Date: Fri, 10 Jun 2005 23:46:15 EDT
From: SANIBELBOYS@aol.com
Subject: Reality CheckUp Part21

The dream I was deeply attached to, was not at all a dream.  What I was
dreaming about was in reality happening at that very moment.  It was very
strange to say the least.  Of course, like most people (I think), I finally
had gotten my brain to slow down enough just from total exhaustion that I
slept like a baby.

As a good `boy', I was dreaming of nothing but peaceful things. Things
abound with beauty and love.  Dreaming of that `perfect world'. A world at
peace.

I was able to awaken in that same beautiful, peaceful and loving way. I was
awake, but had yet to open my eyes. I allowed my brain to find it's own way to
 getting me prepared for the day which lay  ahead.

My brain opened up my sense of smell first. I smelt the freshness of the
straw  surrounding me. I could smell the horses, from the opposite end of the
stables.  I could smell the fresh air coming from the open doors at both ends of
the  stable. I could smell the odor of the male species. Faintly, I could even
smell  the unmistakable fragrance of worldly  food.

The sense of hearing next filtered into my process of waking up. I could hear
 the whiny of the horses, as humans were tending to them. The sound of metal
upon  metal, the clanking of metal moving around. I heard the sound of running
water.  I could even hear the sound of the faint wind as it slowly wisped its
way across  the dream space I  occupied.

The last sense that registered in my head was the sense of touch. I felt the
rough, yet soft, straw, which lay beneath my body. I could feel the air, cool
 for an early summer day. I could feel my muscles being controlled by the
brain.  My fingers and toes were feeling their own surrounding space. Suddenly,
something seemed and felt wrong. Totally wrong!  My brain re-wound the
feelings of my fingers and toes. For days and days my fingers and toes felt  nothing
more than leather each and every morning, but today was different; as  they
were free to move about on their own. This seemingly little difference in  my
brain, brought me to full alertness as I opened my eyes to another  day.

The day had begun long before my eyes opened. I was seeing a lot of light in
my  space. Some of the light coming from above and natural light filling the
remainder of the space. I was alone, to fully gain recognition of my
surroundings and my life. It felt nice to be alone, to be still, to be one with
myself. My sense of feel was telling me that I had to piss badly.  That  same sense
began to remind me of the previous day; as it relived to discomforts  and
pains.

When I fell to sleep last night, I wasn't alone. Where did Billy go? I raised
my  head a bit and then I could see him. He was in the corner of the stall,
facing  the wall. I didn't say a word, and I didn't move a muscle. I just
watched him.  He was hiding his body from everyone while he was leaving his
morning piss on  the straw. He turned and saw me staring at him and his face showed
embarrassment. After he was finished, he came crawling back over to me. He
was  almost whispering when he told me that he "just had to go because he couldn'
t  hold it any longer". I just smiled and nicely told him that his pissing
without  asking would be our `little secret'. He seemed like he wanted to start
in with  another question and answer period, just about the time Master and
Trey showed  up at our stall door. Amen! I needed to piss so  bad.

"And a good morning to you `boy', bellowed Master, I'm glad to finally see
that  you are awake. The rest of the masters, slaves and most of the other `
boys' have  been up for over an hour." By the time Master had completed his
greeting, I was  up on all fours, with my head resting on the floor.  Trey came
behind me  and using his foot, kicked my knees further apart. So much so, that
I had to  quickly re-arrange the rest of my body to maintain my balance. " I
think this is  a much better position for greeting a master," barked Trey, "
so from now on  this is how `boy' should always greet his master. Besides, I
think it is only  proper that a `boy' have his ass alot higher than the rest
of him, sort of like  an offering up to `boys' master." Billy was taken back
by the way Trey was  acting, as he was only in an upright kneeling position,
but he didn't move nor  did Trey say anything to him. Master greeted Billy in a
casual manner and that  was that. Master leaned in and took hold of my collar
and tugged it a little.  Not enough as to be telling me to raise my head
though. "I really like `boys'  new collar. I love the feel of the weight of it and
the height of it as well,"  commented my Master. "Now then Billy," started
Master, "in a few minutes Cody  and your Peter will be arriving and when they
arrive we will have sort of a  `family' meeting. What we will be discussing
will be very important, so you will  have to listen very closely. You are
permitted to speak during this meeting,  should you have any questions. Since `boy'
was permitted to `sleep in' this  morning, he will be getting prepared for
the day as we have our meeting. You  should also be watching `boys' prep work
as you listen to the meeting. `Boys'  prep work is always the most important
part of the morning, so make sure that  you pay close  attention."

Cody and Peter showed up, almost as if on cue to do so. Cody entered and
knelt  by himself against a wall. Peter entered with his eyes on Billy and me.
Both  Peter and Cody were dressed alike. Their clothing consisted of a tank top,
short  in length and a pair of denim shorts (beltless), equally as short and
sandals.  The first thing Peter commented on was my position and how `awesome'
it looked  with the buttplug glaring at him as he entered my stall. Master,
though, was not  to pleased with Cody. Master informed Cody that he felt he was
taking liberties  with the dress code and that Cody had better change into
proper clothes for the  day. Cody rose, ran out of the stall towards the storage
room. Master and Trey  remained still, motionless, as Peter went over and sat
besides his brother. Cody  returned in `proper' Sunday attire for a slave.
He knelt down again in the exact  same spot as before. Now, Cody was wearing no
sandals, no shirt or tee, and he  was wearing the skimpiest loincloth;
barely, if that, covering his cock and  hardly any of his butt. Master commented
that he was now satisfied that all was  ready to start the  meeting.

"First, I am going to address the four of you and tell you that while I have
agreed with Dr. and Mrs.Parker to watch over their two boys, I shall not
neglect  my `boy' there. Right now `boy' is at a critical stage in his training
and  transformation and I shall not fain from my responsibility in seeing that
he  becomes the best he can  be."

"Now then for you, Trey, you shall tend to the majority of  `boys' training
needs for today. You shall learn to properly bind and secure `boy' if
needed.  You shall see to it that he is feed and watered. You shall remain with `boy'
  from the time the guests arrive, until the guests leave. You shall learn
from  observing the guest that not all are alike in their wants and needs. I
shall  give you liberties with `boy' today, as I have already allowed; by you
showing  him a `proper greeting posture'. You of all people need to get your
butt and  brain in high gear if you still intend to become a good master. This
is a life,  not a fucking  holiday."

By now, I really needed to piss and was glad to see Cody stand and move me
over  to the far wall, by a heavy chain leash. Eyes followed us to the wall and
were  still watching us. Cody left the chain attached to my collar and it only
added  more aggravation due to the weight of  it.

"Billy boy, in addition to what I have mentioned to you earlier, you shall
not  leave this space unless told to do so, or until you ask permission. Your
parents  are coming this morning to visit again, so before they get here we will
find you  something to wear. If you see something occurring in this space
that you wish to  see better, you are permitted to move closer in order to get a
better  understanding. Should you observe something that you wish to
experience you  shall let Peter or Trey know and they will see if they can accommodate
your  need.  You shall not speak, unless asked a specific question that would
require an answer. So you shall have to learn communications through body and
 facial expressions.  "

Just then, in a flash, Billy got down on all fours. He moved right in front
of  my face and just stayed there. All eyes were on him. Billy looked at Peter
and  Peter could not understand what was trying to be communicated. "Master,
perhaps  Trey understands and could help out here," Cody piped in. Master
looked at Peter  then at Trey. Neither of them had a clue. "Cody, raise the `boy'
to his knees  and see if that helps," Master commented. Cody reached around to
my chain leash  and pulled my body erect. Billy went head first down to my
catheter and stopped  short of putting his mouth on it. "Holy Shit, Billy wants
to swallow the `boys'  piss," shouted Peter. "Indeed," Master said, "
apparently your Billy is learning  faster than you Peter." Peter went over to Billy
and asked him if that is what  he wants and Billy nodded his head in the
affirmative. Peter granted permission,  unclamped my plumbing and Billy went right
to swallowing all of  it.

"Now there is a good example of what I'm talking about. Both you, Peter and
Trey, have to sharpen your minds so that you can understand the needs and
wants  of a `boy' or a slave. See how nice `boy' feels now since his bladder is
empty.  `boy' hasn't had relief since last night and both of you didn't
even think about  that, DID YOU!  Now then, where were we.  Peter, you shall stay
in the  stall as well, unless there is a need to do something else, or you
are commanded  to leave. You must keep your eyes and ears open and on alert for
anything which  will help you learn. Pay close attention to all that Cody does
to `boy' and you  will see that becoming a master to your brother will take
a lot of time and a  lot of effort on your part. You must learn to do many
things for and to your  brother that you never thought possible. So today is a
big day for you as well.  Just not  Billy."

"I will be in and out of our stall throughout the day, but I too must be with
 other `boys', guests and Masters. I will be very busy all day and I don't
need  nor want any major fuck ups in this stall. I love my life and the
friendship it  affords me, and you men will see to it that I enjoy this day."

Like magic, two slaves appeared at the opening to the stall. They were
bringing  a bale of straw and a five-gallon pail. I knew what was next, and was
thankful  to get it over with. Now, Peter and Billy had to witness my enema. Odd,
I didn't  feel bad about them watching. Cody rubbed my bald head,
simultaneously pulling  out the buttplug. Air rushed into my open body. It felt great.
Trey moved over  to Cody and asked if he (Trey) could do the cleaning. Cody
happily agreed. The  pail was set down very close to my face, and it had a strange
odor to the  liquid. Cody and the two other slaves began to spread the straw
between my  knees, clear up to my guiche ring. The remainder of the straw they
left lay  there.  Cody reached up and brought down a chain with a large hook
attached. Trey asked Cody to help him get the pail up to the hook. The other
two  slaves backed up against the wall, out of everyone's way. Trey took hold
of my  neck chain and put me back down to my proper position. He then took his
foot and  `fluffed' a bit more straw under my hole. In went this large hose,
larger than  normal to say the least. He released the flow gradually until he
had the hose  pushed even farther into me.  The clamp was then opened all the
way and the  water drained in fast. I struggled to keep the fluid in the body.
With my hole  now `normal' I couldn't really close my muscle anymore. When
the fluid came out  it just poured onto the straw below.  Another slave entered
with another  pail of liquid, and when the first pail was empty, they rapidly
started the next  one. Ten gallons of liquid was the most they had ever used
to flush me  clean.  Cody came forward to my head; raising it he looked me in
the eyes  and gave me his `love you `smile. I discovered later on, that soap
had been  added to my enema to aid in removing the grease.

The three slaves removed the dirty straw as Cody and Trey were washing my
butt  and legs down. Cody then moved me out of the way so the other slaves could
finish by putting down the remainder of the fresh straw. Now I was going to
get  my daily bath.  This entire time, Master just watched as Trey administered
 my cleaning. I wondered if Master was `grading' his work or what. Trey and
Cody  didn't linger when it came time for my bath either, except that today
they used  scrub brushes. I got nice and clean and I honestly felt refreshed and
full of  energy.

I wondered what the day would bring for me, but I should never, ever, `wonder'
  or think about the day. I am here to bring pleasure and pride regardless of
the  situation. I knew that Peter had been watching the enema and scrubbing
and sort  of figured that he had never seen it done before. Oh well, he too
shall learn  <g>.

Cody left and returned with the familiar four bowls. Mealtime for me is
always  something I look forward to.  I began eating right away but not as fast as
I did last night. Since Cody had placed all the bowls in a group, Billy had
to  come next to me to eat. Billy moved, this time on all fours. Peter had left
last  night prior to our meal, so today was the first time he got to see his
brother  eat properly. Peter must have been amazed at what he was seeing, but
he now knew  better than to say something out loud. He moved over in front of
his brother and  sat on the straw floor. I heard him softly ask Billy if that
is the way Billy  wants to eat from now on. Billy nodded his head in the
affirmative. Peter seemed  to become more proud of Billy every time Billy did
something new. While mealtime  was in progress, Trey and Master were having some
sort of conversation going on  behind us. Cody was being the busy one; doing the
things he needed to be doing.

Meal and water consumed, I felt so much better. I looked up and saw that
Billy  was just now finishing his food. Trey came over and cleaned my face and I
cleaned his fingers. Peter then went over and cleaned off Billy's face in like
 manner and placed his fingers in Billy's mouth to be cleaned. Billy did just
 fine.  I giggled inside.  I had the funniest thing come into my brain,  and
that was "monkey see, monkey do". Sorry about that but that is what I was
thinking when I saw  them.

Since I was allowed to sleep longer this day, Master said that the exercise
for  Billy and me was not going to take place; as He wanted everything correct
when  the guests arrived. Cody chuckled at that remark and Master gave him an
evil  look. I was then turned around by my leash to the center of the stall;
where I  was made to kneel in the erect position. Master came to my face,
exposing His  penis. I took my Masters piss promptly. Again I was brought back to
my proper  position. I was facing the stall entrance so I was not able to see
what was  going on behind me, but it really didn't matter. One of the slaves
returned  carrying a tray. On the tray was a steaming cup of coffee for Master
and the  grease logs for my hole. Master removed His coffee and Trey took all
the logs.  One by one Trey inserted the logs. After four of them had been
shoved into me,  Master told Trey to stop. I smiled to myself, there were four logs
left to go in  <g>. I hadn't heard any other sounds since I was awake, so I
just figured  that all the others were outside doing exercises or something;
but the silence  of the building was nice for  once.

A slave entered the stall and quietly said something to Master and Master
likewise said something in return to the slave. Damn, the slave was adorable.
Ken doll looking.   I saw Cody hand Trey a long skinny dildo. Trey  took the
dildo and slowly put it up my hole, pushing the frozen logs deeper and  deeper
until I moaned with discomfort. When the dildo was removed, I still felt  `
stuffed'.



The last slave that was here, returned out of breath. He had been on a
mission.  He brought with him some clothes. Master called for Peter to take the
clothes  and dress his brother. The parents were coming up the lane!!  Master
seemed  a little irritated when He told Cody to continue on but don't get in a big
 hurry. " I must go outside and greet Dr. Parker and his wife.  When I
return, the parents will be with me, so make sure that `boy' is ready to receive
guest." Master turned and left my stall. Without a word, Peter got Billy
dressed  in a tank top, shorts and sandals. Now the brothers were dressed  alike.

Cody handed Trey a piss tube gag for my mouth, which Trey put on right away.
The  control box appeared in front of me. Not again! Chains came down. Cody
took one  chain and Trey took the other and affixed them to my wrist cuffs. Cody
produced  two more chains from a box near the back wall. Each of those chains
was attached  to my ankle cuffs. Cody pushed one of the buttons and I was
pulled upwards until  my arms were stretched out above me and I was left standing
on the tips of my  toes.  Another button had me moving backwards about two
feet. Pushing yet  another button, I was turned completely around, facing the
back wall; with a  view of Billy and Peter. Two cable hooks came down either
side of body about  four feet away from each side of me. The ankle chains were
attached to the cable  hooks. The hooks began to go back up at the same time
they were slowly moving  away from me. When the noise of the winding motor(s)
stopped, I was spread eagle  like I had never experienced before. I was just
hanging there in mid-air.   Cody appeared in front of me, looking me over with a
smile. A slave also came  into view. He brought with him two little stools,
which Cody placed one under  each of my feet, so I could put some weight on the
balls of my feet. I felt a  hell of a lot better now.

"This is all we need to do for now, until the Parkers leave," Cody said to
Trey.  "I don't know how long they are staying, but Master doesn't think they
will hang  out long.  Hopefully they will be gone before the day's activities
really  start  up."

Cody then went and knelt down (erect) beside me, facing the front of the
stall.  Trey moved to the other side of me, close to the wall. Peter remained
where he  stood, and after looking into my eyes Billy got down on his hands and
knees.  Billy then turned around facing the back wall, put his head down on the
ground  and had his knees spread wide, just like Trey had me do earlier.  The
stable was quiet, and my stall was even quieter than quiet, if you know what
I  mean. I think all ears where waiting to hear voices. It didn't take  long.

The Parkers came in my stall, just ahead of my Master. "Beautiful," said Dr.
 Parker. "Look how nice and clean everything is," he continued, " it appears
that  the masters slave and Trey have done a good job here."  I don't think
Dr.  Parker had looked past me to see his two sons. Then Mrs. Parker spoke up.
She  had caught a glimpse of Peter. " Oh goodness Peter come here, you look
so nice  with your new haircut. It's nice and short. You look so masculine now."
 Master  spoke next, " yes Peter looks much better now. Would you like Peter
to show you  the rest of his haircut? Peter turned red in the face, but
remained still and  silent.

"Oh yes. There is more to his haircut?" Dr. Parker chimed in. Master replied
 that Peter had a little more `trimmed' than visible to the naked eye.  Mrs.
 Parker wanted to see the rest right away and told Peter to strip naked.
Peter  did as his mother asked. There he stood totally exposed to both his
parents.  Their hands touching and feeling his head, chest, pits and finally his
privates.  "My goodness, Peter you look so good. I hope you feel better now that
you look  better," said Dr. Parker.  Mrs. Parker continued feeling the areas
where  the razor had smoothed Peter's skin. "Honey, look! They even shaved the
hair off  of Peter's penis. Perhaps you should be feeling it to see if it is
as smooth as  the rest of him," Mrs. Parker said sternly. Without a word Dr.
Parker placed his  hand completely around his sons penis, which instantly
brought Peter to a full  erection. " Oh yes, look! How nice his erect penis appears.
It looks nice son"  Mrs. Parker commented. Both parents continued running
their hands from head to  toe, until Dr. Parker noticed what appeared to be Billy'
s butt sticking up in  the air. "Is that our Billy? He asked. Yes, Master
replied. "Well why is he like  that, Mrs. Parker asked.  `Your son wishes to
please you and show you  proper respect when you entered the stall" Master said,
again with great  authority. "My goodness, did you teach him that?"
questioned the mother. "No,"  replied Master, "the boy is doing that on his own
accord. He has learned that  from observing."  "Oh how sweet", Billy come here
please." Dr. Parker said  gleefully. Billy rose and turned. When the parents saw
him, with his naked head  and face they were overcome with joy. By the time
Billy was in front of them he  went to his knees. Both parents were all over his
head and face like a bee to  honey. I was smiling so much; I was glad that I
was facing away from them. Their  happiness and joy continued to escalate when
they noticed his smooth arms, legs  and feet. "God Billy you look so handsome.
I can't get over how great you look  son," he said. "I'm so proud of you
for accepting this proper look, words can't  tell you just how much", he
continued. I'm sure by now the others were smiling  as much as I was. Trey moved
slowly back to be able to see my face and with me  seeing his face. Trey was
about ready to bust a gut.

"Now Billy, do you like your new look?" asked his mother. Billy only nodded
that  he did.  The mother continued with her hands pawing her son. Dr. Parker
spoke up asking Billy if he got a trim like his brother. Billy shook his head
in  the negative way. In a flash, my Master handed Dr. Parker a pair of sharp
 surgical scissors and Dr. Parker didn't have to be told what to do. He
quickly  cut off the tee shirt from Billy's body. "Oh Lord, Honey look at how
smooth his  chest is. His skin is as soft as a baby" Mrs. Parker exclaimed. By now
Dr.  Parker had cut away the shorts. There standing in front of them was
their new  son. I suppose you could say their new `boy' or slave. Both parents
continued  feeling the smooth skin, before one of them commented to my Master
how much they  loved the new look and thanked Master over and over. Master
reminded Mrs. Parker  that `yesterday she told Master that a `boy' should never
have hair on the  body'.  I think that comment put a stop to the accolades and
rubbing of the  body.

"Well, I'm still impressed with the changes." Mrs. Parker said.  " Should
Peter get his clothes back on? Dr. Parker asked. "No!" chimed in the mother. "
He  can stay naked while we visit, it is the least he should do!"  "Yes dear"
  came the reply from the husband.
Mrs. Parker turned Billy around to look at  his back. Then she told him to
bend forward, which he did. The mother opened his  butt cheeks to look at Billy'
s hole. "I'm glad that he has a smooth butt also,  and by all appearances it
seems that he is still whole there as well." She  said.  "Yes, a boy is
smooth everywhere Mrs. Parker. And yes to him still  having a `virgin' hole."
Master replied, "Nothing has entered him since you have  left him with us".  "
Well other than kneeling and the shaving what has he  learned then." She  asked.

I knew it! I just fucking knew it! Here it comes! Master is about ready to
explode on her. Thank You Lord  Above.

"Well Mrs. Parker, both of your sons have seen quite a lot since yesterday.
Your  son, Peter, is the male that smoothed your `boys' privates. Peter,
please tell  your parents why you did the shaving."  Peter explained in great
detail,  and both parents fell  silent.

"boy, explain to your parents why you like your new look, why you liked the
shaving of your privates." Master commanded now. Billy explained in detail and
 still the parents remained  silent.

"Peter, explain to your parents everything you saw yesterday" Again Peter
spoke  with pride and  dignity.

Peter, now explain to your parents anything and everything you did yesterday."
  And again, without skipping a beat Peter let lose with a barrage of  words.

"boy, tell your parents everything you did yesterday." Billy began speaking
to  his parents quite firmly until he began the part of swallowing nectar. His
 speech stumbled a bit, but the tempo resumed after a few seconds. And, I'm
sure  Master was still smiling.

"Now, as you have heard from the lips of your son and your `boy', you can
see  they saw a lot and also performed a few activities" Master  boomed.

"I can't believe Billy has already begun to swallow urine" Dr. Parker said "
Well  dear, I'm not. And I'm glad to see such rapid progress from them both."
 Clamored  Mrs.  Parker.

Billy had looked into Masters eyes, indicating he wished to speak. "Billy, is
 there something you wish to say?" Master asked. "Yes Sir" Billy began. "If
it  pleases Sir, I would like to get my enema now and my logs SIR." Billy
continued  to look at Master and not his parents or Peter.  "And whom should give
 these things to you `boy'?  Billy replied to Master that Peter `his master'
  should give them. Master smiled and agreed. Not paying attention to the
parents,  Master commanded Cody and Trey to get the pail prepared. Both rushed
out of the  stall.  In the absence of Cody and Trey, Billy once again signaled
he had  something to say, and Master permitted it. "Sir, I was wondering, if
perhaps  Master's `boy' or master Peter needed to empty their bladders, SIR."
The parents  were totally in shock at what they just heard, but remained in
place and silent.  They listened and observed everything. Master looked at Peter
and got the  impression that indeed Peter had a full bladder. Master then
approved Billy's  request.  Billy went first to `boy' and covered the catheter
with his mouth  and swallowed all of the nectar from within. Both, mom and dad,
watched with a  happy and proud expression. Billy crawled over to Peter,
which the parents also  liked seeing the mode of movement. Billy waited for Peter
to slide his shorts  down. Billy put his mouth completely around the penis in
front of him, almost  swallowing the shaft fully, but pulled back so he wouldn'
t choke. Peter put both  of his hands on the `boys' head and released a
strong flow of urine. Billy  remained there until he had licked the last drop from
his brother.

Now finished Billy assumed the `all fours' proper position, as Peter pulled
his  shorts back up. Both parents stood there with their mouths wide open, in
total  awe.  Billy moved over in front of his father and knelt erect. Staring
straight ahead Billy asked his father if he needed to pee also. It took less
than two seconds before I heard the zipper. Like with Peter, Billy did a
perfect  job of being a urinal. His father praised him for his actions. Billy
moved over  in front of his mother and staying on all fours, asked his mother if
she was  pleased with his progress. His mother said she was so excited about
his actions  and then she rubbed his head. By now the enema and straw were
coming into the  stall.

Master told Cody, what Billy had just done and Cody just smiled, as did Trey.
 They got the enema pail and straw ready for Billy, just as Billy got to
them.  Peter looked at Trey and then to Cody. I was glad now to be able to see
what was  going to happen. Everything and everyone was within my eyesight now.
Also, I was  thankful for the enema pail to only have a small hose on it,
instead of the  large one I got shoved up my butt. I could tell that Peter was
nervous about  doing his first enema in front of his parents. Slowly he placed the
nozzle at  his brothers' hole, and began to insert it. Billy remained silent.
Wisely, Peter  only allowed the water to flow out slowly. While the water was
flowing into  Billy's' abdomen, Cody stood in front of him. Cody kept his
hands on Billy's'  shoulders. Trey moved to the side of Billy and rubbed his
stomach from beneath.  Cody slowly sank to his knees, his crotch directly in
front of Billy's mouth.  Moving his hands to his loincloth, Cody produced his cock
and moved it into  Billy's' mouth. Billy began tasting urine and swallowed
like a good `boy'. Billy  did the same to Trey. Both of the parents were
amazed at what Billy had learned,  and were equally proud of  him.

When Peter was finished with the enema and cleaning of Billy's hole and legs,
he  went and picked up the grease logs. The mother moved in even closer to
watch.  Everyone knew that Billy was a virgin. Everyone knew that this was
really going  to hurt like hell. By now the logs were not frozen but still quite
firm, as  Peter placed the first one at the entrance. Billy instinctively took a
deep  breath and as he exhaled, Peter started the log on its' way into the
hole.  Perhaps being semi-frozen helped Billy take the log a lot better. His
mother  gasped as the log totally disappeared into her `boy'. The second log
went in  with a bit of difficulty and Billy moaned in pain. Not bad for his first
time.

Peter looked up at Master as if to say, two is enough. Master spoke telling
Peter that two is ok for now. "I think you should get the last two in, Peter!"
  exclaimed his mother. "A little pain now, will help your `boy' out in the
future, Peter." The look on Billy's face said it all. Terror!

Trey sat down next to Billy and Cody stayed at the front of him. The third
log  went in slowly, as Billy began to cry. I know what Billy went through, and
believe me two logs are great. Anymore than that will hurt. Finally the third
 log vanished inside of the hole. The fourth log took even longer to
disappear  but it finally did. Billy sucked up his pain and remained still, allowing
his  body to adjust. I think Master was also very pleased with  Billy.

"By the way, does Peter get enemas? Mrs. Parker asked. Master answered by
saying  that Cody gives himself enemas twice a day.

"Well, I think that Peter should receive his first enema today as well.
Perhaps  when we return tonight his father and I will clean him out real, really
good."  She said. Dr. Parker agreed quickly with his wife. I noticed a nice
stiffy  beneath Dr. Parkers pants.

"I can't wait to see what else they learn and see today" said the mother.  "
Tonight will be so much `fun' she said.  " boy does your tummy feel full?"
"Do you feel good?" "Do you need to pee-pee?  Billy nodded in the
affirmative.  While Billy stayed in his proper position, Cody slid under  him and took
his smooth, velvet head into his own mouth and Billy let lose a  river of
urine into  him.

`Well, Dr. Parker, I know you both have a lot to do and see today, with open
houses and all, so perhaps we shouldn't be keeping you any longer. I have
prepared a list of items Peter and his `boy' will need for their stay here. I
have also drawn a map with directions from your hotel on how to locate the
store  where the items are. As a courtesy, I have faxed the order into the store,
so  hopefully they will have it ready when you arrive there. Take your time
and look  around that store, as you may find other items of interest. Oh yes, I
hope you  both looked over the photo's I presented to you yesterday and have
selected  something nice for Peter's `boy'." Master  inquired.

"Yes, we have selected a good number from the pictures we had to look at, and
we  found another one early this morning while we did a bit of  `web surfing'
.  Dr. Parker commented. Handing the photos back to Master in addition to the
one  they printed out, Master looked at the selections and said "Most
appropriate and  extremely pleasing to the eyes. Does this note go with the photos?"
The parents  nodded yes. "Excellent for sure and all will be done by your
return."

With that, the Parkers said their goodbyes and left. Which, was perfect
timing  as I heard the sounds and voices of slaves, guest and masters coming into
the  stable.

Master took the photos and the note, handing them to Cody for safekeeping.
Master permitted Cody to look at the photos and the note. "I doesn't get any
better than this," Cody commented as he put them in my kit  bag.

Master directed Billy to a position in front of me, but closer to the wall
than  me. He was instructed to kneel, and to remain kneeling unless Peter or
Trey told  him to move. He also was to keep his eyes exclusively on me, as I hung
there  being used and  trained.

Master made sure that Peter had also heard the directions given to Billy.
Master  also left a few orders for Trey. Cody appeared into my sight holding two
long  leather  strips.
Master took one strip from Cody and approached my sac. The first word in my
brain was SHIT.  "Since `boys' orbs look somewhat deflated from his saline,
it's best to keep stretching them again." Master made sure that both Trey and
 Peter were watching as he tightly wound my nads separate. This time, Master
was  added extra wraps around each nad. With the loose end of the leather
strips he  reached up and looped them through the same rings that were keeping my
wrists  spread high and wide. Once each nad was wrapped and the strips put
thru their  respective rings, Master gave a steady pull on the strips and my nads
went into  orbit. I screamed through my gag and tried to ease the pain by
getting on my  tiptoes.  I shouldn't have done that. When Master saw what I was
doing he  pulled even harder and then tied the strips in a knot, to each other.
So now if  I wanted to get back on the balls of my feet, I would be
stretching my nads  tremendously and I knew right away that I was in deep  shit.

Master said he would return later, turned and walked away. Two slaves dressed
in  their loincloths began pushing the walls back, allowing all those
entering to  get a fantastic view of our entire area. One of the masters came in to
check out  how I was prepared and made some favorable comments to Cody. The
master noticed  that the chain was still attached to my collar hanging down to my
dick and  beyond. Turning to Cody he asked, "may I?" Cody politely replied, "
Yes Sir". The  master acquired a thick piece of rope, which he attached to
the chain. Then,  taking the chain and rope directly horizontal from my neck,
going over and past  the kneeling Billy, he attached the rope onto a large steel
ring embedded in the  wall. He pulled on the rope to assure that my neck and
head were now affixed so  that my head wouldn't move, even if my body did (or
could).

It was mostly new guest today, with only a small handful of repeats from
yesterday. I think all the masters had passed through every stall, doing small
things like they did to me. Today already started off good and I hoped that the
 remainder would be equally as good. Well, good in what way? Good for whom?
Trey was watching both Billy and myself. Cody was only watching me. Peter was
 standing next to Billy, craning his neck to watch all those passing by, and
trying to get a look at the other `boys'. If only he realized that the
position  I was in last night, another `boy' was in that same exact position today
and so  on. The only difference being what the guest wanted, needed or
desired to do.  Today there was no soft music playing and with the addition of
natural light in  the stable, it was easier to see; even into the darkest of
corners.

The first guest that remained in our space was the one who ended up abusing
me.  Others stood by watching, as the male took a whip from the now uncovered
cart. I  tried to prepare for the whip, but some of you know, preparation is
not  something one can do easily.  The first strike hit me square on my
shoulders and the male worked his way down, avoiding my lower back. With a  vengeance
he attacked my butt and went down my legs until he got to my ankles;  then he
stopped. Several times during the training I lost my balance and my feet
left the two stools, my nads exploded in pain and sweat was gushing out of my
body. Thankfully I didn't have to swing to long, as Cody hurried over and put my
 toes back onto the stools.  When the whipping was over, some of the guest
asked the male why he didn't work on my front. In reply he said " I'm not that
 good yet and I wouldn't want to snag one of `boys' rings." "WELL I AM!"
bellowed  the voice. All the eyes were on the voice. The male came forward,
taking the  whip from the first male. This male couldn't have been more than
thirty years  old. He was dressed in leather pants, leather vest and a leather
cap. His boots  were highly polished. The male presented himself to my face
saying that I should  remember him for a long time to come. At this point my Master
came in and stood  by the back wall, watching the proceedings. I noticed a
look of fear on the  faces of Cody, Trey and Billy but Peter remained
expressionless.

The male took up a position almost on top of Billy, then let the first strike
 hit my chest, above the nipples. The second strike landed just below my
nipples.  Three more strikes on my abs stopping just above my pubic ring. His eyes
not  once left my body. He was transfixed in his mind, so he knew exactly
what he was  doing. Three hits each on each leg and he was done. A loud round of
applause  erupted. Guests came forward to look at all the marks and to shake
his hand.  During his whipping, I failed to notice that Cody had gone behind me
and was  holding my toes to the stools. Cody returned to his place and Master
left our  stall area. The group seemed to move on to the next `boy' all at
the same time,  except for those `returning' males from yesterday.

I could feel hands, groping my butt, right over where the whip had landed it'
s  marks.  Then the hands pulled my cheeks apart and somebody was shoving a
dildo up into me. Further and further it went, until it was completely inside
me. The dildo began  twisting, and moving back and forth. Over and over  again
different dildos where plunged inside my body, each perhaps by a different
male. Each dildo was attacking my hole in a separate way from the previous one.
 On a couple of occasions they shoved a bit to hard or to fast and I raised
up  higher on my toes, creating that pain in my nads. But every one of them was
 heard making good comments about my hole and its new normal appearance.  I
heard the clear snap of the latex gloves. I felt the fingers and then the hand
 enter my hole. The pressure wasn't to bad as the hand turned into a wrist,
then  some of the forearm. Billy was looking between my legs at the whole scene
and  appeared to be amazed at how a males hole could be trained to accept
such a  thing. Peter likewise was paying close attention. I thought Trey was
going to  dump a wad in his shorts, by the looks of the tent he was sporting.
Another snap  of the glove and the first hand pulled out and the second one
entered me.   After he was done, no other hands went inside me. Four of the guest
came around  to my front. So excited and boned, they dropped their pants and
shorts and began  jerking their turkeys.  I couldn't look down to well, but I
knew when they  exploded. Sperm went everywhere and a lot of it hit my legs and
crotch  area.  When finished with their debasement, they pulled their clothes
up  and left the space. Cody took some cloth towels and wiped the sticky stuff
off  of my  body.

The sound of the dinner bell, meant a break for me. Cody sent Trey out to
bring  back the meal for Billy and myself.  Billy ate his a little faster now
than  his first meal. As expected Peter cleaned off his face for him. Cody had
Trey  remove my gag and spoon-feed me my meal. Before Billy could drink his
water,  Peter had him move forward, position himself by my plumbing and swallow
the  contents of my bladder. Not a word was spoken nor was eye contact made.
Billy  returned and slurped up all of his water. The meals were done and the
bowls  removed. My gag was put back in place. Cody told Trey that he was going out
for  his meal and he would bring their meals back when he returned.
Trey and  Peter began instantly comparing the mental notes each tried to keep
in their  head. I listened intently as did Billy. Master stopped in on His
way to mealtime  and saw that everyone and everything was ok and left without
saying a  word.

A not so familiar sound came close to our stall and stopped. Shortly a slave
was  delivering meals to all who were left in the stalls. He brought each of
the  males a tray of wonderful smelling and great looking food. Trey and Peter
sat  down on the straw, next to Billy and ate their meals. Soon the slave was
back  picking up the empty  trays.

Cody returned and said that the masters decided to deliver the meals that way
 instead of the `hit and miss method' so he had hoped that their meal was
ok.

Master then stuck his head in the stall and asked the 3 males to come out
into  the hallway. Billy just looked at me as I tried to bend my head far down
enough  to look at  him.

The three returned. Billy got the first glimpse of their facial expressions
and  even Billy didn't look good. Peter returned to Billy and whispered
something  into his ear. Cody and Trey were just staring at me with glazed eyes.
Something  wasn't going to be so good. I am learning to read faces and eyes well
now. Both  the males came forward and hugged my legs and waist, careful not to
bang into my  nads.  Both of them backed away and silent tears were running
down their  cheeks.  Quickly they rubbed the tears away, but the red eyes
remained.  Cody went to his side of the stall and knelt.  Trey moved away from me
and  stood next to Peter, who did not have red eyes or  tears.

Master walked in with the master from Friday night. I knew this wasn't going
to  be good. The other master handled my nads like a professional wrestler. He
 commented to Master that he would "love to do it".    LOVE  WHAT?  Any way
I looked at it, I was sentenced to more agony. The master  brought with him
his doctor's bag. Soon it was clear what was going on. Two  saline bags were
hung on each side of my head. Clear tubing was attached to each  bag. Since my
nads were already pulled tight, while separated the master thought  it would be
good to fill each one separately as well. The master took some  surgical tape
and wrapped it around my scrotum, between my sac stretcher and my  separated
nads. I could tell that the tape was pulled super tight, just by what  feeling
I could mentally discover. Each nad got a needle stick and the tubing  was
attached to the needle. The flow was adjusted and my Master came forward to
check out the installation. Master then removed the leather strips that were
holding my nads up and out. At least that was some relief. Suddenly, Master took
those same strips and attached them to my ankle cuffs. When he pulled the
leather strips tight, he pulled real hard and I screamed the best I could muster
up. I began to sweat and get light headed. The other master literally came up
to  me and laughed in my face. So now I was going to have stretched and bull
ball  training all over again. I now knew, understood, the desire and need to
have  such a scrotum. It would be something that the other `boys' didn't
have.

Cody and Trey returned to my sides trying to assure me that everything was
ok,  by massaging my body everywhere there wasn't a whip mark.  Peter was with
Billy trying to comfort him as well. I hadn't noticed the tears and silent
cries  from Billy while he was watching this horror take place. This just made me
more  determined not to break down mentally. I would always need my mental
alertness.

As the guest returned from their meal, I think that every single one of them
stopped in to see what was going on. They must have been told about it during
 their meal break. Hell, some of them were still walking around with glasses
of  wonderful smelling ice tea.

A couple of them commented to my Master that they had enjoyed the day, but
had  to be getting back home and prepare for their shift at the "Center".
Master bid  them a good evening and they left. I didn't think much time had passed
since my  day started, but apparently it had.

Master then asked Peter and Trey to `retrieve' a platform that wasn't being
used. While they were gone, Master had Billy move to a different location.

Master then asked Billy if he had learned anything so far and Billy replied
with  a silent `yes'. Master asked him if his knees were ok and again the `
silent  yes'. Master asked him several more questions, each getting the `yes'
response.  Some of the questions asked were of the `mentally probing' kind.

The two males returned carrying a platform and Master told them exactly where
to  set it.  It was set in front of me, far enough away that I could see the
whole platform. Master commanded Cody to clean the top and Cody dutifully
tended  to his task. I didn't recall anything like a suspended `boy' and a
platform in  the same stall yesterday. So I just guess we were going to have
something  different  today.

"Peter, would you kindly place your body upon the platform, face up", Master
 requested. Peter complied without hesitation. Master had Trey and Cody
adjust  his body so that his feet were flat on the table and his butt entrance at
the  very edge. I couldn't see Billy at all, so I hoped he was  ok.

"Ah, here you are!" boasted the ringmaster. "My, My! Doesn't your `boy'
look  wonderful today. And whom do we have here upon the sacrificial altar?" He
laughed. Peters eyes were about to bulge out of their sockets. The ringmaster
 turned to me and looked at my nads, filling with saline. "This will be an
interesting job to say the least," he said. "I'm almost certain that your `boy
'  will spring a leak or two by the time I'm  done."

Master didn't say a word, but he did show him two photos. He pointed to Peter
 laying there. The ringmaster produced his little kit and laid it on the
platform. Master told Peter his parents `good news'. Peter was to get his
nipples pierced, a guiche ring and his ears done. Peter remained still, frozen
with the news that his parents didn't even tell him about this event. Master
informed Peter not to worry, the rings were not going to be big like mine are. I
don't think that mattered to Peter, but maybe it  did.

Then, without notice or warning the Parkers came running into the stall. "
Sorry  about this", Dr. Parker said. "My wife and I decided it would be better
for  Peter and his `boy' if we were here when they got ringed. I hope it's ok,"
 he  asked. Master replied that it was, and in fact was quite nice of them to
think  that  way.

"It will be a few minutes before the ringing begins, so if you haven't eaten
 yet..." Master started to say but was cut a little short. "Oh no, we're
fine,  thanks," said Mrs.  Parker.

" Oh and if you wish, while we wait, you can look at the items we brought
back,  plus the few that we found there that we liked as well," commented Dr.
Parker.  Damn, was daddy Doc getting into his role, or what! Before we  couldn't
get mother to quiet down and now daddy-o is on a roll.   Geezish.  Master was
handed the 3 bags, which appeared to be almost full.  The Parker folks didn't
even say hell-o to their sons. Hell, they didn't even  look at  Billy.

Master looked over the items in each bag and commented that all looked in
order  and that the items they had picked out will come in nice and handy,
starting  now. Master took one item out of the bag and asked Dr. Parker if he wanted
the  honors and he said perhaps Peters mother should do it. Master handed the
item to  Mrs. Parker and both Master and her approached Peter. Dr. Parker got
close  enough to watch the whole  thing.

Master spoke to Peter. " Now then Peter, your parents want you to be ringed
for  a good reason. Small rings such as you are going to receive soon as
symbols of  your life and your own understanding of it. The smaller rings should
remain a  constant reminder to your young mind and body that you are striving to
be the  best master you can be. So there is nothing to worry about. When you
feel the  guiche ring that too is a reminder that your body has the same hole
as your  `boy'. But, your hole should always remain a very sacred place. There
should be  no entry there unless you need it, want it or desire it. And the
ring your  mother is going to put on you is a proud reminder of your status in
the house.  You should wear it proudly, as I know you will. You will get used
to it  quickly.

With that said, Master stepped aside a little and the mother approached
Peter.  She seemed to know exactly what to do. In her hand was a silver ring. It
was two  inches in diameter and one inch wide. She slid the ring over Peter's
scrotum,  pulling the flesh and orbs through one at a time. Then she took hold
of her  sons' penis for the first time in about 17 years and started to push
the penis  head through the ring. Once the head was through she got a firmer
grip on his  penis and finished pulling it through. After some tugging here and
there she had  the ring in place. Peter sat up on his elbows and looked at his
new cock ring.  His mother and father, both of them, kissed Peter on the
forehead. Then his  father gave him another little peck, right on the  lips.

"Billy, come see your masters new ring and how proudly he displays his
scrotum  and penis." Dr. Parker commanded. Billy rose and stood next to Peter's
waist  looking at the new ring. "He is displaying this for you. So that you will
always  remember that his penis and scrotum are for you to worship." Billy
stood  silent.  "Now `boy', said Dr. Parker, " I think it is only proper that
you  show Peter some  respect,"

Billy didn't need to be told what to do. He leaned in a kissed the scrotum,
kissed the penis head. Then he swallowed the penis completely within his own
mouth. Billy was not sucking on the penis. He had never done that before. He
was  just holding it in his  mouth.

The ringmaster was well beyond being ready to start the piercings. So he told
my  Master that it would be ok if the mouth covered the penis during piercing
and  Master consented to it. Billy started licking the penis and the penis
began to  harden. The ringmaster did both ears and Peter didn't even flinch.
When the  nipples were done, Peter jerked and hollered out a little. When the
guiche ring  was put in he hardly moved, but he knew it had been done. What
everyone, except  a few, didn't know was that Peter emptied his bladder into Billy'
s stomach  during the piercings. The ringmaster told Peter that a guiche ring
heals better  and faster if he didn't wear a lot of clothes the first week.
His parents said  that going naked for a week wouldn't be a  problem.

Dr. and Trey helped Peter off the platform. Peter went wobble knees for a
second  or two while his blood flow returned. Both parents complimented Peter on
his  continuing changes. Master asked Peter to follow him out into the aisle
way,  which he did.

While Master was talking to Peter, the Parkers were looking at me and
touching  my whip marks. They were even fondling my nads. Then they went to my
backside  and inspected my hole. Mrs. Parker exclaimed that it looked like a horse
had  been up inside me. Dr. Parker explained how my hole got to its present
condition, why it was needed to be this way, and that for some `boys' this is
most normal in appearance. She understood and seemed to of approved of that
explanation.  Now they returned to my nads and the mother was asking  questions
and the Doctor was doing well in answering them. Cody had finished  cleaning
off the platform and the ringmaster was preparing all for Billy. Poor  Billy
had no clue what was coming. Billy was just kneeling near me, absorbing  every
word his parents  spoke.

Master and Peter returned but stopped short, so they could retrieve some
items  from the bags. Master called the parents over and explained to them that a
very  serious ceremony was about to take place and that neither of them would
be  allowed to say a word. They didn't understand completely but they agreed.
Master  had Trey pull all the walls back so that our space was in total
privacy. Trey  even slid the front one  closed.

Master walked up to young Billy and asked him to mount the platform and to
sit  so that his legs were over the edge of the table. Billy did as told. Now he
was  facing me so I could see what was going on. Master went back and put
some items  in his hands and Trey had items in his hands as well. Both approached
Billy and  Billy had a look of terror on his face. Master gave Trey a very
odd look and  Trey froze solid. Cody already knew. I sure  didn't.

Peter approached and stood firmly in front of his brother. "Billy, now you
know,  that I love you and always have. Now the time has come for me to ask you,
to  tell you, that I want you to become my proper `boy'. I want to be your
master.  We both have much to learn and we shall learn together. So now I
desire to place  my collar upon your neck and claim you as  mine."

Billy smiled and leaned forward towards Peter. Peter produced a good looking
iron collar and placed it around Billy's neck. Closing the collar he took a
small padlock and secured it to the collar. Billy reached up and felt the
smoothness and weight of the collar and smiled back at Peter. "Thank you  Master,"
 Billy  said.

"The collar is a reminder to you that you are meant to serve and to pleasure
your master and your family. The cuffs you are going to receive shall remind
you  of your bonding with master." With that said, Peter installed iron cuffs,
 identical to mine on Billy's wrists and  ankles.

"The ring you are about to receive shall be worn with pride. It shall serve
as a  reminder to you that your cock and balls belong to me. The ring will keep
your  cock and balls properly displayed for viewing and for my enjoyment. The
ring  will assure you that when you move about, that your master is always
with you.  With that, Peter put on Billy's cock and ball ring. It was spiked
like mine, but  not quite as wide. It looked fantastic on  Billy.

"Now boy, I desire and need to have some of you within me." With that said
Peter  leaned over and took Billy's dick into his own mouth. Damn! Billy let go
and  Peter swallowed every drop of Billy's nectar. Finished, Peter stood
erect and  gave Peter a nice  kiss.

"And so there is no mistake when it comes to who controls your penis, I am
placing this splint on it so that the hand can not touch the skin, unless I
remove it." Peter produced the splint. He slid it down the whole shaft and put
the balls through it as well. The penis was covered now, in a lightweight
splint, and the nads stood out even further. Peter seemed pleased. Billy was
beaming. Billy's dick was now and forever sticking straight  out.

Peter gave Billy one more public show of affection and then the parents came
forward with tears in their eyes kissed their  sons.

The ringmaster kind of muscled his way in to congratulate Billy and Peter.
Trey  and Cody were likewise in tears and both of them got to Billy and Peter
and  hugged and kissed them both. Everyone stood aside at Billy's wishes, and
Billy  sat there, teary eyed, staring right into my eyes. He scooted off the
table,  went to my Master and knelt. Billy kissed the boots of my Master. Master
pulled  Billy to standing and kissed him firmly on the lips. Billy returned to
me. Trey  and Peter lifted Billy onto their shoulder so he was eye level with
me. He  hugged me and kissed my cheek over and over again. He whispered to
me, " I love  you boy." He was lowered to the ground and he went back to
sitting on the  table.

Billy took it upon himself to lay back on the platform. Peter and Trey bound
his  wrists to the sides. They placed his feet firmly on the table and bound
his  ankles. Cody bound his head. Master bound his chest and abs. The parents
moved  to the back wall, out of the  way.

The ringmaster started at the ears and worked his way down. I guess Billy was
 still high on adrenalin. He hardly flinched when the nipples were done.
Peter  then realized that if Billy got a Prince Albert ring, that the splint couldn
't  come off unless the ring was removed. Peter smiled the whole time Billy
was  yipping while getting his dick ringed. The guiche ring came next and that
wasn't  too bad. The ringmaster looked at Peter and showed him another ring
along with  the photo. Peter nodded and then the ringmaster went to work driving
a hole in  Billy's septum. Billy fainted from the pain, and when he regained
his awareness  he found that his snout ring was identical to mine. Dr. Parker
came forward to  the ringmaster, thanked him, shook his hand and within his
hand was a wad of  money for the job just performed. With all the experience in
caring for body  rings there wasn't much worry about infections, Master would
make sure of that.  Billy was released from the platform and helped down so
his feet were flat on  the straw floor. He quickly discovered the spikes on the
cinch ring and the wide  ring down by his ass. He moved his legs apart real
fast! His mind started to  feel the heaviness of the rings. All of the rings, he
discovered, were identical  to mine.

The ringmaster came to me next. He asked if I could be released and laid on
the  platform. Master bluntly told him no. I had forgotten what he was
scheduled to  do to me. The ringmaster put grommets in my two rings on the dick and a
grommet  for my guiche ring. He stretched my pubic piercing and gave me a much
larger  ring. He glanced at Trey then over to my Master. He began piercing
the underside  of my penis fitting it with a large ring at the base and
decreasing the ring  size at he approached the end. All the rings were 6 gauge, the
largest was 1.5"  in diameter the smallest one 3/4th an inch. They each had the
same size  bead.  He had just completed a perfect `frenum ladder'. Knowing
about the  wand that was being made for me, ringmaster had to make a large hole
near the  bottom edge of my dick. He stuck something along side my catheter
just before he  poked a hole in my dick. To keep the hole open and healing he
placed a small  diameter Prince Albert ring in my dick, BUT it was a struggle
getting it in and  past my catheter. Job complete. NOT... The ringmaster took out
some weird looking  forceps. He gently grasps my right nad and got a fair
amount of skin in between  his fingers. He placed the clamp on the skin and
quickly stuck a needle through,  followed by yet another thick, large ring. He did
the same to the left nad and  this time I created a panic in the stall when I
passed dead out.  I don't  know who, or how but when I came too, I was lying on
the floor with my feet  slightly elevated.  The ringmaster wasn't there, nor
Master. Just the  Parkers, Billy and Peter, Trey and Cody. They were all
sitting around me, except  for the parents who found it best to sit on the
platform. I didn't have my gag  in but my nads were still separated and full of
saline. I was moved so that my  head was in Trey's lap and I felt secure and wanted.
I could hear others, again,  getting decorated by the ringmaster and I
blocked out that sound. Dr. Parker  came over to see how I was doing and he seemed
pleased with my pulse rate and  skin color. I caught the stare from Billy and
it came complete with a smile.

Mrs. Parker inquired if Peter was still set for his cleaning and Cody replied
in  the affirmative. The pail and straw had already been brought in while I
was out  cold. Cody and Peter took the platform out of the stall. Upon their
return Cody  put down the new straw and the both of them hung the full
five-gallon pail. I  had wondered originally if Peter thought the cleaning would be
forgotten about.  Peter went down on all fours. Dr. Parker placed a pad over
Peters new guiche  ring, to keep it dry. Trey went over and politely pulled Peters
knees so far  apart that Peter's head went right to the floor. Mrs. Parker
told Peter how nice  he looked like that, which embarrassed poor Peter. Billy
came over and knelt  with his new master. Mrs. Parker took the nozzle and just
shoved it right in,  and Peter jumped a bit. Dr.Parker told Peter to remain
still and take it like a  man. Mrs. Parker started in on Peter as well. She
wanted to make sure Peter knew  how he felt when he would be cleaning out his `boy'
. She increased the flow to  almost wide open and Peter's stomach started to
distend quite nicely. Dr Parker  looked up and noticed the pail was almost
empty. He went over to his wife and  handed her a small buttplug. When the tube
went empty she removed the nozzle and  shoved the plug in dry. Peter let out a
loud scream but breathed his way back to  something near normal. She told
Peter to relax and enjoy the feeling of the  water and the plug. She told Billy he
would be cleaning up the dirty straw and  cleaning his masters body. She
grabbed one of Billy's hands and put it over  Peters hole. Then she yanked the
plug out and the liquid flew out, bouncing off  of Billy's hand and dropping to
the straw below. When Peter was empty, Billy  moved the dirty straw out of the
way and cleaned his masters' hole and legs.  Billy then took the dirty straw
and placed it in a wheelbarrow just outside the  stall. Peter felt empty yet he
felt pleased that he had now experienced his  first cleaning. Mrs.Parker
looked at her husband and inquired if he desired  anything else. He thought it
would be nice if Billy would clean his masters'  hole again this time with his
tongue. Billy complied without hesitation or  reservation. I think Billy wanted
to appear eager and willing, just like  me.

It was now that Master returned and was told of Peter's enema. Master said
that  Peter should now understand the need and the feelings of receiving enemas.
The  last meal of the weekend was now ready and Master asked the Parkers to
join him.  All of the us were told to remain in the stall and our meals would
be brought in  to us. Being in the stall without Master or the Parkers allowed
us some `free  time' to chat amongst ourselves, which turned out to be very
informative for all  of  us.

However, Master had planned what he was going to speak with the Parkers
about.  Master was going to control the conversation, not them. Master started off
by  asking them what they thought so far of the changes in their sons.  Both
of  them were very happy and excited over the changes.  Master explained that
the two boys were experiencing the `real world' now and not just the parental
 domination at the ranch. Master told them that Peter is off to a great start
on  becoming a master, and that they should remember that Billy is now a `boy'
 for  Peter first, and a `slave' for them when he is not with his  master.

Master then asked them both if there was anything that they thought should of
 happened today, that disappointed them. The Parkers seemed pleased so far.
They  understood that weekends are not really meant for new masters and slaves,
so  much as for the `group'. They also understood that most weekends do not
have  `guests'.

Master asked them if there was anything that they would like `boy' or `master
'  to be exposed to this evening and the coming days at Master's home. Dr.
Parker  started off by saying that he desired the `boy' to learn proper oral
gratification this week. The `boy' should be exposed to `anal penetration'
as  well. Both of the parents agreed that `boy' should be taught that licking
clean  his `masters' rectum is proper. Master told them that all this would
be taught  within the week, but that a bit more bonding between the two of
great  importance. He explained in detail what He meant by  `bonding'.

Mrs. Parker had several questions, which Master found interesting and most
exciting. She wondered if `boy' could get a hole that would look `normal', as
 she thought mine was so `cute'. Master assured her that the `boy' could
have  such; and she asked for that transformation to begin when appropriate.
Master  agreed.

She also asked about the nipple stretching. She felt very strongly about it
and  wanted `boy' to have the longest nipples possible. Master told her that
such  stretching; in order to be `semi-permanent' takes a lot of time,
patience and  pain. She, again, asked for the stretching to  begin.

Like the nipples, she asked about the scrotum. She wondered if `boy' would
be  better off without them. Master told her all the pro's and con's of
removing the  testicles. She opted not to pursue the removal, however; since the
scrotum was  going to remain she thought it would be nice to have them enlarged,
like mine.  Master agreed and said that a normal `boy', in his opinion,
should always have  enlarged  testicles.

Several more areas were discussed as the meal continued. Both of the parents
continued to follow along with everything Master said. Master conveyed to
them  that from what he has seen of the bonding and fellowship of "our own little
 group" that Peter and Billy would learn quickly and that the time spent will
be  good for all of them. Master was on a mission again.  <g>

Master felt that their shorts visits here this weekend were good for their
sons,  and them. Master told them that perhaps they should NOT return to the
stable  after their meal. Master invited them to His home for their meals
tomorrow,  before they flew back north the day after. Master thanked them for
bringing the  needed items today, plus the few extra ones, like the splint. Master
made a  suggestion for them to re-visit that store tomorrow if they had time and
take  another look around. He told them that after breakfast in the morning,
He would  give them a tour of His home and training area  (s).

The Parkers seemed agreeable with all of Masters suggestions. Master had `
baked  the cake' and tomorrow He would be putting on the icing; and the Parkers
hadn't  even noticed a thing.  <VEG>

The meal done, conversations over; the Parkers got in their rental car and
drove  back to the  hotel.

Master returned to us, to find us all either standing or kneeling properly.
He  commented that He was extremely proud of all of us. Since it had been a
long and  emotional, painful and even stressful day; Master told us to prepare
the stall  for our departure. The stall was to be left clean and spotless and
all items put  back in their proper places. Every one of us was glad to know,
the weekend  `party' was coming to a close.
Master stood silently, as we all began to move  about. Suddenly Master spoke
in a stern and demanding voice. "I don't recall,  telling the `boys' to help
clean and straighten up".  Billy and myself went  directly to our knees, head
on the  floor.

Billy and I remained in our proper positions all the way to the vehicle. Damn
 sure glad Master got his big suv for Cody. We need it now, for sure. Trey
and  Peter put our belongings into the very back. Trey took my chain leash and
got me  into the very last seat and he sat right next to me. In front of us sat
Billy  and Peter. Cody drove, as Master just sat there, thinking, pondering
thoughts of  today and  tomorrow.

Trey was very kind to me on the trip back to the house. He quietly spoke to
me.  He stroked my body and did a lot of `lip locking'. I think the things he
whispered in my ear were the best words I had heard in a long  time.


End of Part 21


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