Date: Thu, 12 Feb 2009 15:19:21 -0800 (PST)
From: Tim Boy <canadafarmboi@yahoo.com>
Subject: Serving Master Rock (Part 5)

This story involves consensual sex between adult men. If this offends you,
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Serving Master Rock Part 5

I arrived at Master Rock's home on Friday after work. It is now Sunday
morning and my first edge training of the day is the urgency of my
bowels. Master Rock lets me drink his morning piss in bed, but he pulls the
plug from my ass and plays maliciously with my asshole and pulls at my red
and sore cock head with the Ring pierced through it.

When he is satisfied that I have suffered enough, he gives me these
instructions. "I allow you two toilets a day. They must begin with a cold
water enema, holding, then release. If you need more to be clean and ready
for me, you may douche twice. After that, you are allowed only 15 minutes
to brush your teeth, shave your entire body head to toe, and shower. I want
you back in the kitchen in 30 minutes with your collar and ball stretcher
on. Today will really push your limits, so get going boi."

I nearly sprinted to the toilet. After my release, I douched as
instructed. I knew I was clean for whatever anal assault he may have
planned for me. I found his personal bathroom was huge and well equipped
for body shaving. The multi-head shower was entirely mirrored, so I could
see all my body parts as I shaved myself clean. There wasn't much to do but
take off the new stubbly since my grooming from Master Pierce yesterday. I
was promptly in the kitchen where my Master was reading the paper nude,
sporting a hard on and a smile. "Bacon, eggs, toast, coffee and pancakes
boi. Get a move on!" It was clear I was to serve him in all aspects of his
domestic life. I was quite capable in the kitchen, and when I went to plate
the food, he stood, brought me my dog bowl, and dumped my plate into it. He
opened the fridge and pulled out an old uncapped beer bottle and poured the
contents over my food. It was yellow and cloudy, clearly someone's beer
piss from some previous play night, with a healthy load of jizz mixed
it. He served me my food on the floor as he ate at the table.

"Boi, as I eat here, looking at your ass with your face down in that bowl,
it distresses me that your hole is not being exercised to strengthen its
ability to fuck me better. I also don't like that your balls so close to
your body."

I ate quickly, wondering if my body would be punished for these
imperfections that were momentarily out of my control. He finished eating
and took a large tapered dildo with a handle base. He inserted it about 8
inches deep, where it rubbed squarely on my prostate's hot spot. I was so
hard and dripping. Then, he attached a 2 pound weight to my ball stretcher
and dropped it abruptly. "OOOOwwwwwweeeeeee!" I yelp as the ball stretching
began.

"Shut up boi. You are lucky I don't have you castrated! I like you eating
your own jizz too much to do that!" He laughed at himself, but I realized I
both feared and adored him. He made me do the dishes with the dildo in
place and weight pulling my sore nuts toward the ground. After that, I was
to dust and vacuum his house which was quite a chore with over 2000 square
feet. Then he sent me to the basement to lay on the table with my feet in
stirrups. He attached the chest strap, wrist and ankle straps so my ass was
well exposed and I could not move. He lit a candle and poured some hot wax
on my nipples. "Tell me what you fellow workers will say or ask tomorrow
when they see your bald head?"

"I work in an office sir, and I think they will probably assume I wanted a
new look."

"If they ask, tell them you were required to do it. If they ask more, tell
them that you have met someone who is in charge of the way you look."

"Yes sir." I was suddenly more humiliated realizing that this was not just
going on inside his house behind closed doors. Many people at work did not
even know I was gay, let alone a fuck toy for some hot leather daddy.

After he poured some hot was on my sore cock head and aching balls, he put
a two pound weight on my Prince Albert Ring and a heavier weight on my
nuts, so now both were dangling over the end of the table. He pulled out my
dildo and took a string of anal beads off the wall. There were at least 10
beads on this monster, but the first bead was only ½ inch diameter, and
they got increasingly bigger up to a 4 inch ball at the end. I wasn't sure
what the wires at the end were for, but I soon found out. After he stuffed
me with 8 beads, my ass as screaming to capacity. "Clench that tight boi,
and don't lose any, no matter what happens."

He walked to his workout bench and started to do his daily bench presses
and exercises as if I wasn't even there. But he had a small remote with
him. He told me to count his reps, which I could see clearly strapped to my
table by peering between my elevated legs. "One, Two, Three, Four...," I
began. I no idea when or why he was displeased with my counting of his
workout reps, but periodically, he would just press the remote, and the
anal beads inside me started vibrating like crazy! At first, it got me
hard, even with my dick weighted from the ring. My prostate responded
favorably to the stimulation, but then I realized that my ass tried to
relax and I was going to lose a bead. "Shit," I exclaimed out loud. He
laughed! He knew what I was going through. He wanted to edge me to fill my
ass, but the vibrating beads was limiting my anal control and capacity. The
harder I tried to clench them in, the weaker I felt.

He must have done 10 sets of 12 reps when I finally lost not just one bead
but three in quick succession. "Had enough boi? You'll be punished for
this. I was going to let you cum today, but now, you must go til next
Friday before you orgasm for me. However, we should not deprive you of
jizz. I have Master Pierce on a mission to always collect hot samples of
jizz from his trainees and his clients. I think we'll have to make a cum
whore out of you. Eh boi?"

"Yes sir," was all I could say. I could not imagine going a week without
cumming. I hadn't gone that long since before puberty! But what could he
possibly do to make me a cum whore? I would soon find out.

"Before I get you into whore duty, I think I'd like to enjoy your ass." He
pulled out all but two anal beads and turned on the vibrations. Then, he
entered me with his fat uncut cock and slam fucked me good and hard. When
he was about to cum, he'd pull out. His own edge control was amazing, but
it was driving me wild. Image how my cock and nuts hurt each time his
thrust would swing the weights attached to me, and make me ache more. My
prostate was getting vibrated and cock fucked, but my own cock was
stretched and pained. After nearly 30 minutes of fucking me, he let go
without warning, filling me with jizz. "You better always appreciate how
this marks you as my own boi. You better always be grateful for my cum."

"Thank you sir," I said with tears in my eyes and trembling in my voice. He
removed his cock and the anal beads. He put the two beads in my mouth to
suck clean while he held a vile to my swollen anus.  "Give me back my jizz
boi. Nice and easy, work it out." I pushed out my anus and he played with
it with his fingers. "Your cunt is so beautiful after its been used boi.
You need to strengthen it daily, but fuck is that one sweet twat hole boi!"

I eventually emptied his jizz into the vile, and he brought it to my face.
"Just pour it on your tongue. Don't swallow til I tell you pig."

He removed my anal beads from my mouth and poured his cum mixed with my ass
juices onto my tongue. He released my ankle and wrist straps to free me and
moved me to a standing position, with my cock and balls stretched from the
weights. "Swallow now boi. Show me what a cum pig you are."

I swallowed, and he forced my mouth open with his fingers, inspecting it
roughly for any sign of cum. "Good boi! You'll be ready for what awaits you
when Master Pierce and his pig arrive soon!"

To be continued.
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