Date: Wed, 27 Apr 2005 09:03:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: MASTER bndmaster13 <bndmaster13@yahoo.com>
Subject: slave chad part 8

                     "slave chad" - part 8
             by BNDMASTER13 - bndmaster13@yahoo.com

    I pushed chad away from me and tilted his head up to look me in the
eyes. "I am proud of you boy", I told him. "I wanted you to entertain me
and you have. But now I have something else planned for you." I ordered him
to the playroom and I followed him down the hall watching his bubble butt
bouncing along in front of me with the tip of the butt plug drawing
attention to the hot little hole that had given me so much pleasure last
night. We entered the playroom and I directed chad to the middle of the
room and cuffed his hands together in front of him. I attached his cuffs to
a pulley hanging from the ceiling and hoisted his hands up until he was on
tip toes. I then spread his ankles wide and cuffed them to a spreader
bar. With effort chad could just stand on his tip toes. I replaced the butt
plug he was wearing with a vibrating dildo. I put a belt around his waist
and brought the strap up and around to hold the dildo in place. I did not
want him dislodging it after all. I next added a parachute harness to his
balls and clipped a weight in place.  I started small as I planned on
adding more as we went. Next came the tit clamps and I added a weight to
them too. Now that I had chad ready I went to get the leather paddle I had
been using all morning. I had purposely left it on my desk. "slave, just
hang there I will be back." I turned off the light and shut the door
leaving him in total darkness. I wanted him to feel all alone, just a body
awaiting his Master's use.
    I left him there about 15 minutes before I returned. With my paddle in
my hand I opened the door and turned on the light. There was my boy hanging
there waiting for me. But, where else would he go after all. I walked up
behind him and started hit his ass with the paddle. I continued this until
he was squirming with the effort to try and hold still. At this point I
stopped and added another weight to each the ball harness and tit
clamps. "All right boy now for some fun", I told him as I reached for a
bucket filled with clothes pins. I held one in front of his face and said,
"boy, you will not move, you will not make any noise. You will just hang
there and take this because I want you to."
    I started with his left arm pit. Pinching a small ridge of skin and
applying the first pin. I continued in a line down his side to his waist. I
then moved to the right arm pit and did the same.  When I had finished the
second line I went back and started tapping the pins in the first line. A
low moan escaped chad's lips. "Boy, I said NO noise." He took in a sharp
breath and quieted himself. Now for another line, this time across his
chest circling each tit clamp. Again when I finished I went back to the
line I had just finished and started flicking the pins. This time though
his body arched slightly in pain he made no noise. I picked up my paddle
again and beat his ass until he was squirming despite his efforts to remain
motionless. I walked around the front of him and added another weight to
his ball harness and started them swinging. "Boy you will keep those
swinging until I tell you to stop." He started thrusting his hips to keep
the weights in motion. In doing that he was moving just enough to make the
clothes pins move which caused him pain. But to avoid the pain he would
have to stop moving his hips and disobey me. His hips kept moving and the
pins kept bouncing around. Such a sweet predicament. I stopped his motion
long enough to add one more weight. With this additional weight his balls
were stretched nicely away from his body. Once again I ordered him to get
the weights moving and keep them moving.  When he had a nice rhythm going I
switched on the vibrator embedded in his ass. I grabbed the chain on his
tits clamps and pulled as I explained the rest of this little game to him.
    "I know you hurt boy that is the idea. But you cock says you are
enjoying this." His cock was straining against the confines of it's
prison. "The last game we played I watched and you knew you were
entertaining me. This time I'm leaving you here by yourself. I am turning
off the light and you will be all alone with the pain. You will be doing
this only because I am ordering you to.  My knowing you are here in pain
will please me boy. That is all that should matter to you. You will keep
the weights swinging. I could return at anytime and if they are not
swinging just like they are now you will be punished for disobeying me."
With that I walked to the door and took one last look at chad hanging there
in the middle of the room. Thrusting his hips back and forth to keep the
weights in motion. I could see the pins bouncing around on his body. My
little slave torturing himself because he wanted to make me happy. As I
turned off the light and shut the door, leaving chad alone with his pain, I
hated doing it as I was enjoying watching him. But the whole point of this
was his hurting himself all alone for me. His waiting expectantly for me to
return.
    I went into the den and poured myself a drink. I might as well get
comfortable for a little while. I gave chad 30 minutes alone with his
thoughts and his pain before I got up to go check on him. As I reached for
the door handle I wondered if my little slave was still torturing himself
or if he had stopped? I opened the door and flipped on the light. chad's
hips were still moving, the weights were still swinging, and the clothes
pins were still bouncing around. Without saying a word I picked the paddle
up, walked over to chad, and started beating his ass. When I finished I
never even looked at his face just walked back to the door. As I reached
for the light switch I told him, "keep those weights moving boy. You have
permission to make noise if you need to." I flipped off the lights, shut
the door, and went back to my drink. 45 more minutes should just about be
right again.
    This time when I went back into the room everything was just as I had
left it except for the lovely moans and gasps issuing from chad. I once
again grabbed the paddle and applied it to his marvelous little ass. When I
finished I could tell chad was crying. He had gotten to the point were he
was losing it but still he kept going just to please me. I walked around in
front of chad and wiped the tears from his face. I reached up and kissed
him as tenderly as I could and said, "good boy, good boy. You have made me
very proud." I released chad's arms from over his head and unhooked the
cuffs from each other. I left them locked in his wrists but now his hands
were free.  I removed the spreader bar from his ankles but left the cuffs
locked on them too. I removed the parachute harness and the weight on the
tit clamps but left the tit clamps firmly attached to chad's nipples.
    I led chad into the den and once again had him kneel in front of
me. The clothes pins still made a beautiful pattern on his body and the
vibrator was still was sending sensations through his ass. I switched off
the vibrator and raised chad's head up to look at my face. "Boy I am very
proud of you, but we're not done yet. The clothes pins need to come
off. You are going to remove them yourself and I am going to watch. You are
going to hurt yourself just to entertain me." Oh yes he was going to
entertain me if my hard throbbing dick was any indication. Before he
started I pulled his head forward and had him suck on my cock for a few
minutes. Even after what he had endured and the pain he was still in his
eager mouth accepted it like the sweetest candy in the world.  I let him
suck for a few minutes then pulled his head away. We had clothes pins to
remove after all. The look of total disappointment on his face as he sat
back up on his knees was so pitiful I felt sorry that I didn't want him to
finish me off just yet. "All right boy, clothes pin time. When I snap my
fingers you will remove one pin until they are all gone. You will not
hesitate. You may make as much noise as you want, within reason. Now go
boy." And I snapped my fingers. He quickly reached for a clothes pin and
opened it, pulling it off. chad's whole boy flinched and a delightful gasp
came out of his mouth. This was going to be fun! I snapped my fingers again
and another one came off. I let him catch his breath for a moment and then
snapped my fingers again. I had not even let that one leave his skin before
I was snapping my fingers again. With the pain from one still fresh on his
senses he immediately had to take off another.  Such sweet torture. I
continued this alternating between slow and fast snaps of my fingers until
all the clothes pins were removed from his sides and chest. Only the tit
clamps remained. I was going to give myself the privilege of removing
them. I leaned over and pulled chad's face up to mine. I looked him in the
eyes and saw a look of total love and devotion. This boy's soul was
contained in those wonderful eyes. I got the chain to the tit clamps in one
hand and with the other drew chad's lips to mine. I gave him a long
passionate kiss to which he responded with every ounce of his being. His
lips literally melted into mine. I got so lost in it that I almost forgot
to yank the clamps off his tits. But I did. chad's whole body jerked in
pain but he never paused in the intensity of the kiss. As we pulled away I
said, "remember boy as a slave there will always be pain with pleasure. Is
that what you really want?" Actually I didn't even need to ask him. his
imprisoned dick said it all, pressing against the confines of it's prison
with a lovely puddle of precum on my carpet.
    "Sir I love you, Sir", was his response. "I want you to be my Master
and I want to be you slave. I don't care if you keep my dick locked up
forever. I don't care if you torture me, watch me torture myself, or just
leave me. All I want is to serve you and make you happy, Sir" Again his
eyes said it all. He really meant what he was saying. But again was the
fact that he had not cum the entire weekend and before he arrived it had
been over a week since he had last had an orgasm influencing his thoughts?
I decided I didn't want to take a chance. I wanted this boy, I loved this
boy, and I was going to keep him. I was not going to allow him to cum. In
fact he was going to stay in the cb3000 forever if that what it would take
to keep him like this.
    After all chad had been through today I decided it was time for a
little bit of tenderness. We went into the living room and I had chad lay
on the sofa. I locked his wrists together behind his back and locked his
ankle cuffs together. I sat down and pulled his face into my crotch. He
eagerly accepted my cock and immediately went to work with that wonderful
tongue of his. I turned on the tv and settled back to enjoy a long
leisurely suck by my slave boy. While chad worked his magic on my dick I
let my hands explore his body. They finally settled on his tits which I
pulled and caressed tenderly. No pain for now. He had proven himself to me,
I was happy. I was in no hurry to cum so whenever he would get me close I
would pull his head back until I had settled down a bit. While not sucking
my dick I allowed him to look at me. The look was of total devotion. He was
totally happy. I stroked his hair and he sighed in such contentment it
melted my heart. We kept this up until I finally couldn't wait any longer
and came in his mouth. What a wonderful way to spend and afternoon.
   When I had finished and chad had cleaned my cock he said, "permission to
speak Sir?" I stroked his head and answered, "permission to speak freely,
boy."
    "Sir," chad replied, "I know that I am supposed to leave at 7, but I
want to spend the night, please Sir. I can drive back for work early
tomorrow." I was very glad he was asking this as I really wasn't ready for
him to leave yet. I wanted to sleep with his in my arms one more night.
"Permission granted," was my quick reply. "Sir," chad began again, "My job
would allow me to live here. I know it is 2 hours away but I can work home
based and just go into the office a couple of times a week. I have very
little of any significance at my apartment. What I have is yours
Sir. Please let me come and be your full time slave, Sir." I looked at his
face that was turned up toward me, still laying in my lap. His eyes said it
all. They were pleading with me to accept his offer. His eyes reflected
nothing but love, happiness, and hopefulness that I would say yes. He had
proved his sincerity with what I had put him through. I had shown him what
he was getting himself into. Should I accept this boy into my life as my
full time chaste little bondage slave? What would you do? (To be continued
in part 9)

I REALLY WANT AN ANSWER HERE! What would you do? What requirements would
ask of this boy? I want to know if your ideas match mine when I gave chad
his answer.

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