Date: Mon, 15 Mar 2004 18:07:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Johnson <specialemailus@yahoo.com>
Subject: Training of Slave Bob Pt 6 (gay/auth/training of slave bob)

PussyBoy,
You have pleased me so far. Therefore, you are going
to have another of your fantasies fulfilled. I have
taken your debit card to buy supplies for the evening.
You are to wear the clothes underneath and clean the
apartment. You have always said you are turned on by
humiliation. I have removed the curtains from the
kitchen and living room. You are to clean the house,
making sure to keep the lights on. I will check in on
you periodically from the parking garage across the
street. You better be visible."

I looked under the note, and saw my well-used panties.
They were a pair that my girlfriend had left behind,
and they were now stretched to my size from frequent
use. Under them was a white lace apron, and that was
it. I put on this outfit, and felt instantly ashamed.
I had to hurry though, so I got to cleaning and did my
best to ignore what might be outside. I was also
distracted by the thought of what Master was doing. I
had told him so many fantasies, some that scared me
still even after the past 48 hours experience, that my
mind was spinning as to which would become true.

I cleaned up from the prior sex, putting a new sheet
on the bed. I straightened up around the room, and
folded the restraints against the headboard and foot
board of the bed.

I went out to the living room and cleaned off the
table, making sure it showed a sharp reflection. I had
to use some serious cleaner to get the cheek streaks
off the table.  I went to the kitchen to clean the
toys. I put them in the bottom of the sink, hoping to
reduce my embarrassment by getting them out of window
view. Just then the phone rang; I picked it up and was
shocked to hear Master.

"well, PussyBoy, your not embarrassed are you? Be
proud of you toys; it took a major step to realize you
wanted them, and I think you should be proud and show
them off. Get back to work PussyBoy."

I proceeded cleaning the toys in full view. I was
staring into the darkness of the parking garage, and I
suddenly saw a flash burst come from a level above my
apartment. It must be Master with my camera. I then
finished cleaning out the kitchen, wiping the counters
and making sure everything looked nice. I went to
check on the office, where the pictures from earlier
today had been added to the slideshow, and it was
playing on a constant loop. I looked down on the
keyboard, and there was a warning "DO NOT TOUCH!"

I walked back to the living room, where I sat down
with my apron arranged around me. After about ten
minutes of anticipation, Master knocked on the door,
his arms full. I opened the door, not sure how he got
back in the building. As if he could read my mind, he
started in with an explanation.

"You will not yet be living with me, but as you have
stated you now belong to me. I therefore need total
access to you. That is why I took your phone number by
dialing my cell phone from your phone without pressing
*67 like you always do, while you were in the shower,
PussyBoy. I borrowed your keys from your backpack and
made copies of the building and your door keys.
Therefore, though I live three and a half hours away,
I may stop by at any time. You may come home from
school and I may be sitting on your couch. I may walk
in on you when you think you have privacy. I control
you Boy, and nothing shall be private from me. I have
changed the settings on your computer. I may access it
from home, and may check any files as well as your
emails. I will be aware if you have contact with any
other man or try to look at porn without my
permission. You will be in total service of me.
Though, like tonight, you will often be rewarded for
acts of honesty or efforts to please Master. First,
you did a very good job with Kevin. You have had such
an impression on him that when we went upstairs, he
expressed his newly restored devotion to his wife, and
agreed to take her out more often and treat her like
the queen that she is. Therefore, they are going out
to dinner tonight, and then will be staying at a hotel
over Times Square, where Gloria will try on her knew
lingerie and have a romantic night with Kevin. I just
hope he can maintain his erection after the workout
you gave him. He was thankful on the way up, and I am
sure he will continue working with us. However, since
he is gone and your downstairs neighbor is also away
(I checked) I will not respect any request to be
quiet. All responses you make will be loud and firm.
You will be able to respond with total abandon to any
pleasure you receive. And you will receive plenty of
pleasure. Do you remember the first fantasy you shared
with me?"

"Um no Sir"

"It was about service. You said you always felt like
your proper role would be a servant. You said you were
jealous of those old BunnyClub girls and wished you
could serve a party like that. Tonight you will be
permitted to fulfill that fantasy. Over the years I
have met various guys online from New York, but it is
often difficult to get the down to Baltimore. i
decided to e-mail some of them last night, after we
spoke, and today I got responses from six of them. I
told them that the payment for entry was that they
would each have to eat your ass for 5 minutes, then do
the same for Master. In exchange, they will each be
able to man handle PussyBoy throughout the night, as
he serves the party. Your body will be up for grabs to
anyone, though you may not take a cock in you until
you take mine. You also may not cum. I have told them
of this requirement. Therefore, they will probably
jerk you off frequently, as they want to get you in
trouble and know it will torment you. You must permit
them to do so, but when you are near the edge, you
must yell out 'Please stop. I am not yet worthy of an
orgasm!' They know that they must stop or they will
receive the punishment instead of you. However, you
must warn them. If I notice you speaking up too soon,
that will  be punished. I don't think I need to say
what happens if you speak too late, even if he stops
touching you and you spontaneously erupt. You will not
have the benefit of a cock tie. You will only be
permitted a loose ring on string around your balls to
make them stand out for punishment. Now it is time to
get ready, PussyBoy. Set up a bar and cook these
snacks for your guests. You may not eat all evening as
you are a servant, not a guest, and we must maintain
your fast to keep any dirty business out of your boy
pussy. You will be sustained by the cum I will now
give you, PussyBoy. On your knees. [I dropped
immediately, looking up at Master.] Here, cuff
yourself. [He handed me the cuffs, which I attached to
myself behind my back.]"

With that, Master placed a finger in my mouth to force
it open. I sat there waiting, and Master stripped
naked, this time removing the boots as well. He picked
up his riding crop and held his 8" firmly in his other
hand. He stepped up to my face and slapped me with his
cock. He then rubbed it on my face until his balls
were against my lips. "Nibble." As if to tell me what
I already knew, he rubbed the crop on my cheek to
remind me that any pain would be dealt with severely.
I had to guess how much pressure as I had never done
this before, but I believe I did well enough as I was
soon rewarded with a mouth full of cock. In this
position, I could much better service Master and was
able to savor the length of his cock, with a little
difficulty when he went in deep. He enjoyed my mouth
for about ten minutes, until he grabbed my ears and
thrust to the back of my mouth. He began shooting, and
moved his cock slowly out with each spurt until drops
were dribbling down my chin.

"Leave it where it lands, PussyBoy, to mark you. Now
it is time to dress you. Gloria purchased lingerie and
this little maid's skirt for you. Unfortunately, they
were designed to be tight and you lied about your
size, so they will be more revealing than planned. Now
get dressed while I shower. And be in the proper
position for inspection when I return."

Master turned and walked away, handing me a bag.
Inside was a pair of black thong panties, a black
skirt and a black shirt. I put them on, and they were
clearly designed for someone smaller than me. The
skirt revealed about a quarter of each ass cheek. It
was only worse if I even tried to bend over. I heard
Master turning off the shower, so I got in front of
the door and dropped to my knees. He soon came out,
wrapped in a towel, which he let side off and fall to
the floor. He picked up his riding crop and rubbed it
over my body as he walked around me. The erection he
had convince me he liked what he saw.

"Good PussyBoy. You have pleased me. Now continue
getting ready. I want the toys and lube arranged
nicely on the coffee table, as well as those cuffs
which I will now remove. I also got a gift for you.
[Master reached into one of the grocery bags and
pulled out an oversize carrot.] PussyBoy, you have
enjoyed carrots all your life, though I am sure you
used ones considerably smaller than this. You will
place this next to the toys on the table, and if
anyone asks, you will be totally honest and tell them
what you use carrots for. Remember, PussyBoy, Master
remembers every detail you have told him, including
that you love humiliation. Master knows that you feel
great levels of shame and guilt about these
experiences and desires you have, and he will now
relish in the humiliation you will receive by
revealing these details to others and to the world
through the stories you will write. You will also have
the constant fear that I will not return your curtains
until Sunday, when I leave. You must accept the risk
that someone will see you. However, the garage is a
commuter garage and is deserted and will be all
weekend, I assume, so not to worry. Its more for the
mental effect it will have on you than for any real
risk of being viewed. You felt shame for so long, I
just want you to feel open."

"OK, PussyBoy, get the bar and the food ready. The
guests should be arriving shortly."

I immediately got up and set up a bar on the end table
with all the liquor Master had purchased (on my card.)
I got out ice and thought I was done.

"Uh, PussyBoy, don't forget a cooler of beers. You
will be drinking them frequently, and of course your
urination will be strictly controlled by me."

I got out my beach cooler without hesitation and
filled it with beers. Once the bar was set, I put out
the cheeses and other snacks Master had purchased.
Seeing this food only increased the hunger pains I
felt in my stomach.

"Ah, PussyBoy, you must be getting hungry. You are of
course forbidden from eating for the remainder of the
night. Because you lied to me, I now control your
eating and exercises habits as well. PussyBoy, you
must realize that your life is now dedicated to
sacrificing your own will and pleasures in order to
further the pleasure of Master."

I lowered my head and realized I would, in fact, have
to change my whole life because, like it or not,
Master had total access to me now and could take total
control of my life.

"Don't look so sad, PussyBoy. Tonight will give you
something to smile about."

With that, I did realize the excitement I felt for the
fantasy that would be coming true. And about Master.
He had returned from getting dressed. He was wearing
the ever-present boots and tight jeans. His large
package was clearly defined. His ass was cupped
beautifully. His bare, muscular chest stood out, as
did the rings through his hard nipples. He just had an
aura of power surrounding him and I felt total
pleasure in submitting to his power. As I was staring
in awe, I heard the call box ring. The first three
guests were here. Before I knew it, I was facing the
first new men since my awaking, and stood before them
in an embarrassing outfit welcoming them to my
apartment. I brought them, and immediately got them
all drinks. Within five minutes, all 6 had arrived. I
guess the offer from Master was too good to delay on
taking up. Once they were all settled, Master began
the introduction.

"Welcome to Slave Billy's house. You have all been
briefed on the situation, but before we continue,
there is the matter of payment. I said the price of
using PussyBoy will be five minutes of eating his ass,
as well as eating mine. This will be done later.
However, in order to be permitted to remain at the
party until that point, you will each be required to
have your photo taken. With Master's cock in your
mouth."

The guys who had shown up were all very willing to
take this minor step after having seen their servant
for the evening. They all lined up and, one by one, I
took a picture of each of them taking Master's cock in
their mouths.

"Oh, PussyBoy, your next."

I dropped to my knees and began the same. I saw the
flash capture the side of my face by one of the guests
taking my picture, and I began pulling my mouth off
Master's cock.

"Thank you, PussyBoy, for revealing more about
yourself. As you all can see, he is quite submissive
and eager to please. However, my little PussyBoy also
obviously lacks self control and has not yet properly
learned his role in service. Therefore, I will now
demonstrate what will happen if he fails to serve any
one of you fully this evening."

With that, Master sat in the recliner and snapped his
finger. I immediately laid across his lap, and was
quickly pushed off of his lap and onto the floor.

"PussyBoy, have we ever said anything about how a boy
should be spanked. Boys do not wear dresses and
panties. Boys get spanked bare bottom."

I stood up and dropped my panties to my knees and
hiked the skirt, and again presented myself.

SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!
SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!

"There PussyBoy, that was for being improperly
dressed."

SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!
SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!

"Stand, PussyBoy. You will all note the erection this
created in PussyBoy. The outfit was designed for his
humiliation, which causes him pleasure, but he has now
entered our service. He will therefore remove all his
clothes. [I stripped immediately and stood with my
erection still firm and my balls tied so they stood
out prominently.] PussyBoy's body is now open for our
pleasure. You may all use him in any way you see fit,
except of course you may not fuck him or cum on him or
in him. He is usually forbidden from eating anyone's
cum but his own or Master's, but tonight he may eat
yours as well. However, he may not take cum directly
from your cock. Therefore, the cum must land on your
body, or someone else's, or on the table or one of his
toys. You may do anything with each other and make him
clean up the results. In a few hours, we will properly
prepare him and then you will each be able to fuck
him. Enjoy. To PussyBoy..."

Master raised his glass and was joined by the rest,
loudly saying "PussyBoy" as the reality of those words
rang out into my head.

Master laid his riding crop across the toys on the
table. Almost instantly, the party took off again.
Someone immediately picked up the riding crop and
began lightly tapping my balls. I then felt firm hands
spreading my cheeks and examining my ass. Soon I was
bent over, obscenely exposed as I began being prodded
by the dildo. I had to sit there and take it, and soon
had the added pressure of a dry hand wrapped tightly
around my cock, roughly stroking it. I could only last
about a minute before I had to yell out about my
approaching orgasm, and the man quickly stopped. He
then decided to flick my cock head with too fingers,
driving me wild.

"What's the carrot for, PussyBoy?"

I saw Master watching and knew nothing less than a
full description would suffice. Not only would I get
punished, I had told him the truth back when I was
anonymous, and he would tell them anyway.

"Well, I was a faggot who loved to have my hole filled
long before I could admit it. I was too scared and
embarrassed to go out and get the cock I craved or
even to buy a legitimate substitute. I therefore have
been using devices such as this to satisfy the need I
have had to have my asshole filled when I cum. I have
done so since I was 15. I started out looking for the
3-some stories in Forum and fuck myself whenever the
guy got done, then, as soon as I got the internet, I
discovered the Nifty archives and began reading of all
the wonderful tales about guys getting filled with
cock. I would go to the bathtub in my parents house,
lay on my back and read the storied. I would get
myself ready, sucking the carrot. Then I would grab my
cock and start jerking off as I poked at my ass with
the carrot. I slowly learned how to take it without
pain, and began spending more time with it in me
before even starting to jerk off."

"Well what are we wasting time for."

With that, the dildo was yanked out of my ass and
replaced by the carrot. It was twice the girth of the
dildo. It was painful to take, and Master soon put an
end to it.

"I put that out more as an embarrassment than as a
toy. I need to fuck that ass tonight, and I want it
tight...we'll save the carrot for when I'm done."

They pulled it out and put the plug in, before
smacking me on the ass a few times and sending me off
to the bar to make drinks. When I turned around, I
could see the scene in perspective for the first time.
Everyone except Master had removed their clothes. Two
had paired off by the front door, one bending the
other against the wall and barebacking him. Another
was standing alone, slowly stroking his cock. The
other three were now sitting on the couch, waiting for
me and stroking each other's cock. And then there was
Master, viewing the scene from the recliner, a look of
pleasure at the submission his PussyBoy was showing.

The three guys on the couch started stroking each
other quicker and quicker until they soon shot off on
their chests. I returned with their drinks and they
told me to clean them up. I kneeled over the coffee
table, my plugged ass in full view of Master, as I
began lapping salty loads out of these three strangers
laps. I did not know their names and to this day have
no idea who they are, or where exactly Master found
them.  As I finished, I heard the moans of the guys
fucking in the corner increase. The top yelled for me
to come over with the dildo and I did as he told. He
took the dildo in his one hand. and continued to give
his partner a reach around with the other. He soon
spasmed and unleashed a load in his friend's ass. That
set the bottom off, and they squoze the load out of
his cock and onto the dildo. I knew what was coming.
He held the point out to me, and I opened wide and
took the creamy dildo in my mouth. He then began
applying pressure on my shoulder until I was on my
knees. He then turned his partner around. I was now
confronted with a partially open asshole with a heavy
load dripping out. I had never even thought of such a
thing, but the position left me no choice but to begin
eating. It was a wild flavor of ass sweat and cum, but
I had no choice but to accept. I was absorbed in what
I was doing, when the jerker came over and shot a load
onto the globe of the ass I was eating. I finished in
the hole, then had to clean this man's cheeks of
another load.

"PussyBoy, come wash all that down."

Master was calling me, and had three beers in front of
him. He forced me to chug each in quick succession.

"OK, PussyBoy, you must now prepare for the main event
of this evening. As the bathroom is small, you will go
through you enema ritual twice, allowing small groups
to watch you. You may not pee until you are complete."

I went to the bathroom, where the first few watched
the enema ritual, all finding particular amusement
when I had to count off, and the difficulty I
experienced trying not to pee while so much fluid was
rushing out of me. I did manage not to pee at any
noticeable time. The second group came in and I did
the same for the. With that, Master walked in.

"PussyBoy, you know what is next." I did, and
immediately assumed the position on my back in the
tub. He called out for whoever had to pee, and soon
there was a line. I then had to submit to several
minutes of liquor piss from a line of men. I was
overcome with the smell, when I saw Master pull his
cock out and begin covering my ass and balls in his
warm piss. When he finished, he finally allowed me
release myself, and I covered my face in my piss.
"Now clean yourself up, and meet me back out here in
five minutes."

I stood up and quickly cleaned every inch of my body.
I dried off and and walked back to the living room,
where Master was again in the recliner. He beckoned
me, and I lay across his lap.

SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!

"There, now PussyBoy's warmed up enough to get
started. He will be tied, and each of you will eat his
ass for 5 minutes. You will then come behind me and
eat my ass for an equal time. And as I have been
extremely generous with you all, please make sure to
eat his ass well. He has waited ten years for this,
and only had it for the first time a few hour ago; it
is the least we could give the sorry PussyBoy, since
tonight is at least partially about fulfilling a
fantasy for him. You will all be granted a unique
privilege and recognize that you are earning that
privilege through rimming him."

Master stood, picked up my panties, and walked into
the bedroom. I followed, and behind me was 6 guys
waiting to eat me and then fuck me. It was all too
much, but I had enjoyed everything so far and was sure
everything that pleased Master, as this appeared to,
would also end up granting extreme physical and
emotional pleasure to me as well.

I got on the bed, and was soon tied as I had been
earlier. Master reached across my body, slid a dry
finger into my asshole, pulled it out and placed it in
my mouth. It was bare and I was thankful, and my cock
sprang to attention to show how ready I was. I was
about to have my ass eaten and fucked and I couldn't
wait. I felt the first guys breath approaching my
hole, and Master stood above me, again dangling his
nuts over my face. I was in bliss as the tip of the
first tongue pried into me. My hole was on fire and I
was only worried I would spontaneously orgasm from the
pleasure.

To Be Continued...