Date: Tue, 26 Mar 2013 10:10:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: T J <son4dad1987@yahoo.com>
Subject: Getting Comfortable With What I Am (Part 2)

The following story is fiction.  Any likeness to real persons or places is
purely coincidental.  If you are under 18 or if it is illegal to read this
in your area please leave now.  Otherwise, I hope you enjoy.  I do not have
the future planned, so if you have feedback, comments, ideas, suggestions,
please email me at son4dad1987@yahoo.com.

Chapter 2

	One week later, I sat by my computer, refreshing my email every
minute.  I hadn't heard from Master since I left last week.  I still had my
chastity cage on, and I had to wear two pairs of underwear because I was
leaking so much, but now I was sitting in my dorm room naked.  My roommate
had gone to his girlfriend's for the weekend, so I was sitting at my desk
in the hard plastic chair with nothing on.  Because I couldn't touch my
cock, I instead pinched my nipples, remembering how Master had tied them to
His.  I spread my legs and let my balls hang down, rubbing my ass on the
seat of the chair while pinching and pulling my nipples.  As I closed my
eyes and leaned my head back, my email notification dinged, and I jumped to
check.

	Hello, boy.  Here is the list of possible lessons you could learn
in the future with me.  Write down the three you do not want to learn and
bring it with you to room 735 at 6:05 PM.  Remember, everything else is
fair game, so make sure you are prepared.  When you arrive, the door will
be unlocked and I will be in the shower.  I expect to walk out of the
shower to you blindfolded and naked on the bed.  If you are not there, I
will lock the door and you won't get another chance.  Make sure you are
showered and shaved.  See you soon, boy.

	6:05?  That was half an hour away.  And it was a ten minute drive.
I had fifteen minutes to take a shower and get dressed, luckily I had
shaved and maintained it for the week.  I printed out the list Master had
sent and took it to the bathroom to read through while I brushed my teeth.
I hadn't even heard of most of these things, so I had no idea what I would
be willing to do.  Plus Master said He didn't like some of them anyway.  I
jumped in the shower and continued thinking while I cleaned my body,
feeling the smooth skin where a week ago I had hair.  Under my arms, at the
base of my dick, even me legs were smooth.  I felt like a little boy, and I
hoped Master would be pleased.  I got out and toweled off, then wore the
towel around my waist into my bedroom.  Master didn't give specific
directions on what to wear, so I wore the same thing as last week.

	When I looked at my alarm clock above my bed, I saw I had two
minutes until I needed to leave.  I grabbed Master's list, wrote down three
things on the back that I did not want training in, and started jogging to
my car.  I was grateful for the chastity cage as I walked into the hotel
because it kept my dick from getting hard like last week.  I noticed the
same boy was working the welcome desk.  There was a smirk on his face that
told me he remembered me as well.  He was very handsome, and I was glad my
Master had chosen me, as this boy looked much more attractive than I felt
myself.  He was five foot ten, brown hair, and sharp cheekbones.  His
uniform barely hid a tiny waist and small chest.  The only thing I had
better was my bubble butt, which I caught him looking at.  I put my head
back down and watched the floor as I rode the elevator up and the found the
door cracked at the end of the hallway.

	I pushed the door open and heard the water running in the shower.
I quickly stripped and laid my clothes in the open safe along the wall.  I
found Master's tie hanging on the bathroom door.  I looked past the crack
and could see the mirror reflecting the shower, hoping to catch my first
glimpse of His body, but as I tried to peer through the steam, the shower
shut off.  I jumped on the bed and tied a knot around my head, blocking out
my vision.  What would Master do if he knew I was disobeying?  Master had
not told me what position to wait in, so I decided to be comfortable and
lay flat on my back, with my head closest the bathroom so I could be closer
to Master.

	"Look at my boy.  Isn't that the most beautiful sight you've ever
seen?"  I heard my Master say from the bathroom.  He walked over to me and
I felt his hand caress my cheek then work its way down my body.  His
fingers traced over everywhere I had hair last week, inspecting me for
stubble, I guess.  "Very good at shaving, boy.  I think I will help you
next time.  I know ways to keep it away longer than a few days.  How is
your dick doing?"

	"My dick is good, Sir."

	"How long has it been since you orgasmed, boy?" I felt Master
unlock the cage and remove it.

	"Since Last Tuesday, Sir.  As you ordered."  My dick began to
harden, free for the first time since this time last week.  I gripped the
bed sheets in my fists, willing myself to not touch my dick as Master
ordered last week.  He sensed my frustration and gave me one stroke, enough
to take me to full hardness.  Master removed my blindfold then.  When I
looked down, I had never seen my dick look so big, my balls already
tightening against my body in anticipation of the relief they would
normally be getting if I were home alone.  But then I looked to Master,
disappointed that he had once again covered his body with a white robe.
This time, he did not have his dress socks on, though.  I could see his
large feet, the muscle running from his big toe to his ankle, his toes
covered in a light layer of hair.  There were several inches of his hairy
legs showing before being blocked by the hem of the robe.  My palms itched
remembering the hair on his thighs that had held them to the bed last week
when he trained my throat.

	"Where is your list, boy?"

	"In my shorts pocket, Sir.  I wrote my three on the opposite side
of the list you sent."  He walked over to the safe and easily found the
folded paper in the pocket.  When he took it out and unfolded it, he smiled
as he read my three limits.

	"Very good limits, boy.  You chose the three things on the list I
would not have trained you in anyway.  I guess that makes this even better
for me."  My heart sunk, as there were lessons that I had not chosen,
hoping he would not teach me, but with the praise he ran his hand over my
chest and took my left nipple between his middle finger and thumb.  As he
twisted and pinched, a drop of precum feel from the tip of my dick onto my
stomach.  Master kindly wiped it with his middle finger, then inserted it
in my mouth.  I had never tasted my own cum before, always simply wiping it
away or running it down the shower drain.  It tasted sweet, but underneath
my cum I could taste Master's finger, the cleanliness from his recent
shower.  He rubbed the finger further back on my tongue until I could feel
his nail at the entrance to my throat.  I focused on relaxing my muscles as
he had taught me last week.  I hope I pleased him as he stroked my mouth
with his finger while I held my jaw slack.  He had not told me to suck, so
I did not.  He then withdrew his finger and stood over the edge of the bed.

	"Very good, boy.  I had almost forgotten your natural skills.  Go
lay on the coffee table, face down."  I rolled off the bed and crawled to
the coffee table.  I didn't want to ask questions and risk upsetting Master
because I don't know what he wants, so I crawled over the coffee table and
rested my chest on the low surface facing the couch.  I made sure to hang
my head off the edge, knowing he would want my mouth easily available.  As
I adjusted, feeling my nipples press into the wood, I felt the table move.
When I looked down at the legs, I realized it was on wheels.  Even I could
think of how that would be an advantage to Master.

	Master walked over to me, teasing me as his robe partially opened
with each step.  He kneeled down in front of me and tied my hands to the
feet of the table.  As he knelt, the robe parted and I could see Master's
bull balls hanging down, almost touching the floor.  I licked my lips, but
Master noticed and stood up.  "Sorry, boy.  You weren't supposed to see
that."  He leaned over and smacked my butt cheeks, making me jump into the
soft fabric of his robe that had draped over my face.  I gasped and Master
laughed.  "You didn't put spankings on your list, boy.  And I love a red
bitch.  So consider that your first of many."

	"Yes, Sir."  I could feel my dick trying to get hard between my
stomach and the table.  Master must have noticed my squirming because he
reached under and pulled my dick through my legs.  The way I was laying, my
hard dick was under the table, I could feel it knocking with each pulse.
Then Master tied my thighs to the table legs.  My toes could still touch
the ground, but my legs were tied apart.  I could feel my balls sway as
Master took the cart and rolled it back and forth.

	"Very good, boy.  Helpless and open."  Master raced a finger from
my shoulder blades down the middle of my back.  I shivered as he stroked
across my virgin hole and down my hanging balls.  A knock at the door made
me jump.  "I have another surprise for you.  I was banking on you not
picking this as one of your three."  Master walked to the door as if to
open it.  I could hear the steps, but could not see despite straining my
neck.  The way Master had tied my arms, I could not see anything but the
couch and bed.  The door opened and shut without a word.  Two sets of
footsteps came towards me.  I knew my Master was barefoot while the other
set sounded like heavy boots.

	My suspicions were confirmed when a pair of tall black leather
boots stepped under my head.  I tried to raise my head to take more of this
new man in, but a hand stopped my head's rising.  All I could see were the
black boots below a white robe.  The boots had silver buckles and four
small spikes.  The robe looked the same as Master had on, so this man must
have been staying in the hotel as well.  As I had that thought, the robe
fell to the floor.  Now I could see a pair of muscled calves under thick
thighs, a dark coating of hair was from the middle of the thigh to the top
of the boot.  When I strained my eyes upward, I could see a black leather
jock strap framing the top of the thick thighs and began to drool.  "You
weren't lying, John.  This new bitch is quite a sight."  The new man must
have been another Master.  How else could he call my Master by name?  He
pushed my head down so it hung over the table again, then ruffled my hair
like a little boy.  "What have you all done to him so far?"  They were
talking about me like I wasn't even here, like I was a piece of furniture.

	"Just used his mouth, Jacob.  But I also got him to shave himself
and wear a chastity cage for a week.  Little bitch hasn't cum in a week and
a half.  Best boy to train, yet.  Would you believe he was a virgin?  Took
my cock the first time to the root, though.  Haven't had anyone do that
since that Asian bitch back in San Francisco.  Tonight I am breaking in his
pussy.  I thought you could help keep him quiet."  I froze when I realized
what was happening.  Master had invited a stranger over for me to suck.
What was I going to do?  What if I didn't do a good job?  Would Master be
upset?  Would he kick me out and not let me come back?  I had to do my
best.  If Master wanted his friend to feel good, then that was what I was
going to do.

	Master Jacob sat on the couch in front of me and pulled me to him.
The table rolled smoothly in his grip until I could feel the top of my head
between his thighs.  "Only glad to help."  Master Jacob wrapped his hand
around my chin and jerked it up.  Now I could see his hairy stomach above
the jock.  It was a flat stomach, but not a six pack.  I would have
preferred it to extend a little, but was happy to see the hair of a real
man.  Master Jacob then unsnapped one side of his jock strap at his waist
and pulled it to the side.  Out sprung a cock I had only ever seen in porn.
It must have been eight inches and bigger around than his own fingers could
meet.  The head was even thicker than his shaft and underneath were a pair
of shaved balls hanging from a close trimmed bush.  It was much bigger than
Master's and I worried my throat wouldn't take it like it could take
Master's.  I didn't have time to think, though, "Open up, bitch."  I opened
and concentrated on relaxing my throat once again.  The way Master had me
tied, I knew I wouldn't be able to help, so I was meant to take what Master
Jacob gave me.

	I opened my mouth and watched as Master Jacob pulled me onto his
cock.  I felt the head enter my mouth and breathed a small sigh of relief
as I realized it could fit.  Master Jacob held my head as he moved it over
his head, using my tongue to massage the underside of his cock.  I took
some initiative and started swirling my tongue, milking his cock for
precum.  "Well the bitch knows how to work its tongue, that's for sure."
Master Jacob held my head in place as I continued my tongue's assault.

	"Wait for its throat, it's even silkier than your bitch's."  As he
said that, Master ran a finger down my crack, pausing long enough to circle
my hole.  That slight touch made me moan around Master Jacob's cock.  Right
at that moment, Master quickly pushed the table into the couch, forcing
Master Jacob's cock all the way down my throat, and pulled me quickly back.
I coughed but kept my mouth open.  "Don't stop using your tongue, boy.  A
good pet keeps going until told to stop."  To prove his point, Master
reached up and grabbed my hair at the same time he forced a lubed finger
into my virgin hole.  I jumped as much as I could, but Master had me tied
down well enough that all I did was tense my around his finger.  I also
quickly started swirling my tongue again, remembering to please Master
Jacob.  "Don't worry, boy.  I'll go slow, but your pussy is going to get
stretched.  After everything I have planned, you won't be tight around my
finger."

	Master removed his finger just as quickly as he inserted it, only
to replace it by something that was very cold and hard.  "Here is another
toy I am giving to you.  Be gracious and take the gift."  He shoved it in,
it felt like it got bigger than smaller.  I wondered if this is one of
those butt plugs I'd seen so many times in porn.  It was stretching me, but
it didn't hurt too much.  "The plug is step 2, boy.  Step 3 is me."  My
heart raced with excitement to know Master was going to give me a part of
him, even if it was only for a while.  I increased my suction on Master
Jacob's cock, stroking under the head with as much pressure my tongue could
manage.

	"Not yet, slut."  Master Jacob did not want to cum yet, so he
pulled the table forward, impaling my throat on his cock again.  I relaxed
and swallowed, giving his cock as much pleasure as I could.  "Break him in
now."  I swallowed faster, anticipating Master's cock, instead I felt his
belt land on my cheeks.  Master Jacob wrapped his fingers around my head,
he could feel my throat constrict with each whip as Master continued
attacking my ass.  After ten swings, Master took a break and I felt a cream
or lotion rubbed on the raising welts.

	"This will help the skin to not scar.  I want to keep your cheeks
pure even though I plan on wrecking your hole."  He rubbed the cream into
my skin vigorously.  I moaned around Master Jacob's cock, still planted
down my throat.  I realized I had been holding my breath during the
whipping and struggled for more air than could fit around the cock.  Master
Jacob laughed and pushed me off, then leaned down so I saw his face for the
first time.  He had a shaved head and his facial hair framed his mouth,
just a mustache and goatee.  I could see him smile as I stared into his
deep brown eyes.  Then he leaned in and kissed me, raping my mouth with his
tongue, possibly tasting the precum that had just lubed my throat.  As I
returned his kiss, Master leaned over me and laid on my back.  I could feel
his hairy chest scratch my back and his cock spit precum on my inner thigh
when he starting kissing my neck.  His kissing soon became nibbling and
biting.  I could feel the suction from Master's mouth as Master Jacob bit
my upper lip and pulled away.

	Master wrapped his hand around my throat, his fingers closing on
the front, holding my head in place as Master Jacob leaned back and aimed
his cock at my mouth.  I opened wide and felt Master lean his weight and
rammed the table forward.  Master groaned as his hand felt Master Jacob's
cock through my neck muscles.  His groan became guttural as he whispered in
my ear, "You are the best bitch I've had yet.  Keep this up, and both our
fantasies will become reality.  Now make Jacob cum.  Make me proud boy."
Master put his hands on my lower back and pushed himself off me.

	Then I felt a buzzing in my hole, my pussy.  The butt plug must
have been a vibrator.  It only buzzed for about 3 seconds then stopped for
ten seconds, but then it repeated.  "I'm getting close," Master Jacob
announced as he stroked into my throat faster.  As he said that, Master
started whipping me again.  Master focused his blows on my ass cheeks while
Master Jacob got off the couch, keeping his cock in my mouth.  He leaned
over the table and placed his hands on my ass cheeks.  He pulled my ass
cheeks apart as he started rabbit thrusting into my mouth, smashing my nose
with his pelvic bone.  Since he was spreading my cheeks, Master's blows
started landing on the plug instead of my cheeks.  Between the vibrations
and the blows to the plug from the belt, I could feel an orgasm building in
my own hole.  I started humping the inch my restraints allowed me, rubbing
my cock against the bottom of the table.

	Master Jacob screamed as he started cumming, pulling out of my
throat to flood my mouth His cum was bitter and muskier than Master's, but
I knew I was supposed to swallow it anyway.  As he shuddered the last drop
into my mouth, I could almost feel my body absorbing his masculinity,
making me the receptacle for his overflow.  Master continued to beat me, he
beltings matching my minimal humping.  The more I humped, the faster he
slammed the belt into me.  I felt my balls tighten as my orgasm got close,
my boy balls begging to release what they haven't been allowed to for
eleven days.  I could feel the cum boiling down my dick as Master Jacob
pulled his soft cock out of my mouth.  I increased my suction, wanting to
keep my mouth filled for as long as possible, but he just laughed and stood
up, taking his cock from me while also removing his hands from my ass.  As
he removed his hands, Master stopped the beating, also halting my orgasm.

	"No.  Please keep going, Master.  Please keep beating my hole.  I
am so close to cumming."

	"Without permission?  I don't think so.  But very good at pleasing
Jacob.  You made me very proud, boy."  I turned my head to get my first
glance at Master totally nude, but he was wearing a pair of jeans and a
polo shirt.  Master Jacob had his back to me, but I could see his hairy ass
and legs as he pulled on a pair of jeans over his jock strap.  I relaxed,
expecting to be freed, but then was reminded of the plug in my
hole... pussy.  As it buzzed for another three seconds, I started humping
against the table again, but stopped when the buzzing stopped.  "That
should keep you for awhile.  We are going to get a drink, be back later,
boy."  With that Master Jacob laughed and pulled on a blue dress shirt.  As
he buttoned it up, Master kissed him on the cheek and pulled on a pair of
slip on shoes.

	"Master?"  I asked, confused.  As another vibration attacked my
pussy, Master and Master Jacob opened the door and left.  The vibrations
stopped as the door clicked shut.  My dick was still dripping, but with
only three seconds of stimulation, I knew I would never get over the edge.
I had to wait until Master returned.

End of Part 2

I am hoping to continue this story, but I am motivated by feedback.  The
more I hear, the more often I work on the next chapter.  I am always
looking to hear about real Master/slave(pet) relationships.  If anybody has
suggestions for actions, training, tests, punishments, locations, tools for
the story or me personally, please let me know.  I also am open to trading
pictures if you send some first.  If there is anything you would like to
say to me for any reason, my email is son4dad1987@yahoo.com.  Thank you
Sirs for your time and consideration and good luck to fellow pets and
slaves.