Date: Sun, 4 Apr 2004 17:45:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Johnson <specialemailus@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Training of Slave Bob Pt 7

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.

The first guy's tongue was opening me up, and the
pleasure coursed through my body. I arched my back and
head up, as much as my bonds would permit. This only
forced my face up into Master's sack, where I was
overwhelmed by his glorious scent. I opened wide an he
lowered his nuts into my mouth until I was struggling
for air through my nose, which was pressed against
Master's hole. When I had had enough, Master pulled
them back out and replaced them with his cock. At this
angle, his hard cock was pressing firmly on my tongue,
stretching my mouth open. I couldn't focus though, as
my ass was overwhelming me with pleasure. Before I
knew it, five minutes must have been up, as I felt the
guy get up and soon was replaced by another, whose
mustache instantly tickled that sensitive area at he
bottom of my balls. I snapped out of it a little, as I
was soon staring at the chin of the guy who had eaten
me first. He instantly increased Master's pleasure,
who soon was thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth
more rapidly. He would then slow and grind his ass
back on the tongue in him, which caused his cock to
swirl in my mouth. My cock was absolutely throbbing,
my whole crotch on fire, controlled by the cock in my
mouth and the tongue plunging into my asshole. All too
soon, the tongue was replaced again. This time the guy
wasn't very good at eating me, and he sensed I wasn't
that into it. He decided to get me going by licking a
finger and massaging the inside of my asshole. He only
put one in, which was very little considering the
experience of the past days. However, he soon was
working me up by licking around my ring as it clamped
on my finger.

Soon enough, it was time for the next switch, but
Master pulled his cock out and stretched forward,
until the mustached tongue in his asshole was pressed
to my face. The guy got the hint, and soon was
sticking his tongue into my mouth. Master knew that,
despite all my fantasies, I had been adamant that I
would not kiss a man; sure enough, I felt disgusted by
it. The guy didn't care though, and I couldn't go
anywhere, so I had to take it and the humiliation that
came with it.

I was on the fourth tongue in my ass, and it was now
all a blur. I was on fire and had a desperate need to
cum, but I knew it would still be a long time. One
tongue and another was in me until I was finally on
the last one. He worked a finger in me and teased my
ass and balls, driving me to the edge and swelling my
cock up to unbearable pressure. Time finally ended,
and he had to move on to Master's hole. This left me
tied and alone, the spit drying on my asshole, leaving
me feeling more vulnerable and exposed. I was still
grinding my hips slightly, wishing there as a tongue
in me. Soon enough, Master was through and he lifted
his balls out of my mouth.

Master then had me untied, and sat down and laid me
across his lap. He buried a finger in me.

"So PussyBoy, feels like they have you good and ready
to take my cock. And from the hardness of your cock
pressing into my lap, I think you want it too. Too bad
you wasted so many years denying yourself this. Why
was that?"

"Because I was a scared PussyBoy, Sir. I was scared of
myself; I tried denying my true feelings. I did not
want to admit to myself or anyone that I only enjoyed
orgasms when my ass was filled. For too long, I
satisfied this need with poor substitutes. But I never
could admit that I wanted nothing more than a hot,
hard cock buried deep in me. I wanted to trust a man
to bury his seed deep into me, filling me with his hot
cum and marking me as his for life. Master, you
already own the pleasure of my asshole as you opened
me up to the fullness of it. You also own my mind, as
you have for the year I have been in contact with you.
And I want you to own my body, Sir. You have opened me
up to vast new pleasures; you already control my
orgasms and thoughts and now my life. Please Sir, mark
me again as your own."

"yes, PussyBoy. I will grant your wish. But first you
must be punished for all the years you kept me
waiting."

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

"OK, PussyBoy. Let's begin."

With that, I was pulled back onto the bed, this time
on my stomach. Master had the men take pillows and
prop me up until my ass was high in the air. I was
then tied to the posts, holding me firmly and totally
exposed. Master got in front of me; he shoved his cock
in my mouth.

"Get it good and wet, PussyBoy. That's the only lube
you get."

Master pulled it out, slapped it against my cheek,
then came around behind me on his knees. He grabbed my
hips, poked at my hole and thrust deep before I ever
had a chance to adapt to him. He was tearing into me,
filling my hole. He began spanking me as he fucked me.
He would also grab thick handfuls of my doughy hips, a
subtle reminder of the shame I felt over my current
body weight. I had no doubt Master would be changing
that soon.

Master kept thrusting, occasionally reaching under me
to roughly grab my cock. He was very turned on by the
PussyBoy he had created, and soon I felt him quicken
his pace. He tensed up and buried his cock deep in me.
He emptied his load in me. I was enjoying it, but all
too soon he pulled out and was replaced by the first
new guy. It is strange how different one feels when
there is a condom on it. Master required this as from
now on, only he could breed my asshole. With a condom,
you feel the same fullness, but I kind of missed the
skin on skin feeling, the warmth of a natural cock
rubbing into my hole.

This guy did not have the same staying power as
Master, and soon he dumped his load. He pulled out and
was replaced by another, smaller cock. With the abuse
my ass had taken and still had in store, it was a
relief to have a few minutes break while working on a
thinner one. Master instructed the first guy to empty
his condom onto my back. I felt it dribble and pool
between my shoulder blades. Soon the next guy came,
and the same thing happened. This time, I was filled
with a short thick cock. The guy barely moved, just
gently rocking back and forth. He had a slight gut
that rested on my ass the whole time. He also had
these heavy balls that rested on my own, which somehow
added to the arousal of the moment.

All too soon, he too was done and I had three loads on
my back, which soon began dripping up onto my neck and
leaking down my face. By the fourth one, I had a
constant stream of cum and sweat, just a subtle
trickle, leaking into my mouth. The fifth one
finished, and his cock was replaced but the longest
one since Master, a thin cock which he skillfully
worked in and out. I felt my ass lips obscenely
gripping the lengths as he slid out until just the tip
was in, then plunged until he was balls deep, at an
excruciatingly slow pace. He was able to fuck me for a
good ten minutes.

Master wiped down his cock, and placed it into my
mouth. I felt a few drips of his cum drip into my
mouth as I slurped his cock back to life. I got him
rock hard again in time for the last guy to finish.
Master took the condom, and waited as I was untied and
rolled onto my back. The pillows under me kept my
asshole pointing straight up at the ceiling. Me feet
and hands were both tied to the same end, leaving my
ass totally exposed and pointing my cock back at my
face.

"OK, guys. This is going to be PussyBoy's grand
finale. I want him coated in cum. Everyone come
around, I will begin fucking him and you all may jerk
off. You may play with each other and with your self.
When you're ready, dump your loads onto his balls, so
that a steady stream will cover his chest. He will
finish by cleaning it all up."

With that, Master thrust into my worked over hole. He
grabbed my tied balls and used them as a handle,
grabbing them rougher with each thrust. I was also
surrounded by a circle jerk, watching the guys stroke
each other. Master invited them to play with me as
well, just not my cock. Soon I was being groped from
every angle, my nipples throbbing under constant
pinching. Master began flicking a finger against my
balls, punishing them. Soon the first load was sprayed
across me, dripping down my balls and onto my chest.
Soon another and another. Once the last one came,
Master increased his pace and emptied his second load
of the session into me. He pulled his cock out, and
came around and pushed it into my mouth. It was coated
in cum and ass sweat, but thankfully otherwise clean.
I cleaned him thoroughly. The Master began scooping
the loads off my body and fed them to me, finger by
finger until my chest was clean. It took a long time,
all the while I was overwhelmed by the pressure in my
balls. master had kept one hand on them, not crushing
but just giving gentle pressure occasionally as I ate
each load.
When I was finally clean, Master decided I was
prepared to cum.

"OK, PussyBoy has had a long day and he needs his
rest; I must return to Baltimore in the early
afternoon tomorrow, and I need several hours with
PussyBoy before he can be trusted to be alone for the
next week. He will be without me until then, when he
will be required to take the train down and serve for
the first time in my dungeon. Thank you all for
participating. Perhaps one day I will involve some of
you again. Now PussyBoy will be prepared to cum, then
be put to bed. Please leave after he cums so he may
drift off to sleep with the thoughts of tonight still
filling his head. OK, PussyBoy, I do not want you to
make a mess, so you will be required to wear the
panties to catch your cum. And of course your ass must
be filled."

With that, he handed me the carrot that had been out
on the coffee table.

"Perhaps you like it better this way. You always came
with one of these in your hole. You mus have thought
it was better than cock, or you would have cum to me
long ago. Therefore, it is the only thing you may have
in you as you cum tonight."

With that, my ankles were untied and the panties were
pulled over my ass. My feet were retied to the foot of
the bed, but then my hands were freed. I pulled the
back of the panties to one side, then I was handed the
carrot, which I placed against my asshole and pushed
into me as I had so many times before. This was
thicker than anything I had ever taken, but after the
last day there was little I couldn't take, especially
if it meant I could finally cum. I began fucking
myself with it, until I was ready to burst.

"Thank you Sir for controlling my thoughts and cum.
Sir, May I please cum?"

"PussyBoy, you have earned it. You may now cum."

The words were barely out of his mouth, when I began
shooting, filling my panties with my sticky mess. When
I had finally cum, Master waived the guys off and the
filed out of the room. I heard them getting dressed
and leaving out of the other room. Master stayed with
me. He took the panties off of me, and untied me. He
took the panties, turned them inside out, and had me
place the wet spot in my mouth. He then pushed my
thumb into my mouth, until I was sucking my thumb
through the cum soaked panties. He left me to lock the
apartment, then returned and laid behind me, a hand
wrapped firmly on my balls and his semi-erect cock
resting along my ass crack. I was in bliss and slowly
drifted off to sleep, my body too worked over to
resist rest.

To Be Continued...