Date: Fri, 28 Apr 2006 12:48:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: MASTER bndmaster13 <bndmaster13@yahoo.com>
Subject: I Had No Idea - Part 2

                    "I Had No Idea" - Part 2
                   by: bndmaster13@yahoo.com

    You are probably expecting to hear from my little slave. However,
before I let you read more of his wanderings, let me introduce myself. I am
his Master, Rick. I like to call his writings wanderings. That really is
what they do. As he lays there, tied up and writing, his mind just kind of
floats in a horny bondage haze. In the last story I attempted to give you,
the reader, a few good parts, which I will do again this time. I don't
allow him to write everyday as that would take some of my fun away. Some
days I want him hooded and bound immovably in his closet. Other days if I
am home, I want to play with him all the time. So really what he does write
is a journal which I will give you excerpts from. I am wondering how many
of you think I am horrible for what I am doing to my best friend? Well
before I turn you over to him let me explain.

    First, I love him very much. From the first time I met him I have loved
him. However, he has a desperate need to be dominated. Unless he is
controlled and tied up as often as possible he is moody, depressed, and
lacks motivation. The only time he is happy is when he is with me and I
have him in bondage. His senior year in high school I had him move in with
me. If I hadn't his grades would have slipped and I am quite sure he would
have dropped out. I wanted him to go straight into college but he wanted a
year to get his head together. I knew darn well if I did not do something
he would never settle down and get on with life. So I came up with my idea
of his being my 24/7 slave for 13 months. I must admit that when I first
proposed it I didn't really see it going quite were it has gone. However,
the more he talked about it and thought about it the more I realized what
it was he really needed. Almost everything I have done were the fantasies
he told me about once I read him the contract. I must also admit I am
having the time of my life! My favorite thing to do is tie him up and
dominate him. To be able to do it 24/7 is incredible. What are my plans for
him after the 13 months are up? He is starting college. He has no choice or
I will never tie him up again. But if he starts as I will order him to do,
I will keep him in bondage every second he is not in class. I will devise
wonderful punishments to help motivate him to study harder. In other words
I am going to give him exactly what he needs to make it in life and be my
slave. And in so doing I am going to have the time of my life!

    Now over to him. Where shall I let his wanderings take you today?

    Rick tells me he has published part of my writings on line. I am so
glad, but he refuses to tell me what part. He won't even tell me if anyone
has commented on them our not. The only thing he would tell me was that
after rereading what he sent he realized that he needed to poof my writing
better. He informed me I had made to many errors in grammar and then
punished me accordingly. He can be such an ass but god how I do love him. I
know that in one place I wrote that in 7 months my hands had been locked
behind my back all the time except when I exercise.  To be honest that
really isn't true. Rick has tied them in front of me one time. The
expression, to painful to remember, would best describe it, so I try to
forget it happened. But then that really isn't true either. It was the one
and only time I have attempted to stop Rick from tying me back up when he
changed restraints. It only took one time to impress on my mind that I must
never do it again. Let me tell you about it and you will understand.

    We were about 2 months into our 13 month contract. I have to admit it
was very hard to be tied up all the time. The worst part however was having
to get used to only being allowed to cum every other week. There were times
during those first months when I would literally pray for even a strong
breeze to blow on my cock, as that was all it would have taken for me to
cum. Rick was a real asshole about it to. He delighted in tying me up so I
could see my cock jutting rock hard out of my crotch and yet being unable
in anyway to stimulate it. This particular day Rick had done exactly
that. About 7 am he came into my little closet and got me up for my morning
routine. He removed all the restraints he had used on me over night leaving
just my hands cuffed behind my back as always. We went through or normal
bathroom regime. Me peeing while he holds my cock and then me taking a shit
and having him wipe my ass. After 2 months I was finally getting used to
having him do that. It was still humiliating but I was getting used to
it. He then takes me over to the sink and shaves my face with an electric
razor. Rick hates me in a beard. When I had agreed to our contract so many
normal daily things like shaving never even entered my head. With no hands
I was dependant on him for it all. He then brushes my teeth.  Again crazy,
having someone else brush your teeth. He doesn't have to do anything with
my hair though. After the first week he bought a clipper set and keeps my
hair in a short crewcut. I look just like an army recruit. Rick says it
really turns him on. He loves running his hands over my short
hair. Actually I love him running his hands over my short hair. He likes to
stroke my ears and the nape of my neck. His hands usually move from there
down my chest to my tits. Rick loves to play with them. I get so turned on
when he does. In fact just laying here thinking about is turning me on. But
then everything turns me on anymore. I just wish I could actually do
something about it. Dear god I am digressing again!

    Let me get my train of thought back to what I was telling you. We went
from the bathroom to the kitchen were Rick feeds me breakfast. I have
learned to eat quite well from a dish on the floor. He then washes my face
and that day as he had long classes returned me to my closet. The first
item he reached for was a leather cock gag. He strapped it firmly in place
and added a lock for good measure. He also fitted me with a head
harness. This one has d-rings on it to allow him to control the movement of
my head. Next came a ball harness. His favorite ones stretch my balls way
down in their sack and then have a strap that separates them. He then
plugged my ass with a large butt plug and sat me down with my back against
the wall. He used leather straps to secure me tight to the wall. One at
chest level and one across my stomach. He tightened them so I was allowed
no movement of my upper body what so ever. Next came a spreader bar for my
ankles.  He used the largest one we have, stretching my legs as far apart
as possible. He tied the bar off to the wall on the other side of the
closet. By doing this I could not bring my feet toward me at all.  He then
tied by ball harness to the spreader bar. Pulling my balls as far away from
my body as he could. By this time I had already realized that there was
going to be no possible movement for me today. Next he attached a cord from
the head harness to the spreader bar. He pulled my head as far forward as
he could and tied it off. Essentially I was staring at my own crotch and
was going to be doing so until he decided to release me. Rick patted me on
the head and said, "Enjoy the view slave. This is as close to your cock as
you are going to get for another 11 months."

    With that he left. There I was staring at my cock which had grown hard
with his tying me up as it always does. What had I gotten myself into, I
had no idea. 11 more months! In the last 2 months I had cum 3 times. ONLY 3
times. As I sat there that day staring at my cock, willing it to cum, I
decided that I didn't think I could take it. Maybe if I reasoned with Rick
he would stop this whole thing right now. Better yet I decided I would not
let him tie me back up the next time he released my hands. Yes that was
it. Not allow him to tie me back up. Then we could discuss this whole thing
and just forget our contract never existed. As I sat there that day in my
horny haze it seemed to make perfect sense. I had forgotten one thing
however. I had signed a contract and Rick had no intention of letting me
out of it. I also forgot the fact that I stand 5' 7" and weigh 150
lbs. Rick stands 6' 1" and weight about 210 lbs, all muscle. Over the years
we had wrestled once in awhile and I had never once won. In fact I had
always lost very quickly. It really is amazing now that I think back on it
that my mind managed to forget all these important details.


    Anyway you have the idea now. So picture the scene about 6 hours latter
when Rick returns.  He releases me from all my restraints except the ever
present cuffs on my wrists and the ball harness. It is one of the days for
exercises. He leads me out to the exercise machine. The first thing he does
is remove my gag. I immediately start trying to talk to him about all the
crazy thoughts running through my head. His eyes take on their firm look
and he simply says, "No, you signed a contract and you are mine for another
11 months. I am sorry you are horny but your body belongs to me and that is
final."

    He releases my hands from the cuffs so he can chain them to the weight
bar. I decided to try part 2 of my plan. If I refused to allow him to chain
me back up then we could renegotiate our contract. So as he reached for my
wrist I pulled it away from him. He reached for it again and I pulled it
further out of his reach. Before I knew what had hit me Rick had tripped me
to the floor, thrown me over on my stomach, and was sitting on my back. He
grabbed one of my arms and twisted it behind my back. He applied pressure
to it as he said, "slave, I am going to punish you for this! How dare you
attempt to disobey me." I attempted to open my mouth and plead with him but
he ordered me to shut up. He reinforced this by applying a little more
pressure to my arm.

    He quickly flipped me over on my back and recuffed my wrists together
in front of me.  Grabbing me by the cuffs he drug me with him as he went to
the closet for what he wanted.  Again I attempted to beg his forgiveness
but received a slap and once again was told to shut up.  He cuffed my feet
together and drug me back to the center of the room. He had installed
several large rings in the ceiling to which he had already tied me on
several occasions. He tied all four of my limbs together and feed the rope
through the hook. He pulled the rope until I was just off the floor hanging
by my feet and hands. He picked up the gag I had been wearing earlier. He
strapped it in place and informed me that he didn't want me disturbing the
neighbors by yelling while he discipline me. Dear god what had I
done. Whatever possessed me to purposely disobey him.

    As I swung there Rick proceeded to lecture me. He reminded me that he
loved me and it hurt him that I would attempt to go back on our
agreement. He told me how disappointed he was in me. He told me that he
thought I loved him too but I sure had a funny way of showing it. He also
told me he knew how hard it was on me only being allowed to cum every other
week. But that didn't matter. I had pledged him my body and soul for 13
months so I had better get used to it.  He then left me hanging there while
he went to having something to eat. He said I needed time to fully reflect
on what I had done and mentally prepare myself to be punished. I really
didn't need to, just hearing the words that he was disappointed in me was
enough. I was devastated. How could I have ever done something to hurt the
man I loved. What ever punishment he gave me I deserved it and I would take
it like a man to prove to him how much I really loved him.

    I don't know how long I hung there waiting for him to return. All I
know is that he finally did.  I had been crying before but when he started
laying into my ass with his paddle I really cried. He was going to make
sure I remembered this for a long time. Believe me I have. He started on my
ass and paddled it until I could feel the heat radiating off it. Then he
pulled my balls away from me and took the paddle to them. When he decided
they had had enough he started on my thighs.  Then back to my ass, then my
balls, then my thighs. I pulled and twisted involuntarily but all he did
was pull me right back to him. Finally after what seemed like forever he
laid the paddle down and started gently running his hands over my
ass. Allowing his hand to explore the cleft of my crack and lightly swirl
around my whole. "I know boy, you are sorry. I love you boy," Rick said.
The tenderness and love in his voice hurt me more that the beating had. How
could I have done anything to disappoint him?

    I didn't even realize he had picked the paddle up again until he
started hitting my ass with it again. He would beat my ass then slowly rub
it. He did this over and over until I thought I was going to go crazy. When
finally he stopped. He removed my gag and asked, "Well slave, have you
learned your lesson?" As I blubbered my answer at him I am sure the only
words he could understand were yes and Master. But he got the idea. He
released me from the hook on the ceiling and lowered me to the floor. He
uncuffed my hands, flipped me over on my stomach and immediately recuffed
them behind me. "That is where they are staying boy. It is where they
belong."  A heartfelt, "Thank you so much, Sir" escaped my lips. Nothing
had felt so wonderful to me in so long. My hands were back were they
belonged. I felt happy and content once again.  Master, Rick picked my body
up easily and carried me into his bedroom. He gently laid me in bed and
then crawled in with me. He let his hands brush my tits as he kissed me
with a wonderful passionate kiss. He then rolled me over on my side and
slowly entered my hungry ass. In almost no time he came. I really don't
know if I have ever felt more loved than I did at that moment. So safe in
the arms of the man I love. As I felt my cock throb I realized that it
really didn't matter.  Only Rick and his happiness mattered. What a hard
lesson to learn but one I needed to learn.

    We slept all night with him holding me. I have never again even asked
him to let me out of our contract. I still say I had no idea what I was
getting myself into but I do know I am enjoying it because he is.

    Readers I (Rick) had meant to put 2 excerpts in this edition of Alex's
story (Yes his name is Alex. I don't think I have mentioned that.) But
after rereading this I think this is a good place to stop for now. Again
Alex has more to tell if you want to hear. Just let me know.

bndmaster13@yahoo.com