Quick Enslavement

Rod wondered how this had got to this level already. Only two days ago he had posted an ad on the Recon Masters/slaves site stating that he wanted to experience being a slave to a cruel Master and since previous posts had got him no where due to his age what happened next had been very quick. So when he went to check his post only two days after making it he saw he had some mail for him. The message read:-

“I have read your post with interest; I know you have been trying other posts presumably with little success. I believe you lack true integrity and do not have a true slave tendency although you may believe you have. Personally I believe you need to be taken in hand and trained by someone with my strong beliefs and I can promise you that I have taken on board all that you have said in this post and in some others and if you really mean what you say then I can promise you a very interesting time in my training for you to become the type of slave I seek to make you become. If you are up for some real slave training and want me to become your Master then respond to this email giving me your home address and phone number and I will contact you shortly after I get your response. If you are just a time waster then forget this email and do not respond asking for further details.”

Rod wondered who this was and what he was after. His title was Grim Master. His profile had very little detail to give any clues as to his looks physical statistics and wants. No photo or anything like that. Just a declaration that he was looking for a slave to take control of and own to be used.

Rod wondered what to do when he saw another message had come into his profile’s message centre. He opened it up and saw Grim Master was online and wanted him to answer. The message read:-

“I see you are trying to check me out. I didn’t give you permission to do that you little piece of shit so what is it to be?

Answer now or piss off!”

Rod was filled with dread and fear with a hint of anticipation. He replied on the message centre giving his address and phone number which indicated his desire to submit. He didn’t expect to hear anything very quickly he logged off the site as he saw the Grim Master had after opening his reply. He jumped out of his skin when the phone rang five minutes later. He heard a stranger’s deep voice at the other end.

“I will come round in one hour leave your front door unlocked strip off and kneel down face to the floor in your front room.”

With that the phone call ended. Rod was left surprised and excited at this sudden turn of events. Who would have thought this man lived so close. Then fear crept in at what might be involved he was losing control of the situation and his life. However he did as he was told as this was probably his last chance to experience what he had fantasised about all his life. He waited until close to the hour before stripping off and kneeling down. He felt a little stupid maybe this person was just going to rob him or worse. With that thought just crossing his mind he thought about getting up and locking the door when he heard it open and close and the key being turned to lock the door. The footsteps were heavy but the carpet muffled them a little. Without a word the stranger walked round him twice then once more behind him he heard the stranger undress and put his clothes onto a chair.

“Now with your head bowed eyes closed get up and stand with your legs astride and arms down the side of your body!”

The deep voice commanded. He obeyed and got up a little stiffly but as quickly as he could. He felt hands gently run over his body lifting his arms, prodding him parting his bum cheeks a finger probing his hole. He could feel the warmth of the man’s body as he deliberately stood close sometimes gently rubbing his body against Rod’s body. Then he eased round to Rod’s front and gently handled his balls and penis. His hands were warm then they caressed his chest and stomach. The man then lifted Rod’s head then with one hand his fingers squeezed together to open Rod’s mouth. The sides of his cheeks forcing his mouth open. After all the gentle caresses this was quite rough.

“Keep your mouth open!”

The man’s hand came away but Rod kept his mouth open. The man spat into Rod’s mouth. The noise and act was as surprising as it was disgusting to Rod. A complete stranger who he had not even seen yet had just spat into his mouth.

“Swallow my gift.”

Rod complied.

“Now get down on your knees back straight head up and then open your eyes!”

Rod did. The man was standing right in front of him so all Rod saw was the man’s penis and balls. The man’s skin was very dark ebony and had a sheen over it all. His balls were ample but his flaccid Penis was big.

“I will train you to service my manhood to my complete satisfaction you will worship it and the rest of my body with the attention it deserves. I will be your Master and my body will be your task. You will take what I give you be grateful. I will outline your tasks as we get round to doing them and what I expect from you as I think of them. You will be mine now on a weekend basis while I train you up and you will exercise during the week day evenings. Occasionally I will call round and supervise that training and make use of your mouth and boi hole. Punishment will be severe and immediate. Now you are going to kiss the shaft”

As he spoke of being pleasured his flaccid penis engorged and swelled up and before it was fully erect he was moving closer to slide it into Rod’s still open mouth. The warm bulbous head passed into Rod’s mouth then deeper into his throat. He started to gag with the lump of meat in his throat. He tried to swallow to counteract the reflex. Still the huge penis moved down his throat until it was all the way in. His lips now encircled the shaft of the Penis. It felt the penis was almost penetrating his stomach. He was unable to breathe with this huge member down his throat.

“Kiss the shaft”.

He brought his lips down and kissed where the shaft connected to the Man’s body. Then he felt the Penis pull out to the point where the shaft was all that was in his mouth. Rod breathed in and out as the head rested into his mouth.

“Now I am going to face fuck you then I will have to punish you for looking up my profile without my permission when you were to respond without further information.”

His hands grabbed Rod’s head and the deep throat ramming started pummelling his mouth and throat. Totally unused to this or any form of mouth sex with a man Rod struggled to breathe and not gag. The sounds of the face fucking, intimate smells of the man’s body odour and time became pointless as the sexual act was performed on him he became a mere receptacle of another man’s needs. The feeling of this living member in his mouth and throat Rod found intensely exciting and unlike anything he had experienced. The last thrust the man pulled out so he could blast his spunk into and down Rod’s throat. The force was powerful and it all hit the back of his throat and down his throat before he could taste the man’s spunk. When the explosions ended the head was still in his mouth and leaking some fluid.

“Lick me clean”

Rod licked bringing his tongue around the deflating penis savouring the taste and the sensation of the living member in his mouth. It had a gooey texture and it soon clawed to parts of his mouth. He swallowed to help clean this wonderful member. The Man pulled out and swung his flaccid penis to slap Rod’s face.

“Now for your punishment! In its proper form it is my favourite but today as an introduction I will modify it. I will give you 12 strokes of the tawse on each hand, you will support the hand to be punished with the other hand, if you move your hands away or shake them to ease the pain then I will say “UP” and if I say up two further strokes will be added to the total for that hand. If by the end of the punishment I have said “UP” more than four times in total then you will receive a further 6 strokes on each hand. Usually I would just repeat the punishment and it could go on all night but my arm gets tired so I end the punishment but I have lasted four hours and had the slave in tears. Very gratifying. First of all I want you to go and run cold water over your hands until I say stop.”

Rod did that and the cold water numbed his hands . He hadn’t expected to be punished like a little school kid but it sounded much more than an old school punishment. His hands throbbed with the cold before the Man ordered him to stop and come out for punishment. He came out and raised his hands as ordered and awaited his punishment. First the man slid the tawse under Rod’s nose and told him to inhale the smell. It was very intoxicating and made him feel very hot and randy. The man positioned the tawse on Rod’s hand then raised it over his shoulder. Then in a quick movement brought it down fast and hard. First there was the smack of leather hitting flesh then his hand went numb but quickly followed by the pain which seemed to just increase. Before any realisation of that set in the man hit him again. On that first hand alone the Man had to say “UP” three times. Rod concentrated hard to keep his hand in place after that. The final tally on that hand was 18 strokes.

“Next Hand”

Rod switched hands and before he could even take breathe the man was pounding that hand. The pain was intense and Rod had been ordered “Up” two more times. The man stopped at 16 strokes for that hand.

“Keep in position the extra hits will be given to that hand.”

They followed in quick and painful succession.

“Other Hand”

Rod complied and very quickly the extra hits were applied. Rod’s hands throbbed and ached.

“That has got me good and hard so now I am going to fuck you! You are going to be my slave on my terms and conditions and you will obey me.”

He laughed and he led me to my bedroom to be fucked hard.

It had all been a rapid introduction to being enslaved, one minute he was just day dreaming about the fact and the next he was in training to be a slave. The man who claimed to be his Master had left him exhausted in bad after a ferocious fucking with that big Penis saying that he would be back tomorrow night with a fitness regime and a dietary list of what he slave should follow so he lost weight. The exercise regime was predominantly to firm up his belly and tone up the rest of his body. Master had been as good as his word. The next night he had returned and taken away all the food not in slave’s dietary sheet and introduced him to a strict exercise routine. Of course he had been used as Master decreed he would on those visits to slave’s home and had been face fucked and fucked until both his throat and arse were raw. No more punishments had followed so far but he had been warned there would be a major punishment session the first time he went to Master’s for the weekend. Just so he would know what to expect if he transgressed. That first weekend visit was to start tonight. It was Friday and he was now making his way to his Master’s place for the first time. It was only four days after Master had entered slave’s life and taken it over. He was dressed as ordered. He had only a pair of trousers and a coat covered the clothes Master had left him to wear on his first visit. He was dressed in black fishnet tights, stockings, black bodice and a short dress over this underwear and he had to put make up on and wear a wig. He had to park his car down the road from Master’s and walk up the street to Master’s house. He didn’t look very feminine and it was very humiliating to dress this way because of that. He had to take his coat off and trousers and leave them in the car and wear the high heels Master had selected for him to wear in the walk to Master’s house. Slave was glad to see the road was quiet and dark. He left his car and slowly walked to Master’s house. He walked up the path and rang the doorbell. It was some time before Master opened the door. He was dressed all in black leather gear.

“Enter Slut! Stand in the hallway and I will inspect you for compliance. If you have let me down then you will be punished and then fucked. If you have done right then you will just be fucked.”

Slave entered and complied with the instructions. He heard the door close behind him and heard the door being locked and bolted. Master came up from behind and stood right next to him, Masters arms encircled slave and his hands ran up and down slave’s front. When they came to slave’s hardened penis he heard Master intake of breathe.

“Ah yes I didn’t leave that gift for you my mistake I will have to remedy that but because you are stiff I will have to punish you for that!”

He spun slave round and grabbed his slave’s head and kissed him probing slave’s mouth with his tongue and sucking the breathe away from slave’s chest. He stopped kissing slave his hands squeezed cheeks apart and spat into slave’s mouth.

“Swallow”

Slave complied it had become a regular occurrence now and slave wasn’t so repulsed by the act now. Slave had no idea just what he would swallow this weekend that made spittle trivial. Master had plans to move things on in many ways this weekend and slave would just have to obey. Master led slave into the front room and got slave to bend over the back of a chair and arms outstretched to grip the seat of the chair which stretched slave and made his arse tight. It showed the panties, stockings and garter off well. They looked quite good on this slave’s arse pity the rest of the body would never be much good in cross dressing. His shoulders and chest were too broad but his arse was still quite tight and pert. He pulled down the panties around the garter and left the rest in place. It left the skin of the bottom in a pretty picture and gave a target area for the punishment he planned to give the slave before he had crossed the threshold. It was all part of his introduction and of course part of Master’s power trip this weekend. Slave felt uncomfortable on the back of the chair and just had to wait for his punishment. He didn’t have to wait long after his bottom was bared. Master had a tawse on his person and positioned behind slave so he could swing the tawse and bring it down on slave’s backside. The first blow was sudden and sharp. There was the slap of leather on flesh and for slave there was the numbness followed quickly after by the pain rising soon after. Blow after blow fell. It took all slaves time to grip the chair and not cry out as the pain increased. His backside had never taken this type of beating before. Master wasn’t counting either he just laid into the slave and soon got the flesh reddened and still he continued, he stopped when his arm started to feel tired. No point in over doing it, he thought the weekend was just starting and it wouldn’t end until midnight Sunday. He smiled as he saw the slave wriggle under the punishment and thrilled in the slaps of the leather on flesh. He had no idea how it felt but the slave was in obvious pain and was trying hard not to cry out. Slave was in a world of pain it filled his mind and nothing else was possible to think about. Tears trickled out and ran down his face but he didn’t cry out. Suddenly he realised the blows had stopped when he felt his Master stand behind and was pushing his hard big penis into slave’s arse. His hole was being stretched open and that massive tool was ramming its way up his arsehole. A different sort of pain was now filling slave’s mind but it was one he was more familiar with and was learning to enjoy. During the fucking slave felt waves of a sensation he had never experienced before. He started to feel a rush of well being although slave didn’t feel he had the right words or ability to describe what was overcoming him. He was experiencing his first rush of endorphins that could envelope the body and make you feel great. It was all consuming and he totally spaced out on the feeling not noticing the powerful fucking his Master was giving him. He didn’t notice the explosion of sperm inside him or the release his hole felt when his Master pulled out of him. The first he realised his Master wanted his attention was when he was manipulating his big flaccid penis into slaves mouth.

“Clean me!”

Master just thought slave was totally exhausted from the beating and the fucking and needed a few seconds to recover. Slave sucked in the flaccid penis and slathered his tongue over and around the penis then moving it up and down. He felt the blood rushing back into this wonderful tool as his tongue administered to its cleaning. Master must be sexually hungry today as he was soon ignoring slaves cleaning role and had grabbed slave’s head and was pumping down slave’s throat with a thrusting action that enlarged the throat and rammed the penis right down the throat to feel slave’s lips against the base of the penis’s shaft. Master was delirious and totally getting his hunger for sex satiated by this old slave. Maybe there was life in this relationship and not just the weekend he had planned to use this desperate slave. The slave had believed it was to be the start of a long term relationship and He the Master wanted slave to believe this fact so he could get him to perform this weekend. Maybe it could continue and Master could get slave to perform more than once this act of power Master wanted to experience. Although he had just fucked this slave quite ferociously he was soon on the edge of climax once again and with a massive surge and contracting of his muscles he exploded into the slave’s throat. He at once felt totally contented for now. The night was still young and the weekend had two long days and nights to go.

“Get up! Follow me to my play room where you will stay this weekend and where you will be used to satisfy my needs.”

Slave straightened up, slightly stiffly as his rear end was tender. He followed the Master to the playroom. It was downstairs in a cellar, an unusual feature but the building was rather older in style and construction than the houses slave was used to. Slave’s mouth gaped open as he looked around the room. There was all sorts of devices some he could work out their function but some he had no idea but had a feeling at one time or other he would becoming familiar with them and they didn’t look pleasant. The walls had chains and hooks on them and one wall had numerous devices for punishment hanging on them ranging from whips to tawses. One other wall had a padded chair device but it you would have to be seated on the floor to use it slave thought. It was an area that looked like a wet room with tiles and drainage holes on the floor. He wondered what would happen there. In the middle of the room was a device like a bench. There was a cage as well which was on the same wall as the wet area and tiles were fitted under the cage and channels that would allow liquid to drain away from the cage.

“Strip off those tart’s rags! I need to give you two gifts for the weekend.”

Slave stripped off and was naked. Master came over and bent down. He pinched slave’s erect penis which made it shrink to a flaccid size, Master then fitted a chastity device to prevent slave getting an erection. Then he stood up and fitted a collar around slave’s neck.

“There that’s you sorted for this weekend’s entertainments. Now get over to the bench. I am now going to give you a punishment beating so you know what will happen to you if you displease me by refusing to do something I ask you to do. The rule of this weekend is simple. Any act you do this weekend without coercion you will be expected to do again without hesitation.”

Slave went over to the bench and bent over it. It left his back exposed for beating and his back side stretched taught for punishment and Master’s pleasure. Master fixed his hands to links at each side of the bench and his legs to the links at the end of the bench. Master then fitted a gag to slave so he had something to bite on during punishment and to shut him up.

“The punishment will be severe and there will be no limits. The only rule I have is that I will not mark you permanently or harm you to the point you will have scars. That would prevent me having further fun causing you pain over any short period of time like this weekend event. That would ruin my fun after all. It will give you pain that you will find extreme but that is the point of this punishment. It will act as a reminder to persuade you to behave this weekend and any further visits to my home. However I assure you this will not be the last time I punish you, I will always find a reason to punish you when I think you need it. First I am going to birch you on that lovely red arse you have. It has been nicely tenderized for it.”

Master walked over to the wall with the implements of pain on it and selected a birch. He came back and first of all place it against slaves arse and got the length of the swing right. Then rather rapidly and in quick succession delivered 12 strokes of the birch. Slave heard the first swish and felt the sting of the blow then the following hits became one joint up sound of swishes and explosions of pain. Master stopped and went over to the wall and replace the birch, he then selected a riding crop and brought that over to slave and once again positioned the crop and then quickly pounded slaves arse. Slave wriggled and writhed under the blows but knew there was no escape just endurance. Master finished off after 12 strokes of the crop. He returned it to the wall and selected a whip. It was a cat of nine leather whip. He positioned himself at slave’s side and got the feel of the whip against slave’s back. Gently it was laid out over his back then it was moved. He heard a swish then a burning pain across his back. Master applied a mix of forward strokes and back hand strokes as he applied the whip over slaves back. The skin went red and then weal’s started to rise up on the back. He had to stop to prevent any blood and ripping the skin open. Slave was in a mass of pain and was unable to do anything about it. He hadn’t expected such pain at any time and dreaded it ever happening again. He would have to be very willing to obey his Master this weekend and do what is asked of him to do whatever it is. The punishment session had taken no time at all and was over quite quickly, too quickly for Master’s opinion but the slave was new to it and he had promised no permanent marks. He felt though it was enough for his purposes this weekend. He promised himself if it happened again then he would take longer and use more implements and maybe even cause a few scars. Slave had noticed it had all happened without any talk and was very clinical in its application and left him thoroughly at the mercy of this man’s desires however dark they might be. Master unfastened slave and slave slumped onto the floor.

“Looks like you are finished for your first night as my slave. Tomorrow promises to be a busy day for you. However there is just one more experience for you tonight. I had planned it for a later time tomorrow but nature has taken its course. Crawl over to the wet area and position yourself against that padded section of the wall”.

Slave dragged himself over to the padded part and sat with his back to it.

“Now lean your head back and relax put your hands under your bum cheeks to stop the cheeks being so sore to sit on after that beating”.

Slave did so but the cool tiles had eased some of the pain but putting his hands to protect them made sense to. He had no idea what was happening. Master walked over to slave and let out a fart.

“Pardon me” Master smirked.

Now I was going to train you to rim me first but this is on the job training and we are going to do some enhance rimming”.

Master turned around and squatted over slave and wriggled his arse onto slave’s mouth so Master’s arse was directly over slave’s mouth.

“We have discussed rimming and what to do so I want you to start practicing what we have discussed, I will ease you onto the enhance part as nature takes its course.”

Slave was surprised at this rimming but had discussed a willingness to try this act. He opened his mouth against the pressure of Master’s body sitting on his face and probed for Master’s arse. Licking it carefully searching for the passage way to Master’s hole. When he had found the hole he then pressed his tongue against the hole. Slave thought this act was more disgusting than he had first imagined but he couldn’t face another beating if he refused to do this act. He managed to wriggle his tongue into Master’s arsehole and he probed deeper into Master’s arse. His tongue felt the smoothness of the sides of this passageway and it felt alright. He had no sense of smell as Master’s body was stopping slave from smelling the arsehole. That was when Master dropped the bombshell.

“Now what I saw in your stories intrigued me and made me want to try the things you said in the stories and that was why I got in touch with you and make you my slave. I had planned it to happen at the end of the weekend but now it is happening at the start of the weekend so that opens up so many possibilities for me”.

Slave at first wondered what he was talking about then his position and predicament hit home and he was shocked, frightened and disgusted by what this man was proposing to do to him. He had thought he would have had more input and chance to refuse doing this act. He had never intended to ever enact this or had he? Why did he put it in all his stories and then make the offer in the heading that if anyone out there measured up to his dream Master then they should get in touch with him on another Master/slave dating site where they could talk to him discretely at least at first. Here was about to experience the very act that had disgusted him and jointly attracted him all his adult life.

“Have you guessed what is about to happen my toilet slave?”

Slave continued to probe and explore his Master’s arsehole hoping he was wrong and it was all a sick joke of this man. Surely he didn’t really mean to do it without more discussion. His tongue probed then it stopped as it found something hard moving against his tongue. He froze then knew had to continue. The object moved on relentlessly towards slave’s opened mouth his tongue couldn’t probe the hole as the log opened up the passageway and filled it as it pushed his tongue back and into slave’s mouth where he kept it over his front teeth and it slid pushed over his tongue. Most of his taste was gone because his nose was separated from this foul object. Master’s body took over as his sphincter muscles took over and pushed it out of Master’s body and forced it down slave’s throat.

Slave wondered at the size of this log and just how big was it going to be. Master relished this feeling of power and the enjoyed the very act as he elected his shit into slave’s open and willing mouth. It was a long one his preparation had paid off for his first time experience of performing IBS with this slave. God the power he felt right now was quite extreme. Slave was thinking more of the humiliation and degradation he was experience and wasn’t that just what he had asked for in his profile. The log slid down the slave’s throat as slave perform deep throat performance to swallow the brown log down. Master got off him and turned around to look at his human toilet.

“That was excellent. Keep it down now and I will see you in the morning. I will lock the door of this room and you can have the chance to roam about the room and digest all the food I am going to give you this weekend. Here have a drink!”

He grabbed his flaccid penis and directed that jet at slave’s mouth and pissed into it and over his face and body.

“Better swallow that down as that is all you are getting to drink tonight.

With that he walked out the room and locked the door. The weekend had just started. Slave was totally exhausted and disgusted with what had happened and wondered what else Master had planned for him.

Saturday Morning

The night had been hard but slave eventually digested the results from his first ever IBS session. He slumped over and fell asleep in the cage that Master had left open for him and obviously intended him to get into it. Slave had eventually fallen asleep although his body ached from some of the attention that had been played on it. Deep sleep eventually came over slave and his first morning of being a slave started abruptly with water being sprayed all over him. When he came too and realised where he was he started to get up forgetting what he was in and banged his head on the top of the cage. Master laughed out loud and put his penis away into his trousers. Slave crawled out of the cage realising he had just been pissed on as a way to wake him up.

“Get over to the bench and bend over it.”

Slave obeyed and put his arms down the sides. Master followed on behind and played with something behind his back. Master was dressed in his leathers as a sign that he appreciated slave’s efforts to please him. He didn’t need to tie slave down and positioned himself behind slave on the bench.

“As a way to wake you up and start the day right I am now going to cane you. Pain is a good way to waken up lazy slaves”.

With that the cane was brought down on slave’s arse with a swish and then a burning pain erupted over slave’s body. Master swiftly struck again and again. Slave lost count as he wasn’t used to counting with the increasing pain as his mind filled up and all he could think of was the pain. Master just enjoyed striking slave and the sound of the cane hitting flesh and the journey through the air prior to striking was very entertaining. He stopped short of big marks and contented himself with the way the flesh reddened up. He hadn’t counted either but short when the slave’s arse was quite red all over the meaty part of the cheeks. It was quite an enticing sight. So he replaced the cane to the wall and unfastened his trousers and placed himself behind slave’s arse with his big prick’s head at the mouth of the hole. He pushed it in and rammed it up slave’s arse. Slave let out a gasp as the massive prick filled his back passage. Master fucked slave with long slow strokes ramming it up to the hilt each stroke and pulling out to just keeping the head in the hole. He took his time and fucked slow and hard enjoying each thrust as the walls of slave’s hole rubbed his penis. The sensation brought him to a climax and he exploded into slaves arse. Slave enjoyed the feeling of being fucked and being the implement of his Master’s pleasure and thrilled when he felt the cum being shot into his body. When it stopped, he felt deflated but satisfied that his body had fulfilled its role once again. Master pulled out and walked round to slave’s mouth and prompted slave to open his mouth and to clean his Master’s penis. Slave sucked it in and licked the deflated penis clean enjoying the thrill of the humiliation of the act. Master enjoyed the sensation and let slave slurp the cum that still dripped out.

“Get up and go over to the wall with the chains. Face the wall.”

Slave obeyed and felt Master come up behind him and raised his left arm and chained it to the wall. He repeated this for his right arm and both his legs. It left him looking like a human “X”. It had been quite an introduction to being a slave.

“Now I am going to introduce you to my whips. First a few stokes of my favourite bull whip then my Arabian whip and to finish off with the Cat of nine tails again. I will mark you with the bull whip and Arabian that can’t be helped but you will bare it and I will enjoy seeing the virgin back being marked for life as someone who has been whipped.”

Slave had to just listen and the sounds were intimidating and fear inspiring. Master came up behind him and rubbed his leather clad body against slave. Slave felt the leather clothes rub his bare body and inhaled the leather aroma being given off. Master fitted a gag on slave’s mouth to keep him quiet and give him something to bite on when the whip struck. He was going to need it. Master moved away and collected the bull whip. He played with it swishing it about making all the right fear inspiring sounds and directed it so that the tip of the whip would strike the slave’s back. Then swung his arm bringing the bull whip into action. It swished and cracked in the air and the tip lashed against the slave’s back opening up a slash across the slave’s back. Slave arched with the impact and the pain. It was intense and much more than he had experienced before. He repeated this five more times making some nice future scars with the bull whip. He chuckled at this and enjoyed being able to whip this slave for no other reason than his own pleasure. He replaced the bull whip and collected the Arabian whip and again played it about to scare the slave with the sounds. Then brought it against slave’s back six times once again. Slave was in pain and wriggled about and some blood came out of the welts. When he used the cat he directed it against the slave’s reddened backside instead of the bloodied back. He was well pleased with the marked back and his slave’s performance during the whipping showing potential in any future sessions. He brought the hose out and washed the slave down letting the water find its way to the drainage channels that Master had built into the floor of his playroom. The water cleaned up the slave and helped stave off the bleeding back. With that Master walked out of the room and let the slave recover for the afternoon session. The morning had been short but satisfying and time needed to be given to let the new slave adapt to the role he now found himself. Slave’s body shivered under the pain and the cold and he tried to keep standing and not slump down. This was going to be a hard weekend.

Saturday Afternoon

Master had enjoyed the morning and had enjoyed his lunch and the few beers. The rest of the morning he had watched some films to keep his weekend of sex going. He went down and saw the back had stopped bleeding and slave seemed ready for the afternoon. Too bad even if he wasn’t ready Master was. He unchained him and fastened a leash on the collar. Left the gag on and lead the slave upstairs. He went to the room with the chairs of fun. He sat down on one to watch some more explicit films and had slave work on his feet and toes licking them all over and between his toes just generally worshiping his body. Master needed time to recover his libido after all. He stopped the slave and had him lie under the rimming chair. Master sat down and positioned his arse and got ready to enjoy a prolonged rimming session. Slave was allowed to get a drink of water and position himself to be able to rim his Master’s wonderful arse hole. He licked the entrance of the hole and gradually worked his tongue into the hole and probe upwards and moved his tongue up and down. Master let him do this for some time. Slave enjoyed how prolonged this humiliating act took. Master got up abruptly and pulled slave’s tongue out of his arse hole and enjoyed the sound that made. He went and laid down on the settee and got slave over to work on his armpits. This period of body worship was prolonged and enjoyable to Master and got slave into the way of things for future sessions. Three hours had passed and Master was ready for some sex again. He shoved slave’s head down towards his enlarging and stiffening penis. Slave saw what was to happen and opened his mouth and sucked it in and felt his head being shoved down even more. Master intended slave to suck him. Slave got the gist of the act and sucked it in the sides of his mouth rubbing the sides of the penis. He felt the pulsating warmth of this living member as it went in and out as slave worked his mouth up and down the shaft licking and playing with the sides and when near the head licking the head with his tongue and the hole at the tip of the penis although mainly it was deeply stored down his throat. Master was enjoying this and slave was showing true potential at this. Some instruction on what not to do and a bit more suction and it would be perfect. He felt his climax coming just as slave realised what was to happen as he felt the penis twitch and pulse and get ready to explode. Master grabbed his head and held down at the moment of climax and fired out in pulsating eruptions into slave’s throat. When he was finished he pulled out just enough to leave the head of his prick in the slave’s mouth and get him the clean out the last of the cum and clean his Master’s penis. Slave felt fulfilled with all this body worship and being able to get this wonderfully large prick to explode inside his mouth. His body was doing well. Slave ignored the fact that he was being starved once again and tried not to think about that fact but he had noticed that was what Master was doing again. Master led him down to the room and placed him back into the cage. Time for some food and drink and recovery time for some evening sex and pain.

Saturday Evening

Slave lay down in the cage and tried to rest up as he realised this evening he was going to be used hard this evening. Master entered the playroom, he was completely naked and getting ready for sex by his engorging penis. He fitted a leash and led slave upstairs to the bed room.

“Lie down on the bed on your side.”

Slave obeyed and waited to serve. Master lay down and spooned slave with one of his hands gently caressing slave’s body.

“I want to be honest with you about this weekend as what I want from you has changed."

He felt slave’s body tense up with that comment.

“I was only going to use you this weekend so I could experience what it felt like to get a slave to perform IBS. You have performed well and now I want to make you my slave and us you in the ways that you claim to want to be used. I want to use your body to satisfy all my sexual needs and I want to train you up to take much more pain and a few other things down in my playroom. I also want to use you to perform IBS when I want to make use of you in that way. What happens this weekend will still happen no matter how you feel but I now plan to make use of you in a long term relationship. I will train you to please me and I will use you along the way. Week days and nights you will stay at your place and I will visit you to use you for sex and pain. Weekends you will come to my place for more intense training to use my gadgets in my playroom, there will be more sex, pain and yes IBS for as long as I find it appealing on a regular basis and then as a way to remind you who is boss and keep you in your place. On that note I was planning to wait until Sunday night but my body is letting me down so I will be using you tonight. It might not be a cured as you might like but I am willing to take the risk that it is not quite ready. What you think and want is irrelevant this weekend. On Sunday I will give you leave to go and I will give you a key to unlock your chastity device, you will leave and go home to consider what I have said. If you want it to end then return the chastity device and key to me the following weekend, if however you want to continue and are happy with me to train you how I want to train you then return the key that weekend.”

With that he spun slave round onto his back and kissed slave ferociously probing slave’s mouth with his tongue and sucking the air out of slave’s lungs. He then stopped held slave’s mouth open and spat into it. Then he forced slave’s head down towards his penis and slave knew what was required and moved to position himself better to perform fellatio on his Master’s penis. He sucked in the warm pulsating throbbing manhood. It felt like a living thing on its own. He licked the head and tasted the precum oozing out and swallowed it delighting in its flavour. He moved his head up and down slowly taking the penis deeper with each stroke of the head eventually deep throating the huge prick and kissing the shaft at the downward end of his stroke. His tongue ran the length of the shaft rubbing the foreskin and trying to move round it as well. Sucking in, so his cheeks also gave sensation to the foreskin of his Master’s prick. Master eased back and enjoyed the way his slave sucked his penis and revelled in the pleasing effect. He felt himself climaxing and so he guided slave’s head to stop at the point of climax so his cum was exploded into slave’s mouth and down his throat. The force of the blast catching at the back of slave’s throat making him gag a little. He then had slave lick it clean swallowing down the cum. He had wanted to fuck the slave next but his body was dictating the next action. He got up out of the bed and with the leash made slave follow on. He led him down to the playroom where he took the leash off.

“Get over to the padded part of the wall. You know the position and what I want you to do!”

Slave looked downcast and wanted to avoid this but complied as he knew that a painful punishment would happen if he didn’t comply. He positioned himself and opened his mouth. Master walked over turned around and squatted over slave’s mouth and eased himself down so his arse hole lined up with the slave’s mouth. He couldn’t believe this slave was so compliant and enjoyed the feeling of power this gave him. He knew that this was going to be more unpleasant as he knew he wasn’t properly ready to perform his part of the act. But knowing that and still doing it made him feel wicked and powerful. He enjoyed the furtive probing of slave’s tongue on his hole and how reluctant it was to enter his arse hole. When it did he squatted firmer down trapping the slave in place. Slave probed into Master’s arse and feeling the smooth sides and probed deeper. He had hardly done any licks when his tongue felt a mass being pushed downwards. It was much softer than before so he knew this time it was going to be much more unpleasant. It meant it would be messier and that meant being made to lick Master’s arse clean after the deed was done. He did not relish doing that but it was meant to be all part of the service. Master’s sphincter muscles took over and slave just had to swallow as the fecund material dropped into his mouth and slide down his throat. He swallowed repeatedly and Master kept producing more shit. Eventually he stopped which was good as slave was feeling very full and didn’t think he had room for any more. Sure enough Master eased off him and lifted himself up just enough to let slave clean his arse. The smell hit slave’s nostrils now and he almost gagged with the stench.

“Clean me”

Slave licked the passage way and the hole base as best he could  the soft shit clung to his tongue and made the job impossible to do properly.When Master got up from him. He turned round and hosed slave down with the powerful jet of piss.

“You can clean up over in the shower room and clean that mouth out with fresh water.”

Master turned and left slave alone to clean up and digest his repugnant meal once again. He felt he might have pushed slave too far with that last session. Slave had a lot to think about after what this Man who claimed he wanted him as his slave. That and what he planned to do if slave agreed to be his slave. Slave had a lot to think about, the unpleasant tasks which if he admitted to it repelled and fascinated him and the pain sessions but there was the wonderful times when he serviced that wonderful body with its huge living penis which so filled him when it penetrated his body and filled him in warmth and cum.

Sunday

Slave was waiting in his cage for Master to enter the playroom. He was cleaned and ready to serve today and any other day Master wanted him. Master entered the room and watched slave crawl out of the cage. He was being very unslave like in his own way.

“Master. May I speak?”

“You have already started.”

Was the reply.

“I do not need to wait until next weekend to make my decision I made it last night.”

Master inwardly flinched. He had blown it.

“Master I will serve you how and when you want me today and any other day you want to use me as your slave for whatever purpose you desire, to train me how you see fit and to be your slave for however long you want me.”

Master was filled with relief and then with power.

“You may regret that statement. I plan to train you as I proposed and then once training was completed I intended to make you a 24/7 slave. Now was not one rule for this weekend that you did not speak first unless asked by myself and that breaking that rule was punishable by a severe beating?”

“y-y-yes Mmmmaster sorry I forgot”.

“Well since you have given yourself to me for today and the rest of the time I want you, I am going to have to punish you. Get over to the tap and put your hands in the cold water until I tell you to stop. NOW Slave!

Slave obeyed. He had set himself up for a punishment beating by mistake. Master came over and from behind fitted a gag in slave’s mouth.

“Since this is your first punishment beating for real then I will limit my strokes of each implement to 25. I will start with the heavy duty tawse on your hands then I will whip you with my Bullwhip and Arab whip on your back. The Cat will be used on your arse then you will be bent over the bench and I will cane you and Birch you. I will not speak or ask you if I should stop. I will direct you to the different places of punishment by force of hand and I will not speak. I will fuck you after it is finished. Since anticipation is effective. I can tell you there will be a very unpleasant IBS session after all that, as my body has more to give you.

Slave just reeled inwardly at what was to happen. Master positioned himself with the tawse and slave knew what was expected of him and raised his hands. Master aimed the tawse then let rip with the blows. The pain in his hand increased, slave wanted to cry. The blows came fast and furious. Master was enjoying himself immensely. The look of fear and pain on slave’s face was rewarding. He stopped at 50 then indicated the other hand and repeated the process. Slave wanted it to stop but kept his hands ready for more. Master then manhandled slave over to wall for his whipping. Master had to be careful not to overdo this but make slave feel that he had been whipped. Master didn’t want to mark slave’s back that much, it was still early days in this relationship. He struck slave with the Bullwhip then the Arab.  Then like before he used the Cat on slave’s fleshy arse. Slave was in such a world of pain he was almost passing out. The gag stopped him screaming. Master than manhandled him over to the bench and fixed him to it. Then the Caning and Birching began. Slave was almost delirious with pain now and was almost immune to the blows but the pin continued to come and it increased. Tears were coming from slave’s eyes now.  Master then found he had a rock hard prick and was in need of release. His arms ached from the exercise. He guided himself into position to slave’s boi hole and rammed it firmly into and deeply into the pleasure hole. Slave arched with the pain of this pleasure act and slumped down to let it all happen. Master rode hard and fast taking deep long powerful thrusts. Intensely satisfying for Master and very uncomfortable for slave. He came quite quickly and blasted of inside slave. Master slumped over slave’s back and rested for a minute or two just lying on top of slave. Slave lay there hoping the endorphin's would kick in soon and ease him of the pain. Master had been surprised after last night that his body was ready for another dump this morning but he had been constipated for four days prior to this weekend in a build up for his first IBS session. This punishment allowed him some scope for true power over this slave now. He unfastened the slave and manhandled him into position on the padded IBS spot. Slave bent his head back and slowly opened his mouth. Master turned and squatted over him wriggling his arse hole into position with slave’s mouth. Slave forced his tongue to move and probe into Master’s hole. It wasn’t long in getting the required response but this time it was very different. What was coming out was soft and mushy no body to it at all. Surely he didn’t have to put up with this. He couldn’t move or fight it and Master was obviously intent on doing this. His sphincter muscles twitched and forced it out into slave’s mouth it felt like the consistency of porridge. He laughed out loud and gloated at what this slave had let itself in for after the punishment beating it couldn’t resist. Under the rules of its slavedom meant doing this once like this meant it had to do it like this whenever Master wished. Slave felt this vile porridge slide into and down his throat and when Master stopped spasming it out he lifted himself up slightly.

“Clean me!”

Slave did so glad it was over for now. Master got up feeling very powerful and superior and extremely dominant now the slave was thoroughly broken in to do his bidding. Now the training could begin in earnest next weekend but this week he could have some fun as well.

“You can go home now as that is enough for today. But tomorrow night expect me for 8pm for some sex and pain.”

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