Date: Sun, 24 May 2009 15:34:12 -0400
From: Dave Starr <thicknhard5@hotmail.com>
Subject: A new Series

Slave instruction Vignettes

Inspection and acceptance.

I don't know exactly when I noticed that I was a bit different from the
other guys. To be sure I liked sports and beer but I wasn't quite as
excited by the ladies. Well here I am in my twenties answering ads on
Craig's list posted by an older man looking for a male servant. We did the
e-mail, get to know you thing for a few days when I got an e-mail with his
address and a terse sentence telling me when to be there. I ruminated over
this for a little while then responded, "yes."

He lived in quite a grand neighborhood outside of town. I wondered just
what I was getting myself in for as I rang the bell. "Come in" I heard.

Walking in was different the light was very dim in the large room. He was
friendly and not at all the stern guy who had ordered me here. "Let me get
you a beer Pat, here sit down." I noticed that he was wearing a robe and
there was a porno flick playing on the large screen TV on the wall. I
noticed A large colorful painting on the wall. It showed an ancient slave
market scene with a bare breasted girl being examined by a potential
buyer. It was hung very prominently on the wall. He caught my gaze and
said, "those must have been the days, when you could saunter down to a
market and purchase the slave of your choice. Once the deal was done the
slave was owned just like a pony or dog. I think you like that thought and
that painting." I must have nodded approval which triggered a little
chuckle.

As we both sipped our beer we chatted about last nights baseball and the
weather; all very innocuous.  "Tell me Pat, when did you realize that you
wanted to serve a guy?" I kind of stammered out a reply. "Don't worry it's
all right, some guys are meant to be dominant and others are happiest being
submissive. Nothing to be ashamed of.. I'll try to lead you into a life
that will make you very happy but you'll have to let yourself go. You'll
have to listen and obey me without question. Are you willing to try Pat?"

"Yes, yes I am."

"I've never had a novice as inexperienced as you are but it'll all work
out, trust me. Lets begin by you taking off your clothes, lets see what
I've bought."

Bought, bought what the hell did he mean by that? I stood and began to
strip. I stopped when I got to my jockeys. "No Pat, you didn't listen,
strip means strip to naked.."

As I stood there naked with him walking around me I shivered yet the room
wasn't cold.

"Open your mouth wide, that's it now stick out your tongue." He had his
hand in my mouth, he fingers stroked across my tongue. "I want you to suck
on my finger now. If you are to ever be my slave I want to see your
dedication."

I was more humiliated than I had ever been in my life but started to suck
on the older man's finger. I had the feeling that if I were not blindfolded
I would see a wide grin on Karl's face as he continued to move his finger
in and out of my mouth. After a few minutes he added a second finger. I had
never experienced anything like this but was now learning what it was to be
a true submissive.

 "Bend over now Pat, that's right, spread your legs. Now reach around and
pull your ass cheeks apart so I can see your asshole. Not bad Pat, you've
got a nice ass. Ok straighten up now. How did you feel when I was looking
at your asshole?"

"I don't know exactly, it was humiliating yet it made me tingle a little."

"That's a good sign boy, from now on begin calling me Sir and thinking of
me as your owner. Got it boy" "Yes Sir"

"Your little cock is hard so I guess you do like this kind of treatment,
good. Get on your knees now, see how that feels to you." As I fell to my
knees he told me to just imagine what I would be doing in the future in
this position. "Now put you head on the rug and stick your ass up, that
right, stick it out. I've always believed that this position most
emphasizes just what your status really is. Now it's time to cuff you so
you'll know just who you are owned by. Stand up now boy and put your hands
behind you."

My owner proceeded to lock on leather cuffs and a collar. Each of the cuffs
had a large steel ring as part of it. When he clamped my wrists behind my
back I truly felt like a slave, this is what it must have been like in
ancient times when people where bought and sold like cattle.

" I like my boys to be restrained most of the time, remember being a slave
means having no choice except to serve and obey. Most boys like you get to
like not having to make any decisions. Let me put this collar on you
now. In most cases I'll want you chained with wrist and ankle cuffs. It's a
fact that cocksuckers like you serve best when they are restrained. Of
course your hands will be free to serve me when that is required".

As he rattled the chain holding the cuffs together behind my back and
locked my collar on I knew that this was where I belonged.

I had never realized how helpless you are when your hands are locked behind
you. When he put a short chain between my ankle cuffs and I was hobbled I
really knew what the word restraint meant. "Go ahead walk a little for me
boy.. From now on you are going to be kept in chains unless I want you to
use your hands." I knew that I must have looked foolish as I did the little
mincing walk that my hobbled ankles made me do. "There are of course a few
rules to start you off on; I want you to maintain eye contact whenever you
are being handled or servicing me. If you are in a room and I enter then
you are to fall and prostrate yourself at my feet. When we tell you to get
into position for an examination then you are to stand with your legs wide
spread and if your hands are free put them behind your head. In all of
these cases you are to lower your eyes unless we instruct you
differently. Your to be my pussyboy for sex whenever and in whatever way I
want. Your body will be trained in all the ways that I like sex, oh yes
there will be training."



To be a Cocksucker

"As a personal slave sucking your Owner's cock is an absolute must. After
all having a skilled cocksucker is very pleasurable for your Master and
pleasing him your only goal. Eventually your mouth will salivate when you
see a man's cock; your mouth will feel empty without a cock in it.

 How about sucking me off quick so I can evaluate your skill, I'd like to
get the top cream off anyway." I did my best but Master had to jerk off his
cum into my mouth, I couldn't make him cum with just my mouth. I could tell
he was disappointed.

" That wasn't bad Pat, now you understand where you fit in the grand scheme
of things. It becomes a lot easier once you've sucked your owner off. The
drama's gone, you now understand that it's natural for you to submit to a
man. Hell, in every relationship there's a subordinate, a submissive. You
can let yourself go now. Why don't you scrunch down on the floor, no get
over between my legs? Rub my feet now and I'll try to explain where were
going. A cocksucker must absolutely submit to his Master."

I lifted his leg and began massaging his foot. "Ahhh, that feels nice. Well
now we know that you're a cocksucker, in fact you're my cocksucker. You've
had your first taste of my cum, now it's time to train you. Do between my
toes now then clean them up with your tongue.

"Ahhh that's very nice. You know I always thought you would make a great
pussyboy but back when we were in school I was a lot shyer than I am
now. Now I know that I can get whatever I want just by going after it. What
I'm after now is frankly a body slave like those old Roman dudes used to
use. They would take a young slave boy and train him to service them in
everyway. If they needed to piss their boy just opened his mouth, if they
wanted their asshole licked the boy stuck his tongue out. I kind of talked
you into sucking me off at first but I did notice that you got a nice
hardon and in fact you're hard now. Enough with my feet lick my balls for
me, boy. Yeah that's it, show me how much you enjoy it cocksucker".

I was licking him eagerly by then. "Get down under my balls now", and it
was then I found the spot right where his ass crack begins and began to
mouth and tongue him there. Gosh I have to admit that the musky male taste
and smell of him down there was wonderful, it was so erotic.

"You know Pat this is great, I often have to cum a few times a day and your
going to enjoy it each time. Cunt is nice but so high maintence. You have
to romance them, talk nice and listen to their chatter. With a pussyboy all
I'll have to do is teach you what I like. Fucking a cunt is great and I'll
still do it but a nice, warm mouth has a tongue in it to caress and worship
my cock."

"I'm kind of interested in what you think about all this, I need to know to
train you properly. Were you excited when my cock went into your mouth,
what were you thinking?

I stammered and muttered that it was Ok. My owner rewarded my reticence
with another very hard slap across my cheek. "Do what I ask, think and be
honest." Through a quiet sob I responded.

"At first I resented your even thinking of me as that kind of guy."

"What kind of guy, be explicit or you'll be punished and from now on call
me Sir."

"Thinking of me as a cocksucker Sir, I was mad at myself for calling you
Sir yet I felt this odd little tingling that didn't go away. I was confused
because I didn't fight, didn't really want to fight. Once it was in my
mouth I just did what comes naturally."

"Of course you did. Your mouth is like a cunt, a cunt with a tongue. You
know the only reason cocksuckers like you have tongues are to lick a man's
ass and balls. Tell me how did you like your first taste of cum?"

Cunt mouth! I was insulted and yet excited by this talk. "It was Ok, at
first I was scared but it just shoot into my mouth and I swallowed."

"No, what did it taste like, answer me?"

"It was creamy and thick, kind of salty, I think I liked it Sir."

"That's good because you'll be getting lots of it from now on, I like to
get sucked off 3 or 4 times a day and you'll be my cum dump. What I'm
looking for is a body servant like the old Romans had. In their day they
trained a slave to serve all their needs. This boy would dress them, wash
their bodies, suck them off, drink their piss, whatever was needed. Is that
for you Pat, do you want to be my cocksucker? Tell me what your thinking
boy."

"Oh yes, I want to be your cocksucker Sir."

"You've exceeded my initial expectations. You now have an inclination of
what it is like to serve a man. It's now time for you to fully service
me. Open up your mouth boy."

 I was too much into this new experience to stop now but what more could
there be to "fully service" him. Sir put his hands on the back of my head
and guided it to his erect cock. "Don't put it in your mouth, lick it, just
get used to it this time."

  My mouth opened and I again felt the pulsing live prick of another man,
my owner, on my lips. I started to lick, tentatively at first, then with
more passion. I began to move up and down on his huge meat using my lips
and tongue. "Ahh. that's not bad boy," he exclaimed.  "Now I'm half hard I
want you to get used to it so take a good look at my cock, a real close
look. Take your time get familiar from really close up. Get your face up
here really close to my balls."  I did exactly as he said. "No, get closer
- closer."  My nose was within an inch of his cock and balls when he once
again grabbed the back of my head and forced it in even closer, my mouth
and nose touching his balls and gooey dick.  "Now, take a deep breath and
hold it in."  I did the best I could with my face crammed into his
crotch. The sweaty, musky smell of man-crotch hit my brain like a drug.  My
own dick suddenly became painfully hard.  My knees were hurting from the
floor but I didn't care.  I took one deep breath after another before I
actually started to move my face around in his crotch, sniffing him good,
moving over every inch as if I was trying to capture all of his smells
without letting any escape. Sir took one of his hands off the back of my
head and positioned his cock so that it was lying across my face as I
continued to root around in his crotch.  I felt the sticky precum start to
ooze out over my forehead as I used my nose to lift up his balls and sniff
under one and then the other. Something clicked in the back of my mind and
I suddenly knew that I was in trouble, that I was hooked.

"How do you like that boy, be honest with me."  "It was awesome sir - the
smell was incredible.  I never thought something like that could get me so
turned on."  I was mortified to be saying those words, but even more
embarrassed that they were the truth. Master just glared at me for a few
seconds before standing up and moving towards the sliding glass door. "I'm
going to get something in my bag.  You stay right where you Are, don't move
a muscle. Do you understand?"

  "I understand Sir, I won't move."  His control over me was growing.  He
was only gone for a few seconds before coming back out again with a small,
black bag.  He rummaged around in one of the side pockets then opened his
hand to me showing me a tiny red capsule and a glass of water.  "take
this."  "What is it?"

    "I'll tell you after you take it."  I reached up, took the tablet down
with a single swallow. "That was a popper pill. It will put you in a really
mellow moode. You'll feel all the usual sensations but won't be over
thinking each and every one.  It'll free you of inhibitions and help you to
become the cocksucker you were born to be.

   ===================================

  "It's time to learn how to fully service a cock. Up to now you've only
played around sucking like a teenage girl. Most superior men want to fully
enjoy their cocksucker, make his mouth merely an extension of their
cock. When your fully trained you'll be able to take a horse cock down your
gullet without gagging. Don't worry everyone has to start someplace."

  "This is a training bench. Notice the mechanism that raises it to a man's
crotch height and how narrow it is. Once the cocksucker trainee is strapped
in and its raised and tipped to a comfortable angle your owner can straddle
it fuck your throat as deep as he wants. It'll require your full
attention."

  My Master was very solicitous about my comfort as I scurried onto the
bench. He had me hang my head over the edge then raised it to put a thin
pillow under it. "You'll be training for a while so you might as well be
comfy." I was apprehensive as he fastened the leather straps around me but
soon I was securely held in place. There was a little whirling noise and I
was moved into his crotch height and tilted down a bit.

  "Ah that's nice boy, you look good nicely trussed up for me. Open your
mouth for me, show me the mouth you want me to fuck." I opened wide and my
owner ran his fingers in letting me suck them gently. "Interesting boy,
you're a natural at this, your little cock is hard as a rock. You like
this."

  Master took his robe off and I could see his crotch from my upside down
perch. From this close and very vulnerable angle his prick head looked like
a club head. I was very nervous, very excited.

  "Open your mouth as wide as you can now boy, that's right. I'm fitting a
mouth guard behind your teeth. It'll keep your mouth open wide and prevent
you from biting down as I open up your gullet. You'll notice that you'll be
dripping copious amounts of saliva, that's normal, get used to it.

  Suck it a little now." "Well, what are you waiting for?  Get started
already!"  I painfully inched forward on my knees when I realized that he
wasn't going to move at all. When I had finally covered the distance
between us, I lowered my head and had almost arrived at his juiced-up cock
when his hand grabbed my head and slowed my descent. "Just lick it a while
first. You'll need instructions if you are going to make it as my suck
boy."  I stuck out my tongue and lowered my head further until it made
contact with the smooth, reddish skin that covered his cockhead.  I
immediately tasted the salty funk of his precum as I used my tongue to
probe deeper and deeper into his piss slit.  I could sense that his cock
was once again on the rise and heard him let out a soft moan. I immediately
tried to take the entire head of his cock into my mouth but was quickly
pulled off again.  "Are you deaf, boy?  Look, I know you want this cock
bad, but you WILL follow my instructions.  I only told you to lick
it. After what seemed a lifetime he pushed my face away.

"Open up now boy, you been wanting this haven't you; it's what you were
made for?"  I opened my mouth and felt about three inches of his steely
hard cock slip into my mouth.  He moaned and just held it there for a few
seconds, telling me how hot my mouth felt around his cock. Holding my head
firmly, he began to pump it up and down on his drippy man-meat, farther and
farther down the shaft until the thick head began to hit the back of my
throat.  I felt the urge to gag each time it touched the back of my mouth
but he really didn't care anymore. Tears began to well up in my eyes, an
automatic reflex when a person feels they are choking. Through those tears,
it was easy to see that at least half of his cock was still outside my
mouth. How far did he intend to go?

   The answer came moments later when he pulled my face clear of his cock
and held it firmly less than an inch away from the angry, flared head. At
this range the piss slit looked like the mouth of a canon. In my haze I
heard him say, "Take a long, really deep breath through you mouth..." As
soon as he saw me begin to take the breath, he slammed my head viciously
into his crotch, his dirty cock only pausing slightly as it bumped the back
of my throat before sliding down the relaxed opening.  Of course, as soon
as I realized what had happened my throat was no longer relaxed. I was
gagging constantly as he held my head down in his pubes, my throat
convulsing over and over around the thick invader.  "That's it boy...it's
like your throat is trying to get my cock off all by itself.  I'm proud of
you boy, your throat was made for a man's cock - made to let a man sling
his cum down there."  Just as I felt that I was going to pass out he raised
my head up long enough for me to gasp for air.  I could see thick, nasty
strands of my saliva mixed with his precum gushing out of my mouth and down
his thick shaft. It was the consistency of cum as it slipped nastily over
his balls and ran down his crotch. He then proceeded to thrust my head back
down his shaft and even though he had a more difficult time ramming it past
the back of my mouth and into my throat (he didn't have the element of
surprise anymore) he still managed to slip all the way inside until my nose
was once again buried in his pubic bush.  I gagged again, producing another
thick, white glob of mucus to lubricate his cock for each successive
thrust.  He didn't hold me down on it as long this time before letting me
up for air and then thrusting it back again.  Soon he developed and settled
into a long, slow, deep throat fuck and I was beginning to get a grip on my
breathing, timing the breaths to occur at exactly the moment my mouth
cleared the head of his cock.  He was totally in control, never releasing
my head for a second.

   I knew that spit and precum were everywhere - I could see a thick puddle
of white, foamy saliva dripping off his balls onto the floor. He continued
his verbal teaching As well - "Yeah, now your using your mouth pussy...take
my cock - take it all the way to The root, boy!  You've been dreaming about
this for years, haven't you? Thinking about a wet, big, cock sliding down
your throat."  His thrusts were becoming quicker now and I felt a new wave
of swelling travel up his cock - I knew he was getting close.

  "Remember how you fucking rooted around my balls, boy?  Well, now you're
getting the whole thing right down your tight little throat, just like you
always wanted.  My big, thick cock - the same cock that will soon piss in
your mouth is pounding your throat like its fucking a pussy.  Your throat
is about to milk the sperm out of the nuts you licked and that makes you
hot, doesn't it?  Takes you right to the edge thinking about tasting my
cum, doesn't it boy.  Well, slave boy, get ready - here it comes!!!!"

   Time slowed to a crawl as I felt his cock swell even larger stretching
my mouth and the first violent wave of cum traveled up his shaft to empty
far down my throat. Suddenly with unbelievable quickness for a man in the
middle of an orgasm, he pulled my head awkwardly backwards and moved to sit
right on the edge of the sofa with the head of his cock less than an inch
from my mouth.  It shuddered again with nothing to hold it steady and
spewed a second massive load all over my face and into my mouth. I was
covered from my hairline down to my chin.  A third blast coated my right
cheek and quickly ran down to my chin, mingling with what was already there
and gaining enough weight to slide off onto the floor

  I focused on the underside of his shaft and noticed it contract as yet
another wave of his cum made its way to accumulate at his cockhead.  He
yanked my head backwards even further and looked down at me, smiled and
spit into my open mouth. Poor slave boy hasn't gotten to taste any yet.  Is
that what you want, to taste my cum, your Master's cum?"  Well beyond
embarrassment by now, I eagerly nodded that I wanted it.  He shook my head
hard and calmly set me straight. "I told you not to nod at me use your
mouth cunt to answer me, tell me what you want!"

  "Please...Sir, I want to taste it so bad.  Please don't waste it.  I need
to see what it tastes like.  I've done everything you wanted tonight -
please let me have it in my mouth."  I was scared and excited at the same
time.  "Keep your mouth open, boy, here it cums ...ENJOY!"  He held his
still throbbing cock over my open mouth as he moved even closer to the edge
of the couch and just let it sit there for a moment, temptingly, as his
hand kept the skin pinched off, staring at me, watching my reaction. After
what seemed like an eternity, he skinned his hand back and I got my first
real taste of his load.  It was amazing.  The pent up cum ran out like a
fountain directly into my waiting, hungry, mouth.  The taste was incredible
and I knew that I was hooked - everything he had said about me was true.  I
wanted to cry, I wanted to cum, I wanted to run away, I wanted to taste
more of his cock - all at the same time.  I closed my mouth and moved the
thick, creamy, salty, cum of my new Master around with my tongue to coat
the entire inside of my mouth, savoring the musky flavor and heat of his
cum. He began to beat my face with his slimy cock, moving his cum all over
my face before he released the back of my head. I knew I was hooked, I was
a cocksucker.










  As commanded I just squatted in front of him, panting and admiring his
crotch. He gently lifted the half-swollen prick and pointed it at my
face. "Open your mouth!"  I don't know why I did it, but afterwards I
regretted it.  As I stared open-mouthed at his cock he moved forward and
laid the head on my lip, I felt rather than saw it suddenly begin to spew
forth with a stream of hot piss the first blast of which went right in my
open mouth.


He could not comprehend why that sucking on the male member in his mouth
was providing him comfort and peace even though he was in the middle of a
horrific storm that was shattering his mind, but he knew he was grateful to

He had never seemed to fit in with guys that much and had only a couple of
male buddies. He now wondered if he had purposely avoided the other guys
because he was afraid of being too close to them and risking something
happening.

Karl moved in front of his kneeling boy and started to stroke my hair,
wiping the sweat from my forehead. He placed his hand on my chin and
motioned for me to look up at him.

He stared at me for a moment, his green eyes pierced my soul. He then
started to unbutton his jeans and let them drop to the floor. He wore no
underwear, his cock straining quickly through the fly and needing
relief. As he gazed at me, he placed his hands on the waistband of his
jeans and pulled them down to his knees. His hard cock was now only inches
from my closed mouth. His cock was truly massive; a good two inches larger
than mine and surrounded by a mass of black pubic hair. The purple head
throbbed, veins protruding. "You have exceeded my initial expectations. You
now have an inclination of what it is like to serve a man. It is now time
for you to fully service me. Open up your mouth boy."

I had never been this close to another man's cock and I was too much into
this new experience to stop now. Without the assistance of my hands I
didn't know what I should do. Sensing my dilemma Karl put his hands on the
back of my head and guided it to his erect cock. "Don't put it in your
mouth, lick it, get used to it."

My mouth opened and I felt the pulsing, live prick of another man on my
lips. I started to lick, tentatively at first, then with more passion. I
began to move up and down on his huge meat using my lips and tongue.
"Ahh. that's not bad boy," he exclaimed.  "Now I'm half hard I want you to
get used to it so take a good look at my cock - a real close look. Take
your time, get familiar from really close up. Get your face up here really
close to my balls."  I did exactly as he said. "No, get closer - closer."
My nose was within an inch of his cock and balls when he once again grabbed
the back of my head and forced it in even closer, my mouth and nose
touching his balls and gooey dick.  "Now, take a deep breath and hold it in

."  I did the best I could with my face crammed into his crotch. The
sweaty, musky smell of man-crotch hit my brain like a drug.  My own dick
suddenly became painfully hard.  My knees were hurting from the wood of the
floor but I didn't care.  I took one deep breath after another before I
actually started to move my face around in his crotch, sniffing him good,
moving over every inch as if I was trying to capture all of his smells
without letting any escape.  Karl took one of his hands off the back of my
head and positioned his cock so that it was lying across my face as I
continued to root around in his crotch.  I felt the sticky pre-cum start to
ooze out over my forehead as I used my nose to lift up his balls and sniff
under one and then the other. Something clicked in the back of my mind and
I suddenly knew that I was in trouble, that I was hooked.

"How do you like that boy, be honest with me."  "It was awesome sir - the
smell was incredible.  I never thought something like that could get me so
turned on."  I was mortified to be saying those words, but even more
embarrassed that they were the truth.  Karl just glared at me for a few
seconds before standing up and moving towards the sliding glass door. "I'm
going to get something in my bag.  You stay right where you are...don't
move a muscle or even think about touching your cock.  Do you understand?"
I nodded that I did, but instead of leaving he just stood there looking at
me. "I'm getting very tired of just watching you just nod at me. You have a
voice boy ...use it."

"Well, what are you waiting for?  Get started already!"  I painfully inched
forward on my knees when I realized that he wasn't going to move at
all. When I had finally covered the distance between us, I lowered my head
and had almost arrived at his juiced-up cock when his hand grabbed my head
and slowed my descent. "Just lick it a while first. You'll need
instructions if you are going to make it as my boy."  I stuck out my tongue
and lowered my head further until it made contact with the smooth, reddish
skin that covered his cockhead.  I immediately tasted the salty funk of his
precum as I used my tongue to probe deeper and deeper into his piss slit.
I could sense that his cock was once again on the rise and heard him let
out a soft moan.  I immediately tried to take the entire head of his cock
into my mouth but was quickly pulled off again.  "Are you deaf, boy?  Look,
I know you want this cock bad, but you WILL follow my instructions.  I only
told you to lick it. After what seemed a lifetime he pushed my face away.

"Open up now boy, ..you been wanting this haven't you?"  I opened my mouth
and felt about three inches of his steely hard cock slip into my mouth.  He
moaned and just held it there for a few seconds, telling me how hot my
mouth felt around his cock. Holding my head firmly, he began to pump it up
and down on his drippy man-meat, farther and farther down the shaft until
the thick head began to hit the back of my throat.  I felt the urge to gag
each time it touched the back of my mouth but he really didn't care
anymore.  Tears began to well up in my eyes, an automatic reflex when a
person feels they are choking.  Through those tears, it was easy to see
that at least half of his cock was still outside my mouth.  How far did he
intend to go?

The answer came moments later when he pulled my face clear of his cock and
held it firmly less than an inch away from the angry, flared head. At this
range the piss slit looked like the mouth of a canon. In my haze I heard
him say, "Take a long, really deep breath through you mouth..." As soon as
he saw me begin to take the breath, he slammed my head viciously into his
crotch, his dirty cock only pausing slightly as it bumped the back of my
throat before sliding down the relaxed opening.  Of course, as soon as I
realized what had happened my throat was no longer relaxed.  I was gagging
constantly as he held my head down in his pubes, my throat convulsing over
and over around the thick invader.  "That's it boy...it's like your throat
is trying to get my cock off all by itself.  I'm proud of you boy, your
throat was made for a man's cock - made to let a man sling his cum down
there."  Just as I felt that I was going to pass out, Karl raised my head
up long enough for me to gasp for air.  I could see thick, nasty strands of
my saliva mixed with his precum gushing out of my mouth and down his thick
shaft. It was the consistency of cum as it slipped nastily over his balls
and ran down my couch. He then proceeded to thrust my head back down his
shaft and even though he had a more difficult time ramming it past the back
of my mouth and into my throat (he didn't have the element of surprise
anymore) he still managed to slip all the way inside until my nose was once
again buried in his pubic bush.  I gagged again, producing another thick,
white glob of mucus to lubricate his cock for each successive thrust.  He
didn't hold me down on it as long this time before letting me up for air
and then thrusting it back again.  Soon he developed and settled into a
long, slow, deep throat fuck and I was beginning to get a grip on my
breathing, timing the breaths to occur at exactly the moment my mouth
cleared the head of his cock.  He was totally in control, never releasing
my head for a second.

I knew that spit and precum were everywhere - I could see a thick puddle of
white, foamy saliva dripping off his balls onto the floor. He continued his
verbal teaching as well - "Yeah, now your using your mouth pussy...take my
cock - take it all the way to the root, boy!  You've been dreaming about
this for years, haven't you? Thinking about a wet, big, cock sliding down
your throat."  His thrusts were becoming quicker now and I felt a new wave
of swelling travel up his cock - I knew he was getting close.  "Remember
how you fucking rooted around my balls, boy?  Well, now you're getting the
whole thing right down your tight little throat, just like you always
wanted.  My big, thick cock - the same cock that pissed in your mouth is
pounding your throat like its fucking a pussy.  Your throat is about to
milk the sperm out of the nuts you licked and that makes you hot, doesn't
it?  Takes you right to the edge thinking about tasting my cum, doesn't it
boy.  Well, slave boy, get ready - here it comes!!!!"

 Time slowed to a crawl as I felt his cock swell even larger stretching my
mouth and the first violent wave of cum traveled up his shaft to empty far
down my throat. Suddenly, With unbelievable quickness for a man in the
middle of an orgasm, he pulled my head awkwardly backwards and moved to sit
right on the edge of the sofa with the head of his cock less than an inch
from my mouth.  It shuddered again with nothing to hold it steady and
spewed a second massive load all over my face and into my mouth. I was
covered from my hairline down to my chin.  A third blast coated my right
cheek and quickly ran down to my chin, mingling with what was already there
and gaining enough weight to slide off onto the floor.

I focused on the underside of his shaft and noticed it contract as yet
another wave of his cum made its way to accumulate at his cockhead.  He
yanked my head backwards even further and looked down at me, smiled and
spit into my open mouth. Poor slave boy hasn't gotten to taste any yet.  Is
that what you want, to taste my cum, your Master's cum?"  Well beyond
embarrassment by now, I eagerly nodded that I wanted it.  He shook my head
hard and calmly set me straight. "I told you not to nod at me use your
mouth cunt to answer me, tell me what you want!"

"Please...Sir, I want to taste it so bad.  Please don't waste it.  I need
to see what it tastes like.  I've done everything you wanted tonight -
please let me have it in my mouth."  I was scared and excited at the same
time.  "Keep your mouth open, boy, here it cums ...ENJOY!"  He held his
still throbbing cock over my open mouth as he moved even closer to the edge
of the couch and just let it sit there for a moment, temptingly, as his
hand kept the skin pinched off, staring at me, watching my reaction. After
what seemed like an eternity, he skinned his hand back and I got my first
real taste of his load.  It was amazing.  The pent up cum ran out like a
fountain directly into my waiting, hungry, mouth.  The taste was incredible
and I knew that I was hooked - everything he had said about me was true.  I
wanted to cry, I wanted to cum, I wanted to run away, I wanted to taste
more of his cock - all at the same time.  I closed my mouth and moved the
thick, creamy, salty, cum of my new Master around with my tongue to coat
the entire inside of my mouth, savoring the musky flavor and heat of his
cum. He began to beat my face with his slimy cock, moving his cum all over
my face before he released the back of my head. I knew I was hooked.

We settled into a comfortable routine in the next couple of days. I was his
cocksucker but every once in a while I forgot myself and displeased him. I
just couldn't understand how I was so happy being his slave. What kind of
guy wanted to be a cock-slave anyway?  We were in a cool spot as he
continued to train me as the slave he wanted. Master had me on my knees
after supper. He raised his flaccid member up slightly with his hand and
brought the nub of his cock to within an inch of my lips. "Do you see my
pee hole?" he asked. I nodded. "Answer me now boy!"  "Yes," I answered with
some hesitation. "Yes, what?" "Yes...I..."  "My name, boy. Always address
me properly. Say, `Yes, Master'." I swallowed hard, staring at the slit
near his lips. "Yes, Master," somehow once I said the word it just felt
natural. "Now stick your tongue out and wiggle it around in the hole."  I
told myself that I was only doing it because I had no choice, I slowly let
my tongue slip from my lips and made the first, trembling contact with
Master's massive piss hole, parting the slit.  "Get the tip in there," he
instructed. "Good, good, just wiggle it in there. Now lean in and let your
lips suck on the head. Start sucking your Master's cock head into your
mouth."  With the tip of my tongue lodged in Master's pee slit, I leaned my
head forward ever so slightly and my lips got their first full taste of
it. Master's soft skin gave way to my soft lips and the cock head crept
into my opening mouth like an eager snake. "Now roll your tongue around
it," Master told me. "Get it nice and wet."  As I did this, I could sense
the monster growing. The head of it in my mouth began to swell and he had
to scoot back a bit to allow for the growth without gagging me, his
boy. For all the discomfort and violation I had suffered, I found the feel
of the silky skin in my mouth to be rather pleasant, though I tried not to
think about it that way. I swirled my tongue around and around to get it
wet the way I was told. I had to keep opening my mouth wider as more and
more of his meat slid in and grew. "Tastes good, doesn't it?" Master pulled
his growing member from my mouth and waited for a response. "Answer me,
boy."  I simply couldn't take my eyes off my Master's cock as it glistened
from its first meeting with my tongue. It was still soft and flexible in
his grip. It was thick and long, at least seven inches showing, with more
to go. "Yes, Master," I said. That's what the answer had to be, I
figured. I kept telling myself it meant nothing. It was just something he
had to do to please this man and keep myself from being hurt.  He smiled
down at me. "Now, you know where the most sensitive areas are. I want you
to show me with your tongue." Master let his cock flop around on my face,
wiping the moist head from cheek to cheek. "Come on, boy," he taunted. "Get
that tongue out. Lick the best places."  I stuck my tongue out again and
began licking the under belly of his cock, just below the glans. Master
moaned his approval and seven inches became eight. Knowing where I liked my
own penis rubbed, my inhibitions began to ebb and within minutes, I was
licking Master's big cock like it was a candy stick in all the right
places. The size and feel and smell of it against my tongue, lips and face
quickly erased the line between what men should and shouldn't do and what
simply felt good. Eight inches became nine, and nine ten, and before long
the man I now thought of as my Master had reached the glory of a full
erection.  I had to lick and suck on all the areas of Master's cock that I
could reach and he had to step back and press down on his shaft to make
sure the proper attention was given to every area. Master swayed his hips
as he fed me his tool. "It tastes good, doesn't it, boy?"  Between the
loud, wet slurps of my tongue, I responded properly, "Yes, Sir." "I want to
hear you moaning those words over and over as you suck me off, boy," my
Master instructed. "I want to hear you moaning, `Yes, Oh, yes, Master'."
Master's monster snake was soon glistening with my efforts and he began
inserting his head back into my wet mouth repeatedly until trickles of
saliva were running down the shaft and dripping onto my chest. I couldn't
help it, I began moaning the words, "Yes, Sir," as the regal head of his
cock met my lips. What started out as strict obedience soon became very
genuine moans and groans of pleasure and desire as I repeated those words
with greater intensity and desire. I had lost all sense of who he was or
what position I was in and the only thing that seemed to matter was being
close to my man, my Master's big cock as it slid all over my face.  The
massive member slid out from my wet lips and I quickly lunged at Master's
cock and sucked it back into my mouth for another tongue bath, I nearly
gagged as it approached the back of my throat. My eyes watered as I sucked
on the end of Daddy's pole like a nursing babe.  He pulled the dripping
head of his cock out of my mouth again and humped his long shaft slowly up
and down over my face as his boy licked and kissed from below. "It's a
beautiful cock, isn't it, boy?"  "Oh, yes, Sir," I answered as I kissed
that beautiful shaft. "Yes!" And I found myself wanting my hands to be free
to grip the shaft of Master's cock with both hands and control it for
myself. It was so big, so thick, so soft and yet so hard and massive. I
wanted to know what it felt like to hold it but knew that Master knew
best. Yes, I found it to be quite beautiful.  Then my Master humped his way
up onto my face so that his balls came into range. My Master's balls were
shaved bare and before he could tell me what to do I licked my way down to
them and began kissing them and suckling them and marveling at how full and
heavy and smooth they felt against my wet touch.  "Pretty soon, I'm going
to unload those in your mouth," Master said as he delighted in the pleasure
of my sudden eagerness. "Mmm...you you're your Master's cum in your mouth,
don't you, boy? I own you."  My face was smothered in his manhood. I was
breathing it all in and tasting it and had no real sense of what it all
meant, but I was too far gone in what I was doing to think rationally about
it. "Yes, Sir," I moaned after rolling the flat of my tongue across his
ball sack, which seemed to be rising just a bit.  He slid back down and let
me press the flat of my tongue on the underside of his cock head and roll
it around. Pre-cum oozed from the thick cock out onto my tongue and was
smeared around as my licking continued. Finding the new taste strange but
pleasant, I lapped at the pee slit and sucked more of the warm juice from
my owner's tool. "Get it all now boy," Master encouraged me as he moaned
his approval. I was licking that head so passionately now that he was
getting ready to explode. He hadn't had an orgasm in hours, saving it all
up for this moment. My tenacity, though not wholly unexpected, was getting
him off faster than anticipated.  Master then placed his hands on my head
and I , sensing what was next, opened my mouth willingly and accepted the
final insertion of his thick monster. Daddy directed my eyes upwards and
told me to prepare for a large gush of cum. My Master didn't want me to
swallow right away, though. He wanted me to let all the cum collect in my
mouth and then wait until I was told before gulping it down.  Though his
mouth was too engorged speak, his eyes said it all. "Yes, Sir."  I
continued to stare up at the smooth, muscular upper body of the man that
towered over me, controlled him. My tongue swirled around the huge flesh
pole frantically, dancing to the inevitable. Master's moans of pleasure
grew more intense until, at last, he placed his hands on the corners of my
jaws and pulled out enough to let the first burst of cream shoot into my
mouth.  I was startled and almost inhaled it when I felt the warm stream
gush into the back of my throat. I recovered in time to open my mouth wider
to accept the second wave, which produced more than the first. Master began
stroking his pole with both hands, milking it as I obediently kept my mouth
open to receive one shot after the other. My mouth was soon filled with a
pool of creamy whiteness, salty and sticky.  With each intense spasm my
Master milked his shaft until the quivering subsided and the last major
glob of cum dropped into my waiting mouth. The pool of cream had risen to
the brim of my lower lip and I held it all there, trembling at the
fullness, afraid for what was next, unable to move for fear of letting some
spill and upsetting my Master.  He slowly stroked himself down as he caught
his breath and admired his handiwork. As the massive tool began to soften,
he dipped the head into my mouth and then wiped it off around my nostrils
so I could breath it in.  "Now close your mouth, boy," I was
instructed. "Close your mouth and swish it all around, get used to my
taste, eh cocksucker."  I slowly brought my lips together and winced. I had
nothing to compare this taste to. It was warm and gooey and it filled my
cheeks as he slid it all around the way I was ordered. I knew that it was
also the pinnacle of my submission. With my Master's last instruction, I
swallowed it down in full gulps. And even after I had finished swallowing I
could still taste and feel it in my mouth, as though it would always be
there for me, And perhaps it would. With my Master's cum stains drying in
my nostrils and the taste of him fully on my lips I felt deliriously owned
and used.  With Master still rubbing his flaccid tool against my lips, I
licked at the last of the oozing cum escaping from the pee slit as if
licking from an ice cream cone. Without any instruction from Master as to
what to do with it, I simply let it glaze my tongue and then swallowed it
down with the rest. When the well ran dry, I continued to suckle his cock
head like a pacifier until it slipped away.  "Did you enjoy that?" Master
asked. My head was drooped in a daze, as if I was about to pass out from
either exhaustion or confusion. Master grabbed Me by the hair and tugged my
gaze upwards. "Tell me, boy...did you enjoy sucking my cock and tasting my
cum?" I nodded slowly, like I was in a fog. The smell of cum filled my
nose. The taste of my Master's big cock and creamy cum overpowered my taste
buds.  Master Rod led me over to what he called the training bench. It
looked like a very heavily padded narrow bench with lots of levers for
adjustments. I was told to lay down on it and relax. Master seemed overly
concerned about my getting into just the right position and being
comfortable. When he was satisfied that I was where he wanted me a wide
leather strap was tightened over my belly then my wrists an ankles were
strapped down. I was surprised that even here, my legs were spread wide by
the straps. Master busied himself with some devise while I was left to
wonder what was going on and why I couldn't even be allowed to move a
muscle.

"Were all ready now little one, its time for you to learn how to use that
mouth cunt of yours. Open your mouth now and let me fit this frame in it."
With my mouth wide open Master pushed a bit in and positioned it behind my
teeth , I couldn't close my mouth. He then switched some levers and I found
my body tilted own and adjusted level to his crotch. " Your just about
ready now cunt , you better be a good cocksucker , I don't want to be
wasting my time. I'll go slow to let you get used to it, its kind of like
breaking a pony to the saddle , you have to be patient"

He moved forward and ran his cock and balls across my face telling me to
just breathe in the smell of a man's cock. I have to admit that being
strapped down and completely immobile the musky smell was
intoxicating. With my head upside own his cock head looked even bigger than
it was as he fed it into my open mouth. "lick that cock cunt, it won't be
easy with your head upside down but I want to feel that tongue inside of my
piss slit."

Master was slowly moving his cock, stroking it into my mouth deeper and
deeper, I started to worry. He was fucking my mouth slowly and
methodically, thrusting in and out. With my mouth propped open I could feel
the saliva just pouring out of my mouth as he pulled his cock out and then
thrusted it back in. I gagged as his cock hit the back of my throat
shutting off my windpipe. I was gasping for breath but still couldn't move
as my throat muscles contracted and convulsed. I felt like I was choking
and there was nothing I could do, I was helpless. Master pulled out and I
gasped for air with what seemed like buckets of saliva pouring out of my
open mouth.

" Now you see what its like to swallow a mans prick whole, a boy-cunt like
you has to be able to take any mans cock right down his mouth cunt whenever
he's told to, don't worry you'll get it. The mouth-ring keeps you from
biting my cock and also contributes to your helplessness. Here it comes
again boy, this time I suggest you take in some air real quick."

I gulped in some air as his cock again invaded my mouth slowly thrusting to
the back of my throat. It poked through my windpipe opening and I was again
impaled unable to take a breath. He started to fuck my mouth slowly now, in
and out, in and out. Each time I choked a little less as it entered my
throat. Master started massaging my throat with his hands telling me how
much he liked feeling his cock in my throat.

"That's right little one, just relax and let me fuck your pretty face, I
can that already your getting used to it. It wont be long and you'll be
able to take a horse cock right down your gullet. When your fully trained
you'll be able to take a piece of man-meat in any of your fuck holes but
your mouth will be the deepest cunt of all. I think you'll be able so suck
cock right down your throat without the mouthpiece pretty soon. I'm going
to cum pretty soon now so get ready for your treat."

I sensed his cockhead becoming even bigger as it swelled in the back of my
throat and I felt the first spurt of cum hit. Master then pulled out and as
I gasped for breathe another thick blast of cum went on my face, gushing
into my eyes and nose. I coughed and cried as cum went up my nose, Master
laughed at my discomfort but began wiping my face with a damp cloth.

"Well little man I think you've got a glimpse of how much you have to learn
to be the slave cocksucker I want. I'm going to let you up now so you'll be
more comfortable." Master unstraped me but left the mouth training ring in
and he hobbled my ankles with chain. I knew I was very open and exposed,
hell even my mouth was open with the training ring still in it. Master then
told me to kneel down keeping my hands behind my back. God I liked being
told what to do.

"You see , a pussyboy like you looks best on his knees with his mouth
spread wide open and ready to serve his owners. I think you enjoy it. I
think I actually blushed as Master ran his finger into my cummy mouth, he
had fucked my mouth but had been quite gentle actually. It was embarrassing
because I was hard with lust at being treated like a cunt. I knew then that
I had found my place in life.



Master maneuvered the ring out from behind my teeth and let me flex my
jaw. It felt good to be able to close my mouth again but I knew it wouldn't
be for long. "Well little one its time to continue your cocksucker
training. You must remember to breathe, relax your throat muscles and keep
your eyes open. Put your hands behind you and keep them there." I felt his
massive prick head pass my lips wide open by choice without the training
ring. He very gently began to fuck my mouth again telling me to align my
mouth and throat in a straight line. I gagged once again as his cockhead
passed through my throat opening but it wasn't as bad as before. Master
pulled out, I caught my breath and he slowly slid it into my throat again,
this time I didn't gag even as he left it there closing off my air
passage. I just calmly let my throat muscle spasms massage Master's cock as
I continually swallowed.

I was actually serene when he pulled out and trust deeply back in a couple
of times. "Well boy that's real good, I knew I wasn't wasting my time with
you. Its time to fuck your mouth like it was a cunt now. "Open wide now boy
here comes your Master's cock, suck it in deep, get used to it."

With my eyes wide open his prick looked like a cannon as it came to my
lips. Surprisingly enough he patiently let me suck his cock in at my own
pace. Even I was surprised when I had all 8 inches of his thick prick in my
mouth. I held his cockhead in my throat while my muscles contracted and
massaged the head. I know it sounds strange but I really felt good about
this, it gave me a feeling of power. What a hoot, here I am kneeling in
front of a man's crotch with cock down my throat and I had a feeling of
power!

"Very good slut now I'll show you what its like to really blow your man." I
was slowly sucking on his cock as Master explained once again that the
difference between a cunt and a mouth was that a mouth had more lip
control. I listened intently as he told me to begin moving my lips like a
fish letting my lips massage his cock all the way into my throat. He
grabbed my neck and used it to position me where he wanted telling me that
he could feel his cock in my throat. Once again I felt how powerless I was
with his big hands squeezing my neck and bringing my mouth up and down on
his prick, it felt good.

"Do you notice that your not gagging any more boy, your now a cocksucker.
My cock and your mouth have reached a kind of covenant now, your now my
cocksucker. Don't worry you'll get lots of practice from now on."

Master came in my mouth this time filling my mouth up. He told me to hold
it in my mouth , squish it around and get used to the taste. It kind of had
the consistency of raw eggs but was salty, I liked it. I next had to open
my mouth and show him the cum, kneeling slack jawed and watching him, my
Master. I thought about the housecat that brings his Master a mouse looking
for his approval. This was reinforced when he patted my head and told me
"good boy, now swallow."

Master chained my hands behind me again and fastened a strap with a rubber
cock on it into my mouth. I had had ball gags before but this was very
different. " Now that you've acquired your new skill I think we need you to
get used to cock in your mouth. Do you notice that its just like a real
cock although a bit shorter so it just rubs at your throat muscles a little
as you move about. It wont be long and you will only feel right with a cock
in your mouth." Every time I moved a little the fake cock in my mouth
tickled the opening of my throat. It felt awful yet I reveled in his
comments about my being a quick learner as a cocksucker. I was comfortable
as a cocksucker, his cocksucker.