Date: Fri, 18 Sep 2009 09:24:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: MASTER bndmaster13 <bndmaster13@yahoo.com>
Subject: "I Had No Idea" - part 44

"I Had No Idea" - Part 44
BY - BNDMaster13@yahoo.com

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    I am sure by now, you are used to me saying, "I know it has been so
long...." But once again here I am starting this journal entry off that
way. And it has been way to long! Summer is over, school is getting ready
to start and I am months behind in letting our loyal readers know what is
going on in our lives. I have a lot to catch you up on so let me get
started.

    The last post was about Alex and the new cage. I told you it was now in
our house. That cage has become my favorite place for my slaves. I really
enjoy having one or the other locked in it, if I work really hard I can
even get them both in it. At first they both spent time in it, but more and
more it has become Alex's home when I am not using him. I think he has
become attached to it, just like his collar and cuffs (and other things as
you will read). I did purchase a padded leather mat for the floor so it
would be a little more comfortable for him. See, I am not all bad!

   Besides the cage I have made several additional changes in Alex's life.
When school let out for the Summer, I informed Alex that he would not be
going back in the Fall. Yes, I know, I was the one that made him go, but
after seeing him locked in the cage, I remembered how much I liked his
being bound 24/7. Knowing Alex's hands were always locked behind him.
Knowing that he was waiting for just one thing, my return. So, for this
year at least, Alex will not attend college. He will go back to being what
he really is my bondage slave. And I do not want to hear any shouts of
outrage! Alex is my slave and I will do with him as I please! How did Alex
react to this news? Well I think I will turn this over to him and let you
hear it in his own words:

    I couldn't believe what Master Rick has just said! Maybe I had heard
him wrong. I just had to make sure. I had to hear it one more time. I
cleared my throat and said, "Sir, please Sir, may I ask a question Sir?"

    Master Rick stroked my head as he replied, "Yes slave. Let me guess.
You want to make sure I really said what I did. Yes, Alex, you will not be
going back to school in the Fall."

    If they hadn't been locked behind me I would have thrown my arms around
him and kissed him. Oh, I would have gotten in lots of trouble for doing
it, but it would have been worth it! I hated school! I hated being free! I
hated wearing clothes! I hated not having my arms locked behind me! This
was like a dream come true! I had begged and begged, I had also gotten
beaten for begging, for Master Rick to let me stay home. Now my dream was
really coming true!

    Master Rick went on to explain that I would be required to sign a new
contract. When I had started school he had made me sign a four year one,
but as of now he was cancelling it. He reminded me that he had that right
as my Master. The new one would have no time frame. It would last until he
decided to end it. Once my name was signed I would no longer have any
future but as his slave. (In my mind it had always been that way.) He
informed me that I would forever sign away the privilege of having my hands
free, just like in our first one. Those words made me so excited. To know
that, once again, I would be bound all the time. Who needed hands, I had
Master Rick. I will admit that during the last two years I had gotten used
to being able to touch the front of my own body. When you have gone 13
months without being able to scratch an itch on your own belly, EVER, you
will know what I mean. However, I would gladly give that up to have my
hands locked behind me all the time again. Master Rick tells me I love
bondage. He is so right! I have dreamt many times of having steel manacles
on my wrists that were riveted on, permanently locking my hands behind
me. Then a set on my ankles with just a short chain between, again riveted
in place. I have told this dream to Master Rick, he tells me that he would
hate it. It would limit how he could tie me up. He is right in that. He can
be very creative and the more restrictive the better I like it.

    I was pulled out of my bondage dreams and back to reality as Master
Rick continued talking. "Alex there is going to be one very big change in
this contract. In our first contract I allowed you to cum every other
week. The one you signed when you started school, allowed me to decide and
I have pretty much stuck with letting you cum every other week, but not
anymore. This one will again allow me to decide but I am placing an upper
and lower time limit on it. The least amount of time you will go will be
two months, Yes, Alex I said two months."

    My heart sank in my chest. Two months without getting to cum! Two weeks
was hard enough, but two months. But wait, Master Rick had said that was
the least amount of time. My heart sank further as he continued, "But Alex
just because two months have gone by does not mean I will allow you to
cum. But I am giving you a upper limit too. The longest I will deny you
cumming will be one year."

    To say the least I was shocked! How could anyone go a year without
getting to cum? I knew Master Rick would keep me healthy by milking my
prostate. He did that now as he thinks two weeks is to long for me to go
without at least one milking. He tells me that as I am his forever, he
wants me to stay healthy. Just thinking about it scared me. God, a hole
year! But then I remembered back to when I first became his bondage
slave. Going two weeks had seemed like forever. Now I was used to it. I had
learned my cumming held very little place in my life anymore. As long as
Master Rick was happy I was happy. I have learned to live his motto, full
balls make for an empty mind.

    There was more yet to come as he continued, "since we are discussing
your cock, another thing is changing. You will no longer wear the chastity
device. I want to see your cock. With the new change in your cumming I
expect to see it hard quite a bit. I don't want it locked away anymore, so
you can't get hard. I want to see just how much you need and how much I
have taken away from you."

    Again I was floored. My cock had been locked away for so long. I could
hardly fathom not wearing my chastity device all the time. Having my cock
free would be very hard to get used to. But as always I had no idea what
was to come, as Master Rick went on, "But, Alex, I am not going to leave
your cock free. I bought you this to wear all the time. I know how you have
always wanted something steel riveted on, well this won't be riveted but it
will be locked with a special hex key so no one but me can take it off
you."

    Master Rick held up a heavy stainless steel cock ring. It was hinged on
one side and would close around my cock and balls. Once closed there was a
special key that locked it in place. When it was tightened there would be
no way to get it off. Master Rick set down the cock ring and picked up a
matching ball stretcher. It was only about 1 inch long but looked heavier
than the cock ring had. It secured the exact same way. Again, once in place
it wasn't going to come off for anything. At the base of the ball stretcher
was the scary part. A small steel piece, that from the way it looked, would
go between by balls keeping them permanently separated, one pushed to the
left and one to the right. Master Rick showed me how, when the screw was
installed, it would lock the spreader securely in place. Also attached to
the spreader bar was a small ring. This I assumed would be for weights or
for Master Rick to chain me to things. He did seem to like chaining Jose
and I up by our balls. To be honest looking at the hard steel objects that
would soon be around my cock and balls, made me excited. I could feel my
cock trying to get hard inside it's plastic prison. That fact did not miss
Master Rick's notice. "Alex," he said, "stand up so I can take off the
belt. I want to see your poor useless cock getting hard for it's Master."

    I stood as ordered and Master Rick unlocked my cock for the last
time. As he removed the belt and my cock sprang free I immediately had a
hard on. He stroked my cock slowly with his fingers, sending tingles of
delight coursing through my body. "Remember Alex you can get as hard as you
want BUT you may not cum. I think you know better than to ever do that!
After all this time I think I can trust you not to do that. And you know
what will happen if you ever do!"

    It was strange, I remembered when Master Rick had first put the
chastity device on me. He had caught me rubbing my cock on the carpet in
the closet he used to keep me in. I had been so desperate to cum. Back then
I still had not learned my proper place. I remember how badly Master Rick
had punished me. I deserved it! I had disobeyed my Master. Now as I thought
about it I knew no matter how much I wanted to I would never do anything
like that. Even if my hands were loose I wouldn't touch my cock. In fact
even at school I never touched my cock even when I peed. I couldn't even
remember the last time my hands had touched myself. Master Rick was right,
of course he always is, he could trust me. I knew his rule, never touch
your slave cock, balls, tits, or ass. I would rather die than displease
him. I really didn't need the belt anymore. My Master's orders and my own
mentality was all the chastity device I needed.

    I stood at attention as Master Rick secured my new cock ring in
place. As he brought the ends together I was surprised at just how snug it
was. I felt him turning the screw that would seal it on me. My cock
throbbed at attention as his hands brushed against it while he worked. Once
done with the ring Master Rick pulled my balls down and placed the
stretcher in place. As he closed it and brought the bar up to divide my
balls, I realized it too was nice and snug. I also felt that at the base,
on the inside, something soft. There must have been a lining so my balls
wouldn't chafe on the steel. Master Rick, always so thoughtful. When he had
finished securing it in place he gave my balls a yank and said, "Good fit
Alex. I had them made special to your measurements. They look good on you
slave. I realize I didn't show you but on each one I had engraving
done. They both say, Master Rick's slave. They further mark you as
mine. Wear them proudly slave."

    I would wear them proudly for several reasons. First, my Master gave
them to me. He cared enough to further mark me as his property, like when
he had my ass tattooed. I would gladly wear them forever! Secondly, there
was no way in hell I could get them off. They would stay locked around my
cock and balls until Master Rick took them off. All ready the weight of the
stretcher hung heavy on my balls and the cock ring was definitely keeping
my cock hard. But I knew I would get used to them. They would soon be as
much a part of me as the cuffs locked on my wrists and ankles, the collar
locked around my neck, or the rings in my tits. They made me appreciate
just how lucky I was to have Master Rick as my Master.

    He now made me kneel. He placed the new contract on the floor and put a
pen in my mouth. I willingly lean forward and signed my name the best I
could. Trust me it isn't easy with no hands, but if you looked really close
you could almost tell it was my name. Not that it really mattered. It was
just a formality. Regardless if I signed it or not I was and always would
remain Master Rick's slave. I had given up any other life a long time
ago. I think Master Rick just likes the show of continued commitment on my
part. I do know, for me, every time he has made me do this it reinforces my
place in this world as his slave and nothing but his slave. I was excited
to be able to go back to what I do best, wait as a bound slave for my
Master's return. As these feelings flowed through my head my cock throbbed
so hard. That would be the hardest thing to get used to, no hard confining
plastic prison for my cock. But again in my mind it would always be
there. My cock was just as off limits now as it was when it had been locked
up.

    To, as Master Rick put it, "celebrate our new contract," he used a cord
to pull my hands high up my back and tie them off to my collar. He then
made me bend over and place my forehead on the floor, raising my ass high
and held out for him. I knew what was coming as he reached for the hard
wooden paddle and felt my cock throb in anticipation of the first
blow. "slave how many years do you think I will keep you tied up as my
slave?" Master Rick ask.

    I hoped for the rest of my life! So I responded, "Sir, please Sir,
forever Sir."

    "I will keep you forever slave, but as you are going to get a swat for
each year we will be together, forever isn't going to cut it. So slave give
me a number. Remember you have a long life ahead of you. Think about it
boy, you could spend the next 50 years like this, maybe longer."

    That had never really hit me before. I had always thought, I will be
his slave forever. But Master Rick was right. I was just 21. I really could
be kept tied up for that long. I knew I wanted to be! So I decided to
really give him a number. Not sure my ass would like it but I hoped Master
Rick would. "Sir, 70 years Sir?!", I said!

    "Good boy! However, we will see what happens in the future. Who knows
it may well be that long. So slave can your ass take 70 swats? Not that you
really have a choice. But I will start slow and let it build, but by the
time I am done your ass will know who owns it. So will you, because I
intend for it to throb for days, just like your cock seems to be doing
right now."

    He was right my cock was so hard. It felt so good even knowing I would
spend at least two months like this before there was any chance Master Rick
might let me cum. As he started hitting my ass with the paddle all I felt
was happiness. I could have cried I was so happy. I will admit that by the
time he was done all I felt was searing pain and was crying because my ass
hurt so bad. My cock was still hard however!

    Let me end Alex here. I do apologize to anyone that wanted some hot sex
session. But I wanted to bring our readers up to speed on our life. When
Alex was in school sometimes he didn't have time to keep up his
journal. Now, maybe, he will have a little more time. I won't say free
time, Alex is never free anymore. But I remember back to the very first
post of this journal. I had Alex tied up typing on a laptop with a
pencil. I am planning on going back to that. He needs something to fill his
time. Then all I will need is a little more time (never happen) to edit
them and post them for his readers.

    Alex made so many great points in this entry. The best was how he no
longer felt he needed the chastity belt. It was well time I took it off
him. As my slave he damn well had better have learned to NEVER touch his
own cock. A true slave should be in forced chastity without the need for a
belt. Simply the Master's orders and the slave's desire to please should
make never touching their cock the easiest thing in the world. Their Master
said NO so they do not do it. So far Alex has done great by the way. I am
proud of him. This journal was written three months ago. Have I let Alex
cum yet? You will just have and wait to see! As always drop and e-mail,
especially now Alex needs them, BNDMASTER13@yahoo.com.