Date: Mon, 8 Mar 2004 09:18:03 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Johnson <specialemailus@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Training of Slave Bob- Pt 1  (gay/authoritarian)

The following stories are a description of the
training and breaking of Slave Bob. He is a 22 year
old man becoming aware of his homosexual desires. He
has met a Master online who has been training him as a
PussyBoy. They have had various sessions online and on
the phone. This is the beginning of longer training
sessions.
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I receive my orders from my Master today. I had told
him about a fantasy of going out to the woods and
wandering naked for the day, performing various tasks.
The instructions were explicit, spelling out all I was
to do that day.

Before I left, I had to make sure I was clean. My
Master had introduced me to enemas while I was still a
novice slave, slowly opening up to my true desires. I
was home alone, and went into the shower where these
sessions usually began. I filled the bag full of
lukewarm water. I lubed my hole and the nozzle of the
enema. I hung the bag from the curtain rod, and
inserted the nozzle into my ass. I laid on my back
with my thighs up to my chest. I opened the clip and
began filling my intestines with water. I got about
half the bag in before I got the usual feeling in my
stomach. I rolled onto my side to allow my body to
relax and get used to the water in me. When the pain
subsided, I rolled onto my back again and opened the
clip. Slowly I took all the water until the bag was
empty. I laid there, thinking of my Master and the
many months I had spent performing weekly sessions
like this.

Today was the first day I was going to spend a total
day in his service, and I couldn't wait to start. I
got up and went to the toilet to release the enema. I
returned to the tub and took a second bag to make sure
I was fully clean.

After emptying the second bag from my bowels, I
showered. As I was drying off, my cock was at
attention, though it would be several hours before I
would be able to release my cum. I took a piece of
shoe lace and tied my balls off as my Master had
ordered. I then put on a pair of panties; my Master
permitted me to wear them as he realized the
humiliation I had always felt when I was dressed this
way. I then put on jeans and a t-shirt and grabbed my
backpack. I also put my new digital camera in there to
document the day for my Master, as well as a beach
towel and a printout of Master's instructions.

I had to stop by the porn shop on the way out. I
needed a new tube of lube, sure that I would need
plenty during the day, and was following orders to
purchase two new toys. I arrived at the store and
instantly felt an even greater sexual rush. Here I
was, only newly open to my totally submissive
homosexual desires, and I was about to buy sex toys
that I would use to fuck myself. I felt shame as I
walked into the store and made eye contact with the
man behind the counter. I walked right over to the
rack, and selected a medium size butt plug and a long
vibrator. I didn't want anything too wide, because I
had only had one cock in me and did not want to
stretch myself too much. I wanted a trained,
responsive hole when I met my Master face to face, but
wanted to keep it tight. When I selected the two toys
and got a large tube of lube, I went to the front to
again face the clerk. I made my purchases while making
a minimum of eye contact. I bought the items and
placed them in my back pack.

I had instructions to put the plug in before I got to
the woods. I could not bring myself to do it in one of
the booths in the porn shop, so I went to the burger
place next door and used the bathroom there. I lubed
the plug. First I inserted a lubed finger into myself,
then placed the head on the plug at my hole. I relaxed
and applied steady pressure until it was in to the
thickest part. I had to get passed this, and bean
breathing deeply to relax. My hole finally gave way
and took the plug in to the hilt. My cock was
impossibly hard, but it still had to wait. I pulled up
my panties and they held my hard cock against my
belly, with the tip sticking out of my waist band. If
my t-shirt moved even a little, it would reveal the
head. The movement of my shirt as I walked was enough
to keep it hard and add to my embarrassment when I was
leaving. I walked outside and went to my car. The
clerk of the porn shop was staring out he window and
noticed me walking slightly different. The fact that
he knew I had the plug in me only added to my shame. I
lowered my eyes and got in the car right away.
Before I started driving, I followed the next order. I
opened up my jeans, revealing my panty-clad cock. My
Master did not want me fully exposed, but wanted
anyone in an SUV or truck to see that I was wearing
panties and that they made my cock hard.

It was an hour before I was out of the city and to the
starting point for my adventure. I had chosen a Boy
Scout camp, where my first sexual experiences had
occurred. It was late April, so the weather was nice,
but I knew no one would be around the camp. I opened
the gate, and drove on through. I arrived at the lot,
and sure enough, the place was deserted. I got out of
the car, and pulled off my T-shirt and jeans and
sneakers. I decided that I might be tempted to put
them back on, so I put them in the car behind the
driver's seat. I then left the keys under the seat,
grabbed my pack, and wandered off into the woods.

I first went down hill towards the campsite I had
occupied as a teen. It had been 10 years since I had
been there, but the familiar path brought me back. I
came upon the site, and noted the latrine at the
corner, where I had first masturbated with others as a
teen. I went there, and, for old times sake, pulled
down my panties and gave my cock a few strokes. It was
an amazing feeling to be back in the place where my
first homosexual experience had occurred. I took the
first picture of the day, by setting the camera timer
to capture me in my panties for my Master. I was
enjoying it too much, and knew I'd be in trouble if I
kept stroking. I left my cock out though. Master had
permitted the panties as a concession to me, but I
knew he wanted me naked and knew that was the purpose
of today's mission. I put the panties in my pack, and
walked out into the sunshine, my hard cock pointing
the way.
As I was walking, I finally noticed the cool air. (I
guess I was too excited with nervous energy to notice
before.) It was sunny, but it was still an April
afternoon in upstate New York. My nipples were erect
and I had goosebumps across my flesh. Who knows if
they were form nerves or the cold or both.

I walked along, giving my cock 10 strokes every
quarter mile. I was totally absorbed in the thoughts
running through my head. I don't think I would have
noticed if the camp manager walked right up to me. In
the 10 years since I had been here, I had sucked a few
cocks and been fucked by one man, but had also
attempted some heterosexual relationships. I had met
Master online during my last one; I carried on both
for about a year before it became too much. I guess I
subconsciously caused enough problems that the last
girl gave up without me having to make my sexuality an
issue. I was now opening up to my homosexual desires.
Here I was, in the woods, and hour from home, with a
plug buried in my ass, wandering a deserted camp
naked, on the orders of a Master. Who could have
foreseen this...

I walked on with these thoughts clouding my head. It
had been over an hour, and my cock was dripping with
excitement. My tied off balls were swollen from the
cum I had been working up with my strokes. I needed
release, and my Master had authorized two orgasms in
the woods, plus one when I called him upon returning
home.

I thought I was ready to begin working on my first
orgasm. I walked until I came to the lake where we had
had swimming classes. I remembered it well. (As a
camper, I had used the cloudy lake water as a shield
to allow me to stoke my cock under water while
admiring the half-naked bodies around me.) I walked
out to the dock, and began getting ready for the
session. I laid out the towel, and sat down. I placed
my digital camera at the end of the dock, making sure
it captured the full scene, and set the timer to take
an image every 15 seconds. I then opened the
instructions, and began reading.

"PussyBoy,
By now I trust you have made all the necessary
purchases and complied with all orders and feel you
are worthy of your first orgasm. You should have a
plug in you and your nuts should be tied off.
Remove the plug NOW in one motion"

I did as I was ordered and felt my ass spasm closed.
It was strange to feel empty after having a plug in
for close to three hours.

"Now you may proceed, but under the following orders.
You are to place two fingers in your ass. I know you
are experienced at this, but I want you to do it dry.
your ass should be sufficiently lubed to accommodate
them. Now I want your other had to alternate pinching
one nipple, then the other, very roughly. You know how
Master likes it done. Now if you are a good slave and
follow these instructions, I will permit you two
strokes to your cock for every 10 times you plunge
those fingers into your ass. When you are finally
ready to cum, you are to wait 60 seconds, with the
fingers buried deep in your hole, then you may cum.
Before you do, I want you to yell out "THANK YOU
MASTER FOR CONTROLLING MY THOUGHTS AND MY CUM!" You
are to be sure to catch your whole load, eating half
of it and rubbing the remainder on your plug and
putting it back in. PussyBoys want cum in their ass,
and since you are still too scared to meet me, you
should at least have some cum in there."

I did as I was instructed. I only lasted about 10
cycles of ass fingering and pumping before I was ready
to cum. I was really nervous, and it was multiplied by
each second I had to hold out. When I had counted to
60, I decided to turn myself over and not worry about
whether anyone was around the woods. I screamed "THANK
YOU MASTER FOR CONTROLLING MY THOUGHTS AND CUM!" I
then gave one last stroke, and had to move to catch my
cum. I missed the first spurt, which shot straight at
my face and landed on my cheeks. I caught the rest of
my huge load in my right hand. I said "Thank you
Master" before dipping my tongue into the warm load. I
then rubbed the rest into the plug, and pushed it into
my sore hole. I left the spurt on my face to dry
there, as a constant reminder of my shame throughout
the day. I packed up my items and walked on. I
wandered towards a nearby hillside and began the long
climb up. It was an our of walking over rough terrain
before I reached the top. I put down my pack, set up
my camera and the timer again, and looked at the
instructions.

"PussyBoy,
I know you have followed all orders or else you
wouldn't have the nerve to be reading this. You are
now going to get fucked by the dildo you purchased. I
want you to really concentrate, thinking with every
stroke how much you wish that was Master's warm cock,
which you have serviced all day. So first, get on your
knees like a good boy and suck that "cock" for a
while. Then you are to remove the plug from your hole.
You may use the towel to wipe it clean, as I know you
are against sucking something like that even if your
hole has been properly enema'd. Once the plug is
clean, you are to place as much as possible in your
mouth. You are the to find a large boulder, about 3
feet high. You are to bend over the boulder, exposing
your ass to the world and anyone who might walk buy.
You will notice your cock rubbing against the rock.
You will be tempted to rub against the rock, but the
rough surface will cause discomfort. You will also be
tempted to move away, but you know this would mean you
have failed in your task and therefore may not cum. I
trust you will do the right thing. You will then
address the dildo in a loud voice. (I know you are
usually quieter on the phone, because you are ashamed
your upstairs neighbor will hear. There is no such
danger here, so be sure to be loud, loud enough to
hear it echo off the hills.) You will first beg the
"cock" to fuck you, like you do to me on the phone.
Once you have yelled "Master, please fuck me with your
cock like the true PussyBoy I am" 10 times, you may
then use it. I want it fully lubed as you will be
ramming it into yourself deeply and quickly, as I
would do with my cock when we finally meet. When you
are ready to cum, you are to bury the plug deep
inside, wait as ordered before, thank me, then cum all
over the rock. You must then lick every drop before
you may remove the dildo. I do want you to catch one
spurt, which you will rub onto the plug and place it
into your mouth for the walk back to the car."

I did as I was told. The first worshiped the cock,
then removed the plug and cleaned it. It had a
lingering taste of ass sweat but thankfully nothing
else. I then lubed the dildo, which was over 8 inches,
with an extra nub for a handle. I plunged it all the
way into my ass in one stroke. I was overcome by the
thought of my Master. I really could envision him
controlling my mind and body. I felt his cock buried
deep inside of me, filling me. I then began stroking
it quickly in and out of my hole. I did not touch my
cock, but felt it becoming raw from moving across the
rock. I was fucking myself with one hand on the dildo,
the other roughly working my nipples. Having pleasure
in my ass and nipples had always been a sure way to
orgasm, and this was no different. After about 10
minutes of steady fucking, my prostate could take no
more abuse and I was ready to cum. I buried the dildo
to the base, and waited the 60 seconds. I then
screamed out "THANK YOU MASTER FOR CONTROLLING MY
THOUGHTS AND CUM!" I then placed a hand on my cock and
one on my balls, clenching tightly on the dildo with
my trained hole. I began shooting thick ropes of cum
across the rock, while grunting into the plug in my
mouth and tightly squeezing my balls. I caught some,
removed the plug from my mouth, and coated it with
cum. I then placed it below my cock, and squeezed my
cock from base to tip, squeezing every drop onto the
plug. When I was milked dry, I dropped to my knees and
began licking the rock.

I felt totally used; I was a PussyBoy, out in the
woods, controlled by a man I had never met, following
his every order. I was now kneeling in the dirt, my
ass high in the air with a dildo sticking out, licking
cum off a rock. What a sight...It was only then that I
remembered the camera capturing every image. This only
increased my shame. I was spent, had used up my
permitted orgasms, and saw the sun getting lower in
the sky. I placed the cum-covered plug in my mouth and
tasted my familiar load. I then removed the dildo from
my ass. It felt strange to have my ass empty after
being full all day, but it was also a relief.

I packed everything up, and began walking down the
opposite side of the hill, taking a shortcut back to
the car. I arrived there, feeling like a changed man
after my day of nakedness. I did have one more order
to comply with. I took the plug out of my mouth, which
was now covered in saliva. I laid back on the hood of
the car, raising my thighs again and filling my hole.
I then got my t-shirt on. I decided to put my jeans
around my knees so I could pull them up if I
encountered a cop, but could still remain exposed. It
was getting dark so I figured it would be more for my
pleasure than something someone might see.

I began the long drive home, and couldn't help but
relieve the experience. I felt something strange,
knowing a stranger had controlled my body like that.
But I was excited by the potential, and knew I had
found my role. I could finally relax and stop worrying
about my sexuality, and leave my pleasure to be
determined and controlled by an experienced man. I was
enjoying this, but as I approached the George
Washington Bridge back into the city, I started
getting nervous. I knew that as soon as I got home, I
had to log on to my computer and create a slide show
of the events of the day. I got home and I did this,
making sure not to look at any of the pictures.

I then nervously picked up the phone and dialed those
familiar numbers of my Master. I called at 8:31, and
he answered immediately "Hello PussyBoy, I've been
expecting you...."

To be continued...