Date: Sun, 9 May 2004 05:02:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mark <fredwhathisface@yahoo.com>
Subject: With My Master 6-7 (Authorian)

Once we got outside I saw a police van and there were
two guards standing by the vehicle and one other
police officer. Peterson pushed me towards the van and
forced me inside. In side the van there were long
seats along the side of the van. On one side there
were three police officers in full uniform. Peterson
pushed me down on the other side of the van. Then he
told me to sit there and pull my arms behind my back
and handcuffed them. Then he got a black leather hood
and put it over my head. Then he told the other police
officers that I was ready and got out of the van and
soon after it drove off.

We drove for a good hour and I was wonering where we
were going. I also thought about my master and
wondered if he knew that I was made to go to another
location. I also though whether or not after this I
would ever see my master again. Also whether or not I
was being forced to be in control of another master. I
assured myself that I would find out all these
questions in due time. The van then stopped and the
police officers in the van got hold of my harms and
forcefully pulled me out of the van. Then they took
the hood off me. I then looked around to where they
had taken me. It looked like a prison that we had
arrived out. They opened the gates and in we went. We
walked inside the building and down a hall and then
into a huge room with different levels. On each level
there seemed to be and indivial cell. They all looked
full of prisoners. We walked a few steps past a couple
of cells then we stopped in front of one of them and
they opened the cell bars and pushed me into it. Then
closed the bars and then left. The cell was a bit
bigger than the one at the police station but there
was only one small bed there and the rest of the cell
was bare. There was one blanket on the bed and one
pillow. I found a corner of the cell and just sat down
wondering what was going to happen to me
next........after a few minutes one of the guards came
to my cell and opened the cell bars and threw some
clothes at me. He said "at this jail prisoners should
wear these clothes so put them on Now!" So he waited
and looked at me while I put my prison clothes on.
They were all red. There was a shirt and some pants
and on the shirt it had a number on it. I knew I was a
true prisoner after putting these clothes on although
I wasn't aware that I had broken any rules or the law
for that matter. But who was I to argue I was only a
slave pig boi. I thought if I asked I would be
punished more so I just didn't say a word. When I had
finished putting on my prison clothes the guard left
my cell and left me all alone.

About half an hour later a guard came to my cell with
another prisoner and opened up the cell and pushed him
in. Then shut the door. He was a big guy not very
attractive but he had a friendly smile on his face. We
did some small talk for awhile about the weather and
about this prison. Then he asked me what I was in here
for. I said I wasn't sure I haven't been charged with
anything. He said ok in a very sarcastic sort of tone
knowing that he didn't believe me. I then explained
the experiences that I had up to the time I ended up
to this prison. He then asked me who my master was. I
told him and he looked at me with a shocked face. I
looked at him and asked him why he's so shocked. He
explained that my master was a very powerful man in
this town. He said he controls all of it and whatever
he says everyone in authority does. They don't
question him and he controls the police force and the
governor of the town. That explained all that I had
been though all the pieces seemed to fit in together.
He then told me there was a snow flakes in hell that I
would get out of this prison unless my master wanted
me to. I looked at the walls and got depressed about
the situation I was in but I knew there was nothing I
could do about it. The guy next to me in my cell just
kept quiet and did his own thinking.

I looked out the small window in the cell and it
looked really dark outside. I figured it was getting
late so I rested my head against the wall and closed
my eyes and tried to get some sleep.....After awhile a
guard came to our cell and banged on the cell bars
with his stick and told me to wake up. He opened up
the cell door and yanked me up and told me that I had
visitor and pulled me out of the cell. He then marched
me down past all the other cells and down a corridor
and past some other rooms. We got to one room and he
opened the door. The room was quite a large room with
one big large desk and a chair. In the chair I saw my
master sitting there. The guard forced me to the other
side of the desk and told me to sit down. My master
then told the guard "that was all" and told him to go.
When the guard left and shut the door my master asked
"do you like being in this place" I said really
quietly "no SIR" he yelled "what do you mean no" I
then realised what I said and said "yes SIR" he then
reached across the desk and slapped me hard across the
face. He said "this is the best damn prison and I
should be glad that I'm here" He then went around to
my side of the desk and pulled me off my chair by my
hair. He then pushed me towards the wall and slapped
me a couple of times really hard across my face. He
then pulled out some clamps from his bag that was
lying on the desk. He then put each clamp on my tits.
Then he got out a metal chain and told me to kneel
down on the floor. He then connected the clamps on my
tits to my balls. He then told me to stand up. When I
stood up the chain pulled on my balls and hurt but I
tried as much as possible. My master then laughed at
the pain I was in. He slapped me hard across face
again! Then he turned me around so I was facing the
walls and with one hand he cupped my balls with his
hands so it made sure they were hurting even more. He
also slammed his dick in my pussy and began pumping it
hard and fast. With his other hand he got hold of my
hair and pulled it back. This went on for a couple of
minutes until he came. When he had he held my balls
even tighter and I cried out in pain. He told me to
"shut up slave pig" and grabbed my balls even tighter.
Then he told me to stand there while he sat back in
his chair. He then began saying "this is probably the
best place for me to be right now." He said "I had it
too easy at his place while he was at work and that I
needed to stay here until I learnt how to be a real
slave pig". Then he got out of his chair and opened
the door and walked out leaving me in the room.
Moments later a guard came into the room and marched
me out and back to my cell. He hurried me back to the
cell ignoring the fact that I found it difficult to
walk with my tits and balls chained up. We got back to
my cell and he opened the cell door and pushed me in.
Then locked it up again and left. I then rested on the
wall again and closed my eyes and went to sleep.

The guard came by all the cells and used his stick to
bang against all the cells and told us it was time to
wake up. He then opened each one and yelled for
everyone to get out of their cells. He said it was
time to do some exercise. My cell mate by this time
was quickly out of his cell but I found it hard to
move because of my tits and balls still chained up.
The guard entered my cell and pulled up by my hair and
yelled "get out of the cell now!" he then undid my
clamps and unhooked my balls. Then on my way out of
the cell he hit me really hard and sharply across my
arse! He said "move it now!" He then made sure
everyone was in the yard doing their exercises. He
looked at me and told me "to run around the track and
don't stop until he tells me to". All the other
prisoners were doing weights or running around the
track.

I ran around the track for about an hour and by this
time I was getting tired and wanted to stop. Although
the guard didn't seem interested in me stopping
because he hadn't commanded me to do anything else so
I tried to keep going. Eventually I slowed down a bit
and the guard saw me and said "what are you doing
stopping I told you not to stop until I told you to".
He said "run faster around the track now!" so I picked
up my speed as best as I could around the track. A bit
later on he called out to me "Ok time to stop running
time to hit the showers". I stopped and he motioned me
over to him so I walked over to him. He said "why are
you walking run over here" so I started running as
quickly as I could in my tired state. When I got over
to him he hit me hard across the face and said get to
the showers and once and grabbed hold of my ear and
forced me into the showers. Once in the shower room he
turned on the cold water and put me under the water.
While I was showering he watched me. Then he stopped
the shower and got me a towel and told me to dry
myself. He said "you don't need clothes now" and
pulled me by my ear again and down the hall past some
rooms till he got to the room he wanted me in and
walked in. In the room was sergeant Peterson. The
guard greeted him and said "hello SIR" Peterson
grunted something and said "that's all" and told him
to leave the room. Peterson then told me to lie across
the desk face down and got his handcuffs and cuffed my
hands. Then He got his night stick and pumped my pussy
as hard as he could. He really made sure that my pussy
was loose and sore. Then he unzipped his pants and
pumped my pussy like he did the night stick. He
grabbed my hair and pulled me backwards and yelled in
my ear "who's the pussy slave pig?" I said "me SIR" he
then said say it louder and pulled my hair tighter and
harder. I said "ME SIR" he said good pig boi don't you
forget that. Then he slapped me really hard on the
butt and pulled me up from the table. He then put a
blind fold on my eyes and made me stand up. Then he
got hold of my arms and pushed me out of the room and
outside. He then opened what seemed like a car door
and pushed me onto the seat. Then shackled me on the
seat so I couldn't move and closed the car door. I
then heard another door opened and shut and the car
started and we got moving. I mistakenly asked Peterson
"where are we going." He just said "shut up pig boi"
and kept on driving.

We stopped somewhere and I heard the Peterson get out of the car and opened
my car door. He then unchained me from my seat and pulled me out of the car
by my hair. I saw that we were in the middle of no where and right in front
of us was a small hut. He marched me into the hut when we got inside he
shut the door. Inside was just a couple of chairs and that was about
all. He then turned me to face him and with his powerful hand pushed me
down to the ground so I was facing his crotch. He then unzipped his pants
and pulled out his dick and made me suck his dick. He then pissed in my
mouth and when he finished and I had swallowed all his piss. He made me
suck his dick until he came. He then told me to stand up. He then punched
me in the stomach really hard with his fists one blow after another. When I
bent over in pain he told me "to stand up and take it like a slave pig that
I was" he then used his fists to hit me across the face with his fists
until I had bruises on my face. He then marched me over to a cupboard that
was by the wall and told me to stand in it he then chained me to one of the
walls and put a blind fold on me and closed the door and locked it. I then
hear him walk away and shut the front door.  > After a long while I heard
the front door open and heard someone walk inside. Then I heard someone
walking about going on with their business. Eventually the cupboard door
opened and the person unchained me from the cupboard and pulled me out
holding my hair. Then the person took the blind fold off me and I saw it
was Peterson again. I looked outside the window and it was really dark
outside. He asked "why was I looking out the window and to face him" when I
faced him he slapped me really hard across the face. Then made me get down
on the floor facing his crotch. Then he pulled out his dick and pissed all
over me! Then he told me to lick up all the piss that was on the
floor. After I had done this he told me to stand up.  Once I stood up he
slapped me across the face. Then he made me turn around with my back
towards him. Then he marched me towards one of the walks with him holding
my hair tightly. Once I was at one of the walls he pressed me hard against
the wall. He then unzipped his pants and pressed his dick against my
pussy. Then he slammed his dick against my pussy and started pumping my
arse really hard until he came.  Instead of Cumming inside my pussy most of
his cum fell on the floor with only some of it hitting my pussy. He then
turned me around and made me get on the floor and lick up every bit of cum
on the floor.  While I was doing this he stood on my hands with his heavy
boots so it hurt my hands. I cried out in pain and he yelled "what did you
say slave pig?" I replied "thank you SIR" he said "that's better" and made
me lick up the rest of his hot cum. Then he pulled me up to stand pulling
my hair again and pressed me against his uniform and made me smell all of
it and breathe it in. He said "you like that boi don't you" I said "Yes
SIR" he said say it louder "pig slave!" I said "I love it SIR" he
unbuttoned his shirt and I saw a beautiful hairy chest he had the best
chest I had ever seen. He then pressed me towards his chest and told me to
breathe it in. Then he got hold of my balls and pressed it really hard in
his hand. He then started to wank me really hard. Just when he thought I
was about to cum he stopped. Then after awhile he started again and then
stopped. He told me "slave bois aren't allowed to cum very often" he said
"it's a very special moment for a slave pig like me to cum in front of his
master". He then stopped wanking my dick and pushed me away from him. He
then buttoned up his shirt again and marched me to the cupboard again
pulling my hair. He then pushed me in the cupboard and chained me to the
walls and put the blind fold on me. Then he shut the cupboard door and
left. I was all alone again wondering what was going to happen next...  >
Then I heard the front door open and the cupboard opened soon after.  Two
big guys in black t-shirts unchained me from the cupboard walls and dragged
me out pulling my hair. Then they took both of my arms and made me stand
still. Soon afterwards Peterson came into the hut and stood right in front
of us. Then he slapped me across the face and started punching me in the
stomach. I tried to struggle but the two guys next to me held me
still. Then they pushed me to the floor with their hands. Peterson then
unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick.  He then put his dick in my
mouth and ordered me to suck him off. When he came he told me to swallow
all his cum to the last drop. Then the two guys picked me up
again. Peterson then told them to take me outside and they pulled me all
the way. They then put forced my hands behind my back and put handcuffs on
me. They then forced me into the car and sat side by side me. Peterson got
into the car and drove off.  > We drove for awhile and stopped in front of
the prison that I had been held in before coming to the hut. The two guys
dragged me out of the car and dragged me inside. They then followed
Peterson to a room and pushed me in and made me stand in the middle of the
room. Then Peterson told the guys that they weren't needed any longer so
they left the room. As I looked around the room I saw my master. I smiled
and was relieved to see him there. Peterson so my smile and told me off. My
master turned around and saw me and told me to stand right next to him.  He
then got hold of my balls and pulled them down so it hurt. Then he got hold
of my tits and squeezed them tightly. Then he turned around to Peterson and
said did you have fun with this slut boi. Peterson replied that he was ok
but he needed a lot more work. He said he still doesn't know how to submit
to authority yet. My master turned around to me angrily and stood up. Then
he forced me down to the ground with his hand. He then pulled out his dick
and started wanking. He told me not to look at his dick but to look towards
the ground. He soon came after that and made sure that all his cum feel on
my head and all over my face. Then he said he needed to piss and he pissed
all over my head and face as well. Then he sat down on his chair again. He
then said to me that he didn't want me any more as a slave boi. He said
that I would be better off here learning how to be a slave pig boi. He told
me that I had it too easy at his place. Then he told me to get out of here
out of his sight and that he never wanted to see me again. Peterson called
in the two guys again and they dragged me out of the room. As we were
leaving he told the guys to put me back in my cell. Then Peterson closed
the door.  > That was the last time I ever saw my former master face to
face. I saw him on the TV a couple of times. He really did have a lot of
control over the town that I now called home. I resigned to the fact that
this prison that I was in was going to be my home but I hoped that one day
I could escape and run away to another town. For now this is where I stayed
for another couple of years. THE END