Date: Tue, 13 Jul 2004 22:06:17 EDT
From: Arovingi@aol.com
Subject: Service, Part I

     I knocked on the door with trepidation. I was told to show up at 6,
clean, with no deodorant or cologne.  There was no answer and I did not
know whether to leave, as my instincts told me, to or wait.  I tried
knocking again and, almost instantaneously, heard the unlocking of the
door.  When we spoke on the phone after having chatted on-line for a month,
I was told only to address him as "Sir" and that there would be no chatting
or small talk.  I was told to wear only jeans and a tee shirt.  No
underwear as I would be naked once I walked in the door. In fact, I was
given prior instructions to undress as soon as I entered the door and get
on my knees.

     When I entered I saw that Sir was already upset with something.  He
said, "I heard you the first time you knocked you piece of shit. I did not
move fast enough for you?"  I did not know how to respond and found myself
a bit overwhelmed by Sir's looks. I saw the picture he had sent in an email
early in our discussion, but it did not do justice.  Sir was jet black with
a shaved head, goatee, and beautiful full lips.  His anger only increased
the intensity of his dark eyes.  He was dressed only in gym shorts and the
outline of his cock was evident.  "I'm sorry Sir," was all I could stammer.

     He looked at me disapprovingly, "And didn't I tell you to undress as
soon as you entered and get down on the floor".  I realized that I had
failed in the very first instruction. I stupidly replied, "I am sorry Sir".
He frowned and said, "I do not want to hear 'I'm sorry' again.  Next time,
I just send you home."

     I immediately pulled off my jeans and tee shirt and saw what I already
knew, I had a full erection.  I got on my knees and put my head down.  I
heard Sir walking around me.  I felt an harsh sting on my ass and the sound
on his slapping me there almost echoed. Sir then placed a hood over me and
I was passed into almost comforting darkness.  "You're a fucking slug,
aren't you?" he asked sternly.  "Yes, Sir, I am", I agreed.  "Then that is
what I will call you," he informed me.  He then attached a collar around my
neck and I heard the click of a leash.  With a snap, he began to pull me in
a direction but, on my knees, I could not move quickly enough and fell.  I
felt another jerk on my collar which forced me up. "Move faster, you
fucking slug", he hissed.  He pulled again and I was able to move forward.

     We passed into another darker room and Sir ordered me to stand up.  I
felt Sir's hands running over my body.  Feeling my nipples, ass, cock and
balls.  I then heard sink water run and realized I was in the bathroom.  I
heard the clicking of scissors and felt that Sir was clipping my pubic
hair.  "So you are prepared to spend the weekend with me, slug" I heard.  I
could only nod.  "Even a slug like you will learn something after a weekend
with me."  I nodded again.

     "We will start with your cunt hair', he announced.  "Next, after this
weekend if I decide to continue with you, we will shave all of your hair.
That is one of your many tributes to me".  I then felt a razor shaving my
balls and all hair anywhere near my cock.  "Much better", I heard him
mutter.  I felt his cool hand running along my obviously hairless balls.
He then began to squeeze my balls and I felt my knees give slightly.  "Take
my shorts off, slug", he commanded.  I felt for the waistband and removed
them.  "Now, adore my cock like it is everything important in your life".
I dropped to my knees and felt for his cock. Even with my hood on, I tell
his cock would be the largest I had ever had. I put his semi-flaccid cock
in my mouth and felt it begin to grow as I kissed it, licked it and sucked
it.  I did begin to feel a pride in Sir's cock being in my mouth.  Sir
said, "Get to know my smell, taste and feel. You will come to love it.  Now
stand up."  I did as I was told still relishing the taste of Sir in my
mouth.

     I could not tell exactly what it was, but Sir put a device on my
cock. He then put nipple clamps on each of my nipples at a fierce tension.
He then connected them to the cock device causing me to have to bow
slightly in order to reduce the pressure.  He pushed me back onto the floor
again and said, "Now finish what you began, slug".  Sir was now fully erect
and I knew that I was going to have trouble taking him all in my mouth.  I
used my hands and began to stroke him while taking as much of him in my
mouth as I was able.  Sir began to pulse deeper into my mouth then I could
handle and I felt myself gagging.  I concentrated on controlling my gagging
and, fortunately, Sir pulled out.  I then heard him say, "Now lick my hand,
slug," I began licking and realized that he had cum into his hand.  I
lapped at his hand until the puddle in it was cleaned away.

     "That was not bad, slug", he said almost with praise, "but next time
your going to take more of me. No cheating next time.  Now you will put my
shorts on me again."  I felt around the floor until I found his shorts and
held them while Sir got into them.

     "Are you hungry, slug," Sir asked me.  I was afraid to say "no", so I
nodded. "Good", he said, "I made dinner".  Sir then took my hood off and
there was a flood of light.  My eyes adjusted while I now saw the bathroom
with the scissors, razor and my hair on the floor.  Sir pulled me by the
leash into the kitchen.  There, I saw the table set for only one.  Sir sat
down and said, the food is on the stove, serve me. On the stove I saw pasta
with a perfect smelling clam sauce.  I put the pasta in a bowl and added
the sauce carrying it over to Sir.  There was an opened bottle of wine and
a wine glass so I poured him the wine and took it to him as well.  I stood
next to Sir, still slightly bowed.  "I'm sorry." he mockingly said, "You
said you were hungry."  He picked up a bowl from the floor.  He then began
chewing the pasta and then spitting it into the bowl. After it accumulated,
he placed it on the floor next to another bowl and said, "Eat it all, slug.
I want it all gone".  As there were no utensils, I knew I was supposed to
eat it directly from the bowl and I began to lap it up.  Sir then said,
"Your drink is in the next bowl, I want that gone too.  It is a cocktail
that you will relish" I began to lick my drink and knew immediately that it
was Sir's piss and could see that it had streams of cum in it too.  I
slurped it up exchanging between Sir's piss concoction and the regurgitated
pasta.  Sir asked me, "Do you like it all?" and I replied " I do Sir".
"I'm glad", he said, "because I froze the drink too and you can have it as
a popsicle treat later if you continue to do well."  I actually found
myself thankful of the thought of pleasing Sir and then getting his treat.

     There was a knock on the door and Sir looked at me and said, "Oh, that
must be the first guest.  You had better get the door".