A Different Kind of Life

Chapter 9

Poker Night - Part 1

All that Thomas was allowed to wear, was a pair of blue bikini style underwear. His Master had explained the slaves only wore minimal clothing during get-togethers. He was told how to greet the guests as they arrived, and his would probably not be the only group viewed sexual activity. Apparently, this was a common thing for them. He was to keep his talking to a minimum, he could if he needed to, but this night was for the Masters.

The stuff he had prepared smelled wonderful, no one would go hungry. He had made a pot of homemade chili, and variety of snackable delights. A big bowl of Chex Mix, always a favorite. They had picked up a large cheese platter while shopping, and he had lined wheat crackers to go with them.  He had made some cheddar and sausage balls, most everyone that tried them loved those. There were a couple big bowls of Lays potato chips with French onion dip. He had filled the refrigerator with several different kinds of beer. There was also a full-service bar, that Clifford had told him one of Alex’s two slave would be manning.

Tanner who belonged to Jeff would not be attending but he would have two other male slaves helping him to serve. They did this every Wednesday night like clockwork. They would simply play poker, drink, and eat, a Master or two might fuck someone, or get blown. It was usually a pretty good time; he was not to talk to the other slaves unless it had something to do directly with their duties. Any Master could touch him, but besides servicing Jeff, he was for Clifford’s cock. He was to obey their orders, he was highly prized, but at the bottom of giving input.

His underwear was a bit bigger than he would usually wear so it could accommodate his electric chastity cage. It still made quite a bulge and would be obvious to everyone. Clifford told him to relax about it as it was common amongst the slaves. He was also wearing his new white collar, which was locked on him.

He was told they played cards at the kitchen table and if he was needed and not there, expect a zap to alert him. The Master would have his trusty iPad of fun and had added some secret technology to his decision-making process.

Clifford held up a Magic 8 Ball made by Mattel, and his really worked well most of the time. Thomas could not help but laugh at that. For a big musclebound guy Clifford could be silly at times. It was a nice quality which Thomas appreciated.

They were seated on the couch, and the slave had really gotten the house in exceptional order with a good part of the day to work on it.

Clifford said, “I know you must be nervous; it will pass, we are just a big group of perverts that like to smack our slave’s asses and to play poker.”

Thomas was always honest, “I guess I am a bit nervous, but I am sure it will be fine.”

His Master turned the Magic 8 Ball upside down, then flipped it over, “My top-secret technology says, ‘That you may rely on it.’”

The doorbell rang, the guests had started arriving.

The Master said, “You are up, and remember other Masters are addressed Sir, you address me only as Master. Get to it, they are waiting, plus I want to watch that ass as you walk away.”

Thomas Brody walked to the front door, and this part seemed sort of odd to him, but there were customs observed in every group. He opened the big door, stood aside, and got on one knee, for the three people outside.

“Welcome, I am Clifford’s new bitch, Thomas, please do come in.”

A woman and a handsome young man, probably mid-twenties, entered and walked on by. There was a tall, thin man that stopped to address him. He was also handsome and dark complected.

“Please rise slave, I am Master Alex Mistry M.D., turn all the way around slowly and let me have a look at you.”

As Thomas slowly turned around, he said, “Hello Sir, it is nice to make your acquaintance.”

After turning, he found himself staring up at the man who was eyeing him up and down. He was clean shaven, dressed evening casual and had a twinkle about his eyes.

“Nice,” said Sir Mistry and reached out a big hand and started rubbing his pectoral area and abdomen. Then he reached down and played around with his chastity cage a little bit.

“It is certainly not hard to see why he likes you so much. “Sir Mistry added. “You are certainly a smoking hot little number, that lucky bastard.”

Slave Thomas replied, “Thank you for the compliment, Sir.”

Clifford had come down the hallway, “Well if it isn’t Alex Mistry M.D., I only came down here because I thought it might be someone of importance. I see you are copping a feel, everyone thinks I keep slaves in chastity for cum control and denial. It is more the case to keep all your guy’s grubby hands off his beautiful cock, which now belongs to me.”

The big, tall man laughed and the two went down the hallway talking.

Thomas was closing the door, and a well-built Hispanic man came in the glass screen door. The was going to be tedious but Slave Thomas got back on one knee.

“Welcome Sir, I am Clifford’s new slave, Thomas Brody, please come in.”

This man had a bit of an accent but not a strong one, “Rise slave, I am Jeff Blake. Don’t let the name fool you about my heritage, as I was adopted.”

He reached out and gently took Thomas’ chin and lower jaw in a big hand tilted his head a little from side to side.  He reached down and fondled his cage as well for a moment.

“Turn around and let me see that ass slave.”

Thomas turned and pulled the underwear down, stayed that way for a few moments, pulled them up and turned back around. Master Jeff was obviously reacting to what he just saw, as there was now a bulge in his crotch. He reached over and ran is index finger slowly across the slave’s lips.

“Can’t wait to get those wrapped around my cock, slave.” He winked at Thomas and proceeded on down the hall.

Thomas turned back to the door to find two other people standing there. One was of medium build and the other appeared to be a 19- or 20-year-old femboy.  He got back down on one knee as they entered.

“Welcome Sir, I am Clifford’s new slave, Thomas, please do come in.”

One went on by but the other lingered a second.

“Stand up slave, I am Master Daniel Mullingar.”

Thomas rose and looked him in his dark eyes, his features were quite striking. He too appraised the slave up and down.

“Turn around so I can see your backside slave.”

Thomas complied, this one pulled his underwear down and inspected his ass himself. He even rubbed it some, pulled his underwear back and spun the slave back around.

He locked those dark eyes and looked at the slave eye to eye. “Damn! I see what all the fuss is about, I prefer femboys 18 – 25, but could easily make an exception for you.”

Thomas said, “Thank you for the compliment, Sir.”

They seemed to all follow the same pattern, as Sir Mullingar reached down and playfully toyed with his chastity cage a bit. He then turned and went on down the hall. They were all gathered in the living room, as the out of house slaves were probably undressing someplace. Thomas stepped into the room and waited to be addressed.

Clifford said, “Get us four cold Fosters bitch, don’t let the grass grow under your feet.”

“Yes, Master.” Thomas ducked into the kitchen and got them and put all the Fosters with fresh frosted mugs on a tray. He came back into the room and distributed them out.

He heard his Master say, “Alex, the biggest ‘mystery’ about you is who would be dumb enough to give you a medical license?”

They all, including Sir Mistry, burst out laughing on that one.  The woman, that had arrived with him, who was now in just panties and a big rack of boobs hanging out came in and womaned the bar. She was in good shape and very tan, but had no effect on anyone in the room, but Sir Mistry gave her a look. The handsome man entered and took a place over in the corner to help serve.  He was also, sporting a bulge in his bikini underwear but it was not a chastity cage. Finally, the femboy came in wearing women’s panties and he was not caged. He took another corner to help serve and wait on these people.

Master Clifford, spoke up, “Okay everyone it would seem we are all here now, except for Tanner who is ill. May he have a speedy recovery and return soon. As everyone knows, I have a new slave that has been added to our ranks. His name is Thomas Brody let us applaud and welcome him.”

The Masters all applauded, it just made Thomas a bit more nervous.  This was his first time being at a gathering such as this.

Clifford continued, “We always do something as an initiation for a new member. Since poor Tanner has been down a couple of days with the vile strep infection. My slave is going to suck Jeff’s balls, give him a blowjob, and swallow his load for our viewing pleasure.  Jeff, the reigns are temporarily yours, you are in for a real treat.”

Thomas felt nervous, but his cock tried to stir in its cage, as it was kind of hot. His Master was showing him off in front of this unique group, he would make him proud.

Jeff, walked to the center of the room and said, “Slave Thomas, come over here and get on your knees.”

“Yes, Sir,” and he walked over and dropped to his knees in front of his Master’s friend.

Jeff unbuttoned his shorts, lowered them and his underwear and a semi-erect penis dangled in his face. It was nowhere near as big as his Master’s, perhaps 6” – 7” but it had a great deal of girth and was sexy being this close to it.

Jeff told him, “Suck my balls first slave, let’s just see if your skills are all Clifford claims. Keep your hands behind your back, only use that mouth and tongue. Take your time and make it feel good.”

“Yes, Sir.” Thomas leaned forward, opened his mouth wide, and jeff stuffed it with his entire ball sack. This process was becoming muscle memory to the slave at this point. He sealed his lips, pulled the sack under a little bit of suction, and let his expert tongue go to work. Several of the Masters voiced encouragement at him.

In a couple of minutes, Jeff said, “Damn! Clifford you were not exaggerating. This slave has got some skills, just like that slave and don’t stop.”

The muscular Hispanic man reached and put both of his hands on the back of Thomas’ head, holding him in place.

To the slave, Thomas Brody, all the nervousness melted away and he was lost to just making this man feel as good as he possibly could. He had sprayed something on his ball sack before the slave put them in his mouth, it tasted like strawberry jolly rancher candy. He had seen stuff like that in the sex stores and on the smutty sites on the internet.  It was a nice touch, but he preferred his master’s natural flavor, but this was nice.  He slowly and thoroughly used his tongue back and forth massaging this man’s balls.

“Fuck yeah slave, work my balls. That feels so good, I am going to cum in that mouth of yours. Then I am going to make you eat it, every drop of it.”

Someone said, “Man he really gets into that, this one has some oral intensity. You can always tell the ones that really like it, that is what we are seeing.”

“Clifford you ever plan to unload this one, I can certainly make it worth your while.”

His Master replied, “Only place this one is going is into my bed at night. What’s even better, this one is a genuine article masochist. Well, behaved, follows instructions, can cook and clean like some sort of force of nature.”

Master Blake had taken his hands and was now sliding this slave up the shaft of his cock slowly. He licked and kissed that shaft all the way.

“Clifford, you have the makings of a Master cocksucker on your hands with this one. I have worked Tanner hard for over a year, and he is nowhere near as good as this one.”

Master Jeff, reached into his shorts pocked and took out a small spray bottle. It had a picture of a strawberry on it, and Thomas could read the label; ‘Big Daddy’s Strawberry Flavored Cock Spray. A Cocksucker’s Delight.’ He took the bottle and had halted pulling the slave up his shaft. He sprayed it and the head of his dick liberally. He started pulling the slave up it again, and the sweet strawberry taste flooded on his tongue and in his mouth. He got him up to the thick head and pushed it inside his hot mouth.       

Thomas offered no resistance and went to the base of his thick cock on the first pass. He began to work his mouth up and down it, with Master Jeff helping with a big hand on the back of his head. He began to give everyone a good show and worked this Master’s nice and thick cock.

Daniel Mullingar, sitting in a chair to his left spoke, “Take your shorts off so we can see that ass bitch.”

Slave Thomas continued working sliding up and down the shaft of Jeff Blake’s nice and strawberry flavored cock. He was pulling a great deal of suction and licking it furiously as he went.

He heard his Master say, “Bitch, remove your underwear now.”

He continued sucking and snaked his underwear down and finally got them to his ankles, then fully off. He got his first blast of salty precum with mixed nicely with the strawberry flavoring.

“Just like that cocksucker, don’t stop, and stay at about that speed. You going to let me fuck this slave for disobeying Clifford?”

His Master replied, “I will deal with that once he has blown you, no one fucks this one, in this house, but me.”

Master Blake said, “I knew you were going to say that I will eventually get my cock up in this one. His oral skills are marvelous, you sure know how to train a bitch to suck cock. Oh, pretty slave that feels good, just keep going like that.”

Alex Mistry got up out of his chair and walked in behind the slave as he worked. He bent down on one knee and began to massage Thomas’ ass, he had big hands, and they were strong, it felt good.

As he massaged, he said, “Oh, so nice, great skin tone, and warm as well as nicely toned. Clifford, I have to say, I, as well plan at some point to get up inside that. Come on man, a finger at least, where is the harm in that?”

Clifford stood firm, “That hole is my territory alone here, maybe someday. As to when that might be, that is the big Mistry, now isn’t it.”

Mullingar called his slave, “Billy, get over in front of this chair, on your knees and suck my dick.”

As the slave was walking over Master Daniel, had unzipped, and freed his cock, it was about the same size as Thomas’ was. The sleek femboy named Billy dropped to his knees and started sucking it, slowly at first, then he sped up to a good pace. The seated Master put a hand on the back of his head to steady the pace.

Clifford watched his two friends using his slave, one getting a blowjob and the other copping a feel of his ass. He had no doubts at all there was not a one of them that did not want him, too bad, that was his property. He had sported a hardon for two reasons; watching is handsome slave sucking a cock so expertly, and he had made his first mistake. It wasn’t much of one, but it gave the Master a reason to punish him, he looked forward to that. It wasn’t much of a mistake, but it was a reason to inflict a little pain and get himself off. His slave would love it as much as he did.

Master Mullingar was very vocal as his slave worked, “Suck that cock, you dirty little bitch.  More tongue and go faster, I want to get off in that cum pit of yours. That’s it, just like that, keep that up and daddy has a reward for you.”

Thomas seemed to be at the center of most people’s attention, and he was sucking Jeff Blake’s cock for all his worth. The good doctor stayed right where he was and kept rubbing his ass, he would like to say, he didn’t like it. He could not, it felt good, he had good hands and knew how to use them. This was not unpleasant, but he much preferred attention from his own Master. He remembered his Master telling him, this would please him, so his dick was locked in a battle with the steel, hi tech chastity cage that it just could not win. Still, it tried to get hard, time and time again, the Qiui Zap Cage would not give.

Master Blake spoke down at him, “Good cocksucker, good, it won’t be long, and I am going to dump my load in that mouth. Would you like that?”

Thomas was looking up into his eyes as he worked, “Uhm-Hmm.”

Thomas found Master Jeff Blake to be very handsome as well, just in a bit different way than his Master was. Clifford was manly muscled, with a chiseled jaw and rugged good looks. He was like a tank, durable, powerful, yet when he wanted could be so gentle. Jeff had those dark Hispanic features and dark complected skin tone, and his eyes were piercing. He also projected power, just in a subtly different way.

“Oh yeah, almost there, keep going bitch.”

The slave in the center of the room on his knees, was being hit with several sensations at once: Awareness of being the primary focus of attention of the people in this room, the wonderful feeling of Master Alex massaging his ass with his big, strong hands. He had now moved one down and was using two fingers to slide back and forth rhythmically over his perineum. Being a doctor, he would know this, as did those familiar with the intimate pleasure centers of the male body.  A male’s perineum is highly innervated and closely associated with the same nerve bundles, the prostate and penis were. He had watched several videos where men receiving a good strong massage to this region had caused them to come hands free.

The sensation it was generating was sending wave after wave of pleasure that ran through his prostate, through his balls and up his cock which was still trying to harden. His mouth was full of a smoothly textured, thick cock of Jeff Blakes, that tasted of strawberries and was oozing a great deal of precum now which was salty. Each pass he made brought his nose almost in contact with Master Blakes pubic region. Whatever he was picking up, scented soap, the odor of expensive body wash, was powerful and pleasant. Being so highly stimulated as he was, had only sharpened all his senses. He had always had a good sense of smell and it served him well here.

Master Mistry, continued to rub his ass with one hand and massage his perineum with the other. Master Blake had a good grip on the back of his head and strongly pulled each time he started downward. This all combined to create a symphony of sensations that was pleasurable and making him feel so good.

Over to their left in the chair, Master Daniel told his slave, “Faster, and go deeper cocksucker. I want to come in that pretty mouth of yours and watch you swallow it. My cute little femboy slut, who can just never get enough of my cock.”

Master Blake told him, “Get ready bitch, I am going to fill your mouth with my cum. Never waste a drop of a Master’s seed, treat it like liquid gold, treasure it. Fuck-Yes! Swallow it all down! I knew this was going to be a good night. Uhm, Uhm.”

He began squirting cum inside of Thomas’ mouth and it was salty and oddly sweet. He relaxed his throat, tightened his lips, and swallowed it as fast as this master was shooting it. It had been a few days, as his slave had been ill, so he was carrying a big load, and was transferring it inside the slave’s hot mouth, who swallowed it greedily.”

Across the room, watching his slave perform so well, and deliver such quality oral sex to his friend turned Clifford on. Everyone in the room was watching the hunky slave’s throat work as he swallowed Jeff Blake’s thick cum. He was really into what he was doing and that just made it all the hotter. Finally, the stream of cum stopped flowing, and Master Jeff reached down and squeezed the shaft of his cock to push any that was leftover into that mouth. He kept letting the slave go, till the head of his cock started to become sensitive.

He pulled back, and Thomas looked into his eyes, and licked his lips to clear it all off. Master Mistry stopped rubbing him and returned to his seat, and drink. The slave remained on his knees and watched as Master Blake put his nice cock away and zipped up.

He told Thomas, “You give good head, Tanner is not even close to your league. Good job, you may get up now.”

The slave got up and said, “Thank you Master Blake for letting me blow you, and thank you Master Mistry for the great massage.”

He started to put his underwear back on and got them slowly slid into place. He looked around, his eyes searching for his Master, and zeroed in on Clifford. The big man raised his hand and used his finger indicating for him to come to him Thomas headed that way.

Master Mullingar was getting off, “That’s right you femboy whore, swallow all your Master’s cum. It is one of your primary reasons for you existing, is to please me.”

Thomas got over to Clifford who leaned over and spoke softly, “Down into the fun room, now.”

“If you gentlemen will excuse me for a few moments, I have some business with my slave downstairs. There is plenty of food prepared and beer, everyone please make yourselves at home. Then I will be back to take all your fucking money, as usual.”

Clifford followed his slave into the basement and closed the door behind him as they came down. Thomas was not sure what this was about, so he went on down into the room proper and waited.

The big man told him, “Over to the paddling frame and remove your underwear.”

He then got a bottle of the good silicone-based lube and went and got the electric paddle off the wall. He sat them down on the small stand beside the paddling frame. Without a word he leaned down and restrained his slave’s ankles tightly. Then he rose and pushed him over the a-framed shaped bench. Thomas did not have to be told, he extended his arms downward and the big man walked around and used the straps to tightly secure both wrists. Then he retrieved the shocking paddle and got into position to use it.

He asked, “What did you do wrong bitch?”

Thomas was not sure, he thought he had performed well, but his Master was up about something.

He finally answered, “I am not sure Master, whatever it was I am sorry.”

Clifford said, “Another Master, in this house told you to take off your underwear, and you failed to do so. I will have complete obedience from you, and you will adhere to all the rules and decorum of this group. Did you not hear him tell you?”

Now the slave understood, “Yes, Master, I did hear him, I think I was just caught up in the moment. I was clearly in error and am truly sorry, I did not mean to be disobedient.”

The big man was massaging his bare ass and was getting hard. Of course he had not done it purposefully, but it was an error so now he could punish him, then he was going to give him a good fucking. Watching this hot young man blow Jeff, had made him a bit jealous. Time to remind him, who he belonged to.

“I know you didn’t slave, but when there are mistakes there will also be repercussions. You are going to get twelve smacks, six to each ass cheek, then I am going to fuck that ass. It is for your own good and personal growth, plus I really want to fuck you.”

His slave said, “I understand Master, it will not happen again. I want you to fuck me too, I was bad.”

Clifford was not easy with the strength of the strikes; it was really the first opening he had had to do this. This one was hard to find fault with, but still it was enough, and it was making his juices run, with each time he swung the paddle. ‘Whap! After Whap!’ When he was finished paddling him his ass cheeks were red and would be sore a bit. This only made the big master’s hardon bulge harder. He took his shorts and underwear off, sat the paddle down and got the big bottle of lube.

He started with just the finger this time and added a second finger shortly after. Once done He greased his big dick up and put the big head of it up to his slave’s hole. He was not easy on entry and went balls deep quickly, and the hot wet, tightness of that ass locked around his cock. It felt magnificent. He leaned over and put the two fingers inside his slave’s mouth to lick clean as he began to fuck him. Once they were clean, he got a better angle, he knew exactly where that prostate was now. He began banging away using the top of the paddle bench to hold for leverage.

Thomas’ ass was on fire from the paddling along with the shocks it had delivered. Yet Master was banging him hard and really laying it to his prostate each time he slid in and out. In a short time, he began to feel the tingling, and busted a huge load, hands free.

“Oh, God, that’s good!”

Clifford watched his cum leak down the bench with smugness, and seeing he had driven him to get off, increased his own level of desire. He sped up and was smacking his sore ass cheeks every time he plunged deep. In just a few minutes, the burn was on him as well. He pounded his slave the hardest he had yet then begun to shoot cum deep inside him.

“Oh! Oh! Take that cum up your ass slave! Using that ass like a two-dollar crack whores.” He was spent and finally pulled his cock free.

He quickly freed his slave, made him get on his knees and lick his dick thoroughly clean. When the slave was finished, he stepped away and put his underwear and shorts back on.

“Now lick up as much of that as you can, then wipe everything down good. Use the shower in the jail cell to get yourself sorted and quickly. You still have plenty to do upstairs, you took your punishment well. I am proud of you, and your performance with Jeff, it is flawless.”

“Thank you Master.”

Clifford turned and climbed the stairs back to the party. That had been so intense and felt so good. Now, time to take these fool’s money, it would be a long evening...