Date: Mon, 29 Aug 2011 12:43:49 -0400 (EDT)
From: Ken Smith <subboi4master@aol.com>
Subject: Sir Yes Sir Chapter 9A (offshoot)

SIR YES SIR (SYS) Changed my Life Forever
Chapter 9A (offshoot)

Created by SYS, written by SubFagBoy
Comments welcome to: subboi4Master@aol.com
Posted on Nifty, Gay Male, Authoritarian
Rights reserved

If you are under age or otherwise not allowed to read male/male sexual
stories, leave now. If you're allowed, get ready for a good true story. The
names and places have been altered to protect my true identity, as SYS
still wants me to continue to work and earn income.

This is the ongoing correspondence between me and another low life
faggot. My Master told me to contact him and have him give Master the
details of his first gay experience. Here is the "shoe boi's" story:

MASTER is wondering just how much is true and how much is fabrication, but
you be the judge. All comments welcomed from both Masters and other sub boi
faggots to subboi4master@aol.com

-----Original Message-----
From: wisumahi <wisumahi@comcast.net>
To: subboi4master <subboi4master@aol.com>
Sent: Tue, Aug 2, 2011 11:09 am
Subject: Story

Sir,

   I read your story, all chapters with out stopping, they kept me hard
all the way through, wishing I were the sub fag.  I am anxious to read
more.

   Thank You Sir, shoes/jim

From: "Ken Smith" <subboi4master@aol.com>
To: wisumahi@comcast.net
Sent: Thursday, August 4, 2011 11:34:25 AM
Subject: Re: Story

MASTER wants to know where you are from boy, where do you live?


-----Original Message-----
From: wisumahi <wisumahi@comcast.net>
To: Ken Smith <subboi4master@aol.com>
Sent: Fri, Aug 5, 2011 3:52 am
Subject: Re: Story


Sir, I live in Hazel Park, Michigan, a suburb of Detroit, Sir

With respect, shoes/jim


From: "Ken Smith" <subboi4master@aol.com>
To: wisumahi@comcast.net
Sent: Saturday, August 6, 2011 8:44:52 AM
Subject: wisumahi@comcast.net

How old were you the first time you ever had a gay sexual experience? How
old was the other guy? How did you know him? Where were you? Who said or
did what to initiate the experience? What happened exactly, with details...



Sir,

     I was 14 years old, He was the same age.  I didn't know Him at first,
He was a classmate.  It happened in the lavatory at the High School I was
attending.  That was a long time ago and I don't quite know what exactly
was said but I will try to be accurate on the details.

     It was after last class and I went into the lavatory, as I had to pee
before I headed home.  He came in while I was peeing and He stood at the
urinal next to me. When I finished I put my cock back in my pants and
stepped back, I looked at Him, and He stepped back and said "Like what you
see?'  I told him I was looking at His shoes, and they were the same as
mine.  He said," I don't think so. You were checking out my Cock, and liked
what you saw."

     I moved to the washbasin to wash my hands and again denied I was
checking out His cock.  He moved away from the urinal with His cock still
exposed.  I turned and He was right there in front of me.  He said, "My
shoes and I said "Yes."  He told me to let him see my shoes so I moved my
foot where He could see them.  He told me to take them off so he could see
them better.  I took them off and held them up so He could see them.  He
told me to give them to him as I started to hand them to him He said, "Tell
me to take them." which I did.  He took them and looked them over, and
said, "They are the same as mine only better looking with the shine.  Thank
you." as He did I was getting a hard on and He noticed.  He remarked about
how I liked taking orders.  I denied this and he pointed out my hard on.
He told me to get on my knees, I hesitated and he hit me with one of the
shoes and forced me to my knees.  He then told me to kiss His cock and when
I hesitated again he hit me again with a shoe.  I kissed his cock, he then
told me to suck it, I said I had never done that before and was not a
cocksucker or queer.  He said again to start sucking His cock and put his
hands on the side of my face, with the shoes on his hands and forced me
into sucking His cock.  I sucked for what seemed like an hour but not that
long, all the time he called me a cocksucker, queer and faggot.  His cock
seemed to grow more in my mouth and it finally exploded and shot his cum in
my mouth and down my throat.  He told me to swallow it all and held my face
there until I did.

     When he finally pulled His cock out, He told me I was not bad for the
first time but I needed to improve.  I told him I wasn't going to ever do
that again.  He said "Oh yes you will, when ever I want you to or I will
tell everyone at school how you sucked my cock here today.  Besides you
know you liked it as you still are sporting a hard on."  I pleaded with Him
not to tell anyone, and he replied we would see.

     He then told me while I was down on my knees and I liked his shoes so
much I should lick the clean, I hesitated again and he hit me with one of
the shoes.  I licked his shoes clean.  He then told me to remove them so he
could wear His new shoes.  I said those are my shoes.  He said, "Did you
tell me to take them?"  I replied "Yes, but" He then said "You gave them to
me and told me to take them so they are mind, now remove the shoes I have
on and put my new shoes on me.  Be sure to tie them neatly."  I did as I
was told.  He then told me I could borrow his other shoes, and I was to
shine them and make them look as good as his new pair.  He then said "Make
them shine nice and I will see you in a few days."  And walked out of the
lavatory.

     That Sir was my first experience with sex with another boy.  It is as
accurate as I can remember, Sir.

Respectfully, shoes/Jim


MASTER:

Other than making me wait, you did well faggot.

Now I want the next portion of the story on how Mike turned you into his
bitch. What happened next?

And don't fuckin make me wait this time


Sir,

     Thank You for saying I was a good boy, it made me feel good to think I
was pleasing You Sir.

     Sir, I was a freshmen and just starting high school.  He was a
freshman also but He was an athletic jock and I was somewhat of a nerd.

     Sir, it was about two weeks before he used me again.  I was at my hall
locker in-between classes and He came up behind me called me cocksucker,
and said to meet Him at the lavatory where we first met, right after my
last class.  I was to have the shoes off my feet, on my knees holding them
up for Him.  I did as I was told to do.

     After my last class I went to the lavatory where we first met, removed
the shoes and got on my knees.  I soon heard footsteps and the door opened
and He came in.  He looked at me and laughed at me and said, "I knew you
were a queer cocksucker, why else would you be here."  He took the shoes
and told me to get into the last stall, I started to get up to go there and
he told me I could not stand but had to go there on my knees which I did.
He followed me in and closed the stall door.  He had me undo my pants and
pull them down exposing my cock, which was getting hard.  He said, "You
must like, look at your tiny dick get hard."  He moved close to me, placed
one of the shoes over my mouth and nose and had me breath in.  While I was
breathing he told me to unzip his pants and pull out his cock, which I did.
He said, "Now I am going to help you learn how to suck my cock.  First you
must ask to be allowed to suck it."  I said, "Can I suck your cock?"  "Not
good enough.  Here is what you must say to me.  I am a cocksucker, may I
please suck Your cock Sir" I hesitated and he hit me on the top of the head
with one of the shoes and demanded "Say what I told you, Now" I repeated
what he told me to say," I am a cocksucker, may I please suck your cock
Sir." That's a little better queer, now just do as I tell you" I said "Yes"
he hit me again with the shoe and said "What?"  I then said "Yes Sir"
"That's better, now slowly put the head of my cock in your cocking mouth
and lick the head, be sure and get you tongue in the pee slit, now slowly
up and down the shaft." I did as he said.  He then told me to stop and I
was to suck on his balls and put them in my queer mouth, which I did.  He
had me alternate between his cock and balls for some time then he had me
suck just his cock and he once again placed his hands with the shoes on
them on the sides of my head and held me tight as he started to pump my
mouth all the time calling me queer, faggot cocksucker and his bitch, He
kept pushing further and further in my mouth and I gagged, he laughed and
said I still need to bet better.  He finally exploded in my mouth and made
me swallow it all then clean his cock with my tongue.  He then had me put
his cock away.  He then told me to remove the shoes he had on, I was to
unlace them so they would be easy for him to remove his foot.  I did this.
Then I had to put the other shoes on his feet and tie them neatly.  He told
me once again I could borrow the other pair of shoes, clean them up and
polish them good.  As the last thing I had to do was kiss his feet.  He
said "Don't you have anything to say to me?"  I guess I looked puzzled so
he slapped me and said "You are to thank me for allowing you to serve me."
I then said "Thank You Sir."  He said, "You are learning well.  I will let
you know when to meet me again."  He turned and left the lavatory.

     We met every couple of weeks and each week he added more for me to do
for him.  I also learned about punishment.

     I hope this meets with your approval Sir.  I will write more for you
as I recall the meetings and when he had me service another of his friends.

Respectfully, shoes/jim



-----Original Message-----
From: wisumahi <wisumahi@comcast.net>
To: subboi4master <subboi4master@aol.com>
Sent: Fri, Aug 12, 2011 2:11 pm
Subject: Sorry Sir


Sir I am sorry for making You wait, I was very busy with family things.
Sir I know there is no excuse for making you wait and I will try not to do
that again Sir.  Sir please forgive me.



I was made to serve Mike (I learned his name was Mike) once a week.  He
would stop by my hall locker and tell me when He wants me to meet Him in
the lavatory.  Each time we met He would verbally abuse and do different
things to me to make me feel inferior to him and gaining more control over
me.  Each time we met I was to be in the lavatory, last stall, naked
sitting on the commode with His unlaced shoes in my hands, and my head
down.



This one Friday He came to my locker and said "Hi queer, you know where to
meet me?"  I said "Yes Sir."  He said "Queer how should you be waiting for
me?"  I said "Naked, sitting on the commode with Your unlaced shoes in my
hands, Sir" "Good" he said, then handed me a black scarf and said "I want
you to tie this around your eyes so you can't see a thing, do you
understand Queer" I said "Yes Sir."  "Good, now repeat it to me so I know
your queer cock-sucking mind understands and I don't have to punish you,
now queer!"  I said, "I am to be seated on the commode, naked with the
blind fold around my eyes and your unlaced shoes in my hands, Sir."  "Be
sure and get it right queer, I will see you there." and he left.



I did as I was told and went to the lavatory, stripped naked, sat on the
commode and blindfolded myself and held his unlaced shoes in my hands.  I
heard the door to the lavatory open and it sounded like two sets of
footsteps enter.  They came to the stall and opened it up.  Mike said,
"Stand up cocksucker" I stood up.  "Look at that small dick, it shouldn't
even be called a dick, what shall we call it?"  Mike said.  I said, "I
don't know Sir."  He took one of the shoes and smacked me hard on the ass
and said "I wasn't talking to you queer, when I talk to you I will let you
know cocksucker, now get on your knees where all cocksuckers belong."  I
heard him laugh and a second person laugh.  I got on my knees and was so
humiliated to think there was another person there, watching this happen to
me.  "Let's call it his queer peewee" the other voice said and they laughed
again and I know I must have become redder as I felt warm.

Mike said "Want to see it get hard?"  "Sure" the other voice said.  Mike
took the shoes from me and told me to crawl forward until I felt the shoes
before me.  I did as I was told.  When I felt the shoes I stopped.  "Now
start licking them clean, kiss them first." Mike said.  I did as I was told
and as I kissed the shoes and started to lick them my queer peewee started
to get hard.  When I was finished cleaning the shoes my peewee was hard.
Mike told me to get up on my knees and show my small queer peewee.  They
both started to laugh, I knelt there with my head down ashamed.

"Now cocksucker, shoe my friend what I taught you." Mike said.  "Yes Sir" I
said.  "Un zip his pants, pull out his cock and kiss like you love it."
Mike told me.  I did as I was told, Mike said to his friend, "You shouldn't
have to stand why don't you sit on the commode and relax while my
cocksucker does his job."  The other person moved around and sat on the
commode, I followed him on my hands and knees.  "Now my cocksucker, put
your hands on his shoes and massage his feet while you suck his cock like
you were born to do." I did as I was told.  I placed my hands on his shoes
and massaged his feet and started to suck his cock.  Mike was behind me.
He would from time to time slap my ass with one of the shoes. Then rub my
ass with his hands and run his fingers around my hole and push one in and
out.  All the time calling me a cocksucker and queer and what a low life I
was to be sucking a mans cock.  Mike's friend said, "You have a slave here
don't you?"  Mike said "Not yet, it is just my queer cocksucker for now.
When I fuck him then I will own him.  I will become his Master and he will
be my slave for ever."  When I heard this I pulled face of Mikes friend's
cock and said "No please don't fuck me Sir, I can't take that."  Mike just
laughed and said "Not yet, queer, for now you are just a queer cocksucker
but one day, I will truly own you and you will be what your were born for,
my slave."  Mike just laughed some more and spanked my ass hard for talking
and not doing my job.  I was crying and sucking and rubbing his friends
feet.  Soon I felt his cock grow and he put his hands on my head and pulled
it close to his groin and held it there while he shot load after load down
my throat and mouth.  When he was done he made me lick his cock clean and
suck the last bit of cum out of his pee slit.  He got up and stepped aside
and Mike sat on the commode, told me to unzip his pants and take out the
cock I loved so much.  I did as I was told.  I knew what to do; I kissed it
and started sucking it as Mike taught me to do.  He held my head and fucked
my mouth roughly.  He told his friend I liked it rough, just to look at the
cock-sucker's hard queer peewee and it will prove it.  Mike was right my
queer peewee was hard and dripping pre cum.  He also shot load after load
down my throat and I cleaned up his cock as I did his friends.  All the
time while I was doing this they kept talking about me, what a low life I
was, I was only good for sucking cock and serving my superiors.

Then Mike said "Now you may unlace my shoes I have on and take them off me.
Don't forget to kiss them first" I did as I was told.  Mike then had me
take the other pair of His shoes and put them on him and lace them up and
tie them.  Mike stood up and moved next to his friend at the door of the
stall and said "Now kiss my friend's feet and thank him for allowing you to
clean his shoes and sucking his cock, and I want to hear it."  I crawled to
his friend's feet, kissed them and said "Thank You Sir for allowing me the
privilege of cleaning your shoes and sucking your cock and serving You
Sir."  He said "That's OK cocksucker, you weren't bad, and I may allow you
to do it again soon." I didn't like the sound of that.  Then Mike said,
"What do you do now?"  I crawled over to Mike's feet, kissed them and
repeated what I said to his friend.  "OK cocksucker, you may once again
borrow my other shoes to wear, now turn around, stay on your knees until
you hear the lavatory door close, then you may remove the blindfold.  Be
sure to keep it we may need it again."  I said "Yes Sir."  They turned and
I heard them leave the lavatory.  I removed the blindfold got dressed,
folded up the blindfold and put it in my pocked.  As I was leaving I was
wondering about Mike fucking me and me becoming his slave.



Sir that is as about as accurate as I can remember I hope it is OK Sir.



Respectfully shoes

 Hello Sir,

After a couple weeks of serving Mike and His friend, He stopped at my
locker and said "Hi cocksucker." and handed me a slip of paper.  On the
paper it had directions to a new lavatory.  I was told to find it so I
wouldn't be late when He wanted me there.  I followed the directions and
found the lavatory, it was an old teachers lounge, which isn't used
anymore.  I looked inside and there was a chair and small table, like a
coffee table with very old magazines on it, through another door was the
lavatory with just a commode and washbasin in it.

The next day Mike stopped by my locker and said "Hi queer, did you find the
place?"  I said "Yes Sir".  "Good" He said, "you are to go there Friday
after your last class, unlace my shoes and take them off your feet.  Strip
naked and kneel before the chair with my shoes in your hand.  Do you
understand dick licker?"  I said "Yes Sir" Mike said "Tell me what you are
supposed to do cocksucker so I know your queer ass knows what to do."  I
said "On Friday after my last class I am to go to the old teachers lounge,
I am to unlace Your shoes and take them off my feet, strip naked and kneel
in front of the chair holding Your shoes in my hands, Sir" "I will see you
there then." Mike said.

On Friday after my last class, I went to the old teachers lounge, unlaced
and took off Mike's shoes, stripped naked and knelt in front of the chair.
A few minutes later Mike entered the room.  He turned and closed and locked
the door.  He came over and sat in the chair in front of me.  He had two
lengths of rope and a jar of something in his hands.  "Don't you have
something to ask me queer?" He said.  With out thinking I automatically
said, "May I please kiss your feet Sir."  "I shouldn't have to remind you
faggot!" He said and slapped my face "Now do it!"  I immediately bent down
and kissed his feet.  I was wondering why he brought the rope and jar of
stuff, but knew better than to ask.  I soon found out.

"Now queer, clear off the table, put my shoes you are holding on it and
slide it here in front of the chair, turn it so it is long ways to the
chair." He said.  I did as I was told.  He then said, sit on the table
facing me.  Put my shoes in front of you."  I did.  "Now lean forward and
put your hands by your ankles" he said.  Once again I did what I was told
to do with out question.

He tied my wrists to my ankles and pushed me back so I was lying on the
table with my legs up and my wrists tied to them, which exposed my ass
hole, and pushed me forward so my head was hanging down the other side of
the table.  He placed the shoes on my chest.  He got up from the chair,
walked around the table and stood over my face.  He undid his belt, and
pulled it out of his pants.  He unzipped his pants and let them fall to his
ankles, he slid down his boxers and he was hard.  He moved over closer and
said, "Open wide cocksucker and take what you crave." He said, I did and He
slid His cock in my mouth and began to fuck my face.  Then He said "Today
is the day I will own you, and you will be come my bitch for ever.  I am
going to pop your man pussy cherry and make it mine.  No man should be
fucked by another, but then you are not a man, you are a pussy boy and I
will prove it by fucking your ass.  This will show you what a low life
faggot you are, that your only reason for being here is to please and serve
a real Man like me."  I didn't know what to do.  His cock got bigger in my
mouth and his balls seemed to swell.  He pulled out.  I said "No please
Mike don't do that, I already do what you want."  He slapped my face and
said, "That's for calling me Mike, shit head."  He reached down and picked
up my underwear and shoved them in my mouth.  He slid me back on the table
so my ass was just at the other end.  He took the jar and opened it and
stuck his fingers in it and started to rub it in my ass hole, it was a
lube, he started to move his fingers in my ass and working them around to
stretch it out, first one finger, then two then three.  "Now it is ready,"
he said, "It will hurt a lot at first, that is why you have the gag in your
cock sucking mouth, but soon it will feel good and you won't want me to
remove it."  I shook my head no and started to cry, he just continued.  He
rubbed the head of his cock at the hole and then started to ease it in.  Id
did hurt bad but he continued, I was crying and soon the head was in and he
started to work it in and out slowly at first then faster and deeper.
"Keep your eyes open faggot, I want you to see the look in your eyes as
your new owner takes your tight ass.  I want you to look in my eyes and see
the pleasure you are giving me." He said.  He kept fucking my hole faster
and faster, the pain soon was gone and the movement of his actions got to
me and I started to move my ass in rhythm to his in and out motion.  He got
a smile on his face and removed the gag from my mouth.  "Who owns you now
faggot?" He asked,  "You do sir." I said.  "What does that make you pussy
boy?" he asked  "Your property, Sir." I replied.  "No boy, that makes you
my slave, now and forever you faggot."  "Yes Sir" I said.  "It is now
Master to you slave, got that?" he said, "Yes Master" I said and started to
cry some more.

He kept pumping my ass, faster and faster, and then He shoved all the way
in me and shot his load.  He lay on me until he went soft and then pulled
out, walked around and had me clean His cock with my mouth.  He untied my
wrists from my ankles, removed His shoes from my chest, and had me roll
over face down on the table.  He made me slide back until my knees touched
the floor and my ass was exposed at the end of the table.  He then tied my
wrists together under the table and placed His shoes on my back.  He sat
down in the chair and picked up his belt, He had earlier removed from His
pants.  He hit my ass with the belt and said "That's for closing your eyes
twice when you were told to keep them open, slave."  I said, "Yes Sir"
another whack on my ass "Wrong, try again slave." He said.  "Yes Sir
Master" I cried.  "Good you will learn. Now don't you want to thank me
slave for what I have done for you?"  He said. I had to think for a moment
because I didn't want to be hit again with the belt, and then I said,
"Thank You Master for showing me what I am and making me Your slave as I
should be."  "That is better slave, you will see I am right."  He said.  He
untied my hands, had me move the table and get on my knees before him.

"You may not kiss my shoes, lick them clean unlace them and remove them
from my feet and replace them with my other pair." He said and as I was
doing this he continued, "As My slave, you are to obey my every wish.  You
may no longer look at my face but focus your eyes on my crotch.  You will
always call me Master and never wear clothes when we are alone.  If you
fail to do any of these things you will be punished.  Do you understand?"
Yes Master."  I said.  "Good, I won't have you repeat it to me because you
will be punished if you don't.  Now when I leave you may clean yourself up
in the wash room and leave, and you should always be ready for me."  He got
up and left.  I cleaned myself up got dresses and headed home, still trying
to figure out what just happened to me.

Sir that is what happened to me when I became owned by Him, to the best of
my recollection.

Respectfully shoes.



Nice job with the details fagboy.

I'm sure there is more to it than that, so I am waiting for the next
installment

Your new Master



-----Original Message-----
From: wisumahi <wisumahi@comcast.net>
To: subboi4master <subboi4master@aol.com>
Sent: Sun, Aug 14, 2011 10:43 am
Subject: Getting owned

Master Sir,

Mike had control of me all through high school and not that he had a
private room which was not used by anyone he became more aggressive and
demanding.  Each time we met he had new things to us on me to further
enslave me and humiliate me.

The following Tuesday Master Mike came by my locker and said, "How is my
slave cocksucker?"  Before I could answer He continued, "Today at lunch
time, slave.  You are to go to our meeting place.  Your Master will be
there already so don't be late."  "Yes Master was all I could say." as he
walked away.

At lunch break I made my way to the old lounge, it was unlocked so I walked
in and saw Master Mike sitting in the chair; there was a ladder in the room
and a bag on the table, which was beside the chair.  "Why are you standing
there you faggot slave?  Get the door locked and take your clothes and get
over before your Master and be on your knees, NOW" he yelled.  I jumped
from the tone of his voice, I turned locked the door, unlaced the shoes I
had on and removed them.  I then stripped naked, picked up the shoes and
went and knelt before Master Mike.  I looked at him and said, "I am sorry
Master."  He slapped my face and said, "Why are you looking at me.  You
should be focused on your Master's crotch that has the thing you love and
crave."  I started to cry and my eyes immediately went to his crotch.
"Don't you have something to ask me pussy boy?"  I couldn't think and he
slapped my face again. "It seems as thought this time is going to be used
to teach My bitch slave a lesson, and punishment for it's failure to do the
things it was told on Friday."  He continued, "Put my shoes you are holding
down and move the table before Me in the proper way it should be."  I got
up and got the table and slid it over in front of Master Mike and turned it
long ways in front of Him, then picked up the shoes again and knelled
before Him with my eyes on his crotch.

"Now" He said "Turn around take the bag off the table and place the shoes
at the other end of the table, and then lay face down on the table with
your ass off this end."  I did as I was told to do.  He got up and took a
piece of the rope that was still here from last time and tied my wrists
together under the table and the second piece of rope around my waist
securing my body to the table so I couldn't move.  He walked over and
picked up my underwear and crammed most of it in my mouth, and then placed
one of the shoes under my chin covering my nose so I could only smell it as
I was breathing.  He placed the other shoe in the middle of my back.  He
straightened up and slowly removed his belt from his pants, doubled it over
and slapped it against his hand.  I tried to beg him not to spank me but
the underwear gag muffled it all.  He went back and sat down.  He rubbed
the belt on my ass and said, "My faggot pussy boy slave, I hate to do this,
but it is the only way you will learn, you are such a stupid faggot pussy
boy and must be taught.  Slave you will receive two swats of the belt for
every mistake you made, do you understand?"  I nodded my head as best I
could.

He hit me twice with the belt, "That was for failing to lock the door."  He
hit me two more times and said, "That is for not stripping in front of me."
Two more, "That is for not kneeling in front of me where a pussy boy slave
like you should be."  Two more "Those were for not begging to kiss my shoed
feet like the boot licking slave you are."  Two more "Those are for
standing and walking on your feet to move the table when pussy boy faggot
slaves should always crawl in the presents of their Masters"

He removed the gag from my mouth and said, "I am going to ask you some
questions I will give my slave two more swats for each wrong answer.  Do
you under stand pussy boy slave?"  I was crying from the pain but managed
to say "Yes Sir" I got two more swats "What did you say faggot?"  I said
"Yes Master Sir, please don't hit me again.  "We will see," he said "What
are you?" he asked

"I am a slave, Master." I replied "Good, whose slave are you cocksucker?"
"I am Master Mike's slave Master Sir."  I said.  "Good again, who owns
you?" he said.  "Master Mike owns me Master Sir."  "That is right pussy boy
and you must remember that."  He put his feet up on my red ass and leaned
back in the chair and began to tell me about the room we were in.  "I know
the custodian here and he told me that know one ever uses this room ever.
I talked with him for some time and made an arrangement with him.  He
changed the lock on the door and it has three keys, I have one, he has one
and there is a third one for you, when I know you deserve to have one."  He
continued "I can make any changes to this room that I want to, so I will
start to get the things I need and you will do the work to make this room
suitable for me and my pleasure.  Do you under stand?"  I nodded my head
yes.  "The only thing he wanted in return was the chance to use my slave
once in awhile and I of course agreed." I started to cry more.  "We were
going to start today but I had to punish you and teach you proper respect
to your Master.  Be here tomorrow at lunchtime and don't be late or your
punishment will be greater.  Did you hear me and understand" He finished.
"Yes Master I understand, I will be here tomorrow and I will not be late
Master Sir."

He untied my waist and wrists, I immediately got on my knees before him and
begged to kiss and lick his shoes.  He let me then he told me to get
dressed and go to classes and he would see me tomorrow and he left.

I will continue with later Sir.

Respectfully shoes


On Wednesday at lunchtime I went to the private meeting room.  It was
unlocked and I entered.  Master Mike was in his chair.  I immediately
turned and locked the door, unlaced and took off His shoes I was wearing,
stripped naked, picked up the shoes and walked and knelt before him, I was
careful to focus on his crotch, "May I kiss and lick Your shoes Master Mike
Sir?" I asked, "Yes faggot slave, and do a good job." He replied.  I
started to do as I had requested and noticed he picked up a clipboard he
had on the table, He put a mark on it.  When I had finished with his shoes
I remained kneeling and focusing on his crotch.  I my small dick was erect.
He looked at me and said, "I see you enjoy that Faggot shoe licker." I
replied "Yes Sir".  He continued, "See this clip board I have?  Well I am
placing a mark on it for every time you make a mistake, then on Friday
after Your last class when we meet here I will punish you.  I expect you to
tell me what each mark represents so you know why you are being punished.
Now the first mark I made today was for walking upright after you stripped,
you forgot that when you are serving Me your Master you may only crawl.
The second one for was saying yes Sir, instead of addressing me as Master.
Do you understand faggot slave?"  "Yes Master Sir I under stand." I said.

"Well done.  Now see the Ladder?"  Master asked.  "Yes Master Sir" I said.
Master then told me why it was there, and there was a line drawn on the
ceiling, it was where the beam was located.  I was to take the big eye
screws out of the bag on the table and screw them into the ceiling about 5
feet apart.  I was to place the first eye-screw in the center, and then one
five feet away from it on either side. I took the bag of eye-screws and
crawled to the ladder, I climbed and screwed the first one into the
ceiling, then went down the ladder and crawling pulled the ladder to the
next location I repeated this until all three eye bolts in the ceiling.

When I was done I crawled to Master's feet again and knelt there.  Master
then picked up His clipboard and made another mark, "That is for not
thanking your Master for allowing you to do that for Him. Now" He said" I
am giving you some that is to be screwed on the back wall directly in line
with the middle eye screw."  I said "Yes Master Sir"

He handed me a bracket with a wheel and handle attached to it.  I took it
and crawled over to the wall and screwed it in tightly, I then crawled back
and knelt in front of Master and said "Thank You Master Sir for allowing to
do that for You Sir" "Better He said, not bring the ladder under the center
eye screw, take this rope and put it through the eye screw and pull it
through so it will hang down.  Get down off the ladder and take the end of
the rope and crawl over to the wheel and put the end through the hole in
the wheel and make a know so it wont pull out.  Then give the crank a
couple of turns and then crawl back to where the rope is hanging from the
eye screw."  I did what I was told to do, when I had crawled to the place
by the hanging rope I said "Thank You Master Sir."

Master got up from his chair and walked over to me.  He reached down and
picked up the rope and cut it so if it were to hand it would reach the
floor.  He then told me to hold my arms out, which I did.  He took the end
of the rope and securely tied my wrist together.  He then went and got my
boxers and shoved them in my mouth as a gag.  He went behind me and turned
the crank and the rope started to pull me up to my feet.  He pulled it
tight enough so I had to stand on my toes to relieve the pressure on my
arms.

He stood before me.  "You are not to close your eyes as you need to see me
and what I am doing.  This will not be your punishment it will be
considered as part of your training, do you understand faggot slave?"  "Yes
Master I understand, Sir."  Master looked at his watch and said, "Good we
still have five minutes before you have to get ready for your next class."

He slowly removed his belt and went be hind me.  He continued to speak "I
am going to give you some facts about your life, with each fact I am going
to give you a whack so that it will sink in.' He went on "First, You are a
faggot slave" whack "next you are my faggot slave" whack "third I own you
and all you possess, you have nothing unless I allow it." whack each time
he hit me I jumped and caused strain on my arms and pain along with the
pain of the hits, I was in tears and tried to yell out but couldn't, and
during all this time I had a hard on.  "You are always to be naked before
me and on your knees, unless I have you wear certain things that please
Me."  Whack "I am to be addressed as Master Sir at all times." whack, "That
is just a start of your training, do you understand the things I have told
you?"  I nodded my head yes as I couldn't speak through the gag.  He then
told me to lift my toes off the floor.  I did and I was hanging straining
my arms.  He walked over and gave me a shove and I started to swing back
and fourth.  He went over and sat in the chair and watched me for what
seemed like hours but of course was only a minute.  He then got up and
stopped me, and then he went and lowered me to the floor to my kneeling
position.  He removed the gag and I was crying and was quiet.  He stood
there and looked at me for a second or two, then untied my hands and went
and sat in his chair.  I crawled to my position in front of Him and
remained of course on my knees.  He picked up the clipboard and made
another mark "That is for not immediately thanking your Master for your
first training session."  He handed me a piece of paper and told me to read
it out loud.  "I am nothing but a faggot slave.  I am the property of
Master Mike and Master Mike owns me. I am always to be naked on my knees in
Master Mike's presence.  I am to obey Master Mike, as; His faggot slave it
is my duty and privilege to be owned by Him and be used and abused by Him.
As Master Mike's faggot slave my only purpose for living is to serve, obey
and please Him" I read.  "You are to memorize every word of that.  You will
write it on hundred times and present the written work to me tomorrow.  You
may now get dressed and go on with your day.  You will not put back on your
boxers, from now on you are not to wear any underwear" he said and got up
and left.

I crawled into the washroom and cleaned up myself.  I thought about what
just happened and the pain was going away but now it seemed to feel right
and I know I must be loosing my mind because I felt as though I deserved
this and was happy for it.  I crawled to my clothes, got dressed with out
my boxers and went to my next class.


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Thursday at lunch I went to the room and it was unlocked so I walked in,
immediately turned and locked the door.  I then quickly unlaced the shoes I
had on and took them off and then finished undressing.  I then got on my
knees and crawled and knelt in front of Master Mike who was seated in his
chair. He was holding a ruler in his hand.  I kept looking at his crotch
and asked "Master Mike Sir, May I please have the privilege of kissing your
shoes and licking them clean Sir?"  "That was good you bootlicking slave,
get started and do a good job."  He ordered.

As I was licking I heard a key in the door and it was unlocked and opened,
I turned my head to see who it was and Master Mike hit me hard on my ass
with the ruler.  I went back to licking.  I heard the door close and
relocked.

"Hi Mike, is this the faggot you were telling me about" the voice said.

"Yes it is.  Mr. Prentis" Master Mike said.

"You can call me Robert if you like Mike. I think we are going to be
friends."  Mr. Prentis said.

"I am sure we are Robert.  Now faggot boot licker say hello to
Mr. Prentis."  Master Mike said.

"Hello Mr. Prentis Sir" I said as I looked up at him.  Whack! Whack! I got
hit twice with the ruler.

"You know better then to look up past his crotch.  You know you are only to
look at his crotch as all good faggots do.  Did you forget what you are
supposed to ask any Real Man when you are on your knees before?"  Master
Mike demanded.

"I am sorry Mr. Prentis Sir.  May I have the privilege of kissing and
licking your boots clean Sir?"  I said through tears.

"I haven't got that much time now, but on Friday you can faggot."  He said
with a smile on his face.

"Crawl over to where the rope is hanging cock sucker, and stand up."
Master Mike ordered

I did as I was ordered to do.  Master Mike came up behind me and
Mr. Prentis Sir stood in front of me.  Master told me to put my hands
behind my back and began to tie my wrists together with the hanging end of
the rope and said "OK faggot cock sucker tell Robert what and who you are."

"Mr. Prentis Sir, I am nothing but a faggot slave.  I am the property of
Master Mike and Master Mike owns me.  I am always to be naked on my knees
in Master Mike's presence.  I am to obey Master Mike as His faggot slave.
It is my duty and privilege to be owned by Him and be used and abused by
Him.  As Master Mike's faggot slave my only purpose for living is to serve,
obey and please Him."  I repeated every word that Master had told me to
memorize.

Master Mike then turned the crank and it pulled my arms up behind me and
caused me to bend forward.  He cranked up it up until my face was on the
lever of Mr. Prentis' crotch.  He tied it off there.

"That was OK slave." Master Mike said and "Now Robert if you would like to
see what a good cock sucker my slave is turning into you can use his mouth,
I am going to use his boy pussy."

Mr. Prentis unzipped his pants and he had a large fat cock, which was hard.
He brought it to my lips.  I kissed it and licked on the head he then slid
it in my mouth and I sucked and rolled my tongue on it and slid my tongue
in the pee slit.  He started to move it in and out of my mouth, slowly and
then faster.  He took hold of the back of my head and held it tight and
began to shove his cock further and further down my throat, I gagged and he
laughed and held my face tight.

At the same time Master Mike began to slide His cock up my ass and once the
head was in He began to pump in and out fucking me.  Slowly at first, then
faster and faster.  I could feel Mr. Prentis' cock swelling and Master
Mike's cock grew also and they started to shoot their loads at the same
time I was filled in the throat, mouth and my belly all at the same time.
I gagged and swallowed at the same time but managed to get it all down.
They both stopped and let their cocks go limp, one in my mouth and the
other one in my ass.

I was made to clean Mr. Prentiss's cock so there was no cum.  Then Master
Mike came around to my face and made me suck and lick his cock clean.

Master Mike eased the rope and untied my hands.  I was told to stand there
with my hands behind my head as they both looked me over.

They talked to each other like I wasn't there.  They remarked about my
small cock and all the hair I had.

"We have to do something about that hair."  Said Mr. Prentis "Your slave
isn't a man and shouldn't have it."

"I agree with you Robert, we can take care of that tomorrow."  Said Master
Mike.

"That is right Mike.  It is Friday and only a half day of school, we will
have all afternoon to make things right."  Mr. Prentis commented.

"Good" said Master Mike.  "On Your knees cum slut. Don't you have something
to say to us?"

"Thank You Master Mike and Mr. Prentis for using me as I should be."  I
said.

"When we are gone you may clean yourself up and get to your next class.
Tomorrow be here promptly after your last class.  Do you understand my
faggot cock sucker?"

"Yes Master Mike, Sir."  I said.

They left talking quietly to each other, I am sure it was about tomorrow.
I got cleaned up and hurried to my next class.


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