Date: Tue, 7 Jun 2005 08:50:43 EDT
From: SANIBELBOYS@aol.com
Subject: Reality CheckUp Part 15

As I was frozen in time, looking at the contents of the box, Master commanded
 that the slaves put a wide leather belt around Trey's waist. The belt was
put in  place and with chains then attached to the two horizontal poles. This
took the  strain off of Treys back and spine; plus it meant that he (trey) could
remain in  this position longer without fear of injury. Out of the corner of
my eye, Cody  was walking forward with a bright orange electrical cord,
thicker than I had  ever  seen.

Master asked all present to gather around. Master spoke with great authority
when He began His talk to all there. "Trey here, has violated two of the most
 important rules the group has, and there is a third rule which he broke that
I  had given him. The first rule he broke was to send his seed into the mouth
of  `boy'. We all know the dangers of unsafe sex. Trey has not been tested
to see if  he is healthy enough to enjoy sex yet. This action of his, could put
`boy' in  jeopardy and I won't tolerate such deeds from anyone. The second
action of  disregard was the physical abuse he inflicted upon `boy'. As we all
know, no  such activities are allowed unless a master gives exacting
directions. And  thirdly, Trey didn't not listen to nor follow the guidance Cody had
laid out for  him. Such disregard of another person's guidance is totally
unacceptable to me  and the other masters. Therefore Trey will have to be severely
punished for his  deeds."

Now then, I had assumed the fuckmachine was enough of a punishment for trey.
I  wasn't sure how much his hole had taken or suffered. Regardless, my
thoughts  were far to minimal for what he had in  store.

I couldn't help but really start to feel sorry for Trey now. Goodness, were
they  going to nut him or cut off his cock.  Trey again raised his head to meet
 my eyes. The contact between us, must have been too much for him. He broke
down  into a raging river of tears. He blurted out that he was sorry and
ashamed of  what he had done. By now master Lee had gone to Trey's hole and was
inspecting  it to check for any lasting damage. Thankfully there was nothing
severe, just  several small tears, which he said would heal up just fine.  When
master  Lee looked up he could see that my face showed a great sigh of relief at
what he  had just  said.

Master brought, from the box, lengths of clear tubing; lots of it. He
attached  some of the tubing to two small see thru cylinders. He reached behind
himself  and turned on some sort of pump thing. Next he put a small drop of oil on,
and  around, each of Trey's nipples. The placed a cylinder over each of his
nipples  and the cylinders clung to Trey like magic. Another cylinder, bigger
around, was  taken to Trey's balls. His balls were stuffed inside the cylinder
and likewise  the skin was oiled and the cylinder slowly sucked itself up to
the underside of  Trey's cock. Master turned away, momentarily, and had
increased the pressure of  the pump. The nipples and nuts were being sucked deep into
the cylinders. DAMN!!  The longer these things were left on, the lengthier
the nipples and nuts would  get. Holy Cow! Master put some lube on Trey's cock
and also around the base of  it.  Master had in hand a cylinder but the thing
was not totally clear. He  flipped a switch, which brought to life a stranger
sounding device. He slid the  cylinder over Trey's dick and the thing was
acting like it was jacking Trey off.  Then I recalled, that the same machine was
already used once on me. I knew then  that he would be in for a world of hurt
soon  enough.

I could see the strain on Trey's face, as he too, knew what was ahead. Both
machines were turned up a little more and instantly his nipples and balls were
 pulled deeper into the cylinders. It was great to look at, but if you were
the  one on the receiving end NOT SO.  Within a couple of minutes, Trey let out
 a loud, tribal, groan or was it a scream. His body bucked violently. I
looked  down and could see the tubing fill with his white seed. Everyone watching
shouted out comments and congratulatory accolades to Master. All the masters
returned to the table and started up a conversation about tonight's football
game. Miami vs. Jets. Yuk!!  The slaves just sort of milled around either
Trey or me.  Some one then took, which must have been a massager and placed  it
on the base of the plug in my hole. The feeling was great, totally awesome,
really. My dick did it's best to stand at attention. But, with the cinch ring
and two heavy piercing rings I think the best I could do was get a semi-stiffy.
 I think we all know what that is like.  It wasn't long before I blew a snot
log. It went everywhere. I gyrated like somebody getting electrocuted. Now,
how  do you spell relief? Goodness, oh my! My orgasm lasted quite along time
and I  was thankful for each and every milli-second of  it.

Master came over to Cody and told him that it had been decided, Trey was
going  to spend the next five days with us. He would get his blood drawn and
tested,  and learn the true meaning of becoming a master; if indeed, that is what
he  really wants to be. Cody half smiled when he got this bit of news, then
Cody  glanced in my direction, with a blank expression on his  face.

Each  master came forth and collected his own slave. This might be
interesting, I  thought. It had become time for the `festivities' to end. As each
master bid  there thanks and farewell to Master, the slave knelt in front of Master
and  kissed the head of Master's now exposed cock. Fine looking penis, if I
say so  myself. Then the slave bowed, said "thank you SIR" and kissed my
Masters boot.  They filed one by one into the house. I am assuming that is when the
slave was  allowed to put on shorts or something before going out to their
vehicle. When  the last couple had left, Master turned to Cody and said," Thank
goodness this  weekend is coming to a close. This has been a great three days
with the  exception of trey here. But, by all indications it appears trey is
learning the  errors of his  ways."

Take `boy' to his room, and I shall join you in a few minutes. I desire to
speak  privately with trey about his  `situation'.
Cody led me back inside, just as the sun was beginning to disappear behind
the  big trees in the yard. The cool air was most refreshing on my skin. Cody
was  silent the entire time he led me back, and quiet the whole time we were in
my  room. I just remained where he had left me. In my proper position of
course. I  raised my head so that I could take another look at the room and its
contents.  What I had seen before was now becoming clearer to me. What things
were and what  the intended purpose of each was. Cody proceeded to give me a
shorter, but  equally as nice, bath. Why couldn't I have soap that smelled?  Cody
brushed  my teeth again and my mouth felt nice and fresh. He led me over to
the drain and  removed the plug from my butt. All the other times he had cleaned
my hole out,  he had done it with a vengeance, but this time, he took his
time. Nice and slow,  no big messes. When I was clean, he inserted new frozen
grease logs, but didn't  plug my hole. He double-checked under my cuffs and cinch
ring to make sure I was  clean and dry under them as  well.

Master came into the room and began talking to Cody, again. He stated that He
 had had a good chat with trey; albeit a one-way conversation. He wasn't sure
 just how long he would be leaving trey hung out there alone, but that trey
was  now in a lot of agony.  I detected a little joy from Master as he spoke
about trey.  He said that after today, trey should be able to resume his  role
as a `mister' and learn the ways of a master.

I was then commanded to lie on my back.  Doing so, Cody came up to me and
began wiping my dick off with an antiseptic. I had totally forgotten about not
having my catheter in. Now my brain was telling me of the need to piss. Cody
reached out for the sterile package containing my new plumbing. Under the eye
of  Master, Cody installed and inflated the catheter perfectly. A container
was  placed at the outflow end and the clamp released. Piss flowed like a busted
dam.  As I lay there, Master ever so gentle guided His hands from my head to
my toes.  The feeling was one of re-assurance. The feeling was one of caring
and  understanding. Master made comments on my body rings and how nicely that
they  all had healed up. He told Cody how pleased He was with Cody's diligent
care of  them during healing. That is when I learned that Master had scheduled
the  ringmaster to visit later in the week to install more of them on the
body. By  now the piss flow had stopped and the catheter was clamped off  again.

Now came the "grand finale" of the day. Master had me get on my knees and
face  Him. "Since `boy' has been exceptional the entire week and has not
disobeyed any  commands, has not whined like a baby, has not asked to be released
from service;  I feel that it is only just and proper to allow `boy' to service
the cock of his  Master." When that all registered in my brain, I was elated.
 Master  unbuttoned and lowered the zipper of His jeans. It was like, well,
awesome and  breath taking all in one. I hesitated not, and went right to work
servicing His  cock, just the way Cody had trained me to do the night before.
I must have done  something extra right; Master took no time in producing His
seed. I was beaming  both inside and out.  I continued to worship His cock
until He withdrew it  from my mouth. Master leaned over, cupped my chin in his
soft hands; using His  hands to raise my head, Master gave me a most delicious
kiss. "Welcome to your  new home `boy' ."

That said and done, Cody approached my mouth, inserted his velvet rod and
flooded me with his golden nectar. With that done, both of them left my room
without saying a word. A few minutes later I heard them talking and the sound of
 their voices was getting louder, but not yet to clear to me. In the room
they  came, semi-dragging Trey. They took him over to one of the foam mats and
gently  laid him down. It was hard to tell if he was passed out or just plain
broken.  Master returned to me, checking my plumbing and the leather wrapped so
snuggly  around my nads. He looked at Cody and then said that they were going
to leave  Trey and me alone tonight. Master did not feel that Trey was in any
condition to  cause me or anyone else harm tonight. My freedom from being
bound for the night  was a reward for the week, as Master also had a nice reward
for Cody when they  got to their bedroom. Furthermore, if I screwed up, my
privileges of all my  senses would be removed until I was no longer `thinking like
a worldly  male'.

The lights were turned off and the door closed firmly behind Cody. I crawled
over to Trey to see if he was ok. Not one sound from him, but I could feel
his  chest rise and fall. I could hear the air flowing in and out of his body. I
was  so  happy.

By the moisture on Trey's body, and the scent of sweat, I knew that he really
 had a rough time of it, as I would have also. I wanted to bath him with a
warm  cloth and water but without lights, such a task would appear impossible. I
 decided that I would try and just lick him clean the best I could. At least
he  wouldn't smell so awful. I licked his chest clean and started to do his
pits,  but the odor of that just about got to me. I retreated just a bit;
thought about  it again, took a couple deep breaths of air and got back to it. I
made it  through the pits better than I would of imagined. I did his arms, legs,
hands  and feet as well. I wanted to do his crotch area but was afraid that
doing so  would be against Masters wishes for me. Again, I thought it over and
since I  hadn't been given instructions to the contrary I went for it. If only
I had use  of my fingers. Bummer.  I licked his freshly shaved crotch and
balls,  saving the dick for last. While doing his balls Trey stirred a bit in what
I  thought was some sort of `nightmare'. He was having a bad time of it. My
heart  was broken, just to see him this way. I licked his dick clean, as it
started to  respond to the bathing tongue action. Before his dick turned into a
stiffy I was  done. I then did something I had never done before. I made sure
my tongue was  soaked with saliva and re-did his dick. While still damp, I
blew air all over  it. The darn thing sprang up faster than a tomato plant in
June.  He moved  around so much now, that I thought he was waking up.  I plunged
my mouth  down onto his cock and started sucking slowly then I got into a good
rhythm. I  hadn't noticed that he spread his legs out for me, as I nuzzled
closer to his  body with my own. I only knew he was awake when I felt his hands
on my smooth  head. I continued on, but felt a tad sad when I thought of how
many orgasms he  might have been forced to have already. I didn't want to cause
him any more pain  or discomfort. I slowed down my sucking until I was only
holding his dick in my  mouth. Soon it softened up and he pushed my mouth down
to where he once had  pubic hair. He let lose with a large volume of piss and
I drank it all, hoping  that now he would fall back to sleep.  He indeed
dropped off into a sound  sleep. I crawled up behind him and lay there with my arm
and mitt over his  chest. I too fell into a deep sleep.

So, today is Monday. Cody and Master came in to my room and had to wake both
of  us up. I got to my normal position long before Trey even sat up to see
what was  going on.  I drank Masters piss and also that belonging to Cody. My
bladder  was allowed to empty and then I was told to take Treys piss as well. I
was  wondering if Trey even remembered last night. Trey had his meal brought to
him  on a tray and mine was brought in the now familiar bowl. My water bowl
had been  filled with my piss from last night, so I had only that to wash down
the meal  with. Master spoke to both Trey and myself of what is expected of us
for today,  and today only. Each day we would get additional duties. Mine as
a `boy' and his  as a mister. I think the greatest part of the instructional
meeting was learning  that during parts of the day, I would have to be
standing like a worldly person.  Man oh Man, that was music to my ears. How cool was
that!!! We also learned  about the ringmaster's upcoming visit and the visit,
next weekend, to master  johns. He too has a pleasure slave, and lives on a
small ranch (sort of) on the  outlying part of the county. Master said that
during the days ahead Cody would  fill me in on some of the `normal' activities
they had there. Master went over  to Trey and took a vial of blood from him to
be tested this week. Nice to have a  doctor in the house. But then, all of the
masters are doctors in some field.  Master left for work, while Cody and Trey
were discussing the day ahead of us  and what things needed to be done.

The week was different in many ways. The biggest change I noticed was with
Trey.  He was doing everything. I mean everything. From the bathing, enemas and
brushing my teeth to the shaving and feeding. Cody was always there when he
needed to be. I wasn't fearful at all this time with Trey. But, I had wondered
 why Trey was doing everything to me and for me. I thought, for sure, Trey
would  be the one jumping at every chance to do things like he had the previous
week.  Not to much changed for me that week, well; not that I want to repeat
myself  anyway. I got out of my mitts and other coverings each morning shortly
after  Master had left for work. I had the most difficult time standing erect
the first  time and both Trey and Cody had to help steady the body. I finally
got to see a  lot of the first floor of Masters home. This place is huge. I
was allowed all  the time needed to exercise in Masters' well-equipped gym. I
was able to use the  pool to swim, which I dearly loved to do. I got to see the
pool man finally. I  was a bit timid at first but shyness was rapidly becoming
one thing of my past  life that seemed stupid. It is so strange to visualize
what someone looks like,  and then to finally be able to see him and the mind
sort of plays  "connect  the dots" with you. I only remembered the texture
and taste of his dick and piss  from last week. Now I got to see him and his
dick. I knew the `Queens of Clean'  were in the house, I think it was Wednesday,
as I heard them giggle like a troop  of doped up drag queens the entire time
they were busy doing their thing. The  lawn `boys' came the day after, and I
was in the pool when they arrived. They  ventured over to the pool enclosure
and introduced themselves, but they became a  little upset when I didn't speak
back with them. Cody came out and told them  that I was not allowed to speak
to anyone and they sort of understood.   Before the day was done, I was
kneeling before each of them draining their  bladders of golden nectar. The
ringmaster came over Thursday evening and checked  on all the rings, which passed his
inspection. I was given two new  piercings.  I got a somewhat large ring at the
top base of my dick. He  called it a "pubic ring". The other piercing I got
was totally painful, and I'm  not ashamed to admit, that I passed out. The
ringmaster pierced my dick with a  thick large bar, going from right to left. The
hole he poked through my dick was  just above the catheter so as not to
interfere with my new plumbing. On each end  of the bar was a one-half inch ball.
Now it was up to Trey to take care of my  new decorations. Each night Master
and Trey would pleasure themselves with me.  Most of their pleasures were from
previous trainings and abuse, with nothing out  of the ordinary. Cody was
always there, observing, but not participating. I was  really beginning to wonder
what was going on. Was this some form of brain  transformation or was Cody
being punished for something he did or said. By  Thursday night, I had become the
urinal for all three of them. Regardless of the  time of day, if any of them
needed to piss; they found my mouth. And, every  night I was treated to Masters
seed, which I swallowed most  eagerly.

I learned some of what the weekend would be like. I wasn't sure if Cody had
told  me everything, but if the past is the example; then Cody left a lot out
of it. I  was quite pleased to get something every morning that tasted like
breakfast.  Lunch tasted great too. Dinner was a different story. Sometimes I got
a mush  like meal and other times I got worldly food mixed in with my dog
food. I was  never `over-feed'. I was always left a little hungry, but I never
complained, as  I knew it would be improper to do so. Trey was now the one who
changed my  catheter, every three days. And he did it very professionally,
which also  pleased  Master.

Friday was the day. Friday was here already. Master came home and both Cody
and  Trey were in a tizzy.  I couldn't figure out what all the commotion was
about. Finally Master came to my room and told me that he had purchased a new
vehicle for Cody to use, which meant that his old rust bucket was gone. Cody
and  Trey had taken it for a spin, while Master did a meticulous inspection of
me and  my body. Master said that we were all going away for the weekend and
that we  would be taking the new vehicle. Master seemed most pleased with my
body and He  told Trey how pleased He was with the preparations of my body this
day, and all  the preceding days as well. Trey was glad that he made Master
happy.

Master withdrew the butt plug and checked on the transformation of the holes
entrance. Master seemed well pleased that after such a short time that the
hole  was properly "puckered." Trey spoke up, telling Master that he had put a
few  more grease logs in the hole than normal. A total of 6 logs were in my
body.  Trey mentioned that not all were put in at the same time, which is
allowing a  gradual melt down inside. Due to the nature of the upcoming weekend Trey
felt  the possible need for the extra logs. Master was pleased to hear that
Trey was  using his brain.

While Master was putting the plug back into place, He started a rather
strange  conversation with Trey. He was asking Trey to tell Him what, if anything,
he  would do different if owned his own slave or me. Some of what Trey said didn
't  bother me to hear it. Other things were odd to hear. Trey said that he
would  like his slave to have a larger piss opening and more decorations on the
body.  Master appeared intrigued with the conversation, so much that I don't
think He  looked at Cody, not even once. What is going on here? Was Master
having thoughts  of owning Trey? Did Master have ideas in His mind about
transforming Cody into a  `boy'?

The time was at hand to prepare everything for the weekend. Cody left to load
 his new SUV.  Cody was strutting like a proud peacock over his new vehicle.
Master and Trey did my prep work. First, Master removed the bindings on my
nads.  Then He redid the bindings but this time He slid a steel ring through the
 leather so that each nad was not only separated but had its' own ring
dangling  down from it. A heavy cloth like hood was placed over my head, cutting off
all  my vision. I was mad when that happened, but kept my emotions in check.
The hood  had two small holes for me to breath through, a mouth opening and
each of my  ears also was outside the hood. Master had Trey go into the kitchen
and get my  meal and bring it back. Master spoke to me while Trey was out of
the room. He  told me that the weekend would be very `enlightening' for Trey
and very  different for `boy'. He proceeded to place a leather contraption
over the hood.  It felt like some sort of harness. I heard Trey come back into
the room as he  told Master that he had taken a little time to warm my meal in
the microwave.  Master then asked Trey what he would like to have fastened to
the head harness.  Needless to say, Trey said he would like to see if
everything could be attached  to it.  So, my nose ring was pulled up and fastened. My
earrings were  pulled up and fastened. I felt awful but knew that I must look
worse than I  feel. Next Master told me he had to put a mouth ring behind my
teeth. I opened  wide. What I didn't know was, the ring had some kind of `paddle
' attached to it.  When Master got the ring behind my teeth, the paddle held
my tongue down to the  bottom of my mouth. Master began turning two small
screw things, one on each  side of the ring. My mouth got wider and wider as the
ring expanded and the  `paddle' pushed harder on my tongue. When He stopped, I
heard him tell Trey that  if done wrong the ring would break my jaw. I'm sure
that Trey had been watching  very  closely.

Master told me to ready myself for the meal. Now how could I eat like this?
This  is ridiculous.  I knew something was entering my mouth but I didn't know
what it was. Before I knew what was going on, I felt something at the back of
my  mouth. It was my meal. Later I learned how and what my meal was. AND, I
was to  eat like this the entire weekend.  My meal had been put into a blender
and  made like a smoothie. I almost choked to death the first time Trey filled
my  mouth with the stuff. Master had to direct the feeding at first. My meal
had  been sucked into something like a turkey baster thing and then squeezed
into my  mouth. YUK!!!!! It took a while to feed me, until I got used to
swallowing  without my tongue or being able to close my mouth. Thank goodness the
meal was  done, but at least I had a full stomach. Now it was time to go,
ALMOST. Before  they took me to the vehicle, Master placed a wide steel collar
around my sac,  between the separated nads and the base of my dick. The weight of
the thing was  almost to much to  bear.

Crawling through the house to the garage, all the rings seemed to be super
sensitive, along with the new collar on my sac; which was killing me with pain.
 The guiche ring was heavy enough, but with the moving about and the senses
on  high alert the ring seemed to be stretching my skin a lot more. In the
garage,  all three of the men helped me into the very back seat. I was sitting
somewhat  comfortable even though the plug and ring made their presence quite
well  known.

I had been told that the ride to the "weekend retreat" was about an hours
drive,  and Master and Trey wanted me to be comfortable. I thought that was nice
of  them. Now how long did that feeling last? Not long at all.  DAMN!

Within a couple of minutes, they had me comfortable THEIR way. My ankles were
 raised, and each ankle cuff was tied to a headrest in the seatback in front
of  me. Each nut was tied to those `hand hold' things they have in all the
new cars.  The only bad thing for me was that they had them pulled extremely
tight and as  before I had pains shooting into my gut. They took ropes which they
attached to  each wrist cuff and pulled my arms behind the seatback and tied
them to  something; stretching them painfully as well. Then to my total
surprise, MASTER  said to me "silence is golden" and roughly shoved in my earplugs.
Now I was back  to only the sense of smell and taste. I felt something going
on with my new sac  ring. They had attached cords to that as well. Apparently
the cords went to the  seat in front of me. To my collar they attached my
nipple rings, again too  tight. Lastly they fixed my dick to the collar as well.
Master and Trey each had  a cord, from the sac ring, in their hand and could
yank on it anytime they felt  like it. So I suppose now, we were ready to go. I
hope this vehicle has tinted  windows. God, I hope so. I felt the vehicle
move, I felt my body shiver, I felt  the pain from every bump and turn. This might
just become the `weekend from  hell'.

I hope the readers are still enjoying the story. I left out  four days of the
second week of my training, which were equally interesting, but  some readers
suggested that I only tell you about the weekends.


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