Date: Mon, 16 Jan 2012 14:15:24 -0800 (PST)
From: Christian Debus <servus4u@ymail.com>
Subject: "The Bezistan Chronicles" Chapter 3  Gay Male / Authoritarian

THE BEZISTAN CHRONICLES
Chapter 3: Aindrias meets his Master

This is a story of erotic fiction meant for adult readers over the age of
eighteen years

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Written by Jean-Christophe (Chris):  Re-edited January, 2012
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Chapter 3: Aindrias meets his Master

Nervously, the young slave stands motionless beneath the shady portico at
the ceremonial entrance to his Master's desert palace. He is in the
'display' position mandatory for all slaves who await their masters'
attention. With his feet apart and his fingers entwined behind his bowed
head, he holds his smooth, hairless torso rigidly upright so that it
displays his body to its full potential. With shoulders pulled back, chest
thrust out, stomach sucked in and with both leg and arm muscles tautly
stretched he is ready for his Master's inspection.

In common with all of his Master's slaves he is completely naked except for
the stainless steel, slave collar permanently fastened around his neck and
the matching, three ring genital band. The largest of these three rings
encircles his cock and balls and rests flat against the plain of his
stomach. A second, smaller ring isolates his large balls from his cock and
presents them as a tightly, bundled package held well down from the
body. The third ring, smaller than the other two, encircles his cock and
holds it high and proudly thrust out at right angles to his belly in a
semi-erect state. These cock rings serve to re-enforce his status as a
slave and as owned property.

As this is the first time the slave has been allowed to enter the Master's
palace compound he is understandably nervous. His duties as a slave have,
until now, been confined to the stables and surrounding fields. This
morning, for some unknown reason, the stable-master ordered him to lead the
Master's personal pony cart to the front of the palace and to tether the
ponies to the hitching- pole at the bottom of the front steps. The slave
was then to take up his current position at the front door and await his
Master's pleasure. That had been some hours ago.

The slave, at least, is in a more comfortable position than the two African
pony-slaves who stand naked and immobile in the full glare of the desert
sun. Like him they are naked. Unlike his, their slave collars and genital
bands are made of pure gold which gleam against their flawless, black
hides. These gold fittings are a symbol of their special status as the
Master's personal ponies. Perfectly matched in both height and musculature
they wear red harness embossed with gold trimmings. Each is fitted with a
bridle and bit and wears blinkers which restrict their vision. Their hands
are fastened by matching cuffs to the shafts of the carriage.
Additionally, they also wear leather bindings, with tinkling bells
attached, around their ankles.

As they stand immobilised in the full sun, flies and other biting insects
feed thirstily on their oiled and sweating torsos; clearly their discomfort
is obvious. This causes them to musically stamp their feet or to vigorously
shake their bodies; all too minimal effect. The cart to which they are
harnessed is made of a light, metal frame for speed and is well sprung to
allow for their driver's comfort. The cart is upholstered in red, pure,
soft Moroccan leather with gold embossing which matches the ponies'
harness. And to protect their Master from the weather there is a matching
red and gold canopy with drop down sides.

As the slave awaits his Master's arrival he reflects on his present
situation.

Now in his nineteenth year, he has been a slave for five years. As time is
of no consequence to a slave, he is no longer aware of his exact age. The
slave only knows the unrelenting and repetitious nature of slavery where
each new day is exactly the same as yesterday and tomorrow promises to be
the same as today.

Why he was enslaved is unknown to the slave. He remembers only that once
his name had been Andrias and that even this has been taken from him. He,
in common with all other of his Master's slaves, is now disparagingly
referred to as 'slave' or 'boy'.

He has confused memories of his father, a Greek fisherman, and himself
being brought to this vast and isolated estate and initiated into
slavery. The slave recalls vividly that both he and his father had been
stripped naked and taken before their new Master for inspection.  His
father had strongly protested at this treatment and had subsequently been
severely whipped by order of their new owner.

The vision of his father being fastened to a whipping-post and soundly
thrashed with a leather whip is still vivid in the slave's mind. So too are
the memories of his father's screams and pleas for mercy which met with no
response. After the whipping the slave's father was made to crawl on his
hands and knees and kiss his Master's feet as a sign of his new
subservience. After this initial whipping the slave's father never again
offered any resistance to either the Master or his overseers.

Whipped into submission and fully subdued, the slave's father stood
docilely as he and his son were subjected to humiliating examinations. This
involved the Master examining their bodies for any flaws or defects and
appraising their musculature for strength. A detailed examination of their
genitals was next. The slave recalled the tears of shame he shed as his
Master fingered his cock and balls. And of the utter humiliation he also
felt when ordered to bend at the waist and prise his buttocks apart to
allow his new Master a closer inspection.

After this, the Master discussed with another man he called Geoffrey how
best to use them.  The slave recalled his father being described as a fine,
sturdy animal and of himself as having future potential. Both men agreed
that they should both be taken to the Master's stables where the father was
to be used as either a pony-slave or draught-slave. The boy would serve as
a stable-slave until old and strong enough to be harnessed and placed
between the shafts.

Suddenly, these thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a loud gong and
movement within the palace. Both large, bronze doors, powered by four
muscular, white slaves swing open.  Once the doors are fully open, the four
slaves fall to their knees, cross their left ankles over their right and
spread their knees apart to their fullest extent thus exposing their
genitals to full view. Their upper bodies are held rigidly upright with
their heads bowed in submission and with the palms of their hands facing
upwards on their inner thighs.

The Master disparagingly refers to these slaves as his door hinges. Their
only role in life is to open and close the massive front doors for his
departures or arrivals. At all other times they stand passively, alongside
the doors, with their bodies held rigidly erect with their feet apart and
with their hands clasped behind their backs.

The young slave has never seen palace slaves this close before and he
momentarily notes that, like him, they too are completely naked but wear
gold neck collars and genital bindings identical to the two African
ponies. The slave also notes that their smooth, hairless bodies glisten
with special slave oil used to highlight their muscularity.

Consistent with the slave etiquette training he has received at the hands
of his overseers, the young slave immediately drops to the floor in the
full prostrate position. This requires that he lie face down on his belly
with his chest and face pressed hard against the marble tiles. Then, the
slave stretches his arms and legs out to their fullest extent in a St
Andrew's X position and fearfully awaits his Master's arrival. This is the
first time since his initial examination five years ago that the slave has
found himself in his owner's close presence and he trembles with
trepidation.

Suddenly, the slave is aware that his Master, accompanied by his major
domo, is standing over him and looking down at his prone body. Within the
range of his limited vision, the slave sees a pair of exquisite leather
boots. Slowly the boots circle around him as the Master appraises the slave
lying before him. For what seems an eternity nothing happens. Then the
Master, in an imperious tone, gives the order for the slave to assume the
'kneeling display' position identical to the still kneeling door
slaves. Quickly the young slave scrambles to his knees and assumes the
position as commanded. Once again his owner walks slowly around the slave
stopping to appraise his body from all sides.

The slave is unaware that his Master is captivated by his physical beauty
and youthful naivety. He wonders why he hasn't previously noticed this
magnificent, young slave. Still within his slave herd it is very easy for
the Master to overlook a single slave.

Wanting to see more of the slave kneeling at his feet he gives the order
for 'full kneeling display'. The slave instantly uncrosses his ankles and
leans forward to press his chest to the floor and place the palms of both
hands facing down on either side of his head. This effectively elevates the
slave's ass to a higher level. At the same time the slave spreads his knees
to better display his cock and balls for his Master's pleasure.

Of all the degrading positions slaves are forced to assume before their
masters, the young slave hates this one the most. Its intention is to
reduce the slave to the level of the animal he has become. The young
slave's ingrained sense of modesty silently rebels at this humiliating
display of his body for another man's sexual pleasure. Therefore, he hopes
by keeping his knees slightly closer together, and by tightly clinching his
buttocks, he will be spared the embarrassment of publicly displaying that
most private and secret part of his body.

In thinking his the slave is mistaken!

The Master notes the slave's coyness at fully opening his body for his
inspection. He becomes angry at this subtle display of disobedience and
determines the slave shall be taught a lesson in Master/slave
relations. Reaching to his belt he unclips a short whip and raising it high
above his head proceeds to bring it down hard on the slave's exposed back.

The slave, of course, is unaware of his Master's actions and is totally
unprepared. The slave hears a hissing sound above and behind him and this
is quickly followed by a loud 'thwack' as the lash cuts viciously across
his naked ass. Instantly the slave becomes aware of a searing pain burning
into his consciousness which causes him to scream with animal-like
intensity. This gives way to sobbing which wracks his entire body.

Over the years the slave had been caned many times by his overseers. Though
painful at the time, these were soon forgotten until the next time
punishment was administered. The whip however is different. The intensity
of the pain is reminiscent of the time, five years ago, when both he and
his father were branded. The memory of the branding iron searing into his
flesh is ever present and reminds him daily that he is a now slave for
life.

With his body shaking from the intensity of the pain in his ass, the slave
is suddenly aware of his master's stern orders to 'spread those knees','
further yet', 'wider', 'yes that's it, 'press your chest into the floor', '
raise your ass higher', 'higher I said', ' now thrust it out', ' hold that
position'.

The Master won't tolerate any non-compliance from his slaves. His angry
commands tumble out in quick succession and the slave, like his father did
five years ago, yields to his Master's authority.

New and shameful sensations sweep over the slave. He becomes aware that the
crack between his buttocks is stretched wide and he feels the strain on his
sphincter as it opens his orifice to his Master's gaze. This causes his
hole to spasm and he feels it rhythmically opening and closing to his rapid
heartbeats. He can also feel the heavy weight of his bound balls as they
hang suspended between his now widely spaced legs.

Now subdued, the compliant slave is aware that his Master is bending over
him. Then, he feels his Master's hands upon his body. They move slowly and
firmly across his buttocks and then he feels a finger sliding down his
ass-crack and over the perineum to his balls. The slave gasps as these are
tightly squeezed and pulled away from his body. Satisfied, his Master then
feels under his belly for his cock and begins to softly stroke him to a
full erection. The slave responds to his Master's manipulations and he is
aware he is oozing pre cum onto the tiles beneath him. Then the finger
begins its return journey back up his perineum, into his crack and upwards
to his pucker where it stops momentarily before slowly tracing a circle
around his hole.

The slave shudders with pleasure as the finger continues its contact with
the sensitive tissue around his anus. He yields to his Master and gives
himself over to the feelings now engulfing him. He moans with carnal
pleasure and this delights his Master. The slave suddenly gives an audible
gasp of surprise and discomfort as the finger presses against his opening,
looking to enter into his body. Involuntarily, his hole suddenly tightens
up as a defence against the probing finger and seeks to prevent any further
intrusion. However the Master isn't to be denied entry and pushes even
harder against the resistance until his finger is fully inserted.

The slave wriggles with discomfort and this earns him two hard slaps on the
ass with the Master's free hand and the command to remain still. Slowly the
invading finger explores the slave's insides seeking out his prostate and,
once found, the finger begins a gently stroking of the sensitive gland. Now
the finger begins a slow, piston-like movement in and out of his hole. The
slave feels the involuntary contraction of his ass muscles as they tightly
grip the intruding finger. As pain gives way to pleasure, the slave is
overwhelmed and begins to whimper softly. This too pleases the Master as he
continues to finger-fuck the slave's tight, virgin hole.

All too soon the slave feels his Master slowly withdrawing his finger. The
sudden release of pressure causes the slave to fart. This displeases the
master who delivers a series of sharp slaps to the slave's upturned ass
with the admonishment that 'slaves don't break wind in the presence of
their Masters'. The slave cringes in fear of his Master's sense of outrage
and anger.

The Master continues his verbal abuse of the slave and then he puts his
boot to the slave's ass and propels him partially forward onto his
nose. The now terrified slave hears his Master's angry order to.

"Stand and display".

The slave scrambles to his feet and adopts the 'display' position ready for
his master's inspection.

The distraught slave is trembling with fear over this upset his unfortunate
farting has caused. The majority of the estate's slaves, because of the
high fibre content of their special diet and the stress placed on their
bodies as they labour, break wind often and loudly. Their overseers accept
this as evidence of a slave's status as a beast of burden and, unless they
are in a bad mood, usually don't punish the offending slave.

Once again there is a loud outburst from the Master and he hears himself
described as a filthy animal. The cause of this latest outburst is the pre
cum which leaked from the slave's cock during his Master's ministrations
and which now glistens in small pearls on the marble floor.

The Master orders one of the door slaves to crawl forward and to clean
these up with his tongue. When this is done to his satisfaction, the Master
orders the slave to clean up the young slave's cock from which a long,
silver thread of pre cum is slowly working its way downwards towards the
floor. The door slave crawls on all fours and commences to move his tongue
over the young slave's cock paying particular attention to the piss slit
.The slave trembles at the sensations now flooding over him.

The Master calls a halt and orders the 'door hinge' to return to his
position by the door. The Master turns to face the slave standing rigid
with fear in the face of his anger. Imperiously, he snaps his fingers and
the slave goes to the 'full display' position by standing on his toes and
thrusting his hips forward thus obscenely presenting his cock and balls for
inspection.

The Master notes with satisfaction the slave's now faultless compliance
with his commands.

The slave is aware that his Master is appraising his body. He senses the
Master standing behind him and then feels his Master's hands lovingly
caressing both cheeks of his buttocks.  The slave trembles slightly under
his owner's touch. He now feels the hands groping between his outstretched
legs before a finger moves up the crevice to his hole where, as previously,
it stops and slowly excites the sensitive anal tissue. The slave enjoys the
resulting spasms as his hole puckers in response to the Master's stimulus.

Next, he feels a finger tracing the outline of the S brand on his left
flank before it moves to the angry, red welt left by the whip. He winces
audibly and flinches at the touch. Noting his slave's re-action, the Master
asks him does he know why he tasted the whip.

Unsure of the correct response, he cautiously replies,

"Yes Master, because your slave offended you".

The Master compliments him on his answer and tells him his ass will be sore
for several more days. However, the pain should remind him that total and
instant obedience is what a Master demands from his slaves.

The slave's reply is simple but contrite.

"Thank you Master".

Satisfied, the Master condescendingly slaps his ass and tells him to turn
around and to lift his head.

The slave turns and lifts his head, as commanded, and finds he is looking
directly into his Master's face. Their eyes met, momentarily, before the
slave deferentially lowers his gaze to the ground. In the fleeting seconds
that their eyes make contact, the slave notes the Master's handsome bearded
face. The slave shivers imperceptibly as the eyes, full of arrogance and
contempt, bore into him. From the cruel line of his Master's mouth, the
slave knows instinctively not to expect any pity or mercy.

Reaching forward the Master places his hands on either side of the slave's
head and examines his eyes and teeth before moving down over the slave's
shoulders to begin a slow, methodical examination of his body. The hands
slide down over the slave's muscular chest, pausing to cruelly twist and
tweak the pert, ruby-red nipples surrounded by their large, coin sized
areolae before tracing the outline of the prominent brand on the right
pectoral. The Master's hands continue their downward sweep to the ribbed
abdomen where a finger is pushed rudely into the deep indent of slave's
navel. Satisfied, the Master then cups his right hand and wordlessly holds
it in front of the slave.

The slave responds by thrusting his hips forward and places his cock and
balls into the upturned hand thus acknowledging his Master's ownership of
his body. The Master slowly manipulates the two hairless balls, gauging
their size and shape, and then turns his attention to the partially erect
cock which he strokes to a full erection. Finally, satisfied the Master
turns his back on the slave and prepares to leave the palace.

The slave, as his training dictates, runs swiftly down the stairs and falls
onto his hands and knees alongside the Master's pony cart. Bracing his arms
and legs, he offers his straightened back as a step up into the cart.

The Master, accompanied by his major domo, reaches the bottom of the steps
and moves to examine his African ponies before entering the cart. Suddenly
the Master is gripped with a cold fury as he sees a drying puddle of urine
in front of each pony. Unclipping his whip, he lays into the ponies,
furiously lashing their naked bodies. The tethered ponies, re-acting to the
savage lashing, futilely try to avoid their Master's whip.

Finally, his anger partially satiated, he uses the young slave to step up
into the cart, pausing momentarily to grind his heel into his back. He
settles himself comfortably into the driver's seat and clicks his fingers
in the direction of the still kneeling slave.

The slave immediately leaps to his feet, untethers the now chastened ponies
and offers their reins to his Master. Taking the reins, the Master now
vents further anger towards the young slave and orders him to clean up the
ponies mess. And when this is done - the Master instructs his major domo -
he is to take the slave to the whipping-yard where he is to be given five
strokes of the cane across his ass.

The major domo asks the Master of what transgression is the slave guilty.

"None!" The Master snaps. "But because you questioned my judgement increase
the number of strokes to ten".

The slave flinches and turns pale at his Master's order.

Trembling with fear he simply replies,

"Master, thank you Master".

However, the Master still isn't finished with the slave. He instructs the
slave to beg the whip-master to apply the cane with the full force of his
arm and that on his return he will personally inspect the slave to see if
this has happened. Should he not be satisfied, he tells the slave, he will
double the number of strokes and apply them personally.

Through his tears of fear and apprehension the slave once again thanks his
Master.

Then, almost as an after-thought, the Master instructs his major-domo that
once the caning has been administered, he is to prepare the slave for hard
usage. His body is to be cleaned and oiled on the outside; he is to be
douched, his hole lubricated with fragrant oil and opened up with a
dildo. Then he is to be placed, in the kneeling position, in the Master'
private quarters to await his return later in the afternoon.

The Master now turns his attention to the two ponies and pulls back cruelly
on their reins to gain their attention. With a flick of the reins and the
command to 'walk on' the two ponies strain into their harness and the cart
moves forward. Once on the move, the Master gives the order for 'full
gallop' and savagely applies his whip to their shoulders and asses urging
them into a full gallop.

He is running late and he needs to be at the airstrip for the arrival of
his latest shipment of new, unbroken slaves from his European agents.

Impatient to make up the time he'd lost inspecting the young slave, he
whips his ponies that much harder.

Still the young slave was an interesting, delightful diversion and he has
no regrets for the delay in his busy schedule. The slave was worth every
minute of his time!


To be continued......