When I met my Master

“On your knees BOY!!!” shouted the master as he pulled out his 11”cock and rubbed it teasingly in front of BOYs face.
“YES SIR” replied BOY. Then with a whack around BOYs face from the monster cock, the Master shouted “ONLY TALK WHEN I SAY SO!!”
BOY knew he had done wrong but being punished by The Master really got his groin burning in anticipation of things to come.

My name is not important, but this is the story of my first time with The Master......so let’s see what happened.

I met The Master in a bar located Birmingham, England. Not your normal, run of the mill bar but the type of bar definitely suited to The Master. I had just moved up from London and was checking out the scene. I was looking good with my freshly cropped hair, white Fred Perry T-shirt and my brand new bleachers. To top the look of, I had my red braces and polished cherries. I felt good and by the stares of the guys in the bar, I was looking fucking good.
So, I was standing at the bar, when this 6’2 toned guy walked up to me and told me to get my jacket as I was going home with him. I was scared, but something stirred inside me which made me go with this horny stranger.

I followed him out of the bar and followed him down the road. He was walking faster than me but I soon caught up with him. In the street light, I could see his rough but striking features, but it was his eyes that entranced me. They shone with power and intensity. He didn’t say a word till we got to his place when after shutting the door behind me he turned around and said in his deep Birmingham accent “I am your Master; you call me SIR and speak when told too. Now on your knees BOY!!!”
I was stuck to the spot, fear running through my veins but something snapped inside me and I was turned on. I was looking at this man who just radiated dominance telling me that I was now his.

“ON YOUR KNEES BOY!!!” he shouted again as I dropped to the floor but it was too late, he was unzipping his trousers and I felt a whack across my face as he hit me with his 11” cock with such a force I fell back. “YES SIR” replied BOY. Then with another whack around BOYs face from the monster cock, the Master shouted “ONLY TALK WHEN I SAY SO!!”

I laid there on the bare wooden floor as SIR towered over me. He raised his right foot and pushed my head down with it. “I am your Master; you address me when I say. You do as I say. You take what I give. No questions. Your mine!!”
I didn’t know what to do, what could I do? I gently raised my head as he lifted his foot off it and all I could see was my new Master stripping out of his gear and putting on clothing made out of leather. I couldn’t make out exactly what he was putting on but I knew that I would find out soon enough. The smell of the leather wafted under my nose and I felt a stirring in my underwear. I looked around my new surroundings to see what I could make out, when all of a sudden, another whack round the head but this time from his hand. All I could see was stars and the tingling in my ears. I felt SIR grab me by my arm and drag me along the floor into a room of to the right. When my hearing and sight corrected, I could see in front of me something that scared the life out of me.

To one side of the black room lit by a small red light was what looked like a dentist’s chair but with stirrups. Alongside that against the wall was a massive cabinet filled with every size of dildo, butt plug and things I didn’t recognize. As my eyes followed the room around, I then saw it....The Sling. That’s when I lost all control of my bladder and pissed myself.
“HA HA” bellowed SIR. “Nice to see a reaction to my toy room”

He dragged me over to the dentist chair and ordered me to sit myself in. That was when I saw what my Master was wearing. He had these boots that were shiny like glass, black leather chaps that allowed his massive cock to just hang their framed by smooth big balls. On his torso was a half body harness that showed off his thick toned arms and chest. “Oh Fuck!!” I thought to myself.

“Right Boy, let’s get you out of those clothes” and I felt hands all over my body. What I didn’t realise was that hiding behind the sling were 2 more guys. I looked around at them and realised that they were naked too just with a collar and restraints on arms. No sooner had I finished checking them out then I realised that I was naked. Sir walked over to me and placed restraints on both wrists and ankles followed by a collar. He then raised my legs up and attached my legs to stirrups and locked me in place. The other 2 guys, who I later found out, are also property of my Master grabbed an arm each and again locked me into place to the steel arm rests. I then felt Sir behind me as he attached a lock to the d-ring on my collar to something behind my neck. That was it; I was well and truly locked down.
“Right Boy, let’s get to work”
“Get them up Boy” I heard Master state to the other Boys as I heard a small clanking sound and felt the dentist chair rise up and stirrups start spreading and also elevating, higher and higher until my arse was in full view of SIR. I felt a tingle as I realised that Sir was lubricating my arse with something. Within about 1 minute, all I could feel was this heat gradually getting hotter around my mancunt.
“That’s it Boy, let it work its magic” came from the deep voice of Sir. “This will ensure that you take whatever I give you without passing out, ensuring that you feel everything that I do to you”

I heard running water and tried to see where it was coming from but could not move my head due to the restraint I was in. All I could see was Sir, standing there with that air of dominance surrounding him. I was still very scared but pleasure was starting to show its head. In my peripheral vision, I saw one of the other Boys with tubing and buckets. “Oh Fuck!!” I thought, “He is going to give me an enema” That was when I felt another tingle in my arse as Sir stood there, fingering my hole to get the tube in.
Now, I don’t get fucked that often so when I saw Sir working at my ring with his fingers, I closed my eyes and just let him get on with it. I mean, what else could I do? I then felt this warmness in my stomach and realised that the water was going in. God, how it started to hurt. Not with heat, but the pressure, there in my bladder. I couldn’t release it as the tube was still in me, and I knew that if I did before Sir told me, I would have been given a beating.

*** CHAPTER II

“Had I dreamt everything?” I asked myself, I then rolled over and fuck did I ache all over.
Well it certainly felt real at that moment in time as I looked down and saw the wrist restraints followed by what looked like a medieval torture device. I then realised that my new Master had ensured that I am deprived of the pleasure of touching myself by installing a chastity device on my cock. Along with this was a strap of leather around my hips attached to it was what I can only call a butt plug that SIR had placed up my arse. The buckle of the leather strap was padlocked shut so I was well and truly buggered. Not only was I unable to touch my cock, but every time I moved, I felt the butt plug deep inside me.

“So, my new boy is awake” I looked around and could see the deep intensity of SIRs eyes peering at me through an open slat on what turned out to be the door to my “cell”
“You ready for more BOY” That wasn’t a question, but definitely a statement from SIR I thought to myself as the door opened and there he was 6ft 2inches of pure muscle dressed in glass shiny boots, leather chaps, bare torso and black leather gloves. I could see a glowing cigar in his right hand but wasn’t quick enough to dodge it as it comes towards me and SIR forced the red hot end into my chest.

I fell to my knees in agony but something inside me told me to keep quiet. What happened last night to turn me into this subservient piece of meat?
As I lay there on the cold cement floor, things started to appear in my mind. Things that happened last night.........OH MY GOD!!!!!

My flashbacks started with the enema. I remember SIR smearing my arse with a lubricant that started to get hot like Vicks Vapour Rub, my ring stinging as the heat intensifies and any feeling other then the heat just disappearing. Then with my arse in the air, I was force fed a tube going deep inside me ending with warm water being pumped into my bladder. The agony and pressure was unbearable, but I knew I couldn’t force the water out as SIR was there, looking at me with a sadistic pleasure in his smile.
“That’s it BOY, let’s get you flushed out so you can benefit from everything else that is shoved up your mancunt” SIR said with an air of domination and power.

“BOYs, get here” SIR bellowed to his other slaves and they came running and knelt at SIRs feet. They looked at SIR as he ordered one to remove the tubing from the enema and the other to kneel at my arse that was still on show due to the restraints and stirrups.
“OK Newbie, this will show you what I expect from my BOYs” shouted SIR then he reached for the BOY kneeling by me, grabbed him around the neck and forced the BOYs face nearer to my arse. “Right then, release the water” SIR said and without any hesitation, I relaxed and let rip with the water from my bladder. God, it felt good then realised that my waste was going all over one of the BOYs. I tensed up to stop the flow but then I got a whack from the back of SIRs hand around my face as he bellowed “LET IT GO” So I relaxed as much as I could to release the rest of the water over the BOY.

I lay there, still restrained looking at SIR to see what would happen next.
I am usually 100% Top and have given some guys a good seeing too. The treatment ranged from vanilla fucking to full on deprivation and total domination. Having one or both fists deep in a guys arse is a major trip. The power you have over the guy is a massive mind fuck. Now, I am on the receiving end of that power. Am I enjoying it?? Fuck yeah!!! But I don’t know it yet.

After releasing the water over the other BOY, I felt a surge of relief rush over my body and the pain in my bladder subside. The BOY near my arse was still kneeling there, eyes open but with a dead look behind them. Had he been beaten into submission or is this his way of dealing with everything? I was to find out at a later date.

My Master stood there, looking at me with this smirk over his face. It was the kind of smirk you give when you know you have the control or power of a situation and he certainly had that. “BOY, get off your knees and get the gas mask with attachment for the poppers” and without a word or sense of recognition, the BOY got off his knees and walked over to a cupboard that I could see just to my right. Still being restrained at the neck, I couldn’t see much but what I did see scared the shit out of me. The BOY reached for the Gas Mask, closed the cupboard door and walked towards SIR.

SIR pointed to the floor and the BOY knelt in front of SIR and handed SIR the mask like a servant to a Deity. SIR reached over to a table, picked up a bottle of popper, unscrewed both the top and an attachment to the gas mask. He poured hefty amount of poppers into the lid of the attachment and replaced the lid. He took a good snort of poppers himself and let out a very big laugh whilst staring at me. “What the fuck was going to happen now?” I asked myself.
“BOY, place this on newbie’s head” The 2nd BOY came over to SIR, retrieved the mask and walked towards me. Again, no expressions on his face at all, just the deadness in the eyes. The BOY reached me, placed the mask on my head and that was it, all I could smell was poppers and that mad head rush started straight away.

All I could do was strain to see what was going to happen to me next. I could see SIR, he walked towards me, pulling his gloves tighter over his hands and then clicking his knuckles like he was getting ready for a fight. Finally reaching me and standing between my spread legs, he wiped his mouth with the back of the glove, lit another cigar and in one motion I felt the rock hard force of his 11inch cock drive deep into my mancunt. No warning or indication of what was to come; he just impaled me fast and hard with his weapon of pure hard granite.
My guts certainly felt the full force of SIRs cock driving deep into me. I screamed but having the gas mask on dulled it out that I would have been surprised if SIR had heard it. With that thought still in my head, I heard my SIR let out a very loud laugh “HA HA HA HA” it seemed to go on for ages, a sadistic, cold laugh. “Welcome to my world BOY” SIR shouted.

I couldn’t feel where SIRs cock had entered me due to the earlier application of the lube for the enema, but god I could feel it hitting me inside. The pain was so intense I thought that I might have passed out, but now I know why I had the mask with the poppers poured in it. My head was fucked!!!!

Through the tears in my eyes, I looked at SIR who was rocking back and forth as he ploughed the whole length of his cock into me. Still smoking that cigar and with a smile on his face he was certainly making sure that I felt every inch.
When I first saw his cock, I was in awe of the size and I suppose jealous because I was nowhere near his size. I was 8inches long and 4inches girth and had been told that I certainly know how to use it. With his 11x6in of pure uncut muscle with that lovely vein running along the full length and nice cherry red helmet poking from under his foreskin, I was in awe. Even his shaved balls looked like they had been carved out of stone. Perfectly formed and framing his manhood very well. I knew that when that thing was hard, it would cause some serious damage, I just didn’t realise that the damage would be my arse.

“Lower the chair slightly BOY!” I heard SIR shout and noticed that the chair I was strapped into was lowering. Slowly but surely. “Had he had enough?” I asked myself. I soon got the answer to that question as I felt a new sensation in my arse.
SIR was still ploughing me with his granite cock but with the chair lowering, it had changed the angel of entry slightly and now his 11incher was driving deeper than ever. With each stroke, SIR’s cock was reaching a spot that had only been met once before. SIR was pounding away and not realising that he was gradually arousing me by hitting my G-Spot. As the bulbous head of his gorgeous cock went deeper, it was stroking my prostate gland giving me a sensation that I have not felt for ages. “So, newbie is enjoying it, I see” shouted my Master. I lifted my head as much as I could and saw that my cock had got hard from the pounding SIR was giving me.

“BOY, remove the mask” SIR shouted to one of the BOYs and with a wink of an eye, the mask was removed and as the smell of poppers reduced, a new smell was entering my nostrils. It was the smell of sex. Not just any sex, but dirty Man on Man sex. The kind you smell for days after a bloody good session of cum, piss, sweat, poppers and everything else that comes with it and of course a good hard fucking.
As my eyes adjusted to the new light, I could see SIR just staring at me. His cock still deep in me and sweat glistening on his toned torso. I was tracing a drip running off his neck, down his chest and over his stomach till I lost sight of it due to me noticing my cock dripping precum by the gallon as SIR massaged my prostate with his cock.

“BOY, come and look after this” said SIR and one of the BOYs came running over, lent over me and rested his head on my stomach facing his Master. I then felt the hotness of his mouth as he engulfed my cock and gobbled every inch till I felt it touch the back of his throat, and there he stayed gently sucking on my precum. I was in heaven, but it wasn’t going to last for long. I was just laying there, eyes closed and enjoying the moment when all of a sudden, I felt a searing pain on my balls. I screamed in pain with my body shaking violently and looked down to SIR. BOY was still there, sucking on my cock, SIR was still fucking me but I saw his hand with the cigar in it rise from between my legs. Cocking myself on the neck restraint, I called out “You bastard!!! What did you that for??””
SIR looked at me, told BOY to move and with a quick swipe of his other hand, he gave my cock an almighty whack. Again, I screamed in pain and asked SIR the same question.

“I HAVE TOLD YOU NEVER TO TALK TO ME UNLESS I SAY SO!!!” Bellowed my Master. “YOUR BODY IS MINE AND I WILL DO WHAT I WANT WITH IT”
“Newbie, you need to learn something and learn it quick if you do not want to feel the force of my hand again”
“You are here to pleasure me, not Vice versa. When I was hitting your G-Spot, that was leading you into a false sense of security. Your pain is my pleasure. You are here for me to degrade, deprive, abuse and most of all, to keep. How long are you going to take to realise that and finally handover your mind, body and soul to me??”

THIS WAS MY FIRST LESSON WITH MY MASTER, WHAT THE FUCK IS NUMBER 2??