Date: Fri, 30 Dec 2016 19:54:34 -0500
From: Master Nix <masternixsir@gmail.com>
Subject: Master Nix's New Life - Chapter 6

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Master Nix's New Life


Chapter 6 -- Face to Face with Potential Slave -- part 3


After the door closed, I opened the top flap of the brief case and pulled
out the third file of the night along with a new questionnaire.  I placed
the questionnaire on the desk to await the next potential slave and put the
new file folder inside the brief case ready to complete the folder.  Since
the weenie didn't drink the piss that I had offered him, I left it on the
corner of the desk for the next interview.

I checked the time and noticed that it was eight fifteen pm and my next
appointment wasn't until nine pm.  With forty five minutes until the next
appointment, I grabbed the first two folders from the brief case and went
back to my room to review the documentation and to make some notes that was
still fresh in my head.

After jotting down some notes in the files of the first two potential
slaves there was a knock on the door at room 802.  I looked around the
hotel room to find the alarm clock beside the bed, it was only eight twenty
eight pm, way too early I would think for the next potential slave.  As I
waited for a minute to see if the next interview entered the room as
instructed, there was another two knocks on the door.

I thought this was odd as the note I left should explain what the potential
slave should do and knocking wasn't one of the orders.  As I was walking to
answer the door in room 802, after yet another lock, I realized that I
hadn't put the note on the door.  I grabbed the note out of the brief case
as I passed the desk and went to the door.  My plan was to open the door
and place the note on the door and then close it again without any
acknowledgment of the potential slave standing at the door.

When I opened the door I was caught off guard at the sight in front of me.
Weenie had returned, he was still wearing his new outfit that I had him
wear and he hung his head so he was staring at the floor.  I simply
acknowledged him "What does the little pathetic weenie want now?"

"Sir, I am very sorry to come back to your room and disturb you, however
you see when I sat in the car the waist band of the underwear you gave me
was so tight around my waist that the seal broke.  I wasn't sure if I
should call you or what I should do, so after deliberation with myself I
decided it was best to come to the potential Master who gave me the outfit
to determine our next steps.  Once again Sir, I am very sorry that this
pathetic weenie broke the underwear that my potential Master gave to me to
wear.  Do whatever you feel you need to Sir."  He spoke in such a weak
voice that it was hard to hear or make out what he was saying at first.

"Get into the room and place your lockbox on the desk!" I ordered the
weenie to do.

This is when he noticed that he had not brought the lockbox back with him
and he got even more timid of me when he spoke.  "Ssssss.....Siiir (in a
high pitch voice) I forgot the lockbox in my car.  Please forgive my simple
minded error and allow me to go and retrieve it for you Sir."

"You have two minutes to return with your lockbox and if you take any
longer than that, when you return you will find the password for the lock
that is around your small dick that you call a grower and that will be the
last time you hear from me."  I demanded of him.

"Yes Sir, I will be right back."  He said already in mid run to the stairs,
as he thought that might be faster than waiting on the elevator.

I went back into room 802 to try and clear my head of the situation and
determine what to do.  I now had less than thirty minutes until the next
interviewee arrived and if he came early this could end badly.  I grabbed
his file folder quickly and looked inside to see what other items I had
Sarah place in his lockbox.  Realizing that I did not have another item in
the lockbox that would suffice the job as planned.  Plan B had come to mind.

Weenie returned to the room with three seconds to spare.  He entered the
room, placed the lockbox on the desk and squatted awaiting further orders.
Right before I spoke, he asked "Sir, with the conflict that happened before
between you, me and my previous Master, I forgot to drink the piss you
offered me.  With your permission, I really would like to be able to drink
your piss as I am extremely thirsty from running to my car and back.  Would
Sir grant me this weenie's request knowing that a slave or potential slave
does not get a requested granted without having to make it up to the
Master?"

I did not acknowledge his question and walked out of the room back into
room 804.  I called Sarah's shop knowing she wasn't in today.  "Good
evening Brandon speaking, how can I help you this evening?" said the guy
who answered.

"Hi Brandon, this is Nix calling.  I am wondering if you would by chance be
able to remain open for about fifteen minutes past your normal closing
hours.  I need to send a friend over to pick up something very important
for tonight and I am a good friend of Sarah's and I will let her know of
this great favour that you did for me.  Is this something you might be able
to do for me?"  I asked pleasantly.

"Nix I do not see a problem with that is there something that I could set
aside for you or will you're find need to look around?"  He asked.

"The item I require is from the special bondage area that Sarah allows to
exclusive customers.  I am not sure what she called it however it is a
bondage underwear for a male that has a string sewn into the middle of the
inside that goes up the ass crack, up the person's back with a piece that
fits around the guys neck.  The second string from the ring around the neck
comes down the front of the body and attaches to the cock harness.  Do you
know what item I speak of Brandon?"  I asked.

There was a pause at first and then Brandon spoke "Yes Nix I know that item
and there is one in stock.  My next question for you, did you want the code
pre-entered or leave it as is?"

"If you could pre-code the neck piece to 2648 and send the link for
Bluetooth to the email address masternixsir@gmail.com that would be greatly
appreciated.  Also, the guy who will be coming in would you be able to
assist him to put the new underwear harness on him as he is wearing a cock
harness with a lock on it and he does not know the code or deserves to know
the code.  You just need to put the code in, take the lock reset it let him
put the new outfit on and assist him with getting the neck ring on.  When
he is ready to lock the sting in place with his cock harness, you may give
him the lock and allow him to do this part.  Also could you videotape this
whole exchange on your cell phone and then send it to the email address I
gave you?"  I asked Brandon this, knowing this was going above and beyond
his work description.

"Certainly Sir, that would not be a problem.  If that is all, please have a
good night and I will await the person you send to me.  Please tell him to
say I am here to serve Master Nix, so that I know that it is him."  He said.

"Thank you for your time and help tonight Brandon, I will ensure Sarah
knows how much of a help you were to me.  Also, the code for the cock
harness is "sissy".  Have a good night Brandon.  I said and then I hung up
ending the call.

I walked back into room 802 and spoke as I entered "Weenie you must go to
the store immediately where you got the items to fill your lockbox.  Also,
you will need to pay for the item since you broke the item I gave you.  You
will need to say to Brandon so he knows who you are "I am here to serve
Master Nix" and he will help you.  You must leave immediately and head
straight there and no were else until after you get your new outfit and you
must go there as you are dressed.  If you understand your orders, you may
leave now."  I purposely ignored his previous request to drink my piss
because if he wanted to drink it, he should have done so during his meeting.

The weenie practically ran out of the door without any hesitation.  I then
went to the door and placed the next note on the door for the next
potential slave.

Dear potential slave,

Welcome to your interview and your possible one year contract with your new
Master.  Be on your best behaviour tonight and you will stand a chance.
Your next steps are to undress in the hallway and put on your outfit from
the picture.  Fold your clothes neatly, place them on top of your lockbox
and once ready enter room 802 to determine your fate.  When inside close
the door and face the backside of the door until you receive your next
command.

One last thing, your safe word is Ryan......

I then went to my room 804 to take a much needed piss.  As I was in the
bathroom of my room, I heard a struggle with the door at room 802 and then
a thud.  I think the next potential slave dropped his lockbox when entering
the room.  I took my flaccid dick out of my pants and started to piss into
the toilet thinking of what a waste of piss this was, however no one was
honoured enough for this Masters piss straight from my dick.  I shook three
times and placed my dick neatly back into my pants and proceed to grab a
bottle of water from the fridge.  I took a few drinks from the bottle
before placing it back in the fridge and headed to the door that would take
me back into room 802.

When I entered 802, I saw the next potential slave standing facing the door
with his backside facing me.  He was shaking his nerves had already gotten
the best of him.  There he was in nothing but his green jock strap with a
great firm ass held in place by the straps of the jockstrap.  The sight of
seeing such a macho broad shoulder man standing there with his head hanging
down, arms to his side and shaking from his nerves.  He wanted so badly to
be here but at the same time had no clue what he was doing here.

I thought for a minute before speaking, I really should have planned a bit
more, but thought playing off the scene in front could be fun.  I had
already planned the door notes and the questionnaire why not some fun
making things up as I go.  "You may now make your way to the desk, place
your lockbox on the corner of the desk and remain standing three steps back
from the desk.  If you understand these orders then proceed."

He turned around and started to walk over to the desk.  He held his lock
box to his stomach and I caught a good glimpse of his package behind his
tight green jock strap.  The jock strap could barely keep his dick hidden
behind the fabric of the pouch.  He placed the lockbox on the desk corner
and took three steps back.  I than proceed to tell him that the glass of
piss was his to drink whenever he wanted and could sip it or drink it all
at once but it would be the only glass he would receive.

As he stood there waiting, I pulled out my laptop once again and dialed a
skype call.  I had already exchanged emails with the person I was calling
and they would be expecting my call around this time.  The potential slave
was very curious on who I was calling and almost forgot what he was doing
as he went to take a step forward before readjusting his stance to make a
stronger stance.  After about two rings the call was accepted and there was
a female voice that spoke.  "Good evening Nix how are you doing tonight?"

As soon as he heard the voice his knees started to buckle and I thought he
was going to collapse on the floor right then and there but he regained his
composer as every muscle in his body clenched at the same time.  What he
had realized was that his mother was on the other end of the skype call and
wasn't sure how this was all going to play out.

"Ma'am, I just wanted to thank you for taking the time to speak to me
tonight.  I hope you didn't find the emails intrusive."  I threw this part
in just to make the potential slave that much more nervous.  I took a quick
glance up from my computer screen just in time to see him fill his jock
pouch with piss that started to run down his leg.  This little cunt just
pissed himself and all over the carpet of the hotel room.  "Sorry Ma'am, I
just need to mute the laptop for one quick second as something just
happened that I need to deal with quickly."  I placed the call into mute
got up from the desk and whispered into his ear "While I speak to your
mother on skype you better clean up your filthy mess and if I so much as
smell piss on the carpet when I am done you will be one sorry cunt and
don't make a sound when you clean it."  It took everything in me not to
give this little piss bitch a good beating for the mess he created.  This
made me think twice on if I wanted him as a slave, if this is all it took
for him to piss his pants what would he do under my full control, I thought
to myself.

"Sorry about that Ma'am.  As I mentioned in our emails back and forth, your
son has applied for a study through his current job that will take him into
the wilderness throughout the course of a year.  The reason for the sykpe
call is that get his next of kin contact information as a formality as he
will be safe while on the work study.  Since he will be in the wilderness
off and on over the course of the year, he may or may not have signal on
his cell service and I would require contact with you as our computer
system will be hooked up where this is signal and any other kind of
communication may be limited.  Also, the call is of importance as this way
you are able to meet the person overseeing the study and should there be a
urgent matter that you need to reach your son or vice versa it may be me
who you will communicate with rather than your son and this way you know
who I am."  I gave her too much information at once so that it would be
more difficult to process and hopefully avoid any thinking that may produce
questions from what I just told her.

She was looking at me through the camera and asked "Does this study mean
that I won't be able to see my son for an entire year?  Like he is being
sent away to a foreign place where it will be too difficult to visit with
each other in person?"  Then she fell silent awaiting my response.

Before I responded, I looked at the macho man in front of me cleaning his
piss from the carpet with soap, water and a towel.  He was dabbing at the
carpet with the towel and I noticed he wasn't wearing his jockstrap.  I put
my attention back to his mother on my laptop, "Ma'am he will be able to
visit with scheduled planned trips as he won't be participating at the
study the entire time over the year he will have some free time here and
there.  However when he is off duty and visiting, he isn't allowed to speak
about the study he is participating in, at this time it is highly
confidential until the completion of the study.  Sorry Ma'am, I will be
right back there is just one quick matter I need to deal with."  I then
walked past the piss boy and headed to the bathroom.

Once there I noticed that he had placed his jockstrap in the bathroom sink
for the time being.  Since it was drenched in his piss, he knew it would
continue to leak out when he moved around trying to clean the carpet.  I
grabbed an empty glass from the bathroom counter, picked up his jockstrap
and rung it so that the piss filled the glass on the counter.  I then
walked back into the other room leaned over the back of the piss boy and
spoke once again in his ear.  "I am about to wrap things up with your
mother and I better see you kneeling in front of the desk, the piss cleaned
off the carpet and you in your jockstrap.  Don't force me to turn the
laptop around so that your mother can see what a fucking piss boy she
raised."  I then walked back to the behind the desk.

Once I returned to the laptop the piss boy's mom spoke "Here is my cell
number, house address, work number as you already have my email address.
Is there anything else that you may require?"  She asked.

"Thank you Ma'am, as I wrote down all the information she gave me.  This is
all the information that I require at this time.  Your son will find out if
he is accepted into the study tomorrow around 6pm and he will be able to
notify you when it the study starts, should he be lucky enough candidate to
select.  Have a good evening Ma'am."  And without any hesitation, I ended
the call.  As I was closing the laptop lid, there was piss boy kneeling in
front of the desk wearing his wet jockstrap, however he must have rung out
the rest of the piss as there was no more piss running down his thick
muscular legs.

"Piss boy, I cannot believe a man of 33 years old could be like a little
kid pissing his pants out of fear.  Word of advice, and listen carefully,
since you are not my slave as of yet and still a potential slave, if you
are too much of a sissy where you will piss yourself then I suggest when
you email someone you don't send them links in the bottom of the emails to
all of our social media's accounts.  This makes it extremely easy for
someone to figure out a lot about you with that kind of information!"  I
said this to the piss boy so that he would realize it was his fuck up on
how I was able to contact his mom and not only that what other information
had I uncovered.  His mind must be racing with this information.  He just
kept his head hung staring at the carpet breathing short rapid breaths.  At
this rate, I wasn't even sure he would last the rest of the interview.
Only one way to find out!

"Piss boy you will come here (as I pointed to directly in front of the
desk) and fill out the questionnaire on the desk in front of you to answer
in two ways:  First question will be "Have you participated in, answer will
be Yes or No.  Second question will be interest in __________, you will
answer in the following way:

1.       Limit (means you do not want to do this, but it is still up for
discussion)

2.       Maybe (possibly attempt might need some persuasion)

3.       Curious (means let explore it and see)

4.       OK (means if you want it Sir)

5.       Do It (means fuck ya)

Do you understand piss boy and are you a top or bottom?"

He just stayed kneeling where he was.  He wouldn't look up and he wouldn't
move to position either.  Then he spoke in a quiet meek voice still keeping
his eyes locked on his piss stain that was cleaned up on the carpet "Sir I
understand how to complete the questionnaire.  Please note Sir that the
answer on the first part of the question, yes or no, will be answered on
the grounds that it was with a women and not another male.  Secondly, I do
not know if I am a top or bottom, I have fucked women in the ass, so I
guess I can top but would like to explore the bottoming side of things
under your command Sir."  He then without hesitation or waiting a response
from me stood up and walked in front of the desk.  As soon as he stopped
moving, he dropped to his knees so he could kneel and grabbed the pen.

Before starting the questionnaire, he reached for the glass full of my
piss.  He downed the whole glass as quick as he could swallow it all and
set the glass back down on the desk.  Pen at hand he was about to start the
questionnaire when I spoke "Piss boy, I don't normally do this, however
since you seemed to enjoy my piss so much, here is a second glass in case
you get thirsty again" and I placed the second glass on the desk beside the
empty one.  "One last thing piss boy, you have exactly three minutes to
complete the questionnaire, if you do not finish the question I will assume
the answers to the unfinished questions are DO IT!  If you understand
follow the orders given."

He still had his pen in his hand and he started to fill out the
questionnaire as quickly as possible.  He finished with about ten seconds
remaining on the clock, but he did go over the questionnaire three times
before he set the pen down on the desk and awaited further commands from me.

Anal sex -- yes -- ok

Beating (soft) -- no - ok

Beating (hard) -- no - ok

Blindfolds -- yes - ok

Bondage (soft) -- no - ok

Bondage (hard) -- no - ok

Clothes pegs -- no - ok

Cock worship -- no - ok

Collars -- no - ok

Cuffs -- yes - ok

Electric play -- no - ok

Exhibitionism -- yes - ok

Face slapping -- no - limit

Following orders -- no - ok

Forced masturbation -- yes - ok

Forced nudity -- no - ok

Full head hood -- no - limit

Gags -- no - ok

Hot waxing -- no - limit

Humiliation private -- no - ok

Humiliation public -- no - limit

Humiliation verbal -- no - ok

Ice play -- no - ok

Nipple clamps -- no - limit

Nipple weights -- no - limit

Spanking -- yes - ok

Orgasm denial -- no - ok

Shaving -- no - ok

Suspension -- no - limit

Voyeurism -- yes -- ok

I picked up his completed questionnaire and placed it into the brief case
where his file was awaiting.  I then asked "Piss boy,

"Piss boy, give me the main reason you want to become my slave!  Just so
you are aware, I am recording tonight via cameras and recording devices do
you approve of that or should we delete everything together?" I asked him.

"Sir, I have never once been with the same sex before and it is something
that gives me wet dreams at night.  The thought of being at someone else's
beckoning and having no control of the situation, awakens something in me
that I feel before I do the normal thing of getting married and starting a
family that I give myself completely to someone else and have their needs
come before my own.  I do not care about the recordings, whatever my
potential Master feels is in my best interest, I will support fully and not
disagree with him about."  He already had a hunch and had determined what
he was going to say if he was asked this question.  There was no second
thought about it.

I then entered 8-0-2 into his lockbox and opened the lid.  I must admit,
that his new outfit was a difficult one to figure out for him as the
jockstrap look suited him.  After much deliberation on his outfit, I
determined that he would stay in a jockstrap, except the one I had for him
was a rainbow colour so that anyone who saw it would know he was more about
pleasing other men than women.  I set the rainbow jockstrap aside and
pulled out his cock harness.  Before handing it to him I spoke "Piss boy,
you may stand and remove your piss soaked jockstrap and then remain
standing."

Before he stood, he took the glass of the desk drank the glass full of piss
and placed the empty glass beside the first one on the desk.  Then he stood
slipped his hands into his waistband and slowly bent down as he slid his
jockstrap down his legs, past his knees then out of the right foot shortly
followed by the left foot.  "Piss boy, you may put your jock in your mouth
to hold until you are told to take it out.  Also, if you want to suck your
piss while it is in your mouth, I will not stop you."  I said with a
sadistic smile.  "Oh, and piss boy, if you are hesitant about having your
piss soaked jockstrap in your mouth, there is no reason to worry since that
second glass of piss you drank was the piss I wringed into a glass from
your jockstrap in the bathroom."

The piss boy hesitated and shot me a quick look of shame and then stuck his
jockstrap into his mouth.  From the way he was swallowing, I could tell
more piss was now running down the back of his throat.  I then handed him
the cock harness that I was holding in my hand and handed it to the piss
boy.

"Piss boy, I want you to place that cock harness on your dick, but only do
so if after tonight's interview you still want to be part of the selection
process of becoming my slave on a one year contract."  I stated and stood
there staring at him to make him more uncomfortable if that was even
possible at this moment.

He looked at his flaccid penis hanging to the left and then looked at the
cock harness.  He must have had the same thought that I did.  I wasn't sure
this cock harness would fit his flaccid dick.  Not only was it long
flaccid, but it was thick.  Without further hesitation, piss boy placed his
dick into the cock harness.  Once it was secured and in place, you could
tell he was in discomfort as his penis was squished into the cock harness.
I then continued on since I really didn't care if he was uncomfortable.  I
reached into the lockbox and pulled out the lock for the cock harness,
handed it to him and spoke, "Piss boy, put this lock through the secure
holes to secure your dick in place, if you trust your potential Master to
give you the five letter word that will open this lock if you are not
selected as my slave.  You will know either way tomorrow by six in the
evening."

By now he was accustomed to following orders that the hesitation finally
left his body.  He placed the lock into the secure holes on the cock
harness and snapped the lock shut.  He even tugged on the lock a few times
to ensure it was secured.  He then returned his arms to beside his body and
for the first time looked me in the eye while awaiting his next command.
It seemed that he was finally over his nervousness and was trying to show
me that he was ready and wanted this contract badly.

I reached into the lockbox and handed him his new jockstrap.  "Piss boy, I
agree that your outfit should be a jockstrap, however I feel this one would
be more suitable for a piss boy like yourself.  You may take them and put
them on."  I handed them over to him and he wasted no time putting his
right leg in the opening and then the left leg into place and pulled them
up.  He had to adjust the cock harness as he attempted to put everything in
place.  He then reached behind himself and adjusted the straps around his
ass to make the jockstrap fit better.  I then grabbed the last piece of his
outfit, placed it in my hand and then put my hand behind my back.

"Piss boy will now kneel!" I ordered as I started to walk towards him.  He
obliged by dropping to his knees instantly and I walked behind him so that
I was towering over him from behind.  "Open your mouth piss boy and take
out your piss soaked jockstrap.  Hold them in your hand and ensure no more
of your DNA is put into this room."  I demanded as I awaited him to follow
the order.  He grabbed the jockstrap out of his mouth quickly and cradled
it in the palm of his one hand with his other hand under the first one in
case he needed to catch any of his piss or spit.  "Open your mouth" I
demanded.  I then placed a small penis gag in his mouth and snapped the two
straps together at the back of his head.  "This is how you are to look
whenever in my presence.  Tomorrow at 6pm you will find out by email if you
have been selected as my slave for one year.  If you are not selected, I
will give you the five digit code to your cock harness and the code to the
lockbox.  If you are selected, this is the outfit you will wear to greet
me."

I then walked back behind the desk and held a bag out and ordered him to
place his piss soaked jockstrap into the bad, although it wasn't as soaked
as it was before, I guess he was sucking his piss while he held it in his
mouth.  I then placed the bag into his lockbox along with his clothes.  I
locked the lockbox and spoke one last time.  "Piss boy you may grab your
lockbox and get out of my sight."

He grabbed his lockbox without hesitation and turned to head towards the
door.  Just then he realized what he was wearing and started walking slower
to the door as he just realized he had to walk out to his car in just a
rainbow jockstrap, his dick in a cock harness that you could see peaking
around the sides of the jockstrap pouch and a bright yellow gag in his
mouth (although no one would know it was a dick gag).  Just as he opened
the door and stepped into the hallway, I could hear a female gasp at the
sight and then immediate laughter broke out as the stranger must have
pointed out the piss boy to her friends.  I could only imagine the
horrified look on the piss boy as the door slammed shut.....

Author,

Master Nix