Date: Tue, 3 Feb 2009 18:20:23 -0800 (PST)
From: Tim Boy <canadafarmboi@yahoo.com>
Subject: Serving Master Rock (Part 2)

This story involves men having consensual sex with men. If this is
offensive to you, do not proceed. If you have feedback, or comments about
this encounter, please email my master at canadafarmboi@yahoo.com

Serving Master Rock (Part 2)

When I arrived at my Master's last night, I was only wearing a jock strap
and metal cock ring. Now, sleeping on my dog mat, I was still in the cock
ring but had a three tier plug stretching my ass. I was hard and horny when
I woke, wondering when he would come for me. I drank the water in the dog
bowl and ate the food. It was chopped eggs, but I am sure he had cum and
pissed in it, for it tasted and smelled like Him.

Today is Saturday. I signed a contract that said I would return to my
regular job, Monday to Friday, but give him my income. I could only assume
that he would use me all weekend, train me to serve him, and then set me
free to go earn my keep. After three months, I could choose to walk away or
become his slave.

After last night, I would have agreed to become his slave right now. I was
longing to have this plug replaced with him cock and to relieve my bowels
so he could load me up with his piss and semen. Just as I was thinking
about him, the door opened and he was standing before me wearing a leather
jock and vest. "I see you ate boi. Ready to begin?"

"Yes sir, I am ready for you sir." He put a leather collar around my neck
and secured it with a padlock. I could hear someone upstairs, walking
toward the basement. He led me to the centre of the room, and walked behind
me to remove the plug. It was both a pain and relief to have it gone, but
then I felt empty. He turned on a garden type hose and pushed it into my
hole. It flooded quickly with cold, chilling water. "Hold that enema boi,
you only get 2 douches a day, and I want you clean boi." He shut off the
flow, and then pulled out the hose. As he fingered my ass deeply, a tall,
hairy bear of a man came down the stairs and stood in front of me.

"Master Pierce is here to help you become more fully mine, boi. Say hello,
boi."

"Hello Master Pierce, sir." He laughed and slapped my face lightly.

"He's got too much hair, Rock. He needs some pruning." As they talked about
me as if I wasn't there, Master Pierce removed his huge uncut dick from his
jeans and rubbed it across my face. "Thirsty, boi?"

"Yes, Master Pierce sir. Yes sir."

"Open up, pig. Here's your breakfast of champions." He released a torrent
of piss that was so raunchy, he must have been drinking beer all night. I
swallowed, as Master Rock continued to finger my hole that was so stretched
with cold enema water. When he finished feeding me his morning flow, Master
Rock pulled me up from behind by pinching my nipples and literally lifting
me by them. I cried out in pain and surprise, and Master Pierce squeezed my
cock hard, trying to soften if to remove it from the cock ring. "We need
you naked to remove your hair, boi." He twisted and squashed my cock until
he and roughly withdrawn it from the ring, and then he yanked it over my
balls, bruising them and causing further moans from me. It wasn't even 8am,
and my stomach was full of piss, my ass was full, my tits where being
stretched and tortured, and my cock and balls were bruised. What more could
follow, I wondered?

"Do you have to relieve yourself, boi?" Master Rock asked me?

"Yes sir, I do."

"Well, your bucket of piss is still here from last night, boi. Use it. You
have one minute."  They release me, as I ran to squat over the bucket. I
forgot I had a collar and lease on me, and I nearly fell backwards just as
I neared the bucket. They laughed, but I reached forward, straining to pull
the bucket to me, then squatted to release my full bowels.

They both enjoyed watching me humiliate myself, being a dog, relieving
myself on command, with no privacy or self control. I was under their
control. I was filled with an overwhelming feeling of gratitude that my
bowels were free, but I was squatting over a bucket of my own filth, and I
began to gag. I still needed to piss, so I began to pee as my minute came
to a close.

"Hold that boi." He gave me the sleeve, and I finished pissing into the
enema bottle from last night. "For later boi." He set it aside.

"He's all yours, Master Pierce." My Master just went upstairs and left me
there. I heard the front door open and close, and a car leave. I was
afraid.

Master pierce took a clipper from the wall and told me to kneel before him,
his fat cock always in my face. He cut off all my blonde hair, then told me
to hold up my arms, as he removed my underarm hair. Then he stripped my
chest clean. "Stand, and spread your legs wide, pig." I obeyed, fearing him
completely.

He removed my pubes, ass hair and leg hair. I felt like a boy before
puberty. When he shut off the clipper, he led me to a sink where he
proceeded to shave any remaining stubble from my body. I was completely
naked now. I felt ashamed. I saw myself in a mirror and began to cry.

He slapped my ass, and smiled saying, "You'll get used to it boi. Only
Masters and real men are hairy, boi. You are meant to serve, and your naked
state reflects that."

He pointed to a table with stirrups which looked like a doctor's examining
table. I obediently laid down on it and he fastened leather straps around
my ankles and my wrists.  I was helplessly exposed to his wishes. I was
shaking. He turned on a bright light over my head. I squinted from the
glare. He brought a curved piercing needle before my face and showed me its
sharp point and tapered curve to a fat end. I began to sweat at the thought
of what he might do next. "Relax boi, I'm a doctor. I know how to take care
of you. Your master asked me to pierce your cock to mark you as his
own. You will take this with no numbing so you will remember that even in
pain, you serve Master Rock."

I was immediately soft as I feared the piercing of my urethra. Master
Pierce however, told me it would hurt less if I was hard, and he started
stroking my cock and balls to get me hard. As my dick grew to its full
length, he opened my urethra with a tapered sound. Once inserted and my
piss slit was straining from the stretch, he quickly and skilfully pierce
my cock through the piss slit and exited on the underside of my cock. I
yelped and held my breath. There was surprisingly little blood due to the
sound and his tapered needle. I was strapped down, but he left the fat end
of the needle in my cock as he pulled a Prince Albert ring and threaded
ball from a small box. "This is engraved with your Master's brand. You will
never remove this while you are in his service, boi." He pulled out the
needle and sound, then pushed the ring through my cock piercing and
threaded the ball. He applied some kind of sterilizer that stung like
hell. I yelped and whimpered until the pain subsided, but when he untied
me, I could see how submissive I looked with no hair, a dog collar and a
Prince Albert with my Master's brand.

He put a bandage on my cock head and told me he would help take the focus
off my new piercing. He made me get back on the floor like a dog. He lubed
up my ass with just his spit, then he finger fucked me until I was ready
for a set of large anal beads. Once he was satisfied that the six anal
beads held me sufficiently distracted from my cock, he put me back on my
dog beg in the closet and let himself out.

I eventually fell asleep only to be awakened by my Master. He was pleased
with his inspection of my newly shaved form with the addition of the
piercing. He pulled on it, and I whimpered, but he kissed me on the mouth
for the first time and said, "Good boi. I think you are going to like it
here."

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