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 non-consenting adults, then Do Not Read this story.
The author does not necessarily condone or subscribe to the behavior 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/Oral/Bond/NC/Hum
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 25
Another Outing
At 5 minutes before 8 am I entered Eric's office. I was just going to go down
on my knees when Eric stopped me.
"No kneeling today, Rob. Master's orders. Take a chair instead."
"Thank you Eric." I said, and sat myself down to await my fate.
At precisely 8am the intercom buzzer sounded. The Master's voice filled the
small office.
"Send Rob in Eric."
"Yes Sir." Eric replied.
I didn't need to be told. I got up and made my way into the Master's office. I
entered, closed the door and just stood there waiting for my orders.
The Master and Henry were both sitting at his desk working on something.
Without looking up he called to me.
"Come on over and pull up a chair Rob."
I went to the wall and grabbed a chair and pushed it over to the front of the
desk and sat down.
"Going to put you back into the computer programming business Rob." the Master
said looking up at me and smiling.
"I'll bet your happy to hear that?"
"If it pleases you Sir, then yes it makes me very happy, Sir." I replied.
"Here take this project outline and read it very carefully. You are going to be
the senior programer and the manager for this project. At 10 am we will be
going downtown to meet with some of the folks that will be working for and with
you. Make sure you are well versed on all the requirements." he said as he
handed me a manila folder.
"Yes Sir." I said.
I opened the folder and found a 60 page outline for the project. I settled back
in the chair and began to read. Before I reached the end of the first paragraph
I realized I was going to need a pen to make notes.
"Excuse me Sir, but could I have a pen to make notes, Sir." I asked.
"Oh yeah, sorry. Here you go." he said tossing me a ball point.
So for the next two hours I read, reread and read again the outline. I had
filled the margins with notes. Circled appropriate bits and pieces that I would
need when discussing the thing. By the time he said it was time to go I felt
very confident I could hold my own in any discussion about the project.
We left the mansion immediately. This time I was permitted to sit in one of the
fold down seats. As we drove along, the Master asked for my thoughts on the
project and asked me questions. I answered to the best of my ability and it
seemed he was satisfied.
Then he explained that I was to be prepared to give a 30 minute briefing on why
the corporation should undertake and complete this project. The entire board of
directors of his corporation would be there as well as all the people that would
work on the project. I would have to do it with out notes, standing on a stage.
That threw me a bit, but once the initial shock wore off I felt I would be able
to handle it ok. After all, I had walked around this city half naked and won
the dick dance in front of 600 or more demented fags, how hard could it be to
deliver a simple address to some business men.
Our destination, as it turned out was the S&H Computer building. My heart
skipped a beat, would I get to see Rich, I wondered. Oh I suddenly felt so
warm inside.
We went up to the 4th floor. There was a large conference room and it was full
of young men. A large conference table filled the centre of the room and the
Master made straight for the head of that table. He sat down and indicated I
was to sit beside him.
Everyone scrambled for their seats. The Master brought the meeting to order.
It was an open discussion about the project and the various responsiblilites for
the different phases. He made it clear to one and all that I was to be the
overall manager for the project.
At 12 noon the Master adjourned the meeting and everyone headed up to the 5th
floor for lunch. Just before we got up to follow the others, the Master told
me I would be making my presentation at 1:30.
Lunch went well, I was treated just the same as everyone else present. I sat
at the same table as the Master and Henry. I hadn't seen Rich and so figured he
was not part of this project.
After lunch we went back to the 4th floor. Instead of the conference room we
entered a large auditorium. It was much like a small theatre. The Master said
we would wait at the back until everyone was seated.
I was feeling really good about the whole thing. It had all gone so well. No
embarrassements, no centre shots, he just treated me like all the other guys.
How could I have misjudged him, I wondered.
"Rob we will be going down soon. Henry and I will be in the front row. You
will go right up onto the stage, the mic is already set up. Remember, you are
the expert, you are the project manager. Convince my board to accept this
project." he said to me with confidence.
"Yes Sir, I will do my very best, Sir." I replied, but was scared shitless.
Finally everyone was seated and we started down the isle into the theatre.
Heads all turned to watch our progress, I was very nervous. There had to be 2
to 3 hundred people in attendance. It was my job to convince them the project
was a good one. Sweat began to break out on my brow.
When we reached the first row, the Master and Henry took their seats and I
walked up to the stairs that would take me onto the stage, all alone. I took a
deep breath and climbed the stairs. The mic, which was up front and stage
centre seemed a long, long ways away. As I walked out onto the stage the
audience gave a polite applause.
"Mr Scott, Honourable members of the board, distinguished guests, gentlemen." I
began, hoping I had included everyone.
The sweat was pouring off my brow now and some dripped into my eye, I brought
my hand up and brushed it away.
"I have been......" I began but was interupted by the Master.
"Excuse me Rob, but it is awfully warm in here. It must be really unbearable
under those lights, I think it would be a good idea if you removed your shirt."
Oh damn, he isn't. He wouldn't. He is going to make me strip while I give this
speech. I knew it was too good to be true, I just knew it. My dick knew it too
and began to rise. In no time at all it would be showing through the slacks.
"Ah...yes Sir." I said, pulling my shirt up and over my head.
There was no where to put it so I just let it drop to the floor.
"Ah I think you will feel much cooler now." he said in that fatherly voice I
hated.
So up on the stage in front of all these business people I tried to begin again.
I was now visibly nervous. I could feel my knees shaking.
"I have been given the honour......." I started my delivery.
I had been talking steadily for about 10 minutes. My shaking had stopped and my
dick had settled down. I was really into it, it seemed that I had the audience
hanging on to every word. Then the Master decided to play another of his
games.
"Ah.... excuse me Rob," he called out. "Sorry to interupt, but I am worried
about you. Look at the sweat pouring off your body. It must be terribly hot
up there under those lights. I think you should remove you pants Rob. The air
circulating around your legs will help cool you down."
Tears filled my eyes instantly. My legs began to shake again and my dick rose
right up and saluted him. The moment I pulled down those pants and these guys
saw those undies, nothing I said would convince then this project was worth
while.
The Master was looking at me with his steel black eyes and I knew it was take
off the pants or I would be suffering a lot of pain later tonight.
I undid the belt, pulled down the fly and undid the waist button. I pushed the
pants right down. The audience did not react right away, I think maybe they
were all stunned by the fact the project manager was wearing silk kissy lip
panties. Then the laughter began. It was uproarious. Wolf whistles and
jeers followed.
I went red, thought I was going to throw up. It took all my will power to hold
back the gorge creeping up my throat. My dick, however was in seventh heaven.
It had pushed out and made a nice tent in the front of the panties. I slipped
the pants off from around my ankles and placed them neatly on top of the shirt.
Almost in a trance I walked back to the mic. I had to do some quick thinking to
try and remember where I had been in my talk. I thought what the hell, this
project would never be approved. It was never intended to be approved. This
was one great big setup to get me on this stage wearing these fucking panties.
What could I do? It was what the Master wanted and what the Master wanted the
Master got.
I started in again from where I thought I had left off. I felt rediculous. My
dick was throbbing and bouncing inside the panties. The tent was moving around
and must have made me look a real fool.
Precum had saturated the front of the panties and was oozing through. It had
started drippin off the panties and I could hear a lot of snickering in the
audience. Fuck'em I thought to myself and went on with my talk. That was
easier said then done. I was still red and shaking.
"...........corportation would only benefit. Thank you." and my talk was
finished.
The Master stood up and started clapping his hands and shouting bravo, bravo.
The rest of the audience followed his lead and soon everyone was standing and
shouting bravo, bravo.
I didn't know what I was supposed to do. Should I pick up my clothes and walk
off to the wings and get dressed. That is what I wanted to do, but I had to
wait for the Master. What did he want me to do. It would seem from the way
things were going that he wanted me to stay right where I was, so that's what I
did.
The audience finally settled down and everyone took their seats. The Master
made his way to the stairs and up onto the stage. He walked over towards me
and stopped when he was at the mic.
"You know Rob, you really are one sorry piece of shit." he spit out while
looking at me.
"You just can't keep your cock under control can you?"
"No Sir." I whispered, tears falling down my cheeks again.
"No matter where I take you, you end up with your cock bouncing around in
public. Always showing it off. Well I think you have teased all these nice
people enough. Why don't you remove those rediculous panties and let us see
your little wiener."
Tears rolling down my cheeks, sweat pouring off me, my dick throbbing, I put my
thumbes inside the briefs and slid them down. My dick popped out at once and a
long, silver string of precum went sailing across the stage.
Once they were off, I dropped them beside my pants. I stood there naked except
for my loafers and silk socks. Waiting for the next humiliation. It wasn't
long in coming. The Master was speaking to the audience, can you guess about
what?
"Rob loves to suck cock, if I permitted it he would have a cock in his mouth
every minute of the day and night. He can't control his need to suck and be
fucked up the ass. Why, he loves to suck so much, that he trained himself to
suck his own dick. Yes you heard right, Rob can suck his own cock. Rob, give
these nice people a demonstration. But Rob, don't cum."
Unable to do anything else I obeyed. I lay down on the stage with my head
towards the audience. I lifted my legs up and over my head bringing my cock
down to my mouth. I licked the precum off first, then took the head in and
pushed the whole thing down my throat until my balls hit my nose.
I then began a slow fuck of my own face. A cheer went up from the crowd. I
guess they had never seen anyone take his own cock all the way down. It felt so
good I just tuned them all out and enjoyed it.
The Master gave me a hard slap on the ass. I yelped, spitting my dick out.
"See what I mean, he loves cock so much, once he has one in his mouth he doesn't
want to let it go. I don't know what the hell I am going to do with him." he
looked at me and shook his head.
I felt so humiliated, so small, I just wanted to curl up and die.
"Well gentlemen let's hear a big round of applause for our project manager." he
said and began the clapping.
The crowd clapped, wolf whistled and howled. I was so confused I didn't know
what to think. One minute he was berating me, the next he is asking the
audience to applaude me.
"Pick up your clothes Rob and follow me." he said heading for the stairs.
I quickly grabed my clothes and followed after him. My dick was still standing
straight up and leaking precum all over the place.
Down the stairs and up the isle he went with naked old me hurrying after. The
audience just snickered. I didn't pay any attention to them. He went right
out of the theatre into the hallway.
This wasn't the mansion where everyone was a slave or master. This was a
public building in downtown. The hallway was a public area and I was naked.
How could he do this to me. People, thank goodness all men, stopped, stared
and snickered at my condition as I hurried to keep up with him.
He finally walked up to a door, opened it and we entered. The room looked like
a board room. He walked up to the front of the room. There seemed to be an
oil well tower up against the front wall. As I got closer I realized that what
I was looking at was not an oil well tower, but a lifeboy's chair.
"Put your clothes on the that little shelf," he said pointing, "then climb up
into that chair, Rob. I want you to sit with your arms on the arm rests and
your legs spread wide apart. You will keep your dick hard by wanking, whenever
it starts to droop. You will stay in the chair and in that position until I
give you the signal to come down. Is that clear?"
"Yes Sir." I answered.
"Good. The signal to come down will be when I turn around and look at you.
You will then climb down, get on your hands and knees and crawl under the table,
right here." he said indicating an area beside where he would be sitting.
"You will then work your way around under the table, clock wise, sucking the
cock of each and every board member, except for William, Henry and I. Is that
clear?"
"Yes Sir."
"You will only have about two hours to accomplish this goal. You must bring
each one off and be finished before I adjourn the meeting. If you fail you will
be punished with 40 lashes of the black belt tonight. That means you will have
to use every trick you have learned so far to make these guys cum quickly. Is
that clear?"
"Yes Sir."
"Ok up in the chair with you." he said.
"Yes Sir."
I climbed up into the chair, placed my arms on the arm rests as ordered. I
spread my legs wide and kept my eyes on the Master. He went to the table and
sat down.
I felt terrible, William would be here. He would see me sitting here on display
with my damned cock waving at everyone. I wanted to cry. Why did the Master
keep doing these things to me?
A few minutes later the board members began to file in. The second board
member to enter was Rich. His eyes met mine right away and I could see the look
of sadness in them. A tear sprang to my eyes, I can not tell you how humiliated
I was to have the other man that I loved so deeply see me displayed like a piece
of trash.
He couldn't take his eyes off me, and worse, his position at the table was at
the far end, opposite the Master, and facing me. He would have to look at me
all through the meeting. It dawned on me that the Master was pissed off at the
both of us and this was his way of punishing Rich.
The other board members filed in and took their places. Some guffawed when they
saw me in the chair. The last member to enter was William. He stopped dead in
his tracks when he saw me sitting in that damned chair. His eyes met mine and I
could see that he was not happy.
Once everyone was seated the Master quickly brought the meeting to order.
The only item on the agenda was the project and they got right into the nitty
gritty of the whole thing.
As they got deeper and deeper into the discussion, I soon realized that although
I was made to look the fool, these men had actually listened to what I had said.
They were impressed by the presentation and were certain that the project would
earn the corporation big bucks. Now when I say big bucks, that is an
understatement. They were talking of profits in the Billions of dollars.
I became totally immersed in the discussion and a couple of times I wanted to
interject on a point, but realized just in time that I was back to slave status.
As well, I had no standing in this meeting so would not be permitted to speak in
any case.
Periodically, William would look up at me. His look seemed to say, "hold on
Rob, it will soon be over." I wonder if he knew what I had to do before this
meeting was over?
Rich had the floor and was talking about how the project could be incorporated
into the SMART chip. It was at this point that the Master turned around and
looked directly at me. I almost missed him for I was concentrating on what Rich
was saying.
I hurried down from the chair, dropped to my hands and knees and crawled to the
table. The only one who seemed to notice me climb down was Rich. William was
watching and listening to Rich intently.
I crawled under the table and up between the legs of the man on the immediate
left of the Master.
I reached up and touched his leg and he gave a little start. I guess he wasn't
expecting someone to start feeling him up during a board meeting. Just the same
he spread his legs real quick and I unzipped his fly, reached in and pulled out
his small, cut and flaccid dick.
I got my head up between his legs and began to lick the head. It rose almost
right away. I continued to lick that warm purple head until it was throbbing.
Not wanting to waste any time I began to seriously fuck my face on his dick. At
the same time I fingered his balls. This caused his dick to stiffen even more.
I worked his cock as fast as I could and it wasn't long before he shot his load
down my throat. I swallowed it all and licked his dick clean. Then placed it
back in his pants, zipped him up and went to the next guy.
In my humiliation earlier I may have forgot to tell you that there were 12 board
members plus the Master. He was number 13, and as Chairman would only vote to
break a tie. Six sat on the left side of the table, Rich was at the bottom end
and the other 5 sat on the right. I found out later that Rich was the Vice
Chairman. Henry sat on the immediate right of the Master and took the minutes.
William sat to the right of Henry.
It didn't seem to take all that long for me to work my way down to Rich. When
I touched him on the knee he refused to spread his legs. I tapped him
urgently, but still he wouldn't spread them. I didn't know what to do. The
Master said I had to do everyone except William, Henry and himself. If Rich
wouldn't let me then I would probably end up getting the 40 lashes.
I was about to move onto the next guy when suddenly Rich reached under the table
grabbed my arm and pulled me out.
"Rob, you are an intelligent, hard working man. You are to be the manager of a
billion dollar project, yet you are under this board table sucking the cocks of
all these board members. I don't think you should be treated this way. Come
with me and I will look after you and treat you with respect, not disdain."
Rich pleaded.
"All you have to do is leave with me right now. Come on." he started to leave
holding my arm and pulling me along.
I shucked off is arm.
"I am sorry Rich. I would like to, I really would. But I signed a contract
with Master Scott and would rather die than break my word." I said with tears
in my eyes.
I dropped back down to my knees and crawled back under the table. I heard the
board room door slam as I unzipped the fly of the next member.
As I moved from member to member, the tears were flowing down my cheeks. I knew
I would never get to spend another night with Rich. In fact I was guessing I
would never even see him again. I felt terrible, but I meant what I had said.
I had signed a contract with the Master and I would live up to my end of the
bargain, I would not let him down.
The last member of the board was cuming down my throat when I heard the Master
starting to wrap up the meeting. I cleaned the guy off quick and crawled back
over to where I had first started. I crawled out a bit and looked up at the
Master. He looked down at me for just a moment and smiled. He didn't give me
any order so I figured the best thing to do would be to just sit where I was.
He took the final motion to end the meeting and declared it closed. He leaned
over and looked down at me.
"Go put you clothes on Rob."
"Yes Sir." I answered, scrambling out from under the table.
It didn't take me long to get everything back on including the soggy panties. I
was just happy to be dressed again. My dick though, was still standing as
straight as it had been since the moment he made me remove my pants back on that
stage.
After I was dressed I stayed right where I was. He would tell me if he wanted
me to move. William was in a deep discussion with the member that had been
sitting next to him.
"Rob, let's go." the Master said quietly.
I followed him out of the room and down to the limo. William and Henry were
right behind us. The ride home was very quiet, not a word was spoken by anyone.
The Master looked angry. I had a feeling that he and Rich were going to have
serious words.
The limo pulled up and came to a stop in front of the mansion. William didn't
wait for Frank to open the door he got out right away and headed for the
mansion. As Frank was opening the door, the Master spoke to me.
"Rob, the project begins tomorrow. Report to Henry at normal starting time
tomorrow morning. He will show you your office and introduce you to your staff.
You did a good job today Rob, I am very proud of you." he said as he stepped
out and hurried into the mansion. For some reason, those words did not make me
feel good. I felt something was wrong. I looked at Henry.
"Am I in trouble Henry?" I asked.
"Don't think so Rob, unless you did something you shouldn't have. But from
what I saw you did a good job today. I think he is very happy with you."
Henry answered.
Mmmmmm I thought. Last time someone told me the Master was happy with what I
had done, I got punished. Well nothing I can do about it but wait and see.
"Get John to show you the way to my office in the morning, Rob. Good night."
Henry said as he climbed out and headed for the mansion.
I climbed out and slowly made my way to my apartment. I was lost in thought. I
was fairly certain I would never see Rich again. Perhaps that was for the best,
a slave cannot afford to fall in love with everyone he meets, in fact a slave
cannot afford to fall in love with anyone. He must always be prepared to serve
his Master. I was now a slave and I would serve my Master to the very best of
my ability or die trying.
I looked up into the late afternoon sky.
"Good bye, Rich, my love." I whispered.
With tears flowing down both cheeks I entered the mansion and went to my room to
have a good cry.
To be continued.
This story (c) by Rob 2001, all rights reserved.
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