Chapter 6
I couldn't believe what was happening. The Master had just told me that he
considered me to be a faggot and that he was going to put me into faggot
training. This couldn't be real.
I had gone to the store to get a few things I needed and should now be at home,
reading, watching TV or maybe even sleeping. Not kneeling naked in front of
this man, I only know as the Master, his young son William and his butler Henry.
Things like this don't happen in real life, I must be having one doozy of a
nightmare.
"Now Pussyboy", the Master said. "There is no time like the present to begin
your training and besides I think William will find it very amusing. So I want
you to crawl over to Henry and using just your mouth and teeth, remove his jock
then give his cock a really great blowjob. If you don't do a good job I will
add 30 lashes to the 30 you already have coming. So let's see how good a faggot
you really are".
I was stunned. Not only was he going to force me to suck Henry's cock he was
going to force the indignity of stripping off Henry's jock with my mouth. Tears
again formed in my eyes and blurred my vision as I slowly crawled on my knees
towards the smiling Henry.
As I got closer I could see that Henry had already started to rise inside that
leather pouch that he wore. Henry's smile only made me feel worse so I looked
down at his feet as I made my way closer.
Finally I was there. Henry's manhood was throbbing under the pouch and I was
going to have to remove that pouch with my mouth. But how? I couldn't see any
way to undo it. I looked up the straps to where they joined the belt around his
waist but there were no ties or fasteners. I looked close at the top of the
pouch where the straps were attached but again no way to undo them, and Henry's
cock was throbbing even more.
Then the Master said, "Henry turn around and bend over, let the Pussyboy pig
see were the buckle for the jock is located".
Henry obligingly turned around and bent over. He spread his legs and grabbed
his ankles. There smack dab over top of his asshole was the buckle that undid
the pouch. To get it undone I would have to practically put my mouth and lips
on Henry's asshole. I wanted to die right then and there. How much more
degradation could one man take.
"Come on Pussyboy, get that fucking mouth up there and undo the strap". the
Master ordered.
Slowly I pushed my mouth forward, towards the buckle. If you have never tried
to undo a buckle with just your lips and teeth you could not possibly know how
difficult it is, especially when that buckle is resting against another man's
asshole. Although there is a strong musk scent, the smell is not really all
that unpleasant but it was not something I wanted to have in my mouth.
Try as I would there was no way to get that buckle undone without my lips and
tongue touching Henry's hole. All the while Henry kept moaning in pleasure.
Finally I managed to get the buckle undone. Henry started to stand up but the
Masters voice halted him.
"Hold on Henry. Did you like the feel of the Pussyboy pigs tongue on your
rosebud?" he asked.
"Yes sir, it felt divine", Henry replied.
"Well then I think Pussyboy pig should give your ass a good rimming. Did you
hear that Pussyboy pig, get that tongue busy and give Henry's asshole a real
good licking. Make sure that tongue goes right up inside his hole". he
commanded.
Unable to do anything else I complied. I licked that hole all around the
outside and worked my way closer and closer to the centre of the opening. The
feeling of Henry's rosebud against my tongue was actually quite pleasant. It
was so soft and smooth.
I couldn't put off the inevitable any longer and started to push my tongue up
Henry's ass. I got a bit of an unpleasant taste right away, but that taste was
much better than 30 more lashes from that terrible whip.
"That's the way, Pussyboy", I heard young William say. "Fuck Henry's asshole
with your tongue. Let's see it going in and out, in and out. Make sure you get
it in real deep. Henry will tell us if you don't".
I don't think Henry was even listening to the little prick. He was moaning and
twitching and forcing his ass back against my face, as my tongue worked it's way
in and out of his hole. After a while I actually began to enjoy what I was
doing and my cock had risen and was throbbing. All kinds of emotions were
running through my head. Maybe the Master was right, was I really a faggot?
Finally Henry couldn't take anymore. He wanted his cock in my mouth so he stood
up and turned around.
"Suck it, Pussyboy", he commanded.
By now I was so turned on that I really didn't give a damn, so I took Henry's
6.5 uncut joy stick in my mouth and sucked it for all I was worth. Never having
had a cock in my mouth before I was unsure exactly what to do. I didn't even
have the experience of having had my own meat sucked. I must have been doing
ok, because Henry just kept on moaning and trying to force that stick down my
throat.
I was amazed at how wonderfully smooth and velvety Henry's cock was. I really
enjoyed the feeling of it against my lips and tongue. There really is nothing
else that can even remotely compare to it. And then there was the taste, just a
little salty but not overly so. Actually I must admit that I really liked the
taste, how could I have ever imagined that a cock would taste bad.
Every once in a while I would get a bit of a taste explosion as Henry would let
off a dribble of precum. I found myself looking forward to each dribble.
By now I was really getting into it. My own need was becoming great, I slowly
moved my hand up and grasped my cock and began a slow slide back and forth along
the shaft. Sensations of pure pleasure were coursing all through my body.
Every nerve end seemed to be on fire. I had never had a sexual experience like
this before and I loved it.
So far I only had the head and a bit of the shaft in my stretched mouth, and I
wanted more. I wanted to feel it in my throat, no that's not true, I needed to
feel it deep in my throat. An overpowering lust to suck that thing as deep into
my throat as it would go.
So I began pushing it in deeper. When it got to the back of my throat I began
to gag. I pulled back slightly, waited a second and then pushed forward again,
slower this time. When I began to feel the gag reflex coming on I would stop,
wait for it to settle then push forward again. Then suddenly I realized that I
had the whole of Henry's cock down my throat. My nose was nuzzled into Henry's
pubic hair. I then began to fuck my face with Henry's cock.
Henry was moaning and trying to face fuck me. His hips moving in rhythm with my
mouth. My hand on my cock moving at the same rhythm, it was heaven. All the
pain, the humiliation, the degradation, it had been worth it for this wonderful
moment in time. I twisted my head and my eyes met the eyes of the Master. Deep
inside I felt my very first spark of love for this man that had done so much too
me in so short a period.
I don't know how I knew but suddenly I could feel that Henry was about to cum.
My hand picked up the pace on my cock, I wanted to cum at the same time. Then
it began. Henry's cock was all the way down my throat when he shot his first
load. I could feel the hot love juice scald the walls of my throat and at the
same moment I began to spew my load.
I pulled my face back and the bitter sweet taste of cum filled my mouth. Henry
was pumping his cum into my face faster than I could swallow. My mouth filled
and started to overflow, out the sides and down over my chin. I could feel his
hot seed dripping and running down my chest.
Finally we were both spent. I fell back onto the floor and lay there in a haze
of pure ecstasy. I don't know nor did I care at that particular moment what
Henry was doing. I was just enjoying the after glow of my first sexual release
with another human being.
The Master let me lay there for a while and enjoy the feelings that he must have
known were racing through my body. But all good things must come to an end and
the Master spoke.
"Well Pussyboy, I don't think there is any doubt now that you are a faggot. You
enjoyed that didn't you?"
I looked up at him with grateful, loving eyes and responded with, "Yes Master,
very much, thank you sir".
"Don't thank me yet Pussyboy, your training is only just beginning. Just wait
until Henry fucks your ass".
Oh no, I thought he's going to get to fuck my asshole. This just gets crazier
and crazier.
"Now you have gone and made another mess all over the floor, so get your fucking
mouth down there and clean it up". he commanded.
"Yes sir", I said and without hesitation I was on the floor licking up the cum I
had squirted all over. This time I got to taste my own cum without it being
mixed with piss. It also was bitter sweet, I think much more on the sweet side
then Henry's was.
When I had it all cleaned up I sat back up on my knees waiting for the Masters
next order.
"Now Pussyboy, I hope you realize that I am going to have to increase your
punishment by 5 lashes". he stated.
I just looked at him dumfounded. What the fuck did I do to deserve that, I
wondered? Well I didn't have to wonder for long.
"I did not give you permission to wank your dick. You were supposed to give
Henry a blowjob and that was all. You must learn Pussyboy, that you are a
slave, your life is now controlled and you never do anything without
permission. I really have no choice but to add on to your punishment, it is
for your own good. The sooner you learn your place in this new world, the
happier you will be".
Shit, one minute I'm loving the guy the next I'm hating him. How can he do
these things. First let me feel fantastic and then scare the shit out of me.
So now I was going to have to submit to 35 lashes with that whip. I just didn't
think that I would be able to survive it.
"It will be soon time for dinner, Pussyboy. Your training will continue after
dinner. Climb up on the table".
I guess I must be learning because no sooner had the words left his mouth than I
was up on the table. He came over to me, reached under the table and brought up
a chain which he fastened and locked to my collar.
"Get some rest, Pussyboy", he said sadly, "you won't be able to get much after
your punishment tonight".
With that he and William turned and left the room. I was all alone with the joy
of my first sexual encounter still making me feel elated, but also the stirring
of fear from his parting words. I was extremely tired so I closed my eyes and
soon drifted off into a deep, but troubled sleep.
To be continued.
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