Date: Tue, 1 Jun 2004 20:39:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Johnson <specialemailus@yahoo.com>
Subject: Training of Slave Bob Pt 12

"PussyBoy, looks like you found what you needed,
though I don't approve of the way it ended. I will
deal with that next weekend. For now, get some sleep.
I have put an advertisement on CyberMasters online. I
have told them that you must perform phone sex for as
many men as possible tomorrow. Unlike usual, you will
not be forbidden from cumming. IN fact you will have
to cum every time a man calls you. I don't care if its
ten minutes after the last one, you will do it. You
must accept calls and masturbate until you literally
cannot cum any longer. I want to see at least two dry
orgasms before you stop. Anything more than a drip or
two and you will have to go again. Now get to sleep,
PussyBoy. I have made you available as of 9 AM."

I couldn't sleep, but just lay there on the bed,
wishing I could cum then but knowing that soon enough
I would have more orgasms than I could handle.

I must have drifted off, as the next thing I knew the
phone was ringing.

"PussyBoy, go have your first piss, so we can get on
with the phone sex. You will start with Master."

I did my pee ritual as I got ready for a day of
orgasm, which I was sure would end in a sore, raw cock
and total exhaustion. But for now I had to clamp my
cock on Master's orders, interrupting my pee.

Master then had me describe, in vivid detail, how
everything went with Mike and Blake and what they did
to me before I got home. Master had always been
fascinated by my desire for humiliation. So he
particularly enjoyed me describing how they had both
pissed in my pants, their semi-erect cocks jabbing
down my crotch and ass crack, tight in my jeans. He
enjoyed it even more when I described the effect of
the shame I felt as I rode the subway home. I was hard
from the time I began my piss ritual, and reliving the
previous night had me very aroused. Master had me
frantically jerking my cock as I told him each detail.
I was even permitted to spit in my hand as a slight
lube, which was more than Master usually allowed. i
guess he knew my cock would be raw by the end of the
day anyway. I told him when I was going to cum. He sat
on the phone silent, waiting, and suddenly yelled "Cum
PussyBoy!" I screamed "Yes Sir!" as I erupted in 5
heavy spurts of thick cum. Four shot out over my hand
and the fifth dribbled around my fingers. I got down
on my knees and licked the cum off the hardwood floor.
I then stood and looked into the camera and knew
Master could see vividly when I licked each finger
clean.

"Good PussyBoy. Now remember, today is about making
your cock cum until you are raw. It is not about your
other pleasure centers. Therefore, you are to ignore
that sensitive little asshole of yours. You are also
to ignore your nipples; I know how the slightest pinch
on them sends you over the edge. Now enjoy being used
like a phone cum slut, like the anonymous faggot you
used to be. Except things are different now; I have
published your number and you will be required to
perform phone sex for whoever calls you. Now get to
it, PussyBoy."

With that, the phone went dead. I went about cleaning
up my apartment, wearing the harness as Master
required. After about half an hour, the phone rang for
the first time. I answered, and immediately was
ordered to start jerking my cock. The man on the other
end was horribly abusive, yelling at me and ordering
me to roughly grab my cock. The screamed abuse (the
guy must have been a drill instructor) was way too
much. I was overwhelmed, but the constant jerking on
my sensitive cock soon had me near the edge. "May I
cum, Sir" "Yes Faggot!!" He yelled back. I caught it
all this time, and swallowed my load down. I hung up,
and it was only another 10 minutes before it rang
again.

Thankfully, the next caller wanted to take things
slower, and had me jerking my cock in slow strokes
along the whole length. He also wanted me to play with
my hole, which Master had forbidden. I knew he was
watching and that I would be severely punished if I
even rubbed near my hole. So I had to fake it; I
remembered what it was like to be fucked by my dildo,
slowly. I lived it like a move in my head, savoring
every moment, and making every grunt and heavy breath
as if I was getting fucked. And before I knew it, I
was again cumming into my hand. And eating it up.

The day continued with frequent calls. I was on my
seventh orgasm when my cock could no longer cum. It
was like when I was 12, when I had first started
jerking off and came dry spurts. Except the ability to
cum had been taken away. My Master was reverting me to
an earlier, more pliable time. He was helping me
recognize my sexual rebirth and development as the
PussyBoy I had always tried to ignore inside of me.

Master must have been watching, as soon after I came
dry on the last caller, he was on the phone again.

"OK, PussyBoy, I have posted that you are no longer
available, though there is plenty of interest in
future experiments like this, so we will repeat.
Today, I had you cum until you had no more jizz left.
I wanted those balls nice and dry, to teach you a
lesson. You feel how sensitive they are. Focus on that
discomfort, an think about the fact that you did that
because I commanded you. You have recognized you are
in my power, but it is still another week until you
come to my dungeon to be permanently marked as my
possession. I have been working on you for over a
year, and my work is finally paying off. I think you
are getting over the role playing bullshit and realize
that you truly are a little faggot, that you are my
PussyBoy. You have dedicated your life to me, and I
have taken responsibility for your sexual
redevelopment. Therefore, I will teach you two more
lessons as we prepare you for becoming my slave for
life. First, you should realize that your cum is a
gift from Master, both when it is permitted and when
it is withheld. You have already been dedicating it to
me, but now I will show you how I control it. You have
cum dry twice, proving you have no boy jizz left. I
will show you that that is because you were not with
Master. With Master, there is always more jizz, it is
just under my control. First go apply two enemas, and
pick up the phone again."

I did as I was told, follow the procedure I now knew
very well. My cock was hard the whole time, straining
at the dry, sore tip. When I picked up the phone
again, Master asked if I needed to pee, which I did.
He had me piss all over my face, and wait for it to
dry. Then he permitted me to shower once the piss had
dried caked on my face. Once I was clean, the training
continued.

"Lay on your bed with your toys, and we will begin a
session. OK, PussyBoy, place your phone on speaker
phone so both hands are free. Now place the blindfold
over your eyes and turn off the lights. [I lay there
in the pitch black, feeling the cool air tickling my
shaved body.] OK, there's a reason I forced you to
ignore your asshole and nipples. First, it is because
I own them, and didn't want them wasted on other men's
pleasure without my consent. The second is something
that I'm sure you know; that as a little PussyBoy,
your cock is no match for the pleasure you feel when
Master is in command and control of your anus. When I
tease those nerve endings, or even command you to do
so, there is absolutely nothing that can bring you
greater pleasure. Now lick a finger and slide it in,
PussyBoy. [I did as I was told, and my ass gave way
with little resistance.] Now really explore, PussyBoy.
See how many different places you can pleasure with
that single finger. [I began really exploring my
asshole, perhaps for the first time. I worked my
finger at different depths, pressure and angles. My
cock and whole crotch were in ecstasy. Master saw my
pleasure an ordered me to place another finger in. It
was a shock and a different shape and size to get used
to, but was still no difficulty for my pussy to take.
After I had explored with two finger, Master ordered
me to use my dildo.] OK, PussyBoy, now I'm going to
show you why I made you buy a dildo and use it. First,
you needed to not hide your pleasure, but go out in
public and admit the fact that you want something in
your pussy. The second thing is that fingers are not a
substitute. You have already seen the pleasure of
slow, methodical fingering. now see how much more is
possible with a dildo. [I began slowly working my
hole, with instructions from Master. He had me work my
hole for 15 minutes, and watched as I was teasing it
over my prostate.] See that little spot boy; that's
where a PussyBoy's power comes from, not his nuts.
Nuts are what drive men's sexual urges; PussyBoy's
are, obviously, controlled by their pussy's, or, more
particularly, by that nice thing inside your pussy.
Now I will show you how I control your cum. Keep
pushing your dildo against that spot, and begin
pinching your nipples. [Within a minute, I was
writhing all over the bed, ready to explode.] OK,
PussyBoy, release your cum! [With that, my cock began
erupting all over my chest, with thick milky drops.]
There, PussyBoy, see how a boy is never dry when his
Master is in control. Now show me that you are still
doing your enemas correctly; remove that dildo and rub
it in that cum on your belly, and eat it up. [I
scooped up my jizz on the plastic cock, thankful that
there was noting more than a musty, sweaty scent on
the toy, as well as a little natural lubrication. I
enjoyed my load and felt totally content.]"

"PussyBoy, you have had a full day. It's time for
rest. Here are your orders for the next week. #1: You
may not cum. I have drained you; now I will allow you
to feel the reverse pressure of being too full of cum,
and show you what can happen when you dedicate all of
that and your desperate need of relief to Master. #2:
You will wear your butt plug 16 hours a day; that is,
any time you are not at work. I want that hole supple
and ready for my attention. #3: You will continue to
pleasure Kevin and any men who might still have your
phone number. And make sure Kevin has you properly
shaved. I will be watching you, and will call with
instructions later in the week. Now insert your plug
and get to bed, PussyBoy. Good night."

I had had an exhausting weekend, and my body was
totally spent from having 8 orgasms that day. Master
had also helped me get in touch with every pleasure
center in my anus, and it had brought me to ecstasy. I
soon drifted off to sleep, a plug filling my pussy
hole and a cum-sticky dildo hanging seductively out of
my mouth. I was a spent little PussyBoy, and I enjoyed
every minute of it.