Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2007 15:52:43 -0800 (PST)
From: aw78uk <aw78uk@yahoo.com>
Subject: slave training 11

This is a true account of training sessions with my Master.  Feedback
appreciated.

Before my next training session, Master had sent me the following orders
by email:

Boi,

The following orders will be followed completely. You will text sir to
inform him that you have receieved the orders. Any deviation from these
orders will result in your SEVERE punishment.

The Boi is to arrive in his purple kit. No underwear. He will park at the
TOP of the street to ensure maximum humiliation when he has to walk to
Sir's house. The Boi will also bring with him warmer (but suitably
pathetic and humiliating) clothes in case Sir takes the Boi out in
public.

The time of the slave's arrival at Sir's home will be at the slave's
decision. He will base it on the estimate of how long he will require to
complete his tasks. The Boi will strip IMMEDIATELY on his arrival at
Sir's house and carry out his tasks naked. He will be wearing his collar
to show Sir that he is owned. He will text Sir to inform him that he has
arrived.

Sir has four shirts in a basket in the kitchen. These will be pressed and
ironed and hung on the hangers.

The Boi will then carry out his usual task of cleaning Sir's kitchen
floor. If it is not cleaned to Sir's satisfaction then Sir WILL punish
the slave and make him do it again.

The Boi will ensure that a bath is waiting for Sir when he gets in. The
indicators on the bath chain will show the Boi first how high to fill the
bath with Hot and then cold water to achieve a temperature to Sir's
liking.

Sir will arrive home PROMPTLY at 5.30pm. He expects to find the boi on
his knees in the middle of the living room. Hands behind his back.
Begging for attention from his Master.

Further instruction will be given to the Boi upon Sir's arrival home.

Sir


I was completely hard after reading the orders and could not wait to
arrive at Sir's house.  He had given me a key so that i could let myself
in to complete all the tasks before Sir arrived back from work.

I arrived about ten minutes early and let myself in.  As ordered i got
stripped off straightaway and texted Sir to let him know i was there.

I went to iron the shirts first. Sir had also left some spray starch
which I had not used before.  I hoped Sir would be happy with the job i
had done.  I tried very hard to iron the shirts well.  My cock kept going
hard and semi-erect while i was ironing.  it felt really good.

Once I had finished i cleared away the ironing board and filled the
bucket with soapy water to wash the floor.  Down on my knees i cleaned
away as if my life depended on it.  i was so determined that Master would
be happy with the job i had done when he arrived.

After a while i had finished.  I cleared away and went to check on the
time.  i needed to make sure that Sir's bath was ready in time.   There
was about 15 minutes left so i got on my knees and stared at the clock
until it was time to fill Sir's bath.  I followed his instructions about
the hot and cold water so that it would be exactly as he had ordered.  I
was getting worried because the bath filled quite slowly and i wanted to
be ready for Sir's arrival.  fortunately i finished just in time and got
in position just inside the door, on my knees, head bowed, hands behind
back.  of course my cock was sticking out.

Soon Sir arrived: good evening boi!

i got down on all fours and crawled to Sir's feet to remove his boots.
he ordered me to lick his socks, then remove them to worship his feet.

After a while Sir moved aside and i could hear him taking off his
trousers.  he told me to worship his cock though his stretchy lycra
boxers, which was brilliant.  my cock, in turn, was hard and springing up
and down as i licked and sucked on my master's cock through his masterful
boxers.

Master pushed me away after a while and went into the kitchen.  After a
few moments he returned and ordered me to take down his boxers and
worship his cock.  i could hardly imagine the privilege and i rushed to
get my tongue around his amazing cock and balls.

Once Sir was happy that I had worshipped enough he ordered me to follow
him upstairs for his bath. i was not sure what i was going to do while he
relaxed in the bath.  i should not have worried.  Roughly Sir attached a
metal harness to my cock and balls and attached that in turn to a chain
attached to handcuffs around my wrists behind my back.

I was not really able to move - you will stay in that position while i
have my bath slave!

Master got out of the bath after a while and walked around me while i was
chained and immobile on the floor.  he moved his foot close to my mouth -
worship it slave!  i struggled to get my tongue on his foot and he moved
it away.  i had to struggle against the chains to shuffle on the floor
towards his foot.  he moved it again.  eventually Master forced me up on
my feet, though i was not able to stand up straight.  he made me shuffle
through to the bedroom and struggle onto the bed,

I heard the clanking of more chains and shortly Master arrived with the
ankle restraints and another chain to tie my ankles to the handcuffs and
the chains around my cock and balls.  I was totally hog-tied.

Master settled down comfortably on the bed and he dragged me towards his
cock.  he was reading some papers for work and i was to worship his
cock.  i could not move anywhere so my sole purpose was focussing on his
cock - what a privilege.

After a while Sir pulled away and i was released from the chains.  Get
down from the bed - stand - head down slave!  For a split second i had my
head and eyes pointing towards Sir.

What are you doing boi!  You are not allowed to look at your Master - you
need punishing for that boi!  Slaps rained down on my arse and i had to
beg Master for forgiveness and beg him to stop.  My arse was red and
paining when he had finished.  You stupid piece of shit - you cannot even
follow a simple order.
Sorry Sir, Sorry Sir, please forgive me Sir, please Sir, please Sir.

Master dragged me downstairs and told me to wait on my knees in the
living room.

I could hear Master in the kitchen and shortly he ordered me to crawl
through to him.  Master had food for me in a dog bowl which he was
holding up under his cock.  Beg for it slave!  I got on my knees in front
of Master.  He granted me the total privilege of cumming over my food in
the dogbowl.  What an honour!

Master had also pissed into another bowl, which was alongside the food
bowl on the floor.  Master was sitting at the table eating while i was on
all fours slurping up out of the bowl.  Periodically Master pulled on my
cock and balls while i was eating.

After a while i could not get to any more of the food though there was
some left in the corner of the bowl.  Master turned the bowl over so that
the remainder fell on the floor - Lick it up slave.  I want that floor
licked clean!

I rushed to lick it all up and then took a drink of piss.  What an
honour.

Master ordered me to follow him back into the living room and i served as
his footstool while he watched TV for a while.  One foot was resting on
my back while i licked his other foot.  Then he swopped over.

When his tv programme had finished Master went upstairs and came back
with the chains again to attach to my cock and balls.  He secured my cock
and balls then added an extra attachment to my ankles, which he also
shackled together.  He ordered me to follow him into the kitchen to check
it was a struggle for me to move.  it certainly was.

Upstairs boi!

I was not sure i was going to make it.  i had to heave myself up stair by
stair, the chains pulling on my cock, balls and ankles at every turn.

Eventually i was at the top of the stairs.  Master made me stand and he
started slapping my cock.  As his hand came down a second time i
mistakenly moved away - flinching - from his punishment.  Did you move
away Slave?  You do not flinch from you master's punishments!  Get on
your knees and start begging.

Sir, sorry Sir please forgive me Sir, sorry, Sir, please Sir, i beg you
Sir:
slap, slap slap - Master was punishing my arse.

Get into the bathroom boi and kneel in the bath.  Head right down.  You
need a good hosing down with Sir's piss.
Sir pissed all over my back and then made me kneel up so he could piss
into my mouth.  A punishment and also an honour.

Master made me hose myself down and get myself soaped off before i had to
crawl into his study and under his desk.  As usual Master made me lick
and worship one foot while the other was pressing against my cock.  After
a while i was pleased to hear that Master was going to cum.  This is such
an honour for a slave to be on the floor licking his Master's feet while
his Master cums.  Master gave me his hand to lick off his cum, then
ordered me to clean off his cock.  He then ordered me to suck and lick
his balls gently.

Master allowed me to rub myself against his masterful legs and before
very long i was cumming - my cum splurting out all over Master's leg.  Of
course he ordered me to lick it up.

I crawled downstairs and got dressed into my sports kit, though Master
ordered me to only pull my shorts up to my balls so that my cock was
still sticking out.  After i had begged for a while, Sir allowed me to
pull my shorts up properly, before i was dismissed out into the night
air.  I hope it will not be long before i am serving Master again.  Thank
you Sir!