Date: Mon, 15 Oct 2007 16:33:29 -0700 (PDT) From: aw78uk <aw78uk@yahoo.com> Subject: slave training 6 This is a story about training sessions with my Master. In this case it is my fantasy of something i hope my master can arrange. Please email feedback direct to my Master at hungjaques@yahoo.co.uk. Master would also like to receive suggestions of how i might be trained in the future. More true accounts following soon... Master has ordered me to arrive wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy shiny nylon PE shorts and flip flops. I have to walk from the car with a rapidly hardening cock pressing against the thin nylon and making a damp patch at the front of my shorts. Sir keeps me waiting on the doorstep when I ring his bell, as it should be for a slave. Suddenly master appears, towering over me and ordering me in -- on your knees boy, strip. I pull off the shorts and my cock sticks straight out. I get on my knees and keep my head low, not daring to look anywhere near master's face. I am amazed to see another slave, already naked and collared, on all fours in one corner of the room. One of master's other bois is also here and we are to serve together. I have never served with another slave before and I am not sure what to expect. All I know is that because I am the last slave to be added to master's stable, I will be the lowest slave and probably I will have to obey orders from the other slave, as well as from master. Master keeps me kneeling, head bowed as he walks around me, towering over me, in his boots and combats. My cock is rock hard and my heart is beating so fast. Get over here -- he orders his other slave. The slave crawls over in my direction. Stand infront of this animal -- master orders. Master orders me to look up to see the other slave's cock, which is huge. What do you think you need to do with that? Master addresses me, in a questioning voice. I am not sure what to say and start with an `errr' Pathetic, master shouts. Pathetic slave shit. No idea what to do with a hard dick. Any dick which is presented to a little shit like you is an honour and yet this animal doesn't' know what it is supposed to do. You stupid little apology for a slave. You obviously want to be punished don't you. Sir, please sir, please punish me sir, sorry sir im sorry to have displeased you sir, sorry sir I did not mean to sir, I wasn't' sure what... Shut up you shit, master growls. You don't' speak unless you are spoken to slave. Get on all fours and get reading for a beating. I position myself so that master has easy access to my butt. He starts to spank me, first one butt cheek, then the other, getting faster and harder all the time. Meanwhile I keep begging him - Sir thank you sir , thank you master, thank you for your punishment sir, thank you for punishing me sir, I need it sir, please I need more punishment Sir, thank you sir. The slapping goes on until my butt feels red and hot. Suddenly master stops and roughly pushes me over so that I fall onto my side. Get back on your knees, boi, you know you always kneel in the master's presence. Do you want another punishment you pathetic animal? You're not getting any cock now, slave. Get over to my other slave and line up with him. I want you both kneeling before me -- heads down, mouths open, tongues out. I crawl over to the other boi and we take up the position. Master takes his time and slowly moves to his seat. He firmly places his booted feet on the floor. Get over here bois and get licking, he orders. We slaves crawl as fast as we can to be the first to get to master's boot and the first to be able to worship. We both get down on all fours and lick and lick those masterful boots as if our lives depended on it. We both want to show our master what a good slave we are. We want to serve him in the way that only two slaves can -- providing double the service and we hope double the pleasure to our master, desperate both to serve and to please. Master suddenly gets up, not bothering about the fact that we are busy licking his boots and we get pushed out of the way. Follow me slaves -- crawl! master orders We follow him into the kitchen where a bucket of water is waiting.. Slaves you are going to clean this floor. First you will be leashed. Master ties a lead onto my cock and attaches a chain to the lead. He does the same to the other slave and connects the chain so that we are tethered together by our cocks. Now he attaches a chain to my collar and the same to the other slave, and clicks them together. We are now operating as a single slave unit -- master controlling us by tugging on the cock lead, each pull making us both gasp in pain. Get washing slaves! We move slowly about the kitchen floor on our knees, washing and polishing each area in turn, periodically being reminded of our total slavery and vulnerability as master tugs hard on the lead and drags our hard cocks towards him. After a while master throws an old towel towards us and we start drying the floor off, all the time attached at the neck and the cock by our slave chains. Master watches while we finish, so he can inspect the work. We are dragged to the side of the room and told to kneel and wait. Of course master is not satisfied and we are told we will be punished hard later, in a way master will not describe. We hang our heads in shame, sorry that we have not pleased our master, but also resigned to the punishment we crave and deserve as slaves. Master strides out of the room dragging us -- by our slave cocks- to follow him. More service and punishment awaits...