Date: Fri, 1 Nov 2013 19:33:59 -0400
From: dave stout <dodge1191@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Gentle seduction to Service, chapter 3

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A Gentle seduction to service, Chapter #3

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

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Postscript:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My new owners:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No I really haven't had the time and I'm not experienced enough to break a
suck-boy to a phallus; it would be interesting to watch you though."

"Ok then, Get him dressed and we'll take him home to continue his training,
before were done he'll be as great a Ladies maid as he is a cocksucker. I
really don't even want to inspect him here."  I was dressed and put in the
back seat and driven to a house in town, boy it felt good to be without
handcuffs. I followed them into a large addition in back of the house. I
was very apprehensive.

After they had availed themselves of more wine they again returned to
me. "Well boy you can now see the difference in how a Woman trains and
controls a slave-boy. Submission is your destiny.

THE END

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