Date: Mon, 12 May 2003 14:02:30 +0100
From: chris-hutch <chris-hutch@ntlworld.com>
Subject: MASTER ROB AND SLAVE BOY NICK

PART  1 - FIRST MEETING.

     Here I was sat in a bar waiting for the first time to come face to
face with Rob as I knew him and thats about all I did really know about
him. I had first made contact with him some two months ago over the net and
we had been in regular contact since. Thinking back now it had all been
rather one sided, with me answering a number of questions that Rob had said
he wanted answers to prior to any meeting. As time had gone on the
questions had got more intermit and sexual in nature and at first I was
slightly taken aback but found more and more that I was getting aroused and
excited by the contents. Despite any reservations I had for some reason had
been drawn by Rob and answered all his questions fully, as he had asked.

     Then out of the blue, only two days ago I received instructions from
Rob to meet him at this bar, he had selected in town. I was finally going
to meet him, and although nervous I felt excited at the same time. The last
time I had any relationship with a man was when I had been in my late teens
and when Steve had moved away I had turned back to dated girls. He I was
now in my 40's, married for the past 20 years, to a loving wife Lesley. In
the past 6 months though Lesley had got a new job, and this took her away
from home for days and weeks at a time. I know I still love her and would
do anything for her, but I needed something else even if it was only a one
off thing, this was the one reason I had not given Rob my home address,
telephone number or works details, I could therefore always break off at
any time, giving me a certain amount of control over this situation I was
getting into.

     Lesley was away on business this weekend, and would not be back till
next Wednesday, it was also my long weekend off from work so I was not back
at work till next Tuesday. I was really starting to look forward to this
meeting and all the next day could only think about what I should wear for
the occasion. I had decided on the slacks and sports jacket with a cream
coloured shirt and the brown slip on shoes. On getting in from work I made
sure the cloths I had decided on where clean and ready for tomorrow night
and my first meeting with Rob. It was later on checking my E mails that I
noticed one from Rob, my throat dried up as I knew that he was calling the
meeting off. I felt let down and disappointed and went to open the E
mail. I couldn't believe my eyes, the meeting wasn't off, but Rob had said
that if it was to go ahead it had to be on his terms. In slight turmoil I
replied immediately that I agreed and would meet on his terms, though I did
not fully comprehend I did want to meet him. Robs E-mail with his terms as
he called them, was more like a list of instructions, many of which shocked
me but at the same time I felt excited by them and could feel myself
getting rather horny at the thought of them. I had agreed to these without
seeing them and nothing in them was of a permanent nature, so with
trepidation in my heart I decided to take the plunge so to speak.

     The next day I was off, so I went into town and got the shopping in I
needed to comply with Robs instructions. Then in the afternoon rested up
before getting a bath and preparing to go out. I had a light tea as my
stomach seemed full of butterflies and started the final preparations as
per Robs instructions. So here I was sat in this bar waiting for Rob to
arrive for our first meeting. My emotions and feelings in turmoil, I had
done as Rob instructed, removing all my body hair from the neck down, so my
body was as smooth as the day I had been born. This sensation alone was
quite weird but exciting, having never done anything like it before. Then I
had got two of my new purchases that day as instructed, I lubed up the
small shinny metal butt plug and with some difficulty, but following
instructions had inserted it up my ass. This was followed by a slightly
painful struggle to place the heavy metal cock ring on over my cock and
balls. These items further adding to my mixed emotional state. Finally as
instructed I left off all underwear and slipped into a pair of old Levi's,
which were thin from wear and now tight fitting in what some might say
where all the right places, and a fleece top together with my new black
winkle picker ankle boots with a two inch heel I had been told to
purchase. I now sat patiently in this public bar, dressed as I would never
have dreamed to dress, feeling slightly embarrassed but getting slightly
horny, at imagining everyone else in the bar could see through my clothing
and observe my shaved baby like body, cock compressed in the cock ring, and
ass stuffed with the butt plug.

     I had just got a pint of lager from the bar, sat down at the table Rob
had instructed me to sit at, looking at the time Rob was late, some 20 mins
late, he wasn't coming. How could I have been such an idiot, getting
dressed like this and for why, because I had been told too by some person I
didn't even know, except by the name of Rob. I had not seen the young man
approaching the table until the deep voice broke me out of my self
recrimination.

Rob said "Not bad, I can see you've obeyed part of my instructions, I can
check the rest out a bit latter. Nick get me a pint of Lager I really need
a drink"

Nick : "Rob is it, sorry yes I'll get it"

     As I got the drink from the bar I started to think again what the hell
was I doing, Rob arrives late not a word of apology and I am here running
to the bar for him. Well I think he needs to be told, when I get back with
this drink. I return to the table and place the drink down infront of Rob,
sit down myself and about to tell him what I think, before I can speak
though Rob just tells me to sup up as we need to go into the back yard of
the bar. Thrown by this I finish my drink off and following Rob out of the
bar and up the corridor to the rear of the pub.

     I make my mind up that once out there I will give him a piece of my
mind, getting here late no apology, who the hell does he think he is
anyway. Its dark out in the yard except for a single electric light hanging
out from a corner over a dustbin. The door bangs behind me and before I can
say anything Rob starts.

Rob : "Nick go and stand under the light so I can see you properly" I just
do it Rob seems
              To exude self confidence.
             "Lets me see if you've followed my instructions then"

Nick : "How ?" I ask rather shocked.

Rob : "Get your kit of, I want you stripped naked starting from the boots
up, Do it!!"

     I look round apprehensively, excited by Robs raw and cold command, not
fully understanding why, I do as I am being told. I remove my boots and
drop them on the floor, unbutton my Levi's and squeeze out of them, before
I can drop them next to my boots Rob asks me to throw them across to him,
so I throw them into the shadow where Rob is sitting on another
dustbin. Then I unzip and remove my fleece and drop that next to my
boots. I don't fully understand what I am doing, as I stand there in this
public bar back yard, naked as the day I was born, and as hairless except
for my head, wearing only a cock ring and butt plug.  I a man in his 40's
doing what I am told by a young, dark haired rather handsome man in his
20's I would guess. I feel humiliated stood here like this, but excited,
which I must be judging by the bonner I am carrying, despite the cool night
air which is causing my nipples to peak, it seems to have no effect on the
rather large flag pole my cock has become. I have to turn round and bend
over the dustbin so Rob can check on the butt plug. Satisfied Rob gets me
to sit on the dustbin legs dangling slightly off the ground, the handle of
the bin fitting up the crack of my ass forcing the butt plug as deep as it
will go. My shoulders rest against the cold brick wall, Rob throws me a
pair of hand cuffs and I have to handcuff my hands above my head to the
drainpipe fixed to the wall. Why I did it I do not know, but I do as I am
told, quickly and without argument.

Rob : "It looks like you need a bit of release on that flag pole you have
there"

     Just then I'm brought back sharply to reality, the back door is
opening, I try to move away into the shadows but I cannot move, my feet are
clear of the floor, ass impaled on the dustbin lid and hands handcuffed to
the drain pipe. A mans voice booms out from the shadows, having obviously
seen me now in my very humiliating position, even with this my bonner
remains rampant and rock hard.

Rob : " Hi John what do you think to my new slave boy?"

John : "New is he ?"

Rob : "Yes first time out, but he has followed all my instructions to the
letter, so he's not
             Doing to bad."

     My mind is in turmoil now, what does Rob mean Slave Boy and how could
he degrade me by putting me in this position, so that others could see me
like this. Rob then offers me to John to play with for a while so he can
watch my reactions, inorder to make a fuller assessment of my Slave Boy
possibilities.

Rob : "Right Nick, John is going to help me relieve that great pole of
yours, but you have
              To beg and plead with the two of us to do wank you off. Also
as you are my Slave
               Boy now and obviously liking it you will call me Master Rob
now and in the future.
               If you don't I can stop now and we will leave you here as
you are, its up to you and
               The quicker you do it the sooner we can release you and let
you get dressed."

What would be worse getting left like this and being found by anybody who
comes along or play along with Rob for now, get the night over with and
break of all contact as I can change my E-mail address quite quickly.

Nick : "Master Rob and John please I beg you play with my cock, wank me
till I cum, I
              Beg you I need to be wanked hard, will you please Master Rob
or let John Wank
              Me."

     They agree and John starts to wank me, rubbing his hand up and down
the shaft of my flag pole. The helmet showing large and purple as he makes
the down stroke. Its not long before I am squirming in ecstasy, the butt
plug pressing on my prostrate and despite the restriction of the cock ring
I am soon getting ready to Cum.

Nick : "Ohhh yes please Masters keep going Ahhhh I I I am going to Cum
Yesssss!!!"

     I shoot five or six large wads of cum over my face, chest and abdomen,
and sink back into an exotic bliss. Quickly my hands are uncuffed and I am
told to clean myself up, by scooping my own spunk up from my body using my
fingers and hands, then licking my own hands clean. In my stupor I carry
out the orders, eating all my own Slave Boy juices, willingly and gladly,
all I want to do now is please my Master Rob. Some of the juices drop from
my body to the cobble stones and I have to get down on my hands and knees
and lick the stones clean. Then Master Rob throws my jeans back to me and
tells me to get dressed, which I am only to pleased to be able to do before
anyone else comes out to witness my humiliation.

I am still in turmoil though, with my own feelings and emotions at all that
has happened and as Master Rob points out I must have liked it because my
cock was once again like a flag pole, rock hard and throbbing. Once dressed
I follow at Master Robs direction back into the bar, where I buy the drinks
for Master Rob, John and Myself. Master Rob then instructs me that I am to
remain in the bar for at least a further three pints, he and John are going
now, once I am finished I can go home and he will have sent me an E-mail
which I should check before going to bed. I felt everyone now in the bar
was looking at me, knowing what had occurred in the back yard, and the fact
that my cock was pressing hard to get out of my tight fitting Levi's even
after what had taken place. I felt dirty, humiliated and could not
understand why I had just done what I had done, but I had enjoyed the way
John had wanked me off like he had. Yes I had done it willingly, as a
consenting adult, yes I was excited by it, which was pretty evident from
the hard tent in my jeans. I stayed and had the three pints before going
home, I would then see what Master Robs E-mail was after all he had no idea
where I lived, phone number or works, all I had to do was change E-mail
addresses and I would control the end.

To be continued .......