Date: Tue, 9 Dec 2008 12:08:28 -0800 (PST)
From: MASTER bndmaster13 <bndmaster13@yahoo.com>
Subject: "I Had No Idea" Part 41

                   "I Had No Idea" - Part 41
                   BY - BNDMaster13@yahoo.com

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    Yes, it is that time again! Another entry from Alex's journal. Let me
begin here by wishing all our loyal readers a VERY Merry Christmas. I love
the holidays. I know Alex and Jose do. They look forward to seeing what new
toy I have bought them for Christmas. I look forward to trying it out on
them. As neither of them are in a position to buy me presents I am the one
who gets all the pleasure out of giving. Trust me, what I buy them, as I
use it on them, keeps giving my pleasure over and over again. What is that
expression, give a present that keeps on giving and giving!

    In line with it being the holidays I decided to post a very recent
entry. This particular one actually took place the Saturday after
Thanksgiving. I had volunteered to host the annual Christmas Party for all
our friends. Some, but not all, are involved in a Master / slave
relationship. Over the years I have become acquainted with quite a few
people who share my tastes. We have several others that just think it is
cool to see a slave all tied up and used, and a couple that get off on just
about anything. Anyway, this year I decided the party should be at our
house. We have lots of room, an awesome playroom, and a fully fenced
backyard that offers us complete privacy. Now that I have set the stage let
me turn this over to my faithful slave Alex.  He, in his usual eloquent
style, tells the story far better than I can:

    Thanksgiving had been great! My parents had actually been in Houston
for once. Master Rick, let all of us spend Thursday and Friday with
them. Sometimes I do miss them. I have a great life with my new family,
but, yes I do miss my parents at times. They think my hair is a little
strange but they have come to accept it. Master Rick told them he thinks it
is just a faze I am going through. He assured them I would grow out of
it. Since he is studying psychology they believe every word he tells them
about me. In addition they think of him as my big brother as well as my
lover, (yes they know we are gay and have come to accept it) and trust him
to take care of me. If they only knew the truth of just how he takes care
of me and why I am wearing a mohawk.

    Anyway, we got home late Friday. I knew already we were going to be
having a party Saturday and assumed that Jose and I would be working or
asses off to get the house ready. That is, of course, exactly what
happened. Master Rick actually left my hands free for the day just so I
could do all the tasks he had set out for us. Don't get me wrong he worked
hard too. It may sound sometimes like Jose basically does everything but
that really isn't the case. Master Rick does just as much around the house
as Jose. In fact he is an excellent cook. I prefer his cooking to Jose's.
He realizes that there just is no way Jose can keep up with his school and
maintain the house and yard in the absolute perfect order Master Rick
requires. Myself, on the other hand, really don't do a whole lot. But then
when your hands are locked behind you almost all the time there really
isn't that much I can do. Then again really that comment is wrong. Master
Rick has gotten very creative with my chores. Have you ever tried scrubbing
out a bath tub or toilet with a small brush held in your mouth? All the
while balancing, without the use of your hands, to try not to fall over
head first. Or better yet weeding the flower bed with a small shovel
gripped in your teeth, naked with your ass waving in the air. Thinking
about that have you ever gotten a sunburn on your ass?  You think a good
hard spanking hurts!

    So Saturday flew by and soon it was time for Master Rick to start
getting Jose and I ready for the party. As usual I had no idea exactly what
he had planned for us, but I knew from experience I probably wouldn't like
it very much. So many times, when we went to parties, Master Rick would
make me suck cock all night. He knew how badly I hated being used that way
and he would do it just to ram home the fact that I was his slave. So there
was very little surprise when the first item from the toy shelves was a
ring gag. Once again I would be spending my night on my knees with a cock
jammed in my mouth. But to my shock Master Rick walked over and strapped it
on Jose. "I can tell by the look on your face Alex that you assumed the gag
was for you. Not tonight. I have something much more fun planned for you,"
Master Rick sadistically said.  Dear, god! More fun. Coming from his mouth
that meant something I really wouldn't enjoy. He knew how badly I hated
being used as an open mouth, so for him to say more fun, that really scared
me.

    Next he placed a blindfold on Jose. He secured it at the back with a
padlock, just like he had done with the ring gag. Master Rick never leaves
a buckle unlocked. Jose was already locked in his chastity belt so Master
Rick did nothing with his cock and balls. He then moved Jose over to a
relative new item we had gotten. Master Rick had made a set of
stocks. Usually he keeps our larger toys in one side of the garage so when
he had rolled it in today I knew one of us would probably end up in it
tonight. I was actually just a little pleased it was Jose and not me. It is
a rather simple, but sturdy, apparatus. Well, that may not be correct. It
looks simple but Master Rick built it so it could be used quite a few
ways. Today, though, he had it configured as a standard stock for the head
and hands. He opened it up, made Jose bend over and place his head in the
middle and his hands on each side. Master Rick closed the top and secured
it with a padlock big enough to be used in a prison. Needless to say Jose
was not going anywhere. The stock was on wheels so it could be moved but
once Jose was locked in it, Master Rick locked them down so it wouldn't
move. My assumption was that with a cock in Jose's ass, and probably one in
his mouth, the stocks needed to be pretty stationary. Master Rick patted
Jose on the ass and said, "slave, you are pretty much all set for
tonight. I just have a few small things to add so you will be a little more
festive. You and Alex are going to be part of my decorations."

    What did he mean? Well I got the idea when he put a red Rudolph nose on
Jose. In addition Master Rick placed a set of fake reindeer antlers on
him. With a flick of a couple switches Jose nose was blinking on and off
bright red and his antlers were flashing red and green. He then hung a sign
on the wall near Jose's ass which said, "His nose is red. Can anyone make
Rudolph's ass match his nose? A nice rosy red glow to set the Christmas
mood. Once it's red enough you can enjoy the heat from the inside out or
just enjoy Rudolph's mouth." Below the sign he hung two rather wicked
looking paddles. Below those he set a large box of condoms. God, I was glad
it was Jose in the stocks and not me. As I have said many times before, I
had no idea what Master Rick had in store for me.

    "All right Alex I think it is time to get you ready for tonight. I
don't want to tell you just what you will be doing as I want it to be a
surprise. But suffice it to say you will be the center piece of my holiday
decorations tonight." What the hell was Master Rick planing, I wondered as
he told me this.

    He began by removing my chastity belt. That started me wondering even
more. He had left Jose's on, but taken mine off. Next he removed my leather
cuffs. He almost never removes my cuffs unless I am showering. He then
replaced them with another set of leather cuffs. The difference was that my
normal ones are not padded. They are just simply wide strips of leather
that buckle on, then are locked on. These, however, were our pair that is
heavily padded on the inside. Master Rick only used them if he was going to
suspend one of us by our wrists or felt we would need to be able to hang in
them if our legs gave out. That gave me a pretty good idea I would be
hanging somewhere, but where and why? Master Rick moved me out toward the
center of the room. Once there he kicked my feet apart until my legs were
spread wide open. He placed a spreader bar between my ankles and lock it to
the cuffs still on my ankles. Once done with that he dropped a rope from
the ceiling and tied my wrist cuffs to it. He went over to the wall and
pulled the rope tight until I was stretched up toward the ceiling, my feet
just barely on the floor.  He then tied off the rope and grabbed a leather
cock gag off the shelves. As he buckled it on and locked it he said, "You
don't need a mouth tonight Alex. I don't want to hear a sound out of you.
Not that you won't be screaming behind the gag, I just don't want our
guests to hear you."

    Good lord, what was he planning on doing with me? I felt so vulnerable
hanging there, knowing that soon the room would be filled with people. My
thoughts were brought up short as I heard the sound of the door bell
ring. Were people arriving already? Master Rick must have read my thoughts
as he patted my ass and said, "stay right here Alex. I think that must be
Robert and Matt. Matt is going to help serve drinks tonight and I asked
Robert to bring him early so I could get him ready."

    With that he left the room, going to answer the door. I was actually a
little curious at this point.  I had not seen Matt except at school since
Master Robert had taken him that Sunday and of course we were not allowed
to talk to each other. I knew he had let Matt's hair grow out on his
head. Matt now looked like an army recruit instead of being totally
bald. But I was curious if Master Robert had allowed him hair anywhere
else. In addition, even though Matt wore very baggy clothes to school, it
looked like he had bulked up even more since Master Robert had owned him. I
was also wondering, considering the positions Jose and I were in, what
Master Rick had planned for Matt. It took them a few minutes, but I assumed
Matt was taking his clothes off.  Soon they appeared, Master Robert leading
Matt on a leash. I looked Matt over. Yes he had bulked up even more. In
fact he looked damn good, and such a difference from the first time I had
seen him. As to hair, the only place where any had been allowed to grow
back was the little bit on the top of Matt's head. He was still wearing the
same ball harness still locked in place. The big difference about him
though was that he had an overwhelming sense of happiness about him.  It
made me very glad that he had found someone. Obviously Master Robert made
Matt feel the way Master Rick makes me feel, warm, loved, and totally
fulfilled.

    "All right Rick just what do you want my boy here to do tonight?"
Master Robert asked as he looked around the room at Jose and I. "It looks
like you have your slaves all dressed up for the party. I like Rudolph over
there. But what is Alex supposed to be?"

    "That is a surprise for latter." Master Rick said. "Now let me show you
what I have in mind for your slave. I think you will like it. I do need you
to take off his ball harness though. I want a cock and ball harness on
him. My plan is for our guests to make sure his cock stays good and hard
all night so it doesn't try and pull itself out."

    Master Robert reached in his pocket and pulled out a ring of keys. He
unlocked the ball harness, removed it and slipped it in his pocket. They
then moved over to the shelves. Master Rick pulled down a gates of hell
cock and ball harness. I hated it when he used it on me. Your cock tries to
get hard and is trapped in the rings. It really hurt and I had just heard
Master Rick's idea was to keep Matt hard pushing against it all night. In
addition this one had a three inch ball stretcher that went around the
balls and pulled them hard down in their sack. Master Rick strapped it on,
then borrowed Master Robert's lock and locked one of the locks. They still
needed another one for the ball stretcher. Obviously Master Robert had
already known this as he produced another lock which they used to lock the
gates of hell around Matt's cock. Next Matt's collar was removed and Master
Rick replaced it with a high posture collar. Once buckled on it forced Matt
to keep his head up and looking straight in front of him. In other words,
anyone could grope him and he wouldn't be able to look down and see what
they were doing. It was locked on also with another lock Master Robert had
brought. Obviously only his locks for his slave. Now to Matt's hands. These
had metal shackles put on them. They locked on his wrists, then with a
short chain were locked onto his collar. Even though his hands were free
enough to hand someone a beer they couldn't come down his body any further
than the bottom of his rib cage. Master Rick made him try several times to
see how much movement he had. He adjusted the length of the chain several
times and finally seemed satisfied. Last but not least, a set of metal
shackles were put on Matt's feet. These were connected by a short chain. It
allowed him to walk but required him to do so in a slow hobbling
fashion. If Master Rick was decorating with him then just what was he?

    One more addition and it dawned on me where Master Rick was going. An
old fashion sleeping hat was placed on Matt's head with the words,
"Marley's ghost," on it. Matt was supposed to be the ghost of Bob Marley
from A Christmas Carol. God, Master Rick could be creative when he wanted
to be. I was still really wondering what he had planned for me. They made
one last addition to Matt's attire before they were satisfied. Master
Robert took a black marker and wrote across Matt's lower stomach, "Please
keep me hard!" When he was done he stroked Matt's caged cock and said,
"There you go boy. I wouldn't want you to miss out on just how much fun
what you are wearing can be."

    I am going to jump ahead in my story at this point. Master Rick tells
me I tend to drag things out way to long. Suffice it to say everyone
arrived. Jose was being used hard. People were keeping Matt's poor cock
straining against it's bindings. As for me my cock was being played with,
my tits were being stroked and pulled on but I still didn't know what
Master Rick had planned until he walked over to me and got the rooms
attention. Then he announced, "As you may have noticed there is a tree in
the front room but we don't have one out here for our party.  Well that
isn't the case. Alex here is going to be our tree. We just haven't
decorated him yet.  Matt, bring me that box over there."

    Master Rick indicated a rather large box on the far side of the
room. Matt slowly shuffled his way over to it. He bent forward until he
could get it picked up, then brought it back to Master Rick. From the box
Master Rick pulled out a clothes pin. To it had been affixed a bell. He
jangled it in the air to show everyone that it made a sound. He then
grabbed my right tit and pulled it out until he was happy then set the pin
in place. I jerked as he did and realized that he was using the ones he had
made extra strong just for me. He seemed pleased with my response as he
looked back at the room and said, "For a $5 contribution that will go to
Toys for Tots you can add another ornament to our tree. I have quite a few
in this box and I would really like to see all of them decorating our
Christmas Tree. The only place you may not put one is on his cock or balls
I am saving them for latter. Once the box is empty I will show you another
neat holiday thing we can do with them."

    As the clothes pin that already was on my body hurt like hell, I hated
to think how many more Master Rick had in the box. Needless to say I would
find out. Everyone was very quickly in line waiting to purchase their
ornament to add to me, their living tree. Everyone single one hurt like
hell as they were clipped all over my body. They lined my arms, my chest,
down my side, down both side of my legs, and across my stomach even my ears
weren't left out. I even had ones all over my ass. By the time the last one
was gone I hurt so bad I wanted to scream. Now I knew why Master Rick had
gagged me. At least I thought I did. He had said I would be screaming into
the gag. I was close but, still somehow, managed to control myself. I
should have known he had more planned. He always does!

    Now, he told everyone, it was time to decorate my cock and
balls. Master Rick brought out another smaller box. Inside were several
more clips. Each of these had a large bell attached. He picked up the first
and rang it. It had a deep tone. I could tell by looking at it that it must
be heavy. I already hurt so bad I hated the idea of having him hang it off
my cock or balls. Of course he didn't care. So soon I was wearing a heavy
weight clipped to the head of my cock, several more down the shaft, and
even more hanging off my balls. God it hurt! Now I was yelling into my gag,
but he had only started. Master Rick looked very pleased with himself as he
announced, "All right, now that we have our tree decorated I think it is
time for a little caroling. You see each bell makes a different tone. All I
have to do is hit the one I want and we can have music to sing to."

    With that Master Rick grabbed his drum sticks and wacked the bell
hanging off my left tit. I screamed into my gag as the pain hit me. Master
Rick didn't care, he kept on hitting one bell after another. The pain was
so intense that it took me a few moments to realize that he was actually
playing, "Santa Claus is coming to town" on the bells hanging off my
body. How did I finally figure this out? The sound of everyone's singing
finally pierced my pain wracked brain.  Everyone around me singing
Christmas songs while I screamed ineffectually into my gag! I can't really
say how many songs they sang, but eventually it was time for me to get
involved. Master Rick grabbed my head and made me focus, "Alex you will
swing the bells hanging on you cock and balls. I want them to ring out loud
and clear. Do you understand?"

    Tears ran down my face as I nodded yes. I started thrusting my hips to
make the bells ring.  Dear god it hurt so badly, but I forced myself to
swing them as hard as I could because that was what my Master wanted. I was
so thankful Master Rick had used the padded cuffs as I found myself needing
to hang from them more and more. Just when I thought I was going to loose
it Master Rick ordered me to stop. He stroked my face and said, "good boy!
I am very proud of you. I know you hurt but unfortunately every one we put
on now has to come off. Make me proud Alex."

    And I did! It hurt so badly as each ornament was removed from my pain
wracked body, BUT I DID IT! I screamed but I did not pass out. I took every
single thing my Master wanted me to take.  The reward for me was at the end
when Master Rick was letting me down from the ceiling. He held me and told
me how proud he was of me and how much he loved me. What an incredible
start to the Christmas season!

    Let me stop Alex there. I should tell you that we raised almost $1000
that night. Yes, I was very proud of my Alex. Since I am on the subject of
my Alex. I had someone e-mail me and tell me, "how could you turn your best
friend into a slave?" Get real! It is because I love Alex and he is my best
friend and my lover that I made him my slave. I gave him exactly what he
needed and wanted. He is the happiest person on the planet. No! I take that
back. He is one of the two happiest people on the planet. I am the other
one. I have my Alex, what more could I want!

    Now to all our readers, from our family to yours A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS
and A HAPPY NEW YEAR! I know we will have a great holiday and we hope you
all will too! As always let me know what you think. Or better yet if you
have any good ideas for me to use on my boys e-mail me
BNDMaster13@yaoo.com.