This story is fiction, a figment of my warped imagination. Should the
characters in this story even remotely bare similarities to any real person,
living or dead, it was purely accidental and any such similarities are strictly
coincidences.
This story deals with mature subject matter and involves intimate gay sex. If
it is illegal for you to read such material, due to your age or location, then
please don't. If you are offended by acts of homosexuality between consenting
and nonconsenting adults, then Do Not Read this story.
The author does not necessarily condon or subscribe to the behaviour discussed
in this story. It was written strictly as a form of entertainment and acts
described should not be attempted by anyone that does not know what the hell
they are doing.
Story codes: M/M/Anal/Best/Oral/Bond/NC/Spank/Hum/WS
This story (c) by Rob 2001, all rights reserved.
Comments to: robolder@excite.com or elder@fetchmail.com
Road to Slavery, Road to Life
By Rob
Chapter 16b
Part B
The Next Day
I was lying on my side and awoke to the feeling of a hand playing with my dick
and a warm body pressed up against my back. I snuggled in and sensed a new
feeling, a hot, hard dick pressed up against the crack in my ass, gently moving
back and forth.
It didn't take long to realize where I was and what was happening. I just lay
there for a while enjoying this wonderful feeling of waking up to a warm body in
my bed.
The silk sheet that had been covering us began to slide down. I started to move
to see what was going on, but Willie's strong arm held me back and he whispered
in my ear, "Keep still and enjoy".
The sheet slid right down to the end of the bed and a slight momentary chill
swept over me as the sheet was removed. However my body quickly adjusted to the
warmth of the room.
A strong hand lifted my foot slightly and a hot tongue began to massage the
bottom of my foot. My cock reacted immediately by giving a jerk and filling to
the maximum. It became so hard it felt like it would burst and was most
uncomfortable for a few seconds. But the erotic pleasure of having a hard cock
rubbing against my ass crack, a hand playing with my dick and balls and a hot
tongue licking my foot overcame any sensations of pain that I might have felt.
I was filled with the most intense pleasure.
I was moaning, almost on the verge of a scream, from over excited nerve ends,
sending unending rounds of pleasure to my fevered brain.
I had my eyes closed luxuriating in all of this when I felt the head of a hard
cock press against my lips. Without thinking my lips parted and my tongue
darted out to start licking on this unexpected treat. I licked around the big
glans for a bit and then opened wide and took that head into my eager mouth.
Willie, not content with just rubbing his dick up and down my ass crack and
wanking my now throbbing joystick, began to bite playfully on my neck and
shoulders.
The hot tongue on my foot had found it's way up to my toes and was licking and
sucking each one individually. After each toe had had a good licking and
sucking that warm tongue began working it's way up the leg.
Then another exquisite surprise, another strong hand latched onto the other
foot, lifted it slightly and began to lick.
I was just about out of my mind with pleasure when the first tongue reached my
scrotum. Willie kept wanking my dick as a warm mouth encased first one of my
nuts and then the other.
After finishing on my balls that tongue made it's way to that sensitive area
behind the scrotum but in front of the annus. It licked and tickled that area
driving me even higher. I was screaming in pleasure but all that came out was
muffled sounds. The cock that was buried deep in my throat was the fortunate
recipient of the vibrations from my pleasure screams.
Willie's hand suddenly came off my cock and was replaced by a hot mouth. While
the tongue licked my glans, Willie's hand moved slowly up to my chest and found
my sensitive nipples which must have been sticking out a mile by now.
The cock in my mouth was throbbing and felt like it was going to blow at any
moment. My own dick was throbbing and pulsing as it slid in and out of the
throat of.........ah....well a..? Shit I didn't even know whose cock was down
my own throat.
But I was working on that cock, giving it all the pleasure my limited experience
could muster. And it responded by suddenly filling my mouth with a load of
sweetly acidic man juice.
My own dick not wanting to be out done began to fill the mouth
of..........ah....? Hell I didn't know who was sucking my cock either. But
that wasn't going to stop me from unloading my hot cream down his throat.
In the midst of all of this, Willie began to unload his own nuts up against my
back. The hot loads of cream provided a lubrication that changed the whole
feel of that dick and sent new sensations through me. I think I tried to
scream out my pleasure again but had to cut it back real quick as I started to
choke on, whomever's, man juice, that was pumping in unending streams down my
throat.
The dick sucker continued to suck my dick dry as I did to whomever's cock was
down my throat. Willie just kept humping my wet, slimy back, while someone else
was still sucking on my toes.
Finally the cock pulled out of my mouth and pulled away. I opened my eyes to
see a beautiful young man I had never seen before. His body was also bereft of
any hair except the head and it was a golden yellow.
His chest was broad and his pecs well developed. This boy was no stranger to a
gym that was for sure. His dick that was slowly deflating was hanging there at
about 7in and was uncut. I looked up at his face and he gave me a big smile.
The mouth pulled away from my cock but I was so mesmerized by this big beautiful
hunk standing in front of me that I didn't even notice.
Willie said, "Roll onto your stomach Rob".
Finding it difficult to take my eyes of the young man I did as Willie commanded,
but kept the lad in focus, but only for a second. As soon as I was on my
stomach he leaned over and joined Willie licking the cum from my back.
"Wackkkkk". I suddenly jumped cursing from a slap to the ass. Willie broke out
into gales of laughter.
"What's wrong Rob, didn't you know you can not have pleasure without pain", and
he howled in laughter again.
Unable to control myself I began laughing as well. When I finally got it under
control I grabbed Willie and pulled him close, planting my lips squarely on his.
He returned the kiss, our tongues probing, tasting the bittersweet taste of cum
which lingered in both our mouths.
When we pulled apart I said, "Good morning Willie, and thanks".
He just smiled and returned the greeting, "Good morning to you as well Rob my
love".
"I guess you have not met Erin, the big dick you just finished sucking." He
said with a smirk.
"Rob meet Erin, Erin meet Rob," he said with a big smile.
We shook hands and said the usual glad to meet you's.
"You certainly must remember John from last night. Me thinks John has a thing
for your cock."
My face went a little red, but John just gave a big smile.
"Last but not least, the toe sucker," he gave a giggle as he said this, "the toe
sucker is none other than our wonderful cook, David. So Rob meet David, David
meet Rob."
David squiggled up and shook my hand as Willie went on.
"Ok first things first, let's go empty our bladders then have breakfast before
we go get cleaned up. How's that sound."
"Fine with me", I answered.
John, Erin and David quickly left the room while , Willie and I headed for the
bathroom. We emptied our bladders, gave our faces a splash of cold water and
then headed back to the bedroom.
We headed for the alcove where the sofa, chairs and coffee table were located.
All three boys had returned carrying large trays. With practiced expertise, the
boys set about serving breakfast. A plate with a large silver dome was placed
in front of me. A set of utensils, wrapped in a scarlet table nappy was placed
beside the plate. David removed the dome revealing a huge mound of scrambled
eggs, a generous helping of home fries, a thick slice of ham, rashers of bacon
and four sausages.
A mug was placed beside my plate as I unwrapped the utensils from the nappy. A
big pot of coffee was placed on the table along with all the condiments and a
huge plate of toast.
It would seem that everyone at this table was equal this morning. Everyone had
the same service. Once the boys had set everything out they pulled up the
chairs and set about devouring this huge, delicious breakfast.
We all ate in silence for a while but Willie began a discussion about baseball
and for the next hour we ate, drank coffee and well.....were just five normal,
but naked, guys enjoying breakfast and each other's company.
When breakfast was finished Willie got up.
He turned to John and said, "John we will have a full clean up this morning".
"Yes sir", John said in response returning to the slave role. He and Erin got
up and headed for the bathroom.
"Now Rob get ready for a shower and shave like you have never had before.", he
said with a smile on his face.
He got up from the sofa, waited a moment for me to rise and then ushered me
towards the bathroom with his outstretched hand. David I noticed as I turned
was busy cleaning up the breakfast remains.
Now what? I thought to myself as I headed towards the bathroom. What does this
little rouge have up his sleeve this time. Well so far his schemes have all
resulted in intense pleasure so who the hell am I to argue.
When I entered I could see the lid had been removed from the whirlpool and two
large leather covered tables had been set up. Each had a set of stirrups
sticking up on each side.
Willie headed right to one of the tables and indicated that I should take the
other.
"Shave first Rob, then the luxury", he said with a giggle.
He lay back on his table and I did the same. A moment later John was by his
side and Erin by mine. He had what looked like a big pail that he place on a
small tray beside the table. From it he pulled a hot towel which he wrapped
around my face, leaving a small hole for my nostrils.
The towel was hot, but not unpleasant. I felt the radiant heat sinking deeper
into the pours of my face. It felt wonderful.
After what seemed an hour but in reality couldn't have been more that 5 or 10
min., Erin removed the towel and brought a shaving mug with brush into sight.
After filling the brush he proceeded to soap down my face. Like a barber he
shaved me expertly with a straight razor.
Once my face was done, he proceeded to soap up my chest, then shaved it. After
shaving my abs he had me place my feet in the stirrups, he made some adjustments
and my legs were spread wide open giving him full access to my most private
parts. As usual I could feel the blood pump into the small veins on my face,
the embarrassment showing again.
Next my legs were denuded then my arms. Finally he had me turn over and
shaved my ass cheeks, the crack and all around my hot little pussy.
When he was finished he gave me a rub down with an oil that had the most
intoxicating smell. I had never smelt anything like it before in my life.
After the shaving it was into the whirlpool. Willie and I sat together and
talked about computers and programs.
As we talked I watched the boys wash down the tables they had used to shave us.
Then they covered the tables with what looked like flannel sheets. A metal rod
was attached on the side of the each table, close to one of the stirrups. They
reminded my of the IV holders used in hospital.
John went to a cupboard and took out what looked like water bottles made of red
rubber. Erin went to another cupboard and removed an assortment of clear
plastic hoses. The hoses were draped over the rods on the tables and the water
bottles were taken to the sink.
John poured something from a white bottle into each of the water bottles and
then the bottles were filled with water. The sides of the bottles bulged as
they filled. Once filled and stoppered they were brought over to the table and
clipped to the rods.
The hoses were then attached to the bottles. It was a kind of eerie sight, two
beds draped in white flannel, with a red IV hanging along the side and stirrups.
It actually looked kind of funny and I gave a little laugh inside.
"All's ready sir", John called to Willie.
"Great", he responded. "Let's go Rob."
We got out of the whirlpool and John and Erin where there to wrap and dry us in
big fluffy towels.
Once dry we headed back to the tables. Willie jumped up onto his and placed his
feet in the stirrups right away. Not one to be left behind in the crowd, I
followed suit.
The position of the stirrups had been changed and I found my feet and legs away
up in the air and spread wide. It was a kind of embarrassing situation. After
all I had only just met Erin, so what if I had sucked his cock. We were still
strangers and here I was exposing my most intimate parts to him again.
Erin took my left arm raised it over my head and fastened my wrist to a leather
cuff at the top of the table. He then did the same with the right arm.
Oh oh, I thought what is going on that they have to bind me to this fucking
table.
Then Erin bound each of my ankles to the stirrup.
"Ever had an enema before, sir", he asked.
What the fuck, an enema. I didn't want no fucking enema. What the hell was I
going to do. Willie was laying there just waiting for it. Shit I guess I
really don't have much fucking choice. Wish he had of mentioned this earlier.
"Ah.....no I haven't Erin", I said haltingly.
"Your a little uptight about it Sir, no need to be. It will just feel like you
are filling up. It is not unpleasant at all.", he reassured me.
"Ah..ok", I said and just waited apprehensively for it to begin.
Erin began by massaging around my boypussy he had lubricated his fingers
beforehand. The finger rub felt great and I could feel my dick begin to rise.
Then he suddenly sunk a finger deep into my chute. That initial intrusion is
always a bit uncomfortable and the tendency is to want to shit it out. I
withheld that impulse and just enjoyed the feeling of that finger working around
inside my chute.
A sudden feeling of loss enveloped me when the finger was withdrawn. But that
feeling of loss was short lived. As it was replaced by what? A tube of plastic
or rubber I think, from my position I could not see, only feel. Feel it I did
as it slid in and in and in. It seemed like it had gone in far enough to come
out my mouth.
"Ok, Sir", Erin said. "The probe is in and I am about to turn on the flow. The
water is quite warm and you will find it a very pleasant experience. As it
flows in you may also get the urge to shit it out. Don't. You must hold it
until I give you the word or we will have one hell of a mess. Ok?"
"Yes", I said, "understood. I will hold it".
Erin opened the tape and a warm sensation began to fill my bowels. At first it
was so relaxing. I felt at peace with the world and just enjoyed. I felt the
flow begin to lessen and looked up. The water bottle had deflated and looked
empty.
Erin was right there and disconnected the bottle and took it down. He then hung
up a new one that was bulging. A few quick movements and I could feel the flow
begin again.
"Ahhhhgggh", I cried out in pain as a sudden cramp shot through my intestines.
"It's ok Sir", Erin said soothingly. "That's natural. You will be getting
more cramps but hold on. The cramps won't hurt you, just a bit uncomfortable."
"Oh shit", I said, "that was a hell of a lot more than just uncomfortable. It
felt like my insides were tearing apart. And I could see that my stomach had
begun to rise.
"I think you got more in me than I can take.", I warned Erin.
"Believe me, Sir", Erin again soothed. "Your insides are not tearing apart.
You still have another bottle to go before you will be filled."
"Holy fuck", I whined, "I can't take another bottle, I'll fucking burst."
"Stop whining like a baby", Willie called from his own bed. "The waters going
to clean you out real good. You will get to like it after a while. After all
you are going to get one every morning from now on."
Well that shut up my whining. Every morning! They were going to do this to me
every morning. Well this was one thing I was not going to get used to, I
thought as another cramp shot through my guts. The cramps were coming much
closer together now and the second bottle was still flowing. Erin said I had to
take another bottle. Well I was going to be in a lot of pain in a very few
minutes, I was sure of that.
By the time the third bottle had emptied it's contents into my aching guts I was
fairly certain I was going to die. The cramps kept coming, invading every part
of my soul as they slammed through my guts.
At one point the pain was so bad I tried to expel the invader, but found that
my sphincter was not working. Try as I might I could not get the sphincter to
open. The probe which was used to infuse my system also sealed it.
Tears of pain were coursing down my cheeks as I begged Erin to remove the probe.
But in that pleasant, soothing voice he told me to hold on.
How long had it been since the flow stopped? An hour? Two hours? A day, a
week? It seemed like forever. All I could think about was expelling this
horror from my guts.
"Ok, Sir", Erin said, "time to empty your bowels. I will place a special
receptacle up against your back end. Then I will pull the probe. You must hold
that water in for about 10 seconds while I get the receptacle in place. Can you
manage that?"
"Yes", I gasped. "Just do it quickly, Erin. Please just do it quickly."
I felt part of the table pull away from under my ass cheeks. Then something
made of metal and cold touched me.
"Ok, Sir, I am pulling the probe so hold your sphincter closed after the probe
is removed." Erin ordered.
I felt the probe slide out. The need to release the flood was great. I wasn't
sure how long I could hold it while Erin positioned the receptacle. To my
horror Erin began to walk away from the table still holding the receptacle which
he had been holding under my ass.
"What are you doing Erin," I screamed. "Get that thing under my ass, I can't
hold this shit, I can't".
"Just hold on for a moment, Sir.", Erin said. "I'll be right back."
The son-of-a-bitch then left the room. I went into complete panic mode. My
guts were filled with god only knows how many gallons of hot water. The probe
that was holding it in has been removed. Cramps were coursing through my guts
in protest to this liquid intruder. I had my sphincter clamped tightly closed
but it is weakening from the onslaught within and threatening to let go and blow
this foul concoction all over this fucking bathroom.
"Calm down Rob", Willie's soft voice intruded on my panic. "Just relax and
concentrate on holding the sphincter closed. You can do it. Block out the
cramps, think of that little muscle clamping around a hard cock as it screws the
shit out of your ass."
"Very funny", I replied. "Well if I let go it will be the fault of you and
junior wise guy. You can both have fun cleaning up the mess."
"Well now that ain't the way it works Rob," he said sounding a little more
authoritative. "If you make the mess you will have to clean it up. There is
something else you will have to take into consideration. If you let go, Erin
will know and when dad asks him about today he will tell him everything. You
can be sure that if you blow that enema all over, dad is going to know." he
paused for effect.
"Now I won't punish you, other than to make you clean it up, but if dad finds
out, he WILL punish you. He will punish you regardless of any punishment I might
have given and I can assure you it won't be pleasant. Remember you are dad's
slave not mine. So I think it might be better if you hold on tight just a little
longer."
That was all I needed to hear. Now ontop of the worry of trying to hold this in
I had to worry about what hellish thing would happen to me if I didn't.
Tears were falling down my cheeks from the severe cramping and now I had begun
to shake from the severe terror I was feeling. What had started out as a
pleasant shave and bath had turned into a horror story.
Just when I felt I could not hold that mess inside my body one more second, Erin
returned.
"Sorry I was so long, Sir." Erin said sincerely. "I had to take the Master a
cup of coffee. Are you ready to drain yet?', he asked innocently.
I wanted to scream, yes you fucking fool, but thought better of it and just
said, "Please".
Erin placed the receptacle up against my ass and my sphincter released at almost
the same moment.
Water and god knows what all else came shooting out at tremendous force. I felt
the receptacle move slightly away from my ass from the force of the goop hitting
the bottom. Wave after wave of affluent shot down my shoot. The cramps ceased
with the first release, bringing me instant relief.
After I had unloaded what seemed like gallons, Erin told me to close my
sphincter while he changed receptacles. I closed my sphincter and Erin hurried
away to the toilette to dump it.
While he was at the toilette another cramp engulfed my insides. The pressure
around my sphincter began to build and it felt like it was going to let go.
"Erin hurry", I pleaded. "I can't hold it."
"Be right there, Sir", Erin said, but he didn't speed up. He just took his own
sweet time rinsing the fucking pot and then drying the top.
I became almost hysterical. "Erin, hurry. Please hurry", I screamed.
"Coming Sir," he said but didn't move one iota faster.
Meanwhile the pressure was building and building. I tired to think of anything
but the building pressure and concentrated on keeping that sphincter closed.
Finally Erin returned and placed the receptacle back in place and I was able to
get blessed relief. It would be a long, long time before I would ever again
feel kindly towards or comfortable around, Erin.
After a while the spasms died and the last of the water and shit expelled from
my poor, battle weary bowel. But I was now feeling wonderful. Of course the
fact that I was no longer feeling those terrible cramps may have had something
to do with it.
Then I watched in horror as Erin placed another bottle on the hook and attached
the hoses. He picked up the probe and brought it to my ass pucker.
"Now it's time for your rinse", he said with a smile.
"Please Erin, don't do this," I pleaded.
"Have to Sir", he said. "Can't leave any of that dirty water in there. It
won't be as bad this time, I promise."
I had no choice. I knew that water was going up my ass with or without my
permission. Being bound to the table I could do nothing to stop the intrusion.
The probe slipped right in and in a few seconds warm water again began to fill
my bowels. Again it felt good going in. But I lay there waiting for the
cramps to start. Dreading that moment.
But none came. The second bottle was hooked up and began to flow. The fear and
tenseness had left and I was beginning to relax and enjoy. The second bottle
was just about all in when the first cramp came, however it was not bad and I
could handle it.
By the time the third bottle was in, I was getting regular cramping, but none
were as severe as the first time round. I really didn't mind them all that
much. Maybe they were right, could it be I was already getting used to them?
Once the bottle was empty he disconnected it. He left the probe in and went
and got the receptacle. He placed it up against my ass, pulled out the probe
and told me to, "let her rip cowboy".
The remark was so funny I couldn't help but start to laugh just as all that
water, under high pressure, burst forth. The release felt grand and it just
kept on rushing out.
At the half way point, Erin told me to close and lock my sphincter. I don't
know how I managed but I did. This time he didn't leave me. He just bent over
and placed the full container on the floor and picked up an empty one. As soon
as it was in place he told me to open up and the rush was on again.
While I was emptying I began to think about what the hell had gone on during the
first round. Erin had purposely left me to hold onto all that water. He had
taken his time on purpose making me squirm in pain. This was not Erin's doing.
He was a slave and never did anything without permission. Someone had put him
up to this, now I wonder who that someone might be.
Well it really didn't take a lot of wondering to know and whether that laddie
knew it or not he was in for a surprise. It make take a while, but you can be
very sure I will get back at him. He broke my reverie by calling out.
"Ok Rob, it's back to the whirlpool for us", Willie said as he jumped down from
his table.
I suddenly realized that I was empty and Erin was over by the toilette emptying
the containers. Willie came over and unfastened my shackles.
"Sorry we had to restrain you, but if we hadn't you would have put up a fuss and
then I would have had to order punishment.", Willie said with a smile. "Now we
wouldn't want to spoil our time together with me pulling rank, now would we."
It's ok you little prick, I thought to myself with a smile. I will get you
back. This was going through my mind as I followed Willie to the whirlpool.
Once settled in the whirlpool I just lay back and let the hot swirling water
wash away my aches and pains. It felt wonderful after the events of the last
30 minutes or so.
"Isn't this great Rob?", Willie asked.
"Yes it is Willie", I answered with my eyes closed.
"How'd you like that enema? Just the thing to start of the day, don't ya
think?"
"Willie," I said through clenched teeth, "If I never have another enema it will
be too soon. I class that experience right along with that fucking cage, the
dogs and the whip. Been there, done that, don't want to go back."
Willie just roared out with laughter.
"Oh poor Rob", he said with mock pity. "Believe it or not you are going to love
enema's. It will get to a point where you just won't be able to start the day
without one. For some guy's and I guess you are one of those, the first few
times are pretty rough, but it will get better as you get used to them."
"Willie do I really have to have one everyday?", I questioned.
"Afraid so Rob. Dad insists on it. Everyone that lives in this house has an
enema every morning. Sometimes, depending on whether or not we are
entertaining, it may also be necessary to have one in the late afternoon."
I let the subject drop and just relaxed letting the hot water rejuvenate my
body. Wasn't able to do that for very long though, Willie had slid silently
over and had a hand wrapped around my cock and it was rising, again.
Once the boys had the enema mess cleaned up they joined us in the whirlpool.
The next thing you know all four of us were sitting side-by-side wanking each
other as the hot water swirled around our bodies.
"I want to do your boypussy, Rob", Willie whispered in my ear.
"Here in the tub?", I asked incredulously.
"Why not", he said, "can't think of a better place."
"Well ok", I replied dubiously
"Just stand up, turn round, bend over and grab the side of the pool", he
instructed.
I did as instructed and soon felt his hard rod pressing against my ass crack.
I pushed up my ass to make it easier for him and felt his hand guiding his hard
cock to my love hole.
Once it was there he just gave a little shove and it slid right in. It felt
fantastic. He started a slow, rhythmic hump. I notice the boys get up. John
went around behind Willie and I knew instantly what was about to go down.
John made his way to Willie's back end. Willie had to do all the work though.
John placed just the head of his hard cock inside Willie's hole. On the back
stroke Willie would impale himself on John's dick and on the foreword stroke
would impale me on his.
Now Erin was ready to join this melee. He made his way behind John and as
Willie started the back stroke Erin began a forward stroke. Soon John had
Erin's cock sliding up his pussyhole while his own dick was forced up Willie's.
I kinda got the impression that these guys had done this before. The were just
too well coordinated to be beginners.
So I wouldn't feel completely left out, if that were possible with a dick stuck
up my ass, Willie began to wank my dick in time with the fucking.
If ya ain't never fucked in a whirlpool or hot tube, ya just don't know what ya
bin missin'. This truly was a fantastic experience. The feel of the swirling
water around the loins and balls just added immeasurably to the effect. Even
the sound of the swirling water splashing against naked bodies lent something to
the overall erotic sensations surrounding me.
Each time Willie's dick rubbed against my prostate the sensations increased 10
fold. I had become 175 lbs of pure animal in rut. I could hear my moans of
ecstasy resounding from the walls and driving me higher and higher.
My insides were on fire with an insatiable need to feel Willie's cock ramming
home. He had picked up the speed of his onslaught, as had Erin. John had
joined me with loud moans of pleasure filling the bathroom, echoing from the
walls, sounding like an army of men in the throes of ecstasy instead of four.
The sensations passing through my prostate were greater and greater and the need
to cum had reached a crescendo.
With a scream, "Oh fuck....fuck my ass Willie, fuck my ass. Drive that cock
deep into me Willie. Fuck me. aaaaaaaiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"
I emptied my load into the swirling waters of the whirlpool as Willie pumped my
dick. Then I felt him unload up my ass. A shout from John told me he was
unloading in Willie and finally a small shout from Erin gave way to his pumping
his load into John. Willie and Erin kept pumping away until they were dry and
could pump no more. They all pulled out and we all sat back down and just let
the water swirl around us as we let our breathing slowly return to normal.
We all just lay there for the longest time, heads back, eyes closed. Totally
and completely relaxed. When I finally opened my eyes John and Erin were
locked in an embrace, mouths tightly locked together doing the tongue ballet.
I looked towards Willie, but he had his head back and eyes closed. From the
gently heaving of his chest it looked like he might be asleep.
I bent over, careful not to touch any other part of his body and planted a
gentle kiss on his cheek. He opened his eyes and looked deep into mine. Our
arms lifted at the same moment, wrapping around each other and pulling tight.
Soon we had joined John and Erin in our own rendition of the tongue ballet.
When we finally broke that kiss, Willie whispered, "I think maybe it is time
for a shower, how about you?"
"Yes, I think that would be nice Willie."
We climbed out of the tub and headed for the shower. Willie turned on the water
and adjusted the temperature. The whirlpool had raised our body temperature
quite a bit and it was almost uncomfortable. Willie adjusted the shower temp
to help cool us down.
We climbed under the huge shower head together. The cool water cascading down,
through our hair, onto our shoulders, down the back and front, across the ass
and cock to fall to the floor or run down a leg.
Once we had cooled down sufficiently, we moved out from under the direct shower
spray. Willie squeezed some liquid soap from the dispenser into his hands and
began rubbing soap all over me. I followed suit and soon the two of us were
playing like a couple of kids, laughing and slapping at each other. We were
covered from head to toe in white soap bubbles.
He filled his hand with more soap and grabbed my pecker and began to kneed the
soap in. Of course that meant that I had to do the same. In no time at all we
were both sporting woodies that any sportsman would have been proud of.
Then Willie's hand was busy washing my asspussy. He rubbed and rubbed. The
more he rubbed the hornier I got. Precum was now beginning to dribble from my
pecker slit. My rubbing of his asspussy was achieving much the same effect.
This went on for a while before we moved back under the shower head and washed
everything away, except the woodies.
Willie got down on his knees, the water from the showerhead hitting the back of
his head and took my throbbing dick in his mouth. His expert mouth soon had me
blowing my hot seed down his throat, mind you I only managed two spirits. My
poor nuts just had not had time to build up much more than that.
As he started to stand I went down. My turn to feel a cock in my mouth and
throat. I took it and worked it like I had been cock starved for half my life,
which in reality was probably true. I must be learning because it didn't take
very long before Willie was filling my mouth and throat with his lovely boy
juice. Willie had managed to shoot much more than I was capable of. He pumped
five good loads down my throat and I had to swallow quickly to keep up. I
caught it all and swallowed, not loosing a single drop.
We embraced and gave each other a nice long kiss. When we parted we each
grabbed a little soap and gave each others dicks one more wash. A quick rinse
and we got out of the shower and grabbed a couple of big soft towels to dry
down.
As we got out of the shower, John and Erin stepped in. Now that shower does not
have a curtain and Willie and I watched as John and Erin pretty much followed
the same routine we had.
Watching this, I suddenly felt a feeling of contentment flow through my body.
It was as if I had known these 3 guys my whole life. Like we were brothers.
I suddenly felt that I was home, that I belonged, a feeling I had not had in
many, many years.
When we returned to the bedroom I was surprised to see Henry there.
"Good afternoon William, good afternoon Pussyboy", he said as he got up out of
one of the easy chairs.
Your dad would like you and Pussyboy to join him for lunch in," he paused to
look at his watch, "20 minutes. He would prefer you dress, he has a guest.
Also he would like Pussyboy to wear the proper attire."
"Ok, Henry", Willie replied, "We will be there."
Henry turned and left the room.
"A guest", Willie pondered. "I wonder what is going on. We don't usually have
guests for lunch. He wants you in proper attire as well, so one things for
sure", he paused and looked at me. I raised my eyebrows waiting for the rest
of this.
"The guest will most certainly be a Master and an important one at that."
Twenty minutes later we headed for the elevator. Willie was wearing a light
coloured sports shirt, tan slacks with white loafers and socks.
I on the other hand was wearing the slaves outfit that I had worn the night
before. I felt like a complete fool.
"When we get down stairs don't forget to always address me as Sir.", Willie
cautioned. "Stay a couple of steps behind when we walk and when I come to a
stop get down on your knees. Just follow the routine from last night and
everything will be fine. If this is an important Master it will be imparative
that you put on a good show."
We exited the elevator and walked down the hall. Willie stopped in front of a
door and turned to me.
"Ready?", he asked.
I took a deep breath and nodded ascent.
Willie opened the door and we enter a small, for this building, but ornate
dinning room. The Master was seated at the far end of the table, facing the
door. His guest had his back to us and did not bother to turn around.
Willie entered and walk around the table to a spot in the centre I followed
right behind never taking my eyes off of him. As soon as he sat down I got
down on my knees just behind and to the left of his chair. I settled back on my
heels and did not look around. I knew the penalty for moving and was not
prepared to pay it.
I could just make out the guest by moving my eyes all the way to the right but
could not divine his features. My suspense was alleviated almost immediately
when Willie spoke.
"Why Master Jackson, what a pleasant surprise.", Willie said in a most cordial
and respectful tone. "It is always so nice of you to drop by."
"Thank you William", he replied. "Guess I don't go out as much as I used to.
So much to keep me busy at home and the club, just don't seem to be able to find
the time."
"Bill has brought Fuckface over for us, William.", the Master said.
Fuckface, here? How come I wondered.
"That was awfully good of you Sir," William said. "We know how busy you are and
we could have come for him or sent Frank."
"That's ok, William", Master Jackson replied, "I really did need to get out for
a bit. I think maybe I am spending much to much time on business and not
enough on me."
"Well I for one will agree with that", the Master said forcefully. "I have been
after you for quite sometime now to start turning more of your duties over to
some of the younger Masters."
The conversation went on pretty much like this for the remainder of the lunch.
I was not invited to eat, drink or even engage in any of the conversation. It
was as boring as hell and I couldn't wait for the damned thing to be over with.
When they were finally finished the Master stood up, Master Jackson and Willie
did as well. I assumed that I was to stay put unless Willie moved so did just
that.
The Master began to walk away from the table then stopped and quickly turned.
"Stay", he said to the back of his chair.
I thought is he going bonkers or what. I almost giggled it looked so funny.
Willie then turned to me and said the same thing, "Stay".
Then all three of them left the room. Once they were out of sight I shifted
around to see what or whom the Master had told to, "Stay". I could just make
out a shoulder.
"Is that you Fuckface?" I whispered.
"Ya, be quiet before you get us both strung up for a whipping." he responded.
Now ain't this an interesting turn of events I thought to myself. All kinds of
thoughts were going through my mind as I waited for Willie to return.
It must have been a good 15 minutes or so before Willie and the Master reentered
the dinning room.
"Well just keep him with you for now", the Master was saying as they entered.
"We will decide tonight on how we will work this."
"Yes Sir," Willie said. "Fuckface, on your feet." he ordered. "You too
Pussyboy."
"Follow me." he ordered as he started out of the room.
Fuckface and I were both on our feet in a flash following Willie out of the
room.
As soon as the elevator door closed Willie broke out into a fit of laughter.
"What the hell do you find so funny", I sneered.
Fuckface's face went red and I saw fear in his eyes when he heard me address
Willie like that. Willie must have seen it as well.
"Relax Fuckface you are really going to have a good time for the next few
hours." then he broke out laughing again.
I just shrugged my shoulders and watched.
The elevator arrived at W and we all got off and headed for Willie's room. John
was there but Erin was nowhere to be seen.
"What's your real first name, Fuckface," Willie asked the bewildered slave.
"Uhhh....Edward....uhhh...Ed Sir", he stammered.
"Ed, mmmmm great name", said Willie. "Until we go back down stairs later that's
what we will all call you. Can't stand the name Fuckface."
"Is that all right with you Ed?" he asked the even more bewildered Ed.
"Ah....yes..Sir", he replied.
"Good, so Ed it shall be. So Ed, this here mouthy slave is Rod and over there
the quiet one is John." We all nodded but didn't shake hands.
"Did you get your full cleaning this morning Ed?" Willie asked.
"No Sir the house was pandemonium. The Master was in a foul mood for having
lost me so I just had the shave sir," he replied.
"How would you like to give Ed his enema Rod?" Willie asked me.
"Me?", I asked astonished. "I don't know how to give an enema".
"Do you know how to stick a spoon into a dish of ice cream? Well it's not
really much different."
Bullshit. Sticking a spoon in a dish of ice cream was as different as night and
day.
"Oh come on", he said with a grin. "I'll help you. You have to learn anyway
because dad is going to want you to do him one of these days."
"What", I uttered in surprise. "He is going to want me to give him an enema.
Oh god I'll never be able to do it Willie."
"Stop worrying silly one. It is easy as you will soon find out."
So it was off to the bathroom the four of us went. Interesting four of us to
give one young lad an enema. I wonder if it is just an enema that will be
given or does Willie have other things on his mind.
John went right away to the wall where the tables had been last time. He pushed
something on the wall and the lower half began to raise. Once it was up he
pulled the table out. It was on wheels and rolled out quietly.
Willie and I went to the cupboard where the bottles were kept and pulled out
three. After handing me the bottles he reached back in and pulled out the white
bottle. I had seen John pour something form a bottle just like this into the
enema bag before filling it.
"What is that?", I asked Willie.
"Well I guess I could lead you down the garden path and say that it is a magic
potion, guaranteed to make you horny. But somehow don't think you would buy
that.", he giggled.
"This my dear Rob is good old fashioned dishwashing detergent. Cleans grease
and grime off the dirtiest dishes. And cleans out a mans shit chute making it
sparkling clean.", again he broke into laughter.
"It is part of the reason you had those cramps so bad. You will get used to it
rob.", he stated, giggling again.
"Soap is needed to clean the chute. We do a lot of ass fucking around here and
it is important from a health stand point to be as clean as possible. I mean do
you want your dong all covered in someone else's shit?"
I shook my head no.
"There a very good reason to have an enema every day."
Ed had climbed up on the table while Willie was explaining all of this to me and
John was helping him get settled.
Willie watched as I filled the first bottle and he showed me how to measure just
the right amount of detergent. He said about a quarter teaspoon or one short
squirt from the bottle. He also said that eventually I would become expert at
knowing exactly how much to use.
Once the first bottle was filled I carried it over to the table. Willie
continued to fill the other bottles. When I got to the table, John showed me
how to hook the bottle to the rod and then to connect the hoses.
Once the hoses were connected he had me put some lube on my index finger and
slowly work around Ed's pink rose bud.
I worked my finger around for a bit to make sure his cuntlips were well lubed
then pushed my finger gently up his hole. I was surprised at how loose his ring
was. I was thinking that Ed must have taken a lot of cock up his ass.
Once I felt the inside was lubed enough I pulled my finger out and John handed
me the knozzle or probe. It was about three quarters of an inch in diameter.
Had a hole at the apex of the rounded end and a few holes along the sides.
I watched as John rubbed some lube around the probe before handing it to me.
"Just push it in gently, feel it glide in, don't force it", John instructed.
I pushed the rounded head up against Ed's hole and gently pushed it in. It slid
right in, just like my finger had. In just a few seconds the entire 7 in length
of the probe was deep in Ed's ass.
John then showed me the valve that would release the water and start the flow.
I asked Ed if he was ready and he replied yes. I turned the valve and the
water started to flow.
It didn't take long before the bag was empty and Willie was there with a fresh
one. This time they both stood back and watched as I unhooked the empty bag and
hooked up the full one. I then reattached the hoses and opened the valve.
"See", said Willie with a smile. "Ya did that like ya had bin' doin' it all yer
life."
Ya I did didn't I, I thought to myself. In fact I had done so well I was
feeling rather proud of myself.
The third bottle was connected and it drained into Ed. As the bottles drained
in I could see his stomach rise. But there was no sign of pain. Ed just lay
there enjoying it. I couldn't believe that he wasn't feeling any pain. I
mean this same treatment when I had it felt like it was killing me. Maybe
Willie was right, eventually you get used to it and begin to like it. I gave a
little shiver, thinking about the, "getting used to," part.
Once the third bottle was empty it was disconnected.
"That enema has to stay in for five or six minutes to do it's job properly,"
John said. "So you stick real close to Ed and have the pail ready incase he
can't hold it. Sometimes even the most experienced cannot hold, and the enema
will accidentally release. You have to be ready to place the container,
otherwise you end up with a hell of a mess to clean up."
"Now wait a minute here", I bodly stated. "Why in hell wasn't I treated with
the same courtesy this morning when Erin was doing me?"
I looked to Willie who just gave a little shrug and a big smile.
"You S.O.B Willie", I barked. "You had Erin do it on purpose because you
thought I was weak and would blow it all over. Then you would have been able
to taunt me while I cleaned it up. And there is another thing, how would you
have made me clean it up? With my own bucket and mop?"
"Now, now Rob, don't go jumping to conclusions." he said through his smile.
"It was done for a purpose. First it was a test to see just how much stanima
you really do have. Second it was done that way because sometime's the pain is
really almost unbearable. You proved that you do have stanima and excellent
selfcontrol and we found out that you are going to have to go through a lot of
pain until your system gets used to that detergent."
"Further more, you would not have been made to clean up the mess if there had
been an accident. We have a large 3inch hose for doing that. So all in all it
really was a good learning experience for you, don't you think?"
"Learning experince hmmm.", I said in a mock sarcastic tone.
"Just watch yer back boy, I think I may have a learning experince all lined up
for you too." I said and broke into laughter.
So for five minutes or so I kept a close eye on Ed's face and rose bud, looking
for any sign that he might be about to release that horrible concoction all over
me.
"Willie finally said, "I think it's time for him to release Rob."
I brought the container up and placed it against Ed's ass. As soon as it was
in place I gave him a nod and he began to release, but he did it under control.
It wasn't a sudden dumping like I had done. Ed had it completely under
control.
When the pail was full he locked up and I changed pails. John grabbed the full
one and went and dumped it. While Ed was finishing up Willie had refilled the
bags with clear, warm water.
Once he was empty, I used a clean rag to wipe his ass. I lubed the probe and
pushed it back in. After it was in, the valve was opened and the clear water
made it's way into Ed's innards.
The clear flush went without hitch and soon Ed's enema was finished. He got up
off the table and we all headed for the whirlpool. Now this is the part that I
enjoy, I thought to myself. Don't see why we can't just forget the enema and
go straight to the whirlpool.
"How'd you like to fuck Ed's asspussy, Rob?", Willie asked.
"Me", I blurted out. "Ah......I'd love to, but does he want me to?"
"It don't matter what he wants, Ed is a slave and knows it. He will do
whatever we want.", as he said that a little of the prick I had first met showed
through.
"Well since you put it that way, I would like to have a go, Willie."
"Want you to do it a little different then we did last time, Rob.", Willie
announced.
"Ed will remain seated and lift his legs up and put them on your shoulders. You
can kneel in front of him and take him face first. That way you guys can kiss
and play with each other's nipples or whatever else turns on your nasty minds.",
he gave a small snort and broke out into laughter again.
Well I got down on my knees and crawled over towards Ed. The water came up to
just below the top of my shoulders. Well this should be interesting if nothing
else I thought as I continued to move forward.
As I got closer Ed raised his legs up out of the water. I moved in and he
rested them on my shoulders. The water along with Ed's legs was beginning to
push me back towards the centre of the tub. Ed saw this right away and his arms
grabbed me and pulled me back towards him.
When I was close enough our arms went around each other. I had to lower one
arm down for just a second to guide my throbbing dick into Ed's hole.
It slid in with no problems and Ed and I pulled each other close as we began a
slow rhythmic fuck. Our lips met and we began to explore each other's hot,
eager mouths.
The water swirling around and between our bodies added another erotic dimension
and we were soon locked in pure animal rut.
My cock was pounding away inside his love nest and must have been hitting his
prostate rather regularly. He kept giving these involuntary gasps as I plowed
in and out.
I didn't pay much attention but knew that Willie and John were doing the same
thing just a few feet away. I didn't know who was doing whom, but the animal
sounds were emanating from them just as loudly as they were from us.
The sensation from fucking another man face to face were just too great and I
couldn't hold any longer and began to shoot up into Ed's guts. He felt me
cumming and kissed me more urgently raising my pleasure even higher. Finally
sated I pulled back and sat down trying to regain my breath.
I could now see that it was John doing Willie and from the looks of it John was
unloading his cargo.
I closed my eyes and let myself just relax. My hand found Ed's hard dick and
began to slowly wank.
"Can you give me just a moment to catch my breath, Ed," I asked.
"Then I will take care of this for you.", I said playfully yanking on his dick.
He didn't say anything, but a big smile lit up his face.
Meanwhile John and Willie were just finishing up. John had pulled off and was
sitting back catching his breath.
"Rob why don't you and Ed go have your shower and .....well...whatever else
should cum up.", Willie said to me, emphasizing the "cum".
"Mmmm now that sounds like a plan", I replied. "Come on Ed, I think you might
like Willie's shower."
We both got up and crawled out of the tub and made our way to the shower. This
time I did the adjusting of the taps and began the soap war.
Once we were all soaped up poor Ed's dick was throbbing worse than before. I
got us back under the showerhead to rinse off. Then I knelt down and took the
head of his seven and a half inch cut cock in my mouth.
I worked my tongue around the head stopping to lick along the slit. This did
something special for him, because each time I did it he gave a little jerk and
a moan escaped his lips.
I pulled off and used my hand to lift his dick up and began to lick along the
underside of the head. Then back to the top of the slit and down flicking my
tongue back and forth quickly as it crossed the underside.
I licked and kissed my way around over and down the shaft to the root at his
hairless pub then on down to his massive balls hanging low in the sac.
I took each, one at a time into my hot mouth and suckled gently. I licked at
the base of the sac and then started back up towards the shaft. Then on up the
pulsing shaft to the quivering head. Taking that beautiful purple beauty into
my mouth again, I started to impale my head on Ed's shaft, I kept moving forward
and back. Each time taking more of the shaft deeper into my mouth and throat.
Finally I could feel his nuts slapping against my chin as I face fucked my own
face on Ed's magnificent love stick. My free hands were now playing with Ed's
balls and pussyhole. This brought more quivers and a loud moan from Ed.
As I sensed his mounting tension I increased the pace. Soon Ed was moaning
loudly and continuously. I felt his nuts begin to vibrate, then lift in their
sac. Ed was about to fill my mouth and throat with is love potion.
"Oh suck that thing", he screamed out, "Suck it hard. Oh shit man suck it".
As he screamed out a steady flow of male juice filled my mouth and throat. I
couldn't believe the amount. Ed's nuts must have been full to overflowing.
My mouth was full on the first shot and before I could even begin to swallow his
second shot was adding more. I tried to swallow it all but it was just too
much, coming just too fast.
As much of his seed was squirting out the sides of my mouth as I was managing
to swallow, and still he kept on shooting. Load after load of hot juice,
gushing down my throat and down my chin at the same time.
I happened to notice Willie and John approaching. They saw what was happening
and were quickly down on their knees licking the overflow from my face. But
still Ed kept shooting.
Willie and John were having a hell of a job trying to keep up with the overflow.
I could feel the hot breath of both as they licked and sucked close to my mouth
which was still being fucked by an ejaculating Ed.
However all good things must come to an end as they say, and Ed's balls finally
emptied. All three of us licked up any left over and when I was sure we had it
all I stood up.
"Shit man", I asked still huffing, "When was the last time you blew a load?"
"Last night on the stage", Ed replied. "Master Jackson was so pissed he had the
guys keep my dick up all night but wouldn't let me cum. He said that would
teach me not to try my best."
"Well your nuts sure as hell were full. We couldn't keep up with it." I said
giving a little chuckle.
"Well it sure is a relief to have it released, thanks
guys...ah....or...sorry..ah Sir.", he had gotten so tongue tied that he had a
terrible job trying to get this out. John, Willie and I just broke out into
hysterical laughter.
When we got the laughter under control Willie said, "Don't sweat it Ed, you are
among friends here."
Well I washed Ed's dick again then we both rinsed good and got out of the
shower. Willie and John took our place.
I got a couple of big fluffy towels and threw one to Ed. We stood there drying
our selves while John gave Willie a good blow job. When Ed and I were dry we
headed out into the bedroom. We climbed up onto the bed, lay back and were
soon dozing.
After a bit I felt Willie and John climb up on the bed to join us. We all
drifted off into the sleep of the contented.
We all must have been dead tired 'cause we slept for a good two hours. Willie
was the first to awaken and he soon had us all awake. The time was going on
6pm.
"I think it is time for us to eat John," Willie said. "But I want it served in
my dinning room. Set places for us all including Erin and David if they wish to
join us."
"Yes Sir", John said as he scurried off the bed and out the door.
I lay there, my stomach growling. I had not had anything to eat or drink since
breakfast. Well that's not entirely true, I had had lots of protein, but what I
was craving was a nice steak and a hot cup of coffee.
Willie wanted us all dressed for dinner, dressed in our slave outfits that is.
So without fanfare Ed and I were soon dressed in the black leather pants with
the crotch missing, the leather pouch was in place holding as much of our
manhood as it could. The black straps across the chest and around the waist and
to finish it all off the knee high black leather boots.
Willie wore the Master's equivalent to our outfits. Very thick leather straps
over the shoulder, joined by a cross strap attached by silver rings at the upper
chest just above the nipples. Another strap went across the abdomen about four
inches above the navel. The shoulder straps came down and attached to a three
inch thick leather belt that went around the waist and was approximately two
inches below the navel.
From the belt hung a set of silver handcuffs, a Billie club and a small
cat'o-nine-tails.
He wore a pair of very short black leather shorts, the leg hem only about an
inch or so below the crotch level. These shorts also were crotchless, so Willie
wore a pouch over his family jewels.
To complete the ensemble he also wore a pair of knee high black leather boots.
He was rather an erotic figure standing there in this get up. He also looked
young and innocent. No one who did not know Willie would ever believe the
things we did together. Remember Willie although 20 looked to be between 16
&18.
It had taken us a good half hour to get dressed. Willie now led us out of the
bedroom into the foyer. We went straight across to the door on the other side.
He opened the door and walked in with Ed and I right on his tail.
The room was a spectacular dinning room. The table had to be 30 ft long if it
were an inch. The room was done up in rich leathers of various colours, giving
the room a wonderful, manly aroma. Along each wall were serving buffets, all
highly polished. The table itself was a deep rich mahogany with a French polish
giving the table a glass like finish. The items on the walls and ceiling,
particularly the chrystal chandelier, reflected perfectly from the mirror like
surface.
The far end of the table had been set for six. A place at the head and three
on the left side and two on the right. Willie ignored the table and took us to
a side board and lifted a folding door. Behind which were bottles of liquor.
"What would you fancy for a before dinner drink", he asked us.
"I wouldn't mind a rye and coke", I said.
"That sounds good for me too", chimed in Ed.
Willie poured and mixed the drinks. Once they were mixed he passed one to each
of us. He had followed suit and we were all drinking the same thing.
As we stood there drinking I decided to take a bold step and ask a question that
had been burning at me since finding out that Ed was here.
"Willie if it is not out of place for me to ask, how come Ed is here?"
"Ah, poor Rob", he said. "Do you not remember the rules of the contest from
last night? Whomever catches the pouch of the 2nd place gets $5,000. in cash
from the slaves owner as well as the slave for a period of 6 months."
"You mean you caught his pouch as well", I stated stupidly.
"No, no silly boy", he replied with a smile. "Dad did. Ed belongs to dad for
the next six months. Master Jackson was kind enough to deliver Ed to us. It
is normal practice for the winner to go pickup the slave. But I have a feeling
Master Jackson was not very happy about loosing Ed. I think perhaps Ed is one
of his better slaves. What do you say Ed."
"Well I do know he was very upset." Ed spoke quietly. "I thought sure he was
going to whip my ass off when we got home. Instead he gave me over to Pat and
Lou and told them to keep me hot all night long. That I was not to cum."
"I thought so", Willie commented. "He did not seem to be a happy man this
afternoon."
"Well if he didn't want to loose Ed, why in hell did he put him in that fucking
contest?" I asked puzzled.
"He didn't have any choice Rob." Willie patiently explained. "All Master's
must enter their new slaves in the next, Dance of the Slave's, that is held
after the slave is taken on. Just as dad had no choice with you. He was
really afraid he was going to loose you before he had even begun your training.
But you surprised him and everyone else for that matter."
I blushed a little at that, but felt wonderful inside.
"So Ed gets to stay here for six months and then goes back to Master Jackson?"
I said more of a statement then a question.
"Well not necessarily. There is something else that wasn't said last night.
The club rules state that if at the end of the 6 months dad decides he wants to
keep Ed, he may purchase Ed from Master Jackson."
"Now it does get a bit ticklish because there are all manner of little rules
that apply. For example, Master Jackson can set a price. However if dad
considers the price to outlandish he may appeal to the Master's council. The
council will take into consideration how much training the slave had before
being turned over, how much has taken place since, the age of the slave, the
slaves health and all kinds of other little things. The will then set a value
and that value is binding on both parties if the sale takes place. The decision
of the council is final."
"But there is also a rule that allows the slave to have a say in his sale. You
see a slave indentures himself to a specific Master, vowing to serve that
Master. Although the Master owns the slave he does not have the right to buy
and sell the slave willy nilly."
"If the slave disagrees with the sale, it cannot proceed. Now this may all
sound a bit complicated to you Rob, it's not really. When a slave is taken on
by a Master he signs a contract. That contract was worked out before hand by
both the potential slave and the prospective Master. The rights of both parties
are specified very carefully. Very strict limits are placed on what a Master
may or may not do with and/or to his slave. The contract also includes the safe
words as well as the provisions for breaking the contract."
"So you see it really would be impossible for a Master to sell a slave without
the slave's consent. Still slaves do get sold for various reasons. For
instance if a Master becomes ill and unable to look after his slave. The slave
does not want to go back to a normal life and so will agree to a sale if a
suitable Master can be found."
"That's a lot of info to have to take in all at once so lets stop there for now.
But I think you have a better under standing of how it all works."
"Mmmm", I said. "There does seem to be one fly in the ointment though."
"And that would be?", he asked.
"I did not sign a contract. I did not negotiate any terms. Your dad more or
less kidnapped me from the mall parking lot."
Willie broke into gales of laughter.
"Ya I guess he did, Rob, and aren't you glad he did? Just think of all the fun
you would have missed if he hadn't."
I looked at him with a kind of stunned look on my face, mainly because I was
stunned. Everything he said was true. I would have missed all this and I
don't think I would have wanted to. Yes I was beginning to enjoy my new life
very much, very much indeed.
Just at that moment, John, Erin and David entered the room carrying huge trays.
The trays were place on the side board buffets. The huge domed lids were
removed and wonderful smells began to fill the air.
Huge plates of cooked meats and bowls of cooked and uncooked vegetables began to
be placed on the table.
Once everything had been moved from the trays to the table, we all sat down.
Bottles of wine had already been opened and were on the table breathing. Willie
lifted one and filled his glass, passing the bottle to me on his right. I
filled my glass and passed the bottle on. It made its way all around the
table.
Willie lifted his glass.
"A toast. To good friends, good food and great fucking."
"We all clinked glasses and shouted a hearty, "Hear, hear."
I took a sip and set the glass down.
For the next hour we indulged our stomachs. The food was magnificent the
company the greatest I had ever had.
Just before we were ready to adjourn back to the bedroom, the dinning room door
opened and the Master followed by Henry, entered.
A hush fell over the room.
"Why dad," Willie said enthusiastically while getting up from the table and
heading towards his father.
"Thank you for coming. Will you and Henry join us for a drink?" he asked.
"Mmmm", the Master hummed. "Why not I'm paying for it aren't I." A big smile
appeared on his face as he and Henry joined the table.
Another round of wine was quickly passed around and we all toasted the Master,
his slaves, his.......well you get the point.
When we could not think of anything else to toast the Master decided to change
the subject.
"Well I suppose William you have been spoiling the slaves as usual. Why I'll
even bet Pussyboy here is calling you Willie again."
Stupid me I gave myself away by choking on a sip of wine that was half way down
my throat when the Master made that remark.
"Guess I will have to deal with you later Pussyboy", he said locking those deep
dark eyes on me.
I began to shake slightly thinking o shit am I in trouble now.
"And how is our newest member, ah...mmmm Fuckface isn't it, how are you making
out boy?"
"Ah fine Master Scott Sir, just fine Sir." he stammered.
"That's good Fuckface, always like my new slaves to settle right in and feel at
home."
He drained the rest of his drink, nodded to Henry and the two of them stood up.
Out of courtesy and respect we all stood. Something we had failed to do when he
entered and I wondered if he would be after us all for that little misdemeanor.
"Well William my son we are off. Thank you for the wine and make sure you have
the slaves downstairs in the dungeon for 11pm sharp. It is just about time to
end the party." He gave a big smile and headed for the door, Henry hot on his
tail.
When the door closed everyone gave a big sigh of relief.
Seeing the worried look on mine and Ed's face Willie said, "Don't worry guy's
dads bark is always worse than his bite."
That may be, but I was still not looking forward to that bite. I had been
bitten by it before and it was not a lot of fun.
Well we all drained our glasses and got up with Willie and headed back to the
bedroom.
Willie took a run and leaped up onto the bed.
"Come on lets have some fun before everyone has to go. Hey Rob, how about doing
the selfsuck thing for us. None of these guy have seen what won that contest
for you."
"Ah Willie I don't know that I want to do that again in front of people." I
hedged.
"Oh yes you do", he said. "You just don't know it." then he broke out into
laughter.
"Why don't you get up on the sofa. Do you need one of the guys to help hold you
up?"
"No Willie I don't."
I could see I was not going to win this argument so I just gave in.
"Ok I'll do it, but please don't ever ask me to do it again. It is very
embarrassing."
I made my way over to the sofa and ripped off my pouch as I went. I went around
behind the sofa and faced away from them, my ass resting on the top of the back
rest of the sofa. I wrapped my hand around my dick and started to wank.
It didn't take long before it rose up in all it's glory. I then leaned back
and let myself fall onto the sofa. My shoulders came down to the seat, my back
rested against the back taking up some of my weight and helping me to balance
myself.
My dong which was now bouncing hung just above my face as I slowly brought my
legs down to touch the front edge of the sofa. As I did this my cock reached my
mouth and I began to lick and suck. Then to the amazement of the other slaves I
did what they all had thought impossible. I deep throated my own cock.
I could hear the gasps of amazement and the shouted encouragement's.
"Go Rob."
"Suck that meat."
"Fuck your face."
I picked up the pace and was soon fucking my face at a fever pitch. The feeling
of my own cock sliding in and out of my throat felt unbelievably good. I could
no longer hear the guys, I was locked in a small world of my own that consisted
only of my mouth, my throat and my cock.
When I finally came I filled my mouth and throat with five decent sized squirts.
I love the taste of my own cum and missed not a drop. When it finally quit
squirting I licked it clean and let myself drop over and then stood upright.
The guys went crazy with their applause and cheers. I made my way over to the
bed and jumped up to join them.
"Well guys after that little show I think we are all ready to get our nuts off.
What will it be a circle jerk or a round robin fuck?" Willie asked.
By now you must know the only one stupid enough to ask a stupid question is me.
So I asked it.
"What the fuck is a round robin fuck?"
"Well dear Rob", Willie said sweetly. "A round robin fuck is where I fuck you,
while you fuck Ed, while he fucks John, while he fucks Erin, while he fucks
David, while he fucks me. Does that answer you question?", he smirked.
"Perfectly my dear Willie." I answered bowing my head and giving a royal sweep
with my hand.
"So what will it be gents. I vote for the round robin", he said.
Well as if you didn't know, the round robin won 6 - 0. We all took our
positions. I wondered how in the hell this was going to work. Well for all of
you that have never done this before here is how we accomplished it to
everyone's satisfaction.
Willie was doing my ass, I was doing Ed, Ed was doing John, John was doing Erin,
Erin was doing David, David was doing Willie. John, David and I had to stand
perfectly still. Willie humped my ass and took David's up his on the out
stroke. Ed humped John and took mine up his on the out stroke. Erin humped
David and took John's on the out stroke.
There we were in a circle three guys humping away and all of us having one hell
of a good time.
After a while Willie called for a change. John, David and I took over the
humping while Willie, Ed and Erin kept still. The most difficult part was
trying to stay in rhythm with everyone else. As the tension within our bodies
increased so to did the rhythm.
We were banging away on each other like a steam engine at full throttle. As we
all got closer to the magic moment everyone was moving and twisting around
trying to increase the erotic sensations engulfing our bodies.
I am not positive but I believe it was David that started to spew his load
first. There was a loud moaned and yell of, "Oh Fuck", and it sounded like
David's voice. It was quickly followed by moan's, groan's and expletives of a
sexual nature as we all started to dump our load into the guy in front.
When our cocks ran dry we were all down on our knees licking the dripping boy
juice as it dribbled from the little rose bud hole we had just fucked.
When our ministrations were completed Willie suggested we all retire to the
whirlpool. I did not hear one objection to that offer, so off we went.
We soaked in that whirlpool for about an hour then all six of us were under that
shower, soaping each other, being big kids and having fun.
Once dried it was back to the bedroom to get dressed. Willie in his Master's
outfit, the rest of us in the standard slave garb.
My wonderful 24hrs with Willie was drawing to an end. I looked back on all that
had happened and realized that it was the most fantastic time I have ever had in
my entire life. Within the next 30 minutes we would be downstairs, in the
dungeon, the Master was waiting.
To be continued.
This story (c) by Rob 2001, all rights reserved.
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