My head was spinning from the situation that just unfolded. Master seemed very content and like this was just something to check of a list, when in reality for me my whole world just collapsed.
„Don’t overthink what just happened. It’s good for you.“
It was like he was reading my mind.
„No sir, I really think we have a misunderstanding here. I just wanted to play out some kinks. I didn’t commit to this. Please let me go. I won’t make any fuzz about this. You‘ve used me and I realized we have different expectations. Please just let me go. I‘m really sure that there are other guys out there who really want this. Just not me. Am not even single. This can’t work“
„Don’t worry, I won’t expose the real you to your partner. It’s much more useful for as leverage.
To Motivate you when needed it.
It’ll help to speed to bring out the real fag that’s already inside of you. It train you to be excellent as such. And to become an excellent fag needs tough training. Which we‘ll start now.“
„Maybe. It’s very hard to find real fags. Especially fags who are still in the beginning. Unused, not broken in. So here you are. And I was very clear about my expectations. You‘re just chickening out. But you’re a real fag. You just need training. See, as I told you I‘m up here, normal people are in the middle and your down here. You need to learn coordinates to mine. But you still think and feel they’re similar. But they are not. You next learn the opposite of everything.“
I looked at him confused and more and more panicked.
„What do you mean with that sir“
„Normal to me and others isn’t normal to fags.
- Things that make normal people gag, fags need to enjoy
- things that normal people find disgusting, fags need to crave
- things that normal people find degrading, fags need to feel proud and fulfilled
- things that are uncomfortable or painful are situations where normal people what turn away. But fags learn to lean in. For the joy of the alphas.
- Fags purpose is to give relaxation, pleasure and relief. A fag craves to lick his alphas feet at all times. To give pleasure in any situation no matter where and when. To follow orders because it frees them from making decisions.
- That’s what makes fags so special. you can use them in ways you can’t use regular gays.
You’re the perfect candidate. You want this, but your still misguided. You think it’s a game. When in fact it’s your calling.
I will reprogram you. I will erase your current coordinates and replace them with fag coordinates. It will be hard for you. Lucky for you, I enjoy breaking fags in. I like the transition, the struggle, the fight, the overpowering. It’s fun.“
“No sir that’s sounds horrible, you’ve got the wrong person. Please let me go.”
“I tell you what. We finish today. And then we’ll know if you’re right or if I’m right. Take another line, it will help you to relax. Alternatively I can get the belt and beat you until you agree. Your choice.”
Fuck. I knew he wasn’t kidding. One evening I can endure. Then he will see l’m not the right one for this. I took the line.
Then he wrote something more on my forehead.
„by the way:: You know it only turns me more on when you cry or beg. So continue. I like it.“
He went to his gymbag and pulled out something made of plastic and threw it in front of me.
„Here, pump this up and put it in front of the couch.“
It was an inflatable kiddie pool. What was he up to? I did as he asked and put it in front of the couch as he said.
„sit in the pool with your back to the couch. Legs to the front.“
I did as he ordered me to and he put a leg spreader on me.
With the tears of resignation running down his face, i did as I was told in defeat. I know there is no escaping.
Master sat down behind me and told me to lean back and look up to him.
„I hope you haven’t eaten solid food for 48hrs as I told you. Otherwise the next bit will be harder for you. But you’ll learn either way. We’ll start with your urinal training. A good fag is also a good urinal. I‘m training you‘re gag reflex and taste buds. So you’ll be able to take loads without gagging or throwing up. At the same time your taste buds get programmed for my piss. Lean back, open your mouth wide. Don’t swallow until I tell you to. And put your hands around my legs. Don’t use them and don’t spill anything or you‘ll get punished. “
I was confused, how is he pissing in my mouth when he sitting behind me? But then he grabbed one of the bottles with the yellow liquid.
He filled my mouth up to the limit. The smell was awful, my tastebuds immediately kicked in and I gagged and almost threw up. I spilled everything.
„that’s normal the first few rounds. That’s why I brought My morning piss from the last two weeks. I‘ve learned that starting with the most disgusting variant speeds up the process.“
I coughed and almost threw up. He pulled my head back by my hair and gave me poppers. Then he filled my mouth up again.
„Stay like that. Don’t move, don’t swallow. Just let it sit. Feel it. Smell it. Control your gag reflex. Breathe through your nose. Good fag. Now swallow.“
I tried to swallow but I only could swallow half, the rest left my mouth again. It dripped down my chest and buddy. I was sitting in a kiddie pool that started to fill with his piss.
He slapped me again. Hard. Gave me more to sniff. Repeated everything. „Concentrate. Savor it. Now swallow it“
The third time it started working. I swallowed all without spilling something.
„Good fag. See you‘re good at this. Once more. Instead of swallow your command will be flush from now on.“
He filled my mouth up, he waited for 2 minutes. Told me to feel it, smell it. Then he said flush and I swallowed.
He continued for two more rounds and when my mouth was open he started to spit in it. Then said flush and I swallowed all. „wow, zhe first bottle is empty. You just drank 1,5 liters of my piss. And not only piss, stale morning piss from last week. Not every fag can take this. You’re a natural urinal fag.”
My stomach was so full and the smells were so awful, I felt sick. Master laughed. „so fag, That was part one. Now you’re prepped for the real thing“
And with that he stood up, went in front of me and pointed his dick at my mouth.
„Come on, make me proud. beg for my piss.“
„Sorry sir, I can’t take more, I feel sick.“
„Dont worry, we’ll take care of that next, now look into my eyes and tell me your my urinal fag and beg for my piss“
I shook my head. I burped, my stomach was full. That’s when he slapped me again, two slaps per side. Really hard.
“Fags don’t disobey. Take poppers, get in position and beg. Or I’ll beat the shit out of you.”
My head was spinning. I did as told: „i’m your urinal fag, sir. Please let me have your piss sir“
Master smiled. „There you go. Good fag. That’s exactly what you are.
I looked up, helpless, defeated, and opened my mouth.
And with that he started pissing on me. My face, my eyes, my body. I‘ve been pissed on before but this was different. It was very strong, smelly and acrid. It stung my eyes. It was pungent and made me gag. I closed my mouth on reflex.
Master stopped.
„Open. OPEN. Don’t shut your urinal mouth. hold still. Don’t swallow. Like you’ve just learned.“
And I didn’t notice it but he had his phone in his hand and made pictures of me like this.
„Perfect. Great progress. You’re doing good urinal fag.“
He stopped pissing and just looked down at me. His creation. It smelled awful. I gagged and almost threw up. Tears were running down my face again.
Then he spat in my open piss mouth. Three times. I felt so low.
„keep looking at me and start swallowing when I say flush. FLUSH!“
I swallowed and was now filled up to the limit with old and fresh piss. My stomach was turning.
I felt so full. Masters piss was coming up my throat and I really fought hard to keep it down.
“You’re about to throw up me piss, aren’t you? Perfect! Then we’re ready now to train your gag reflex.”
I looked at him defeated, humiliated and full of piss.
“By the way: we got some really nice pictures out of this. Look.“
He showed me pictures of me, collared, caged, urinal fag written on my forehead, drenched in piss and with my mouth open and full of dark yellow piss in a kiddie pool.
“And, do you still think you’re not fag material? Because a normal person wouldn’t do this. Everyone I’d show these pics would agree. Don’t you think?”
I looked at him in disbelief. He tricked me.
“You’re doing good. You’ve passed to inspection, test fuck and the urinal initiation. We’re off to the next part of your transition: training your gag reflex and holes. It will be rough, but I assure you, quite effective.”
I really felt humiliated.
“You texted me right before this date that you wanted to feel like a real fag, so how is it?”
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