Date: Thu, 21 Apr 2005 11:22:53 -0400
From: Bruno Ciardi <brunoman51@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sir Called Part 15

After about two hours of sitting in the sun, Master Mauricio ordered me to
get up, that it was time to go to our room for a while. He led me over to
where the outdoor showers were. Instead of letting me take a shower, he took
the garden hose attached to the side of the wall and started to water me
down. "Soap yourself slave" He ordered. In front of everyone who was looking
on i soaped my whole body. Then, when he was satisfied, he rinsed me off. He
handed me his own used towel that i had carefully folded to take back to the
room. Before i was allowed to dry off he ordered me to put the towel to my
nose and smell it. i did so. Then, in front of several men who were
watching, he interrogated me.

"What do you smell, slave?"

"The body of a Master, Sir"

"What does the smell do for you slave?"

"It makes me want to serve you Sir"

As i was speaking these words, my cock grew harder, demonstrating to anyone
watching this ritual that i was not an unwilling slave to Master Mauricio.
It made me happy to see a look of satisfaction on his face. After several
more questions and answers for the entertainment of those around us, Master
Mauricio had me dry off and led me back to our room. Once there, he had me
order him a beverage then had me kneel on all fours next to his chair. When
room service arrived he instructed the collar-wearing waiter to place the
drink on my back. i felt the quick stab of cold but didn't flinch. Taking
his time, Master Mauricio read and drank. Once he was finished, he took the
glass from my back and had me stand. My cock was half hard. He led me to the
bed and instructed me to lie on my back with my legs spread. Then he began
to do what he had never done up to now; he started to make love to me. His
kisses were deep and warm; he used his tongue to take possession of my mouth
and my mind. He caressed me gently and lovingly. But there was no question
of who was in charge as he moved my body into various positions. Then he
decided to cuff my hands and feet to the corners of the bed with the cuffs
that were already provided for that purpose. He continued to caress me as i
lay spread-eagled and helpless to do anything but respond, letting him know
with my sighs and hip movements what my most vulnerable parts were. As
sweaty as i had been outside, i started sweating more in the room as he
played my body with his hands, establishing his power over me. He didn't
humiliate me at all but he teased me incessantly. He brought his cock to my
lips and retreated, forcing me to reach for it with my tongue while trying
to lift my head from the bed. He used his hands expertly to knead and
massage my anus, making it eagerly receptive to his touch. As gentle as he
was there was a confident forcefulness in all that he did. It was clear that
he was marking his territory, establishing his dominance. But not as before.
i was becoming the willing slave to his domination at this point. i was
happy to have him take control of me, just as i was with Master.

After hours of love making he uncuffed me. Then he started to manipulate my
body so that he could penetrate me anally in a number of positions. Each
time he arranged my legs in a different position, now with one leg in the
air supported by his shoulder, now with my head buried in the bed and my ass
in the air. i felt safe with him, trusting him as i had never done before.
Finally, he came with an explosion that caused my to cum from excitement.
Then he lay on top of me and fell asleep. Inhaling his odor and his power i
also slept.

At 8:00 p.m. Master Mauricio's movements woke me up. He told me he needed to
piss. i took his penis into my mouth and caressed his flaccid cock so that
he would pee slowly enough for me to swallow. Then we got up. i prepared his
shower and dried him when he finished. Then he allowed me to shower. He
dressed in linen shorts and a linen shirt. I stood by naked, waiting for him
to go to dinner.  We arrived at the resorts dining room. The maitre d'
showed us to our table. i was surprised to see that there were two chairs
but did not presume to sit. Master Mauricio sat with me standing to his
side, just behind him. He told me what we wanted for dinner and sent me to
the kitchen with the order. When i returned there were two drinks on the
table. He indicated that i was to sit across from him. i sat and we began to
talk to each other. i was one of the only naked men in the room although
there were clearly other master-slave couples. Still, i was not
uncomfortable as we discussed our lives, our work, and intellectual
interests. When the dinner was prepared, i served Master Mauricio
diligently, then was allowed to sit and continue our conversation. Although
he was unlike Master in not being as readable in his feelings, i felt Master
Mauricio becoming warmer and more open with me. He smiled occasionally in a
way that was very innocent but then would become serious and commanding
again. When i served our deserts, he had me keep my hands by my side as he
spoon fed me the panna cotta he ordered. Once again, i got hard as others
watched me being fed like an infant. He enjoyed seeing me become aroused in
public and used his foot to further excite my cock. Unable to control
myself, i came in the dining room with only the table cloth keeping my from
being totally visible. He laughed as i shot my load. Then he ordered me to
lick it up, which i did without hesitation. After dinner, we went outside
where we sat with another master-slave couple. Master Mauricio sat on the
chair, i was once again on the ground, sitting next to the other slave. We
all were allowed to talk, sharing views on a variety of topics. The other
slave was a university professor of linguistics who had published a number
of books. His master was a construction worker. For my part, i was paying
more and more attention to Master Mauricio. He was an extremely handsome
Latin man. I was falling in love with him as i studied his mannerisms and
expressions. He was charmingly graceful at one minute and dismissive in the
next. At one point he sent me to our room to get the bag with the various
sexual paraphernalia. i brought it and sat back down. He took out my collar
and put it on me. i lowered my head in submission. Then he attached my
titclamps. If there had been any doubt as to whether i was a completely
submissive slave, it was now gone. We continued to talk for a while. Then
Master Mauricio announced that he thought it would be good if i slept in the
kennel tonight. The other master agreed that it would be good for his slave
too. So he attached my leash to the collar and they led us to the back of
the resort buildings. There were some low-lying barn-like buildings with
stalls. The other slave and i were directed into a large cage in one of the
stalls. Master Mauricio kissed me before i entered. Then, once i was in the
cage, he put his cock through the bars and had me kiss it good night. Then
he and the other master left. The other slave and i were both quite
satisfied with our evening and used each others' bodies to get comfortable
to sleep.

In the morning, the collared employee woke us by clanging on the bars. He
put out food and drink for us in dog dishes. We ate, without using our hands
as he instructed. He instructed us to brush our teeth and shave for our
masters. Then he led us through an exercise routine for over an hour,
followed by a washing down. Finally, we were instructed to return to our
masters' rooms. i found Master Mauricio doing some work at the desk. Without
words, he instructed me to kneel under the desk so that my face was in his
crotch. i kept this position for a while. Then he told me that i was free to
read or do some work for the morning hours. We didn't speak till lunchtime,
each of us occupied with our tasks. Nonetheless, I was keenly aware of his
presence, catching glances of him absorbed in what he was doing or smelling
his sweet body odors and taking them in.

The week went by like this. A pattern was established. He was my Master now,
just as Master was. i served him whether he was loving and gentle or cold
and indifferent to me. My body was totally receptive to him. If he touched
me, i was aroused. My body felt like it had his dominance imprinted on it so
that just a memory could re-excite me. At times he humiliated me publicly
and at other times he was like a man on his honeymoon with me. It didn't
matter. i was now his slave.

When the week was over, he gave me back my clothes for the first time since
we arrived. i dressed. The only difference was that he gave me a silver
collar-necklace to wear. He told me that it was my public collar, subtle
enough not to embarrass me but also a reminder that i was his slave and that
he committed himself to me as my second Master.

The flight home was without event. We took a cab to the house. When we got
there, Master and slave todd were waiting. i immediately stripped and knelt
before Master, kissing his feet. He asked Master Mauricio how we had done on
our vacation. Master Mauricio started a long conversation, explaining how we
had bonded. We went into the living room, the masters seated on chairs,
slave todd and i on our slave stools. We talked for hours. Then Master
Mauricio decided we should go to his playroom to complete our bonding. Slave
todd and i were chained with our arms above us to the rafter. We were back
to back sharing a dildo and the warmth of each others' buttocks. Master and
Master Mauricio started to use us in what turned into a four way expression
of love, dominance and submission. It was the sexual expression of what i
hoped our lives together would be.