Cast:
Jan, wife of the Club Trainer
My Old Buddy Kurt
His Son John
Mikey, (me) the servant trainee
Jane the guest
Jared the club “trainer”
Postscript:
It should be fun. My old high school buddy (Kurt) had really hit the jackpot; he was loaded now. I was surprised when I received his invitation and a few days of hunting with an old friend sounded great. He had a cabin in the mountains smack in the middle of a few hundred acres he owned. The weather was superb as I slowly traversed the hardscrabble single lane road up to his place. I thought back to when we were kids, Kurt had always been bigger and had been kinda my protector. I was always smaller without his preppy good looks.
We were opposites and I had always wondered what attracted us to each other. When it came time for college we had lost touch. Boy it would be nice to see him again. Little did I know that he thought of me more as a cockslave than a friend? My training Master now wanted to take me to this club of theirs; I was apprehensive but strangely excited.
My initiation into a new world happened the next week. Kurt was very happy with my new-found cocksucking skills but had to leave for a few days on business. I knew that he had readily agreed to consign me to their “Rod and Gun Club” located deep in the boonies. He had described the club in some detail as I sucked him off.
“I think you really are more of a docile, submissive sort of person than anything else. You get-off on serving others, that’s your pleasure. You’ll love the “club” because it’s strictly separated into dominants and servers. I think it won’t take you more than a day to realize that it’s what you were born to do and it’s the hottest place you’ve ever visited. I don’t want to cum now so just nurse on my prick head a little.”
Kurt continued, “you’re not too bad as a cocksucker but there is so much more for you to learn. At the Club you’ll be introduced to licking cunt and toilet duty; I think old buddy you’ll fit right in. our members also enjoy role playing and we’ve found that setting out a scene, say Master, slave gets a sub like you into the mood very fast. In any event I want you to get dressed and drive out to this address early tomorrow. Now make me cum Mikey, suck my cock.”
It seemed I was driving forever, farther and farther away from civilization until I finally came upon a rustic cabin set in the middle of a huge expanse of nothing. It was raining like hell as I ran for the cabins porch through the deluge.
There was a very tall, friendly older man there I would guess about 40 but in very good shape talking to me. “Hi son, boy you sure are wet, why don’t you come inside and dry off before you get sick.”
I was certainly eager to get dry, even under the porch roof I was dripping wet. The cabin was dry with a nice fire going in a small wood stove.
“Why don’t you get out of those wet things while I make you a cup of coffee son, just strip down.” I had often stripped in front of others in the school locker room and Kurt wanted me to be always nude so I thought nothing of it even when he sat in a rocking chair watching me. I had been told that I wouldn’t be needing many clothes so I was traveling light. The only dry clothes I had was another set of underwear. I had to admit that I really was glad as I stripped off my wet under-shorts.
When I stood up he was next to me handing over a towel and just staring at me. I finally got on my dry jockey shorts and sipped my tea. As we chatted I learned that his name was Rob and he was married to a Lady named Jan. It seems that she would be up later on in the week. Since there was a lousy road into this place he used an all-terrain vehicle to traverse the 8 something miles from the road; I wished he had told me before I banged down that hardscrabble road in my car.
My clothes were slowly drying but I was warm enough now being close to the wood stove. Rob got up and walked over to the side of my chair where there was a toilet telling me. “In a one room cabin everything is out in the open, I suppose we should have enclosed this but we never got around to it.” He zipped down the fly of his pants and whipped out the thickest cock I had ever seen. This was certainly a very big, very thick cock. I had never seen anything quite like it and could not stop starring. When the mouth of the cock head opened up the stream of piss looked like a fire hose splashing down. I was still starring when he was finished and just standing there. I realize now that he was posing, letting me get a really good look at his magnificent looking piece of meat but at the time I just didn’t think of what kind of message my constant stare was sending. My training with Jared had cured me of modesty so I just stared.
I was still in a bit of a trance when he tucked it back in and refilled my cup my last recollection was of being very sleepy. I don’t know how long I was out but as I slowly awoke I noticed it was now dark out and there were soft, dim lights on in the room. I was on the floor and Rob was in the chair in front of me. As I tried to get up I found that I had my wrists fastened behind my back and there was a short chain on my ankles.
“Oh don’t worry about the chains they are there to keep you from
kicking. That thing in your mouth is a ball gag, I know it’s uncomfortable but you’ll get used to it and it keeps you quiet while I tell you the way it is in our little three act play here. As of right now you’re my captive and you’re going to become my suck slut. Oh don’t pretend that you don’t want to, I saw the look in your eyes when you were starring at my prick. Just let yourself go and you’ll enjoy yourself. There is no one here but us and since you’re tied up there is really nothing that you can do about it anyway so you’re free. The restraints free people like you of their inhibitions; with no choice you must serve me and any enjoyment you get is completely guilt free. Now I’m going to take the gag out of your mouth and I expect you to keep quiet, think of this like it’s a training program at your old high school; completely different than your time with Jared.”
I kept quiet as he removed the ball gag from my mouth.
He said, “Your dripping, the ball gag sure makes your saliva run doesn’t it, actually anything in your mouth makes it run, eh.”
He opened his robe and snaked out his cock again, what a tool I thought!
“Get up on your knees boy so you can get a good look. With your ankles chained it will be hard for you but believe me it’ll be worth it to you” he said.
I had no choice; I had to admit that this staged little vignette was exciting to me. I struggled onto my knees ending up at eye level with his monster.
He smirked as he said, “I think it’s time for you to perform boy, whether or not you know it yet this is what you want and need.” He came closer and I could see that monster cockhead with its wide little mouth, I was mesmerized by it. I know I was again starring but I couldn’t help it. I sensed that as the star of this play I was expected to resist. He rubbed the rubbery cockhead across my lips and I panicked pulling my face back. He slapped my face hard. “Uh – Uh boy you know you want it now open your mouth before I get my riding crop out. We can make this easy or hard for you, I really don’t care, either way I’ll enjoy myself.”
It only took another slap and my mouth opened and he sat his cockhead on my tongue. I closed my mouth around it and received another slap. He reached down and grabbed a riding crop.
He was talking to me, “OK boy I guess we need to give you a little more instruction in just who’s the boss here. I want you to bend over with your face on the floor and your ass up.” I did as I was told and he moved around in back of me and I felt him rubbing my ass cheeks. He gave me 3 very hard blows with the crop and then told me to spread my legs wider, I did and he rained more blows down on my ass. I was sore and crying like a little girl when he had me get up again on my knees and open my mouth.
“Now boy here is the way I want it. I’ll tell you what to do and you do it exactly, not more, not less, just what I want.” To punctuate what he told me he reached down and again brought the riding crop on my sore, red ass. “You look pretty good with your mouth open now let me rest my cock on your tongue and you just breathe in until you get used to the man smell of a cock.” I did exactly as I was told this time and found the musty man smell almost sweet.
“OK Mikey just close your lips around the head and nurse on that cockhead; that’s right, you’ve got it just like a baby suckling on its Mother’s tit.”
The rubbery, soft cockhead filed my mouth and stretched my jaw it was so wide. “Now take some more of that meat in, suck it up boy. Ah that feels good.” He grabbed my head and slowly began feeding me more and more of his cock. My jaws were aching but surprisingly it was a good ache; I liked the scene he had set for me!
I dimly heard his words of praise, the “good boy”, “suck it harder boy” and “take that cock” spurred me on. My mouth was being raped and I really wanted to please this new, strange man. He stroked his big cock back and forth in my mouth with a slow, relentless rhythm as he commented on my having a hard-on. I suddenly sensed that his prick was swelling even larger in my mouth, he was getting ready to cum, he was going to cum in my mouth. In the play I was acting out I knew I should resist. There wasn’t much time to panic as he sighed and blasted cum into my sucking mouth. I swallowed and swallowed to keep from choking when he pulled out and sent the last blast in my face, right up into my nose and eyes. My eyes were watering and I was crying as he stuck it back in my mouth with the order to suck it clean, I nursed on it until it was clean. He closed his robe, sat down and began reading. I sat back on my haunches and caught my breath.
My new owners:
After we had rested for a bit he had me come over to his chair and curl up on my knees in front of him. He opened his robe again and was slowly stroking his cock as he talked. “That was pretty good boy, was that the first cock you sucked? “Yes it was” I lied to keep in character. “From now on you call me Sir or Master, boy you’ve just sucked me off and swallowed my cum, your mine now, got it?” he said.
“Yes Sir.” I stammered out thinking that I really did feel like a slave boy now; this play acting was fun and fit right into my long time fantasies.
He continued talking breaking me out of my thoughts.”I’ll teach you what you need to know but from now on you’re a slave and you belong to me. When I saw you looking at me I knew that you wanted to submit, well you’ll get a lot of chances to do that. If you let yourself go and only think about serving your Master you’ll learn to be a slave. It’s your nature to submit and serve. Get your face in my crotch and lick my balls while I talk to you.”
I guess I was a little slow because I received a crack on my ass with the riding crop again just as I got my face into his crotch. I began tonguing his big balls. “Use the flat of your tongue boy lick and clean your Master’s balls; lift them with your tongue, feel their weight. I see you’re hard again, I knew you’d make a good slave.”
As I licked his crotch I thought about what he was saying, was I a natural slave, was my role to be at my Master’s feet like a prized puppy, I didn’t know yet but I was still licking a man’s balls just as he had ordered me. I slurped up and down his ball sack gently lifting them with my tongue. The taste was a little musty but intoxicating. My wrists were still behind my back so I was again quite helpless to do anything but what my Master wanted; this was the first time that I thought of him as my Master. “You’re adequate as a ball licker, that’s a good thing because you’ll get a lot of practice. It’s time for you to give me another blow job now, I really like getting my cock serviced and it’s obvious that you’re now a cocksucker. Go to it my young cocksucker.”
Master Rob lifted my face from his balls and stuffed his big cock into my mouth as he said, “look me in the eye slave, I want to see your eyes as you suck my prick. There is very little that’s more satisfying than watching a slave you own, humiliating himself as your slut. I want to stuff my cock right down your throat now so take a deep breath boy.” He couldn’t mean this could he, that impossibly long, thick prick would choke me. Just then he grabbed my head and poked his cockhead into my throat opening. I was choking and writhing on his cock like a fish on a hook as he held me in place on his spike. It seemed like forever until he slowly withdrew his cock.
He said softly, “There, there now boy I know it’s tough the first time but you’ll get used to it, now breath deep kid, here it comes.” I was again choking and wriggling as he plunged into my throat.
He continued his litany in that soft, assertive voice, “I like the feeling of your throat muscles as they contract and spasm it’s kind of like a deep and talented cunt. That’s what you are you know, just a cunt with a tongue.”
He again pulled out, told me to breath and pressed it again into my throat. As this was repeated my throat became very sore but the spasms became less painful, I was getting used to this oral invasion; I could now time my breathing to his trusts! I silently thanked Jared for giving me an introduction to face-fucking; his smaller cock had at least opened my throat a little.
Master Rob started to cum again just as I was taking a breath. His cum erupted into the back of my throat. I am sure that master could feel me swallow the gooey wad before he speared me on his jetting dick again. He let two more searing spurts of cum rip straight down my throat before he pulled his cockhead to my lips. I caught the next two squirts on my tongue. He grasped his slimy cock in his hand and presented it to my panting mouth. “Milk it slave, clean it up.” I sucked and slurped on his cum coated cock until it was spotless then Master fed his fingers into my mouth to clean them up. I sucked greedily liking the taste of his cum. He was right; I was his slave and had never been hotter than I was right now.
I was gasping and panting from the shear exertion of sucking the man I now thought of as my Master off, it didn’t feel like role playing; it felt real.
It only took a touch of his hand on my head to bring me back to reality as he spoke, “From now on you need to keep your mind on the fact that I own you just like you were my dog or pony. You’ll be getting lots of practice in cocksucking, I like to cum at least 5 or 6 times a day; all the club guys take medicine to allow that. Your deep throating skills are pretty low but it’s what I want so I’m sure that you’ll improve.”
Master Rob once more directed me to his hard cock by grabbing my ears and pushing past my lips. He suddenly pulled out and slapped my face as he spoke; “look at you, my cock having it’s way with your mouth and you are loving it. Tell me you love it, tell me you love sucking my cock” he said.”
Of course I answered for in truth I was enthralled by my assigned cocksucking role, “Your cock feels so good in my mouth, I love feeling it using my mouth as you wishe. It is so powerful, so big, the cock of a real man. I love having the cock of a dominant man fucking my cocksucker mouth. I love swallowing your sticky cum when I was on my knees. You are so assertive that I feel totally helpless in front of you. I would do whatever you said, whenever you said, wherever you said.” I said.
He slapped my face again and shoved his cock back into my mouth. He must have liked what I said because he began pumping like a madman and after 30 seconds he pulled his ever larger, cock out of my mouth. I kept my mouth open and tongue out as he shot his load over my face. Some went in my mouth but most went all over my face. He rubbed his jism over my face with his still hard cock, shoving it back into my mouth to suck the last bit of cum out of. I was a cum-slut and realized that this was exactly what I wanted.
Master patted my head like I was a mongrel puppy as I licked his sticky cock clean. He finally pulled my face from his crotch as he spoke; “My wife is meeting me at the rod and gun club down by the highway. Even though you’re very new as a slave I think I’ll take you there. It’ll be a chance for you to serve with the other slaves.”
There were other slaves, how deep was I getting myself into this, I thought? I was apprehensive but oddly very anxious to get there!
I was soon on the back of Master’s ATV wrapped in a sheet with my wrists still chained behind me as he went up the hill to the rod and gun club. I was taken off of the ATV and found myself inside of a large fenced yard behind a wooden building. There were people around and I was embarrassed as Master removed my sheet leaving me naked except for my chains.
Rob was talking to his cronies standing at an outdoor bar as we walked by; “Yeah he’s real new but I think he shows a little promise, we’ll be bringing him out after we train him a bit more.”
Master Rob tied a rope to my wrist chain and led me like a prized pony into the building. Inside it was dimly lit and I could barely see as he led me through what I later found was a common area. We were soon inside of a small apartment where I met his wife, Jan. She was a slightly plump Lady with a very skimpy swim suit on.
“Jan, this is our new slave, what do you think?”
“He’s just adorable Rob; look at his stiff little prick. I’m so glad we have a male slave for a change, is he up to speed on his role here?” She asked.
Rob laughed as he said; “Oh no we’ve barely begun but I think he’s going to make up in enthusiastic effort what he lacks in skill.”
“I’m in the mood to get my cunt licked right now but I’m very involved in a slave training seminar in the commons. Put a collar on him and let’s let him take his first training course there.” Jan said.
I was a little confused as Master Rob fitted a leather collar around my neck, it had two iron rings on the outside, saying. “You know that with this collar on you’re really a slave, you should begin thinking that your slave collar is your symbol of submission.”
They hooked a leash to one of the iron rings on the collar and led me into the large, dimly lit, common room. We went to a corner with a little better lighting and I could see that there were many other slaves, both male and female with their Masters and Mistresses. In the front was a large, lush, padded chair with stirrups on the end. I was surprised when my new Mistress, Jan, climbed up into it. Master helped her into the stirrups as she opened her robe. The bottom of the table was fallen away and everyone had a perfect view of her pink, widely spread cunt. All the slaves were called to the front so they could be taught how to shave their Mistresses cunt.
A male voice said, “All right now slaves settle down, this is another class to help you to be a more valuable slave to your owners.”
He continued, “Today we’re going to show you how to keep your Mistresses cunt and ass smooth and clean shaven. We want a slave that’s a bit inexperienced to participate so if an owner could offer one I would appreciate it.”
Master Rob grabbed my leash and bought me to the front, saying.”Here Sam he’s as new as you’ve ever seen. Let me unchain his hands for you.”
It felt good to have my hands free but I didn’t have a lot of time to think about it as a large, older man said. “Ok son get on your knees in front of her and watch me.”
The instructor took some lather and spread it on the stubble covering her soft, puffy cunt lips. He then began shaving her with a straight razor but after a few strokes gave it to me. “Go ahead son just be very careful.”
I was soon gently stroking the razor across her puffy, pink, pussy lips when I was told to get to the little, short hairs on the inside of those pretty cunt lips. I gingerly pulled the lips apart as I was told and snipped the hairs off. The instructor then pressed a button and Mistresses ass was raised and I could see her ass hole.
His tone was soft as he told me; “gently spread your Mistresses ass cheeks now slave and shave off those little hairs, most men want their Ladies to have a smooth, hairless asshole; it just looks better.” I was scared as I wielded the razor around her little rosebud.
I heard the instructor in the background just then; “Now’s the best part for the slave, we’ve found that slave-saliva is the very best after-shave lotion, it’s non allergic and has no sting so go to it son. Just slobber it clean using the wide part of your tongue.”
I couldn’t believe it, I was to lick from cunt to asshole and in front of so many other people! It was horrible and wonderful ass the humiliation washed over me.
I tentatively stuck my tongue out between her ass cheeks and tasted her wrinkled little ass bud. It was musky tasting but so-so incredibly erotic to serve like this with an audience. I was hard as a rock as I cleaned her entire crotch with my tongue. With her cunt spread as wide as this I could really get deep into her. I swabbed her crotch out for what seemed like an hour but I know that it was only 10 or so minutes. When Master Rob pulled on my leash I gave her one last lick; it was certainly tasty; I was surprised at how tasty.
Master laughed at has cock slut now finding cunt-lapping fun as he said, “there’s nothing that tastes like a cunt. Just wait Mikey until you swipe your tongue into a freshly fucked cunt. You’ll love the mixture of cum and pussy juice.”
How it’s done, a view after a week:
My life in the Club revolved more and more around my submission. Jan and Rob were my owners now in all senses of the word. In most cases my wrists were cuffed to the iron rings on my collar; that allowed me to use my hands to pleasure them but I absolutely could not reach my own cock so I was always hot. Mistress Jan was very insistent on my subrogation; she never missed a chance to remind me of my status. She would take me out into the common area and have me perform like a trained pet. I began to relish this humiliating, submissive role. I soon became familiar with every inch of their bodies and what they liked. When they fucked I was what they called the “fluff” boy. It was usually quite a ritual instead of just a quick fuck.
The ritual would began with the two of them in the bathroom where my hands were free and I washed them while they relaxed in the big Roman Bath. As it had been explained in detail, my role was to excite and enhance their pleasure. It was quite a treat for my hands to be free and while they sipped wine and talked I used a soft cloth to wash them. Mistress stood and I gently unfolded her cunt lips and washed the inside lips. When Master stood I dried him with a towel finally falling to my knees in front of them. When they reclined on the couch I alternated between them sucking and licking their crotches, essentially worshipping them.
There usually came a time when the Mistress wanted me on the floor on my back. She mounted my face with her cunt and I licked her as she maneuvered onto her knees and Master pressed his cock into her pussy. If you have never had a cunt sitting on top of your mouth as its being fucked you really can’t understand just how wonderful it tastes as it heats up and the combined fuck juices flow into your waiting mouth.
It’s true, just as Master had told me; absolutely nothing tastes like cunt. The musky smell with just a hint of piss was simply
intoxicating. After some strokes Master would always pull his dripping cock out and present it to my mouth to clean. Their combined juice on his hard cock tasted better than the finest wine. After Master came of course I knelt in front of the lady and gently licked Master’s cum off of her puffy cunt lips before swabbing her inside with the flat of my tongue.
She liked to watch as my tongue took thick gobs of the sticky stuff and took it into my mouth; I actually began making a little show of this as I swished the jizm around with my eyes on hers. When she was as clean as if she just left the shower I crawled to Master and began licking the sticky, dried cum and cunt juice off of his semi-hard cock. Even though my hands were free I wasn’t allowed to touch either of them except with my tongue. Their bodies were now as familiar to me as my own.
The only continuing disappointment was that no matter how I tried I still gagged when Master chose to hold my head and fuck my mouth deep. I couldn’t help it and I was ashamed of my poor service. My training with Master Rob still hadn’t taught me how to conquer my gag reflex.
He finally told me, “You know that a good bottom-boy must be able to take a cock right down to the balls, you put a lot of energy into your cocksucking but you just haven’t yet learned the knack. We’re going away for a few days and I think that we’re going to consign you to the Club’s master-trainer while we’re away; you’re going to cocksucker school boy.”
I was soon delivered to another cottage with a warning to obey the training Master as I would my own Master and a hearty “make us proud boy.”
Trained as a cock slut, advanced training: I was in a large, dimly lit room that was dominated by a large leather chair that was positioned like a throne right in the middle. A man was perched on it with a very young girl at his feet; she looked to be about 17 or so and was dressed only in a loose loincloth. The man was about 40 with very short hair just starting to gray at the temples. He looked for all the world like a medieval monarch but I instantly knew that this was my new trainer. I was apprehensive yet excited as I entered the room and fell to my knees as I had been instructed.
He said, “Ah so you’re finally here boy, I’ve been expecting you. I know your owner has explained that you need training to improve your cocksucking skills but we’ll spend a little time on just how we’ll work together. Rob has assured me that you want to master this skill so it will a fairly friendly tutorial that I’ll be giving you. It’s not going to be easy on you but in the end you’ll be able to swallow any cock-meat you’re sucking off right down to the balls. As a slave you want to do what pleasures your owners and you know your Master wants this, you’ll learn.”
As I listened I couldn’t help noticing that the slave girl had been ever so gently motioned away and we were now alone.
He continued, “I know that you need to learn to deep throat a cock but it has been my experience that a slave must become as one with the cock he’s sucking; I know that sounds kind of Zen mixed with psychobabble but that’s the reality of it. Your bi-sexual so cocksucking is a very supreme form of submission for you. There is not much that says I submit to a man as my Master, the superior alpha male, better than being on your knees with your face in his crotch eh. For this exercise let me free your hands, ok that’s better. Open my robe and look at my cock, look very closely at your real Master. If you want to become proficient at servicing men’s cocks you’ll have to be completely familiar with his crotch.”
I was actually trembling as I looked at his prick; it was still soft and about 7 inches long and a thicker piece of manmeat than I had ever seen. The wide mushroom head was as big as a baby’s fist with a slit mouth that seemed to pulsate. I couldn’t stop staring, thinking that there was no way I could take a cock this size when it was hard, what was I to do now, what had I gotten myself into? I couldn’t help noticing that his balls were big, loose hanging and almost hairless.
He was speaking again; “A slave must try to become as familiar with his owners body as he is with his own. Look at the piss slit, that’s where your protein will come from now on. Get your face into my balls and get used to the man-smell.”
As I nuzzled his balls while he spoke, I realized that he was right, it was exciting. “OK my boy now it’s time to see just how good you are, open your mouth and I’ll lay my cock on your tongue, let you get a little feel for the cock you’re going to serve.”
With his cock just laying on my tongue, kneeling there with my mouth open I couldn’t believe the shear heft of his cockmeat, it felt like a thick German sausage. I could feel its pulses thru those big veins and smell its man-scent. There was a faint hint of piss smell. Oh, he was telling me to suck on the head, I closed my mouth and felt that purple head fill my mouth. I suckled on it like a babe on a teat. The taste wasn’t unpleasant and I felt I was doing a good job on my trainers cock even though my mouth barely stretched around the big head.
He was talking to me, “Now take as much as you can, let’s see how good you are.”
I felt the massive cock advancing inch by inch until I started
choking. “That was only 3 or so inches boy, you’ve got a lot to learn, maybe it’s time for a little demo huh.”
The training Master led me into another room and I was surprised that the little slave girl was on her knees just inside the door with her mouth open and her hands behind her back. Master just patted her on the head like she was a treasured pet saying “Well cunt I guess it’s time for a refresher course for you anyway, get up on the bench. Mikey we call this bench our cocksucker facilitator; it usually breaks down a slaves fear and inhibitions pretty quickly so they can concentrate on just pleasing their Master.”
I watched as the slave girl fairly scampered up and onto the bench. The bench was a narrow, leather-covered affair with a lot of stuff, straps and cuffs attached to it. The girl’s Master busied himself strapping her in with the leather cuffs until she couldn’t move. He then manipulated the controls until her head was positioned just in front of his crotch. I was on my knees at eye level to his gigantic, dripping cock as he told me to watch closely, watch and learn.
He slowly fed his cock into her mouth seeming to savor the feeling of power and control as he filled her warm, wet mouth hole. I was mesmerized by the utter degradation of the scene in front of me. This pretty young woman was strapped down into a completely immobile position to be used exactly as her Master wanted and she liked it. I was excited watching my close up of his massive cock disappearing thru her lips. He slowly began fucking her mouth taking deeper strokes each time he plunged in.
“I have to let her get used to my cocks size a little at a time, it’s better that way for the slut and honestly I enjoy watching her get used to being plugged all over again,” he explained.
The slow prodding stopped for a second though as I watched her eyes grow wide when he punched through to her throat canal. He left it there a bit before slowly stroking its length in and out deep into her gullet. I couldn’t believe it; this little girl was now using her throat as if it were a cunt taking her Master’s cock right to the balls, it was just extraordinary. It took a while but eventually he pulled his cock, dripping wet with saliva out of her mouth and laughed. “Look at her, she looks like a catfish, she’s still sucking after my cock is gone, now that’s
dedication. It’s your turn now boy, I hope I’m not wasting my time with you.” He quickly unfastened her and tethered the chain on her collar to a steel ring on the wall in the outer room and pushed her to the floor, ready for use whenever he wanted. It was just like a farmer would secure his livestock I thought.
Now my turn:
I remembered my last deep throat encounter with Rob just this morning and it made me shudder to recall how inadequate I was on his much smaller cock, what was I to do? I didn’t really have much time to consider that for he motioned me onto the table. This trainer was really solicitous about my comfort as he began strapping me into position, I admit that as silly as it sounds I was flattered by his concern that I be comfortable. I suppose my gratitude was similar to a dog’s reaction to being petted and given a treat. When I was properly fastened I was actually scared, here I was, helpless and unable to move. I sensed he was making adjustments to my position until I was staring directly at that massive piece of cockmeat.
He was saying, “You’re a very lucky boy that we’re alone here, I always try to break in a new cocksucker alone on a one to one basis. That way it’s more intimate and personal don’t you think? The way I’ve placed you on the cocksucker bench it’s a nice clear shot straight into your gullet. I know you’re worried now but you’ll be alright if you don’t think about anything but the cock that’s going to invade your throat. You’re helpless so there’s nothing you can do about it so I suggest that you concentrate on just pleasuring your Master’s cock; now since this is really your first time were going to make sure you don’t bite the cock that feeds you eh. Let me put this in, open your mouth nice and wide.”
Master busied himself fitting a hard-steel ring behind my teeth then I felt it expand as he twisted a key in it. Now I was really scared. “This will keep your jaw open boy, just in case you get the urge to bite down, believe me this is better than my having your teeth removed and besides you don’t want to bite your owners cock, do you.” If the purpose of this preamble from Master was to relax me, it failed miserably; I was helpless and very scared even as I knew I had a hardon.
He placed his cock on my tongue and just relaxed with it there. He slowly began moving it forward until finally it filled my mouth. With my mouth fixed open my jaws ached and I knew I had absolutely no choice or control as he talked in a nice, soft voice to me, “That’s nice slave just get used to it being deep into your mouth. You know that the average mouth is 3 to 4 inches deep and my cock is 7 inches, it will soon be right into your throat so get ready. You’re going to have to concentrate on breathing to do this but I’ll be patient while you get used to it. A lot of Master’s will just shove a dildo into their cocksucker’s mouth until eventually they tire and either relax from exhaustion, then it easily goes in. I personally like this softer, friendlier more intimate way where the cocksucker learns to accommodate his Master’s cock just because that’s what the Master wants and what the cocksucker needs.”
I heard him as he slowly fucked my mouth right up to the opening to my esophagus before withdrawing. His cock was very thick but I was beginning to get used to its warm, fullness in my mouth. With my head leaned back I could see Master’s balls advancing towards my face. I have to admit I was very hot to serve him.
He began to pull his cock out and pause for a few seconds with his cock just laying on my tongue. I was slobbering with saliva flowing out of my mouth like a faucet; I had a fleeting thought about never thinking of how wet a face-fuck could be.
He laughed as he said, “One of the side effects of having your mouth pried open is that your saliva glands are open and they flow like a river; don’t worry though I like a nice, wet suck. I’m going to push into your throat now boy so take a breath and just swallow eh.” He actually managed to sound concerned as he warned me.
I gulped in air and managed a swallow as he pushed his cock into my throat. Even though I was helpless and restrained I tried to wiggle and move as I thought I was choking. Master pulled back and silently gave me a chance to breath before advancing again past the tickling gag reflex at my throat opening. “There’s kind of a ritual to breaking in a cunt mouth you know, doing it nice and slow usually makes the cocksucker really strive to please, I know it’s uncomfortable now but soon you’ll be able to swallow the biggest cock right into your belly without a thought. Here it comes again boy.” Master said softly.
He was now warning me as the thick cockhead entered my throat. I could sense my throat muscles weakening as it again punched through. I was really slobbering now but had to admit that I was getting used to this
invader. Master began a slow, steady fucking of my mouth just randomly pushing into my throat so I didn’t know when to expect my breath to be cut off. I was no longer choking as I became aware of his balls resting on my nose with his cock stationary in my throat opening. I felt his hand on my throat as he stroked it with his cock as deep as possible; he said that he could feel his cock by my Adam’s apple.
“That’s very nice Mikey; my cock feels great plugging your mouth. Listen to yourself as you suck; that’s the “cocksucker” sounds that a Master loves. A noisy, wet suck-off proves that his cocksucker is giving his prick the respect it’s due.”
I was astounded as I became aware of just how loud the swish-swish sounds coming out of my mouth were. I hadn’t been at all aware of how noisy a blow job was. Yet another surprise for me.
Master was saying, “That’s right boy your doing good. This is really no different for me than breaking a pony you know; just be gentle yet unrelenting does it. How does it feel to have your throat muscles massaging my cock head, I think it feels great.”
He slowly pulled his cock out while stroking my throat and face telling me that he liked feeling his cock enter my throat tube. Was that all I was now, just a pet like a pony to be trained? Inside my mouth, the head slid down into the opening at the top of my throat. It wormed its way into the very top of the esophagus. He reached out to put his hands on my head and slowly pulled my face towards his groin. Nine, then all ten inches of cock disappeared from view. Now the head of the cock was well down inside my throat, pointing downwards, I’m sure my throat curve was showing a definite bulge in my neck as it worked its way down. I was gagging for breath like a man drowning.
In an odd way I was really proud that I could take this man’s cock all the way down to his balls, actually I was elated. My trainer slowly fucked my mouth and I could now breath in air on his out-strokes.
“Well boy, you did it but don’t get too cocky, pun intended, for you’ve still got a lot to learn.” Even though I couldn’t close my lips I could feel His cock was growing in my mouth and throat. I knew that he was close to cumming. He pulled out and shot his cum all over my face. With my head tilted like it was the thick stream of cum shot right up my nose causing me to again gasp and choke on it. The trainer paid no attention to my discomfort as he again fed his spent cock into my mouth telling me to clean it up.
I used my tongue to lick and suck the sticky cum off of his prick. He was gently stroking my cheeks again and commenting on how I was a natural slut boy. “You know boy sometimes people think they are slaves but their only playing. I actually think you’re prime body-slave material. As a boy slave you only have two holes to please with so you’ll have to try harder, it won’t be easy for you. You still have a lot to learn.”
He busied himself unstrapping my legs and wrists from the bench as he continued talking. My mouth was still pried open and really ached as I stood up. “No-no boy, on your knees, that’s the natural place for you and it’s a measure of your respect for me. Here let me take the teeth ring out, I bet you want that by now. In a while we’ll see how you perform without it. Myself I much more enjoy a slave using his mouth naturally to suck me off. You know that a mouth has much more control than any cunt so a talented cocksucker is a lot more fun than just plain fucking. I’m going to enjoy training your mouth-cunt. I’ve got a training aid for you; it’s just like school eh, just like cocksucker’s school.”
I was sitting on my haunches now with my hands loose behind my back as Master was putting something on my head, saying. “This is a special kind of ball gag we’ve developed to get your throat used to the steady feel of cock. You notice that the end of the rubber cock on it just touches your throat opening, you’ll get used to it’s feel tickling your gullet.”
I soon noticed that whenever I moved just right the tip of the rubber cock brushed against my throat opening; the constant urge to gag was very hard to ignore. “Don’t worry, after a while you’ll only feel natural with a cock in your mouth. Your owners will be back in a couple of days and you still have a lot to learn.” My mouth felt truly stuffed and I had the feeling that I better get used to it. At least I now knew my Master’s (Rob and his wife) were returning soon.
The end, my end! The next day my trainer continued my training in earnest. My balls were wrapped in thin leather strips and my leash was attached to the cord.
“I bet now you’ll follow me very close eh boy. We’re having a guest today so this is kinda like your debut.” He said has he removed my cock-gag. I had it in all night and had actually gotten used to it but it still felt good to have it out; it was good but strangely my mouth felt empty.
I didn’t really know what he meant by a guest then. It wasn’t very long until I was ordered to kneel in the corner, ready for our guest. I was surprised when a tall, pretty woman of about 40 showed up. After some small talk I was ordered to crawl over for an inspection. I know that I must have looked very awkward; it’s hard to move with your hands behind you. The lady seemed very interested and asked if she could inspect me. I was soon told to get on my feet. As I stood there like a docile puppy she walked around me slowly groping me and commenting like I wasn’t there. “He’s not too bad is he? How’s his service, has he been well trained?
Actually Jane he’s just begun his training but I’m encouraged so far. I don’t know how good a cunt lapper he is but I think he’s going to be a premo cocksucker. It seems that he’s naturally submissive, really getting off on the shear joy of the act of submission. If you keep the humiliation factor up I think he will do anything you want, a true slave, born as a slave.”
“Well we’ll soon see eh” she said.
I was really surprised at how different being a slave in front of a female guest I didn’t know was. She cupped my balls and gently squeezed them as she smiled at me. That made it doubly surprising when she slapped me across the face still smiling. “You’re to keep your eyes lowered unless your Master tells you different. You’re a slut pig and you have no right to look at your betters unless ordered to. Do you understand boy? She asked.
“Yes Mistress, yes I do” I answered. I noticed that the my Master-trainer just sat there smiling.
She then said, “I don’t suppose that you think you know how to serve a couple eh, well we will make sure that you learn. Understand that you’re nothing but another animal to use as far as we’re concerned, like a kitten or puppy. To us your mouth-cunt with a tongue is your best feature. You’re to keep quiet unless you’re told to talk, we’re simply not interested in any opinions you might have. As I said you keep your eyes averted and always fall to your knees with your hands behind you and your eyes lowered when a Master or Mistress approaches you. You are never to refuse a Master’s order, never.” “I see you’ve kept his wrists restrained, that’s good. Have you broken him to a phallus yet?”
“No I really haven’t had the time and I’m not experienced enough to break a suck-boy to a phallus; it would be interesting to watch you though.” “Ok then, Get him dressed and we’ll take him home to continue his training, before were done he’ll be as great a Ladies maid as he is a cocksucker. I really don’t even want to inspect him here.” I was dressed and put in the back seat and driven to a house in town, boy it felt good to be without handcuffs. I followed them into a large addition in back of the house. I was very apprehensive.
After they had availed themselves of some wine they again returned to me. “Well boy you’ll now see the difference in how a Woman trains and controls her slave. First, we must remove all your clothing. Give them to me.”
She used a key to open a small, wood-paneled locker while I sat on an ottoman and took off my shoes and socks. Afterward I stood and unbuttoned the rest of my garments, surrendering them to her until at last I wore only under shorts. “Those, too,” Mistress said, holding out her hand. Even after what I had been through in the last few days with Master a flush of embarrassment swept over me; I had been a naked cocksucker but somehow being in front of a fully clothed Lady was different.
I hesitated. “Come on boy,” she ordered. I put my thumbs inside the elastic and slid the garment down past my knees to the floor and stepped out of them. I was now totally naked in front of them. She smiled and let her eyes wander over me, then put my shorts in the locker and turned the key. I stood next to the ottoman and could tell that she was pleased with the image of my ass globes in the mirror.
She opened a drawer and found the handcuffs. “Well slave I’m going follow the tried and true training rules of our Club. I know it’s difficult but I’ll be with you, coaching you, as you learn, turn around and give me your left hand.” I hesitated and then faced the mirror. She quickly handcuffed my hands rather comfortably loose behind me, double locking the
ratchets. She turned me around, explaining in a firmer voice, “Now we want you to spread those legs. You must remember to do it this way,” she said to her partner, Master, tapping my inner thigh. She urged my feet outward on the warm carpet until my legs were spread unnaturally, stretching my thigh muscles tightly. My genitals hung free and glaringly exposed. She moved her hand over my ass globes, feeling and squeezing. This treatment made my erection grow rapidly, to her satisfaction. “And remember never to speak unless asked.”
She returned to the drawer and withdrew a white hand-towel and a small tube of clear jelly. She opened the towel and lay it on the table, put some jelly on her fingers and carefully spread it over the head of my cock, causing it to surge rigidly upward. She closed the tube and laid it on the towel. I was so ashamed yet so excited by being handled like this. “I know that you have participated in breaking a slave to the phallus.” She carried a small leather case and I wondered what it held. I saw her glance fall to my genitals as she put the case down and walked slowly around me, circling me like a cat would a trapped mouse, her eyes moving over my body from head to toe. She continued her appraisal for what seemed like several, long minutes. Finally asking my trainer, “Have you whipped him?” “No, he’s new and untrained, a beginner Jane.” So that was my new Mistresses name. “I certainly want to thank you for sharing a specimen with this much promise. Of course I will have to examine him myself.”
“Of course, “Shall we begin?”
“Oh Yes, please, let get on with it.”
“Good.” She sat down on the other ottoman. “Bring him closer.” Master took my elbow and walked me in front of Mistress Jane, my erect penis had to be at her eye level, and again she tapped the inside of my thighs with the riding crop, I spread my legs wide and nervously pulled against the handcuffs, breathing faster. “When you’re finished here,” Mistress Jane addressed me directly, “you will have become a trained, sexual slave in every respect. You will be a prize for your owner, rather than just another clumsy submissive.” She looked at Master, “Has he been sized?”
“No, but is it necessary, so soon?” “Oh yes, we must do it right away. But, first.” She idly ran her hand up my leg, beside the scrotum, my balls tightened. Her fingers played with my testicles, one by one, moving them up and down, feeling their shapes. I couldn’t help it, I emitted a small moan. Using both hands she spread my scrotum, testicles apart, and examined them. She lifted my balls and looked behind them, feeling the shaft at the base of the penis. Finally, with two fingers, she squeezed the very tip of my cock, forcing out a clear drop. “Yes he is a remarkable choice.
“It’s time for us to finish. Bring me the case, please, and if either of you have any questions as we go along, ask them.” Master set the case in front of Mistress Jane and asked, “How long must he be handcuffed?” “Only until he learns not to touch his privates without our permission. Some learn quicker than others. The training harness helps. I believe this will do.”
She chose a phallus from the case. It was a magnificent rubber dildo smooth and veined like a real cock, with a ring attached to the base. “Bend him over the ottoman and bring me the jelly,” she said as my eyes widened.
I was soon positioned with my legs spread, but my head down on the ottoman and my buttocks raised sharply. I was quite conscious that my balls were hanging down in full view of my Master and Mistress Jane. I could not see, but only feel what they were doing to me. Mistress Jane squeezed some jelly onto the tip of the cock like phallus. “Now just stand beside him and turn his feet inward on the floor as much as possible then use both hands to spread his ass cheeks.”
Master complied and I felt his hands on my ass globes, pulling them apart and exposing my asshole. My hole was now fully open and exposed. “But why do you turn his toes inward, Jane?”
“It prevents him from pressing his buttocks together to resist the training cock. Now watch carefully.” The jellied tip of the cock-phallus felt slippery to me as it touched the mouth of my ass hole.
“When you do this, tease the sphincter with the cock-instrument as I am doing. It teaches his ass to grasp the tip and makes penetration
easier. You might also pull slightly on his scrotum, like this. It’s essential that this be done slowly and gently so he can absorb the full measure of his humiliation and also learn to crave cock.” She took my scrotum, above the testicles, and pulled gently down in a milking motion. Again I couldn’t help it and moaned loudly.
“This milking action relaxes the males and helps them learn to take a cock. Now feel his cock. Is it very hard?”
Master reached underneath my stomach and felt my penis. It was bone-hard. Another loud moan escaped my lips. Mistress Jane spread my cheeks again. “If you looked at the end of his cock it would be red and flared,” Mistress Jane continued, still teasing my ass hole with the cockhead of the phallus. “Relax and breath through your mouth, slave.”
How could I relax!!!! I thought.
“Now when you push it in do it slowly, backing out slightly, then in again, moving the shaft downward, this way,” she demonstrated, as the tip disappeared into my ass and the shaft followed. I felt like I was hyper-ventilating taking deep breaths and gasping out air. She pushed it in to the ring. “See how the sphincter widens easily around the shaft? He is taking it well and this is just the right size training cock. We won’t have to find another size until he becomes used to this one.”
Only the base of the phallus, and the attached ring, was visible. I was still panting in short breaths, with my hips moving slightly, causing the ring to Rob up and down a few inches.
“Yes, I see, Jane. May I try it once?” “Of course, remove it slowly, take your time, and you may do it again.” Master took hold of the ring and carefully withdrew the cock-phallus, pausing slightly as the head passed through my anal opening and my cheeks quivered violently.
“Before you put in back in, straighten him up and check his cock, this is a good way to find out if a submissive is just playacting or is a true slave.”
Master took my elbow and guided me to a standing position. My cock jutted straight out, pointing slightly upward. “Ha-ha just look at that cock, he likes this treatment just as I thought.”
“That’s why you do this slowly and deliberately so he understands just what a slut he is. Now bend him over again.”
Once more I was forced, head down, over the ottoman and my legs spread apart, feet turned awkwardly in. Mistress Jane applied more jelly to the cock-phallus and Master again parted my ass-cheeks. “That’s right, Tease the lips of his anus with the tip. Let the asshole nibble and learn to reach for it like a trained horse takes the bit.” And indeed as the tip of the cock-phallus touched my asshole I could feel that the anal opening flex and nibble like Mistress Jane had said. After a moment with Master’s fingers grasping the base he easily slid the shaft fully in provoking yet another desperate gasp from me. “In time he will get used to the cock-phallus. There is an alternate method of insertion that slave will now show you, however.”
Mistress Jane slowly removed the instrument. My buttocks quivered and flexed as the shaft withdrew and I moaned again as the large phallic cockhead passed through my ass opening.
“If you position the phallus below the anus you can force him to squat on it, thereby inserting it himself.” She held the shaft upright, beneath my asshole, and then, grasping the top of my scrotum between her thumb and forefinger, she pulled firmly down, obliging me to squat onto the cock-phallus.
Again, it slid easily in up to the ring. She released her grip on my ball sack and I was grateful for that. “I think a training harness will do for now, and a leash. Then we can take a walk to observe his motion.” “Do you think he should be gagged?” “I don’t know.” Another long moan escaped from my mouth.
“Perhaps it would be best since he has never been force-fucked before.”
“I agree.” Master said. She laced a ball gag around my lips and locked it in place. Mistress Jane then opened a drawer in the small table and removed a black leather harness composed of a belt and two thin straps, attached with buckles. She fastened the belt around my waist and turned it so the buckle was under my navel. The other two straps hung down together from the small of my back and fell between the cheeks of my ass sliding through the ring on the cock-phallus, spreading to each side of my scrotum where she attached them to the belt near my hips. “Now stand him up and we’ll collar him.”
Master then stood me upright and I guess I jumped slightly shaking my harness. “See him prance? It’s their way of fighting and testing the cock-phallus. They all do it for awhile, until they learn that bucking the cock is useless. The cock-phallus always wins.
” Mistress Jane then took a small leather collar no bigger than the circle of a thumb and forefinger, with a small ring set in the leather opposite the buckle, and sat herself on the ottoman. “Bring him here now facing me.”
I was placed in front of her with my legs spread. I was breathing heavily and tensing my buttocks until Mistress Jane stroked the inside of my leg, saying “Easy boy. Easy now.” I was after all bigger and stronger than her, but she was certainly in control. She skillfully lifted my balls and slipped the collar behind and around both my scrotum and the base of my penis, positioning the small ring at the front, on top of the collar. As she tightened the collar I again groaned, panting noisily into the gag.
“Oh! Is he all right?” asked Master.”
“Oh yes, don’t be alarmed. New slaves often react strongly to the harness..
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