Date: Tue, 19 Jul 2005 12:51:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: James T. <storymaster49@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mastered for a Day - Part 2

This is chapter two of Mastered for a Day.  Comments
and suggestions welcomed.  Storymaster49@yahoo.com


Mastered for a Day - Part 2

             Ralph Toland


"Ok, some advice before Daniel gets here," Jim urged.
"Don't talk to him or make eye contact,  and most
importantly,  don't say no to him.  He is an expert
master and he expect s total subservience and
obedience at all times.

We stood in the living room waiting the arrival of the
friend who had called him while we were in the middle
of a very hot session of master/sub sex.  He had
invited him over and was now going to deliver me into
a situation I had not planned for.  I was nervous as
could be but also excited at the possibility of an
even more intense sexual experience.

"Who is he, what's he going to do to me, " I asked, my
voice giving away my raw nerves.

"He's the dom who has been training to me for the past
few years, " Jim explained.  "I met him a few years
ago at a BDSM convention.  He's like me, just into
dominating without all the gadgets like ropes and
chains.  He's taught me everything I know and I still
have a lot to learn from him.  If you don't want to be
submit to him just say so and he will leave you alone.
 He has an uncanny ability to detect  when no really
means no, so unless you really don't want to
experience what he has to offer, tell me now.  But, I
know you will really get a lot out of a few hours with
him, so I think you ought to just go for the ride, so
to speak."

"I guess I could give it a try, " I responded,  my
nervousness and excitement  combining into a sexual
tension I had never experienced.

I stood in the living room, clad only in my briefs,
feeling out of place next to James, who was fully
dressed.  "Are you sure I shouldn't get dressed?  What
happens if I don't like him and want to leave, where
are my clothes?"

"Look, just calm down.  If you really don't want to be
with him he will know it and tell you to get dressed
and leave.   Just go with the flow, ok."

I nodded, standing there with my cock semi-hard,  my
body torn between fear and sexual arousal.

The doorbell rang giving me a sudden start.  "Well,
here goes nothing, " I thought.

"Remember, no eye contact  or talking unless spoken,
too, " said Jim as he opened the front door and let
his guest in.

As Daniel and Jim exchanged greetings I had the
opportunity to look at the man who would shortly be
using me.  Except for the fact all he had on was a
pair of tight low cut black leather pants and black
motorcycle boots, he was fairly average looking.  He
appeared to be between 55 and 60, of average but solid
build.  He had thinning gray hair, combed straight
back.  He was darkly tanned and had some hair on his
chest that was also graying.  His hands were those of
someone who did a lot of physical labor and were
thick, strong and rough looking.  What drew my
attention the most was his ample package.  His cock
was laid out snuggly down the front of his thigh and
nestled dramatically on an oversized ball sack.   I
had only seconds to check him out before he looked at
me and I quickly diverted my eyes.

"So this is the hot bitch you were fucking when I
called, huh," said Daniel as he walked toward me.

He moved right up next to me and put his meaty hand on
my upper arm and squeezed.

"Very nice, Jim, Very nice," he said as his eyes gazed
up and down my body.  He slipped his hand down the
back of my briefs and I flinched at the speed with
which he was making his moves on me.

"Hot ass, " he said, as his finger began probing
between my ass cheeks and slipped inside my asshole.
He moved it around as a very soft moan escaped from my
throat.

"Feels like you bred him already.  I hope you didn't
loosen the bitch up too much.  I like a tight pussy.
It still feels a pretty tight,  but there is still a
lot of your cum in him."  With that he pulled his
finger out of my ass and put it up to my mouth.
Pushing it into my mouth he let me suck it for a
moment  before pulling it out.  "Good boy," he
murmured.

Slipping his hand down the front of my briefs he
grabbed onto my now erect cock.  Holding it firmly, he
gently squeezed and stroked it as he carried on his
conversation with Jim.  "Uncut, I like that.  Makes em
more sensitive and easier to milk.  Get me a small
glass, will you Jim?"

Jim walked to the kitchen as Daniel's hand moved down
to my balls.  He cupped them and massaged each of  my
nuts individually, as he murmured his approval over
what he was feeling.

James returned with a glass and handed it to Daniel,
who had moved behind me.  Pulling my briefs down he
wrapped his meaty hand around my cock and began
stroking me.

"This bitch is almost ready to cum.  I think it's best
to milk him straightaway so we don't have an accident
in a few minutes and waste all his boy nectar," Daniel
told Jim, as he continued to stroke me.

Daniel moved the hand with the glass around the other
side of me and pulled me tightly to him.  I suddenly
felt his leather encased erection pressed against my
ass and it sent chills of expectation up my back.  He
was an expert stroker and I could feel the cum
churning at the base of my cock.  I knew I had only
seconds before I would cum.  As he stroked I started
thrusting my hips into his hand, wanting more of what
he was doing me.

"You see what he is doing, Jim?  Horny and needy
bitches always thrust against you as if they can't get
enough.  I'm going to enjoy your boy, Jim.  He's a hot
one."

His words were enough to send me over the edge and I
started to thrust faster and with more urgency.
Suddenly he stopped stroking and used his precum
lubricated thumb to rub right under the base of my
engorged cockhead.  A few rubs across it was all it
took and I started to cum.  He quickly placed the
glass under my cock head and caught the first thick
eruption in it.  My head went back and my knees
buckled slightly as the second thick rope hit the
inside of the glass.  His arms held me up as he
continued milking me with his thumb.  I shot two more
thick streams into the glass before my orgasm receded.
 He milked the last bit by gripping the base of my
cock and sliding his gooey fingers up the length,
squeezing a big drop out and into the waiting glass.

Letting go of me he took the glass and held it up to
Jim as if in a toast.  "Here's to sweet boy nectar,
may there be more where this came from tonight."  With
that he put the glass to his lips and threw it back
like a shot of tequila.  He held it back as my thick
gooey cream slowly poured into his mouth.  When the
last of it had drained into his mouth he took a big
swallow and then smacking his lips let out a long
"aaahhhhhh."

"I milk my bitches like this several times a day.
This stuff is the best aphrodisiac around.  I credit
my ability to hold an erection for hours to my daily
regimen of boy juice.  Besides, I love how it tastes,
" he said, laughing.

Putting the glass down, Daniel turned me around and
and held me by the arms.  I looked into his eyes
momentarily and he quickly slapped me across the face,
firmly, but not enough to do more than sting.  "That
was a warning, bitch.  You don't look in my eyes.  I
am the master here and you avert your eyes when I am
looking at you."

I looked down immediately and wrapped his hand around
my suddenly growing cock.  The sudden show of power
had not only shocked me,  it had aroused me intensely.
 I wanted this man to use me in any way he wanted.
Whatever that little display of power had done to
arouse me, I wanted more of it.

Holding my engorged cock in his hand he said "you see
this Jim, a good bitch loves being controlled.  Look
at his cock, it's getting hard as a rock.   There is
nothing this bitch won't do for me now.  This is the
goal of the lifestyle, Jim.  To get a bitch so under
your control you can do whatever you want and know the
bitch will deliver."

Pushing me down to my knees he commanded me to pull
down his zipper.  I took the tab and pulled down.  The
pants appeared to be specially made and the zipper
continued under his balls and almost clear back to his
asshole.  When I had pulled the tab as far as it would
go I reached in and grabbed his cock.  I was stunned
by the girth.  As I pulled his cock he spread his legs
slightly so that as soon as I released his cock, his
grapefruit sized balls sack fell free.  His cock was
dark, veiny and shiny from precum.  His deep purple
and massive cockhead  glistened in front of my face.
I took the cock head in my mouth and rubbed my tongue
gently under the base.

"Has he been toilet trained,  Jim?" Daniel asked.

"Not yet, that was going to be my next lesson,"
responded Jim, as he sat down in a straight back chair
to watch the performance.

"Well, no time like the present,  I guess," laughed
Daniel

He took hold of my head and pushed an extra inch into
my mouth.  "Just swallow till I am done," he told me.

I knew what was coming and in my state of arousal his
words didn't raise the sense of revulsion I might have
otherwise felt.  In fact, I was anxious to experience
this mans piss flooding my mouth.

Suddenly, a rush of hot, acrid fluid sprayed into the
back of my throat, causing a slight gag reflex.  I
managed to control the reflex and swallow it down.
The second one took several quick swallows to get down
and then I worked into a rhythm of big swallows as he
emptied his full bladder into my waiting mouth.    He
must have had an incredibly full bladder because  he
kept the flow going for what seemed like minutes, but
was probably only 30 to 45 seconds.   As I continued
my rhythmic swallowing he was rubbing my head in an
affectionate way, and talking to Jim.

"Making them drink your hot piss is the ultimate in
surrender.  Right now this bitch is in heaven,  having
surrendered to me in the most degrading way.  He is
feeling the full depth of what it means to be
submissive to another man,  and drinking my piss is
the way he can tell me he wants me to own him."

When the flow stopped he kept up a slow but steady
fucking motion in my mouth till his cock was cleansed
of all residual piss and my saliva had washed it
clean.  Then he lifted me up and backed up till the
back of his calves were up against the middle of the
sofa.  He sat down then pulled me over his lap so my
stomach was drapped across his legs.  He rested his
hand on my ass and his other hand on the back of my
head,  holding it down.

"I need some lube, Jim," Daniel said.

Jim retrieved a jar of coconut butter from the coffee
table, took off the lid, and offered some.  Daniel
stuck three fingers into the jar and pulled out a
sizable dollop on his finger tips.  He moved that to
my ass and slipped his fingers down between my cheeks
till he found my quivering asshole.  I felt one finger
enter me and immediately slide in as deep as he could
go.  It felt delicious, probing my ass and
occasionally pausing on my prostate to gently massage
and stimulate me.  The first finger was followed
quickly by a second one which, unlike the stretching
from a single digit, cause some pain.  Before I could
settle down and get comfortable with two fingers a
third one was pushed inside me and this one hurt a
lot.  I moaned and vainly tried to squeeze his fingers
out of me.

Tapping the back of my head firmly he said "stop
resisting.  Your pussy belongs to me and if I decide
to put my entire fist up there I will."

I stopped resisting and he kept sliding his fingers
inside me.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to fist you till later.  I
want you good and tight when I breed you.  Fisting
tends to loosen the pussy lips up for a few days."

The fingers were beginning to feel good inside me.  In
fact, they were beginning to feel very good.  I wanted
this to go on all night.  The occasional pause at my
prostate for a short massage was making me delirious
with desire for him.  He was using me, but in the
process giving me pleasure such as I had never known.
I started to open my legs so he could go deeper, which
he did.  I had this sudden desire to feel his entire
fist up inside me.  I wanted him to shove his fist as
far as he could till my lips were stretched around his
forearm.   I was crazy with lust.

As suddenly as it began he pulled his fingers out of
me and pushed me off his lap.  Taking me to the side
of the couch he bent me over till my hands were
holding on to the arm of the sofa. Gripping my hips
with his beefy hands he placed the head of his cock up
against my gaping asshole.

"Time to get fucked, bitch."

With that, he pushed his thick cock as deep as it
would go.  The penetration of my anal ring didn't hurt
at all, but once his cock head was past the point
where his fingers had lubed my rectum I felt as if I
was being torn open.  I let out a long painful moan,
which didn't distract him from his fucking in the
slightest.  He pulled his cock all the way out, put
the head up against my ass ring again, then shoved it
in one more time.  It hurt, but not nearly as much as
the first time.  He did this several times till I was
stretched and ready for some good hard rutting.  He
started fucking me faster, without pulling his cock
all the way out with each stroke.  His thighs were
slapping against my ass and he was groaning as he
pumped his fuck tool deep inside me.

As he continued to fuck me he reached around and
grabbed hold of my nipples, squeezing and twisting
them hard,  and sending shocks of pleasure/pain
through my whole body.  My cock was hard as a rock and
leaking pre-cum in copious amounts.  I looked over at
Jim from the corner of my eye and he had his cock out
and was stroking it.  A look of lust in his glazed
eyes.

The fucking went on a long time and I never wanted it
to stop.  His strokes were sliding up and down my
prostate and sending surges of  pleasure all through
me.  I knew it was a matter of time before I came and
I wasn't sure it was ok to cum unless he told me to.
I didn't reach for my own cock, but knew that
eventually, touching it or not, I was going to cum.

Daniel reached  for my shoulders and pulled me hard
against him, pushing his cock into me just a little
deeper than before.  Looking over at Jim, Daniel said
"come over here and let the bitch suck the cum out of
you while I breed him."

Jim came over, took my hands off the sofa arm, and
placed himself in front of me.  I grabbed his ass and
pulled his cock as deeply into my mouth as I could
take it.  He grabbed my head and started to fuck my
mouth.  I simply held my head as steady as I could
given the pounding my ass was getting, while Jim
fucked in and out of my mouth.

Suddenly, Daniel said "Going to cum, bitch," and he
pushed his cock in hard as he pulled back on my
shoulders.  The feeling of his cock pushed deep inside
me was enough to put me over the edge and cum started
flowing out of my cock like a leaky faucet, forming a
pool on the carpet between my feet.  At almost that
same moment,  Jim pushed his cock into my mouth,
causing me to gag when a big thick squirt of hot cum
shot to the back of my throat.  All three of us stood
there moaning loudly as the cum shot out of our cocks.
 The smell of sex in the room was intoxicating and I
began to feel copious amounts of Daniels cum trickle
down my leg.  After a few more short thrusts, Daniel
pulled his cock out of my ass.

"Hold him in place," I heard Daniel tell Jim as his
cock plopped out of my mouth.  Jim held me by my upper
arms as Daniel reached for the open jar of lube and
took half of it with one big scoop.  Placing the gob
of lube up against my still open asshole he pushed
much of it inside me, followed by three fingers.  It
was soon followed by a forth finger. He moved his
fingers around, spreading the lube freely throughout
my rectum.  Soon, I could feel a tightening in my ass
as he pulled his fingers into a cone shape and
inserted all four fingers along with his thumb into
me.  There was some pain, but not as much as I would
have expected.  As he pushed more and more of his hand
into me the pain increased.  I could feel amazing
amounts of pressure and then suddenly my ass ring
popped over the last knuckles and his fist slipped
inside me.  The feeling of fullness was overwhelming
and when he gently pulled on his hand I could feel my
tight anal ring stretching around his fist.  It felt
absolutely wonderful.  I just stood there,  bent over,
in state of sexual bliss.

"Most bitches don't take to this so easily.  I've had
to use a lot of force most of the time, but this
little cunt seems to love it.  You picked a good one
here, Jim.  This bitch should give you years of
pleasure."

He was still working his fist inside my ass and I was
not anxious for him to stop.  Finally, I felt him pull
back and with a sudden stab of pain I heard a small
pop as his fist left my ass.  I felt a sudden
sensation of cold inside me as my gaping ass slowly
closed from the invasion.

Slapping my ass, Daniel said, "go take a shower,
bitch, then come to the bedroom.  Jim and I are going
to fuck your pussy at the same time.  I think you can
handle two cocks at once, don't you?"

I nodded vigorously and headed to the bathroom,
leaving them laughing at the cum,  lube, and ass juice
smeared all over my legs and ass.  I knew the night
was just beginning and I wanted it to go on forever.