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Subject: ST:  Master's New Boy Chapter 10    M/M Con BDSM
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Master's New Boy
Authors Notes:
This story is pure fiction and any resemblance to real life people or
Circumstances are purely coincidental.  Though my story may involve unsafe 
sex, I believe that in real life safer sex is the only way to play!


Chapter 10

The next morning I awoke still lying tightly in my master's strong hairy 
arms, which gave me an instant hard on.  I absently went to play with my 
hard cock when my master quickly grabbed my arm preventing me.  "Hay what 
the fuck do you, think your doing Boy" he snapped.  "You better not try and 
touch your cock again with out my permission. UNDERSTAND" he snapped. "Yes 
SIR" I snapped back.  "And I will have less of that cheekiness boy, get bent 
over that chest of draws NOW BOY" he demanded.  I jumped out of the bed and 
positioned myself over the chest of draws knowing I was in for a thrashing, 
he was going to teach me a lesson that I'll never forget, I could tell by 
the stern voice. And sure enough he came right up behind me pressing his 
cock against my butt cheeks and laying his chest on my back.  "Are you ready 
for your punishment BOY" he whispered in my ear.  "Yes sir I willingly 
submit my body for the punishment you feel I deserve" I calmly replied and 
gritted my teeth together in anticipation of a very sore bottom but nothing 
happened. I was trembling with fear not knowing what my master was going to 
do, but he just kept me waiting.  Then suddenly without any warning he 
grabbed me by the balls and lead me towards the bathroom, once we were in 
the bathroom he pushed me into the shower cubicle and turned on the cold 
water only, I screamed at the coldness of the water that was cutting deep 
into me.  But knew better then to try and escape.  He kept me in the shower 
for a good ten minutes before turning the water off.  I was red with the 
cold water that had really penetrated my skin,  "Get yourself fucking dry 
and then go back into my room and back to the chest of draws BOY" he 
ordered.  I followed his instructions and waited bent over the chest of 
draws.  Of course he made me wait and I could hear him down stairs cooking 
breakfast.  He must have had breakfast before he re-entered the bedroom with 
a whip.  He came up behind me and uncoiled the whip and whack the whip hit 
my butt cheeks and wrapped round my pubic bone just above my cock Whack and 
again each time it caused a severe stinging on my bottom leaving welts and a 
glowing red bottom.  He continued to give me a good twelve strokes across my 
bottom and back leaving welts and red stripes, each stroke cut into me with 
a sharp pain that turned to a stinging sensation. The whipping was the worst 
punishment that I had endured other then having my feet abused of course. 
By the twelve strokes there were tears rolling down my cheeks and I could 
taste my salty tears on my lips.  "Now clean your face boy and vacuum the 
house right through and polish all the furniture then report to me in the 
study." He ordered.  "Bbbut sir what about breakfast" I asked nervously, I 
have had it boy and you don't deserve any so get to work otherwise you wont 
have lunch either" he snapped.  I couldn't believe it I was starving and he 
wasn't going to let me have breakfast.  I knew it was no use trying to 
change his mind as I'd only get more punishment and made to go without 
lunch.  So I just gritted my teeth and went about the housework as ordered. 
It took me the best part of three hours to do the housework, after all it 
was a four bed roomed detached house with a living room, dining room, study 
and kitchen down stairs.  My master followed me round part of the time and 
if I missed a spot I would feel a harsh slap on my arse covered in my rubber 
shorts.  My rubber shorts along with my leather collar, cock ring and 
harness had all become my uniform oh and of course the wearing of my butt 
plug which was held in place by the shorts.  Once I had finished the 
household chores I presented myself to my master in the living room in my 
presentation position.  I knelt down in front of him bowed my head and 
clasped my hands behind my back and waited for him to acknowledge me.  He 
didn't acknowledge me at first and continued reading his paper.  Only after 
a good five minutes had passed he finally put his paper down and looked at 
me, then patted my head and told me to follow him to the kitchen.  "Now boy 
you are going to watch me cooking over the next week or so, then you will be 
doing all the cooking and any mishaps you will eat as I don't believe in 
wasting good food, and as I only eat food that is cooked properly.  He 
proceeded to show me how to cook chicken chasseur. He told me that he never 
used jarred or packet sauces and always prepared his own, and that he 
expected me to do the same.

When lunch was cooked he told me to serve it like a waiter would in a posh 
restaurant which I did almost perfectly until I splashed his shirt with the 
sauce as I was spooning it from the dish to his plate. His face came over 
vivid red and he shouted "What the fuck do you think your doing, you fucking 
piece of shit, I told you to serve the dish not bath me in it, go to the 
basement and wait there until I decide I want to see your fucking useless 
face again" he Stormed.  He really made me feel small and worthless at that 
point and I had never seen him react like this until now, as I left the 
dining room for the basement I couldn't hold back the tears.  Once I was 
down in the basement I went into my presentation position and waited for him 
to come down.  I couldn't stop myself from crying and tears dripped down my 
face and off my chin onto the floor.

When he came into the basement I was all set for the thrashing of my life 
but instead he told me to stand and then encircled my body in his arms. 
"I'm sorry boy; I shouldn't have lost my temper like that.  It was just that 
the shirt was new and cost £150, but it wasn't your fault really I was 
asking too much too soon. Please forgive me Boy" he pleaded in an apologetic 
but still dominating voice. "Oh sir it was my fault, I deserve to be 
punished, I'm surprised that you don't want to get rid of me from your house 
sir" I said very sorrowfully.  "Oh boy, I will never want to loose you, I 
have so much I want to teach and share with you.  You will always be 
precious to me.  You see we have a very special relationship, I am dominant 
and as you are finding out you are submissive, and you will continue to 
develop in your new life as my Boy, and no matter what we do together you 
will always be my special boy"

Wow I thought my master knows me better then I know myself, and he was being 
so caring towards me, I suddenly kissed his lips and said thank you to him. 
He smiled at me and kissed me just above my eyes.  "Right my boy, I think we 
better get you some lunch, I don't want you to starve to death now do I" my 
master said and kissed me once more above my eyes and then led me up to the 
dining room and waited on me.  I felt like royalty as I ate my lunch.  He 
just sat there watching me eat and smiling at me.

After lunch he quizzed me about my life and family.  Then he asked me if I 
liked collage and I told him it was ok but I was pushed into it by may 
middle classed parents, and that I just wanted to work when I left school 
and if I had a choice I would be working now.  This was when he gave me a 
proposition I just couldn't refuse.  "Look boy I really want you to stop 
going to collage and become my permanent boy, you will be well looked after 
and will work hard for me, but I can assure you that deep down you will 
enjoy life here as my boy, and you will get to see the world when I go on 
business trips.  So you see boy as well as being my sex slave, you will also 
be my houseboy and personal companion" he told me.
"Wow sir that sounds wonderful" I spurted out in amazement at what he had 
just said.  It all felt so right every little word.
"Don't get me wrong though boy you will still have rules to obey and will 
still receive punishments and also other tortures for my pleasure" he said 
as we both smiled at each other.  Then I went I thought what am I going to 
tell my parents and asked my master how I would tell my parents that I had 
packed in collage.  "Don't worry about that we will write them a letter 
saying that my company has offered you a good job and in-house training.  I 
mean it is virtually true isn't it" he said as he winked at me and we both 
laughed.  So there it was I was going to become my master's permanent 
houseboy and sex slave.  And I couldn't wait.  Then came the bombshell, 
"Right then Boy follow me" my master said.  "Where are we going sir" I 
asked.  "To your hall of residence to pick up your things and cancel your 
course of course" he replied smiling.  "But I can't go like this sir, they 
will all see me, and what about my roommate Jake." I protested.  "Now, now 
boy don't be so silly, what does it matter if a few old farts can't handle 
peoples individually and as far as your room mate well he might just want to 
join you and I'd have double the pleasure wouldn't I" he laughed.  I didn't 
object anymore as I knew I was on a loosing battle, so I just got in the car 
and braced myself for another major embarrassment of walking round collage 
with my rubber shorts on, and the butt plug up my arse all held together by 
the leather harness and collar.  What made matters worse it would be the end 
of the day and everyone would be walking about, which meant maximum 
embarrassment for me.  "Now Boy, I want you to hold your head up high and be 
proud of whom you are.  You are my New Boy now and that is something to be 
proud of.  I have only had two other boys and the last one died in a car 
accident, the other one was Steve the window cleaner."  He's words made me 
feel special; after all he has picked me as his New Boy.  So the car pulled 
up in the car park outside the collage entrance, and immediately groups of 
students both male and female started gathering round near to the car, "Just 
remember Boy keep that head up high for me, that's a order" he said in a 
reassuring voice.

"Queer Boy, pervert, shit poker" came the taunts as I got out of the car and 
followed my master into the collage entrance and walked towards the 
administration area.  Sure enough I felt embarrassed and awkward but I hid 
it well and kept my head up for my master.  Then came what I thought was the 
worst bit the principal's office.

My master knocked on the door, "Enter" came the from behind the door and my 
master opened the door and we walked into the principals office.  You should 
have seen the principals he went beetroot red and couldn't hold eye contact 
with either of us.  Principal My boy here wishes to leave this establishment 
and come and work and live with me" my master told the principal in a matter 
of fact fashion.  The principal briefly looked up at me and asked if that 
was true and what I wanted.  "Yes sir" I replied confidently.  "Very well 
then you will have to fill out the course termination form which you can 
pick up from my secretary on your way out" he said.  My master and me said 
thank you to the principal and were making our way out of his office when we 
heard the principal say "what is this world coming to those dam queers are a 
disgrace to society".  My master saw red at this point and turned round on 
his heels "What did you say" he boomed in a forceful way.  The principal 
didn't know where to look or what to say "I eerm" he stuttered.  "Sir I 
think you have just spent your last day as principal of this fine 
educational institution." My master stated, now I was as confused as the 
principals face showed he was.  "You see Sir I am a big investor in this 
collage, which means if this collage wants to keep my funding for 
maintenance of the historic buildings and the running of the computer 
systems, they will have to appoint a new principal.  So you see Sir if I was 
you I would be packing my personal items up and writing a resignation 
letter, because if you don't your name will be mud in the morning 
newspapers."  Wow my master was spectacular and I felt so proud to be his 
boy.  Then the incensing on the cake was my master's leaving comments "See 
Sir lets just say that you've been shafted by one of us queer boys.  So your 
days of ass licking yourself up the greasy pole are over.  Enjoy your life 
of unemployment."  I now felt as though we were invincible nothing could 
hurt us now and I did indeed hold my head up high as we walked out of the 
principals office and picked up the appropriate form from his secretary and 
after filling it in handed it back to her.  Then we left for my room in the 
collage hall of residence. Once again the name calling taunts were flying at 
us; we were also spat on, and faced stones being hurled at us. But I kept my 
head up high proud of my master and who I was.

When we entered my room we caught Jake lying on his bed wanking, his cock 
furiously holding a gay magazine in the other hand and head phones on his 
ears blasting music out.  What a day this was turning out to be full of 
surprises.  It would certainly be a day to remember for the rest of my life. 
My master said he would wait outside as he thought Jake and me might want to 
say a special goodbye and winked at me.  I looked confused, "Go on Boy, 
enjoy your friend in fact after you two are finished you might want to ask 
him for dinner tonight" he said with a smile on his face.  "But sir I'm your 
boy not Jake's, I can't do it with him" I said.  "Yes boy you can and you 
will because I'm ordering you to and don't forget to invite him back with 
us, now I have to phone the governors and make sure that little prick that 
calls himself the principal of this place either resigns or gets fired" 
added my master as he quietly left the room.



To be continued.

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