Date: Sun, 19 Feb 2017 23:07:49 +0100
From: Brian Bainbridge <brwainwright@gmx.com>
Subject: FROM FOOT FUN TO MASTER.PART 23.DR. BEASLEY VISITS MASTER

From Foot Fun to Master

"Dr. Beasley Visits Master"


	Life went on as usual in the week since Master returned from his
latest trip to the Chicago office. He stayed home over the weekend and
rested while I completed my usual weekend responsibilities. For the
careless incident involving my collar slipping out of my shirt, I received
very hard spankings on Saturday and Sunday with the little available time I
had left at the end of both days spent in Corner Time.

	The week flew by and Saturday morning quickly arrived. Master's
plans for the weekend included playing volleyball with his friends, working
out at the gym, spending time in the pool, and having Peter sleep over on
Saturday night. Of course, the weekend for me would include my usual
chores, along with washing and waxing Master's car. He left a voice mail
with Peter to see if he could spend the night, and if so, I would be
preparing a special meal for the two of them.

	After serving Master breakfast in bed, he then moved to the
loveseat in his bedroom and rested his feet on my crotch, so I could
quickly trim his toenails. While I was secretly hoping he would allow me
the honor of licking the emery board residue off his toes or maybe also
sucking his toes, after my recent punishment, I knew I had to work my way
back up in his good graces to earn either one of these privileges. While
rubbing lotion on his feet, the house phone rang. Master picked it up and
read the caller ID out loud: "Tom Beasley."

	Wow! Professor Beasley calling Master. Although I hardly saw Randy
this past week, I knew he was planning on talking to the professor about
the two of them beginning a Master/slave relationship. I continued his foot
massage while listening to the conversation. During the two brief
conversations I had with Randy during the week, all he talked about was how
excited he was in wanting to become a property and a slave just like me.

	"That'll be fine. I have a volleyball game in about an hour, but
I'll be home right after, and I look forward to meeting you; so around 1:00
o'clock will be fine. And Tom, I hope this works out for the two of you."
They spoke about a minute longer, and then Master gave me the phone to put
back in the phone rest to recharge.

For Randy's sake, I was hoping his fantasy had already become his
reality. Master did not share any information with me as I dressed him in
his athletic clothes. He left for his volleyball game about ten minutes
later, and I left shortly after to do the week's grocery shopping and run a
few other errands. I was home by 11:15 and began my household chores. It
would be a busier than usual weekend for me.

 Master got home at 12:40 and quickly showered. I then dressed him in a
pair of navy blue shorts, blue silk underwear, a tan long sleve polo shirt,
and his favorite slides. He then went into his office to wait for his
company while I continued doing the housework.

At 1:07, the doorbell rang, and I welcomed Professor Beasley inside
Master's home. Master was standing directly behind me to welcome his
guest. The two extremely handsome men shook hands. Dr. Beasley is in his
mid thirties, about an inch shorter than Master, has beautiful brown wavy
hair, blue eyes, and an olive complexion. He was also wearing blue jeans, a
white polo shirt and flip- flops. Master, in my opinion, is the smartest,
most handsome and the sexiest man in the world, but Professor Beasley would
also make the list of the world's most beautiful men. Being in the presence
of these two Superior men could definitely make any slave feel even more
inferior than he already is.

	"It's great meeting you, Tom. Welcome to my home."

	"Thank you, Brian. Randy has spoken so highly of you from
conversations he's had with your slave; it's nice meeting you too. Thank
you for visiting with me and offering your help; I appreciate this."

	" I'm glad to help in any way I can so you can enjoy your special
status as a Superior. Do you care for anything to drink: coffee, tea,
soda?"

	"Coffee would be nice. Black coffee"

	"Slave, two black coffees, and make it quick."

	In a little over a minute, I was back in the living room with two
mugs of coffee. The two men were still standing up when using my manners, I
gave Professor Beasley his coffee first, and then I handed Master his mug.

	"Thank you," were the first words he said to me.

	"Sit down, Tom, and make yourself comfortable. The first lesson
I'll point out to you if you acquire human property is that you didn't have
to tell my slave thank you. He's doing the job he was trained to do. He
knows when I'm entertaining, especially a possible new Master, that he is
to be seen and not heard. If you noticed, the nodding of his head was his
acknowledgement to you since he does not have permission to speak right
now."

	"I realize I've got a lot to learn about taking ownership of my
boyfriend. This Dominant side of me is pretty new, and I'm finding out I
like it more and more. So far, the only thing I've done to Randy is to tie
him up when I fuck him. Brian, the feeling of power I get of when I grab
his wrist and then wrap it around an old tie and then tie him to the
bedposts gives me an instant hard on. It's like a natural high for me." "

	"I know that exact feeling you're experiencing. It is a great
feeling knowing you have complete control of your inferior, and their mercy
is under your complete control. It's an even greater feeling of control
when you use handcuffs."

" I haven't invested in any fancier sex toys yet, but I've been picturing
him in handcuffs, blindfolded, wearing a mouth gag, and in so many more
submissive positions, and my dick then gets so hard I think it's going to
rip out of my body. I like the fact that he'll be at my mercy, and I'd have
complete control of him 24/7/365."

	Master was smiling when he said, "Tom, my new friend, you are
definitely Master material. It's a great feeling, isn't it?"

	"It really is. You know we've only been dating a few months. As an
experienced Master, is that too soon for me to own him?  Was Rick that
submissive to you this early in your relationship?"

	"Slave here was submissive to me pretty much from the day we moved
in together. Eventually we basically began living an informal
Dominant/submissive relationship. After a few years of this, I was getting
tired of the life we were living at that time and knew the time had come
for me to take ownership of him. That was almost eight years ago now, and
I've never been happier. He's become the obedient property and slave I
wanted all those years before."

	"It's nice to hear you have no regrets in enslaving him because
enslaving Randy makes so much sense to me.  What if Rick ever changes his
mind and wants his freedom back?"

" Taking ownership of him was never a problem for me. If he ever wants his
freedom, he of course can leave. He'll get dressed and walk out the door
with the clothes on his back."  Master then lifted his foot, which was
still in his slides, and placed it under my chin to hold up my head.

	"Tom, look in his eyes. This property has no intentions of ever
going anywhere. He understands his purpose in life is in subjugation to
me."

	"Brian, I've been researching Master/slave roles on the Internet
and even chatted with a few Masters on a Master/slave website. But I still
have a lot to learn."

	"That will come in time. The most important thing for you to do now
is to acquire your property. Explain your expectations of him, and the rest
comes to you naturally."

	"The perfectionist in me wants everything to flow naturally
immediately. I realize you're right, Brian. Would you mind sharing what an
ordinary day might be like, say a Tuesday morning, for example, when you're
both working?"

	"He wakes up an hour before I do to shave his body, shower, and
prepare breakfast. He'll then wake me up. I'll get out of bed; he kisses my
feet in submission and drinks my morning piss. He serves me breakfast and
then cleans up while I shower. Then as my valet, he dresses me for work. He
then gets dressed, and we leave for work. We usually leave together about
7:15.

	"I like the idea of breakfast in bed and having a valet."

	: To a free man, it would be somewhat demeaning to hold up a pair
of briefs while I step into them, but it's perfectly acceptable for a
slave."

	"Thanks, it's those little things I guess will come to me once I
take control of him. And, I love the idea of kissing your feet and drinking
your piss. I may not have thought about that if I hadn't talked to you."

	"Having him drink my piss is simply for my pleasure. Before bed
every night, he kisses my feet goodnight and drinks another load of my
piss."

	"I love it; I hope you don't mind if I use that as well. It'll be
weird because I've never had anyone kiss my feet or drink my piss before,
but my slave will be trained like yours to consider this an honor as well."

	"Tom, you're a great guy, and I think you'll be a great Master. I'd
like to help you out with a few more pointers. Is that okay with you?"

	"Yes, I'm open to any help you can give me."

	Master took his feet out of his slides and lifted my head up once
more with his feet.

"Under normal circumstances, this is my property, and no one but me lays a
hand on him. But, I'll show you a few things I like and let you train on my
slave. Sound good?"

"Yes; thank you, Brian. Just so you know, I would never even think of
touching another Master's property. And I would hope another Master would
do the same to my property."

Master then walked to the sofa, and motioned for Master Tom to stand
up. The two Masters were now standing side by side. Master motioned to me
and I crawled to him.

"Seeing him crawl like that to you is just awesome. It's demeaning in a
way, and I find it so fucking hot. I love it."

"Slave, take Master Tom's flip-flops off his feet. You now see twenty
superior toes in front of you. Kiss them; start off my kissing my guest's
toes and then get to mine."

I started with the little toe on Master Tom's right foot and worked my way
to his big toe on his left foot. I then did the same to Master's beautiful,
sexy, and superior feet.

"Brian, that's so demeaning in a way because earlier in the morning I was
wearing my running shoes and socks until I put on my flip-flops just a few
minutes ago. My feet probably don't smell the best; yet, your slave had no
problems with kissing my toes."

"It's his foot fetish; he's always loved to be at my feet: clean or
sweaty. He really enjoys licking my foot sweat, eating the toe jam and gunk
between my toes after a long day. His favorite activity at my feet is
sucking my toes. He looks forward to the kissing of my feet twice a day as
he is required to do, and he massages my feet almost every day as
well. Except for the morning and evening kiss, he knows to do more with my
feet he must work hard and be totally submissive to me in order to earn
more foot privileges. He has the saddest look on his face when he knows
he's about to be earn the privilege of more foot activity and gets
punished, which causes him lose the privileges he's worked hard to earn."

"Again, it's so degrading, and I find it so thrilling. Randy's never done
anything with my feet, but I think he'll start. Worshiping my tired, sweaty
feet is so demeaning that's why I like it so much," and he and Master
started laughing.

"Let me show you a few more things, if you're still interested."

"Please do; slave training will begin today. Randy's home right now and
probably doesn't realize his freedom ends when I walk back inside the
house; make that my house."

"Tom, that's great to hear. Congratulations."

"Now, we'll go to my playroom down the hall. Attach the leash to my
property's collar. He wears his collar the whole time he's in my home with
the exception of showering, sleeping, or if I tell him otherwise."

Attaching my collar, Master Tom then said, "I can tell you now that my
slave will definitely be collared as well. This looks so natural on human
property."

"I agree. You now control as to how my slave will get to the playroom now
that's his leash is attached. If you want to walk him there, pull up on the
leash; he'll stand up, and he'll walk one step behind you. If you want him
to crawl there do nothing, and he'll just start crawling alongside you like
a dog. It's your choice, and he's used to both choices."

Master started walking to the playroom. Master Tom followed, and I crawled
to the playroom. He pulled up my leash three times during the short walk to
the playroom, with each grip limiting my range of mobility more and
more. Master once again told him, it looks like he will definitely be a
good Master because he is learning everything so quickly.

Once in the playroom Master then said, "Slave, corner."

I then crawled to the corner and stopped. Master Tom loosened the grip on
my leash and held on to it. Master was standing behind me, and Master Tom
was on my right side.

"Up, Slave," and I stood up in the corner where I've spent many hours in
punishment or Master using my body for his sexual pleasures. Now I was
standing there while my Master was using my body, his property, to help
train a new Master. While the two Superiors spoke, all I could think about
was doing my best to please Master because I knew right now if I
embarrassed him or upset him in any way, I would definitely be in the
corner receiving probably the most intense punishment he's ever given
me. All I could think about for these few seconds was how I wanted to
please Master. Of course I'm always thinking of ways to please Master, but
now, it was even more important.

"Tom, this is known as Corner Time. Here's where I have him most
often. Yes, I do use the hooks on the wall to have him in bondage, and I
enjoy seeing him on the bondage table. But I don't tie him up that
much. He's got several different positions I've trained him in, and I'll
have him demonstrate them to you."

I then grasped my hands and put them behind my head when Master
demonstrated how he likes to fuck me. I then kept the grip and moved them
to the middle of my back to demonstrate how I must stand during a
punishment. And finally, I placed my hands on my side while Master
demonstrated my relaxed pose he uses when company is visiting and I am not
busy serving his guests or at night after my chores are done when Master
doesn't want me sitting on the floor near him. Once again, Master Tom was
impressed.

"So Brian, how long do you keep him here during a punishment?"

"The longest I've kept him here is twelve hours. About half way through
that punishment, I gave him a three- minute break to use the bathroom and
get a drink of water. Otherwise, it depends on the severity of the
infraction. Sometimes he's spanked every day for a few days and spends
every available moment after completing his domestic duties here until I
release him at bedtime. It depends how severe his screw up was. And Tom,
realize that no matter how hard we train them to be totally obedient and
submissive as the inferiors they are, eventually they'll screw something up
and must be punished. It's inevitable."

"What if he'd need something during the twelve hours or so. What does he
do?"

"During an intense punishment, I'll check on him periodically. If he needs
something like using the bathroom or wanting a drink of water, he'll raise
his right hand, and I'll give him permission to speak. Otherwise, he stands
here and tries to move as little as possible."

"I like this too."

"Remember, unless you allow your slave to speak freely, and he often has
this privilege, a slave should be seen and not heard. His life is devoted
to serving me and making sure all of my needs are being met. That's his
purpose: to work hard every waking moment and thinking of how to please
me. Working diligently, as he is expected to do, doesn't allow for a whole
lot of time for personal conversations."

The two Superior men continued talking. So far everything my Master
explained or had me demonstrate impressed Master Tom. Randy will be so
lucky because his Master will be like mine in several ways. Both Masters
are very intelligent and very handsome as well. While standing and waiting
for the next instructions, I kept thinking about how excited Randy will
soon be as he begins his journey into lifetime servitude. I remember those
first minutes when I first kneeled at my Master's feet and how excited it
was for me. He'll be so proud to finally begin his life in slavery.

Master was explaining the sex toys he keeps on the bed and how I am not
allowed in this room unless I am punished or when Master supervises me
while I clean it. Master Tom once again he pulled the leash limiting my
movability even less.

"Let's see Tom where do I begin. I already told you of his required
shaving. Of course a slave is kept naked and sits and sleeps on the
floor. Occasionally, I'll cuddle with him on the loveseat in my bedroom,
but again, that's occasional. All assets are in my name; he owns nothing of
any value. Using a credit card or writing a check is done so only after he
is given permission. He gets $20.00 every two weeks for an allowance and
must provide receipts for every purchase. Returned money at the end of the
two weeks must match up. If he comes up short, he loses his allowance for
the next two weeks or longer. He can never open up the mail unless given
permission. Personal emails must be approved before sending them; the
exception of course is for work. Then his work duties include cleaning the
house, cooking, laundry, yard work, being my valet and chauffeur, and
completing other duties I assign him."

"I like all those requirements, especially the allowance. Keeping a slave
busy sounds like it's what they need since they lack structure to function
on their own."

"Believe me, I keep him busy, so when his body lies down in his bed area on
the floor at the foot of my bed, he generally has no trouble falling
asleep. It's great being able to relax or leave and have fun when I'm off
from work knowing that I have a slave to work at these menial tasks. And I
do enjoy every minute of my free time."

"That sounds great not having not having to do housework, yard work, or
cooking. Working hard and then being able to have more time to enjoy myself
will definitely be a nice reward. That's awesome!"

"Now Tom, unleash my slave, and I'll show you how to give an effective
spanking."

Master then leaned down and spoke in his lowered and seductive voice
telling me, "Your Master is glad to help train a new Master. Do well today,
and you'll be rewarded; mess up, and you'll be spending every available
minute here, and you'll finally develop a love for canned tuna since you'll
be eating it for three months. Make your Master proud. Understand?"

	"Yes, Master."

	Master then walked to the bed and grabbed his cane, which always
hurts the most. He explained that out of all his toys, this is probably his
favorite, followed by the paddle with holes. He then began to give me a
spanking. As usual he started off softer and explained his routine to
Master Tom. Quickly the harder whacks began for about a minute, He then
stopped and handed the cane over to his mentee.

	"Your turn. You can spank him as hard as you want; he's used to
getting extremely hard spankings from me."

	Master Tom began his first spanking on a man. Like Master, he is
also quite strong. Although he was not spanking me as hard as Master does,
it was pretty hard. Randy's butt will be as red as mine is after a
spanking; I'm pretty sure. After a minute or so of a pretty intense first
time spanking from another Superior, Master stopped him.

	"Tom, let's have you use the paddle now. And, try to get a tighter
grip on the handle so you can give a harder whacking to his butt. It helps
to give it a deeper red when you're finished."

	The professor, and soon to be new Master, is definitely a quick
learner, and my butt was receiving almost as intense a spanking as I get
from Master. With each whack, again, I kept thinking of Randy and hoped he
would get used to this quickly in order to please his Master.

"That's a good job; you see how nicely his butt is already getting red. In
a few more minutes, it would be a deep red and a welt or two will make its
appearance. Now attach the leg restraints and have him walk over to the
hooks."

As he bent down to attach the restraints, once again, I saw Master Tom's
dick getting really hard. Once again, he then held my leash in his hand as
we walked to the hooks. Master was waiting for us to take those eight steps
from the corner to the hooks on the wall.

"Tom, I see this is already getting you horny, and we've hardly begun."

"Brian, I'm so fucking horny right now thinking of doing this and other
things to my slave. My dick is about to rip my underwear if it gets any
harder."

"Take them off in case you want to jack off. It's one of the benefits
you'll have as a Master. Sometimes I'm dressed; sometimes I'm in my
underwear or swimsuit; it just depends my mood at the time. And yes,
sometimes I'm naked as well. "

"If you don't mind," and in a few seconds Master Tom was standing on the
side of me wearing only a pair of black briefs. His toned and athletic body
is very attractive, but to me no one has as perfect a body as my Master
does.

"Brian, I see what you were talking about earlier. As I'm standing here
barefoot, I totally agree with you. The carpet in my bedroom is as plush as
this one is. It'll be very comfortable for my slave; he won't need pillows
to be comfortable."

"Now attach the handcuffs first to his hands, and then attach the cuffs to
the hooks on the wall. Sometimes I have him in this position to fuck him or
to punish him, but most of the time it is to have my fun with torturing him
with my tickling machine. He's very ticklish, and it's great watching him
beg me to stop and squirming as I tickle him longer and longer. I get a
kick out of him as he tries to break loose of the cuffs or turns his body
as if that would stop me. I tickle him and laugh like crazy until I cum and
not a second sooner. Once I cum, I sometimes leave him cuffed to the wall
long enough for me to catch my own breath and go for a second round. He's
constantly begging me to spank him instead because he's so fucking
ticklish. I have a lot of fun doing this and probably need to do it more
often than I do."

With that said, Master handed over the tickling machine to Master
Tom. Being the quick learner, once more he did this task well too. Starting
with my pits, he kept it there for a few minutes, and at times both he and
Master were laughing as I was facing tickle torture at the hands of a
Master in training and hoping this pleased my own Master. On my crotch, he
held the machine much harder than Master usually does and then said, "Feel
good, slave. Your little slave friend will be getting this done to
him. He's also ticklish but not as ticklish as you," and he then moved it
to my balls and kept laughing at me squirming."

With my peripheral vision, I could see that Master was jacking off;
although, he was laughing at my struggles even harder than Master Tom
was. Master Tom was hard as a rock watching me squirm. He stopped only
momentarily to get out of his briefs, and I quickly tried to catch my
breath. He then held the tickler even harder, and I could hear Master's
breathing getting harder realizing it would soon end once he would
cum. Finally Master let out a loud moan, and I knew he had cum.

"Tom that was so fucking hot watching you torturing my slave with the
tickling machine. Keep doing what you're doing if you want. I'm going to
wash up."

 While Master was washing up, Master Tom told me, "Slave, unless your
Master stops my training, I haven't cum yet. Get ready for more tickling"

He then rubbed the tickler all up and down my body. I was laughing so hard
and squirming in every direction trying to avoid direct contact with the
tickler, but as usual I was out of luck. While back on my balls, all of a
sudden once again, I heard a loud moan, and Master Tom had also now
cum. While both of our breathings were resuming their normal pace, Master
walked back in the room and started clapping.

"Congratulations Tom; you did well. Why don't you go and wash up as well,
and then we'll move to the bondage table."

Master Tom went to the bathroom and washed up pretty quickly. While he was
gone, Master stood behind me and told me, "You're doing well, Slave. Master
is proud of you, and when I get back from the gym tomorrow, you just might
be sucking my toes. Don't disappoint Master this afternoon."

"Thank you, Master, " and Master Tom was once again standing next to
Master.

Tom, while Slaveboy is still handcuffed, let me show you how I sometimes
like to have him here for CBT as well. I really like CBT. The first night
of his slavery I stood over him while he was finding a comfortable spot on
the floor to sleep and I used my foot to press really hard on his
balls. Even if I don't have a long CBT session, sometimes it's just fun to
reach down and pull and twist on his balls."  "Are you going to show me?"

"Of course." Master then started spanking me with his hands starting off
slowly and then getting harder. After ten whacks, he stopped, and Master
Tom took over. His first two whacks were soft but then got extremely hard
just like Master's.

Master then showed him how to squeeze my balls, and once again Master Tom
didn't need additional training. They each took turns paddling my balls
with Mr. Ping Pong Paddle. And, the final CBT instructions were when Master
explained that when he wears his leather pants or leather jockstrap and
boots the CBT is at its most intensive sessions when Master uses his boots
to step on my balls and dick. With my lowered head, I could see that once
again both Masters had raging hard ons.

I was then released from the hooks by Master and told to crawl to the
bondage table. Master Tom secured me in place, and Master told him to also
blindfold me and to insert a mouth gag. Before I was blindfolded, I saw
that once again Master Tom's dick was probably the hardest I had seen since
his Master training began. Yes, I agree with Master when he says that the
chemistry professor and scientist will enjoy being a Master. Randy will be
so fortunate when he becomes his property.

"Brian, once again I'm amazed. I love this probably the most: bound,
gagged, blindfolded; your property is now literally under your complete
control and mercy."

"You're right. I have him on the bondage table only a few times a
year. Although, I could easily have him on there every day, I keep it for
special occasions.. Every so often, I like to have my fun with him here to
remind him of his status and be grateful he is able to follow his destiny
into slavery. It's another thing I do on occasion because after a while the
natural thinking of an inferior is that they have it so easy; this is a
harsh reminder to him of exactly who he is and reminds him of his purpose
is existing to serve me."

Master then walked away, and when he returned I could hear him unzip his
bag of clothespins. He then instructed Master Tom to put them throughout my
body. After placing a few pins on my chest, Master stopped him and gave him
another instruction.

"Tom, here's what I like to do with the clothespins. As you release a
clothespin on his body, pull up on it and twist on it. Sometimes after I do
this, I'll take it off his body for a second and then reapply it in the
same place."

Master Tom followed his training instructions and pulled as hard as Master
does. I was at his mercy as Master stood back as trainer. Master was
enjoying his role as trainer, and without being able to see him, I had this
gut feeling that his dick was also fully erect. Master then handed the
ping- pong paddle to his trainee. It was time for CBT.

Master then spoke to me through my bound mouth. "Slave, tell Master Tom who
your special friend is."

Through my gagged mouth I said, "Mr. Ping-Pong Paddle."

Master then said, "Tom, I'm so sorry, at times my slave speaks in some
foreign language. Tom, meet Mr. Ping Pong Paddle. Since I don't have a
ping-pong table, he likes to play ping- pong with my slave's balls. Would
you be willing to coach Mr. Ping Pong Paddle in his next game?"

"I would be my pleasure, Brian."

"Mr. Ping Pong Paddle likes to start off softly hitting a slave's
balls. Once he warms up, his competitive nature then likes to play
harder. Just remember that Master, I mean Coach Tom."

Master Tom followed Master's instructions, and once more, he picked up this
new task quickly. He grabbed my balls just like Master told him told and
started paddling. Within a minute or two, the whacks were getting harder
and harder. He stopped paddling for a few seconds and then pulled on the
clothespins. The paddling then resumed with harder and harder whacks to my
balls.  After a few more minutes of having my balls whacked good by a
Master in training, Master Tom finally stopped.

 "That'll hold you until your Master takes over. Brian, that was great; I
like seeing a slave bound and gagged like that. I see I'm going to ordering
lots of sex toys so I can have my fun."

"Tom, as your slave trainer, I'll help you out some more. I have an extra
collar, leash, some extra paddles, and an extra set of handcuffs. I'll lend
them to you until you can get your own sex toys. It'll really be better for
you and your property if you introduce him to these things right after you
acquire him. That'll give him a chance to get used to them right from the
beginning of his slavery since they'll be part of his new life."

"I'd appreciate that, Brian. I'll order sex toys this weekend."

"I know you'll soon be busy obtaining your new property and training him
for his life in slavery, but when you're ready, and if you're interested,
I'd like to invite you and your property here for a dinner on a Saturday
night. I'll invite a few Master friends I associate with and introduce you
to them. At these get togethers, the Masters have fun socializing and
enjoying each other's company while the slaves are busy preparing and
serving food and cleaning up after. We get together occasionally on
weekends, sometimes before a holiday or sometimes on an actual holiday, and
on Super Bowl Sunday. Even if you're not interested in sports, Super Bowl
Sunday is a really fun day. For all these gatherings, the slaves are kept
extremely busy and work the entire time we're together with very little
down time. We keep them busy. And, it's always a nice time when we can
socialize with other Superiors."

 "I'm definitely interested, Brian. Give me two or three weeks so my
property will have completed a little slave training. I have learned so
much from you in just a little over two hours. Before I got here, I had
some doubt about whether or not I would find pleasure in this
lifestyle. I've been horny since I got here and can't wait to acquire my
property within an hour."

"I'm really glad for you, Tom. Welcome to the Superiors club." Master then
started to unstrap me from the table. I then got up from the table to see
two Masters still naked with bulges going down.

"You have two Masters to dress. Dress my guest first."

Master Tom stood just like Master does when I dress him. I started by
putting his briefs back on him, followed by his jeans, then his shirt, and
finally his flip-flops. I then took two steps to my right and dressed
Master in the same order. Master then leaned down to speak to me.

"Master is proud of his slave for helping me train a new Master. Tomorrow
after the gym, you'll be able to worship my sweaty feet, and I may even let
you suck my toes."

"Thank you, Master."

"Get in the corner for now."

"You ready to officially be known as Master Tom?"

"You bet I am."

Standing in the corner, I then saw Master Tom waking towards me. He leaned
down to me and in a deep, seductive voice similar to Master's he told me,
"I hope you're happy because in a few minutes your little friend will
become an inferior. You'll be two inferior friends who have strict and
demanding Masters."

Master then turned me around and told me this afternoon I was expected to
mow the lawn, shower, and then start cooking dinner for he and
Peter. During the slave training session, Peter had texted Master he would
be able to spend the night with him. I then kneeled and began kissing
Master's toes, my first of two earned rewards, for doing so well in the
training session. While on my knees, I heard Master Tom talk on his cell
phone.

	"Hi babe; I'm about to leave Brian's house. I need you to do
something for me," and he paused for a moment.

	With the speaker from his cell phone on, I heard Rick say, "sure
Babe."

	"I want you to go into our bedroom, get completely naked, get in
the middle of the room and kneel. Wait for me, and enjoy your last few
minutes as a free man." He then hung up.

	Master then gave Tom a hug while telling him, "Well it's now
official; you now belong to the group of Superiors. My friend, you'll love
being a Master."

	"Thanks Brian; I've got to go; I'm about to acquire a new piece of
property."