Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2006 13:32:37 -0800 (PST)
From: John Roberts <darkroad53@yahoo.com>
Subject: Teacher's Summer Training - Part 4

This is one of my stories in which I see myself
finally coming to terms with my submissiveness and my
desire to become the slave of a Male Master. If you
are offended by man to man sexual contact, then go
elsewhere. Otherwise, enjoy, and send critiques.

Part 3 ended like this:

As I lay on my side, he slides in behind me, and I can
feel his cock against my legs.  He throws his arm over
my side and grabs my cock and balls.  I groan, but I
don't try to move against his hand.  I try to close my
eyes and rest because I know he'll be working me over
later.

Part 4 My submissive limits are severely tested.

The first twenty-four hours of my chosen summer
training have been more difficult than I could ever
have imagined. The cyber banter that took place the
last three months with Master Walt was obviously
designed to have me drop my guard and trust that he
would allow me to live out my submissive fantasy of
the straight man wanting and then learning to suck
another man's cock, and then returning unaffected to
his daily life. Little did I know that once I came
under his control, he would exert his dominance as he
rudely drug me into the submissive role that I thought
I wanted more than anything.

As I fall asleep, my mind races through the
humiliating possibilities that tomorrow would bring.
And, I will have no choice to but to submit. Up to
now, there has not been anyway to escape, and 14 days
seem like a long, long time to endure his training and
punishments.

I am awakened by his stirring on the bed behind me.
Since I have never sleep even close to another man, I
feel unsettled and weak. Master Walt wastes little
time shouting, "Get up cunt! It's morning and you've
got a long day and night ahead of you. I've got some
work to do in town, so two of my friends are coming
over to continue you summer training. Doesn't that
sound great Johnny? The pathetic little teacher now
becomes the trainee."

I let out with a weak little groan mumbling, "But,
sir. Please. We talked for months about me serving
you. Can't you just lock me up somewhere until you get
home?"

My protests elicit an angry response from Master Walt,
"Who'd the fuck do you think you are, pussy? Your safe
little classroom is gone. You've told me for months
that you wanted this, so now you're here, and you will
obey me without hesitation or else you'll suffer."

Grabbing the back of me head, he jerks my eyes upward
as he glares down at me. "I didn't force you to come
here. You freely put me in control, begging me over
and over, so now you're whining about what I want.
You'll do anything I want until I am done with you.
Don't even think about trying to run away either,
unless you plan to take off naked and cuffed. That
would really look good on the papers. "Local highway
patrolman picks up veteran teacher walking along the
road naked wearing bondage restraints."

A sharp, stinging slap across my face gets my full
attention. "Now get the fuck off my bed. Get on your
knees, crawl over to that corner. Put your hands
behind your back and you face against the wall. And
don't move until I tell you to."

I slide off His bed and onto my knees crawling quickly
to the far corner of the room and awaiting my fate. I
can't help but to glance around to see if there is
anyway to escape. I am ashamed of myself for being so
weak and trusting. I could have continued to live in
my fantasy world and have avoided having my
submissiveness exploited. But to my despair, I feel my
legs rubbing up against my cock and balls as I crawl
and my cock begins to get engorged with excited blood
revealing my darkest desire. Seeing my reaction Master
Walt laughs and says, "I don't want your puny little
slave cock to go unnoticed. Instead of facing the
wall, knee facing the center of the room. My friends
will love to know not to listen to any crying and
whining from you. If you really don't crave this kind
of treatment, then you wouldn't be so hard."

Walking towards me, he picks up a piece of leather
from his night stand. "This little belt will keep your
cock nice and hard so that the more sensitive it is,
the more you'll want to perform in order to earn some
relief." He snaps the leather belt tightly around my
cock and balls making my cock grow harder and my balls
get redder. "See how you like that for a while, cunt."

So, here I am, the day just starting and already my
submissiveness has resurfaced and will be put to the
test very soon. Before he leaves, Master Walt puts a
black cloth bag over my head and pulls the drawstring
tight. He whispers in my ear, "This will help you to
remember to obey whoever comes calling. Have a good
time today, bitch." I hear the door close and the room
is silent. I could dare move and try to get out, but
this seems like a desperate attempt that surely will
fail, so I remain kneeling in the corner waiting for
the others to arrive and take control.

Time passes slowly, but even though the wooden floor
gets harder by the minute, I stay put. The bag is hot,
but even though I could take it off, I don't. There is
no way to tell if someone is watching and testing my
obedience. I begin tell myself aloud, "I'm so stupid.
Why did I come here and let this man take control? I
feel helpless. I've got to do something."

Just as I pause to take a breath, a different male
voice gets my attention. "Go ahead, pussy. Try to get
away. I want to tell Master Walt that I had no choice
but to punish you. You could use a good, hard beating
to keep you in line. Shut the fuck up and crawl
towards my voice."

Knowing that I had better obey, I let out a
half-hearted, "Okay sir" as I get on all fours and
crawl to him. Unable to sense how far away he is, I
crawl right into his legs. I feel him reach down and
release the hood. When he pulls it off, he says, "Kiss
and lick my feet." He sits back in a chair and lifts
one foot to my lips. "Lather up each toe, cunt. I want
both feet clean before my friend gets here."

I think to myself, "I can't do this. All I wanted was
get a chance to suck another man's cock, not this."

My hesitation is met with anger, "Open your fucking
mouth, cunt and get to work!" As I close my mouth
around his right big toe, he strikes my lower back and
ass with his belt. My whining moan gets me another
taste of his belt. The stinging sensation tells me to
shut up and clean his feet like I was told to. When he
is satisfied with my work, he switches feet and I take
care to lather each toe of his left foot. His feet
don't smell, but have clearly been covered and the
sweaty taste is stingingly salty.

"Good enough slave. Take a drink of water before we
move on." I'm thankful for this relief and tell him,
"Thank you sir."

"Master Walt tells me that you are a teacher who
hooked up with him wanting to learn to be a
cocksucker.  Did all the young bucks in your classes
get to you? Did you fantasize about being on your
knees surrounded by young, hard cocks needing to be
eaten? Come on, cunt. Tell me the truth."

"No sir. I didn't want to suck my students' cocks.
Something awakened in me during a vacation from
school. I wasn't anywhere around them when I began to
have these desires."

"Yeah, I know all about you straight cocksuckers. You
think about sucking cock all the time, but you're too
much of a pussy to do anything about it. But here you
are, naked and on your knees, ready to fulfill you
fantasy. Before I give you what you want, you've got
to admit that if you found yourself like this, naked
and on your knees, in the middle of a group young,
hard, hot studs, you'd eat every one of them and
gobble down their cum, no matter if they kept you
there all night long and fucked you mouth five times
apiece. Admit it now, cocksucker."

"What will he do if I admitted that I'd suck every
cock in the room as many times as they wanted?" I
didn't know, but I looked up at him meekly and said,
"Sir, I would want to eat every cock in the room, as
many times as they wanted. But that's not why I'm here
sir. I just wanted to experience what it would be like
to eat a man's cock. I'm not gay, and I don't want
anyone else to think I am. Please, sir, I'm telling
you the truth."

"You may not be gay, but you definitely are a
submissive pussy. That's why I agreed to come here and
take over for Master Walt. We've been friends for
years and have share many sexual experiences with guys
just like you. You'll get to suck cock, but along the
way we are going to have a lot of fun at your expense.
You're just a pathetic little boy who needs to learn
to perform and obey. When we're done with you, you'll
have no doubt who you are. And we'll always know where
you are! We'll always have right where we want you,
ready for us to use and abuse. There is nothing you
can do cunt, so get use to it."

His words are devastating. I am not prepared to endure
his or anyone else's abuse. I came here to suck cock
only, but instead, I am being held captive and
threatened with all kinds of degrading and humiliating
acts. As reality hits me, my cock begins to soften,
and face reddens with shame and embarrassment.

Seeing that my cock hangs limps, my new Master shoves
me to my back, gets up from his chair and grabs a
black tube with a matching ring attached. Without
saying a word, he grabs my cock and slides it inside
the tube; he loops the ring around my balls and
secures it with a small padlock. "We won't be needing
your cock. You're here to please us and not yourself.
Now, get back on your knees. Unzipping his pants, he
growls, "You are going to get your first lesson in
sucking my cock and eating my cum, you fuckin' little
slut."

I moan quietly and he slides his hardening cock toward
my waiting mouth. "Get busy and lock your pussy lips
around my cock and balls. Let's see how much you
really want to suck me."

Those humiliating words cut deep, but I do as he says,
and I cover his cock with my mouth shoving in a much
as I can. When the head of his cock hits the back of
my mouth, I gag a little and back off only long enough
to take a breath and suck his shaft back into my
mouth. After five or six slobbering strokes, he grabs
me by the hair and says, "Just to the head now.
Lather, lick and suck until I tell you to stop."

Steadying myself with my left hand on his thigh, I
hold his cock with my right and for a full five
minutes, I worship the head of his dick as it gets
harder and engourges with blood. I use the tip of my
tongue on the slit and swirl my tongue around and
around the head. He moans his approval and grabs the
sides of him head as he jams his cock all the way down
my throat cutting off my air supply. I struggle and
choke against his grip, but he does not let go until I
stop fighting him.

When he pulls his cock out of my mouth, he uncaringly
says, "Get to work on my balls. I'm not ready to cum
yet." Even though my humiliation grows, I don't
hesitate; I hold his balls in one hand as I lather his
balls and lick and suck the sensitive area behind
them. His louder moaning tells me that he is getting
close to climaxing and shooting his sperm into my
mouth.

He waits a little longer letting me work on his balls.
Then he orders me to take his cock into my mouth. As
soon as I close my lips around his cock, grabs my head
and forces my mouth up and down his shaft. Between
gagging and gasps of air, I hear his shout, "I'm
cumming you fucking little cock sucker; I'm cumming."

His cum is body temperature as it fills my mouth;
sticky, hot, salty and thick. I swallow every drop I
can until he pulls out of me. His cock is still hard
and wet with saliva and sperm. As his breathing begins
to return to normal, he says, "Clean it off, pussy.
You're not done yet."

I dutifully lick him clean as his erection begins to
soften. "That's not bad for a first time, bitch. How's
your little cock and balls feeling?"

I had not paid attention to myself, but now I feel
that my cock has filled the tube and is eager to be
release. When he grabs my chastity tube, he feel how
hard I have gotten. "Seems you like you job. Is that
right, cunt?"

Fighting the urge to cry and say "No, please let me
go", I meekly answer the humiliating question, "Yes
sir, I do. Thank you for letting me suck your cock."

"Goooood. Another male voice sounds over the intecom,
"Hey Boston, let me in; Walt called and told me he's
got a brand new bitch that wants to suck my cock."

I just bow my head and wait on my knees facing the
chair that just held the man whose cock and balls I
just licked and sucked and whose cum I ate and still
taste in my mouth. Master Boston walks over and gives
me a slight kick in the ass, "Your new friend is here,
so you'll get to take care of him as soon as he is
ready. In the meantime, stay right where you are, on
your knees. How's my cum taste?"

When I don't answer him, he grabs the back of my head
jerks my eyes upward to meet his, "I asked you a
question, cunt! Answer me! How does my cum taste?"

In a near panic state with my heart beating hard, I
whimper out, "Sir, it tastes good. Thank you for
letting me eat your cum." Satisfied for the moment
with my response, Master Boston releases my hair and
shoves my face to the floor. "Stay there and don't
move cunt!"

As I kneel so submissively waiting helplessly to be
used by the two men, I halfheartedly try to convince
myself that I could try and get away; I think,
"Someone will surely help me and understand what
happened."

But as before, I am brought back to reality when I
hear the second man's boots heels as he walks through
the door. He is greeted by Master Boston, "James!
Great to see that you could make it. How the hell are
you? And are you ready to have some fun with this
bitch?"

Master James answers, "I'm good. I got excited when
Walt called to tell me that he had this fucking
so-called straight pussy who he'd been talking to on
the Internet showed up at his door today begging to
learn to suck cock. Is that the little fucker over
there?"

"That's her. She's sucked Walt and me, but still has
her cherry that we are going to have fun popping."

All I can do is moan in despair and try to remain
calm. Then I hear the boots walking toward me as I
kneel facing the chair. I find myself staring at the
feet of a large man towering over me. I hear him
unbuckle his belt and unzip his fly. "Your turn cunt.
You can't suck my cock like this."

I kneel upright and pull his jeans down to the tops of
his boots. Then I reach up and slide his briefs down
exposing his hardening cock. Master James then sits
down and orders me to finish taking off his boots,
socks, and pants. I remove first one boot and then the
other. Afterwards I take down his jeans and lay them
aside. Putting a hand on my shoulder, Master James
says, "Slide my briefs off with your teeth and hold
them in your mouth."  Feeling humiliated, I obediently
do as he says. They both have a good laugh as I kneel
before them with a man's briefs hanging out of my
mouth. To further humiliate me, he pulls the briefs
out of my mouth and hangs them around my neck. He
laughs at me again as he grabs my ears and pulls my
head down to his crotch.

"Take a good sniff bitch. You've got a lot of work to
do and a long night ahead of you." I smell his
masculine scent and know that I am at his mercy.

Master James holds his cock in his hand and says,
"Start licking my balls cunt. I want you and me to
really enjoy this." His two hairless balls are big and
I cannot possibly get them both in my mouth at once,
so I gently suck on each one and lick him with my
tongue. When he slides forward I know to lick and suck
behind them. As I work on his balls, he strokes his
cock as it gets harder. I glance up to see a thick,
heavily veined cock that I will have to suck. It is as
straight as I have ever seen, and even though I feel
humiliated that I am submitting to another man, I
crave his control and my deep desire to eat his cum is
overwhelming. I begin to moan and groan as I get more
and more excited as I lick and suck his balls.

Master James notices my fever and comments to Master
Boston, "This cunt is really getting in to this
blowjob. I'm just about ready to shoot my load down
his throat."

To me he says, "Get your fuckin' mouth down on my
cock. You've got me so hot that I'm ready to explode."
Grabbing my hair, Master James slams my mouth down on
his dick. "Eat me you fuckin' whore! Eat me!"

I suck for all I'm worth. I feel his cock widen, and I
taste cum seeping in to my mouth. Master James stands
up and begins fucking my mouth, jamming his dick to
the back of my throat and pulling it almost all the
way out. Over and over his rapes my mouth as I try to
maintain a grip on his shaft. After three or four
minutes, he makes one last lunge at mouth and holds my
head as he cries out in a deep guttural voice. When he
pulls back slightly, glob after glob of cum flows into
my mouth. I swallow and suck as his cock keeps a
steady, throbbing spasm as he rocks back and forth. He
keeps his cock in my mouth until it begins to soften;
then he pushes me backward and sits down in the chair.
 I now feels how hot we both were as I feel the sweat
pouring from my body begin to cool. We both breathe
deeply for several moments before he speaks.

"So, Walt was right; you really want to be a cock
sucker. I know plenty of guys who love to stick their
cocks in your mouth. Right now, we're going to take a
rest and give you a chance to think about how much you
like what you just did."

Master James yells, "Hey, Boston! Let's watch this
cunt jerk off his pathetic little dick off and eat his
cum for us,"

"Okay; come on bitch; get out in the middle of the
room and face us on your knees." I reluctantly crawl
to the center of the room when a key for my cock lock
is thrown to me so that I can release myself and
perform for them. I cannot hide my excitement. As soon
as the tube is removed my cock starts to harden. I
grasp my dick in my right hand, and I begin to jerk
off. After a few strokes my cock is hard. "Stick you
other hand up your ass pussy and fuck yourself. You
ass going to have to get used taking our cocks." This
I don't like to hear, but I so as I am told. The
spectacle amuses them and they begin to chant, "Cum,
cum cum!"

As humiliating as this is, I feel myself getting
close, so I slide my hand up and down my shaft faster.
As I begin to moan from the impending climax, I hear
Master James growl, "You'd better catch every funkin'
drop of cum in your hand bitch or you'll be cleaning
the floor with your tongue."

I shake my head in acknowledgement and then feel my
cum just at the head of my cock. I pull my left hand
from my ass and position it to catch my sperm as it
shoots out of my cock.  A loud cry comes from deep
inside of me as the first drops of cum shoot from my
cock and into my hand. My spasms are hard to control,
but I manage to catch all of my cum.  As I slow my
jerking motion, I stare at the pool of cum in the palm
of my hand.

"Eat it, cunt. It's all yours!"  Without hesitation, I
lick the sperm into my mouth and swallow it all. To
me, it tastes good.

Master Billie Bear demanded that I submit this part of
my story to the Nifty files, and I am ordered to ask
if other Masters would like to give this sub further
direction and demands. darkroad53@yahoo.com