Date: Thu, 14 Mar 2013 10:40:57 -0700
From: john smith <obedientboy4sir@gmail.com>
Subject: Learning to serve series - chapter 24

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Chapter Twenty-four – A stretch

"Focus, boi, watch this clip of your Master. Stay focused and centered on
Him and His desires and this will go better for you. Get in that `good boi
headspace' and stay there."  Pecs instructed, slapping my face gently.

"Welcome, boi" Master began, "this is the first a series of video clips
I've filmed to help my boi focus through his modifications for Me. This one
is all about those boi balls of Mine. By now, you've seen a good example of
the set I want. We know what you had."  He laughed.

i was stretched out spread eagle, naked against the wall of my cell. i was
exhausted and in pain. The stretch was one thing, but the sharp nipple
clamps and the rope that Pecs was meticulously wrapping around my balls was
another. He kept pulling and winding the rope forcing my balls incredibly
low in their sac. They were to shiny deep red orbs. i grunted constantly.

The image of my Master was front and center on the screen. i was alert and
breathless.  Pecs tied off my balls and paused the screen.

"boi, this is going to hurt. There's no easy way to put it. Take a deep
breath." He cautioned. i sucked in air and He cranked a ratchet somewhere
below me. He counted out one-two-three clicks of the lever. Each click
pulled harder and harder on my nuts. i was blind with agony. i just
screamed and flailed as best i could in my bondage. i couldn't budge an
inch. At that moment, i was sure i was the loudest screamer in a facility
full of screaming bois. i begged for mercy, promised my life,
anything... it didn't matter.

Guns grinned and rubbed my sweaty chest and abs. Tugging on the nipple
clamps and stroking my hard boi dick just seemed to intensify the stretch.

"Pay..." slap, "attention..." slap "boi..." Guns grunted in my stinging
face. i did my best to regain my control, to breathe through it. God, it
was intense. i couldn't stop the tears, but i somehow managed to stop the
heaving. One of them was stroking my boi dick and it felt amazing... i got
myself together, slowly.

They stepped back and hit the play button, Master continued.

"You're a smart boi, so you're probably wondering what it's gonna take to
get my boi balls stretched. Well, you're at a three right now. i want you
to get to, at least, eight this weekend, boi." He stated like it was
achievable. i just sobbed and my mind went crazy.  Five more notches lower?
My balls felt like they were being torn-off at this point. i couldn't
imagine eight. i started to beg the screen, beg the image of my smiling,
watching, Master.

He paused to let it sink in. Master took his leather jacket off and
revealed his incredible chest. My mouth watered remembering the joy of
suckling on His tits, the rich smell of His arm pits, the salty sweaty
taste of His sweat. My boi dick was fully erect.

Pecs rubbed my head and wiped some sweat off me. Guns stroked my cock. i
was so aroused and lost in the image of my fucking hot Master, i almost
came. But just at that moment, Guns stopped stroking and the ratchet turned
another click.

"That's four, boi" He said proudly. i heard him through the blindness,
through the white light filling my head, through the most intense scream
that i never thought i could make.  Hard slaps, the kind that knock teeth
loose, cracked across my face. Maybe four or five of them, before i got
myself, even a little bit, back together. My entire body trembled. Sweat
seeped from every pore. Master began again.

"Very good, boi, half way there already. I want this, boi, GIVE IT TO
ME. This isn't about the pain, boi, it's about giving ME complete
control. You know that boi, you want that. Now convince the guys there of
it." He commanded.

i looked at Pecs and Guns looking at me, expectantly. Their arms were
crossed, Their huge cocks at full mast. i looked at the image of Master. He
reclined in his seat, stretched His powerful arms out and rested His big
manly hands behind His head. Fuck... He was so incredibly beautiful...

"Master Pecs, Master Guns, thank you, thank you for stretching my Master's
balls for HIM. Please... please... please help me give myself to HIM
completely, please SIRS.  Please!" I begged them on and on. The words were
hard to say through the pain, but i meant every syllable and got louder and
more urgent as they waited.

After five or ten minutes of begging, They still stood there stone
cold. Master still rested.  It was surreal, like all the world was on
pause, except me. i didn't know what to do. i was confused and a panic
started to set in.

i was doing something wrong, i needed to do better. i started to freak
out. My mind was spinning at 100 mph. My eyes darted between Pecs and Guns
and Master. i was shaking like a leaf. Begging and begging and
begging... and then it came to me.

"Please, please SIRS, please turn it another notch. Please help me. Please
help me give Master everything in me. Please." i begged and sobbed. i
couldn't believe myself. For a split second i thought someone else was in
the room begging for me. i went on and on, and then finally Master smiled
and nodded and Guns turned the ratchet for fifth click.  Mercifully, i
passed out.

Again, hard slaps brought me back. i was sure my teeth were loose now, my
nose was dripping, but i couldn't tell if it was blood or snot. i was a
mess of sweat. i was breathing in short gasps and praying for mercy. My
voice was gone and i silently screamed, but no noise came forth.

"Very good, boi" Master's voice said, finally. My eyes fluttered and i
looked at him. Was this a live feed or a video. How did he know me that
well? The timing was uncanny, my mind was racing. Master laughed.

"I know you better than you know yourself, boi. Never forget that, I make
the decisions now, you obey. Its simple that way, and better for you. Your
greatest potential is just starting to shine, boi. I'll get it all. ALL OF
IT, boi" Master explained. i felt oddly comforted and my mind shut down,
worry and concern seemed to leave me. The pain was steady and everywhere,
constantly. Master's voice was my only solace. He repeated that last
message again and again or maybe the video was repeating. i couldn't
tell. Guns slapped me into focus a few times. i'd drift in and out of it.

After what seemed like hours, Pecs came up to me and woke me up. i'd fallen
asleep. My limbs were completely numb.

"Brace yourself, boi" He warned as He eased the tension on my balls. My
screaming renewed and i felt like vomiting. i shook all over. He grabbed my
balls and massaged them. His hands felt like they were on fire,
needle-sharp pain was everywhere and intense. i couldn't control the
shakes. He unwound the rope and replaced it with something metal. It was
heavy and warm and it kept my nuts stretched really low.

"These ball weights will be a constant now, boi. Weeks long, constant. In
the facility they'll only come off when the rope goes on, and you know what
that means now." He said, slightly chuckling. Then i heard the ratchet
noise and winced. "You did good last night, boi. I'm proud of you." He
rubbed my head and i glowed.

Guns joined us and they lowered me from the wall. i could not stand or even
crawl, my limbs were completely numb. Guns hoisted my body up over his
shoulder and hauled me away. Down a hallway, up some stairs, through a
door, i don't know. It was a maze.

We ended in a room that looked a little like a hotel room, but just a
bed. He laid me on it in the center, then cuddled in behind me and held me
tight. My toes began to come back to life. i cried myself to sleep in his
strong embrace. Pecs joined us at some point and he gently massaged my arms
and legs. It was heavenly.

"Get up, boi" was my wake up call. i was exhausted, but felt Pecs yank on
my collar and pull me to the floor. i followed him to the bathroom and we
did our morning duty and got all cleaned up and hosed out. Shitting in
front of Him was getting easier to do, but still uncomfortable. Once i was
ready we went back out to the main room.

Pecs positioned me into what was a new pose to learn. Arms out a little
more than shoulder width apart, knees far apart, head up, back arched low,
ass up and out. It wasn't the hardest pose to hold, but the floor was cold
and concrete. He reached under me and stroked my boi-dick to full hardness,
then attached a cord to the weight around my balls.  Guns brought in a
weight, like what goes on a bar at the gym.

"Just 10 pounds of tow weight to start with, boi" He explained as He tied
the other end of the cord to it.

"OK, let's go get some grub." Guns ordered. Crawling and dragging ten
pounds with your nuts is not a great way to start your day. A little crack
of the crop on my tender ass, helped me get the hang of it, very quickly.

In a mess hall, i was cuffed by one wrist to a metal railing with other
slave bois. They all looked really tired and sore. Most had swollen, puffy
red eyes, all were naked like me.  All were somewhat bruised or showed
signs of Trainers whips, belts or floggers. There were about four of us. i
was still half out of it and details aren't exactly clear.

After being cuffed, Guns grabbed my collar harshly and pulled my face very
close to His.

"Listen, boi, no talking, period. Behave yourself." He emphasized his point
by slapping me hard across my face. It hurt like hell, but i got the
message. He took my tow weight and slipped it over the railing, leaving me
with a strong pull on my nuts. i bowed my head and focused on breathing.

Pecs came back to me and lifted up my head.

"Vitamins and a little blue pill, for you, boi" He said somewhat
cheerfully.  He held my head up and forced my jaw wide open. Then He shoved
the pills way back in my throat.  Before i could gag, His cock was in my
mouth and pissing. And then, before i could even realize what was
happening, i was swallowing a cocktail of piss, vitamins and Viagra.

Guns brought a dog bowl full of an oatmeal like porridge and Pecs pissed in
that too. My free hand was cuffed to my collar and eating was hard, but i
was starving and it looked and smelled fantastic. Like my brothers around
me, i buried my head in the bowl and devoured it in minutes. Before it was
finished my boi dick was throbbing hard as blue steel. What a breakfast!