Date: Mon, 29 Sep 2008 12:22:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: MASTER bndmaster13 <bndmaster13@yahoo.com>
Subject: I Had NO Idea Part 37

                   "I Had No Idea" - Part 37
                   BY - BNDMaster13@yahoo.com

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consensual sexual contact between adult males. As such it is homoerotic,
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    Let me begin this by saying, I know I had said I would start on the
journal entries about this summer's vacation. But, I just have to post this
one. It just took place and Alex just finished writing about it. I actually
gave him orders to get it done as fast as possible. I have had so many
people comment on how hard it must be for my boys to be forced to go to
school with the no talking order. Well, yes it is hard on them but tough
shit! They are my slaves and if that is what I command them then that is
what they will do. Anyway, what people wanted was more about their
experiences. Most seem to think it is pretty hot for my boys to be
humiliated in public like this. I know I do!

    Before I turn this over to Alex I am going to set the stage just a
bit. It was just last Monday that I had this guy approach me at school. I
won't describe him, because Alex does a fine job of it a little latter
on. But he came up to me and dropped to his knees in front of me. I had
never seen him before and was actually pretty shocked when he did this. He
told me he had seen Alex and Jose. (He didn't know their names as they only
told him their Master wouldn't allow them to talk to anyone.) He knew as
soon as he talked to them that they were slaves. He had searched all over
campus to find out who they belonged to. He had actually taken the time to
learn quite a bit about me and my boys. He even mentioned the fact that he
knew Justin, so yes, he really knew what I was all about. He told me how
badly he wanted to be used hard by a real Master. He had dreamed of it for
years and would do anything if I would only consider using him as a
slave. I told him that I was kind of busy with the two boys I already had
and didn't need or want another slave. He actually started crying as he
begged me to please, if nothing else, just let him spend even one weekend
serving me. He was so totally pathetic I just had so say yes. I told him I
would allow him one weekend to be a slave. I also told him there were some
conditions to this but he would have to find those out after he arrived at
my house. He said he would willing do anything. So I arranged for him to
come to my house Friday afternoon and I planned on letting him stay until
late Sunday evening. How did it turn out? Well as I always say,"Let me turn
this over to my Alex". If Alex seems to know things he wouldn't normally
know it is because I gave him lots of details and told him to use them in
this journal entry:

    It was a normal lazy Friday afternoon at our house. Master Rick and I
had gotten out of class at noon. Jose however had classes until late so it
was just Master Rick and I at home. I for one was looking forward to a nice
quiet weekend. That is if any weekend at our house could be called
quiet. Master Rick usually had some great bondage or torture game
planned. But the again at our house that was a normal weekend.

    Master Rick and I had gotten home at the same time. I had immediately
stripped, as I was under orders to never go beyond the front door without
removing all my clothes. What few there are of them. I went to the playroom
to put on my ankle cuffs. Then, as always, once I had done that I locked my
wrist cuffs behind my back and dropped to a kneeling position on the floor
awaiting Master Rick's pleasure. If I had needed to do homework I would
have started on it, but as I didn't I just knelt there like a good slave
waiting for it's Master.

    Master Rick left me there for a little while so he could change and get
himself a beer. He then came out to the playroom. He was dressed in just a
pair of shorts. He looked so hot as he stood in front of me. All I wanted
right then was to take his cock in my mouth and pay proper homage to my
wonderful Master. That however, was not what Master Rick had in mind. He
had brought out my water dish which he sat on the floor next to his
chair. Once done he sat down and motioned me over. I was very thankful for
the water and dropped my head down so I could drink while Master Rick
turned the tv on. When I had finished he allowed me to sit back and watch
tv with him. Such a natural scene at our house. Master Rick in his chair
watching tv. Me kneeling next to him, hands locked behind my back, ass
still plugged, and my cock securely locked away in it's cage.

    We had been sitting there for awhile when the front door bell
rang. Master Rick got up to answer it leaving me there on the floor. I
heard voices in the front room but couldn't quite make out what was being
said. I wondered who was at out there. Shortly my curiosity was satisfied
as Master Rick reentered the room with another guy following him. As always
I got embarrassed.  That seems to be my initial reaction to anyone seeing
me that I don't know. Thankfully Master Rick has trained me well and it
quickly passed. The guy standing there was maybe 5' 7". He looked to be at
the most sixteen or seventeen but I latter learned he was actually almost
nineteen.  He had blonde slightly shaggy hair, with the most piecing blue
eyes I think I have ever seen. I really couldn't see his build as he was
wearing rather baggy pants and a t-shirt. Now that I had gotten a good look
at his face I realized that I recognized him from school. I remembered that
he had tried several times to talk to me and I had been forced to tell him
my Master wouldn't allow me to speak to anyone.

    "Matt," Master Rick said gesturing toward me, "This is my slave Alex. I
know you have tried to talk to him at school. Alex, present yourself at
attention here." Indicated a spot about three feet in front of him.

    Of course I jumped to obey. I quickly moved to where he wanted me. I
stood there at attention chest out, stomach in, legs spread wide, and head
looking at the floor wondering what was coming next. Master Rick walked up
to me and asked, "What are you boy?"

    I knew exactly what my answer had better be so I replied, "Sir, you
slave, Sir."

    "Very good slave. Tell Matt here exactly what that means," Master Rick
ordered.

    "Sir, that means that this slave has no rights, Sir. Sir, this slave
owns nothing but is wholly owned by you it's Master, Sir. Sir, it means
this slave deserves nothing but what you allow it to have, Sir. Sir, it
means this slave exists for one purpose and one purpose only, to please you
it's Master, Sir." I hoped that Master Rick would be pleased with that
response and waited expectantly to see what happened.

    Obviously he was pleased because he continued, "Good slave." He now hit
my locked up cock and asked, "What is this and who does it belong to?"

    Again I quickly answered, "Sir, it is a cock, Sir. Sir, it belongs to
you, it is no longer of any importance to this slave, Sir. Sir, it is used
only for what you allow it to be used for, Sir. Sir, it is kept locked to
always remind this slave that it is owned by it's Master, Sir. Sir, it is
never to be touched by this slave for any reason unless specifically
instructed to do so by you, Sir."

    Now Master Rick tapped my balls and asked almost the same thing, "What
are these and who do they belong to, slave?"

    "Sir, they belong to you, Sir. Sir, they are there for the sole purpose
of being kept full of cum to always remind this slave that it cums only at
it's Master's pleasure, Sir. Sir, the fuller they are the more this slave
will work to please it's Master, Sir. Sir, like the cock they may never be
touched by this slave for any reason unless instructed by you to do so,
Sir" I answered. I was again getting slightly embarrassed being made to say
these things in front of someone I really didn't know. But if my Master
wanted to show off his well trained slave then so be it.

    Next Master Rick tapped my chest, "What are these and who do they
belong to, slave?"

    "Sir, they are tits, Sir. Sir, they belong only to you, Sir. Sir, they
are ringed to constantly stimulate this slave as reminder that it's Master
likes it horny, Sir. Sir, like the cock and balls they may never be touched
by this slave unless ordered to do so by it's Master, Sir," once again I
was good about my answers and hoped Master Rick was proud of me.

    Master Rick grabbed me by the shoulder and turned me around. He bent me
over so my ass crack was exposed. This of course let Matt see the harness
digging into my crack holding the plug wedged securely in place. Again
Master Rick asked me, "Whose ass is this slave, and why is it plugged?"

    "Sir, this slave's ass belongs only to you, Sir. Sir, it is there for
whatever use you choose to put it to, Sir. Sir, it is plugged to constantly
remind this slave that no part of it's body belongs to it anymore,
Sir. Sir, even it's ass, it's most private place, is yours and yours only,
Sir. Sir, it further reminds this slave that using the bathroom is a
privilege that you allow it to have, Sir. Sir, it also reminds this slave
that it must always ask permission to be allowed that privilege, Sir," I
responded. As these words flowed so easily out of my mouth I realized just
how well Master Rick had trained me as his slave. Because I was not simply
mouthing things that I knew he wanted me say but I was expressing exactly
the way I felt. Being showed off by him like this made me feel so proud of
what he had made of me.

    Master Rick stood me back up and once again had me face toward Matt. I
kept my head looking at the floor as Master Rick now addressed his comments
toward Matt. "All right Matt you have heard from Alex just what his being
my slave means and entails. You told me Monday that you wanted to be used
just like this. Is that still what you want after listening to what Alex
just had to say?" he asked.

    Now it was Matt's turn to talk. I heard him clear his throat then reply
in a voice that carried both fear and desirre, "Sir, yes it is exactly what
I want. I have wanted it for so long I can't even begin to tell you. When I
first saw your slaves all I could do was envy them. Then I met Justin and
he told me all about you. That made me want it even worse. Sir, all I do is
dream of being a slave, your slave even if it is just for a weekend. Please
Sir let me be used by you this weekend.  Please Sir."

     The sheer raw emotion in Matt's voice was incredible. The desire
tinged with the fear at what might happen, that he was exuding, was so
strong you could almost feel it in the room. My heart actually went out to
him. I had the Master of my dreams. I was so happy as his slave. What would
Master Rick decide to do with Matt? I stood there in expectation waiting
for the answer.

    "Alex you may go back and sit next to my chair," Master Rick said. Then
he directed his next words to Matt. "Matt I have talked to Justin this
week. I have learned a little about you. I think I understand why you want
to be a slave so badly. As I told you at school I have two slaves right now
that keep me pretty busy, but yes I will let you be a slave in this house
for the weekend. As of now I am your Master. You will follow any and all
orders without question. You will speak only when I give you permission. If
you violate these rules I will immediately send you home.  Otherwise I will
release you sometime Sunday night. I am going to ask you one last time, are
you sure this is what you want? If you say yes there will be no backing
out."

    "Sir, I fully understand, Sir. Sir, thank you so much, Sir," was Matt's
quick reply.

    "Very well then slave you are mine for the weekend. We'll see if you
are still thanking me Sunday night or not," Master Rick said with that
scary sadistic tone he gets in his voice. I really wondered too if Matt
would still be thanking Master Rick on Sunday or not.

    The first thing Master Rick did was to order Matt to strip. Thankfully
I had a good view from where I was kneeling as I was curious to see what he
looked like under his baggy clothes. As Matt reached up to remove his shirt
a slight blush of red touched his cheeks. Now that the fantasy was actually
becoming reality he was getting embarrassed. He pulled the shirt over his
head exposing his chest. He had a nice well defined chest if maybe just a
little on the skinny side.  There was not a trace of hair to be seen. Next
he removed his shoes and socks stacking it all against the wall where
Master Rick had told him to. Now it was time for the pants. I caught myself
as I realized I was almost licking my lips in anticipation to see what was
hiding under them. Matt dropped the pants to the floor and stepped out of
them. Much to my disappointment he was wearing a pair of boxers. With just
a touch of reluctancy he grabbed the waistband and lowered them down his
body. The red blush on his face had deepened and his embarrassment showed
in his cock as the boxers dropped to the floor. His cock looked like it had
seen better days. It was shrunk to it's smallest do to the fact Matt was
embarrassed and scared. I learned latter, as Rick stimulated him to
arousal, that Matt was one of those guys that when he was hard he was huge
but when he was soft it was a different story. His balls however made up
for the sorry state of his cock as they hung just right, not to low and not
to tight. Matt had just a dusting of hair at his crotch. Actually there was
more than I saw but as it was very light colored it didn't show well. His
legs were like his chest developed but again just a bit on the skinny
side. As I looked him up and down all in all he wasn't bad. In fact
standing there fighting the urge to cover up with his hands he looked down
right cute, in a vulnerable sort of way.

    Matt finished folding his clothes then stood there waiting for Master
Rick's orders. As I said before it seemed to be all he could to control his
hands from trying to cover his crotch to hide his nakedness. If he really
wanted to be a slave then I knew he had better get used to being naked in
front of other guys. Master Rick ordered Matt out into the room and made
him stand at attention just as I had been doing a few minutes
ago. Obviously he had watched what I had done as he positioned himself
almost perfectly. He spread his legs just far enough apart, placed his
hands behind his back, sucked in his stomach, pushed his chest out, and
focused his eyes on the floor in front of him. Master Rick walked over and
slowly circled Matt inspecting the property in front of him.  He ran his
hand over Matt's chest. Tested the firmness of his ass, the weight of his
balls like he was looking at a horse. Matt just stood there slightly
trembling as Master Rick explored his body. Finally Master Rick took Matt's
flaccid penis in his hand and started stroking it. As he did he told Matt,
"Relax boy, just relax. I won't push you beyond what I know you can take. I
know you are embarrassed because your cock is so soft but it's ok. Just
relax let me fix it."

    Master Rick knew that for Matt to get off on this whole thing he needed
to get his cock involved. He needed to loose his fear and have in replaced
with lust. Master Rick stroked Matt's cock with one hand while he brushed
the other across Matt's nipples. I watched as Matt slowly settled down. As
he did his cock began to bloom into what it was capable of when aroused.
The difference was incredible. Instead of the small cock he had at the
outset it was soon replaced by one that almost rivaled mine. (Well not
quite, but I am being nice) The pace of Matt's breathing had changed
dramatically from barely controlled panic to one of total arousal. Master
Rick continued to stroke Matt's cock. With the other hand he now tapped
Matt on the tits and said, "Who do these belong to slave?"

    "Sir, you Sir," was Matt's quick response.

    "That's right boy and you may not touch them ever again, They belong to
me. What about your balls boy?" Master Rick said as he tapped a finger
against Matt's balls.

    "Sir, they are yours, Sir. Please Sir fill them so full of cum that all
I can think about is serving you. Please Sir!" Matt responded as his cock
throbbed in Master Rick's hand.

    "What about this cock slave? Whose is it and what is it good for?"
Master Rick asked.

    Obviously Matt had been listening when I was responding to this
question earlier as he replied, "It is yours Sir. This slave has no
cock. This slave will not touch it Sir, EVER without your permission. this
slave will never cum Sir unless you allow it. Please Sir don't let me cum
all I want is to have keep me turned on like this so I can serve you
better, Sir."

    With that answer Master Rick removed his hand from Matt's cock. He
brushed it across Matt's tits as he responded, "Not bad boy. Not bad. You
have potential. I think we might just have some fun this weekend."

    Master Rick left Matt standing there while he went to the toy
shelves. He selected several things then returned to Matt. He held up a
leather cock and ball harness in front of Matt's eyes.  "Slave I am going
to lock this on you. It will help keep your cock nice and hard. I like it
this way much better than when you first took your clothes off. I think I
need to make sure that it stays this way all weekend."

    With that Master Rick strapped the harness on Matt. He cinched it nice
and tight, trapping the blood in Matt's cock. Then with his usual padlock
he secured it on. He then moved behind Matt and placed a leather collar
around his neck. He had chosen the one that has straps coming down the back
for the wrists. Master Rick pulled each of Matt's arms up high behind his
back in turn locking them into the straps. Next came a full leather hood
which he placed over Matt's head.  Master Rick laced it up tight and locked
it on. He added a full gag as well as blindfold to the hood completely
sealing Matt inside. Through this whole process Master Rick would
occasionally stop to stroke Matt's cock causing small moans of pleasure to
escape Matt's lips.  When Master Rick had finished with the hood he leaned
close to Matt and said, "Now boy I am going to give you what I know you
have been craving. Justin told me you crave to be spanked.  He said that
your dad use to beat you all the time and since he died all you dream about
is having someone beat you like he use to. I think you need that to make
you feel good about yourself so I am going to give you just what you need."

    Master Rick grabbed his small wooden paddle and moved Matt over to the
chair I was sitting next to. Master Rick sat down and pulled Matt's bound
body across his lap and started laying into his ass with the paddle. It was
so, strange I was close enough to hear each impact and see the way his ass
shook with each blow, yet Master Rick completely ignored me. His entire
focus was on beating Matt's ass. Master Rick wailed away for quite sometime
and I watched as Matt's ass changed from white to an angry red. Finally
Master Rick lifted Matt back up to a standing position. The first thing I
saw was Matt's cock harder than a rock sticking straight out in front of
him. Obviously the paddling had been a complete turn on for him. As always
Master Rick knows just what a boy needs and how to give it to him. Master
Rick stood up and put his arms around Matt. He pulled Matt's head down onto
his shoulder and through the hood I heard muffled sobs.  Just by the
cadence I knew they were sobs, not of pain, but of pleasure and much needed
release.  Master Rick patted Matt's leather encased head and said, "slave
you did good, you did good. I am very proud of you. Just remember the
weekend has only begun. You signed on until Sunday night. We have a lot
more to come, so for now, I am just going to let you rest and compose
yourself. We'll pick up where we left off latter."

    Master Rick moved Matt out into the middle of the room. He dropped a
rope down from the ceiling and hooked it onto a ring in the top of the
hood. Once done Master Rick walked over and pulled the rope tight until
Matt was left unable to move from that spot. Master Rick tied off the rope
then came back over and sat down next to me. He looked over at me and said,
"Alex we have a lot to do for this boy this weekend. My idea is that you
and Jose are going to help train him. I want to see just how much you have
learned from me and if the two of you can make Matt into the slave he needs
to be. So for now we will just leave him there. After Jose gets home and we
have dinner we will talk about what to do next."

    Oh my god, what a shock. Master Rick wanted Jose and I to help train
Matt. He wanted to see if we could do it or not. Dear god the last time he
had done something like this we had been made to tie him up. Then he got
loose and we got in so much trouble because we hadn't done it right. He had
forbad our cumming for what seemed liked forever. What if we messed up and
didn't do just what he thought we should with Matt? I really didn't think I
wanted to know what the outcome might be. I was scared but then again
flattered that Master Rick had such confidence in us to allow us to help
train Matt.

    Let me stop Alex there. As usual he wanders just a bit and I think we
have put enough in this entry already. Yes I meant what I had said Alex and
Jose were going to help train Matt. In fact I intended for them to do most
of it. It was going to be very interesting to see just what they had
learned after being my slaves for so long.

    I know everyone out there is going, what about Matt. Who is he, where
is he from, what about his dad, etc. You don't need to know all that right
now. Suffice it to say I had found out all about him before he showed up
that Friday. I already had a game plan as to what he needed and how to go
about giving it to him. As usual if you want more journal entries PLEASE
let me know BNDMaster13@yahoo.com. Alex loves to write them and I love to
post them, BUT your e-mails are what makes it all worthwhile. Otherwise as
I have said I am busy and I have other things I can use my time for besides
giving you good one handed reading.