Date: Wed, 5 Oct 2005 02:51:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Steam Train <steam_t2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Middle Class Slave Revisted Chapter 5

A Middle Class Slave Revisited
By Steam Train    (steam_t2000@yahoo.com)

Chapter 5: Love and affection.

The drive back to Piney Hills Golf course was but a
blur. When we arrived the Course Slave Master met
Master at the car. Bentley came around to the back
door of the car and helped me out and we both assumed
our slave positions till instructed.

"Welcome back Mr Booth. I received the email from your
secretary.  Mr Booth I must apologise straight away
that a slave I trained acted so badly that the County
Whip Master had to be called in to administer
punishment. Rest assured I will begin retraining his
attitude immediately so that he is more acceptable in
a fortnights time sir," said the Slave Master.

"Thank you Mr Woods but this slave did nothing wrong,
on the contrary he performed beyond my expectations. I
always flog any new slave I acquire, this one I
treated no differently. But thanks to your excellent
training Mr Wood he took his punishment like a true
slave. I didn't gag or plug him and so he suffered the
full humiliation of the effects of a professional
flogging. He certainly is going to be an excellent
slave in my service Mr Woods" Master said.

`But I ... ummm ...  but I thought ... Ummm, no sorry Mr
Booth it was nothing" the Slave Master replied with
uncertainty.

`Ah Mr Wood I think you were going to say you thought
I was a very lenient master when it came to slaves, an
emancipist, isn't that what you were thinking Mr
Woods?"

The Slave Master blushed but said nothing

"Its ok, lots of people think that of me. You have to
be cruel to be kind Mr Woods. This slave now knows
exactly were he stands with me and will for the
remainder of the time he serves me. He truly has that
`Slave Feeling' now Mr Woods. Yes I will treat him
better than most other Masters and I expect you to
adhere to this policy in your treatment of my slaves
too. I think you can now also see though, that all my
slaves know exactly who is Master and who is the
slave" Master concluded.

Mr Woods was speechless for a while as his new
admiration and respect for Master began to sink in.
Eventually he asked Master to accompany him into his
office and Master ordered us to follow.

After some brief pleasantries Master and the Slave
Master, Mr Woods went over Masters desires for me
during the next fortnight. They discussed special
handcuff chains that could be removed from my wrist
when I was sent back to Masters residence and replaced
when I was to return to the course.

Master asked that I not caddy till the next Tuesday he
was due, so my body could properly recover from the
flogging. Master also asked Mr Woods to organise
appropriate exercises to keep me fit, ones that would
not affect my body's recovery.

Mr Wood was left in no doubt that Master wanted me fit
and ready to caddy for him in a week and a half's
time, when he next visited to play a round of golf.

As I waited in position with Bentley the conversation
then turned from me to Mr Woods family.

Picking up the family photo from the desk Master
asked, "How's the family going Mr Woods".

"Fine thank you Mr Booth" he replied.

Your daughter must be about to go to College?" Master
asked.

`Yes Ashleigh will in the spring" Mr Woods replied.

"And the boys, how old are they now?" Master asked.

"Ben is 15 and Josh is 13" Mr Woods answered.

Master said, "Guess sending Ashleigh to College is
going to be a drain on the finances Mr Woods. Remember
my offer to assist you with your finances still
stands. The money you would make from a five year
indenture of Josh would allow both Ashleigh and Ben to
attend College and as I offered, I will pay Josh's way
through College after his 5 years service is
completed, just like I am going to do for Andrew
McDonalds boy Brett from Mc Donald's Farms".

"The money Andrew made from his son's indenture has
got Andrew out of his immediate financial problems.
Think seriously about my offer Mr Woods, the
discipline would not hurt a teenager, I am sure you
would agree and I think you now see my treatment of
slaves in a much more enlightened view. Your son could
learn a lot from being in my service for 5 years. He
would also be company for brett" Master concluded.

"I will consider your offer Mr Booth it is very
generous but I just don't know if Sylvie and I can
place Josh in that situation. But I will talk with my
wife again on your offer" Mr Woods replied.

They exchanged parting pleasantries and then I was
dismissed and sent back to the caddie's barracks to
rest for the rest of the day.

There was no one there when I arrived and so I very
gingerly and with much care lay down so as not to
place pressure on the welts from my flogging on my
back and legs.

During the day both the negro slaves who attended to
the caddies, Bill and Jim both came by a couple of
times on the Slave Masters Instructions and the Slave
Master himself checked on me late in the afternoon.

In all the time I had been at the Piney Hills Golf
Club none of the caddies had ever had a severe
whipping like I had suffered. Both Bill and Jim seemed
almost in awe of my wounds and suffering. Even the
Slave Master seemed to look at me with a new respect.

Nothing much was said to me during any of these visits
except to ask if I was ok. Certainly Bill and Jim
didn't carry on with any of their usual banter that in
the past had been normal any time we were together.

When the caddies started coming in and saw me laid out
on my stomach with all the evidence of my flogging
clearly visible to their eyes, they were speechless.
You could hear the quite whisperings that usually took
place between us slaves as we came back to barracks
die off into complete silence.

Matt was not one of the first to return but when he
did some of the other caddies obviously stopped him
and allowed him to take in my plight before he
stumbled across me.

"Steve, Steve what have they done to you?" he pleaded.

Without turning over to face him because it was too
painful I said, "I was flogged with twenty four
strokes of the whip, Matt. It will help me get that
'Slave Feeling' Master Booth has told me".

"But what did you do to deserve this flogging Steve,
you of all the slave caddies here are the smartest,
you are the one I would least expect to make a mistake
that would warrant such a flogging" Matt replied.

"I did nothing Matt, it is Master Booths policy that
all new slaves are flogged on joining his service, so
that they quickly learn that 'Slave Feeling' that my
Master is so keen on his slaves achieving. Now enough
talk Matt, I missed you, come lay with me but please
be so very careful, I am so sore and still in great
pain. Matt I have missed you so much and I need to
feel your body next to mine tonight" I said.

"I missed you to Steve. Bill told me what had happened
to you and assured me that you would be back. I have
hoped he was telling the truth and that you would come
back. I just didn't expect you would come back like
this" Matt replied.

Matt snuggled up close to me and carefully made sure
he was not rubbing against any of my wounds. There was
great comfort in the small and warmth of his body next
to mine and I slept surprisingly well until I
attempted to roll over to a more comfortable position
during the night. I screamed out as the searing pain
flashed through my body and I was forced to call sorry
to all my fellow slaves who I awoke from their
slumber. Matt stroked my face and eased me back off
too sleep.

When morning came and the slave caddies were aroused
by Jim, I needed to get up too. I was desperate to
piss and my stomach was telling me it was days since I
had eaten.

The slave chow that was served for breakfast was
little worse than the Gold Label crap that Master had
fed me at his residence but it was filling and I knew
it contained all the nutrients that would assist me to
recover more quickly.

After breakfast I stayed on my feet and when I saw the
Slave Master I took my position and hoped he would see
me and realise that I wanted to ask him something.

In the past he would have been more likely even if he
had noticed me to ignore me but this time he came
straight over. Again I felt he seemed to have a new
respect for me.

"What is it boy" he asked.

"Master may I have permission to walk the course, I
need to keep my fitness up sir" I requested.

`Good idea boy if you think you are up to it. I am
sure you are, if you can take a professional flogging
then a walk will be piss easy for you boy" the Slave
Master stated.

"Wait outside my office and I will issue with a pass
just in case you are questioned why you are walking
the course alone" The Slave Master added.

`Thank you Master" I replied.

It was a beautiful day and after I obtained my pass I
wandered off into the lush fairways and forest trails
that wound their way through the course. The sun on my
back was healing and I walked for hours. I returned to
the barracks and rested for a while but soon I was
bored again and later in the afternoon I wandered off
again into the distant fairways of the course.

Over the next week and a bit till the Tuesday that my
Master was due for his next game of golf I followed a
similar routine though the Slave master also had me
doing exercises and even very early morning swimming
before the course opened in the members salt water
pool in the immediate days leading up to Masters
return.

By the Tuesday morning when I was fitted up to carry
Masters golf bag I was basically fully recovered.
There was scarring on the skin still but the pain had
gone.

After a few days of my recuperation when the pain
first started to subside my horney side began to
re-emerge.

Matt was ever the kind considerate partner and this
time willingly submitted to me being the top. He knew
I just wasn't capable of being a bottom with my
current wounds and this fact proved to be a big bonus
for me.

We had always struggled with the fact of who was the
dominant one in our relationship. Neither of us liked
to give in. My plight was too much for Matt and he
submitted willingly every night till after a week it
became a pattern and though he tried to break free of
this new trend in our relationship I now had the upper
hand and was taking full advantage of it.

You would think I would hate Master for flogging me.
No I have to confess I had a new deeper feeling of
trust and devotion towards him. I was actually really
looking forward to caddying for him on the Tuesday.

On the Monday, the day before I was to caddy for
Master I was fitted with new bright silver handcuffs
and chains around my wrists. The old welded chains
were removed. My hands would still be chained to my
sides whilst caddying but master could now remove the
chains for our bedroom sessions.

I felt so fulfilled when I saddled up Masters golf bag
and we set off around the course. Master openly talked
to me and I answered his questions. I knew it was not
the bedroom and the rules were different. I only spoke
when spoken too but Master asked lots of questions and
that kept my mind very occupied in between golf tips
and advice.

After the round of golf I was allowed to drive back to
the residence in the front seat of masters car,
sitting next to Bentley who was driving and when I
entered the slaves entrance to the residence I was
almost mobbed by the other slaves who congratulated me
on my recovery and expressed their admiration at how
well I had taken my flogging. Young Brett in
particular now seemed to look at me with the same awe
that I could remember from my middle class youth when
I was looking at my favourite singing or sports stars.

Like the previous fortnight I did not see Master till
much later in the day. He spent the afternoon over at
the factory.

Mr Morris had me assist Bentley in cleaning Masters
cars and then I was told to clean up and dress in
clean clothes and await Masters return. I sat in the
kitchen patiently waiting Masters return till Mr
Morris eventually came in and advised me to go up
stairs to the private sitting room.

I took myself up the slaves stairs to the first floor
and entered the main hallway that ran from the private
sitting room all the way along to Masters Bedroom. I
knocked on the sitting room door and waited.

Master called out for me to enter and I walked in and
took my position.

"Evening Steve, stand at ease we are alone. Come sit
next to me and tell me more about what has happened to
you since you returned to the course" Master asked.

I had briefly told master some things whilst I caddied
for him earlier that day but now I retold what I had
done and how I had noticed changes in people's
attitude towards me since I was flogged.

"I've seen this happen before Steve. It's admiration.
You took your flogging with great stoicism. All the
slaves and many freemen acknowledge that in you by a
subtle change in their attitude. Even Mr Woods seemed
impressed with you Steve" Master said.

`Yes I noticed that too Master" I replied.

We talked for some time then Master rang for dinner.
This time however we went down stairs to the small
private dining room and were joined by Mr Morris for
dinner. Bentley served the meal but did not join us.
Mr Morris and myself were served Gold label slave chow
on china plates, whilst Master had a Caesar salad then
a steak with vegetables.

Like my previous meal I was allowed to partake of the
fruit bowl, Master informing me that fruit was healthy
for me. The special treat was that Master also allowed
me to partake in a coffee and a port after dinner with
Mr Morris. I felt so special, I was almost
overwhelmed. It was so civilised sitting in the
leather lounge chairs talking freely whilst sipping
coffee and port.

I guess Mr Morris saw me look at Bentley with some
guilt as he served Master then Mr Morris and I with
our beverages because Mr Morris said to me, "Don't
feel guilty Steve, Master allows Cook to serve the
chow and fruit to the other slaves out in the slaves
eating room. They also get coffee and the choice of a
port or wine after their meal, well all but Brett, but
Master allows him one glass of coke".

"Oh I see, thank you sir," I said to Mr Morris. I was
just so amased at what Master allowed his slaves, I
was almost speachless.

"I can't spoil all you slaves too much, for the same
reasons I needed to have you flogged Steve, but a
little reward for service and devotion never goes
astray. I do expect it but I also acknowledge it
Steve" Master said.

I had already noticed that there was no sign of any
guards. I guessed they were only a buttons push away
but it was nice that Master trusted all his household
slaves to the extent that none of the guards were made
to hang around.

After dinner I accompanied Master up stairs and along
the hallway to his bedroom. Like the first time I
undressed him and he me and we showered together.

That night in bed he gently stroked my body running
his fingers from my knees to my ears. I never realised
how sensitive your ears can become, but in Masters
hands they became extremely sensitive. He laid me on
my stomach and gently massaged my back and legs. His
fingers were firm but subtle as they eased the tension
out of my recently flogged muscles. He had done this
many times before that soon became obvious; he really
knew what he was doing.

My muscles relaxed and I was drifting off into a
sublime trance like state when his fingers gently
rubbed past my arse crack and stroked the soft smooth
patch of skin directly behind my ball sack. It was an
electric like shock that pulsed through my body. My
cock sprang quickly to attention digging itself into
the bedclothes.

His hand reached further around underneath me and
grabbed my cinched cock. He gently began stroking it
till I was softly moaning with absolute arousal.

Then he lay down beside me and rolled me onto him. Our
warm sweet smelling bodies entwined and we made
passionate love. I would not have thought that I could
be so aroused by a grey haired man who was not
attractive to look at, whose body showed all the signs
of typical male middle aged spread, but I was.

Master was so gentle and did not force me. I allowed
him to have me because that is what I wanted. He was
my master and I wanted to please him as best as I
could. I was desperate for his love and affection.


End Chapter 5 (Part 14 Continuance of Original)