Date: Wed, 20 Feb 2008 09:46:12 -0800 (PST)
From: MASTER bndmaster13 <bndmaster13@yahoo.com>
Subject: "I Had No Idea" - Part 29

                   "I Had No Idea" - Part 29
                   BY - BNDMaster13@yahoo.com

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sexual contact between adult males. As such it is homoerotic, designed for
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    I know, I know, first I don't post anything for ever, then you get
three inside of a week.  Remember, I said that I was going to try and give
you a few extra just for being such loyal readers. I am totally amazed, and
Alex is very flattered that so many people have e-mailed me. I guess
somewhere Alex's journals have touched people in ways I would have never
imagined. I would especially like to thank the guy that sent me the cool
pictures of various piercings. I must admit I especially liked the nose
rings. Alex just about choked when I suggested I have that done to him. I
won't though, because I just can't picture Alex being able to go to classes
wearing a rather large ring in his nose. But again, thanks for all the
e-mails.

    One thing that everyone seems to want to know, is how I am managing
Alex's slavery since he has started college. Actually it has been quite
easy. To give you all a better idea, I thought that this time I would post
a journal entry from the first few weeks of college. As usual let me turn
this over to my Alex:

    The first day of school scared me to hell! I was so afraid to go back
out in the real world by myself. My entire world had been Rick and Jose for
a very long time. Oh, there were a few other people thrown in here and
there, but almost always with Jose and Rick there also. I couldn't even
picture myself actually wearing clothes for an entire day. Usually, if Rick
let me wear clothes at all, it was just long enough to get where we were
going or do what needed to be done. So you can imagine that first morning
for me. How would Rick handle the change? He had assured me that he would
fix it so I was reminded every minute of the day that I was still his
bondage slave. That thought was actually calming to me. I wanted that
constant reminder of who and what I was. That even though I was reentering
the world I was still nothing but Rick's slave.

    Let me start off by describing what Rick made me wear that first
day. In fact most of it, with a few changes here and there, have become
what I call my school uniform. The morning would start off just as they had
for what seemed forever now. Jose got me up, took me to the toilet, then
showered me. He shaved the hair off my body every where but the top of my
head. Rick requires Jose and I to be totally denuded of hair everywhere but
our heads. Once done with that we had breakfast. As I have told you before
that means me kneeling on the floor eating out of my bowl with my hands
locked behind my back. Once breakfast was over Rick got me dressed for
school.  The first thing that he did was remove my cuffs. God, I hated
that! I have worn them more or less non stop for so long that they feel
part of me. I actually asked him if there wasn't some way I could keep them
on at school. He told me no. He said that perhaps the wrist cuffs might
pass as jewelry but he really doubted it with big padlocks hanging off of
them. Sadly I knew he was right. I watched with sad eyes as he placed them
up on the toy shelves until I got home from school.

    Rick had already given me instructions on what I was to do the minute I
got home. As soon as I stepped inside and shut the door, I was to
immediately remove my clothes. This was to be done before I went even one
more inch into the house. He told me if I ever violated this rule I would
be severely punished. My clothes were to be folded neatly and left on the
floor right next to the door. I was then to go straight into the playroom
and replace the cuffs on all four of my limbs. At this point if I needed to
pee I could use the bathroom.  Once done with that I was to lay out
whatever I needed to study on floor in the middle fo the room. I was then
to lock my wrists behind me and sit down with my material and study until
Rick got home. If I had no home work then I was to just sit there and wait
for him. When he got there, then if needed, he would unlock my hands so I
could do whatever written home work was required. But Rick made it very
clear that only under his supervision would my hands remain free while I
was at home. These orders would come back to haunt me latter, but you'll
read about that as the story progresses.

    Let me get back to that morning. As I said Rick removed my cuffs, but
to my surprise left my leather collar locked around my neck. I soon found
out that I would be wearing a sweat shirt with a high enough collar that no
one would see it. So there I was totally naked except my collar and
chastity belt, ready for Rick to dress me for school. First came a heavy
chain which he hooked onto my tit rings. I don't know if you know this or
not but over the summer Rick had my tits pierced. He had two matching gold
rings put through them. It hurt like hell, but knowing I was doing it for
Rick made it all worthwhile. Anyway, the chain, it was heavy enough to pull
constantly on the rings. Rick informed me that it would keep me constantly
aware of them, which in turn would remind me every second that I was his
slave. Rick had a few more things to add to my body that would further
reinforce my status as his slave. He got down a butt plug harness which he
fitted on me. He selected a rather large electric butt plug which he lubed
up and slide into my ass. Once done he pulled the strap on the harness up
my ass crack trapping it deep inside me. He locked the harness on with his
usual trusty padlock. Rick produced the remote for the plug and hit the
switch to make sure it worked. The plug jumped to life sending it's usual
shock though me. I wanted to scream and double over in pain, but knew if I
was at school and he did this I would just have to endure it, so I steeled
my self and did just that. Rick was pleased with the effect and quickly
released the switch. He told me that he would have the remote with him all
the time at school. If he saw me he would turn the plug on just to remind
me that he was always watching me. He told me that no matter where I was, I
was his slave and I had better conduct myself properly. My initial reaction
was, what if I needed to take a shit at school? Of course I should have
know Rick had that planned too.

    Rick them handed me an old pair of blue jeans and a new sweat shirt
with our schools logo on the front. He made me put them on. The jeans were
just a little to small and the shirt was just a little to big. Rick had
planned it this way. The small jeans helped wedge the plug more firmly in
my ass and the large shirt helped hide my collar and tit chain. Rick always
plans ahead with anything he does. Next came an old pair of tennis
shoes. Once I had those on I was fully dressed for school. Four entire
items of clothing was all I was being allowed. My pants, sweat shirt, and
two shoes. To complete my outfit Rick gave me my backpack and I was ready
for school. He then left me standing there at attention while he went to
get himself ready. When he returned he ordered me to the door. We were
going to go to school together. The house we had was about a twenty minute
walk from the campus so I could look forward to having Rick with me anytime
our classes started at the same time. Just before we left he gave me a cell
phone and said, "Alex, there is just one contact in this phone, that is
me. I am the only person you may call. I will check each night to make sure
you have not violated this rule. Considering you have a plug locked up your
ass there is always the chance you will need to use the bathroom. If that
happens you will call me. so I can unlock the harness. You will also call
me if you need to pee. When you call me we will arrange to meet in a
bathroom. So you had better plan ahead because who knows how long it might
take me to get there. Even though you maybe at school and somewhat free,
you still belong to me. I am going to remind you of that fact by taking
away your bathroom privilege. You will only be allow to use the bathroom
with me present and when I give you permission. This isn't the easiest
thing for me to have to do during the day, but as I am giving you the
freedom to attend classes I am taking away you freedom to go the bathroom
without permission. Who knows maybe when you call I will make you hold it,
just to remind you that I am your Master."

    What was strange about this was that I really hadn't had freedom to go
to the bathroom unless Rick gave me permission for a really long time. When
you're tied up you are pretty much at the mercy of the person who tied you
up. As I have mentioned many times before I haven't even wiped my ass more
than a handful of times for quite sum time. Really the only time I could go
to the bathroom when I wanted was if Rick had tied me tight and left a
puppy pad near or under me.  But somehow, being at school and still being
forced to get Rick's permission and have him watch me was different. The
idea of being in public and having someone supervise my bathroom use really
drove home the point that I was Rick's slave and I had signed a new
contract that kept me Rick's slave until I graduated from school.

    On the walk to school Rick tried out the plug more times than I care to
remember. We would be walking along, actually talking and looking like two
friends, when the plug would jump to life and remind me that we might look
like just two friends but we were actual a Master and his slave. When we
got to school Rick zapped me one more time for, as he said, just good
measure, then walked off leaving me alone for the first time in over 16
months. I almost panicked. No Rick, no Jose, just me and a sea of people I
didn't know. What I really wanted to do was run home, lock myself back up,
and refuse to ever leave again. But I marshaled my thoughts and started
looking for my first class. I eventually found it and settled down in a
seat. Once it got underway I realized how much I had missed learning. Rick,
was right, as always, I needed to get back out and continue my education.

    During the morning, thankfully, I didn't need to use the bathroom. We
had made arrangements to meet for lunch. I showed up at our designated spot
just a little early. I knew Rick was there long before I saw him as the
butt plug came alive, searing fire through my ass. I had to grab the
railing in front of me and hold on, hoping no one noticed the look of pain
etched into my face.  Just as the pain finally went away I felt Rick's hand
on my shoulder. He asked totally non-chalant how my morning had gone, like
he hadn't just made me want to scream out in pain. God, he could be such a
sadistic bastard!

    We ate lunch and then Rick took me to the bathroom. He told me that he
had a long class this afternoon and did not want to be bothered by me so I
had better take care of it now. So I did, as Rick stood over me in the
stall watching. Once I was done, he checked to make sure I was locked back
in securely, then told me he would see me at home latter. I finished my
classes and then walked home. This was truly the first time I had been by
myself. It felt so strange. I really didn't like the feeling and was very
glad when I saw our house. I almost ran in the door it felt so good to be
home. I quickly got out of my clothes and ran into the playroom. As I
replaced the cuffs a feeling of relief washed over me and when I clicked
the locks in place I felt like I was back where I belonged. I sat down in
the middle of the floor with my study books and locked my wrists back
together behind my back, right where they belonged.

    That was basically how my days at school went. Until one day I was
sitting in my first period lecture hall when about half way through I felt
the plug in my ass come alive. It was all I could do not to yell and leap
out of my chair. As it was the people closest to me all looked to see what
was wrong with me. I just tried to pretend that I had gotten a leg cramp
and leaned over to massage my calf. When I looked up again I scanned the
room and found Rick sitting in the very last row near one of the exit
doors. I caught his eye and started to get up, assuming he wanted me.  But
he motioned me to sit back down. I was confused but did as he ordered. I
turned my attention back to the teacher wondering what was up and why Rick
was here. For the rest of the class I tried to pay attention but it was
hard because every so often the plug would come alive again and radiate
pain through my ass and gut. After the first shock though, I was able to
just sit there and endure it without bringing attention to the fact that
something was wrong with me. I really wanted class to get over but it
seemed like it drug on forever. Thankfully the period finally ended. I got
my things together and made my way over to where Rick was waiting for
me. When I got there he motioned me to follow him outside. After we got out
of the building Rick directed me over to where another guy stood
waiting. Rick introduced him to me as Justin. He was actually really
cute. He was built a lot like me but with the most piercing green eyes I
had ever seen. Once the introductions were complete Rick went on to explain
why Justin was waiting here for us. Rick's classes for the day had been
cancelled and he was going to go home. However, as I would still be at
school I would need someone to supervise my bathroom needs. As he told me
this he handed Justin his cell phone and the remote for my ass plug along
withe the key to the butt plug harness. Rick showed Justin how it
worked. To do so he held the button down until I was forced to drop to my
knees with the pain. Rick covered this for anyone watching by thanking me
for picking up his pen when I finally returned to my feet. Rick continued
his explanation of the rest of my day as if nothing had ever happened. If I
needed to use the bathroom I was to call Justin on Rick's cell
phone. Justin would meet me in the bathroom and watch me while I did what I
needed to do. In addition as a thank you for watching me all day, after
school, I was to accompany him to his dorm room where I was to suck his
dick to show my appreciation. Once I had finished, then and only then,
could I come home. I tried to get Rick to allow me to speak. I wanted to
voice how badly I did not want this to happen. But he very forcefully
reminded me that I had no choice and I had better make Justin happy or I
would be sorry. With that he walked off. I wanted to cry. I wanted to
scream. But I just stood there knowing I was Rick's slave and I would do
what was ordered of me. I would make him proud.

    Justin looked me up and down. He held up the remote and said, "I want
to give this one try for myself, then you had better get your sorry ass to
class."

    He hit the button and chuckled to himself as he watched my face contort
in pain. Then he turned and walked off. I watched him go, dreading having
to call him to go to the bathroom.  Dreading even more having to go back to
his dorm room after school. Rick always knew how took make me suffer. How
to always make me feel like the slave I was.

    I managed to hold off the rest of the morning needing to use the
bathroom. However, at lunch I had no choice. I dialed Rick's
number. Justin's voice answered and said, "What do you want slave boy?"

    "Master Justin, please Sir. May I use the bathroom Sir," I answered.

    "All right slave meet me where we first met this morning and I will
think about it," was his response.

    I hurried to where I had been ordered to meet Justin. All the while
thinking how humiliating it was going to be to have someone other that Rick
or Jose watch me take a shit. When I got there Justin was waiting for
me. He didn't look happy. "You kept me waiting," He said. "If you need to
go that bad I would have thought you would hurry faster than that. Maybe I
should just make you wait."

    Thankfully he didn't. He directed me to the nearest bathroom and
followed me into the stall. I dropped my pants and he unlocked the
harness. He watched as I took the plug out. I sat down and took a much
needed shit as well as pee. When I was done he made me show him my ass so
he could make sure I had cleaned properly. God, how humiliating, spreading
my ass cheeks so a total stranger could inspect my asshole. Once he was
satisfied he made me reinsert the plug. Then he yanked the strap up my
crack and re-locked it. "You know boy, I am looking forward to putting that
sweet little mouth of yours to use after school," Justin said as he opened
the door to let us out of the stall.

    I really hoped that I would not need to pee again, but I was forced to
call him one more time before school was over for the day. When the day
ended Justin had instructed me to wait for him in the same place. I knew he
was coming as he sent a warning message through my ass. I followed him back
to his dorm. All the way he kept playing with the butt plug to see how
strong he could get it without causing me to loose step alongside him. I
was very thankful when he finally told me were at his dorm. When we got to
his room he ordered me to strip inside the door.  As Rick has trained me
well I did so quickly without any hesitation. If Rick required me to
service Justin then for now Justin was my Master and I would do exactly as
instructed. I would make Rick proud of me.

    Justin ordered me to stand at attention in the middle of his room. I
did as instructed placing my hands behind me, sticking my chest out, and
bending my head to look at the floor. Justin walked around me. I felt like
a piece of meat being looked at in a butcher's case. I was pretty sure that
to him that was all I really was, just a piece of meat for him to use as he
saw fit. He walked back in front of me and reached down to inspect my cock
in it's prison. Then he grabbed my balls and yanked hard on them causing me
to gasp slightly in pain. "slave," Justin asked, "Does Rick really keep you
locked in this thing most of the time?"

    "Sir, yes he does, Sir. He usually only takes it off when he jerks me
off or when he can supervise me, Sir," I responded.

    Justin held my balls in one hand and rolled them around like a set of
marble. He was pressing just hard enough to make them start ache from his
attention. As he did this he continued his questions, "How often does Rick
let you cum? He told me that he only allows it every other Sunday, is that
really true? How long has it been since you came last, slave"

    "Sir, yes it is, Sir. I am only allowed to cum every other
week. However, I made my Master mad and he punished me. I have not been
allowed to cum for over five weeks, in fact this Sunday will be six
weeks. Master Rick will decide Sunday if he has punished me enough and if I
get to cum or not, otherwise I will have to wait another two weeks," I
answered him. It was embarrassing having to answer questions about how
often Rick let me cum for a total stranger.

    "Six weeks, you must have screwed up really bad," Justin said. "I
couldn't even go six days, let alone six weeks. But then if my cock was
locked up nice and pretty like yours I wouldn't have any choice in the
matter, would I? Thankfully I can get off whenever I feel like it. Right
now I feel like having that sweet mouth of yours around my dick. Rick said
that if you didn't give the best blow job I have ever had I was to call
him. He told me that if you disappointed him you wouldn't get to cum this
Sunday. Maybe I will call him no matter how good you are, just for good
measure."

    With that Justin dropped his pants and pulled his cock out of his
shorts. He ordered me to my knees and shoved his cock in my face.  "Take it
slave. Let's see if you're half as good as Rick claims you are."

    I eagerly opened my mouth and took his cock into it. I was going to
make sure this was the best blow job he had ever gotten. There was no way I
was going to give Rick an excuse to not let me cum Sunday. I was going
crazy as it was, after almost six weeks. I really didn't think I could take
another two. Thankfully with my magic mouth I shortly had Justin making the
most incredible sounds of total pleasure. When he had finally cum and
pulled out, he patted my head and said, "Not bad, not bad. I must admit you
really are as good as Rick told me you were. But you know, I'm really
turned on by the idea of Rick not letting you cum, so I don't think I'm
going to tell him that. I think I'll just give Rick a call and tell him you
were okay, but that I have had better. Since I have his cell you better get
your ass in gear, get dressed, and get home as fast as you can. Maybe, just
maybe if you get home fast enough and Rick calls me really quick I might
change my mind. Remember that is a might. We'll just have to see how
motivated you are to get to cum this Sunday."

    Needless to say I threw my clothes on. Thankfully I don't wear that
much so it took very little time. Justin gave me Rick's phone, the remote,
and the key to my butt plug harness and I hurried out the door. Once out of
the building I took off running. It didn't take me long to realize that
trying to run with a heavy chain hanging off your tits hurt like hell. In
addition having a butt plug wedged deep in your ass made running very
difficult. After a very short time I gave up and dropped to a walk. I
walked as fast as I could but knew I would never make it home fast enough
to make Justin happy.

    I finally made it home and in my rush to get Rick his phone I forgot to
remove my clothes at the door. When I hit the playroom where Rick was and
he saw me still fully clothes he dropped was he was doing, came to me and
grabbed me by the front of my shirt. He literally drug me back to the front
door and ordered me out of my clothes, then said, "slave, how dare you
disobey me.  You are NEVER to be in this house with your clothes on. I
don't care what the reason is, you will ALWAYS take your clothes off the
second you come through this door. You will be punished for this violation
of my rules. Now, what was so important that you disobeyed me?"

    I swallowed hard. I was scared to tell Rick, especially now. How could
I have been so stupid to forget to take off my clothes? Oh well, it was too
late to worry about that. I had better just tell Rick why and pray he
showed a little mercy. "Sir, please, Sir," I stammered trying to be the
most submissive slave possible, "Master Justin ordered this slave to get
home and give it's Master his phone as fast as possible. Your slave tried
to run, Sir but the plug hurt to bad in it's slave ass, Sir.  Master Justin
said that if this slave didn't get you to call him fast enough he would
tell you that this slave gave him one of the worst blow jobs he ever
had. Sir, this slave need to cum this Sunday. It needs it badly, Sir, and
was afraid you would get mad and make it wait longer. Your slave is very
sorry Sir."

    "Slave," Rick started, anger still in his voice, "Your needs,
especially when and if you cum are of no concern to me and shouldn't matter
to you, only serving me and making me happy should matter. If I decide that
you will never cum again, then that is exactly what will happen. I thought
I had trained you better than that, obviously I still have some work to
do. So you can forget about Sunday, in fact you can forget about two weeks
from Sunday. A month from now I will decide if you have learned your lesson
or not. In the mean time the only thing I care about is wether or not you
really did fuck up and not please Justin. I told him how good you mouth was
and if you made me, your Master, look like a fool you're going to be
sorry. Now get your sorry ass out there and get yourself locked up. Let's
see if you can at least do that right. I thought you had been getting just
a bit cocky since you started school, now I can see I was right."

    Rick took his phone and started dialing Justin as I walk off. As I
re-locked myself into my cuffs I felt tears rolling down my face. How could
I have screwed up that bad? I had done the worse thing a slave could do, I
had made my Master unhappy. He was right maybe I had let the little freedom
I had at school go to my head. I had disobeyed him because I had allowed my
own needs to take over my mind. I locked my hands together behind me and
then sank to the floor right there and waited for Rick to return and punish
me. He was right, only he mattered. I was his slave and being his slave
should be the center of my universe. He was the only thing that mattered to
me. I was actually craving his punishing me so I could in some small way
make up for what I had done. If I never came again it didn't matter, in
fact I really didn't deserve to ever cum again. Not that it mattered, that
was totally up to my Master and I was never going to worry about it again.

    Let's stop Alex there. I love that last comment, he was never going to
worry about it again. No way was that going to last! Alex is a very horny
guy and he will always let his hormones rule his head. But at least when I
bring home to him that I am his Master and I come first, he humbly realizes
his place. But as soon as his balls get filled with cum he starts worrying
about emptying them. I have trained him well, but this is just part of
Alex's personality that I know I will deal with for the rest of our lives.
That was the reason I put Alex in his belt originally. I knew damn well no
matter how much I punished him for rubbing himself off, he would do it
again. He wouldn't do it on purpose, but the minute his poor brain got
clouded with hormones he would be humping the carpet just like a dog. That
to me is being a good Master. You have to know your slave's strengths and
weaknesses. Once you know what they are you can then use them against your
boy to keep him in his place.

    Do you want to know how long I made Alex go? Maybe I will pull out that
journal entry some day and post it. In the mean time just use your
imagination. As for Justin, did he tell me the truth or not? He told me the
truth. He said Alex was awesome, bu then I already knew that. Did I tell
Alex? No! I let him think that Justin had screwed him over. I planned on
having Justin babysit Alex for me again and I wanted Alex to work all that
harder at pleasing him. Well enough for this journal entry. As always let
us know what you think. I really have enjoyed some of the ideas that you
have given me for Alex and Jose. E-mail me at BNDMaster13@yahoo.com. Thanks
again for reading!