Date: Tue, 10 Jun 2003 18:59:39 +0100
From: ben me_over <benme_over@hotmail.com>
Subject: Master's New Boy Chapter 6

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


Chapter 6 - A week without Master.

My master had gone away and I was back to reality of collage, Jake was
getting suspicious about my outings and not seeing me shower since I met my
master, especially as we use to always take our showers at the same time and
often had play fights in the shower, you know the sort of thing students do.
  I suppose I had become fairly strange as far as Jake was concerned.  He
knew I was gay, but probably wouldn't believe me if I told him that I was
under another mans control, even I had to pinch myself from time to time to
make sure it wasn't all just in my head.  I found the first day of not
seeing my master hard to cope with, my collage work was going down hill to
as I couldn't concentrate on anything other then what I had done over the
last week and what might happen when Master gets back from his trip, maybes
he would take me with him next time that would be real cool, I thought to
myself. I kept checking my email every few hours, a bit obsessive you might
think but like I've said before I was hooked on this man.  Any communication
with him was better then none.  Sure enough he emailed me mid afternoon and
told me to put a pair of briefs on and keep them on all week, as I would
need them when upon his return. Of course he hadn't returned my other cum
stained briefs yesterday so I was starting with fresh one.  Which saved me
from the embarrassment of having to wear briefs with a weeks worth of piss
and cum stains and the odd skid mark.  He told me that I had to pinch a pair
of Jakes briefs and wear them.  I was also ordered to shave off my pubes and
arse hair on the morning of his return.  I was also ordered to give him a
full report on my day-to-day activities.  He really did want to control and
rule every part of my life, which was sort of reassuring in a strange way.
Over the next few days we exchanged emails, where I would give my master a
full and detailed report and he would give me the odd order or two.  By the
fifth day I was really pining so much so that I skipped collage and bit
Jakes head off.  When my master received my report for that day, he let me
know that he was very displeased with my behaviour and lack of importance
that I showed to my collage course. In the email he went on to say that I
had to go into the shopping centre and wearing just my socks and shoes, long
coat and of course my collar and dirty briefs, sit on one of the wooden
benches and bring myself off under my coat.  I pleaded with him saying that
id be locked up if I followed his instructions, but he said that I had to
follow his orders or he had no use for a piece of shit like me.  His
comments left me feeling really dejected and small, but all the same I knew
that I had to follow his orders, and deep down I can now say even wanted to
follow them.

The next day was the one before my master returned and I had my deed to do
for misbehaving.  So after Jake left for his morning class I got up and
dressed in just my socks and shoes, dirty briefs and collar, and my long
coat which I was quite clever because I cut out the lining of the pockets so
it would be easier for me to wank myself off and might even stop me being
noticed.  Once I was dressed as my master ordered me to be, I headed off on
foot to the shopping centre.  Once I had entered I headed straight for the
centre of the mall where there was a hexagon of wooden benches around the
escalator, of course it was lunch time so I couldn't get a seat for all the
teenage school kids, some of which showed potential when they grew up. I
roamed aimlessly round the mall until after the school kids were heading
back to their classes, then I found a place on one of the benches and sat
down at one end with the other end being taken up by a guy in he's early
forties.  He was reading his newspaper so I didn't get a full view of his
face.  Anyway I slowly started wanking myself under my coat.  It wasn't easy
working my hand into my dirty and smelly briefs under my coat, but I managed
to get my hand in and started rolling my foreskin back and forth over my
knob.  Of course being a horny 22 year old I was already hard.  As I worked
my cock in my hand I had excitement, fear embarrassment and pleasure all
running through my mind at once.  Suddenly I had to stop moving my hand as a
police officer was strolling through the mall.  Luckily he just smiled at me
as he walked passed. Phew I thought that he must have caught me wanking, but
it seems like he didn't.  so I proceeded to wank again under my coat and the
spunk was building up inside my balls and was getting closer to spurting it
into my dirty old briefs.  I was sweating with the intense feeling as the
spunk spurted into my briefs and all over my right hand, shot after shot I
didn't know how I was going to move without the spunk seeping down my legs
and soaking the coat.  It would take ages for it to dry enough to move
without being caught, as there was that much spunk.  Suddenly the guy
reading his paper said, "You seem to have yourself a small problem boy."
Shit he must have seen what I was up to I nearly died there and then with
deep embarrassment, then to add to my horrors the police officer passed
again but luckily never said anything to me.

"Follow me boy to the men's room walk close behind me no one will be able to
see much" I did as the stranger suggested, I thought that he might be able
to help me get cleaned up.  Luckily the toilets were not too far away so in
no time at all we entered the toilets.  Once we were in there the stranger
pushed me into a cubical and followed me in then locked the door.  "Hay Mr I
think I can manage to clean myself up now, thanks" I said.  "No Boy, we
aren't here to clean anything up, well not yet anyway, I want a piece of
that cute arse of yours" He said in a slippery sort of voice.  "No Mr you
can't my arse belongs tooo" I said stopping myself from admitting I was gay
and had a master.
"Well boy as I see it you have no choice but to please me, or I will call
that nice police officer in to arrest you, and the whole town will get to
see your face in the papers" he laughed.  Shit how was I going to get out of
this one I thought to myself.  Then I thought what the hell, he aren't going
to get my arse that's for my master only, and told him to piss off out of
the toilets or I would scream until the police officer came into see what
was going on and I would cry rape.  "Fuck you kid, I wouldn't touch your
dirty queer boy arse if you paid me" he said in a angry voice and pushed my
back onto the toilet seat and pulled his cock out and pissed all over the
chest of my coat.  "Now how you going to get out of here unnoticed" He said
sarcastically as he unlocked the cubical door and made his way out of the
toilet room.  He is all yours the stranger said to someone who must have
been standing at the urinals.  I couldn't make out whom the other person was
but was pretty sure I would find out soon enough. And sure as hell I heard
footsteps heading towards the cubical that I was in.  I held my breath
expecting to have to fight off another stranger.

Much to my surprise I was shocked when the other person walked in, as it was
my master.  "What the hell sir are you doing here," I asked in disbelief, I
couldn't believe the man standing in front of me was my master.
"Well boy this week I haven't really been that far, I just wanted to test
your loyalty to me, and you have done yourself proud Boy" he said in a soft
glowing voice.  I was ecstatic to see my master whom I had missed so much
that I had a pain in my stomach yearning for his return, my good feelings
soon got put back in their place as my master said that I had to do one more
task. "What is that sir?" I asked him.
"I want you to walk out as you are, don't worry about the police office he
is a friend of mine as was the guy reading the paper. So I've been sent up,
and fell for it hook line and sinker.  How stupid did I feel now?
"Well boy what are you waiting for, my car is waiting in the car park for us
on the second floor.  How could he make me walk soaked in piss and cum
dripping out of my briefs?  It took me a while to register he really meant
what he was ordering me to do.  So I thought don't put it of and I opened
the cubical door and took a deep breath then opened the door to the men's
room and walked as fast as I could through the crowd of shoppers, not daring
to look up at anyone. Master kept a short distance from me.  I managed to
get through the crowds in a record time and got into the lift followed by my
master. Then just as the doors were about to shut a third person walked into
the lift.  I didn't see who it was and didn't dare look up I was so
embarrassed being seen in this state.  Then I liked at the guys trainers and
thought Jake has a pair just like them. At this point I was in a frozen
trance. It can't be Jake, oh god please don't let him be Jake.  But sure
enough it was Jake.
"Hay Shaun, where have you been all day, oh and you look soaking what have u
been doing. How on earth did you get so wet? Hay what's that funny smell" he
rambled out all the questions at once.  "You wouldn't believe me if I told
you Jake" I said full of embarrassment. Just at that point the lift doors
opened "Right boy say goodbye to your friend" My master said as I almost had
a heart attack.  He couldn't do this too me I thought, but he had of course.
  "Look Jake I cant explain now but when I get back after our break I will
fill you in.  "can't wait" Jake said as we left him in the lift.

"What the fuck did you do that for" Shouted at my master. "Because I wanted
to, and because I can being your master and all" He said in a most
displeased manor which told me I was in for some severe punishment later
that day. For my back chatting, and shaming my master in public.  The drive
back to my master's house was silent; he made it clear that he didn't want
to speak to me at this point.  I felt so guilty and ashamed of myself for
shaming my master. Its sort of funny really that I felt worse for shaming my
master then the extreme embarrassment that he had put me through that day.
I would take any punishment he dealt out to me, I vowed to myself as we
pulled into his driveway between the shed and house.

To be continued.

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