Date: Wed, 18 Nov 2015 19:29:21 -0500
From: dave stout <dodge1191@hotmail.com>
Subject: Canal Hike

CANAL-Hike Complete, chapters 1 and 2

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Canal Hike:

Chapter One, The beginning: I was determined to spend the next three weeks
hiking the canal trail in New York. I was twenty years old, in my second
year of college and kind of in a funk. I just didn't know where I fit in
the world and this solitude should clear my mind. What had started out as a
beautiful day was fast deteriorating into a serious rainstorm? There was a
mist in the air and the sky was fast turning black with clouds. I knew the
sky would soon open up with rain and there was no shelter anywhere
around. It was raining harder now and with a clap of thunder it poured. In
a matter of minutes I was drenched to the skin; it felt like someone was
throwing buckets of water at me. I saw through the torrents a small path
leading into the woods and thought, well just maybe it led to shelter. I
followed it for a while and could see a building in the distance.  As I got
closer I saw it was a log cabin with a large, wide porch on it, the only
thing I had seen within many miles. Soon I was standing under the porch
roof soaked to the skin when I heard, "come on in boy before you freeze in
those wet clothes. My name is Derek. The interior of the log cabin was
simple; it was mostly just one big room. Even the bathroom area was open in
the corner. There were large iron rings sticking out of the floor in places
and I couldn't figure out what they were for.

"Why don't you get out of those wet clothes, take a shower and dry
off. I'll get you something to wear while your stuff dries. I'll take my
shower when you're done. This room isn't finished for company yet but the
shower works." I felt funny undressing but I was so uncomfortable that I
had to do it. He just sat down and watched me over the top of his
magazine. The shower stall was conventional except for no walls so I had to
be careful not to splash. The water was hot and wonderful. When I came out
to dry off he was standing there in a robe to hand me a towel. I felt much
better as I turned the warm water off and finally stepped from the
stall. Amazing what a warm shower will do for you!

I dried off and reached for the clothes he had brought me. I was surprised
when I picked up the underwear and robe. The Underwear was bikini style and
a very sexy looking lilac color; it looked almost like my girlfriend's and
the robe only came to mid-thigh and was silk with a small ribbon to tie it
together. I hesitated but finally slipped the silky panty-like shorts up
over my crotch. The Flimsy silky material was almost transparent and my
cock and balls were pretty obvious. I put the robe on and stepped from the
room. As I moved I liked the silky feel of the bikinis as they caressed my
legs and the silk robe gently caressed my chest as I moved. I was actually
starting to get an erection. " He was waiting to take his shower and he was
standing nude except for his jockey shorts. I could not help but notice his
body. He had very little fat and a very flat stomach. He was certainly not
shy and as he turned toward me I saw his massive cock and balls move around
their cotton bulge and settle back in place. His cock was the thickest I
had seen in a long time and hung down like a large club just waiting to be
used. It was soft but I knew he would go eight or nine inches when
erect. Only in a XXX movie had I seen a piece of meat this big. I stood
looking at his equipment until finally he spoke.  "Mother Nature was good
to me and blessed me with more than average tools." I blushed as he caught
me staring.

"Alex, come here," he said, patting the bench next to him for me to sit.
"There's a problem that we need to work out."

I instantly became nervous. This seemed a little bit strange. But Derek
didn't look angry. What was going on? Was this a trap? Why did he want me
to sit next to him?

With my heart pounding, I cautiously went to sit next to him. "I won't
bite," Derek said, smiling that 15-megawatt smile of his. That removed all
doubt. I would have walked through a desert with no water just to see that
smile.

I sat down next to him, feeling the warmth from his body. This was the
closest I had gotten to a man. He put his arm around me and I felt the
strength of his grip.

"My problem, Alex," Derek said, "Is that I left my bitch back home when I
came up here to write and I have sexual needs. Many sexual needs." My face
was turning red. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"This is the problem," he said, and grabbed his crotch in one hand. A big
slab of meat was outlined in his shorts. "And this is the solution." He
caught me completely off guard. He grabbed my neck and pulled me down so
that my face was in his crotch, his hard dick pressing against my cheek.

I think back on that moment now as the moment when everything could have
changed. I could have said, "Fuck you. I'm NOT a cocksucker, what the hell
are you doing?" He might have even expected that. Instead, I hesitated. And
like all those who hesitate, I was lost.

After a few seconds of smelling crotch and feeling the heat from his cock
and feeling the wet stickiness forming on my cheek, I started to say in a
muffled, pathetic voice, "Derek, I'm not." and Derek started to laugh.

"You can try to protest, Alex, you can try. But right now, in this moment,
we both know what you are and what you need." His strong hands were rubbing
my face against his package.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I tried to say through mouthfuls
of his jockey shorts.

"Yes you do," Derek said. "And whether you admit it to me now or later when
my cock is in your ass or after you've eaten my cum or after I've loaned
you out to one of my friends for them to use your mouth and ass, you WILL
admit it. You need men, you need to service men. You need to suck cock and
eat cum and eat assholes and get fucked. You are what I call an Omega male
- the lowest man in the pack. You need Alpha males like me to put you in
your place and to show you the ultimate fulfillment of what you know
yourself to be. You need a man like me in your life to help you become what
you want to be: the server of men, the pleaser of men."

My drool now covered the entire crotch of his shorts. I could have said
something, should have said anything to protect my pride but I remained
speechless, controlled by this man.

"You may admit this in the form of a grunt when you suck my cock or a plea
for me to fuck you harder. We will both know exactly what it means, because
I had you pegged as a cocksucker from the second you walked through that
door all wet and shivering."

"All this talk has made me horny," Derek said. "Take my shorts off but
don't you dare suck my cock yet."

I could have denied anything up to this point, this man had coerced me, I
didn't know what he meant, we were just fooling around. But this,
voluntarily taking his shorts off would mean that he was right about
everything, would be part of the admission he was looking for. My
hesitation was as short as a heartbeat, and then his shorts were off.

"Good little cocksucker," he said, and I could tell he was smirking. "Now
smell right here." He pointed to where his leg met his crotch. "I want you
to remember that smell; it's one that you're going to know quite well very
soon. It's the smell of the man who lords it over you, the man who controls
you, and the man who knows what you want more than you do sometimes, your
Master. Do you understand?" I inhaled deeply, and was rewarded with a heady
smell, like all the best parts of a men's locker room, and like a room
smells after sex. It was distinct to Master Derek, and I knew I would
always associate this smell with the man who now surely controlled me.

"Good, cocksucker," Derek almost purred. "Now strip and get on your
knees. You should get very familiar with this position, too."

I did as he ordered, and he stood over me. Standing tall and nude Derek
looked more spectacular than even I had thought. A beautiful man's face on
top of a man's body, broad shoulders, meaty pecs, defined abs which came
down in a V which pointed all of my attention to his crotch and the bulging
package there.

"My first wish is to give you something, which symbolizes your devotion to
me.  You will wear this, whenever we are together.  Got that?", he glared
into my eyes.  Again, all I could say was, "Yes sir." He produced a black
leather dog type collar and a chain leash that was attached.  "On your
knees, now."  I fell to my knees, and he put the collar around my neck,
snapping the three fasteners, making it snug enough that I knew it was
there, and yet, not cutting off the air flow in my throat.

"Now, you are my whore, my slut, and my bitch, to use, as I want.  Tell me
what you are."  Well, I was taken aback, just a little, and didn't answer
quickly enough for his liking, and he screamed at me, "Well, tell me what
you are, slut."  He was right down in my face, glaring into my eyes,
holding the leash in his left hand, and pointing his finger inches from my
face.  I was afraid he was going to hit me, and cause me some real pain.  I
have to say, here, I am not a happy camper when it comes to pain. I'm a
wuss, a baby, a pussy, when pain is involved.  So, I quickly said, "I'm
your cocksucker, your bitch, your slave slut, and you can use me as you
want."  He retorted, "Tell me you want me to use you.  Tell me you are only
good for my pleasure.  Tell me you want to please me, no matter what."

 He was forcing me to tell him these things, to have me totally submit to
him. I could only say what he wanted; I had no choice, at that moment.
"Please Sir use me as you wish. I need to be used by such a strong powerful
man like you.  I want to please you anyway I can, I am here for your
pleasure, and only your pleasure."  I had no idea what I was getting myself
into, but, he had me where he wanted me, his power had been proven, with
just his words.

No force, really, just his demeanor, his voice, his manliness, his inward
strength, had transformed me into his willing slave.

"Now we're going to take this slowly," Kiss it, right above my cock. You'll
soon learn to worship every part of my body.You'll love my body, every
inch." I kissed his pubic patch, his curly hairs tickling my lips and
nose. His scent was strong here.

"Look at my cock, its now your Master." I could see the Veins that
crisscrossed his big and thick cock. Numbers about its length and girth do
not do justice to the power, weight and sheer masculinity of his cock. It
was the true embodiment of manhood. My hunger to touch and taste it now
became foremost in my mind.

Above me, he started to chuckle. "You are not the first boy to have that
look on your face when you've seen my cock with your mouth
watering. Swallow, bitch. You're about to drool."

"Kiss the head," Derek said. I reached up to touch it. "DO NOT touch it."
He barked. "Use Only your lips. Kiss my cock."

I did as he told, my hands coming to rest on his furry thighs. I kissed
just the tip, and his cock jumped. My own cock jumped; he liked this. As my
lips pulled back, and string of precum from his cock followed, stretching
between us, connecting me to Derek.

Derek's smile was more reward than I could have expected. His grin became
his face, and I felt his cock throb, leaving a spot of precum on my chin.

"You and I are going to get along very well slave boy," he said. "Now, my
balls."  They had a light sprinkling of hair on them, and one hung lower
than the other.

He lifted his hard cock out of my face. "Suck them, both at the same
time. I want to see you struggle to get them in your mouth."

I licked his balls, knowing that his cum and my reward was inside. I
covered my teeth with my lips and gently put his first nut in my mouth,
filling it almost completely. As I tried to get his second nut in my mouth,
my teeth scraped against his ballsac. He winced and raised his hand as if
to hit me, anger flaring in his eyes.

"Treat them better, or you will pay, bitch," he said, his voice laced with
anger and warning. Finally, I was able to get his second ball in my mouth,
my cheeks puffing out obscenely. I had to breathe through my nose. Derek
groaned, his eyes closed, and his hand dropped to his side, his pleasure
obvious. He dropped his hard cock and it slapped me in the forehead,
leaving a trail of precum in my hair. I stared at his gorgeous face past
his cock.

"This is the way the world should be," he said. "My balls in a cocksucker's
mouth and both of us looking forward to a blowjob."

"Now I will tell you about the contract we are forming, you and I. This
cock," he said, lifting his dick up and letting it smack down on my face,
"Is now your responsibility. Any time I want to cum, you will be there to
make it happen. Any time I feel like sticking my cock in a hot mouth or
ass, it will be yours that it will fill, unless I chose another convenient
hole, or unless you don't deserve my cock at that time. You will know my
schedule and my cock's schedule. Any time you receive a hint from me, you
will respond to where I am and you will service me how I want. I know cock
hounds like you need to get off sometimes to keep the interest up, and I
will let you beat your pathetic meat sometimes. But your wants and your
cock will never get in the way of me getting what I want. If you violate
these conditions, you may never get to touch this cock or me again. That
should be a worse punishment than anything else I can think of. Are we
clear?" I nodded my head up and down carefully, making sure not to yank on
his balls too much.

"Good, cocksucker. To think that I was lucky enough to get a cocksucking
visitor like you." He pulled my mouth off of his balls. "Enough foreplay."
He jammed my still-open mouth down on his cock, all the way down so that my
nose hit his pubes and I had to concentrate to not gag on the huge cock now
filling my mouth and throat. I could feel Derek groan as he held my head
tight against his body.

"I appreciate the value of a good cocksucker, and I can tell you're one
already." I tried to pull off his cock to say something. I tried to pull
off of Master's cock, but his strong arms held me fast.

"Not so fast, bitch," he snarled. What some guys don't understand is that,
while you're a whore, you're a valuable whore. Guys like me need guys like
you to get our rocks off. Some are too quick to judge. I might let others
use you also. We'll see."

Master Derek was now bobbing my head up and down on his cock, from head to
base. I gagged once, but Derek pressed on. He was using my mouth to
masturbate.

"What you also don't yet understand is that for some of you slave boys, the
ass is the real prize. Lots of guys will suck a cock, but I bet that you
eat ass real nice. My ass needs eating almost as often as my cock needs
sucking, so you're in luck, bitch. You're going to have to earn a chance to
taste my ass, slave."

"You're already almost as good as the cocksucker I had at home," Derek
said, and my ears perked up. "It took me four years to train him to suck
cock this good. You must have had a lot of practice servicing real men's
cocks." I wondered who this guy was whom Derek had trained as I slobered up
and down on his cock. That must have been how he knew what I needed so
well; he had found another guy to service him in his home town, away from
his cabin. Where was that guy now, I wondered.

I had little time to wonder, as Master's cock was demanding all of my
attention. I ran my hands slowly up his legs until I was grabbing his
perfect ass cheeks in my hand. They were covered with a little bit of hair,
not too much and very fine, with more in the crack of his ass. He had been
right about that at this time I really did want to taste his ass more than
anything else on his body, with the possible exception of his cum. I guess
I was meant to be a slave, I certainly felt like one.

Master Derek's cock began expanding in my mouth, and his breathing became
faster. "I'm about to cum, slave boy," he said, "But you are not going to
eat it just yet. When I tell you to, you pull your cock sucking mouth off
of my cock, and you are going to catch all of my cum on your face. Are we
clear?" I nodded my mouth yes around a throatful of cock.

His cock got impossibly large in my mouth, and I feared for a moment that I
wouldn't be able to take it out of my mouth when the time came.

"Here it comes, bitch, catch it all!" he moaned. I pulled off quickly but
left my face at the head of his dick, forming a target for his spunk.  His
first blast squirted hard into my forehead and ran down into my eye. Derek
bucked wildly but I kept my face right there. He was beautiful as he came,
the embodiment of masculinity, the muscles all up and down his torso
thrashing as he brought himself off, his head thrown back, and the grunts
from his gut as he shot his hot load onto my face and lips.

All too quickly, he was done. His hand slowed down and then stopped jacking
his beautiful cock. He walked away towards the bed and knelt on the edge of
the bed, his ass towards me, and I got my first look at his ass in the
flesh, unobstructed by any clothing. Perfectly symmetrical, the crack
darkened by a light smattering of hair, his ass was porn star quality, and
I wanted to bury my face in the crevice for about four days.

He got on all fours and looked at me through his legs. His ass, balls, and
dangling cock were all visible, a picture burned forever into my memory.

"Come here, you slave bitch," he said, his voice deeper and more relaxed
after cumming. "Come here and bring those cummy lips." I waddled over,
still on my knees, wondering what the hell he had in store for me next.

"Smear your cummy face on my ass slut. I'm gonna give you a treat you'll
never forget." I opened my hands and wiped my face on his ass; into that
dark crack of his. I was amazed at the heat I felt from his hole.

"Eat, slave ," he said. "I know you want it. Eat my cum, lick my
asshole. Eat a real man's cum from his hole. The smell and the taste of his
ass and his cum mingled. He smelled of mansex and cum and everything that
makes a man a man. After one lick of his hole covered with cum, I was
hooked. His juices were still on my face, in my mouth and up my nose. I
came from the shear eroticism of licking his cum from his ass.

"Yeah!" Derek shouted. " you cocksucking whore. this ass which you are
going to worship every morning and every night, and you do what I tell you,
bitch."

I cleaned up his ass and back and balls, savoring the slimy juices. Master
got tired of being on all fours and lay down on his bed with me worshipping
that perfect ass and eating cum. When I was done, I kissed each of his ass
cheeks one last time, and started to walk to my bed. Derek sat up and
patted the spot beside him on his bed. "Come here," he commanded, and there
was no hesitation from me this time.

I sat next to him, and he looked at me. "You did well boy" he said, and
then he did something, which surprised me more than anything he had done
tonight. He patted my head like I was a favorite dog and motioned me to sit
at his feet.

 "I think its time for me to tell you where you stand boy so listen up. To
me you're nothing more than a hole to stuff my cock in. Women have three
holes while you have only two so you'll have to make up for it with
enthusiasm. Make no mistake about it as my slave your only job will be to
please me. Your natural condition will be to have a mouthful of cock. If I
want my ass licked you will stick out your tongue, my piss will be your
favorite drink. I'm not gay but as an Alpha male I do appreciate having a
natural cocksucker slobber all over my cock whenever I want. It's your
choice boy, do you want to serve me or continue your hike on the canal
path? Answer me pig"

"I want to serve you Sir, to be your slave" I answered. "You realize that
once you've agreed to be my slave your training commences and your mine. I
want you naked in most cases but sometimes you'll have a jock strap on. Go
get that bag over there and start putting on your slave leathers." In the
bag I took out leather wrist and ankle cuffs that had iron rings sown into
them, they strapped on tight and locked in place. When I took out the
collar Master stood up and began locking it on my neck. "Once this collar
is on you're my official body slave boy." I was flushed and hard as he
locked it into place and Master noticed and laughed at my predicament. He
put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to my knees.

Then, quickly, he grabbed the hair on top of my head.  I gave a short gasp,
but I did not resist. He moved my face into the crotch of his legs.  I felt
the roughness of his under short material rubbing my nose and my lips.  I
also felt his bulge beneath the cloth of his shorts and it was beginning to
grow.  Then he leaned over moving his hands down my back, pinched my butt,
kneading the cheeks.  I heard someone moan then I realized that someone was
me!

Master pulled my hair back forcing my head back until my eyes were again
looking up into his.  He said, "This is what you want."  It was a statement
more than a question.

I heard myself say, "What you want is what I want, Sir."

He laughed at that and said, "Good answer, slave."  My mind winced at that
word, but I knew it was now an accurate description.

He continued.  "When we are in private you will call me 'Sir' or
'Master'. Understood?"

I paused.  "Understood?" he demanded.

"Y-Y-Yes, Master."

"Good. Now open your mouth."

I obediently opened my mouth.  He leaned over and spit into my mouth.  I
instinctively recoiled. My eyes widened in shock as I tried to move away
from him, but his hand in my hair forced me back close to him.

"What was that?" he asked.  "You must learn to do what I want without
question, without hesitation, without resistance.  It is what I need.  It
is what you need."

"Yes, Master." I said quickly.  "I'm sorry."

"Open your mouth."

I opened my mouth.  My mind reeling, He leaned over again and again spit in
my mouth.  This time I did not react.  He spat again.  I lost myself gazing
into his eyes. He smiled widely.

"Good.  Very good.  You may swallow, bitch."

Knowing it would please him, I pushed his spit back up to my lips before I
let it slide back down my throat.  When he saw that, he gave a low, almost
animal, growl. Then he ordered me to open my mouth again and he pushed his
finger into my mouth.  I sucked his finger.  Then I relaxed my jaw so he
could probe my mouth without resistance.  We stayed this way for a few
minutes -- slave slut's mouth plundered by Master's finger.

When he had enough, he stood above me again.  Still holding my hair in his
powerful hand, but looser now.  He knew that he didn't have to be rough
with me.

"I will need for you to prepare yourself," he said.  "Go into the
bathroom. There you will find everything you need.  When you return I want
you to be clean and I don't want there to be any hair on your body except
your arms and head.  Understand?" "Yes, Master."

I started to rise, but he said, "Crawl.  When you are with me you will do
everything kneeling or crawling unless I give you instructions otherwise."

So I turned and put my hands on the floor.  I looked back at him.  He gave
a laugh and popped me on the butt with his open hand.  "Get going," he
said.

In the bathroom area, I found shaving cream, razors, electric shears, an
enema bag, scented oils and lubricant, which I assumed was for my anus.  He
was right. Everything I needed was there.  I was suddenly afraid.  I knew
that he would want my butt to be clean, but I had never had anything in my
ass before.  Not even an enema nozzle.  Putting those thoughts aside, I set
to work mindful of the fact that since the bathroom was open he was
watching me.

First, I used the electric shears to trim all the hair down to a stubble
from under my arms, on my chest and stomach, around my pubic area, my legs,
and my butt.  Then I used the razors to shave it all clean.  Then, with a
sigh, I decided that it would be best to do the enema before taking a
shower. I figured out how the bag worked and inserted the nozzle gently
into my ass.  I gave myself several enemas to make sure I was very clean.
Then I bathed and put the scented oil around my bare pubes.  Finally, I
liberally applied the other lubricant to my anus -- working as much of it
as possible up into my ass .I thought that I was ready.

I got on my knees and opened the door to the bathroom and then I crawled
into the living room. Master was in the kitchen. When I came in, he looked
over the bar separating the kitchen from the living room and said, " Ah my
slave returns.  It took you long enough, but it looks like you did a good
job."

Then he said, "Stand up.  Turn around.  Let me look at you."

I did as he ordered.

As I stood with my back to him, he said, "Now look back at me and bend
over. Show me your ass."

I did so, and he come up behind me caressing my ass with his big strong
hands as I watched.  Then he positioned his groin so that the bulge in his
shorts was between my ass cheeks and placing his hands on my hips pulled me
back into him. He ground his groin into me and I could feel the hardness of
his penis separating my cheeks.  I could feel the power in his big body and
I knew that I wanted him to use me for his pleasure.

He moved one hand back between my cheeks and, suddenly, I felt one of his
thick fingers slide into my anus. "Unnhhh!", I gasped.

"I guess you're a virgin?" I nodded.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle," he laughed at his irony.

I looked back into his eyes, "It doesn't matter.  Whatever pleases you,
Master."

I was gratified to see the look of surprise and the glimmer of lust in his
eyes.

"You are a submissive little cocksucker and I do like that."  Then he
pushed his finger farther into my ass and began working it back and forth,
in and out.

I concentrated on relaxing.  I just wanted to let him open me up as much as
possible. Then he pulled his finger from my asshole.

"Turn around and kneel in front of me," he commanded. When I was in
position, he grabbed my hair with one hand and turned my head up to him.
"Open your mouth."  I did as I was told, and he stuck his finger in my
mouth. "Suck it," he said. "Do you like the taste of your ass?"

"Hmmm-mmm."

He straightened up and opened his under pants.  He pulled out his huge cock
and let it fall on my open mouth.  It wasn't completely hard, yet, but its
size was still impressive.  I could see a bead of pre-cum at the tip.  I
started to close my mouth around his penis, but he said, "No!  Not yet.
Keep your mouth open."  Then he began slowly moving his hips, which made
his penis move back and forth over my face and in my mouth.  He kept this
up for a while then he positioned his prick over my waiting mouth and
pushed it in a little way.  Then he put his hand in my hair again so that
he could control the movement of my head.  He pushed his cock in a little
farther and as the tip approached the back of my throat I instinctively
moved my hands up to push against his hips.

"No!" he commanded.  "Put your hands behind you.  I will control
everything." Then he reached out and fastened the rings on my wrist cuffs
together locking my wrists behind my back. "You will find that when your
constrained and helpless like this it frees your mind to concentrate on
serving me. A born slave like you will quickly learn that he is free to
serve his owner when he is cuffed and helpless. You'll be much better
focused on your Master's body. After awhile you'll find that the taste of a
man's cum on your tongue is your natural state."

I immediately moved my arms behind my back, testing the bonds and opened my
mouth a little wider to give him no doubt that I knew who was in control.

I saw the look of utter lust in his eyes as he breathed, "Yeah.  That's
good. You are a good little pig."

His cock was getting harder and longer and wider now.  He used his hand to
pull my head back and forth on his cock.  He began by pulling me forward so
that the tip of his big long, thick cock was just teasingly at the back of
my throat.  Then he would pull my head back.  Slowly he began lengthening
the stroke bringing me closer to gagging.  He began going a little faster
making me gag just a little on each in stroke. It was very strange and
erotic to be used like a fuck hole without any control.

"I'm going to fuck your cunt-mouth and shove this big headed cock down your
slave throat.  Just relax and enjoy it," he said.

At this point, it was almost as though I left my body.  I was a spectator
at my own violation. Master did what he said.  He fucked my throat.  I
would still gag, occasionally, as he pushed my face down on his cock, but I
realized that, even so, I enjoyed the feeling and I knew he did. I relaxed
my throat and I could feel the girth of his turgid penis widening my
esophagus and his balls slapping my chin. I looked up into his eyes and
wondered at my own depravity.

I don't know how long we continued this way. I completely lost track of
everything except the pleasure of pleasing my owner. Then he pulled his
cock out of my dripping, willing mouth.

"Suck and lick my balls, boy."

I quickly did as he commanded.  I lovingly took each ball into my mouth and
worshipped them as though they were my own.

"Ohhh, God.  That feels good." he moaned.  Then he said, "Turn around. Get
on your stomach and put your cunt-ass up in the air."

Then he left the room.  When he came back he was naked and was carrying
something in his hands. It was a short riding crop.  He opened the bottle
of lube and slapped the crop against his hand. The loud crack startled me.

He stood in front of me where I was lying prostrate on the floor with my
butt Sticking up in the air.  "Lick my feet.  Stick your tongue between my
toes. Give them a good cleaning."  While I complied, he drizzled the
lubricant all over my butt and asshole. I licked and sucked at his sweaty
toes as he swatted my ass cheeks with the crop. I felt his thumb enter my
ass.

"Stop," he commanded. He slowly pulled his thumb out of my dilated ass, and
then moved behind me. He spit again and rubbed it around the edge of my
hole.

"I'm about to change you forever," Derek said, and the head of his cock was
inside of me. I gasped and squirmed, trying momentarily to get away, but
Master Derek had anticipated that. One hand held the hair and my head was
pulled painfully as I tried to get away. The other hand held my hip,
preventing any involuntary movement of my ass away from his cock. With my
hands behind me I felt every bit the slave boy.

 He knew I was in my place, giving in, to his every whim, earlier, sucking
off, and swallowing four loads of his cum, eating ass, and swallowing piss,
just so I could have my master have it's way with me.  "You are pathetic,
you pig.  Look at yourself, just kneeling there, waiting, begging for my
cock to use you.  Only a natural slave would let that happen. Only a born
cocksucker would want it to happen, just like you."

 "I'm going to fuck your ass pussy, tonight, boy, and you're going to want
more, beg me for more.  Once I've taken that ass cheery of yours, you're
going to want your master's cock to be inside you, all the time, filling
you with it' s power and strength."

"That pussy hole and mouth of yours are going to want their master all the
time.  I'm going to impregnate you with my juice, making my mark on your
bowels, forever. You will live to be my cunt boy, my slut, my bitch,
craving my cock, anytime, and all the time.  Do you understand me?"

"Oh, please sir, I need your hard cock inside my ass cunt.  I need to feel
it's power inside me, it's cum, the juice of the Gods.  I'll do whatever
you ask if you'll do that, if you'll fill me up.  You can do that anytime
you want, taking your bitch, and fucking me, using me for your pleasure."

I had stooped to the lowest form a man could possibly go-----begging for a
man's cock to be inside me, to be used by him, whenever he wanted, to be
his cunt, his pussy, his whore, his cum receptacle, his boy, to be had at
his beck and call.  His grin made my knees go weak, as he looked down at
his subject, knowing he has found a perfect specimen for his using.  From
my view, I was also very happy, deep inside, to know I had found a master
to make me HIS, allowing myself to totally be subjected to his desires and
wants. "Your on all fours.  Bitches get fucked from behind, like the lowly
dogs they are.  I'm going to fuck you good, tonight."

 I did as instructed, waiting on my hands and knees, and pointing my
hairless pucker at him, waiting for his entrance to my soul.  I didn't have
to wait long, as he applied some lube to his very hard cock, and put it at
the entrance to my deepest hole.

He grabbed my hips, letting me know it was coming, and pushed in, feeling
my ass lips surround the head of his shaft.  I grunted with force of his
thrust, and felt the pain. What pain I did feel, was overcome by the
knowledge that he was going to go deeper and deeper inside my canal.  He
moaned just a bit, and started to slide in, more and more, very slowly
until finally his pubes were tickling my pussy cheeks.  He held it there,
for what seemed like hours, just ever so slowly rotating his hips, making
me completely aware of his control of the situation. It was like he was
letting it soak as I became accustomed to being stuffed with cock. He was
being gentle with me, breaking me in for steady ass fucking.

 "Nice tight ass.  MMMMMMMMM, you were meant to be fucked weren't you? You
have known all along that my cock was meant to be buried inside your
asshole, didn't you?  Yes, you're sure a pussy boy, at heart, letting me
just stick it to you, like this, begging me.......he he.  This big thick
weapon is going to make you into my very own slut."

His words were totally true.  I was meant to be a bottom, in the most
sincerest, sense of the word.  Now I'm only happy when a cock is in me,
filling my bowels, or mouth with the salty essence of mankind.  With that,
he started to make his words come even more true, as he started to fuck me,
slowly, deliberately, in a rhythm that was as close to heaven that is
humanly attainable.  His movements were like a lovemaking idol, knowing
exactly how, when, how much, and where to move.  I did my best to move with
him, wanting more and more of his hardness to entirely take over my body.
My moans and his moans were almost simultaneous, as his pistoning increased
to a tempo that had me being pushed towards the wall. The shear force of
his thrusts had my head banging against the wallboard. All I could do, was
hope I didn't have bruises, but, in my blissful condition, I didn't
care. Master was a stud, a male fuck tool, bound and determined to deliver
his sticky seed to his bitch, so he was pounding away, caught up in the
adrenaline of the "fuck". And, I was his bitch, meeting his every thrust
with my own, so he would fill me with his precious fluid.

I can't tell you, or explain in words the feeling I get, when I'm being
"taken", in my ass.  I'm sure there are a few slaves out there that
understand what I was going thru.  That complete, total, full feeling, that
I get when my Master has himself buried up deep in side me, is one of
bliss, of wanton, of desire, of lust, of wholeness, of fulfillment, of
inward satisfaction, that is not even approachable from any other level.
If you can, put all of the good, no great things that have happened in your
life into one feeling, and that's the way I feel when Master is in me.  His
pace quickens, and I guess what's about to happen, and pray it will. I'm so
ready for his ejaculation, and yet, don't want his fucking to ever end.
But, I also know, there will be a lot more in the future, and that his
orgasm is not something that is debatable.  He WILL cum soon!  And soon is
now.... WOW, is all I can say, as his assault on my cunt completely stops,
and he unloads what seems like gallons of hot, slimy goo into my clenching
ass.

"I'm filling you up, bitch, giving you what you need...a nice load of my
spunk."  His movements slow down, but he's still fucking me with his hips.
The "slapping" sounds of hips meeting asscheeks have stopped, as his orgasm
ebbs.  He has been in the throws of his relief for a minute or so and
finally, slumps a bit, breathing heavily, in the aftermath.  My ass is all
wet and slimy now with is cum lubricating me even more.  The force of him
shooting is still etched in my memory, knowing I'll get a bunch more of
those.  I back up my hips to his crotch, rotating them just a little, to
let him know that I want him to stay inside me, and that I loved what just
happened. I hear a slight laugh, as he says, "Oh my, you do like to be
fucked don't you, my little cunt?"

 I moan, "Oh, yes, sir.  You make me feel wonderful.  Thank you."  I'm
thanking him for fucking me.... What a low thing to do.  I'm thanking him
for using me, for making me into a cock slave, a lowly fucktoy, and a cunt
for his pleasure.  Well, I guess that's me, and he knows it.  He is
softening, and slowly his slippery cock comes out of my well-used ass, with
a slight plop.  I feel empty but satisfied, scooting back to try to get him
inside me again.  Chuckling, he says, "See I told you you'd want more.  You
can't get enough can you?  Now turn around here, like a good pussy boy and
clean up your master, now."

Again, this was not a request but a demand.  He laid back on the bed,
spreading his legs, as I took his sticky, semi hard member into my mouth,
tasting his cum, and my ass.  I'm sucking my ass juice from his cock!!!!
That 's something no one does, do they?  The craziest part of the whole
thing is, that I'm getting an erection as I'm doing it. I'm beginning to
wonder what I WOULDN'T DO for him?  What else is there that's more
humiliating than eating your own ass fluid?  I guess I'll find out, huh?

In the next few days we settled into a life, a life of slavery for me and
privilege for Master Derek. I was usually restrained with my wrists cuffed
behind me. I had discovered that the complete lack of control definitely
improved my service to Master. He must have agreed for he mostly kept me
that way.



CHAPTER Two of Canal Hike: A body slave trains After three days I thought
that the sex would never stop, master was always horny and ready to use
me. Master was leaving on a trip and I wondered what would become of me. "I
have decided to have my buddy take care of you while I am gone. Of course
he will be able to continue your training eh. Your to obey him just as you
would me, understand?" "Yes Sir, I will obey him."  I dressed and was
driven away. Master was quiet throughout the short trip. It was a big house
with lots of trees, a fenced in back yard and an in ground pool.  Master
hooked a leash on my leather collar and led me into the house. It was
embarrassing to be led into a house where I knew no one by a leash. The
house was actually elegant inside with lots of skylights and thick, plush
rugs. I found myself in a large family room. It was dimly lit but I could
see that there was a man setting on a couch reading. "Ah Derek, your right
on time as always. I see you've brought the slave. It's very generous of
you to provide me a loaner while I am between slaves. Sit down and have a
drink before you go."

"Great, I'll make my own; now that you're here slave strip down so your new
Master can look you over." Wow, here I was stripping naked in front of a
stranger who was to be my new Master.

"How far have you gone with his training Derek. You know that I like my
slaves to be obedient and submissive in everything they do."

"Well Don I think you'll be pleased. He needs a lot more training but he
seems to be a natural slave. He learns quickly and is as eager as a new
puppy. Let me have him present for you."

"Get over here and present, slave." I fell to my knees with my ass high in
the air and my face in the rug. I sensed my Masters walking around me
talking as if I was just more inanimate furniture. "He does seem to be in
reasonably good shape but how is the service."

"As I've said he's eager but inexperienced. I think he honestly wants to be
a good slave but isn't really sure just how. I do know that he takes well
to instruction and punishments. As to his specifics, well I've really just
started so why don't you proceed like you might with any new slut. I look
forward to returning to see what you've done with him." I was admonished to
obey Master Don just as I would Derek.

We were soon alone and I stayed in my slave position while Master Don
finished his beer. "Well slave I think its time to tell you just what's in
store for you. Your Master Derek has consigned you to me for training so I
guess it's appropriate to let you know how I proceed with a new slave. You
see Derek and I decided that while you have promise as a body slave your
far too new to be considered as a trained slave. I often train new male and
female slaves for our club. As such I've developed a certain training
regimen that I employ. Make yourself comfortable at my feet while we talk."

Believe it or not I was kind of flattered to be able to get off my knees
and curl up on my haunches at Master's feet, it was almost like I was a
regular person again.

"I know you've been Derek's slave for a few days but believe me you have an
awful lot to learn. A good slave obeys without any thought except for his
Master's pleasure. That isn't easy, it takes a mindset that lets the slave
enter a mode where the slave's pleasure is only possible with his Master's
approval. In other words a slave must seek to serve his Master in all
possible ways."

"Now my own training ways will seek to bring you into the mental state
where your pleasure is in serving your owner. I will of course beat you,
sometimes only for the fun of it but the primary training will make you
understand what your doing and revel in the humiliation of your
slavery. Make no mistake about it you'll be performing tasks that are very
humiliating but if you let yourself go you'll find that the service will be
your reward. I tend to go very slow and in fact think that making a slave's
submission a kind of ritual is very helpful. As we go forward I will of
course stop and we can talk about your progress."

"The rules you'll live by are simple but very rigid. In almost all cases
you'll be kept naked since being naked like an animal reinforces your
status. You'll obviously be spending a lot of time on your owner's crotch;
in fact cock is going to be your favorite subject. Your mouth is in many
ways better than a pussy. You can easily control your lip pressure and
suction while using your tongue to swab all around. You'll find that your
owners will not be shy about giving you instructions and as I said I will
be sure that you fully understand just what your Master expects."

"It's time to begin so get back into position now." The sudden command
startled me but I scampered into position. All of a sudden I felt a loud
WHAPP and my ass exploded in pain as Master swatted my cheeks with a wide
leather belt. After about ten he abruptly stopped.  "Ok, boy , now it's
time for you to make your master's cock happy. All of this talk has me
hard, and horny.  Get over here on your knees and suck my cock!"  I crawled
over to where he was sitting, never taking my eyes off his half hard male
weapon. I could only hope to be able to drink his sweet cum, today, I knew
from Master Derek that I was addicted to it, after only a few feedings, and
certainly wanted more. Master Don was older than Derek but had a truly
mammoth cock. It was long and very thick with a head like a baby's hand and
a wide, wet piss slit that looked like a cannon barrel.

His mammoth tool entered my wet, waiting mouth, as I sucked him in, almost
slobbering like a bitch in heat. I am a bitch in heat for my owner; so, I
might as well sound the part, too. Even I heard the wet sloppy cock sucking
sounds and I was surprised that they were from me. His precum was heavenly,
slimy, salty and adding to the already built in desire in me. "Lick my
balls, too, boy", Master said.  I took each one, lovingly into my mouth and
tongued them, rolling them as much as I could inside my oral cavity,
wanting to give him the pleasure he demanded.  I knew the more pleasure I
could give him, the more cum he'd soon force into me.

Before I knew what was going on, he pulled my face up, moved back, and
stuck his dripping cock in my mouth and down my throat, in one quick
motion.  The next motions were easy, as he started to fuck me, hard and
fast.  I could only stay there, trying to catch a breathe accepting my fate
as his fuck face. Master soon settled into a rhythm stroking his huge cock
in and out of my mouth. He would pull back to my lips then thrust forward
into my throat. I gagged and my eyes watered as Master fucked my
throat. After a bit of his steady mouth fucking I was able to get used to
the steady beat and gulp in air as Master's cock was at my lips. He would
slow his thrust for me then press his huge cock slowly forward into my
throat opening. I couldn't think of anything but the big cockhead that
plugged my throat. He was fucking my throat raw but being surprisingly
gentle doing it.

"Ok boy, you will have your treat now, as I'm going to fill you up with my
cum.  Get ready.  Close now.  Suck harder, use your tongue, get me off,
make me happy, tighter, tighter, YES!!!!!  His hot lava shot into my mouth
and throat, filling me to the brim.  That sweet nectar washing every part
of the insides of me, coating the entire opening.  The thrusting slowed
down, allowing me to breathe and savor the taste and consistency of the
juice he was shooting.

Softening only slightly, he removed his cock from me, and stood up, saying,
"Nice job, boy. You really are my good little cocksucker now , loving my
cock and cum, huh?  Tell your master "Thank You"

"Oh, yes sir, thank you for feeding me your manly cock and cum,", I said.

I soon found out that my trainer's cock never really got soft; it just had
various hardness's from almost hard to hard. I was content to serve and
thought that I now knew it all. I was soon to be advised that a slave
always had more to learn.


 "I'm in the mood today to advance your training a bit more. So far you've
shown yourself to be an eager little cock slut and now we'll see just what
you are eh. I think its time for you to move on so to speak. Your owner,
Master Derek wanted you to train as a full body slave so that's where were
going. The concept of a body slave originated in ancient times. In places
like Rome a slave boy would be taught to service all parts of his Master's
body, nothing was off limit. Your going to learn that skill. I think a good
place to begin is with a little tongue training. A slave's tongue can be a
very pleasurable organ if used right. I'm going to show you today how to
tongue your owner's ass, you need to know that I enjoy breaking in a new
slave, lets start.

"A slave's duty is to serve his owner in any way that he is told. Of course
that's true but I've found that a slave that understands his role and
revels in the submission of the act is much more valuable. I will train you
to understand just what you are. To begin with you have to enter into the
proper mindset, to understand. That only in his slavery can he be
happy. Your licking of my ass will fall into that category. Stick your
tongue out and make believe your licking an ice cream cone, up and down,
that's right. Now imagine your tongue is in the middle of my ass crack. Ah,
I bet you can almost taste the musky flavor now, its time for the real
thing."

He turned around, offering me his perfectly formed bubble butt. "Spread my
cheeks and look at your Master's ass now. Take a good look and pleasure it
when your ready, I want you ready, in fact eager to lick my ass."  I was
mesmerized by his crack with the light, little hairs and the wrinkled
opening. Without saying a word; my face was in the crack lapping at him
vigorously, the thought he planted was right; Lick it like an ice cream
cone. As my mouth went up and down his ass crack, from the base of his
spine to the back of his balls, I flattened my tongue, making him wet and
slimy.  I lessened the length of my stokes, slowly, and concentrated on his
asshole.  My nose would drag across his pucker, each time I traveled down,
making my nostrils flare with his manly scent.  Finally after many long,
loving swipes, I zeroed in on my target, his waiting shithole.  My tongue
was forcing him open, making room for my oral invasion.  His insides were
responding to me, pushing back, making me get in as deep as possible.
"Tongue fuck me slave", he yelled, as he squirmed back to meet my probing
tongue.

 He abruptly stopped and had me follow him into the bathroom. Along with
the usual pieces there was a low chair with a toilet seat on it. Master had
me lay on the cold tile floor and then set the Toilet chair on top of
me. It was elaborate with padded cutouts for my neck and an adjustable
height. Its hard to describe just how I felt laying under a toilet seat
thinking that I know what's coming.

Master slowly lowered himself onto the seat. He was about four inches above
my face as I laid there. "It's a funny thing boy how a toilet seat is
designed to spread your cheeks apart until your comfortably sitting with
your crack open. Anyway I'm going to adjust this down , why don't you tell
me when its just right for you." Wow, he was asking me to tell him when his
ass was right on my tongue, the thought made me hotter than hell. I told
him that it was just right. "Are you sure your comfy boy, I'm going to
relax for a while so be sure your ok." I stuck my tongue into his crack and
slobbered up and down it always lingering at his ass hole. I was in a
trance like state of slavery and submission, it was good. I reveled in
swabbing out his ass, it was, after all a slave's lot in life.

"I think it's time to improve your cocksucking technique so why don't you
read this."

Deep throat Cocksucking for the new Slave:

"For breathing: you need to get into a rhythm while you're sucking. Don't
try to hold your breath constantly, just take a breath as you pull up on
one stroke, then after another stroke let out a breath. It's best to
practice where you have control over how to suck, so if your master likes
to take over try to get him to relax while you're practicing.  Sometimes
you can take his breathing as your rhythm as well.  If you get panicky,
slow down your rhythm with his dick and try to take it easy on the down
strokes, you're probably pushing yourself too hard.


If you aren't in shape try to do -some- exercising. Aerobics when your
alone will help you get some stamina for your cocksucking activities.

When you know how to do the breathing, swallowing gets pretty easy.  When
you know he's about to cum, try to take a breath, then push down as far as
you can go on him.  If you can get his cockhead right down the throat he'll
start pumping right into your throat and your mouth and tongue can help
keep it pumping.  I try to hold his cock down my throat until he's mostly
done then pull up and take a quick breath if he's a long cummer, or take a
taste if he's still pumping.

If Master cums in the mid part of your mouth just keep slurping it up,
swallowing if it gets too much.  The swallowing muscle action can make a
cock feel pretty good as well, so if his cock is deep in your throat try
just using the swallowing muscles (tongue, etc.)

Also, if you aren't in shape try to do -some- exercising. Aerobics when
your alone will help you get some stamina for your cocksucking activities.

When you know how to do the breathing, swallowing gets pretty easy.  When
you know he's about to cum, try to take a breath, then push down as far as
you can go on him.  If you can get his cockhead right down the throat he'll
start pumping right into your throat and your mouth and tongue can help
keep it pumping.  I try to hold his cock down my throat until he's mostly
done then pull up and take a quick breath if he's a long cummer, or take a
taste if he's still pumping.

If Master cums in the mid part of your mouth just keep slurping it up,
swallowing if it gets too much.  The swallowing muscle action can make a
cock feel pretty good as well, so if his cock is deep in your throat try
just using the swallowing muscles (tongue, etc.)

For gag reflex, take it slow.  Don't force it into you. You need to be in
control of your throat while you practice pulling it down so you need to
force yourself to relax. You also need to make sure his cock is in a
position where the cock head won't hit the back of your throat right
away. If you have tonsils they might get a little in the way too, so try
different positions until it feels ok.

Remember to take it slow and to try multiple positions, if your Master
allows it, (swallowing down onto it from below; from above (your chin at
his belly); him standing; your head over the edge of a bed so he can slowly
work the dick in, etc.)  Don't try to force it, and you'll usually find he
will patiently feed it to you.  Once you've figured out how you need to get
it down then just keep practicing and eventually you should be able to pull
it all down. Looking your man in the eye is very erotic for your Master and
you." .

Those instructions were written out by one of our trained cock slaves. Soon
you'll be able to deep throat a pony. I'll go slow but by tonight you'll be
able to take a cock right into your throat cunt."

"Kneel and suck my cock, slave. Be warned, if I feel one bite on my dick,
your going to get a beating you won't forget.

"Yes, Master.", I told him, shuddering to myself thinking of the pain of a
beating.

I slid down to my knees and stared at his cock. My god, I thought to
myself, the thing is really huge! At least 9", maybe 10" and thick, with a
wide head and a piss slit that looked like a cannon. I was going to have a
hell of a time not hitting my teeth on it as it choked me.

I moved my face close to Master's erection, my nostrils catching the putrid
smell of urine, sweat, and cum from his groin area. I forced myself to
ignore it and moved my mouth to his rigid tool, opening wide to take in as
much as I could, working my mouth half way down its length before starting
back up. My tongue lapped at the underside on each stroke, then twirled
across the sensitive top before starting back down.

"Take it all slave, no half measures here. All the way into your throat,
till you hit bottom and choke!", Master ordered me.

I cringed with panic at the thought, but tried to force more into my
mouth. When it reached the back of my throat, I started to choke and
couldn't get any more inside.  I quickly continued to lick as hard as I
could hoping that would please Master.

The next time my mouth moved down his shaft, Master was ready for me. As
his penis hit the back of my throat and I started to move back up its
length, Master grabbed my head and slammed forward with his hips, burying
his cock deep within my mouth, with my nose smashed into his groin. I
struggled to move back, but he held me firmly in place.

"Stop trying to move, your not going to die, but if you don't sit still,
I'll leave it in your throat until you pass out!", Master told me.

I had felt him grab my head and knew what was going to happen, but it still
surprised me when his cock slammed into the back of my mouth and ground
itself deeply into my throat. At first I panicked, not being able to
breath, but once I heard Master tell me to stop I did. I did not want to
get him mad at me, I forced myself to relax so I could please my owner!

After a few seconds he relaxed his grip on my head and moved it backward,
all the way to the tip of his shaft, then plunged it back down until my
nose was once again against his groin. He did this several times with me,
keeping his cock buried deep inside my throat for about twenty seconds each
time until he must have thought I had it down and then released me to carry
on alone. "Go ahead my slave force it down your throat by yourself, it's
what your Master wants."

I had felt him let go of my head after a few more strokes into my throat.
I quickly buried my head deep into his pubic mound, eager to show my Master
that I would do anything to please him.

As my mouth moved up and down his hard manhood, my tongue was licking all
along its length, moving up and down its length, tickling it with each
stroke.  I was beginning to enjoy this for some reason, the throbbing cock
now feeling good when it was buried inside my throat, pushing against my
air pipe, throbbing against the walls of my throat. I was proud that I
could take all of Master's huge cock.

The thought of all that cum inside his balls was forcing me to work faster.
I wanted that cum inside my mouth. I wanted to suck it all down into my
stomach, to try and please my Master, who now controlled me. Giving me all
that I so desperately needed.

I was sure that Master was feeling his orgasm approaching swiftly. He
reached down and grabbed my head again, this time finding no resistance
from me. He pulled my mouth onto his shaft, burying it deep in my throat as
he began to pour his precum into me. After the first few shots into my
throat, he pulled my head back, forcing me to take the cum into my mouth.
Making me taste his seed as shot after shot hit my tongue some dripping
down the sides of my mouth to the floor below because I couldn't swallow
fast enough. Master let go of me and watched as I continued to suck on his
hot, torrid dick, my tongue licking up along the shaft to catch what was
about to drip onto the floor.

After his shaft was clean, I looked down at his spilled seed on the
hardwood floor and bent my head down and licked it clean, moaning to myself
as she did. Then my head moved back up to his spent rod, my mouth taking it
back inside.

When Master grabbed my head a second time, I knew he must be ready to cum.
As my head slammed into his groin, I felt his huge dick start to throb as
it released its load into me. I now worked on his dick, trying to massage
it with my throat. As his hand guided my head back to his spewing tip, I
knew what he wanted. He wanted me to taste his cum before I swallowed it
all. Master was so thoughtful. I let my head rest with only a third of his
thickening rod inside my eagerly sucking mouth, trying to swallow his salty
fluid as it poured into my mouth. I couldn't get it all. Some leaked out
onto his stiff cock and down to the floor, but I still tried to get as much
as I could, actually I was beginning to like the taste and feel of his jism
inside my mouth.

Once I was sure his cock was through shooting his thick spunk into my
mouth, I used my tongue along the length of his rubbery, softening manhood
to lick up all of his nectar that had spilled out. Looking down,

I moved back up to his soft dick, and took it back into my mouth, liking
the taste of cock and cum.  After all, I thought, he had told me to suck
his cock, and had not told me to stop yet! I moved my head slowly up and
down Masters half flaccid rod, licking along its entire length as I went. I
got the entire amount easily into my mouth.

I was beginning to get sore from the sucking, my jaws ached, and my arms
and shoulders definitely hurt from the tight restraint I was forced into.
But if I pleased Master tonight, I thought, it would all be worth it.

Master looked down at me, his new body slave. I had moved back to sucking
his cock without even being told!  Master was now allowing himself to enjoy
the attention of his slaves's mouth and tongue on his tool.

As I continued to suck on Master's prick, I began to feel the blood surge
back into it, slowly making it grow in my mouth. I worked harder, with my
cheeks bulging in and out as his stiff manhood began the long route back
into my sore throat.

I buried him inside my mouth hole, my tongue roving around the base and
half the length of his tool.  For over a minute I was able to keep him
inside my throat, before I moved my head back to get a breath of air.  Up
and down my lips moved, fitting him like a glove, his now rock hard staff
glistening with my spit as it moved in and out of my streched oral cavity.

 "Stop slave, that's enough.", Master ordered me. "Yes, Master.", I quickly
replied while struggling to stand up.

     My legs were very cramped and I could barely move after kneeling so
long.  But I was proud as I stood before him as steady as I could, ready
for his next instruction. I wonder what he'll have me do next, I thought to
myself? I was eager to be his cocksucker.

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CHAPTER Two of Canal Hike: A body slave trains After three days I thought
that the sex would never stop, master was always horny and ready to use
me. Master was leaving on a trip and I wondered what would become of me. "I
have decided to have my buddy take care of you while I am gone. Of course
he will be able to continue your training eh. Your to obey him just as you
would me, understand?" "Yes Sir, I will obey him."  I dressed and was
driven away. Master was quiet throughout the short trip. It was a big house
with lots of trees, a fenced in back yard and an in ground pool.  Master
hooked a leash on my leather collar and led me into the house. It was
embarrassing to be led into a house where I knew no one by a leash. The
house was actually elegant inside with lots of skylights and thick, plush
rugs. I found myself in a large family room. It was dimly lit but I could
see that there was a man setting on a couch reading. "Ah Derek, your right
on time as always. I see you've brought the slave. It's very generous of
you to provide me a loaner while I am between slaves. Sit down and have a
drink before you go."

"Great, I'll make my own; now that you're here slave strip down so your new
Master can look you over." Wow, here I was stripping naked in front of a
stranger who was to be my new Master.

"How far have you gone with his training Derek. You know that I like my
slaves to be obedient and submissive in everything they do."

"Well Don I think you'll be pleased. He needs a lot more training but he
seems to be a natural slave. He learns quickly and is as eager as a new
puppy. Let me have him present for you."

"Get over here and present, slave." I fell to my knees with my ass high in
the air and my face in the rug. I sensed my Masters walking around me
talking as if I was just more inanimate furniture. "He does seem to be in
reasonably good shape but how is the service."

"As I've said he's eager but inexperienced. I think he honestly wants to be
a good slave but isn't really sure just how. I do know that he takes well
to instruction and punishments. As to his specifics, well I've really just
started so why don't you proceed like you might with any new slut. I look
forward to returning to see what you've done with him." I was admonished to
obey Master Don just as I would Derek.

We were soon alone and I stayed in my slave position while Master Don
finished his beer. "Well slave I think its time to tell you just what's in
store for you. Your Master Derek has consigned you to me for training so I
guess it's appropriate to let you know how I proceed with a new slave. You
see Derek and I decided that while you have promise as a body slave your
far too new to be considered as a trained slave. I often train new male and
female slaves for our club. As such I've developed a certain training
regimen that I employ. Make yourself comfortable at my feet while we talk."

Believe it or not I was kind of flattered to be able to get off my knees
and curl up on my haunches at Master's feet, it was almost like I was a
regular person again.

"I know you've been Derek's slave for a few days but believe me you have an
awful lot to learn. A good slave obeys without any thought except for his
Master's pleasure. That isn't easy, it takes a mindset that lets the slave
enter a mode where the slave's pleasure is only possible with his Master's
approval. In other words a slave must seek to serve his Master in all
possible ways."

"Now my own training ways will seek to bring you into the mental state
where your pleasure is in serving your owner. I will of course beat you,
sometimes only for the fun of it but the primary training will make you
understand what your doing and revel in the humiliation of your
slavery. Make no mistake about it you'll be performing tasks that are very
humiliating but if you let yourself go you'll find that the service will be
your reward. I tend to go very slow and in fact think that making a slave's
submission a kind of ritual is very helpful. As we go forward I will of
course stop and we can talk about your progress."

"The rules you'll live by are simple but very rigid. In almost all cases
you'll be kept naked since being naked like an animal reinforces your
status. You'll obviously be spending a lot of time on your owner's crotch;
in fact cock is going to be your favorite subject. Your mouth is in many
ways better than a pussy. You can easily control your lip pressure and
suction while using your tongue to swab all around. You'll find that your
owners will not be shy about giving you instructions and as I said I will
be sure that you fully understand just what your Master expects."

"It's time to begin so get back into position now." The sudden command
startled me but I scampered into position. All of a sudden I felt a loud
WHAPP and my ass exploded in pain as Master swatted my cheeks with a wide
leather belt. After about ten he abruptly stopped.  "Ok, boy , now it's
time for you to make your master's cock happy. All of this talk has me
hard, and horny.  Get over here on your knees and suck my cock!"  I crawled
over to where he was sitting, never taking my eyes off his half hard male
weapon. I could only hope to be able to drink his sweet cum, today, I knew
from Master Derek that I was addicted to it, after only a few feedings, and
certainly wanted more. Master Don was older than Derek but had a truly
mammoth cock. It was long and very thick with a head like a baby's hand and
a wide, wet piss slit that looked like a cannon barrel.

His mammoth tool entered my wet, waiting mouth, as I sucked him in, almost
slobbering like a bitch in heat. I am a bitch in heat for my owner; so, I
might as well sound the part, too. Even I heard the wet sloppy cock sucking
sounds and I was surprised that they were from me. His precum was heavenly,
slimy, salty and adding to the already built in desire in me. "Lick my
balls, too, boy", Master said.  I took each one, lovingly into my mouth and
tongued them, rolling them as much as I could inside my oral cavity,
wanting to give him the pleasure he demanded.  I knew the more pleasure I
could give him, the more cum he'd soon force into me.

Before I knew what was going on, he pulled my face up, moved back, and
stuck his dripping cock in my mouth and down my throat, in one quick
motion.  The next motions were easy, as he started to fuck me, hard and
fast.  I could only stay there, trying to catch a breathe accepting my fate
as his fuck face. Master soon settled into a rhythm stroking his huge cock
in and out of my mouth. He would pull back to my lips then thrust forward
into my throat. I gagged and my eyes watered as Master fucked my
throat. After a bit of his steady mouth fucking I was able to get used to
the steady beat and gulp in air as Master's cock was at my lips. He would
slow his thrust for me then press his huge cock slowly forward into my
throat opening. I couldn't think of anything but the big cockhead that
plugged my throat. He was fucking my throat raw but being surprisingly
gentle doing it.

"Ok boy, you will have your treat now, as I'm going to fill you up with my
cum.  Get ready.  Close now.  Suck harder, use your tongue, get me off,
make me happy, tighter, tighter, YES!!!!!  His hot lava shot into my mouth
and throat, filling me to the brim.  That sweet nectar washing every part
of the insides of me, coating the entire opening.  The thrusting slowed
down, allowing me to breathe and savor the taste and consistency of the
juice he was shooting.

Softening only slightly, he removed his cock from me, and stood up, saying,
"Nice job, boy. You really are my good little cocksucker now , loving my
cock and cum, huh?  Tell your master "Thank You"

"Oh, yes sir, thank you for feeding me your manly cock and cum,", I said.

I soon found out that my trainer's cock never really got soft; it just had
various hardness's from almost hard to hard. I was content to serve and
thought that I now knew it all. I was soon to be advised that a slave
always had more to learn.


 "I'm in the mood today to advance your training a bit more. So far you've
shown yourself to be an eager little cock slut and now we'll see just what
you are eh. I think its time for you to move on so to speak. Your owner,
Master Derek wanted you to train as a full body slave so that's where were
going. The concept of a body slave originated in ancient times. In places
like Rome a slave boy would be taught to service all parts of his Master's
body, nothing was off limit. Your going to learn that skill. I think a good
place to begin is with a little tongue training. A slave's tongue can be a
very pleasurable organ if used right. I'm going to show you today how to
tongue your owner's ass, you need to know that I enjoy breaking in a new
slave, lets start.

"A slave's duty is to serve his owner in any way that he is told. Of course
that's true but I've found that a slave that understands his role and
revels in the submission of the act is much more valuable. I will train you
to understand just what you are. To begin with you have to enter into the
proper mindset, to understand. That only in his slavery can he be
happy. Your licking of my ass will fall into that category. Stick your
tongue out and make believe your licking an ice cream cone, up and down,
that's right. Now imagine your tongue is in the middle of my ass crack. Ah,
I bet you can almost taste the musky flavor now, its time for the real
thing."

He turned around, offering me his perfectly formed bubble butt. "Spread my
cheeks and look at your Master's ass now. Take a good look and pleasure it
when your ready, I want you ready, in fact eager to lick my ass."  I was
mesmerized by his crack with the light, little hairs and the wrinkled
opening. Without saying a word; my face was in the crack lapping at him
vigorously, the thought he planted was right; Lick it like an ice cream
cone. As my mouth went up and down his ass crack, from the base of his
spine to the back of his balls, I flattened my tongue, making him wet and
slimy.  I lessened the length of my stokes, slowly, and concentrated on his
asshole.  My nose would drag across his pucker, each time I traveled down,
making my nostrils flare with his manly scent.  Finally after many long,
loving swipes, I zeroed in on my target, his waiting shithole.  My tongue
was forcing him open, making room for my oral invasion.  His insides were
responding to me, pushing back, making me get in as deep as possible.
"Tongue fuck me slave", he yelled, as he squirmed back to meet my probing
tongue.

 He abruptly stopped and had me follow him into the bathroom. Along with
the usual pieces there was a low chair with a toilet seat on it. Master had
me lay on the cold tile floor and then set the Toilet chair on top of
me. It was elaborate with padded cutouts for my neck and an adjustable
height. Its hard to describe just how I felt laying under a toilet seat
thinking that I know what's coming.

Master slowly lowered himself onto the seat. He was about four inches above
my face as I laid there. "It's a funny thing boy how a toilet seat is
designed to spread your cheeks apart until your comfortably sitting with
your crack open. Anyway I'm going to adjust this down , why don't you tell
me when its just right for you." Wow, he was asking me to tell him when his
ass was right on my tongue, the thought made me hotter than hell. I told
him that it was just right. "Are you sure your comfy boy, I'm going to
relax for a while so be sure your ok." I stuck my tongue into his crack and
slobbered up and down it always lingering at his ass hole. I was in a
trance like state of slavery and submission, it was good. I reveled in
swabbing out his ass, it was, after all a slave's lot in life.

"I think it's time to improve your cocksucking technique so why don't you
read this."

Deep throat Cocksucking for the new Slave:

"For breathing: you need to get into a rhythm while you're sucking. Don't
try to hold your breath constantly, just take a breath as you pull up on
one stroke, then after another stroke let out a breath. It's best to
practice where you have control over how to suck, so if your master likes
to take over try to get him to relax while you're practicing.  Sometimes
you can take his breathing as your rhythm as well.  If you get panicky,
slow down your rhythm with his dick and try to take it easy on the down
strokes, you're probably pushing yourself too hard.


If you aren't in shape try to do -some- exercising. Aerobics when your
alone will help you get some stamina for your cocksucking activities.

When you know how to do the breathing, swallowing gets pretty easy.  When
you know he's about to cum, try to take a breath, then push down as far as
you can go on him.  If you can get his cockhead right down the throat he'll
start pumping right into your throat and your mouth and tongue can help
keep it pumping.  I try to hold his cock down my throat until he's mostly
done then pull up and take a quick breath if he's a long cummer, or take a
taste if he's still pumping.

If Master cums in the mid part of your mouth just keep slurping it up,
swallowing if it gets too much.  The swallowing muscle action can make a
cock feel pretty good as well, so if his cock is deep in your throat try
just using the swallowing muscles (tongue, etc.)

Also, if you aren't in shape try to do -some- exercising. Aerobics when
your alone will help you get some stamina for your cocksucking activities.

When you know how to do the breathing, swallowing gets pretty easy.  When
you know he's about to cum, try to take a breath, then push down as far as
you can go on him.  If you can get his cockhead right down the throat he'll
start pumping right into your throat and your mouth and tongue can help
keep it pumping.  I try to hold his cock down my throat until he's mostly
done then pull up and take a quick breath if he's a long cummer, or take a
taste if he's still pumping.

If Master cums in the mid part of your mouth just keep slurping it up,
swallowing if it gets too much.  The swallowing muscle action can make a
cock feel pretty good as well, so if his cock is deep in your throat try
just using the swallowing muscles (tongue, etc.)

For gag reflex, take it slow.  Don't force it into you. You need to be in
control of your throat while you practice pulling it down so you need to
force yourself to relax. You also need to make sure his cock is in a
position where the cock head won't hit the back of your throat right
away. If you have tonsils they might get a little in the way too, so try
different positions until it feels ok.

Remember to take it slow and to try multiple positions, if your Master
allows it, (swallowing down onto it from below; from above (your chin at
his belly); him standing; your head over the edge of a bed so he can slowly
work the dick in, etc.)  Don't try to force it, and you'll usually find he
will patiently feed it to you.  Once you've figured out how you need to get
it down then just keep practicing and eventually you should be able to pull
it all down. Looking your man in the eye is very erotic for your Master and
you." .

Those instructions were written out by one of our trained cock slaves. Soon
you'll be able to deep throat a pony. I'll go slow but by tonight you'll be
able to take a cock right into your throat cunt."

"Kneel and suck my cock, slave. Be warned, if I feel one bite on my dick,
your going to get a beating you won't forget.

"Yes, Master.", I told him, shuddering to myself thinking of the pain of a
beating.

I slid down to my knees and stared at his cock. My god, I thought to
myself, the thing is really huge! At least 9", maybe 10" and thick, with a
wide head and a piss slit that looked like a cannon. I was going to have a
hell of a time not hitting my teeth on it as it choked me.

I moved my face close to Master's erection, my nostrils catching the putrid
smell of urine, sweat, and cum from his groin area. I forced myself to
ignore it and moved my mouth to his rigid tool, opening wide to take in as
much as I could, working my mouth half way down its length before starting
back up. My tongue lapped at the underside on each stroke, then twirled
across the sensitive top before starting back down.

"Take it all slave, no half measures here. All the way into your throat,
till you hit bottom and choke!", Master ordered me.

I cringed with panic at the thought, but tried to force more into my
mouth. When it reached the back of my throat, I started to choke and
couldn't get any more inside.  I quickly continued to lick as hard as I
could hoping that would please Master.

The next time my mouth moved down his shaft, Master was ready for me. As
his penis hit the back of my throat and I started to move back up its
length, Master grabbed my head and slammed forward with his hips, burying
his cock deep within my mouth, with my nose smashed into his groin. I
struggled to move back, but he held me firmly in place.

"Stop trying to move, your not going to die, but if you don't sit still,
I'll leave it in your throat until you pass out!", Master told me.

I had felt him grab my head and knew what was going to happen, but it still
surprised me when his cock slammed into the back of my mouth and ground
itself deeply into my throat. At first I panicked, not being able to
breath, but once I heard Master tell me to stop I did. I did not want to
get him mad at me, I forced myself to relax so I could please my owner!

After a few seconds he relaxed his grip on my head and moved it backward,
all the way to the tip of his shaft, then plunged it back down until my
nose was once again against his groin. He did this several times with me,
keeping his cock buried deep inside my throat for about twenty seconds each
time until he must have thought I had it down and then released me to carry
on alone. "Go ahead my slave force it down your throat by yourself, it's
what your Master wants."

I had felt him let go of my head after a few more strokes into my throat.
I quickly buried my head deep into his pubic mound, eager to show my Master
that I would do anything to please him.

As my mouth moved up and down his hard manhood, my tongue was licking all
along its length, moving up and down its length, tickling it with each
stroke.  I was beginning to enjoy this for some reason, the throbbing cock
now feeling good when it was buried inside my throat, pushing against my
air pipe, throbbing against the walls of my throat. I was proud that I
could take all of Master's huge cock.

The thought of all that cum inside his balls was forcing me to work faster.
I wanted that cum inside my mouth. I wanted to suck it all down into my
stomach, to try and please my Master, who now controlled me. Giving me all
that I so desperately needed.

I was sure that Master was feeling his orgasm approaching swiftly. He
reached down and grabbed my head again, this time finding no resistance
from me. He pulled my mouth onto his shaft, burying it deep in my throat as
he began to pour his precum into me. After the first few shots into my
throat, he pulled my head back, forcing me to take the cum into my mouth.
Making me taste his seed as shot after shot hit my tongue some dripping
down the sides of my mouth to the floor below because I couldn't swallow
fast enough. Master let go of me and watched as I continued to suck on his
hot, torrid dick, my tongue licking up along the shaft to catch what was
about to drip onto the floor.

After his shaft was clean, I looked down at his spilled seed on the
hardwood floor and bent my head down and licked it clean, moaning to myself
as she did. Then my head moved back up to his spent rod, my mouth taking it
back inside.

When Master grabbed my head a second time, I knew he must be ready to cum.
As my head slammed into his groin, I felt his huge dick start to throb as
it released its load into me. I now worked on his dick, trying to massage
it with my throat. As his hand guided my head back to his spewing tip, I
knew what he wanted. He wanted me to taste his cum before I swallowed it
all. Master was so thoughtful. I let my head rest with only a third of his
thickening rod inside my eagerly sucking mouth, trying to swallow his salty
fluid as it poured into my mouth. I couldn't get it all. Some leaked out
onto his stiff cock and down to the floor, but I still tried to get as much
as I could, actually I was beginning to like the taste and feel of his jism
inside my mouth.

Once I was sure his cock was through shooting his thick spunk into my
mouth, I used my tongue along the length of his rubbery, softening manhood
to lick up all of his nectar that had spilled out. Looking down,

I moved back up to his soft dick, and took it back into my mouth, liking
the taste of cock and cum.  After all, I thought, he had told me to suck
his cock, and had not told me to stop yet! I moved my head slowly up and
down Masters half flaccid rod, licking along its entire length as I went. I
got the entire amount easily into my mouth.

I was beginning to get sore from the sucking, my jaws ached, and my arms
and shoulders definitely hurt from the tight restraint I was forced into.
But if I pleased Master tonight, I thought, it would all be worth it.

Master looked down at me, his new body slave. I had moved back to sucking
his cock without even being told!  Master was now allowing himself to enjoy
the attention of his slaves's mouth and tongue on his tool.

As I continued to suck on Master's prick, I began to feel the blood surge
back into it, slowly making it grow in my mouth. I worked harder, with my
cheeks bulging in and out as his stiff manhood began the long route back
into my sore throat.

I buried him inside my mouth hole, my tongue roving around the base and
half the length of his tool.  For over a minute I was able to keep him
inside my throat, before I moved my head back to get a breath of air.  Up
and down my lips moved, fitting him like a glove, his now rock hard staff
glistening with my spit as it moved in and out of my streched oral cavity.

 "Stop slave, that's enough.", Master ordered me. "Yes, Master.", I quickly
replied while struggling to stand up.

     My legs were very cramped and I could barely move after kneeling so
long.  But I was proud as I stood before him as steady as I could, ready
for his next instruction. I wonder what he'll have me do next, I thought to
myself? I was eager to be his cocksucker, it was what I was born to be.