Date: Sat, 25 Feb 2012 16:00:41 +0000
From: tim tim <noway16@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tom Discovers Ch 23

Here is another one of Tom discovers. Hope you enjoy them. If you want to
read more of my stories visit my website at www.timsfunplace.com. It
includes a guy in underwear competition. If you want to send any comments
back you can do that at noway16@hotmail.com. Now enjoy this new chapter.


It took a while before I heard my computer go off telling me that an email
had arrived.

Slave,

What do you want?

A very short to the point email I thought.

I replied:

Master.

When I sent the email the pizza delivery guy from last Saturday was
here. He wanted me to do something with him. I told him I couldn't and that
I needed your permission first. He has left now, but I had to give him your
email address.

Slave Tom.

I waited with tension for the arrival of the answer.

Slave,

It seems you have not yet learned to obey. We need to make sure that that
is going to change. This weekend you are going to be free to do what you
want. From somewhere next week we will need your attention again, including
the next weekend. So don't make any plans.

I felt my dick going hard while I was reading it. Not because I had the
time off, but because they wanted me to do stuff again. Strangely enough it
had been lonely without them around the last few days. I needed their
attention.

I replied:

Dear Master,

I will do my best to obey and I am prepared to learn. I won't plan anything
for next week and I can do what I want this weekend.

Your Slave Tom.

I waited to see if I would get a reply back. But nothing happened.

I had that weekend a lot of time to think about stuff. I was more or less
pushed into all of this, even blackmailed but somehow it was getting to me
too. I was horny and it got me excited every time. Only that thing around
my dick made it less. The first few days after that evening session they
had felt empty but now I was slowly starting to feel the pressure rise
again. But a few more days and then I would be allowed to shoot again I
hoped.


The weekend went pasted and after that the waiting started. The waiting for
my next assignment I thought. My email was always on and I waited for it to
tell me I had mail.

On Wednesday evening the sound went off and I finally had mail.

Dear Slave Boy Tom.

It is time you start getting your punishments and do the next task. It will
be a busy 4 days, so it is best to make sure you will do all the chores you
need to do today.

First of all we were contacted by the pizza guy. He agreed with us that you
needed to be punished. We asked if he knew anything and he did. On Friday
evening you are going to go along with him. You will do whatever he
wants. If we hear anything different the punishment will be harder. He will
pick you up at 5:30. You will wear the briefs with the cartoons on them and
the see through sports shorts. You can wear a t-shirt as long as it is not
too long.

Then we have something for this weekend. We have entered you in a fashion
show. It is held at our university. You will have to be there tomorrow
evening for explanations and then Saturday for the rehearsal and show.

You will have to report on Thursday in room 4A, 2nd Floor. You will ask for
Stephan and tell him that you are the one that has been sent by Erik to be
the stand in for the sick guy. We will make sure there will be appropriate
clothing in your house when you get home tomorrow. Any questions will be
answered.

Your Masters

I went home on Thursday with a higher heart rate. Several times during the
day my little man wanted me to give it some attention. But that was not
possible. With not cumming for this extended time my balls were starting to
hurt again. I just hoped I would be allowed to cum one of these days.

When I got home on Thursday I walked straight into the bedroom as I
expected that my clothes would be there. With tension I got closer and
looked onto the bed. A t-shirt with short sleeves and short pants were
laying there. The pants were green and the t-shirt, well it didn't look
like something special.

I made some supper and ate it. I saw it was almost time to go. I got into
the bedroom and got the t-shirt on. Oh wow it was very tight around
me. Shit that ment the shorts were probably as well. I was right they just
fitted. It must have shown my buttocks very well. I knew I would be
noticed.

I had expected worse though, so I was not too upset by it. When I got there
the door was open and around 15 people were there, men and women.

"I come to take the open place; Erik has set me up for it".

"Ah fine, very well indeed". He said looking me over. "We were afraid we
had to skip that part of the show".


"You're welcome" was the only thing I could say.

"You have experience with this?"

"Hmm no".

"OH that doesn't matter. It will all be explained in a moment. What is your
name?".

"Tom".

"OK Tom, go and find a spot. I think everyone is here so we will start
soon".

I found a place just beside another guy. University student I thought.

Another student stood up and got himself in front of us.

"Welcome all. First of all I have good news. The last place for the show
has been filled in now as well". He looked down on his paper and said "Ah,
Tom where are you?"

"I am here". I said, standing up.

"Fine, that should be very good. I think it is even an improvement Tom. I
think Francis chickened out".

I blushed a bit.

"Ok, we have rehearsal on Saturday morning and then in the afternoon the
show. Who of you have never done this before?"

I pushed up my hand, together with 3 more.

"Ok, please come in on the Saturday morning early, so we can show you what
to do and how to do it. I will hand out a schedule of order and what each
is going to be modelling. Just memorise your positions.

Damn I thought me on a catwalk. I never expected that to happen. But I knew
there was a catch. I suspected I would have to model the Speedo range or
something like that.

"Oh and Tom your name is not on the list. Just check to see where the name
Francis is. If there is anything not clear just ask ok?  I will see you in
a minute when the rest are gone."

I stayed on my bum sitting down while the forms were handed out. When I got
mine I saw that the name Francis was on it 4 or 5 times, each time the last
of the group. I then checked to see what was behind my name as items I
would be modelling. Oh shit no Underwear.

Hope you enjoy them. If you want to read more of my stories visit my
website at www.timsfunplace.com. It includes a guy in underwear
competition. If you want to send any comments back you can do that at
noway16@hotmail.com.