Date: Tue, 25 Jul 2006 11:23:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: amh <underdog4unnc@yahoo.com>
Subject: Master Cowboy - Part 11

Part Eleven - slave initiation

Master Cowboy started to walk out of the barn, but turned
around to inform the boys He had just taken control of that
there was no escape from their new life. As slaves, each
would be trained to specifications of certain Masters that
required new slave boys. The "guards" each selected a boy
and attached leg irons to their ankles. There would be no
running away, no freedom of speech, no solitude.

"So boys we begin with calisthenics at 5:30 AM," the Head
Master stated. "you will be woken at 5 each morning, fed,
and drink from Your training Master's penis. There will be
no exception to this. you are no longer a human with a name,
but a slave with a number. As a slave you will from this
point forward be referred to as "it", slave, or your
number."

"There will be a slave's creed posted in each cell," the
Code Master stated. It will learn each code by heart.
Starting tomorrow, it will learn the first Code of slavery
and repeat it before it is allowed to eat or drink. Each day
another code is added to its list to memorize. If it makes
any mistake it will be punished. Does it understand this
directive?"

"Sir, yes Sir," all slaves mumbled.

"What was that, fuck heads?" the Head Master barked as He
slapped His slave (that was once roy) in the back of its
head, almost knocking it to its knees.

"SIR,YES SIR," all yelled in unison.

"That's better slaves," He commanded. "I will assign each
slave a number at this time. it is always to respond with
"Sir, yes Sir. The slave formerly known as roy is number
013, the slave formerly known as doug is number 69, the
slave formerly known as tim is number 169, and the slave
formerly known as jimmy is number 269. Do not forget its
number, because that is now its new name and will be
tattooed on the back of its neck after breakfast tomorrow.
Is that clear?"

"SIR, YES SIR," all responded promptly.

For the rest of the day the new slaves unloaded the truck
and placed everything in a stable as directed. Getting used
to the leg irons was difficult and there was much tripping
and falling to the ground. Each time one fell or tripped it
was given a whipping on its ass. By the end of the day they
all had very red asses. When the truck was unloaded, each
slave had a bit gag locked on its head, metal cuffs were
locked on its wrists and locked to its collar. it was taken
to one of the stables and its collar was locked with a chain
to a ring in the floor. All that was available to sleep on
was straw and a worn blanket. There was a bucket in each
stable for each to use as its toilet that would have to be
emptied behind the barn each morning after its breakfast
routine.


"By the way there is an intercom system so I would not even
try to do any talking. However, We pretty well took care of
that with those bit gags. You be good little dog slaves and
get a good nights rest," Head Master laughed.
The Masters shut out the lights and locked the barn doors as
they left.

It was a very long and uncomfortable night for the slave
boys and that would just be the beginning of their hardship
as each learned what it was like to be a slave. Life during
its training would be filled with hard work and hardship.
Each tried to find a comfortable resting position and of
course there were none due to their shackles.



Three weeks had passed and life on the Farm was getting very
serious. Master had His Trainers working with the new slaves
each day and then using them as free labor every afternoon.
Master Cowboy was getting the place ready for a special
event which He was planning. They had already painted the
entire barn exterior.

"Rise and shine fuck heads," yelled the Head LeatherMaster.
"It's time for breakfast slaves."

A bowl of what looked like a mixture of cold cooked oatmeal
and dry dog food was shoved into each stable. Each of the
new slaves crawled to it and turned its nose up in disgust.

"If you don't eat that within five minutes there will be
punishment whippings for one hour each," ordered the Leather
Master.

Each of the slaves shoved its head into its bowl and began
to lap up the mess, gagging and whining. However, each
cleaned its bowl up except slave 013 (the former roy). it
was dragged from it's cage and it's wrists were locked above
it's head in the center of the stable area for all to watch.

"This is what happens when a slave disobeys a command,"
stated Leather Master. "013 will be flogged for thirty
minutes by its trainer and then made to beg for it's
trainers piss."

The trainer grabbed a cat-o-nine tails from the wall and
began to flog number 013's back. He started at the shoulders
and slowly worked His way down the slave. Each swing became
harder until 013 was crying in pain. The whipping went on as
013 twisted with each stroke. As it twisted the whip hit its
abdomen, thighs, cock, balls, and ass. The torture continued
for thirty minutes and 013 hung from its shackles screaming
in agony.

"Beg fucker," the Trainer yelled. "Beg to drink from its
Trainers cock or I will continue until it cries for mercy.
If I have to continue with the whipping I will piss on its
wounds, wash them with vinegar and leave it to dry and think
of its mistake."

"SIR, PLEASE SIR," slave 013 cried, "Please feed this slave
Your piss Sir."

The Trainer unfastened 013 and it dropped to the ground.

"Crawl fucker and beg to drink its Master's piss," the
Trainer yelled.

The slave crawled painfully to the Trainers feet, looked up
with tearful eyes and begged, "Sir, Please Sir, feed this
worthless slave Your piss. it will do anything to please its
Master, SIR."

After it finished drinking its Trainers piss, slave 013 was
left hogtied in the barn as the other new boy slaves and i
went to work cleaning out an area of the barn that Master
wanted to use as a dungeon. Rubbish of hay and dirt had to
be swept up and hauled off. All the walls and floors had to
be scrubbed and the area made ready for a coat of paint.

Of course, the three slaves left to work on the dungeon area
were naked, with only metal collars and leg shackles. They
worked hard and were sweaty and grimy by lunchtime. Master
ordered the slaves to be hosed down, so we were lined up
outside the barn and one of the trainers took the hose and
sprayed each of us down with bone chilling cold water. After
the cleaning we were fed slop in dog dishes. The other
slaves were told that they had earned the right to fuck
"slavedog" 013 as reward for their good labor. i of course
no longer had the right to ever fuck anyone.

slave 013  was dragged from the barn and bound to a stock-
like device which kept its legs and arms spread wide and
helpless. it had regained some of its anger after a morning
of being hogtied in its stall and would be made to suffer
the consequences for its attitude.

 "Each of the worker slaves will line up for a blow job from
slave 013," ordered the Master Trainer.

The youngest, slave 269 (jimmy) was ordered to shove its
slave cock into 013's mouth and get its reward for its
mornings labor. 013 was angered at the fact that it was to
be "slut" for the others, especially jimmy.

"The fuckhole will service the worker slaves and swallow all
their cum," it was ordered. it will serve as a cum and piss
receptacle for its former pals until further notice. When it
accepts its role as slave its treatment will be
reconsidered."

The "boys" lined up and gladly used 013's mouth as a toilet
and cum dump. All three seemed to relish at the humiliation
of their former "boss", and ridiculed and spit on it. it
would remain in the stock-like device for the remainder of
the day. After their brief rest, the three slave boys were
put to work again cleaning stalls, washing walls and floors,
and being put through basic slave service training. The
slaves and i continued our labor until late afternoon when
Master Cowboy entered the barn.




The three working slaves were shoved to their knees with
heads bowed. They were told that they were always to kneel
with bowed head whenever a Master entered their presence.

"I believe that it is time for these slaves to be shaved of
all hair as a mark of slavery to Me," He ordered. "I want
each to have a strip of hair to remain on the top of its
head. This will be clipped short except for the hair at the
base of its neck that will be allowed to grow long to form a
"slave tail" or cue."

Each had its head and body shaved as a first symbol of
slavery. slave 013 was the first to have its hair removed.
its Training Master unlocked it from its stocks and grabbed
it by the neck to walk it to the shaving area. He pushed 013
to its knees, took a hold of its chin and tilted its head
back and then coughed up a mouthful of flem and spit it into
its open mouth.

"That is its Master's spit and it shall hold it in its mouth
while its head and body are shaved," He ordered. "I will
fuck its throat when it is finished, so it had better still
have a mouthful to lube Master's cock."

its eyes were covered with duct tape and the shaving began.
When the shaving was finished it had a leather hood locked
on its head. A heavy metal collar was locked around its neck
and its wrists were shackled by chains to the collar. its
Master stripped off His pants, spread His legs wide and
pressed His cock toward the slave's head.

"Open its mouth and show Me that gob of spit I gave it," He
ordered. 013 opened its mouth wide for its Master Trainer.

"Swallow My cock deep into its throat, because I plan to
fuck it hard and long."
"it had better accept its Master's offering and show that it
wants to learn to be a good, cock sucking slave."

The Master Trainer grabbed a hold of the slave's hooded head
and face fucked it harshly. The slave had no opportunity to
slip its Master's cock from its mouth and had to learn to
breathe with each plunge of the cock. The Trainer pounded
the slave's throat with His hard cock, pulling His cock out
to the slave's lips and then ramming it deep into its
throat. This continued for at least thirty minutes until the
Trainer pulled His cock out and shot His huge load of cum in
the slave's mouth.

"Do not swallow My cum until I order it to do so," He
ordered.

The Trainer then dragged 013 over to a large metal cage,
locked its head and wrists through holes in  the top frame.
its hooded head and cuffed wrists stuck out of the top of
the cage. its legs were spread and shackled to either side
of the cage, immobilizing it completely. A wide ring with
interior spikes was locked around the base of its cock and
balls adding greatly to its discomfort.

"it shall remain locked and waiting to have its mouth fucked
or to swallow a load of piss. Open its mouth so that I can
wash My cum down with My piss. slaves or Masters can use its
mouth as a toilet or fuck hole."

"it will remain in punishment as a lesson to the other
slaves," the Trainer said. "it will remain in some kind of
torture until I break its will and it admits that it is a
low-life slave. it will remain in heavy chains and always in
some form of torture until it begs to sign a slave contract
and can repeat all the slave's creeds by heart." its former
life has been taken from it and it will never be treated as
a man again."

it remained locked in its toilet cage all night. The Masters
were sitting in the cleaned barn discussing what renovations
needed to be done. Master Cowboy ordered me to His side, and
each Trainer had His slave sitting at His feet.

"slut hole," Master ordered, "get its Masters each a beer
and keep them coming whenever it sees an empty bottle. I see
that We have a convenient toilet for Our comfort and We
shall fill it until its belly is full and bulging. it will
hold all of Our piss until ordered to release it. I look
forward to watching it suffer and then have to piss on
itself."

The Men drank late into the night using 013 as a toilet
often. They laughed at it locked in its toilet cage serving
Them. it had become Their toilet and They ridiculed it and
told it what a low life, piss drinking piece of shit that it
was. The slaves creed was posted so that it could study
them. They relished in having it read from the creed often.

"slave, repeat creed number three," its Master Trainer
ordered with a laugh.

"Master," slave 013 stated,  it acknowledges that His piss
and especially His cum are precious and when introduced into
its body, it will regard it as a privilege to be a vessel,
to hold them within it through swallowing or in its rectum.
it vows never to spill or leak The Master's fluids.

They all got a great laugh out of the readings until they
finally ordered all slaves to piss in the "toilet". Then all
slaves, except 013, were locked in their stables for the
night.


The next morning each Master fed His slave its food and
piss, and then ordered the slaves to begin painting the
outside of the house.

"slaves will be under the control of one Master Trainer this
morning. We have another disrespectful slave to break,"
Master Cowboy ordered. "This will be its trial by pain to
beg to become My slave."

Two of the Trainers went about unlocking the 013 from its
torture box. it had been locked in a confining box with its
head and hands sticking out of the top and forced to be the
barn toilet. When it was released it was made to crawl to
Master Cowboy's feet and kiss His boots. it did so with pain
and weakness. it was fed a large bowl of oatmeal and dog
food that it gobbled up hungrily.

it was then picked up and laid out on a bondage table. its
arms were strapped under the table and its legs were
strapped tightly to the table legs. A rubber ball gag was
shoved in its mouth and buckled tightly behind its head. its
head was strapped tightly downward so that it could not see
what was to take place. A butterfly board was brought over
to where it lay helpless. The Trainer worked the slave's
cock and balls through a round opening in the board. The
board was then strapped tightly in place so that its cock
and balls were totally exposed and unmovable.

"Order the other boy slaves to get there asses in here. I
wish for them to see the extremes that I will put My slaves
through when they misbehave. Of course I may just decide to
use this board on each of them anytime it pleases Me."

When the slave boys were present and kneeling on one side of
the table they stared with fear in their eyes at bobby tied
down, immovable and helpless.

"Today," Master Cowboy stated bleakly, "013 will be put
through a very special torture. This board is known as a
butterfly board because of how it is used. This slaves cock
and balls will be tacked to the board much like a butter fly
is mounted for display. Of course the butterfly is already
dead when it is pinned to a board. This slave is not so
lucky. it will be awake throughout the entire process and
experience the pain as each pin is stuck through its skin
and pinned to the board."

"I will not stop what I am doing until its cock and balls
are tacked to the board that is tied around its waist. When
I am finished its gag will be removed and I want to hear it
beg to do anything that I order to break it and mold it into
My slave. If that pinning shall fail, I will continue
piercing it. There will be pins and needles mounted all over
its body until it resigns itself to its fate and cries to be
made into My slave."

Master Cowboy walked up to the table and selected a large
pin and showed it to the slave. He then stretched out its
ball sack and pushed the first pin through its skin and into
the board. The slave screamed behind the ball gag and terror
blazed from its wide open eyes.