Date: Sat, 31 Jan 2004 05:41:40 -0800 (PST)
From: Larry Cane <lcane19@yahoo.com>
Subject: Diary of a Teenage Slave - part5   again

    Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction involving humiliation, mild
violence, and sexual activity between males. The characters do not
represent any real persons. If you find such material offensive or in
violation of the laws of your state/country, please don't read any further,


   For me there is nothing more beautiful than a mans
erection, big, small, thick, thin, black, white or yellow, it is
truly for me, God's gift to man.  I love the taste, the
smell, the power of them, the feel of sliding my lips up and
down the shaft and feeling the swollen muscles and pulsating
veins. Or running my tongue all around the head of it,
under the ridge, up to the slit that ejects life itself, and
push my way in there. Seeking always the sweet stringy sap
that is pre-cum and for me is like eating dessert before the
main meal. I love the feel of its strength as it glides
across my tongue and I open my throat and engulf it till my
face and nose are buried in pubic hair. I love the vibrations
and spasms of the cock's owner on my lips, as he goes into
orgasm, and then the feeling of his juice spouting into my
mouth and throat. I feel it slipping down my throat and
then withdraw enough to have it fully deposited in my mouth
where I roll it around on my tongue, savoring it till it to
enters my throat and my body.  Siphoning off each delicious
drop, I then try to keep it excited and hard, but all to
often it shrinks and withdraws from me and my reward is over!

                    Rewards and Punishment

  As I lowered my head to my Masters beautiful member, he
grips it at the hilt and begins slapping me across the face
with it, and it became a game for me to try and capture it
with my eager mouth.  Suddenly all this had a very growing
and painful experience on me, as pain suddenly shot thru my
cock. I had forgotten about the erection control I was
wearing, but apparently my Master hadn't. I felt the sting of
the stick on my back as Master laid it hard across me,

  "Now maybe you see why I had fitted you with such a
device", he stated, "when servicing me or anyone, it is about
them and their pleasure, and never yours!  This is one of
many painful lessons you must learn, now proceed!"

  Once again I lower my head to his waiting cock, and this
time there was no playing around. I began by licking the
drop of pre-cum that had formed at the slit in the head, and
all around the ridge. I then licked down his shaft and onto
his balls that hung beneath, and were resting on the seat
itself. Unable to use my hands, I captured his cock between
my lips and his stomach, and slid them up till I could open
my mouth and receive him.  He gave me neither compliments
not criticism, but leaned back and rested his head against
the back, and let me do the thing I do best and love so
much.

  Deep throating was something I had learned early in my
life, and had become quite good at, but there was no way I
was going to take this monster to the hilt. I did try my best
to take as much as I could and surprised myself how much
that was, but still there seem to be more left, "unswallowed"
than I had deep in my throat and mouth. I began moving on
it, sliding. slipping, gripping with my lips and playing
with my tongue, as I bobbed up an down in his lap.  I was lost
in my joy of my task and time was meaningless as I enjoyed
this reward my Master had given me. I was almost unprepared
for his orgasm, but I felt him thru my lips and tongue,
clinch and jerk, and he began to move against me in a hurried
bounce. What seemed to me to be an ocean of cum, hit me in
the back of my throat, and slid down inside me, as gush
after gush erupted from him. As the flow eased, I slid him
back onto my tongue so that I might savor the taste and the
feel of it there. I continued to suck on the head and draw
every last drop from him, and as he began to recede. I clung
to him with my mouth suction until he pushed me harshly and
I fell away onto the floor, and waited for his reprimand.

  After a time he looked down on me and said, "You may be
worth the trouble of training after all. You are quite good
at that and I suppose it is because of practice, but for
whatever reason you excel, you have given me pleasure, and
that is what a Master expects from his slave!"

  My heart soared with these words and for having pleased
my Master and for being allowed this wonderful reward. He
then asked me to stand and he removed the lock and my belt
device, He instructed me to go back down, remove the butt
plug, clean it and return with it to him for further
instructions. Funny but I had grown so use to the plug, that I
nearly forgot it was in me, though as I walked down the stairs,
I felt it moving inside me.

Once back up in my Master's presence, he took the plug and
put it aside and told me to again strap on the chastity
belt with erection control device but without the butt plug.
Once done he took me on a tour of my new home, and
instructed me as to how he wanted it maintained and where the
cleaning supplies were.  When we entered his bedroom, he told me
that unless otherwise told, I was to sleep on the rug at
the side of his bed. He said I would be allowed in his bed
only when servicing him or one of the other Masters.  As the
tour finished in his bedroom, he told me he was going to
take a short nap and that I should go down to the Training
room, clean it paying particular attention to the hair in the
drain and any cum that may be on the floor. Once done there
he ordered me to clean the living room and remove all the
dishes to the kitchen, wash them and any others in there. I
was to scrub the kitchen floor on my hands and knees, and
wax it the same way. When he awoke, he told me, he would
give me the menu for dinner, as we are having a guest, and I
could then get started on that.  He was assuming I could
cook, which I could somewhat, but it didn't matter as he
guided me in every step of the meal preparation.

  I did as directed as diligently as I possibly could and
had everything done before he awoke. I wasn't sure what I
should do, so I just crawled into his bedroom and lay on the
rug and waited for him to wake. As I lay there, I wondered
whom our guest could be and what it would hold in store for
me. In my wildest imagination, I would never have guessed.

  When my Master awoke, he inspected all that I had done,
and after several criticism said I had done satisfactorily
for a first time. I was to learn in time, that this was high
praise, at least as high as I would ever get. We then began
preparations for dinner. With him sitting sipping wine and
directing my efforts. He told me while I was working, that
tonight's guest was a very good friend of his, and a fellow
Master, and that I was to be on my best behavior or else!
He had no need to explain what "or else" meant.  While I
was allowed to be off the leash, the belt and collar would
remain in place, and I was to keep my head down, and to only
speak when spoken too.

  While my Master showered and changed, I prepared the
table in the dinning room for the two masters, and opened two
bottles of his favorite wine to breathe, as instructed. When
he returned he inspected this and tasted the wine and
nodded his approval. Just then the doorbell rang, and I hurried
to the door and pulled it wide as my Master stepped forward
to greet the guest. Keeping my head lowered, it was still
in my vision to see them hug and kiss rather passionately.
My Master invited him in then and ask about something I
didn't catch, but to which the guest replied something about
in the car and later. They chatted as they entered the
living room and I closed the door. My Master neither introduced
me to the guest, not acknowledged me in any way, until he
turned and told me to check on dinner.

   As I went about putting the finishing touches on their
dinner, I wondered exactly what Master and his guest's
relationship was, could I be feeling a bit jealous? That is not
at all what a slave should do, as the Master owns the
slave, never the other way around. I put it out of my mind and
when everything was ready, I took the first course to the
dinning room and then went and told them that it was served,
making sure to keep my head lowered and to say Sir to both.

  They chatted and laughed as they ate, and seem not to
even notice I was in the room. Guest had not spoken to me, or
acknowledged my existence at all, and if he looked at me at
all I was unaware. I cleared their dishes and served each
course as I had been instructed earlier, and stood silently
by as they ate each.  Neither of them desired coffee or
tea, so they finished and took their wine to the living room,
while I cleared, cleaned, and loaded the washer.

  Having finished, I padded softly back into the living
room for instructions, and my Master inquired if I was done,
to which I told him I was, He then looked at his guest and
said something about it being time for the entertainment. He
then told me to come stand in front of him and as I did the
guest rose and left the room, I heard the front door open
and close. As I stood by my Master, he removed the lock on
my belt and told me to go down to the training room and
remove the belt and move my rug to the center of the room and
wait.  As I was descending the steps, I heard the guest
return and he seemed to be speaking to someone, I assumed it
was my Master. Having removed the belt, placed it on the
table, I pulled the rug to the center of the room and waited.

   As I stood facing the stairs, my Master came down first
and behind him was a huge dog and then the guest holding
the dog's leash.

  "This is Major, my friends German Shepard, and he wishes
you to be his bitch!" he spoke "You will accommodate him
and provide entertainment for me and our guest." He
continued. "Now get on your hands and knees and give us a good
show!"

  Did he really want me to let this monster of a dog fuck
me?  Ok, I have heard of this, and yes maybe I was curious,
but to do it for real? But as all this was going through my
mind, I sank to the floor and assumed the position as I had
been ordered.

  Guest released the dog, and he came straight to me and
began sniffing and poking me in my ass with his nose. I
stared at the floor and tried not to pull away, and after being
told to spread my knees farther apart, I felt the dogs
tongue on me. I had been rimmed by guys before which is the
servicing of your ass with their tongue, but this was nothing
like that. His tongue was rough and slid from the back of
my ball sack to the lips of my hole. Just when I thought
that this might be the entertainment they were thinking of,
the dog mounted me.

  He suddenly pounced on my back, his forelegs on my
shoulders, and I felt the point of something jabbing me in the
ass.  As I was just thinking he would need help in finding
his target, he did, and with a big lunge, entered me. There
was no smooth, slow start to his actions, once inside me he
began humping me as hard and as fast as he could. I braced
myself on the floor and he held me with his front legs,
scratching my shoulders as he did. He pounded away, and as I
glanced at my Master, they were watching all this, drinking
their wine and fondling each other.  But my attention was
brought back to this canine breeding me, real fast, when
suddenly I felt something against my hole that was bigger than
his cock. He kept banging away, and in seconds, whatever it
was, was inside me, and growing. I then realized what it
was, his knot! I was being tied to him and was truly his
bitch. I had not felt pain like this since my first time, as it
sealed my entry, and he began to cum. He pumped into me
again and again as he continued to hump me and I felt like my
ass would explode.  Soon his humping stopped, but not the
pressure I felt inside me, and I waited for him to withdraw
and ease this pain. I was in for a longer wait than I
thought for this to happen however.

  "If you just relax, and let nature take it's course, the
knot will shrink and he will withdraw in time" This from
the guest, who having spoken, turned and ascended the stairs.

    My Master then said, "When you are free, you may clean
yourself, use the toilet, and clean the rug and floor. You
and Major shall remain here tonight and in the morning
bring two coffees to my room at eight." Having said this, he
pointed to a clock on the table, and followed his friend,
closing the door as he left.

  The dog seem to want to dismount me but being as we were
joined at my ass, he only could swing around and lie ass to
ass behind me, which was even more painful.  After what
seemed like an eternity, the knot shrunk enough to come out as
the dog pulled away, making a slight pop as it came out of
my ass. What felt like quarts of dog cum soon followed,
running down my ass and legs. The dog, being done with me,
then went over to the side of the room and began to clean
himself with his tongue. I also cleaned myself, but I used an
enema, the toilet, and the shower. At first when I stood, my
legs were very shaky, but return to normal as I stood
beneath the water. Surprisingly, I did not feel to bad at all,
my ass was sore for sure, but not nearly as painful as when
I was tied to the dog. As I stood there, I began to think
about what had just happened, and decided it wasn't so bad,
and I couldn't decide, if this was a punishment or a
reward.

  When I finished cleaning me, the rug and the floor, I
curled up on the rug to sleep, and shortly the dog came over
and lay beside me. I slept well and was woken by Major,
poking me in the ass with his nose, and as the fog cleared from
my brain, I realized what he wanted. I assumed the position
and before long he was humping his bitch and tying to me
again. This time it totally felt like a reward.

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