choking. "That was only 3 or so inches boy, you've got a lot to learn,
maybe it's time for a little demo huh."

The training Master led me into another room and I was surprised that the
little slave girl was on her knees just inside the door with her mouth open
and her hands behind her back. Master just patted her on the head like she
was a treasured pet saying "Well cunt I guess it's time for a refresher
course for you anyway, get up on the bench. Mikey we call this bench our
cocksucker facilitator; it usually breaks down a slaves fear and
inhibitions pretty quickly so they can concentrate on just pleasing their
Master."

I watched as the slave girl fairly scampered up and onto the bench. The
bench was a narrow, leather-covered affair with a lot of stuff, straps and
cuffs attached to it. The girl's Master busied himself strapping her in
with the leather cuffs until she couldn't move. He then manipulated the
controls until her head was positioned just in front of his crotch. I was
on my knees at eye level to his gigantic, dripping cock as he told me to
watch closely, watch and learn.

He slowly fed his cock into her mouth seeming to savor the feeling of power
and control as he filled her warm, wet mouth hole. I was mesmerized by the
utter degradation of the scene in front of me. This pretty young woman was
strapped down into a completely immobile position to be used exactly as her
Master wanted and she liked it. I was excited watching my close up of his
massive cock disappearing thru her lips. He slowly began fucking her mouth
taking deeper strokes each time he plunged in.

"I have to let her get used to my cocks size a little at a time, it's
better that way for the slut and honestly I enjoy watching her get used to
being plugged all over again," he explained.

The slow prodding stopped for a second though as I watched her eyes grow
wide when he punched through to her throat canal. He left it there a bit
before slowly stroking its length in and out deep into her gullet. I
couldn't believe it; this little girl was now using her throat as if it
were a cunt taking her Master's cock right to the balls, it was just
extraordinary. It took a while but eventually he pulled his cock, dripping
wet with saliva out of her mouth and laughed. "Look at her, she looks like
a catfish, she's still sucking after my cock is gone, now that's
dedication. It's your turn now boy, I hope I'm not wasting my time with
you." He quickly unfastened her and tethered the chain on her collar to a
steel ring on the wall in the outer room and pushed her to the floor, ready
for use whenever he wanted. It was just like a farmer would secure his
livestock I thought.

Now my turn: I remembered my last deep throat encounter with Rob just this
morning and it made me shudder to recall how inadequate I was on his much
smaller cock, what was I to do? I didn't really have much time to consider
that for he motioned me onto the table. This trainer was really solicitous
about my comfort as he began strapping me into position, I admit that as
silly as it sounds I was flattered by his concern that I be comfortable. I
suppose my gratitude was similar to a dog's reaction to being petted and
given a treat. When I was properly fastened I was actually scared, here I
was, helpless and unable to move. I sensed he was making adjustments to my
position until I was staring directly at that massive piece of cockmeat.

He was saying, "You're a very lucky boy that we're alone here, I always try
to break in a new cocksucker alone on a one to one basis. That way it's
more intimate and personal don't you think? The way I've placed you on the
cocksucker bench it's a nice clear shot straight into your gullet. I know
you're worried now but you'll be alright if you don't think about anything
but the cock that's going to invade your throat. You're helpless so there's
nothing you can do about it so I suggest that you concentrate on just
pleasuring your Master's cock; now since this is really your first time
were going to make sure you don't bite the cock that feeds you eh. Let me
put this in, open your mouth nice and wide."

Master busied himself fitting a hard-steel ring behind my teeth then I felt
it expand as he twisted a key in it. Now I was really scared. "This will
keep your jaw open boy, just in case you get the urge to bite down, believe
me this is better than my having your teeth removed and besides you don't
want to bite your owners cock, do you." If the purpose of this preamble
from Master was to relax me, it failed miserably; I was helpless and very
scared even as I knew I had a hardon.

He placed his cock on my tongue and just relaxed with it there. He slowly
began moving it forward until finally it filled my mouth. With my mouth
fixed open my jaws ached and I knew I had absolutely no choice or control
as he talked in a nice, soft voice to me, "That's nice slave just get used
to it being deep into your mouth. You know that the average mouth is 3 to 4
inches deep and my cock is 7 inches, it will soon be right into your throat
so get ready. You're going to have to concentrate on breathing to do this
but I'll be patient while you get used to it. A lot of Master's will just
shove a dildo into their cocksucker's mouth until eventually they tire and
either relax from exhaustion, then it easily goes in. I personally like
this softer, friendlier more intimate way where the cocksucker learns to
accommodate his Master's cock just because that's what the Master wants and
what the cocksucker needs."

I heard him as he slowly fucked my mouth right up to the opening to my
esophagus before withdrawing. His cock was very thick but I was beginning
to get used to its warm, fullness in my mouth. With my head leaned back I
could see Master's balls advancing towards my face. I have to admit I was
very hot to serve him.

He began to pull his cock out and pause for a few seconds with his cock
just laying on my tongue. I was slobbering with saliva flowing out of my
mouth like a faucet; I had a fleeting thought about never thinking of how
wet a face-fuck could be.

He laughed as he said, "One of the side effects of having your mouth pried
open is that your saliva glands are open and they flow like a river; don't
worry though I like a nice, wet suck. I'm going to push into your throat
now boy so take a breath and just swallow eh." He actually managed to sound
concerned as he warned me.

I gulped in air and managed a swallow as he pushed his cock into my
throat. Even though I was helpless and restrained I tried to wiggle and
move as I thought I was choking. Master pulled back and silently gave me a
chance to breath before advancing again past the tickling gag reflex at my
throat opening. "There's kind of a ritual to breaking in a cunt mouth you
know, doing it nice and slow usually makes the cocksucker really strive to
please, I know it's uncomfortable now but soon you'll be able to swallow
the biggest cock right into your belly without a thought. Here it comes
again boy." Master said softly.

He was now warning me as the thick cockhead entered my throat. I could
sense my throat muscles weakening as it again punched through. I was really
slobbering now but had to admit that I was getting used to this
invader. Master began a slow, steady fucking of my mouth just randomly
pushing into my throat so I didn't know when to expect my breath to be cut
off. I was no longer choking as I became aware of his balls resting on my
nose with his cock stationary in my throat opening. I felt his hand on my
throat as he stroked it with his cock as deep as possible; he said that he
could feel his cock by my Adam's apple.

"That's very nice Mikey; my cock feels great plugging your mouth. Listen to
yourself as you suck; that's the "cocksucker" sounds that a Master loves. A
noisy, wet suck-off proves that his cocksucker is giving his prick the
respect it's due."

I was astounded as I became aware of just how loud the swish-swish sounds
coming out of my mouth were. I hadn't been at all aware of how noisy a blow
job was. Yet another surprise for me.

Master was saying, "That's right boy your doing good. This is really no
different for me than breaking a pony you know; just be gentle yet
unrelenting does it. How does it feel to have your throat muscles massaging
my cock head, I think it feels great."

He slowly pulled his cock out while stroking my throat and face telling me
that he liked feeling his cock enter my throat tube. Was that all I was
now, just a pet like a pony to be trained? Inside my mouth, the head slid
down into the opening at the top of my throat. It wormed its way into the
very top of the esophagus. He reached out to put his hands on my head and
slowly pulled my face towards his groin. Nine, then all ten inches of cock
disappeared from view. Now the head of the cock was well down inside my
throat, pointing downwards, I'm sure my throat curve was showing a definite
bulge in my neck as it worked its way down. I was gagging for breath like a
man drowning.

In an odd way I was really proud that I could take this man's cock all the
way down to his balls, actually I was elated. My trainer slowly fucked my
mouth and I could now breath in air on his out-strokes.

"Well boy, you did it but don't get too cocky, pun intended, for you've
still got a lot to learn." Even though I couldn't close my lips I could
feel His cock was growing in my mouth and throat. I knew that he was close
to cumming. He pulled out and shot his cum all over my face. With my head
tilted like it was the thick stream of cum shot right up my nose causing me
to again gasp and choke on it. The trainer paid no attention to my
discomfort as he again fed his spent cock into my mouth telling me to clean
it up.

I used my tongue to lick and suck the sticky cum off of his prick. He was
gently stroking my cheeks again and commenting on how I was a natural slut
boy. "You know boy sometimes people think they are slaves but their only
playing. I actually think you're prime body-slave material. As a boy slave
you only have two holes to please with so you'll have to try harder, it
won't be easy for you. You still have a lot to learn."

He busied himself unstrapping my legs and wrists from the bench as he
continued talking. My mouth was still pried open and really ached as I
stood up. "No-no boy, on your knees, that's the natural place for you and
it's a measure of your respect for me. Here let me take the teeth ring out,
I bet you want that by now. In a while we'll see how you perform without
it. Myself I much more enjoy a slave using his mouth naturally to suck me
off. You know that a mouth has much more control than any cunt so a
talented cocksucker is a lot more fun than just plain fucking. I'm going to
enjoy training your mouth-cunt. I've got a training aid for you; it's just
like school eh, just like cocksucker's school."

I was sitting on my haunches now with my hands loose behind my back as
Master was putting something on my head, saying. "This is a special kind of
ball gag we've developed to get your throat used to the steady feel of
cock. You notice that the end of the rubber cock on it just touches your
throat opening, you'll get used to it's feel tickling your gullet."

I soon noticed that whenever I moved just right the tip of the rubber cock
brushed against my throat opening; the constant urge to gag was very hard
to ignore. "Don't worry, after a while you'll only feel natural with a cock
in your mouth. Your owners will be back in a couple of days and you still
have a lot to learn." My mouth felt truly stuffed and I had the feeling
that I better get used to it. At least I now knew my Master's (Rob and his
wife) were returning soon.

The end, my end!  The next day my trainer continued my training in
earnest. My balls were wrapped in thin leather strips and my leash was
attached to the cord.

"I bet now you'll follow me very close eh boy. We're having a guest today
so this is kinda like your debut." He said has he removed my cock-gag. I
had it in all night and had actually gotten used to it but it still felt
good to have it out; it was good but strangely my mouth felt empty.

I didn't really know what he meant by a guest then. It wasn't very long
until I was ordered to kneel in the corner, ready for our guest. I was
surprised when a tall, pretty woman of about 40 showed up. After some small
talk I was ordered to crawl over for an inspection. I know that I must have
looked very awkward; it's hard to move with your hands behind you. The lady
seemed very interested and asked if she could inspect me. I was soon told
to get on my feet. As I stood there like a docile puppy she walked around
me slowly groping me and commenting like I wasn't there. "He's not too bad
is he?  How's his service, has he been well trained?

Actually Jane he's just begun his training but I'm encouraged so far. I
don't know how good a cunt lapper he is but I think he's going to be a
premo cocksucker. It seems that he's naturally submissive, really getting
off on the shear joy of the act of submission. If you keep the humiliation
factor up I think he will do anything you want, a true slave, born as a
slave."

"Well we'll soon see eh" she said.

I was really surprised at how different being a slave in front of a female
guest I didn't know was. She cupped my balls and gently squeezed them as
she smiled at me. That made it doubly surprising when she slapped me across
the face still smiling. "You're to keep your eyes lowered unless your
Master tells you different. You're a slut pig and you have no right to look
at your betters unless ordered to. Do you understand boy? She asked.

"Yes Mistress, yes I do" I answered. I noticed that the my Master-trainer
just sat there smiling.

She then said, "I don't suppose that you think you know how to serve a
couple eh, well we will make sure that you learn. Understand that you're
nothing but another animal to use as far as we're concerned, like a kitten
or puppy. To us your mouth-cunt with a tongue is your best feature. You're
to keep quiet unless you're told to talk, we're simply not interested in
any opinions you might have. As I said you keep your eyes averted and
always fall to your knees with your hands behind you and your eyes lowered
when a Master or Mistress approaches you. You are never to refuse a
Master's order, never." "I see you've kept his wrists restrained, that's
good. Have you broken him to a phallus yet?"

"No I really haven't had the time and I'm not experienced enough to break a
suck-boy to a phallus; it would be interesting to watch you though."  "Ok
then, Get him dressed and we'll take him home to continue his training,
before were done he'll be as great a Ladies maid as he is a cocksucker. I
really don't even want to inspect him here."  I was dressed and put in the
back seat and driven to a house in town, boy it felt good to be without
handcuffs. I followed them into a large addition in back of the house. I
was very apprehensive.

After they had availed themselves of some wine they again returned to
me. "Well boy you'll now see the difference in how a Woman trains and
controls her slave. First, we must remove all your clothing. Give them to
me."

She used a key to open a small, wood-paneled locker while I sat on an
ottoman and took off my shoes and socks. Afterward I stood and unbuttoned
the rest of my garments, surrendering them to her until at last I wore only
under shorts. "Those, too," Mistress said, holding out her hand. Even after
what I had been through in the last few days with Master a flush of
embarrassment swept over me; I had been a naked cocksucker but somehow
being in front of a fully clothed Lady was different.

I hesitated. "Come on boy," she ordered. I put my thumbs inside the elastic
and slid the garment down past my knees to the floor and stepped out of
them. I was now totally naked in front of them. She smiled and let her eyes
wander over me, then put my shorts in the locker and turned the key. I
stood next to the ottoman and could tell that she was pleased with the
image of my ass globes in the mirror.

She opened a drawer and found the handcuffs. "Well slave I'm going follow
the tried and true training rules of our Club. I know it's difficult but
I'll be with you, coaching you, as you learn, turn around and give me your
left hand." I hesitated and then faced the mirror. She quickly handcuffed
my hands rather comfortably loose behind me, double locking the
ratchets. She turned me around, explaining in a firmer voice, "Now we want
you to spread those legs. You must remember to do it this way," she said to
her partner, Master, tapping my inner thigh. She urged my feet outward on
the warm carpet until my legs were spread unnaturally, stretching my thigh
muscles tightly. My genitals hung free and glaringly exposed. She moved her
hand over my ass globes, feeling and squeezing. This treatment made my
erection grow rapidly, to her satisfaction. "And remember never to speak
unless asked."

She returned to the drawer and withdrew a white hand-towel and a small tube
of clear jelly. She opened the towel and lay it on the table, put some
jelly on her fingers and carefully spread it over the head of my cock,
causing it to surge rigidly upward. She closed the tube and laid it on the
towel. I was so ashamed yet so excited by being handled like this. "I know
that you have participated in breaking a slave to the phallus." She carried
a small leather case and I wondered what it held. I saw her glance fall to
my genitals as she put the case down and walked slowly around me, circling
me like a cat would a trapped mouse, her eyes moving over my body from head
to toe. She continued her appraisal for what seemed like several, long
minutes. Finally asking my trainer, "Have you whipped him?" "No, he's new
and untrained, a beginner Jane." So that was my new Mistresses name. "I
certainly want to thank you for sharing a specimen with this much
promise. Of course I will have to examine him myself."

"Of course, "Shall we begin?"

"Oh Yes, please, let get on with it."

"Good." She sat down on the other ottoman. "Bring him closer." Master took
my elbow and walked me in front of Mistress Jane, my erect penis had to be
at her eye level, and again she tapped the inside of my thighs with the
riding crop, I spread my legs wide and nervously pulled against the
handcuffs, breathing faster. "When you're finished here," Mistress Jane
addressed me directly, "you will have become a trained, sexual slave in
every respect. You will be a prize for your owner, rather than just another
clumsy submissive." She looked at Master, "Has he been sized?"

"No, but is it necessary, so soon?"  "Oh yes, we must do it right
away. But, first." She idly ran her hand up my leg, beside the scrotum, my
balls tightened. Her fingers played with my testicles, one by one, moving
them up and down, feeling their shapes. I couldn't help it, I emitted a
small moan. Using both hands she spread my scrotum, testicles apart, and
examined them. She lifted my balls and looked behind them, feeling the
shaft at the base of the penis. Finally, with two fingers, she squeezed the
very tip of my cock, forcing out a clear drop. "Yes he is a remarkable
choice.

"It's time for us to finish. Bring me the case, please, and if either of
you have any questions as we go along, ask them." Master set the case in
front of Mistress Jane and asked, "How long must he be handcuffed?" "Only
until he learns not to touch his privates without our permission. Some
learn quicker than others. The training harness helps. I believe this will
do."

She chose a phallus from the case. It was a magnificent rubber dildo smooth
and veined like a real cock, with a ring attached to the base. "Bend him
over the ottoman and bring me the jelly," she said as my eyes widened.

 I was soon positioned with my legs spread, but my head down on the ottoman
and my buttocks raised sharply. I was quite conscious that my balls were
hanging down in full view of my Master and Mistress Jane. I could not see,
but only feel what they were doing to me. Mistress Jane squeezed some jelly
onto the tip of the cock like phallus. "Now just stand beside him and turn
his feet inward on the floor as much as possible then use both hands to
spread his ass cheeks."

Master complied and I felt his hands on my ass globes, pulling them apart
and exposing my asshole. My hole was now fully open and exposed. "But why
do you turn his toes inward, Jane?"

"It prevents him from pressing his buttocks together to resist the training
cock. Now watch carefully." The jellied tip of the cock-phallus felt
slippery to me as it touched the mouth of my ass hole.

"When you do this, tease the sphincter with the cock-instrument as I am
doing. It teaches his ass to grasp the tip and makes penetration
easier. You might also pull slightly on his scrotum, like this. It's
essential that this be done slowly and gently so he can absorb the full
measure of his humiliation and also learn to crave cock."  She took my
scrotum, above the testicles, and pulled gently down in a milking
motion. Again I couldn't help it and moaned loudly.

"This milking action relaxes the males and helps them learn to take a
cock. Now feel his cock. Is it very hard?"

Master reached underneath my stomach and felt my penis. It was
bone-hard. Another loud moan escaped my lips. Mistress Jane spread my
cheeks again. "If you looked at the end of his cock it would be red and
flared," Mistress Jane continued, still teasing my ass hole with the
cockhead of the phallus. "Relax and breath through your mouth, slave."

How could I relax!!!! I thought.

"Now when you push it in do it slowly, backing out slightly, then in again,
moving the shaft downward, this way," she demonstrated, as the tip
disappeared into my ass and the shaft followed. I felt like I was
hyper-ventilating taking deep breaths and gasping out air. She pushed it in
to the ring. "See how the sphincter widens easily around the shaft? He is
taking it well and this is just the right size training cock. We won't have
to find another size until he becomes used to this one."

Only the base of the phallus, and the attached ring, was visible. I was
still panting in short breaths, with my hips moving slightly, causing the
ring to Rob up and down a few inches.

"Yes, I see, Jane. May I try it once?"  "Of course, remove it slowly, take
your time, and you may do it again." Master took hold of the ring and
carefully withdrew the cock-phallus, pausing slightly as the head passed
through my anal opening and my cheeks quivered violently.

"Before you put in back in, straighten him up and check his cock, this is a
good way to find out if a submissive is just playacting or is a true
slave."

Master took my elbow and guided me to a standing position. My cock jutted
straight out, pointing slightly upward. "Ha-ha just look at that cock, he
likes this treatment just as I thought."

"That's why you do this slowly and deliberately so he understands just what
a slut he is. Now bend him over again."

Once more I was forced, head down, over the ottoman and my legs spread
apart, feet turned awkwardly in. Mistress Jane applied more jelly to the
cock-phallus and Master again parted my ass-cheeks. "That's right, Tease
the lips of his anus with the tip. Let the asshole nibble and learn to
reach for it like a trained horse takes the bit." And indeed as the tip of
the cock-phallus touched my asshole I could feel that the anal opening flex
and nibble like Mistress Jane had said. After a moment with Master's
fingers grasping the base he easily slid the shaft fully in provoking yet
another desperate gasp from me. "In time he will get used to the
cock-phallus. There is an alternate method of insertion that slave will now
show you, however."

Mistress Jane slowly removed the instrument. My buttocks quivered and
flexed as the shaft withdrew and I moaned again as the large phallic
cockhead passed through my ass opening.

"If you position the phallus below the anus you can force him to squat on
it, thereby inserting it himself." She held the shaft upright, beneath my
asshole, and then, grasping the top of my scrotum between her thumb and
forefinger, she pulled firmly down, obliging me to squat onto the
cock-phallus.

Again, it slid easily in up to the ring. She released her grip on my ball
sack and I was grateful for that. "I think a training harness will do for
now, and a leash. Then we can take a walk to observe his motion." "Do you
think he should be gagged?" "I don't know." Another long moan escaped from
my mouth.

"Perhaps it would be best since he has never been force-fucked before."

"I agree." Master said. She laced a ball gag around my lips and locked it
in place. Mistress Jane then opened a drawer in the small table and removed
a black leather harness composed of a belt and two thin straps, attached
with buckles. She fastened the belt around my waist and turned it so the
buckle was under my navel. The other two straps hung down together from the
small of my back and fell between the cheeks of my ass sliding through the
ring on the cock-phallus, spreading to each side of my scrotum where she
attached them to the belt near my hips. "Now stand him up and we'll collar
him."

Master then stood me upright and I guess I jumped slightly shaking my
harness. "See him prance? It's their way of fighting and testing the
cock-phallus. They all do it for awhile, until they learn that bucking the
cock is useless. The cock-phallus always wins.

" Mistress Jane then took a small leather collar no bigger than the circle
of a thumb and forefinger, with a small ring set in the leather opposite
the buckle, and sat herself on the ottoman. "Bring him here now facing me."

I was placed in front of her with my legs spread. I was breathing heavily
and tensing my buttocks until Mistress Jane stroked the inside of my leg,
saying "Easy boy. Easy now."  I was after all bigger and stronger than her,
but she was certainly in control. She skillfully lifted my balls and
slipped the collar behind and around both my scrotum and the base of my
penis, positioning the small ring at the front, on top of the collar. As
she tightened the collar I again groaned, panting noisily into the gag.
"Oh! Is he all right?" asked Master."

"Oh yes, don't be alarmed. New slaves often react strongly to the harness
and collar. He will settle down, just like a newly saddled pony. If not
there is always the crop."

At that, I moaned a little and struggled slightly against the
handcuffs. "Now bring me the leash and the real gag," Mistress Jane
instructed.

Master went to the drawer and found them, a long black leash and the
now-familiar leather cock gag. "Kneel," commanded Mistress Jane pushing
down on my shoulders. I fell awkwardly to my knees and swayed slightly. "I
won't tell you again, but I want those thighs spread, even when on your
knees," she reminded me. "Now open your mouth. Wider, Just suck on
this. Yes, all the way back."  She placed the gag with a soft, compressible
leather cock shaped device scented with musk and attached to a strap and
buckle, into my mouth. "It is a tongue suppressor and gag, both," she
explained, pulling the buckle snug behind my neck. "In time, the scent of
musk will arouse him." The strap covered my lips and completely silenced
all but my most intense moans. She stood me up again so that my erection
bobbed out in front of me completely giving me away.

She smiled to see me quickly spreading my legs to avoid the crop. She
uncoiled the leash, snapped it to the ring on the small collar around my
balls and handed it to Master, saying, "He should have knee hobbles." Then
Mistress Jane took two leather cuffs, joined by a short chain from the
drawer and buckled my legs together just above the knees.

"Now observe, when you lead him, he's hobbled so you can always keep a
slight tension on the leash. Break him to the leather-training phallus by
walking around. Perhaps tomorrow you can come over and exercise him outside
on the grounds."

Hobbled, I moved in quick little steps to obey commands from the leash as
Master pulled me forward across the room. "You will need this to keep his
attention," Mistress Jane said, handing Master a short, black leather
whip. "On occasion, smack his buttocks if he lags or balks. Later I will
show you the art of finer whipping to raise his responsiveness." Hobbled,
with the cock-phallus deep inside me, I really felt like the slave slut I
was in training to be.




























































My New World chapter#6,To serve the Club I was kept hobbled and restrained
as my trainers led me out on a leash. In their home I noticed that they
lived very comfortably and seemed devoted to a luxurious lifestyle. While I
was only a trainee to them they wasted no time in explaining just what my
status was. " Well slave look around, this is your new home for a
while. We'll be enjoying your service even as we are training you. When we
get finished you'll be a trained body slave." I was mesmerized by my
situation as I stood there in chains, head bowed, listening to my owners
describe how I would be their slave. My Mistress sat on a high, wide,
living room chair, opened her robe and spread her legs. Master roughly led
me to her and pushed me to my knees. "OK pig get a good look, before were
done you'll be more familiar with that crotch than with your own face." I
couldn't help salivating as I gazed on the beautiful, pink, hairless cunt
of my new trainer. "Get your nose up there and get used to my scent, it's a
perfume that you'll love, eau of crotch eh." Master sat on the chair edge
and watched me; the fact that I was being watched added a very erotic
aspect to my humiliation. The cunt had a musky odor with just a hint of
stale piss smell. I shuddered as Master grabbed one of my ears and led me
to those delicious, soft folds with the one word command "lick."  I was
soon lost in the act as I licked up and down her cunt slit using my tongue
to service her. I noticed that she had begun to gush cum juice; I lapped it
up like it was a fine, French sauce. "The pig looks good down there, how is
he doing? Pretty good, he has a nice, wide, long tongue. With a little
coaching he will be as good a cunt-lapper as he is a cocksucker. I want to
get fucked now, his tongue as put me in the mood." I was roughly pushed
away being told to watch as a man fucked a cunt. On the floor I watched as
Master approached with his enormous cock sticking out.  I was commanded to
wet the head so it could slide easily into her. I sucked and licked his
cock until he pushed me down on my back, she climbed on top with her cunt
at my mouth. He mounted her from the rear.

For the first time in my life, I had a close-up view of a cock fucking a
cunt. I was so close that I could hear the wet sucking sounds of her cunt
and felt the juices spray my face with each plunge. Master Don started to
tease her by slowly pulling his cock from her pussy until just the head
remained inside. Then he'd wait until she started whimpering for more
before shoving it back in as hard as he could. Each time she would moan
loudly. His cock was so thick it stretched her pussy lips far apart, and,
when he pulled out, her lips stuck to his shaft and stretched far from her
pubic mound. The sight of this was awesome. I was so hot.

As Master fucked Jane, she panted and gasped for air and made sounds that I
never heard before. Master fucked faster until, with a growl, he plunged
into the hilt, almost squeezing his tightened nut sack inside the cunt, as
well. I knew he was spraying his spunk inside her pussy now and I knew I
was seconds away from eating his leftovers. He had already told me I was to
be the "clean up" boy.

When Master Don pulled out his slimy meat, a long string of cum followed it
out and splashed on my face. I quickly attached my mouth to her gaping gash
and proceeded to suck out the warm scum. It tasted similar to what I had
sucked directly from his cock but somewhat sweeter. It slid like syrup down
my throat, along with Jane's own sauce. God, it was delicious! Jane then
sat up and a rush of sperm flowed out of her pussy and down my throat. He
must have shot a huge load deep into her!

After I cleaned everything out of her pussy, she raised her crotch off my
face and looked down at me with a smirk on her face. My face was drenched
with their juices. "Have fun down there?" she said and then giggled, it was
the first time she had smiled. She then told me to immediately go to work
on Don's semi-stiff rod. His dick was wet with mixed cum and pussy juice,
which I slowly licked up. I worked my way down to his balls and gently
lapped at each one, and his dick started swelling. I thought to myself,
"this is where I belong."

Don took me to the main area of the club the next day. What a revelation it
was, I didn't think such a place existed.  This was the day I was to visit
with them, Master laughingly referred to me as an interested observer as we
entered the compound. This was the first time in a week that I had clothes
on and it felt funny. The Club was situated in the middle of a 130-acre
plot. It had been built many years ago for the express purpose of being a
sex club. As we drove up I could see the brown, brick stucco walls that
enclosed the place. Master dialed in the key code and the gate opened for
us to walk in. We walked thru a dimly lit building and out into a large
pool patio. In addition to the pool there was a hot tub, palm trees, lounge
chairs and what looked like some small rooms in back of light curtains
waving in the soft breeze. It certainly wasn't difficult to tell who was
slave and who Master. All the slaves wore leather cuffs, collars and
leashes while the obvious Masters and Mistresses were in various stages of
dress with some naked and others fully clothed.

There was a small mahogany bar in the middle with comfortable bar stools
and Master Don sat down motioning me to the floor on the side of him. The
man next to us had a very young, pretty girl on her knees licking his
feet. "Hi Don, who's the mooch, a new slave boy?" "Yeah he's new all right,
I bought him here to observe, see if this is his scene. You know it's not
for everyone but I think he just might make a good slave, we'll soon see."
From my vantage point on the floor I tried to watch the action but I
couldn't see very well. Master Don noticed and motioned me to follow him. I
was soon in the middle of the compound where Master tied a rope around my
neck fastened to a steel ring in the floor. " Take a good look boy, see if
you can visualize yourself here. Don't worry no one will bother you without
the leather collar and cuffs that make you a full fledged slave, enjoy."

As I cringed on the ground I looked around, slaves were being used all
over. The majority were women but there were a few other guys. On my right
a Mistress was in a hammock like sling complete with stirrups and the
bottom cut out allowing very complete access to her cunt and ass. A slave
girl was using her tongue and slobbering up and down her crack from asshole
to fuck hole. Every once in a while a man on a recliner next to her would
stand up and stick his cock in her pussy. The little slave would move her
head and watch. When he finished he pulled out and she slurped his cock
clean before returning to her cunt-lapping task. In all this I was amazed
that the Masters seemed to be able to continuously cum, in great
quantities, at will. Then I remembered Master telling me on the way down
that they took a herb potion that allowed them to cum whenever they
wanted. Over to the other side it looked like there was an initiation of a
new slave beginning. There were two men training a slave girl of about 17
how to serve a cock. Her name was Laura and even though she, like all the
slaves sought out the humiliation and shame of slavery she was certainly
apprehensive. I imagined what this must be like for her.

"Now you just open up and take the head, little girl.  We'll start out real
slow while you get used to suckin', Ok?  Now first thing, just slide your
tongue around the head of my cock, get it good and wet before you get some
suction going."

"Yes, Sir" she said as she slowly opened her mouth and accepted the thick
cockhead.  The man's cock was drooling quite a lot of precum now and she
could certainly taste the salty tang of it as she ran her tongue over the
huge head.  The man sighed as slave Laura's hot mouth surrounded his hard
cock.  She had never tasted cum before but she figured if it wasn't any
worse than the taste of this mans precum then he would be ok.  "Take it you
fuckin' whore!!" The man said as he thrust his body up to her mouthcunt.

The slave took a quick deep breath in through her nose before the cock
slammed back into her mouth.  She couldn't think straight as the cock that
was now her universe fucked her mouth. The long, thick cock in her mouth
gagged her every time it slid down her throat.  Slave Laura didn't even
have time to panic as she dealt with this hard, horny Master using her
mouth as a cum-dump.  The swats to her ass were causing her to lurch
forward eager for the prick thrusting through her lips. She could also feel
the collar around her neck bite into her every time Master fucking her
mouth thrust into her face, a reminder of her status.  The clasp holding
her collar together was not giving at all, allowing her Trainer face-fucker
complete access now to her tight, spasming throat.  After a dozen fast
strokes into her throat the heavy breathing she heard turned to a loud
groan as the cock fucking her mouth hardened. Her eyes flew open as she
felt the large shaft go rock hard with a pulse working up to the tip.
Suddenly a shot of cum blasted out and coated the back of her throat, then
another and another until the slave girl's mouth was full of thick, hot cum
swimming around Master's hard cock.  The man kept thrusting into the
slave's mouth as he worked out every drop of cum from his swollen
balls. The taste of nut juice slammed into her senses as the slowly
thrusting cock finally started to shrink.  The man shuddered as he
reluctantly withdrew his cock from the slave's hot mouth.  He leaned down
to see her body jerking with the sensation of the cock leaving her mouth.

"Now you just swill that load around in your mouth, kid, get a good taste
of what you will be eating for the rest of your life, what you were born to
do.  And don't you even think about spitting it out!!  That is high quality
V.I.P. Master cum that is not to be wasted.  What do ya think cunt?  Taste
good?"

A tear slowly slid down Laura's face as her mouth held the thick load of
man cum.  The man smiled down at her.  "Open up, kid, lets see how much I
shot into your slut mouth!" The slave girl opened her mouth to show the man
a large, milky load pooled in her mouth.  Another hard thrust into her
mouth from his fuck stick caused a bit of cum to slip over her lower lip
and slide down her chin.

"Ah, ah, baby.  That is prime man sperm!  We wanna make sure you swallow it
all down!"  The man slowly slid his finger under her jerking chin to catch
the large drop of cum. "Here ya go kid, suck that off of my finger and
swallow down my load.  Ya need to make room for the next hard cock to make
a deposit."

She swallowed once, twice and then a third time trying to get all of the
thick, sticky cum down her throat.  She couldn't get it all down, it felt
like it was coating her mouth and throat. I knew that the taste of cum
would not go away from her senses soon!! "Good Girl." the man said as he
stood tall and zipped up his slacks.  "Now you enjoy that cum meal and
don't worry, I will send someone else over to fill that hot mouth of yours
in a few minutes.  From what I saw when I got here, this place was filling
up fast, there will be Masters over here one after the other.  You will be
eating a lot of man cum tonight, kid, but I will always remember that my
load was your first.  Later, kid." Slave Laura winced at the thought of
eating cum but did not have time to worry about it. The man who had
encouraged her by whipping her ass was standing in front of her.

There were more slaves that were tethered to floor rings or various devices
that positioned them for a Master's pleasure. I watched an older slave who
was fastened on her stomach over a wide, upholstered hassock. Her ankles
were spread wide so that her ass was spread wide and in position for any
man who wanted to fuck it. On the other side there was a red curtain that
kind of closed off a corner. I wondered what could possibly go on in there
given the sex being done out in the open. I sensed a presence and looked up
into Master Don's face. "Well I can see from your hard on that your excited
by all this. Look at me and tell me you want to continue or I'll take you
out of here." He was right I had to go on, I really did like this. "I want
to serve here Master, let me stay." I thought so boy, you're a natural
slave but as your Master I have to tell you that it won't be easy, you have
a lot to learn." He untied the rope that tethered me to the floor and
walked towards the red curtain in the corner with me scampering behind
him. I was soon festooned out with leather cuffs and a collar but stark
naked like all the rest of the slaves on site.

As we entered I noticed that it was dimly lit, so that was the reason for
the curtain. There were many slaves of both genders inside the room, which
appeared to be a rest room! As my eyes grew accustomed to the gloom I saw
just how strange a rest room this was. Master motioned to a slave girl
tethered to a freestanding urinal in the middle of the floor. She shuffled
to the back of it and stuck her head thru it. There was a hole molded into
it in the shape of a head that a slave could stick their head into! Master
opened his robe and took out his half hard cock. The other slaves were
watching with what I thought was envy as Master Don looked down at the
girl's face and slowly began to pee. I couldn't help it I sighed with the
shear eroticism of it. Master looked at me and asked if I thought I was
ready. "Do you think your really ready boy, want to take her place?"  I
nodded my head saying "yes Sir, please Sir." She reluctantly moved and
Master was solicitous about placing my face just so in the urinal. When he
walked around the front I took a second to wonder what I was in for, I was
so hot.

Don took his time standing in front of me with a half hard on just looking
at me. "Open your cunt mouth slave and lets see your eyes eh. Stick your
tongue out now, try to lick that drop of piss of my slit, a little taste
for you. Ah, good, now let me tell you how its going to be. I'll piss into
your mouth and your to hold it there, just like a piss bowl eh, until I
tell you to flush your mouth by swallowing. Its your first time so I'll go
slowly so you can get used to and savor your Master's piss."  I didn't have
time to reflect anymore as he shot a short stream into my open mouth. It
didn't taste half bad, very warm, salty and tangy with a musty pissy
smell. "Swallow my piss now boy, you're a star, all the other toilet mouths
are looking at you pissed off because their not getting it. Ha Ha pissed
off, no pun intended cunt." Once again he filled my mouth with the warm,
salty brew having me swallow on his command. I was as hot as I had ever
been with my face in a man's urinal. "Well pig, I guess we both know what
you are eh."

My New World chapter#7, Club Slave I had answered them that I wanted to
become one of their "club slaves" and serve the Master's and Mistresses
that would now own me as surely as if I was a new puppy for their
amusement. They were now in the process of fitting me up with my new slave
paraphernalia, an older slave woman was doing the work at a Master's
direction. Of course I was naked as she locked the leather cuffs on my
ankles and wrists. Master was continuing my instructions as she worked. "I
think you're a natural slave but even so there are rules that must be
adhered to. The Master's and Mistresses of our Club jointly own
you. Anytime one of your owners gives you an order you are to rush to carry
it out. After all they own you and your ultimate task is to please them.
Actually your only pleasure will be giving pleasure to your Masters. The
cuffs and collar are symbols of your servitude to be worn with pride. We
will of coarse continue with your training as a body slave as no slave can
ever be perfect. You will be whipped and humiliated as befits the mood of
your owners and of course your status as property. All slaves here are
equal as property and no slave is better than another unless we tell
you. You may have noticed that the owners are always horny and can
continually cum ,time after time. We have a herbal pill to accomplish
that. The secretions of your Master's and Mistresses are sacred and you are
to accept whatever is offered you taking care not to spill or swallow
without their instructions. We demand your total devotion to our pleasure."
I was proud of my acceptance as Master replaced my collar with one that had
heavy iron rings on it. I was now decked out like all the rest, naked with
only cuffs and a collar on. I was told that I must always keep my head
slightly bowed as befits a slave. A leash was fastened to my ring and I was
led out.

I learned that they called the big, outside lanai "the bullpen." It was
where all unassigned subs stayed. Master Rob was there and motioned me to
my knees in front of him. He opened his robe and I sucked his cock into my
mouth, he never paused in his conversation. It wasn't very long before he
began spurting his cum into my waiting mouth. My new life, what a life.


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