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BECOMING A MASTER 06
(MM, Anal, Oral, Sweat, WS, Scat, Snot, Cum, Rough,
SM, CBT, & MORE)
Homer Rios
writerbear2000@yahoo.com
Sunday, April 24, 2005

Copyright (c) 2005 to Homer Rios and WRITER BEAR
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The New Year was brought in with Carlos hanging spread
eagle, and being delivered blow after blow from a
paddle until it hit midnight.  I believe that the
relationship from Christmas to New Years only got
stronger, and I wasn't hesitant to do what I want with
him.  For his part he was very eager to please me in
any of the whims I might have.

My feelings for him have not changed, but I did not
let them get in my way of the Master/Slave
relationship.  My new attitude towards didn't him
hasn't fazed him and he never once gave me the code
word that he wanted to stop.  In fact, I noticed that
the rougher I treated him the hornier he became; he
even was more attentive to me too.  So I figured our
relationship was strong, and we were each getting
something from it.

THE ORIGINAL SLAVE RETURNS

Sometime in the middle of January, I was working on
some of work that I brought home for work.  I have
designed a perfect web site for this company, giving
them everything that they originally asked for, but
now they had a few ideas that they wanted me to come
up with a dummy site for.  This wasn't a big deal but
they wanted it in four different versions and wanted
it in four days-not possible but my boss said that it
was.  

I decided to get Carlos to help me with my everyday
work that I was able to bring home.  He wrote out all
of the memorandums that I drafted, and colored in my
pencil drawings.  He was a good assistant and with his
ability to know what I wanted before I needed it made
things go by faster.  I thought several times about
making him a full time employee of mine, especially
since my assistant quit to take another job.  Thinking
about it as I developed the new navigation bar for the
clients, I thought that it was a horrible idea.  What
the hell would Master Frank say about that?

I finished up most the work, but we were both busy
working on the narrative that I have to present to the
clients describing to them about the changes and how
it works.  I was in the middle of creating a new page
into the presentation software when the doorbell rang.
 Carlos, being the good boy he was, went and answered
it.

I could hear him talk to the person at the door, but
was too engross in my work to pay attention.  After a
few minutes, Carlos returned with Greg walking fully
clothed following him.  I ignored Greg and gave Carlos
the notes for him to check over.  

"Take a seat Greg."  I said motioning to the chair
that sat in front of my desk.

"Thank you SIR."  He said sitting.

Greg looked a bit heavier, his hair was longer, he had
a beard, and had his left ear and nostril pierced.  I
thought that he looked a lot like the STONERS from
high school.  I just continued to ignore him; I was
too busy to fuck with him now.

Carlos handed me the last of the notes with his notes
and I saw that I made mostly grammatical mistakes,
which will be easy to fix tomorrow morning.  I looked
over my shoulder to see Carlos standing at ease behind
me, as if he was my bodyguard.  The thought came to me
that he would most likely give his life to save me.

I caught Greg's attention watching Carlos and I could
tell that he was very upset about it.  He sat there
fidgeting and glaring at Carlos; I was curious why he
was being so rude when he was the one who wanted to
leave the relationship.  

"What brings you here Greg?"  I asked glaring at him
with what I hope was a fiercer glare than he was
focusing on Carlos.

"Well SIR, I have finished my first year of college
and found that it wasn't what I wanted, my job fired
me a few months ago, and I thought that maybe you
wanted me for your bitch again?"  He said with a voice
that was in complete control.

"Too late.  As you can see I already replaced you with
someone that is more competent than you are."  

"Yeah I can see that."  He said in a perturbed manner.

"I can see you still have an attitude Greg.  In all
honesty, I don't think that I have any room for
another slave, and I don't believe that you are really
interested in being a slave."  I stated putting some
venom in my voice.

"I want to serve you."

"Bullshit!  I am tired of this, and do not want to be
hassled with you changing your mind and fighting me
every step of the way.  I cannot and will not do it
anymore.  I have a slave that serves me completely and
without questioning my orders."  I said.

"He's nothing like me, I was your first bitch."  He
said starting to loose control of his emotions.

"NO! HE IS BETTER!" I screamed at him, shaking him a
bit.

"You are an useless piece of shit.  You come around
only when it suits your whims and not mine.  You are a
user man and nothing else.  You only want what you
desire and do not care about servicing me or my
desires."  I said keeping edge in my voice.

"That's bullshit man!  I served you like four months
without once questioning your orders and did whatever
you want.  I told you what I wanted, but you are not
able to deliver..." He said loosing control more.

"Really?  I basically fucked you rough and that was
it.  You didn't want CBT, TT, piss, or anything else. 
You wanted to do what you wanted to do and nothing
more.  You only cared about your needs and nothing
else."  I said keeping my tone on the edge.

I stood up and made my way to the now standing and
fuming Greg, his body was tense and you could almost
taste the anger flowing from him.  I noticed him still
glaring at Carlos as I began to circle him not saying
a word.  Carlos for his part continued to stand at
ease behind my desk showing no emotions.

I back handed him across the face with such force that
he fell to the ground grasping his face, looking up at
me with contempt.

"Why the fuck, are you back?"  I asked again standing
over him.

"I want to serve you!"  He said loud as he rubbed
where my hand made contact.

"Really, now?  Do you really now?"  I said glaring at
him showing him my own contempt for him.

"I want to be your bitch and serve you like you
deserve!"  He was whining now.

"Get the fuck out of here you worthless piece of shit!
 You don't want to serve me do you?  You aren't
serious about this at all.  Get the fuck out of here! 
You want to serve but you show up looking like that. 
FUCK OFF you worthless piece of shit!"  I said at the
top of my lungs.

He was sniffling as he got up, his glare timed on to
me.  "I'll show up everyday until you will accept me."

"You'll regret doing so, now get the fuck out of
here?"  I yelled at him.

He ran out of the house crying and rubbing his face, I
turned to Carlos, who was still emotionless, and
smiled at him.

"I guess you got to meet the old slave of sorts?  What
do you think?"  I asked wanting his input.

"He doesn't appear to be slave material, if I was him
and wanted to serve you I would have come prepared.  I
also believe he doesn't like me much?"  He said with a
smile.

"You notice that?  Yeah he has to be confused or
something because he says he want something and
doesn't want to do it when it is time, I just don't
know why he comes back?"  I shook my head as I headed
to the den.

Sitting on the couch, Carlos took up position behind
the couch, he was quiet for a while but then spoke up
finally: "If I may sir, Master is a good person to
serve, I am concerned about this fellow coming around
everyday.  Will you be taking him on?"

"What do you think, boy?  Should we take him on?"  I
asked, not really caring if he said yes or no, it was
my decision and not his.

"It is not my place to say sir, but since you asked
for my opinion, I believe if you do take him on he'll
be very hard to train.  I read that notebook you kept
on him and he seems very hard headed to say the
least."  He states matter of factly.

"If I do take him on, I am not going to go for what we
had before, if he wants to be a bitch then so be it,
I'll transform him into the ultimate bitch."  I said
thinking out loud.

I needed to get some rest, but the last minute project
and Greg's return made me a little tensed.  I retired
to my bedroom laid down on my stomach and had Carlos
give me one of his famous massages.

We spoke of Greg and what we would do if he really did
show up the next and the next day.  There was a part
of me that did want to take him on, but didn't want to
go through the breaking of him.  Then there was
Carlos.  What would he think about me taking on Greg? 
What would Greg do to Carlos, especially in light of
the fact that he is glaring at Carlos like he would
kill him?

This was definitely a decision I didn't really want
now; I loved having Carlos around and was afraid that
bringing Greg in would hurt our relationship. I turned
around so Carlos could massage my chest and stomach; I
tell you he relaxes the hell out of me.

We continued the conversation with Carlos massaging me
and giving me his opinion (after I asked of course). 
He believed that I would make the right decision and
that I didn't need to worry about him, (even though I
do) he was here to serve me no matter what.  He
believed (of his opinion of Greg) that slavery was
what he really needed, especially since he seems not
to be able to function as a part of society.

I pulled him down on top of me massaging his lower
back and kissing him passionately, I thanked him for
the massage and help, sending him to his cell.  I
rolled over and feel asleep with a big decision to
make.


The presentation went without a hitch, with the
clients going for the original design.  Throughout the
next three weeks Greg showed up every afternoon
requesting to serve me.  Carlos would tell him to go
home and report to me how Greg looked and acted. 
According to Carlos, Greg hasn't changed one bit since
he returned.  Carlos mentioned that he looked
scruffier-if that was possible?

On the fifth week I have made my decision-I would take
Greg on as my full time bitch, but with serious rules.
 About three days before I would take the piece of
shit in I told Carlos of my decision.  He was giving
me one of his cock and balls massages making me feel
like a King, he didn't flinch at all.

"I want you to know boy my feelings for you will never
change.  You will always be my number one slave and
will get the most out of this relationship."  I
informed him stroking his cheek.

"I know SIR, I also know that our relationship will
change a bit too, and I am alright with it."  He said
paying attention to balls.

I became quiet after he said that I thought about long
and hard.  I wasn't being realistic about our
relationship being the same, of course things will
change but for the good or the bad?  I didn't know and
was afraid to ever speculate about it.  All I knew was
that I was excited about the possibility of having two
slaves.  I already knew that Greg was going to be
treated a lot different from Carlos.  I also knew that
Carlos would move into the alpha role.

"Carlos would you be able to dominate him?"  Wonder
out loud.

"Yes Master, I will do anything that you require of
me.  NO limits of what you can ask me to do sir."  

"You're my good boy.  I know I'll be able to count on
you; I don't want you to take any shit from this piece
of shit either.  In a sense you'll become his second
Master."  I stated.

"Has Sir thought about how he'll break him?"  Carlos
asked massaging me cock now.

"Note a clue.  If this is really what he wants I'll be
able to do it easy enough, but before I just gave up. 
This time he'll have to commit himself one hundred
percent and submit to my will."  I stated.

I was brought to the edge by Carlos masterful hands
nine times, when I came finally my penis spewed sperm
like a volcano.   Carlos began to giggle as he
collected my juices and massaged it into my cock and
balls, and stomach.  He licked up the rest and cleaned
the cum off of his hands-licking it off like a
lollipop.  After getting some slave juices from my boy
I fell fast asleep.


The day finally came when Greg showed up at my front
door, I figured he wouldn't be ready for serve and we
would have a lot of work to do the first day.  Sure
enough he was dressed in dirty jeans, and a white
t-shirt.  His hair was longer, his beard and mustache
seemed longer and straggly, and he seemed to have not
slept for a while.

He went to his knees and kissed my booted feet staying
in that position until I told him to come in.  In the
entry hall he was order to stripe and to stretch and
stand with his arms spread out and legs spread apart. 
He rushed to do as he was ordered.

Carlos and I walked around him talking about him, as
if he wasn't there, about various ideas we wanted to
try on my new bitch.  Greg gained weight, and allowed
his body hair to grow back, which came back bushier
and thicker.  The nipple ring was still there too.

"Carlos, take notes."  I ordered him, who had a
notebook and was poised to take what I told him to.  

"I want his entire body shaved down completely, and
put that lotion that Master Frank gave us to keep the
hair from growing back.  Do NOT put the lotion on his
head."  I began keeping my eyes on Greg's reaction.

"He needs a shower, and have his insides purged out." 


Greg's eyes grew large but he didn't protest.  I
continued:  "Call Charlie and tell him he'll get the
e-mail shortly of all the work I want done to him. 
He'll want to know about some of the other
modifications and tell him we'll be able to talk about
it at length when he comes here."

I could see that Greg was worried, but was accepting
what was going to happen to him.  I started to figure
that this guy probably didn't like the real world and
was not able to handle it (Like Carlos said), and that
he needs to be told what to do.  Well if that is the
case he is in for a big surprise, I am about to make
his life a living hell.

"Greg?"  I said loud getting his full attention.

"Yes Sir!"  He responded.

"Today you are coming into my service full time.  You
will no longer go by Greg; your new name is bitch,
slave, or IT.  You will refer to yourself when
speaking to me as IT.  You will be naked twenty-four,
seven, and will have a tail sticking out of your ass
as well."  I started explaining to him.

I watched his face to see if it was going to betray
anything, which it did: fear, relief, and joy.  I was
curious at his change of attitude and didn't know why
he was so eager to follow these rules now.  Then again
I had a tendency to over analyze everything and not
know when stop.

I continued:  "You are to refer to me as SIR, MASTER,
or MY LORD, my slave (gestured to Carlos) will be
referred to at all times as SIR, he will be your
Alpha.  When I am gone you are to obey him as if he is
your Master.  Do you understand?"  

"Yes Sir."  He said quietly.

"I didn't hear you boy!" I yelled at him.

"YES SIR!"

"Good.  You will remain on all fours, and only walk
when I tell you.  You are nothing but a worthless
piece of shit, and have not earned a collar yet.  You
will start working on a point system.  If you do well
and earn enough points you will get a collar.  If you
fail, you will be punished."

"Sir, Master Charlie said that he will be here in four
hours and that he is eager to show this bitch some
'fun'." Carlos said walking into the entry hall.

"Thank you boy, take this piece of shit to the
bathroom and get him presentable.  Oh, bitch, you are
not to speak unless spoken to."  I said as my two
slaves headed to the bathroom.

After an hour and half, Carlos had Greg standing in
front of me completely hairless.  I looked him over
and saw that he looked better without hair, and he
seemed to like it too.  There was a certain way he was
holding himself now, almost like he knew what he has
gotten himself into.

Charlie appeared an hour early, and had two cargo
boxes that he carried into my garage.  I escorted Greg
into the garage (with the garage door now shut) on all
fours.  He was put up onto my workbench and strapped
down to the metal posts.  

Charlie had a big grin on his face, as he looked the
bitch up and down.  "See little pussy boy came back to
you.  This bitch needs to be taught a lesson."

"I am planning to do that, and you will be doing the
first blow-so to speak."  I said patting him on his
broad shoulders.

Charlie and I discussed what I wanted done and he
smiled as everything that I laid out met with his
sadistic nature.  I wanted to treat Greg like the
piece of shit that he was, and that meant major body
modifications, but nothing that will damage him
permanently.

I left the garage as Greg had a cock gag forced into
his mouth, the look of terror was apparent on his
face, but he didn't protest.  I was hoping to scare
the shit out of him, but he was going on long with it.
 Charlie told me he'd call me out when he's finished.

I made my way to the bedroom where Carlos was a
cleaning thing up; he looked up at me with a smile.  I
smiled back and told him to get into bed.  He jumped
into the bed, and waited for me to stripe and get into
bed next to him.  I brought him closer to me kissing
him, forcing my tongue into his mouth.  His eager
tongue began to dance a tango with mine.  

There was something about knowing what was happening
to Greg that made me hornier as hell.  I was ashamed,
but at the same time I was fucking hot and hard
knowing everything that Charlie was doing to him.  I
thought about all of this and more as my tongue danced
with Carlos's and my hands explored his body.  Carlos
was right things were definitely going to change, but
I think it is for the better.  

My hard cock found it's home in the hole of Carlos,
who sat on top of my ridge cock and began fucking
himself on my rod.  I was jacking his cock and using
it like a joystick.  We both climaxed at the same
time, he removed himself from my cock and positioned
himself so that he could clean my cock up of the cum. 
As he played with some of the cum that fell on my
balls, I was licking up some of his juices and licking
it off my fingers.  He finally made his way up to my
stomach and chest to clean his slave cum off me.

We had quite a wait ahead of us, and decided I needed
a groin massage.  Carlos got the baby lotion and began
his duties, as I lay there wondering how the bitch was
handling his new life.  

Yeah!  I thought to myself, things were definitely
changing for me, but for the better.  Carlos and mine
relationship is strong; I have even gotten to the
point where I cannot imagine my life without him. 
With the addition of the new bitch (Greg) I believe I
could start showing those desires I wanted to towards
Carlos more, and still be a dominant Master, but the
sadistic nature that I wanted to explore I can explore
to the extreme with Greg, and not as extreme with
Carlos.  I feel asleep as Carlos manipulated my cock
and balls, and bringing my ass into play every now and
then.  We spoke about what things were going to be
like now, and what we hoped to accomplish in the
coming days, weeks, and months.

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