Date: Fri, 21 Oct 2005 03:06:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Steam Train <steam_t2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Middle Class Slave Revisited Chapter 9

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

Chapter 9: So old fashioned for a slave.

I know I was more cut up about our separation than was
Matt. It took a while for `that slave feeling' to kick
in.

Fortunately my days that first weekend at the
residence, that is a freepersons weekend, there is no
such thing for a slave, was that busy for me that I
had little time to wallow in my depression through out
the day.

Evening after all the slaves retired for the night was
a different matter.

I had never slept a night in the slave's quarters; I
was always in Masters bed. I didn't even know the
routine after all this time.

Mr Morris dismissed all the slaves to bed once all
work was complete. I showered with Mr Morris, Bruce
and Todd in the slave bathroom, the boys had showered
earlier and I was then locked up in my room by one of
the house guards. Only Mr Morris I later found out was
not locked in, though he usually stayed in his room
behind closed doors unless called out to serve late at
night.

It had been a long time since I had slept alone. I
didn't like it but I had no choice. Then it hit me,
Master was going to be my only chance for sex,
something that I had got used to having nearly every
night.

I felt like I did years ago when as a teenager I would
jerk off in the privacy of my bedroom, convinced that
I was doing something totally immoral and wrong.

The strangest though came back to me as I lay there
masturbating my cock. I began to think of the two
slave boys and then my thoughts drifted to how when I
was a young teenager like them I had wondered if my
older brothers Michael and William ever did the same
thing. They were six and five years older than me and
I was always just the little brother to them. Excluded
where possible from their games and later on from
their social circles.

Thinking about my brothers jerking off bought my mind
to my parents and frustratingly you just can't jerk
off thinking about your parents, so pissed off with
myself I rolled over and eventually went to sleep,
alone and sexually unsatisfied.

Sunday was similar as was Sunday night. I quickly
realised that Master had this very well planned. A
week and half's celibacy would make me so horney when
he arrived that I would be a very willing slave.

I wondered about the other slaves, how did they get
their satisfaction if they were all locked up every
night? Surly I was not the only one who had a healthy
sex drive?

I soon found out that I was one of the few slaves with
my own room. Being Masters bed slave I was kept
separate, for his pleasure. The middle aged cook
Margaret had her own room, as did the elderly gardener
Bruce and Mr Morris. The assistant cook Anna and the
assistant gardener Alana shared a room. The two
housemaids Sarah and Jane shared a room and Todd had
shared with Bentley before he was transferred. Brett
and Josh also shared a room, in fact the room next to
mine.

By asking Mr Morris lots of questions I found out that
Todd the male housemaid was in fact indentured and was
due to be released in a little over a month on his
twenty first birthday. The two boys were going to be
expected to cover Todd's job role as well as study for
college and perform the houseboy duties.

Bentley and Todd had by sharing a room become lovers
and Todd had asked Master if once his indenture was
completed, he could obtain an overseers job out at
Napa Valley so that he could be close to Bentley
again. Master had declined the request, saying that it
was not good for slave morale to have an overseer who
was also into a long-term sexual relationship with one
of his slaves.

Todd's family like both the boys were locals. Also
like the two boys Todd had been indentured to Mr Booth
for five years from the age of sixteen as he had
dropped out of High School and his parents who were
local farmers were concerned for his welfare. Although
not happy with Masters decision Todd was heading off
back to his parents farm. A secure job at least
available to him helping produce crops for Premium
Foods.

The walls were not very thick between my room and the
boy's room. Their double bunk bed and my bed rested
against either side of the same wall. They were
dispatched to bed earlier than the adult slaves and by
the time I was in bed all was quite next-door.

However some time in the early hours of Monday morning
I was awoken by the sound of Brett cussing. I clearly
heard him swear about his penis clamp and the mess he
had made. He cursed Master vehemently for clamping him
and not allowing him to jerk off. A very tired
sounding Jeff told Brett to go back to sleep.

I learnt something them as Brett responded "Its all
right for you little boy, you ain't got no dick hair
or balls that cum yet. You just wait till your time
comes, if the old man clamps you, then you'll know
just how I feel now, remember that little boy".

"Fuck I hate trying to sleep with my clamp dripping
cum, fuck I want to go to the bathroom and wash ...
fuck, fuck, fuck!" was the final comment I heard from
Brett before all went quite again.

I remember thinking then that I needed ensure that I
didn't moan too much when I jerked off. Nothing was
very private when it came to the slave quarters.

On the Monday morning the boys helped me polish
Masters car and then dressed in my formal butlers
uniform that I had seen Mr Norris and Bentley wearing
that first night with Master, I drove out to the local
airport where Masters executive jet landed and picked
him up.

It was a real thrill to drive alone by myself in the
car. It was a freedom I had missed for so long.
Bentley had made me drive out to the airport several
times so I learnt the route, but this was the first
time I had driven alone. Of course the car had a
tracking device and Masters overseers back at the
factory could place its location instantly. I knew not
to take any detours.

Master smiled at me when he saw me standing at the
foot of the plane steps. I took his bag and those of
Miss Hailey and Mr Anderson and struggled back to the
car. They waited till my hands were free and I could
open the car doors for them. Following the drive to
the plant I did not see Master again till the evening
meal.

After dining as usual at Masters table with him and Mr
Morris my night duties were about to begin. I can tell
you just two nights by myself and I was craving for
sex.

When we adjourned to Masters bedroom I was in for a
surprise though. First Mr Morris accompanied us and
second standing outside Masters bedroom were Brett and
Josh.

The Monday night when Master was in residence I soon
found out was inspection night. The one time in two
weeks that Brett's penis clamp was removed. His body
shaved and if he had been good, relief given. For Josh
this was his first experience of inspection night. He
looked very nervous.

The boys and Mr Morris followed Master into the
bedroom.

Mr Morris reported on their fortnight's behaviour to
Master. Josh of course received a glowing report for
the way he had settled in and was causing no trouble.
Brett's report was also pretty good. Master
complimented Brett on his change of attitude and with
a smile said to him. "I guess this means I have to
keep my end of the bargain and let you have relief
this time. It's been a month hasn't it Brett since you
have been able to jerk off?"

A blushing Brett replied, "Yes Master"

I knew his balls had not been able to wait that long
and he had had at least one wet dream, but I suspected
this embarrassing natural phenomena happened pretty
often when you are a pubescent teenager and you are
prevented from giving yourself relief. Master I am
sure also knew this only too well.

Master dismissed Mr Morris then ordered both boys, "Ok
boys strip off and follow me and Steve into the
shower, it's shave time.

I blushed, me naked in a shower with Master and the
two boys!

When Brett was naked his penis clamp became visible.
It was not what I had expected to see.

Master saw my interest, so he urged me closer to have
a good look. Brett blushed.

Master pointed out that the penis clamp model he chose
was actually a garment made out of thick special
lightweight but very strong unbreakable synthetic
material. From the front it's appearance was almost
that of a pair of grey briefs with some modifications,
at the rear however it had most of the buttocks and
asshole exposed,

The model allowed for unobstructed erections when
locked in the open position, but could also be
tightened and locked over the penis to cause the
wearer much discomfort if an erection should occur.

Funny what you say when you have your face inches away
from the groin of an attractive boy almost fourteen
year old.

"Is it comfortable" I blurted out and felt instantly
foolish.

Brett looked at Master who said, "Go on answer boy".

"Well I guess so sir but I would prefer not having to
wear it" Brett answered.

"I am sure you would" Master replied.

He reached over and with a small key unlocked the
garment. Brett instantly removed the garment and
massaged his newly exposed genitals.

"Hands by your side boy, you know the rule" Master
ordered. Brett obliged.

Brett's body had matured a lot in the eight or nine
months since the movie had been taken. He was
defiantly two or more inches taller, now standing
about five foot seven or eight. His flaccid penis
still stuck straight out but now looked to be about
three inches. His penis was even thicker than in the
movie though it was pretty impressive for his age even
back then. Above his penis you could see two weeks
stubble of pubic hairs. Hairs that now spread nearly
one and a half inches to the sides and above his
shaft.

Whilst all this was going on I hadn't noticed Josh. He
was standing there in his white briefs as fascinated
in Masters description of Brett's penis clamp and the
subsequent view of his naked body as I was.

Master noticed him standing and casually said "Come on
boy we haven't got all night, we are all waiting to
see what you have to display"

Poor Josh blushed profusely as did I. Master was
enjoying his position of absolute power again.

Josh gripped the waistband of his briefs and pulled
them slowly down and took them off. He was now
standing totally naked in front of Master, Brett and
myself. His hairless groin was sporting a raging hard
on, in all of its four inch glory

Master and I had not seen Josh naked. I couldn't help
staring at what was revealed in front of me.

Josh was blushing beet red it was just too
embarrassing for both of us.

I found out from him later, that in the past few years
he had hardly ever given anyone the chance to see him
naked. Eight months short of fourteen he was still
totally hairless. His balls were undeveloped, being in
appearance no bigger than a ten year olds; He told me
that he knew from seeing guys in the locker room at
his previous school that most of the guys his age,
even those like him without any pubic hair, were
bigger in the balls department, so he had kept it his
secret till that night.

"Cute, very cute. There is something irresistible
about a pre pubescent blushing boy don't you think
Steve?" Master asked putting me on the spot.

I was caught I didn't know what to say; In fact I was
really embarrassed. I was ashamed that I was aroused,
it seemed wrong. Master saw my indecision.

"Oh get over it Steve, they are slaves just like you.
I am their Master. If I cant get some pleasure out of
admiring their bodies what is the point of having
young slaves around. I wont fuck them but I sure can
inspect and shave them cant I?" Master said.

"Yes master" I replied.

It was an uncomfortable shower, not because it was
cramped, I now knew why Master had such a big shower
recess. No it was uncomfortable for me personally.

I tried, I really tried, not to get aroused in front
of the two boys, but they stared at my tattooed body,
and I couldn't control my cock as I looked at their
naked bodies. In front of the two boys and Master I
had a raging erection. Only made worse when Master
decided he would shave Brett and asked me to check
over Josh in case there was any hairs hiding that
needed shaving.

My cock was dripping pre cum as I inspected Josh under
the shower. Thank heavens for the running water it hid
this fact I think from Josh. Josh even thanked me when
I was finished.

Why did he say that?

If that wasn't bad enough when we were all dry and
back in the bedroom Master allowed Brett to masturbate
to an orgasm in front of us all.

How can you just sit on the edge of a bed and watch
such a sight without reacting. I couldn't my precum
was literally flowing out of my dick as Brett pounded
away in front of Master and myself.

I was mesmerised watching the scene before me when I
felt a hand grab my cock.

I gasped!

Master turned to see what had happened, then smiled.

I was about to blast Josh for touching me when Master
said. "Let him have his fun Steve, I'll enjoy this".

I blushed more beet red than Josh had earlier if that
was possible. "Master please, no" I begged.

"You're my bed slave, a bed slave is there to pleasure
his Master in what ever way his Master wishes. I wish
to see you jerked off by Josh. He seems keen; I didn't
make him grab you. Go ahead Josh if you want too"
Master ordered.

He didn't have a very good technique, but it didn't
matter I was that ready to cum that it only took a few
strokes and I laid back on the bed and allowed my seed
to explode all over my chest. It was one of the
greatest orgasms I had ever had.

Soon after I shot Brett shot an impressive load for a
guy his age. The smell of fresh cum hung in the air.

I was so ashamed at being aroused by teenage boys, but
Master had little sympathy, he saw nothing wrong in
this Master slave relationship. In fact informing me
that nothing that happened tonight was even outside
the voluntary code of conduct set down by the American
Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Slaves.

Brett and I needed a second shower, which was not much
less uncomfortable than the first. A naked Brett
washing down his groin and abdomen right there next to
me.

When I walked back into the bedroom Josh was panting
heavily and red in the face.

"You just missed a good dance Steve' Master said
"Little Josh here just did the cutest dry cum dance
for me"

Again I just didn't know what to say, Master just
laughed and said, "Oh Steve you're so old fashioned
for a slave".

Master then rang for Mr Morris to collect the boys.
Whilst they dressed Master was obviously very horney
and to add to my already great embarrassment, right in
front of the boys, he told me tonight he wanted to get
into some bondage. Guess who was the recipient?

Out of a side draw he withdrew some silver chains and
handcuffs and began chaining me to specially designed
notches in the bed head and bed base. Before the boys
left they had a good view of me stretched out star
fashion totally at Masters mercy.

I don't think I have produced so much cum in one night
ever before or ever again after that night.

Master worked every part of my helpless body. He
forced his tongue into my mouth and we had long
passionate kisses. He nibbles on my ears and buried
his mouth and chin into the nape of my neck. I am
super sensitive there. I cried out for mercy, goose
bumps forming all over my skin, Master persisted in
torturing my senses.

My unprotected nipples were pinched and then
seductively caressed as Master circled them with his
fingers. They were standing so hard and erect that
they were sore by the time he had finished with them.

He licked my freshly washed pits and then licked my
body all the way down to my belly button, which he
fucked with his tongue.

My toes he sucked, my balls he stretched and massaged.
Slight pain and discomfort keeping me on the very edge
of an almighty orgasm.

He stroked my ass and fingered my opening, my cock
jerked at every stroke across the sensitive skin. If I
wasn't bound on the bed lying on my back he would have
fucked me, I am sure, but my position was not right.

Then finally Master descended on my cock. He sucked
it; he stroked it, then teasingly stopped, before
resuming the torture all over again.

I cried out for release. I begged him to make me cum,
but for over an hour I was kept on the verge of
ejaculation. By the end I was delirious with pleasure
and frustration. I knew how Brett felt with his cock
clamped out of use. This was worse, far worse, I was
existing on the edge of another dimension. My mind was
reeling and descending into an abyss of absolute
pleasure.

Master ran his finger around the turgid head of my
penis, rubbing the glands at the base of my cock head.
I screamed out and that pulsating pleasure erupted
through my whole body.

"Mars, .... Mars, .... Mars ...ter, .... Master" I screamed
out.

I felt I was about to pass out when I shot my load.
Glob after glob of creamy white cum pulsated out of my
cock, shot over my chest and face. I felt the world
slipping away then ..... I blacked out.

I came too with Master wiping my face with a damp
cloth. The chains were released. My body was covered
with sweat from the sexual torture it had just
endured.

`Wow, Mars ... Master" was all I could very weakly say.

"Never experienced anything like that before have you
Steve?" Master asked.

I weakly replied "No Master, never. It wasn't anything
like that when the McAlister brothers tied me up. This
was something totally different. I thought I was going
to die".

"Master please cuddle me, I need you," I begged.

Master took me in his arms and cradling my head eased
my sexually tortured body gently off to sleep.


End Chapter 9 (Part 18 Continuance of Original)