Date: Sat, 4 Jun 2005 11:49:12 EDT
From: BoyNfla941@aol.com
Subject: Reality CheckUp Pt 13

The sheer joy and happiness that was coursing it's way thru my mind and body
is  hard to describe let alone explain properly.  Having Trey's penis in my
mouth was better than anything I had felt in such a long time.  True I,  like
most, have been engaged in such activities for quite some time; but in my  case
with no real frequency. So I had to listen to Trey tell me how to suckle  his
cock in order to pleasure him to the brink of orgasm. Each time he drew near
to exploding inside my mouth he withdrew his velvety rod. Such an experience
must have been driving him mad. When he had completely withdrawn, Cody step
in  and took his place; likewise removing his penis before he dumped his cock
juice  in my mouth. This kept going on for sometime and I didn't think that
either of  them had enough self-control to prevent the orgasm.  They switched
tactics  and started teaching me the art of `rimming'. Since I had never done
this  before, I had no idea of what to expect.  I could tell by smell and
texture, whose ass was in front of me. Cody had no hair and smelt of man. Trey  on
the other hand had a hairy pucker and smelt of deodorant soap. Each time I
had my tongue out licking, one or the other of them had their hands on the back
of my head holding it in place firmly, giving instructions and encouragement.
 Then like when I was sucking, they switched places and repeated the process
over  and over. I learned quickly what to do and what not to do.

They returned to my cock sucking training and while I was performing
satisfactorily now, I could hear them talking back and forth between themselves,
only occasionally saying something to me. I didn't know how much longer they
intended to train me this night, but I was hoping that it wouldn't be much
longer due to fatigue and sore joints and muscles.  Every time I thought  they were
getting along, one or the other of them raised their voice to the  other.  I
was sucking on Trey's cock when he started talking `dirty' to me.  The
name-calling was something I had only read about and surely he was not  serious
about it.  Trey said that he was going to explode in my mouth and  Cody reminded
him of the training rules. Trey, in a flash, lost his temper; all  the while
ramming his velvet rod as deep as he could. In one strong thrust he  popped his
load. Trey then increased his tempo of verbal abuse towards me. Cody  raised
his voice to him and all that did was make Trey grab my earrings and yank  on
them with vigor and he continued his waning thrust. Trey finally withdrew,
while Cody stood in silence. Before Cody could say or doing anything, Trey
called me a few more vicious names and with lightning reaction hauled off and
slapped my face two times. All went silent in the room. I could hear myself
breathing as the tears flowed down my  face.

The next thing I heard were a multitude of footsteps coming into my room.
Nothing was said, but I knew something violent was happening. I finally heard
Master barking stern orders to others. Trey was screaming and some sort of
scuffle was taking place. I was terrified to say the least, but dared not move
from my current position. The words and noise steadily died down and silence
was  again present. God was I getting scared. This was worse than anything I had
gone  through the whole time I'd been here with my  Master.
Soft fingers were wiping the tears from my cheeks, and I knew Cody was still
with me. I finally stopped crying. Cody told me that I was safe now and not
to  fear. Trey had been tackled and hogtied by the other masters, along with
being  gagged. I was safe. Nobody other than Master was to speak like that to
me.  Nobody other than Master was to physically display rage towards me. Trey
was now  paying a price for his youthful outburst and his lack of experience.
My  heart rate returned to normal shortly thereafter.

Cody told me that most likely tomorrow morning Trey would receive punishment
for  what he had just done to me. In a way I felt sorry for Trey, yet on the
other  hand felt that he deserved whatever punishment he gets. I knew it was
getting  late, but with Cody in a talkative mood I didn't give it much thought
that I was  in need of sleep. Cody had gotten a warm damp cloth and was wiping
my face while  he continued his talking. From Cody I learned a lot this night.
It was like he  was opening up a new chapter in my life, telling me so much
more about the  `group', who they were and so on.  I learned that three of the
masters also  had `pleasure slaves' like myself; but these slaves were left
behind in their  respective dwellings. Some in cages, bound with rope, or left
hanging from the  ceiling. During these times, the master's slave would
return to the home and  feed the other slave and then return here to Masters house.
I found it nice that  I was not the only `pleasure slave' in the `group'. I
learned that I would meet  all of them very soon, but this weekend was
special for Master and only the  other masters with their bed/house slaves were in
attendance. I learned that  each of the masters had a room for their `pleasure
slave' and each room was  always different from any of the other masters. I
would "see and serve" in these  rooms in the near future. When I heard the word
"see" my mind went wild with  excitement. Now why would I, or should I, be
excited about that. I thought my  mind was doing a good job compensating for
the lack of eyesight. OR, could it be  I got excited about the word "serve".
Cody assured me that the next  training session would be a "great experience".
How would he know. Did he ever  go through all this, just to become a
bed/house slave. I don't think so, do  you.  His voice softened and he said it was
time for sleep. He took hold of  my nose ring and I crawled as he led me to a
nice soft mattress.  Mattress!!  Was I in heaven or what. He commanded me to lay
down and not  move. I thought he was going to bind me for the night. The only
thing Cody did  was to connect my catheter to a collection container for the
night and the  release of piss was a relief. I didn't even hear a muffled
sound coming from  Trey and I wondered if they had stuck a needle full of drugs in
his butt. Soft,  warm, smooth and clean were the next feelings I experienced.
Cody was lying next  to me on the mattress. He draped his arm over my body
and I rolled over on my  side to be facing him. He kissed me with all the
passion he had as he stroked my  shoulders and back. I couldn't say how long this
went on; as it must have been  so intoxicating to me that I dropped off into a
deep sleep, drifting on a puffy  white Florida cloud. I slept without  dreaming.

The new day arrived with a kiss and soft words from Cody. He told me that I
had  been sleeping so hard that Master didn't want me woken up when all the
other  slaves were. My mind finally cleared out the cobwebs and I could hear
voices and  the now familiar footsteps along with the shuffle of  feet.

The next voice I heard was that of my Master. His voice was a lot different
sounding than I had heard it last night. His voice seemed to be more caring
and  filled with pride, which I had never heard Him like  before.

" My fellow masters and slaves, may I have everyone's attention please.
Before  us is My new slave. For the past week he had endured much as you noticed
upon  your arrival, AND while you all have been in attendance. If it pleases
the  masters, I now wish to call for a vote from them. I desire their approval
of my  new slave, to become one of us. One of our `group'. `boy' has a lot to
learn  yet, but I feel his progress entitles him to join our community. Slave
Cody has  informed me that he has completed his assignment of instructing `boy
' on the  group, who we are, what we are and why we are. So without delay, I
ask that any  master who opposes `boy' to please speak now."

The room was dead silent, I mean fucking dead silent. What was going on? I
wasn't told about a vote. What if I wasn't voted `in'? Still silence,
nothing.

"Thank you my fellow masters. Thank you for accepting my `boy'. Now, I wish
you  all to remain in your places as I greet, for the first time, my `boy'
into my  home, into my life, Cody's life." My eyes watered up and I didn't want
anyone to  see my crying. The tears flowed freely now. "Will someone please
dim the lights  please."  I felt the hands of my Master upon my head. Master
was removing  my blindfold. Oh my God. Master was giving me back my  sight.

"boy, with pride, I am returning your sight. Sight alone will allow you to
see  what your new world is all about. Sight alone will allow you understand
your new  life. Sight alone will allow you to see your progress, AND your
failures. Your  Master and Cody are now your life. Your actions shall always bring
pride and  pleasure to the both of us. You are to always remember your station
in life.  Allow your mind to reflect on this past week and all which you have
accomplished."

The room started to brighten very slowly, as my eyes blinked rapidly trying
to  adjust. There I was, in my proper and most normal position as I focused on
the  body before me. I raised my head. My eyes met those of Master. He was
handsome  (in my mind) and quite well groomed. No facial hair what so ever.
Master was  wearing jeans and a tank top. Master cupped my chin and tilted my head
back even  further. Master leaned forward and kissed my lips. He instructed me
to kneel,  which I did immediately. The familiar collar was put in place and
this time a  small lock was used to firmly seal my life to my Master. I
stopped crying about  the same time that my insides began to glow with great joy and
happiness. While  this was going on, I felt someone from behind disconnect my
recycle tubing and  clamp off the  catheter.

My Master stepped back and to the side, as Cody came forward. Naked, wearing
only a thick leather collar, he approached me with a smile so wide I thought
his  face would split in two. He knelt in front of me and gave me a strong
hug, which  about squeezed the air out of my lungs, and then he gave me his `
trademark'  passion kiss. His eyes were moist with tears of joy. I never even
considered  looking at my body to see the rings, to see the split penis head and
least of  all to see the body without hair. Hell, at that moment in time, I didn
't even  feel the rings or the large plug invading my hole. My mind was in
celebration. I  wanted to hug Cody back, not sure if I should or not. I took the
chance and gave  him a bear hug and he kissed me once again. My hug was not
out of  line.

Cody then got up and stepped back from me and took up a position on the other
 side of my head, leaving sort of an aisle way between he and Master. One by
one  each of the other masters came forward. Each was dressed in jeans or
leather  pants and had on a shirt or t-shirt. Each said, "welcome", and patted me
on the  top of my head.

"With the formal part of the welcoming ceremony complete, we shall now allow
the  slaves to come forward and meet `boy' and briefly chat. And while that
is going  on we masters shall discuss the punishment due mister Trey. Dang, I
had  forgotten all about Trey. Where was he? What had they done to him? What
were  they going to do to  him?

All the slaves came forward, as Cody remained with me. Each one knelt down to
 face me. They each introduced themselves, kissed and hugged me. How was I
ever  going to remember their names along with all the names of the other
masters?  They all started commenting on my body rings and dickhead. They  asked a
lot of questions, which of course I could not answer, although Cody did
answer them for me. It was cool to see them all. Most every one of them was
totally smooth.  Some of them had body jewelry and I noticed some with  tattoos. Two
of them were un-cut. One was African American, one was Hispanic and  one was
Asian. All of them had some sort of collar on. I learned that the  `pleasure
slaves' of the other masters where more decorated and marked than  these bed
slaves. All of them, bar none, were genuinely nice to me and it felt  good to be
around them. Some of them told me what part of my training they  assisted in
and others told me how much they enjoyed pissing into my mouth, etc.  Cody was
beaming with pride as they continued their compliments towards me.  Little
ole me was trying not to become over confident nor cocky in my thinking  at this
point. Just be myself, as I had been trained to  be.

"Ok slaves, ENOUGH.  You all have work to do now." Bellowed a master. I
think it was master Russell. " I want half of you to work with Cody and get  `boy
' ready for the day. The other half of you will assist in preparing mister
Trey for his  punishment."

I have no idea why the slaves had me turn around, until right before my eyes
was  Trey. The masters had removed his bindings and he was standing spread
eagle in  the frame. I looked around my room to absorb everything I could. The
room was  huge. Larger than my little one bedroom apartment that I had lived in,
in my  previous life. Cupboards, cabinets adorned two of the four walls.
Heavy rings  were embedded in one of the other walls. The back wall had so much
stuff there  that I couldn't even begin to describe. BUT, I saw a cage. That
startled me a  little  bit.

"mister Trey, for your actions last evening you shall receive punishment
fitting  the offense. mister Trey, for all to now know, I wish to inform them of
who you  really are." My Master continued. " mister Trey is the nephew of
master Lee.  Master Lee is also Trey's employer. What trey did last night was
embarrassing  and humiliating for master Lee. It was wrong for trey to abuse both
verbally and  physically My `boy' by his adolescent behavior. Such behavior
could be expected  from a youthful know nothing teen, but not from an aspiring
young adult. For  this reason, master Lee is releasing him from his employ and
allowing him the  pleasure of first learning the ways of a slave before he
learns the ways of a  master."

What was I supposed to think? How was I to react? This is more than I can
deal  with. Seeing Trey like this was not what I would have expected from what
happened the night before. My stomach was churning and I didn't want to toss
chunks.

" Slaves, make the slave smooth" came the command from master Lee. Out came
the  clippers and razors and they started in on Trey. Trey didn't move a
muscle. He  just hung there, humiliated and defeated. The man I went to school
with, lusted  after and even desired was now going to undergo a complete body
shave.

While they were tending to trey, the other slaves had me lay back and they
too  shaved my whole body; front and back. For once, I got to see the expression
on  all their faces as they worked on me and I caught an occasional glimpse
of trey  submitting to his first worldly humiliation.  I was then led over to
that  part of the room which had the drain. Cody removed my plug and began to
clean  out my hole. What a relief that was. I no longer dreaded the cleanings,
but  rather looked forward to the inner feeling of clean. When the enemas were
 complete all of them towel dried me, ever so tenderly. My body rings were
cleaned with the antiseptic lotion and the hole was filled with grease. I was
led back to the foam floor pad, where the wrists and ankle cuffs were put back
 on. One of the slaves put a container underneath my dick and drained my
bladder;  then he re-clamped  it.

I raised my head to see trey totally smooth and they were spraying his body
with  something that made him squirm violently. master Lee stood in front of
trey and  told him once again how much he was disappointed in him. Then, just as
fast,  master Lee slapped trey twice. Twice like trey did to me. And, I think
the slaps  were a hell of a lot harder than trey had inflicted upon me. One
of the other  masters approached master Lee, holding up a rather large butt
plug.  Not as  large as mine, but if trey had not been used to taking something
up his ass,  this plug was going to fucking kill him. master Lee nodded his
approval and the  other master put a light coating of lube on the plug. In one
swift and steady  motion the plug was forced up into trey's hole. trey thrashed
about but he  couldn't move but for only a couple inches one way or the other.
The plug was  removed, as was trey's mouth gag. The plug was then forced into
trey's mouth as  far as it would go. I could see the plug was not clean at
all before it went  into his mouth. trey looked and acted like he was going to
puke, but settled  down pretty quick. When they removed the plug, the part in
his mouth was  spotless. He had cleaned it all off. The plug was shoved back
inside his hole. I  could feel blood rushing into my dick as I was witnessing
all of this. I looked  around and saw that every slave had a stiffy. Damn! Look
at the size of these  cocks. Holy turds  batman!

trey was released from the frame and led over to the bench. He was secured to
 the bench with so many restraints that I couldn't tell where they started or
 where they stopped. The slaves pulled his legs wide apart and latched the
leg  supports in place. I could see the base of the butt plug now and knew from
experience that trey was in pain; A LOT OF PAIN. His head was hanging over
the  bench, face down, and I could see the tears drip off his face and splash
onto  the floor below.  I heard  a little noise and looked off to my left to
see two slaves wheeling a machine of some kind over to where trey was. Jesus
Lord!! It was the fuckmachine!  Eight feet in front of me was trey, bound  and
helpless. I felt sad, immensely sad. The plug was once again removed from  his
hole and dirty or not, it was shoved into his mouth. The plug was then taped
tightly into his mouth. I could tell that trey was having trouble breathing
but  knew he would learn fast enough to get all the air he could through his
nose. A  dildo the size of the plug was being attached to the fuckmachine. As I
looked at  the dildo and then at treys hole, I knew this was not going to be
easy for trey  at all. I spotted a little bit of blood at his hole but knew that
it must not of  been a serious thing. The machine was positioned, and the
head of the dildo was  exactly on target. master Lee nodded to my Master and then
flipped the machine  on. It took all of a minute before the dildo was working
on the ass muscle and  trey was really making noises. If trey thinks this is
bad, just wait a few more  minutes. I wondered if they were going to give him
an injection to lessen the  pain but I saw no syringe while I was looking. My
Master told every one to  adjourn to the back yard so that they could continue
with my training. Master  came to me, smiled, patted my head, kissed my lips
and attached a heavy chain  leash to my collar and began to pull me away from
the view of treys torture. I  followed Master down a long carpeted hallway,
which was adorned with paintings  of various slaves enduring torture. All that
my eyes were now seeing was  registering with my brain and comparing them to
what my brain saw when I didn't  have my eyesight.  The bright Florida sunlight
forced me to close my eyes  momentarily as my knees felt the carpet leave and
go to concrete. Damn, look at  this fucking swimming pool. Wonder if I will
ever get to enjoy this. I sure hope  so. From the pool enclosure to the back
yard, the feel of grass on my knees. My  eyes caught sight of the frame and bench
that I had felt before. I saw a large,  beautifully adorned wooden box
sitting on the lawn. I smelled the air with a  deep breath. The air was cool and
fresh, yet the familiar smell of sweet  saltwater was everywhere. Master told the
slaves to get me onto the bench, face  up, to begin today's training session.
A moment of fear, then the look from my  Master helped me instantly to shed
such a feeling. I knew and will always  remember that my pain is my Masters
pleasure. As I lay on the bench, being  strapped in place, I could hear the
screams of pain, the emotions of fear, the  desire to die, come from within the
house, from within my room. Would trey  survive without too much injury? Would I
continue to please Master and the  others? Cody came forward and sat down on a
stool just to the right of my head.  " Ok `boy', day three of the weekend is
upon you. You can do all which will be  required of you, of your mind, your
soul, your body." He leaned forward, kissed  me on the mouth and told me that
he loved me. What did he mean by that? What  could possibly be going to happen?
I smiled, a meek smile back at him and told  him, with my eyes, that I loved
him and Master too.


End  of Chapter Thirteen

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