Date: Thu, 05 Jun 2003 00:52:03 +0100
From: ben me_over <benme_over@hotmail.com>
Subject: Master's New Boy - Chapter2

Authors Notes:
This story is pure fiction and any resemblance to real life people or
circumstances is purely coincidental.  Though my story may involve unsafe
sex, I believe that in real life safer sex is the only way to play!


Chapter 2 -

Eventually the next few hours passed slowly until the end of my lectures for
another day.  I rushed back to my room to find my roommate Jake was laying
on his bed reading his dirty girlie magazine.  I often wondered what he
would say if I lay on my bed reading gay times or the other gay magazines.
Anyway I tried to be cool and hide my frustration of not being able to be
alone and left the parcel in the bottom of my bag.  I lay on my bed and
tried to have a little sleep.  But my mind wouldn't switch off and all
different questions entered my mind. Things like why do I do as the stranger
tells me to. I also suddenly realised that I didn't know his name and
address.  Yet strangely I was obeying him to the last letter, it felt to me
a little like the stories you read in the trashy tabloid newspapers.
Eventually I was all alone as Jake went to meet up with a girl he met
yesterday.  I took a deep breath then slowly opened the box and inside it
was a note and a digital camera, a water resistant marker pen and a wet
shave razor. The note read as follows :

This is from your mystery master.

If you want to see me again, you will have to learn to follow my
instructions to the very last letter.

1. shave your body from the neck downwards and keep your body in a smooth
hairless state.
2. take a before and after photo of yourself and email them to me
3. write across your pubic bone "I am my Masters sole property"
4. you will not wank yourself
5. you will not change your under wear unless I expressly ordered otherwise
by my new master
from Master X
Sleep well my new boy xxx
p.s be on msn messenger at nine pm, set the digital camera up so I can see
what you are doing.

My cock was so hard by the time I opened the box and took out the content of
the box.  Again I realised I was mesmerised by this stranger, I couldn't
have imagined at all it was so well planned out.

I followed his orders and shaved my pubic region and my arse then went onto
my legs and soon I was completely hairless from my neck down.  I felt more
naked and venerable then when I had just stripped.  It was as though my
hairs were an extra pair of briefs. Of course I took the photo of me before
I had shaven and proceeded to take the second photo after I had written, "I
am my master's sole property" with the water resistant marker pen.

I was continually fighting a battle in my mind, this felt so wrong but at
the same time it felt strongly good.  I just couldn't figure out why a
complete stranger could have such a hold on me and my life, after all I
didn't know him at all really. Anyway it was soon nine pm and I logged onto
my computer and signed into my messenger account and there it was his name
on the screen, I started panicking about what I should do, do I go along
with this guy or do I ignore him.  No matter how I tried to resist I
couldn't and started chatting to him on the net, after a few minutes passed
I sent him the two photos' he had ordered me to take of myself before and
after I had shaven.

After he received the photos' he praised my obedience and told me to connect
the camera up so he could see if I was obeying him tonight.  I turned on the
camera and put it in its holder.  He then told me to point it at my cock and
balls and leave it in that position so he could keep an eye on my cock.  He
could see that I had already starting leaking pre-cum, which was glistening
on my knob.
"Right Boy, I want you to put on a horny show for me and if you do well
enough you might just earn a meet, understand?" he asked me
"Yes" I replied
"No Boy from now on you call me Master, understands?" He replied
"Sorry Master" the words left my mouth and I wondered why I was calling this
man a master after all no one would ever be able to take my self control
away from me, or would they.  I pondered about it for a couple of minutes.
"Right Boy I want you to put on a pair of tight hugging white briefs and
they must stay on you unless you need the toilet oh and don't shower either
unless I tell you to. Do you understand Boy?" he said.
"Yes master " I relied
"Good, well I expect that you feel horny do let me see you shoot your horny
young spunk in your briefs then let it fry up. Get to it Boy" he replied
"Yes master" I replied and started working my already hard cock after all it
had it had been rock solid since I left my mates the other night.  It wasn't
long before I shot a big load into my briefs and it seeped through the
material of my briefs I let go of my waistband and felt the wet material
cling to my now hairless cock and balls. My cock was clearly visible through
the white material of my briefs.
"Not bad Boy, but you need to learn to control yourself a bit more, after
all your no good to me if you cum that quick" he said
"bbbut sir" I tried to tell him that it was the excitement and fear of what
he was doing to me.  After all I was a trembling nervous wreck and totally
unable to take control of my life.
"Good night boy, and remember to leave your briefs on and no wanking
understand boy?"he said abruptly ending the conversation
"yes master" I replied with a sense of disappointment, how could he leave me
in this state and not allow me to cum again after all I have been known on
the odd occasion of cuming three times in one session and five times in one
day, but I knew I couldn't cheat him and besides he told me to leave the
camera running so he could check up on me and see if I had been obedient to
him.

When I awoke the next day my briefs were stiff and attached to my cock and
balls and also clinging to my stomach.  I managed to peel them off myself
enough to take a leak. I remembered to not to take a shower, Jake gave me a
shocked look when I didn't go with him to the shower room after all we went
together usually.  I tried to cover up by saying I had an ear infection and
didn't want to aggravate it by getting water into my ears.  Jake bought my
story or at least it stopped him asking any more questions for now anyway.
I had a bigger problem to deal with, how was I gonna pass of the dirty
briefs.  I managed to hide them up to now, as Jake had come in after I had
gotten into bed, and I was still lying in my bed when Jake had gone to the
showers.  This gave me enough time to get dressed without letting him see my
spunk stained briefs.  I was sure concealing what I was doing would get a
lot harder if this so called master kept playing games with me. But what
could I do I was trapped in this situation and I was sort of getting excited
about it. It felt like coming home after a long holiday.  I just felt so
complete.

I managed to check my emails in the library, and sure enough my master had
emailed me, I immediately read it. All it said was "NO Wanking or washing,
remember Boy!! And I will be in touch tonight on messenger same time. If you
know what's good for you chat with me then."  That was all that it said, but
it made my cock go rock solid once again white the thought of me being
controlled even though this mystery man wasn't anywhere near me.

Sure enough I don't know how but I managed to persuade Jake to go out, which
ment that I could chat to my mystery master.  Soon as I logged on he
messaged me here is the chat in full:-
"Boy Strip naked when you speak to your master"
"Yes sir I typed and then stripped off my jogging pants and tee shirt and
sat back down in front of my computer.
"That's better boy, now when ever you chat with me on here you will not wear
one stitch of clothing, do you understand boy"
"Yes sir"
"point your camera at your cock and balls, I want to check your obedience
towards me boy, want to make sure you have written "I am my Masters sole
property" I immediately showed him via the camera that I had indeed written
his message on my pubic bone area.
"Good Boy, now let me see your stained briefs" he then added, and again I
pointed the camera at my briefs that were starting to look grubby and feel
stiff.
"Good Boy, you are responding well Boy. I am impressed with your attitude so
far" He told me.
"Thank You Sir" I typed as I realised I was calling him sir, how observed
was that for college kid that was happy in life, well at least I thought I
was.
"Right Boy I have set up a post box address for you to receive more parcels
and instructions, for your training" he said and then signed off.
"Instructions? Training?" what does he mean by these two words, I just
didn't have any idea, after all I came from a strict family upbringing, and
up until this period of my life, I didn't know much about kinky sex as I
thought of it at that time.  Anyway I didn't care anymore I was enjoying the
mystery about this guy.

First thing the next morning I checked my emails and logged on to msn
messenger to see if he was online or not, as it happens he wasn't on, but
there was a email telling me that there was a second parcel and more
instructions.  I shot off to the post office and picked up my second parcel.
  Of course I couldn't open it there and then in the post office so I drove
straight back home and immediately opened the parcel.

There were some funny shaped implements in the box, there were two butt
plugs one average size the other was much bigger, and I cringed at the
thought of having that up my tight arse.  There were also several leather
straps and harness and a tube of lube. At the very bottom there was a cane
and whip.  The note that he had put in the box told me to be online at the
same time tonight

The note read

Hi boy'
Hope you are still obeying the no cumming and also keeping your dirty briefs
on.  I nearly froze when I realised I had indeed followed his instructions
to the letter.

I want you to wear the smaller of the two butt plugs until I tell you
otherwise, and from now on you only get two chances for a shit and that's
when you first get up out of bed and late at night just before bed.  You
will not go to the toilet any other time of day" it read.  I couldn't
believe that the bastard had the cheek to tell me when I could have a shit.
How small I was feeling, almost back at nursery school when the try and
teach the kids to go at set times of the day.  But it is strange I even
followed that order, which left me with bad stomachache.  The letter also
told me to put the cock strap on my cock and balls, as it was one of those
that separated your balls by having a thin strip of leather between each
ball.  It felt so good having the cock strap on.  As for the butt plug I had
to really push to get it inside my love hole, but once it was inside me it
felt amazing. My strapped cock was so hard I thought about wanking, but
decided the risk of upsetting my new master was too great.

I went to collage with both cock strap and butt plug on me.  My stiff cock
was unfortunately creating a scene to my fellow students, but after re
adjusting myself in my briefs it was less visible for others to see.

After collage I went straight to my digs and to my horror my roommate was
sat at my computer.  I panicked as he may have found something that would
let him know that I was fast becoming a slave boy or what ever my master
wished or ordered from me. Luckily for me Jake was pretty much useless when
it came down to computers or any electrical things, so he didn't get into
the history of my web browser so that was a lucky escape.

I couldn't get online because Jake was using the computer to do some
important homework and by the time he had finished his paperwork, my master
was offline, although he did email me, saying I was untrustworthy, and if he
I want to see him I would have to be punished in front of the camera, which
I did, then he told me to bend over my chair and take the whip and whip my
back and bottom.  I hesitated for a couple of seconds, then the leader of
the club, I gave in and started half heartily started whipping my back and
buttocks.  It real thrashed hard causing me some pain, but after a few
strokes I settled down and was blind to the pain of the whip.  He made me do
ten strokes of the cane, and ordered me to tighten the cock ring up a notch,
which I also did.  The cock strap was causing great discomfort to me. After
a while he told me to be outside a house in the expensive area of town and
to wear nothing but socks my and a long coat, oh and my dirty briefs which
were now smelling quite bad.

Again I found myself doing something that I hadn't had any urge to do before
but it was as though I had to do it to please my master.  So there I was
stood outside this rather nice and well-kept house, with just my coat briefs
and my socks and shoes on.  There was no sign of him, but just as I was
about to give up and go home, he arrived with two things in his hand.  From
the distance I couldn't really make out what he had in his hands.  But I was
sure I would find out soon enough.  I may have been a new comer to the bdsm
scene, but I did know that to question your master was a bad crime.


To be continued

I hope that you like the second chapter of my new story.

Other stories from Benme_over are:
Street Kid

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