Date: Sun, 16 Jan 2011 10:52:50 +0100
From: Kinky DEV <kinkydev@live.nl>
Subject: Becoming his property - Chapter 8: Shocked

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Becoming his property

Chapter 8: Shocked

I stood with my hands locked above my head for quite some time and I felt
my arms getting heavy. I heard John saying goodbye to my Master and then
leave. My Master returned to the playroom and kissed me deeply while I was
still bound. I liked the fact that he showed affection to me after letting
John abuse me for his own pleasure. "slave, you've had a tough weekend so
I'm going to prepare you for the coming period" my Master spoke.

There was gentleness in his voice but also a tone that said he was in
complete control. "I'm having a few business trips planned for the next two
weeks so you probably will not see me much during that time" he
continued. "However, that does not mean you're not under my control
anymore." He picked up the chastity belt and replaced the silicone inlay
that contained my cock and balls for an almost identical looking one and
then proceeded to lock me up again. Since I was hard it took some time but
after a few slaps to my balls I quickly softened enough. The locks closed
with a click and he stuffed the key away in his pocket after which my hands
were unlocked from the overhead beam. He removed the wrist cuffs and I was
now in my standard slave uniform, which consisted of a chastity belt and a
chain collar around my neck.

"This silicone inlay has an additional feature" my Master said and then
showed me a remote control with several buttons. "It contains an electro
module" he continued. He pressed one of the buttons and I felt a
pleasurable tingle surge through my cock and balls which caused precum to
leak out through the piss opening and made my cock rock hard in seconds. My
Master enjoyed my predicament and started stroking his cock. "I see you
like the pleasure setting, slave" he said "but it also contains a few
punishment settings" he continued.

He pressed a different button and my cock and balls felt like a thousand
needles were being pushed in them. I started to crouch down on the floor
when he stopped pressing the button.  His cock was now rock hard and oozing
precum. "That was only the lowest setting and the built in battery lasts
for at least 4 weeks. The remote has a range of 5 kilometres" my Master
said with a big grin on his face. He continued: "you will not cum for two
weeks but with this remote I have made sure it will be an interesting two
weeks. You will remain locked at all times. You don't have to wear your
rubber slave suit and buttplug and you are free to do whatever you want
unless given an order by me. I will contact you when you are to report for
slave duty again"

I barely had the time to think about his words when he pulled my head
towards his leaking dick and ordered me to open my mouth. He pushed his
cock in deeply and then turned the electro module back on, this time using
the pleasure setting again. The belt made me hornier then I ever remembered
being and I really did my best to please my Master. Since he had come
shortly before it took some time and when I looked up at him I saw him with
his eyes closed enjoying my work on his dick. He started to breathe more
quickly and I knew he was close to cumming. I took his dick in my mouth as
far as it would go and kept it there, letting the muscles in my throat do
the work. He grunted loudly and I felt his seed enter my throat. I kept his
cock in my mouth until he finished shooting his cum into me. He slowly
pulled out and ordered me to clean his cum covered cock.

When he was satisfied he turned off the electro module, took me downstairs
and opened the front door. He pushed me outside while still completely
naked and closed the door behind me without saying a word. I quickly found
the garbage bag that contained my clothes and dressed quickly, hoping
nobody saw me. I hurried home with his cum still covering my mouth and
fantasised about the Master that had taken control of my life so quickly.

I awoke on Monday morning and prepared for a boring week at work. After
taking a shower I decided that I would dress a bit more casual then usual
to match my bald head. I selected a pair of jeans that accented my ass and
a pair of black boots. I rummaged through my clothes but I could not find
anything that would look good with it and still hide the slave chain. I
looked in the mirror and saw my bald head and decided that since I would
probably face remarks by my co-workers anyway I would put on a white shirt
and let the chain be partially visible. Finally I picked up my leather
jacket and went to work.

Many of my colleagues complemented me on the new look, saying it looked
good on me and that they had respect for the fact that I had the courage to
change my looks so radically. If they only knew that I was an owned
cock-sucking slave that had no choice in the matter at all. My boss was
visibly less pleased but did not say a word. For a few days life went on as
usual and I had no contact with my Master. People around me got used to my
new look quickly and I started to wear it with pride.

On Thursday morning I was in a meeting with one of the firms biggest
customers when I felt a slight tingle in my groin. My cock got hard
instantly and started to leak precum. My Master was back in town and I
wanted to serve him! Slowly but surely the pleasurable sensation increased
in intensity and I could hardly focus on the business at hand. The
sensation continued through the entire meeting and I felt so close to
cumming but my cock was securely locked away. When the meeting ended I had
to hold a few papers in front of my crotch to cover the big wet spot of
precum that had formed. At lunchtime I decided to take a walk so that I
could cool down and get something to eat.

I was walking around and thinking about a second meeting I had planned for
that afternoon when a motor biker rode past me and stopped a few meters in
front of me. The biker wore black leather jeans, a heavy leather biker
jacket, big black boots, black gloves and a helmet with a dark vizor. He
flipped up the vizor and I recognised Master. "Hey slave, where are you
going?" he asked without caring if anybody could hear him. "I'm going to
grab some lunch" I answered after I walked closer to him. He slapped me in
my face and yelled "You piece of shit, show me some respect!" I saw people
looking and I felt my face turn red. "Sorry Sir" I said softly. "Speak up,
slave!" he commanded. "Sir, I will speak to you with more respect next
time, Sir" I said out aloud. "Much better, slave. Now get on the bike." It
did not sound like he was just asking me so I hopped on behind him and then
we drove off. We drove to a park at the edge of town and he ordered me off
the bike and attached a leash to the slave collar. He got off as well and
leaned against his bike with a cocky attitude I found very attractive.

"Kneel" he ordered. I hesitated since we were in public but this part of
the park appeared to be deserted so I did as I was told and looked down at
the floor. "Look up at me, slave" he said. In front of me stood a hot and
hunky leather clad guy that I was proud to call my Master. From his pocket
he retrieved the remote control for the electro module. "You need to learn
to behave like a slave, no matter where you are or whoever is present. You
are to address me as Sir at all times and I don't like the way you showed
you disrespect for me" he said. He pulled me closer to him using the leash
until my face was only a few centimetres away from his crotch.

"Apparently you need to be reminded who owns you, slave" he said and then
he forced my face into his crotch. He pushed a button on the remote control
and my dick and balls felt like they were being pierced by lots of
needles. My soft cries for mercy were muffled by his leather crotch and I
felt his dick grow by the second. He released the button and pulled my head
back so he could look at me. I was close to crying but I tried to suffer in
silence to serve my Master. "slave, I don't think you learned you lesson
yet" he said smiling deviously. He forced my face into his crotch again and
pressed a button again. This time he used a much higher setting and I
started begging for mercy. He was unimpressed and increased to an even
higher setting. It felt like my dick and balls were being crushed and
burned at the same time. I screamed into his crotch while he forced my head
into the smooth leather. When he finally stopped tears were flowing freely
from my eyes. He looked down on me and said "slave, I think you learned you
lesson now." With tears in my eyes I answered "Yes Sir." He pulled me close
to him and started kissing me passionately, making me forget most of the
pain, replacing it with lust for my Master.

When he got bored of the kissing he pushed my head to his left boot with
his gloved hand. "Lick" was the next thing he said. He placed the other
boot in my neck, forcing me down on the floor. I heard him light up a
cigarette and he looked down on me while he relaxed and smoked his
cigarette.

I licked his boots for some time but then heard voices followed by
footsteps. Two joggers in the park must have heard my earlier screams and
came to investigate. My face went red again and I tried to get
up. "Continue licking, slave" he just said and pushed his boot harder onto
my neck, keeping me down. Master looked at the spectators from the park
defiantly and told them "to fuck off since he was just training his slave"
like it was a normal thing to do in a park. Somehow, his cocky attitude
turned me on and I licked his boots with pride. The joggers uttered some
muffled words and left. I tried to imagine how it must have looked to the
joggers: A hot leather biker leaning against his bike, relaxing and smoking
while holding a grown man on a leash and forcing him to lick his boots. My
cock swelled on the scene that was now reality for me.

When he finished his cigarette he ordered me to sit with my hands behind my
back. He opened his zipper and pulled his cock out. He looked down at me
and just said "Open". I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in until his
balls hit my chin. He fucked my mouth hard and rough and it did not take
long before I felt he was close to cumming. He hold my head between his
gloved hands and pushed in deeply. He shot a big load into my throat and I
swallowed obediently. He did not pull out immediately but left his dick in
my mouth to go soft a little. I felt a twitch in his dick as he let his
piss flow freely into my mouth. I swallowed greedily, hoping to please my
Master by showing I could be a good slave. He continued to empty his
bladder into me while still holding my head locked between his hands. Still
pissing, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and let a few jets of his hot
piss land on my face and shirt. Only when he finished did he release his
grip on me. He made me clean his dick before putting it back inside his
jeans.

He got back on his bike and pulled me onto it using the leash. We drove
back to the office building were I work and he stopped in front of it. He
pulled me off the bike using the leash and made me kneel on the
pavement. "Kneel and kiss my boots to say goodbye, slave" he said. We were
now in full public but I did not dare to disobey him in fear of the electro
module so I did as he wanted. He unlocked the leash and said "I hope you
enjoyed your lunch break, slave" and drove off. I stood in front of my
office, partially covered in his piss and having licked his boots for the
whole world to see. My face turned red and I hurried inside.