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BECOMING A MASTER 03
(MM, Anal, Oral, Sweat, WS, Scat, Snot, Cum, Rough,
SM, CBT, & MORE)
Homer Rios
writerbear2000@yahoo.com
Sunday, April 17, 2005

Copyright (c) 2005 to Homer Rios and WRITER BEAR
CORPORATION

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twenty-one (21) (or eighteen (18)) years of age
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of nature are offensive to you and your community.

I WANT TO HEAR FROM YOU!  CUM ON GUYS, let me know
what you are thinking.  Do you like the story? Hate
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CATCHING UP

We "played" together every week for about three
months, with our relationship becoming solidly intact.
 I on my part started to see this Master on-line that
was tutoring me through the dos and don'ts of being a
Master.  I was learning a lot about how to brainwash
him, and to get him to bend to my wishes.  

I was also learning from the slave too.  Greg (the
slave) was actually needed to remember he was a slave
the beginning of each weekend.  I have caught him
during the weeks not keeping his chain on all of the
time, and that he was allowing his appearance to go. 
I would (as my mentor said) remind him through a
series of punishments, but it seemed to me that these
lessons were not helping him one bit.

In order to make sure he was doing what he was suppose
to do I would drive across town to his IN and OUT that
he worked in (he gave me his schedule) unannounced and
would catch him without a clean face, that he allowed
hair to grow on his body, or he wasn't wearing his
collar.  That Friday I would punish him and he would
do it again.

I agreed with him that I wasn't going to do any
tattooing, branding, or piercings, but my on-line
Master-mentor said that he needed a firmer reminder
that he belonged to me and should not be allowed to
get away with this sort of insubordination.  He and I
got together on a Monday and set out a plan that would
make sure he would remember in the future.  

I implemented our plan on the Friday we met.  He came
over, striped and got into the parade rest.  He
allowed his hair to grow back over his groin, and
underarms, but I noticed he left his head shaved.  

"Follow me."  I ordered.

I was angry not knowing why this bitch was so
interested in playing, but will not follow simple
directions.  I ordered him on the bench and tied him
down, spread eagle.  

I straddle his chest and began asking him questions,
yelling at him to the point where there was actually
spit flying from my mouth and hitting him in the face.
 I was glad that my outburst made him nervous. 
"Good."  I thought to myself.

"Why the fuck didn't you shave your body?"

"I am sorry SIR I have been extremely busy."  He said.

I screamed.  "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU BOY? 
YOU CANNOT EVEN GET THIS FUCKING RIGHT?"

"Yes Sir, I am sorry sir."  I noticed that he was
being sarcastic.

"Okay Charlie, come in." 

Charlie was a guy that the on-line Master told me
about that marks the slaves with a wide variety of
methods.  Charlie stood about 6'02", and weighed 230
pounds of pure muscle.  It should also be said that
Charlie is a scary black man, that scared the hell out
of me when I first met him, but after getting to know
him, I knew he was a nice guy unless you pissed him
off.  We (the Master and I) chose to have his right
ear pierced, as well as, both nipples pierced.  

"Okay here is what's going to happen.  Charlie here
will be piercing your right ear and both of your
nipples.  He's going to then weld them together so you
cannot remove them."  I told him as I saw the slave's
eyes widen with fear.

"I am sorry sir, but I cannot do all of the things you
are asking me to do.  I just wanted what we discussed
that night."  He started cry.

Charlie finished setting things up, and said in his
deep bass voice, "Shut your fucking wining kid, I read
everything that you wrote to your Master and you
fucking wanted to be a slave."

He grabbed the slave's right ear and shot his ear with
the piercing gun, and quickly made work of the small
soldering iron.  He repeated the procedure with each
nipple making sure to man handle the slave.  The slave
was crying throughout this whole process, balling like
a little baby.

I felt sad for him, but thought that this is what he
wanted and he wasn't obeying it.  I am playing this
game for real and he thought he could come and go as
he pleased.  If this wasn't what he wanted I have
given him countless outs before and he always came
back.  

I thanked Charlie and paid him, but before the
menacing black man left, he turned to the slave:
"Don't try cutting them off either the metal is tough
enough to withstand any bolt cutter.  Unless you want
to yank them out?"

"Now boy I have to say that I am totally disappointed
in you.  I cannot understand your blatant disregard
for me."  I said untying him and making him sit on the
bench.

I continued: "Now if you want to continue fine we
will, but you will be punished for disobeying me.  If
you don't want to continue get dressed and get the
fuck out of here and do NOT come back."

He was still crying, but he didn't leave.  "I am not
fucking around with you Greg, if you want this stay
and follow my orders, if you don't want this leave."

"This is what I want SIR."  He said sniffling again.

"I really don't think this is what you want, otherwise
you would be behaving to the rules."  I said.

"Yes SIR, this is what I want."

"Just don't fucking waist my time boy."  I told him,
and continued, "What is it that you want?"

"I want to be your slave SIR."

"BULLSHIT!"  I yelled at him.

"Y-Yes SIR, I do, but I don't want to be NOT in
control."  He said.

"What the fuck do you think a slave is then boy?"  I
asked.

"Exactly what I have been doing, but I want more say
in what is going to happen to me."  He said being
honest for maybe the first time.

"Have I NOT asked you what you wanted before each
session?  Have I NOT given you codes to stop this
whole thing?"  I asked him.

"Y-Yes SIR.  It's just that I have been punished for
nothing."

"NOTHING!  NOTHING!  You fucking piece of shit, you
realize that you were punished for NOT following THE
FUCKING ORDERS!"  I informed him.

"Y-Y-Yes SIR, but I don't like your orders."

"What don't you like?"

"Why can't I have a mustache and goatee?  Why do I
have to have my body shaved at all times?  Why do I
have to have that chain and lock on at all times?"  He
asked.

"Question one: I am willing to let you have the
mustache and goatee.  Question two:  Because I don't
like the hairy look on my slaves.  Question three: 
Because you are my slave and you need to know I am
your Master at all times.  Any other questions?"  I
finished.

"N-No sir."

"Then go home, I do not believe you are interested in
anything I have to offer and you are wasting my time."
 I pointed to the doorway to my room.

He started to cry again, a hysterical cry.  "I want to
serve you but I want to only on weekends."

"Then how is society going to know you are my slave if
they see you like this?  What if another Master saw
you looking like this?  What do you think they thought
of me?"  I asked, just seeing what he really wanted, I
for one was tired of his games.

"I-I never thought about it that way.  I was just
embarrassed by the way I looked, and..." He started.

"That's the fucking problem with you Greg you want to
be a slave, but you don't seem to understand that
being one is putting aside what you want and starting
to concern yourself with what I want.  Just go home
and come back next week.  If you don't show up I
understand that you are not really serious about this.
 Just get the fuck out of here."  I said disgusted
with him.

"I-I wants to stay."

"WHY!"  I yelled at him.

"I want to stay SIR, please do NOT throw me out!"  He
started blubbering again.

"Not this weekend.  I think maybe you need this
weekend to search for what you really want.  Like I
said boy, if you show up next week we'll continue, if
NOT fine."  I said.

He left the house crying.  I was concerned that he
wasn't going to be able to get home with all his
crying, but I saw that as he pulled away he was able
to drive well enough.

The next week I didn't do any unannounced drop INS at
his work, and really didn't expect him to come that
Friday, but at 5:00 p.m. he was standing at my front
door looking no worse for wear.  He was clean-shaven
and still had the earring in his ear.  I just left the
door opened, and moved to the couch in the den.

I watched him enter and stripe his clothing off, and
place them on the shelf.  As he made his way towards
me I saw that his body was shaved and that he was
standing at attention.  

"Come here and suck my cock boy, I want you to keep me
on edge for awhile so make sure I don't come boy."  I
said.

I was wearing just my underwear, and pulled my cock
out of the fly of the underwear.  He began sucking my
cock, bringing me to the edge, working on other parts
of my body, and then returned to my cock.  He brought
me to the brink eight times, and I finally fed him my
load.  Squirt after squirt into his awaiting mouth. 
He swallowed each volley like a good boy, and cleaned
my cock off as he settled back on his feet.

"Good boy."  I said keeping my voice cold.

"Thank you sir."

"To the bedroom."  I ordered.

He ran to my room and stood in front of my bed at
parade rest looking down.  I swatted his ass as I came
in and sat with my back against the headboard.  I just
sat there staring at him wanting him to squirm a bit.

"Get your box of toys."  I ordered him.

He walked over to the walk in closet, and pulled out
the box of sex toys that I had bought on our shopping
spree.  I ordered him to take out all of the dildos,
which there were, four of them: medium, large, extra
large, and a medium one that had a vibrator inside it.

"Take the medium cock without the vibe inside it and
suck it for awhile."  

He took the dildo and began sucking it as if it was my
cock, he began deep throating the rubber phallic.  I
let him go about it for twenty minutes or so, but saw
that he was getting to into it.  

"Okay stop."

He stopped, setting the dildo down.

"That should be nice a lubed, now lie on your back and
slowly fuck your nice little ass."  I said watching
his reaction.

He didn't say anything or show any emotion, he shoved
the cock up his hole and began plowing his hole in a
nice slow steady rhythm.  He was getting into it as
the cock went into his ass over and over again.

"A little faster."  I said taking hold of my cock and
slowly jacking.

He moved the dildo in and out of his hole over and
over again faster; he was definitely getting into
this.  I was watching his face as it contorted into
ecstasy, eyes rolling into the back of his head.  

"STOP!"  I ordered.

He stopped and pulled out the dildo, I ordered him to
get the large dildo and fuck himself with it faster
than when he left off.  I continued to jack off while
he fucked his hole with the larger dildo.  His hole
was spread wider than usual, but he didn't complain he
just fucked his hole faster.

"STOP!"  I yelled again.

He came out of his erotic induced state and stopped
fucking his ass, I watched him closely has he lying
there breathing hard.  I ordered him to use the extra
large dildo, which he played with a few times, but
wasn't able to get it all the way up his ass.

"Y-Yes SIR."  He said with a smile on his face.

He plowed his ass with that dildo all the way up to
its fake balls--I was impressed.  He started to fuck
himself at the same rate as before, his body was
covered with sweat as he continued to fuck himself
with the big black cock.  

"STOP!"  

He stopped.

"Get that vibrating cock."  I ordered him.

He began to fuck himself with it, but stopped after I
ordered him leave it inside of him.  He did.  I got up
continuing to jack my cock a little heading over to
where the boy still laid down.  I moved him over to
where the slave's head was at the pillow.

I grabbed the remote from the nightstand, and
positioned myself where my cock was in front of his
mouth and my mouth was just inches from his.  I have
only sucked him a handful of times during this
relationship and have decided to try something new
today.

"I will set the remote to level one and start sucking
you, I want you to start sucking me when I tell you
to, do not make me cum, and you will not be allowed to
cum until I tell you.  Punishment will occur if you
cum before I tell you and if I cum before I want to." 
I explained, but followed up.  "Is this all right with
you?"

"Y-Yes sir."

"But?"  I sensed his hesitation.

"B-but what sort of punishment are you going to do to
me?" 

"It will be your decision, alright?"  I said knowing
that giving the slave an opportunity to choose his
punishment will unnerve him.

Setting one, hum was slow.  It was enough to get his
attention, and he let out a gasp.  It felt good, which
was betrayed by the smile on his face.  I started to
suck his cock and he began sucking mine.  He knew when
I squeezed his balls he was to make me cum, and he
should to cum too.

He was bringing me to edge, and working my abdomen,
and then moved back to my cock.  I thumbed the
vibrator to setting two, getting rewarded with a gasp.
 This continued until I finally had enough and came in
his mouth, he eagerly gulped everything down, and
cleaned the cock head like the good slave he should
be.

I pulled off his cock and lay next to him and ordered
him to suck at my nipple, which latched onto right
away.  I slapped at his cock every now and then, but I
was not going to let him cum.  This continued until I
had the vibrator at full power.

He was moaning and groaning and sweating, breathing
heavily.  I was slapping his cock harder and harder
but he didn't seem to care.  

I whispered into his ear, "CUM."

My last slap to his cock sent his cock slamming into
his stomach exploding in what was probably the best
orgasm he has ever had.  I left the vibrator running
for the longest time as I picked up his cum and tasted
it.  It was a saltier taste than other cum that I had,
but it was still good.

I turned the vibrating cock off and slid it out of his
ass, which was tightly clenched down on the artificial
cock.  He watched him continue to breath hard sweating
like he ran in our town's hot weather.  

As his breathing slowed down he looked up at me and
began crying.  I pulled him into me patting him on his
back.  He started to cry harder, but I wasn't entirely
sure why.

"Why are you crying boy?"

"I need to talk to you."  He was serious, but I
couldn't figure out the hell this could be about.

"Go ahead."

"I have been accepted to the community college and I
got a promotion of sorts at my job."  He said pausing.

"And?"

"Well the promotion will make me work some weekends,
and school will take up most of my time with
studying."  He explained to me somewhat unhappy.

I explained to him that he should be proud of himself
and that we will work around his schedule.  In all
honesty, I knew something like this was going to
happen, especially since he said that he was going to
go to school.  

"I will leave it up to you if you want to continue you
will call me on my cell phone the night before and we
will get together for however long you are able to. 
You will have to maintain the collar, and other items.
 You mentioned you want to grow facial hair, and I
will allow it as long as it is clean looking an NOT
scruffy looking."  I started.

"You WILL keep the chain and lock in place," I reached
over and got a jewelry box that had a smaller gold
chain and lock in it. "This will be yours to wear
indefinitely, you will place your regular collar over
this when you come to serve."

"Yes sir."

"I am willing to continue if you are, I want you to do
well in school so we will not 'play' unless your
homework and studying is finished.  Now get up and
clean yourself up and go home, I have an early day
tomorrow."

"Yes sir."

I watched him get up and thought I was never going to
see him again, and was surprised that I was all right
with it.  I figured that during this time he'd have
some time to think about what he really wants out of
this relationship.  I watched him come out of the
bathroom still naked looking a little sad.

"Greg, I want you to think about everything that has
gone on the last couple of months.  What have you
done?  Why you have done it?  How it makes you feel? 
Make sure that this is what you want out of life,
alright?"

He just shook his head with a silent "yes sir" and
walked out of the house.  The pit of my stomach said
this would be the last time that I would see him, but
there was something in the back of my head that-even
though I was alright with not seeing him-that will
miss him.





		
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