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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 23 The Morning after the night before.
My master pulling the duvet off me woke me up. "Go and wake Jake up and then 
clean each other out and take a shower. Oh and don't forget to clean up your 
uniforms" master said as he left the bedroom. I was suddenly reminded about 
the night before and the pounding my arse took by master's cock. I also 
suddenly remembered that I was going to suffer 15 minutes of cock and ball 
torture for the three times I shot my load last night. I had to get out of 
bed slowly because my arse hole was so sore, and my joints were aching and 
tight from all of the activities. When I got to my feet I went into wake 
Jake up, and found him wanking away. His cock was oozing with precum as his 
hand glided up and down his shaft. He had the headphones of his portable 
stereo on, so he didn't hear me come into the room. And stopped with fright 
when he opened his eyes and saw me standing beside his bed with my cock in 
my hand wanking as I was watching him beat his meat. Of course seeing Jake 
lying there with his cock in his hand was all the encouragement I needed to 
get my throbbing cock in my fist and join him wanking. We both continued to 
work our cocks frantically to climax I was the first to cum shooting my 
spunk all over jakes cock and balls, in turn that was enough to make Jake 
shoot his load on to his chest. We didn't bother cleaning up the mess on 
Jake but ran straight into the shower forgetting to have our enemas. Once we 
had been showered we took our uniforms down stairs and presented ourselves 
to Master.
Master inspected our young naked bodies more thorough then usual. That's 
when he asked us to bed over and present, our clean arse holes. Both Jake 
and I looked at each other with faces of shock. Immediately Master noticed 
that we had not had our morning enemas.
"You fucking dirty pigs, why the hell haven't you cleaned each other out" 
shouted master at the top of his voice.
"We forgot sir" both Jake and I stammered.
"Why did you forget Bitches" master shouted at us
"errrm sir we were covered in spunk sir, we have been very naughty and had a 
wank sir" Jake replied before I could work out what to say.
"You both will be punished hard for your bad behaviour. Understand Bitches" 
master continued to shout at us.
"Yes sir" we both replied
"Now get down on all fucking fours, and eat your breakfast like the pigs 
that you are," snarled master.
"If you're going to act like fucking greedy pigs then I will treat you that 
way," he added, as his temper was getting higher by the minute. He almost 
threw the bowls with our breakfast serial down on the floor. It was obvious 
that we were supposed to lap it up with our tongues, as he didn't pass us a 
spoon. We only managed to eat about half of our breakfast before master had 
finished his.
"You will have to go hungry, I haven't got the time or patience to wait for 
two fucking time wasters," he snarled as he took our breakfast bowls away 
from us.
"Get down to the fucking basement Now" shouted master. We immediately 
followed his orders and silently went down to the basement followed by 
master.
We went straight into presentation position, Master walked round us both 
twice before putting two chairs back to back. Then he ordered Jake to bend 
over one end of the bench as he picked up a heavy cat o nine tails. Until 
now master had always used a lighter cat then this one. It was obvious that 
he was punishing us to teach us not to wank without his authority. Master 
walked up to Jake and stood to one side of his arse and lashed the whip into 
his hand a few times, which made both Jake and I cringe with the fierceness 
of the sound of the whip as it ripped through the air and onto master's 
hand.
"Right Jake, you know why I am punishing you, don't you Boy" Master asked 
Jake.
"Yes sir because I have been disobedient towards you sir" replied Jake.
"Yes boy, disobedience is the worst thing a slave can do to a master, as it 
shows dishonour. So for your bad behaviour this morning you will receive 
thirty lashes of this cat, and then as I can not trust the pair of you alone 
you will be tied back to back until I'm ready to see your faces again." 
Master stated.
"Now count each strike of the whip boy, and if you don't I will start again 
and again until you count to thirty understand Boy"
"Yes sir" replied Jake with a quivery voice. Then master positioned himself 
and lifted the whip above jakes tight smooth arse.
Whack "one Sir"
Whack "two sir"
Jake counted as his arse started showing red stripes from the cat
Whack "seven Sir"
Whack "eight Sir" by now Jakes arse was glowing red and must have been 
stinging. Of course I was feeling every lash as though it was on my body. I 
was quivering myself as the lashes kept raining down on jakes arse and tops 
of his legs making them bright red.
Whack "seventeen Sir" it looked like Jake was finding it really painful now 
and hard not to burst into tears, as master showed no mercy each stroke was 
evenly measured.
Whack, Whack, Whack " 28,29,30 sir" said Jake as tears ran down his face.
"Now thank me boy for showing you the error of your ways" demanded Master
"Thank you sir for teaching me to obey and honour you" quivered Jake as he 
sobbed with the pain of the beating of his now very tender and sore arse.
"Go and sit over there until I feel like forgiving you Boy" boomed Master.
Once Jake was sat on one of the two chairs that were back to back, master 
motioned me over to the bench, "I believe you have unfinished punishment 
from yesterday as well as today's incident boy" master stated in a sharp 
cutting voice. It was obvious that he hadn't forgotten about the cock and 
ball torture that I was due to receive.
"Stand with your back to the bench while I administer your cock and ball 
torture" Master ordered coldly and went over to a cupboard and picked up 
some items to use on me.
"Now why am I to administer two lots of punishment on you boy" asked master.
"errm because I shot my spunk three times last night sir, you have to 
administer 15 minutes of cock and ball torture. And you have to give me 30 
lashes of the cat for my disobedience and dishonour sir" I said in a quiet 
voice.
"Correct Boy" replied master as he tied my cock and balls up with some soft 
rope and then left a piece of the rope hanging. My cock felt tight inside 
the rope and it felt even tighter when he added two weights to the length of 
rope hanging. The weights felt really heavy and pulled quite harshly on my 
balls, causing a dull ache within my stomach.
"Bend over the bench Boy" ordered Master. I immediately bent over making my 
arse tight ready for the whip. As I bent the weights pulled as they swung 
beneath me, causing the pain to increase a little more.
Whack, whack, whack "one, two, three Sir" I said as the lashes started 
pounding down on my venerable arse, with each last my body moved slightly 
causing the ball weights to swing and pull more and more on my balls.
Whack, whack, whack, whack, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen sir" I 
was barely able to keep count as master pounded my arse harder and faster 
then he did on jakes. My arse was on fire by the twentieth and the weight 
was almost crippling me, as it never stopped swinging between my now weak 
legs. I was beginning to wonder if I would last out to the thirtieth strike 
of the whip on my arse.
Whack, whack, whack, twenty eight, twenty nine, thirty sir" I said after the 
last strike I was now feeling very weak and the pain in my tender arse 
cheeks was quite intense but the pain of the weight swinging between my legs 
was much worse.
"Ok boy stand up" ordered master as I did so very slowly trying not to make 
the weight swing too much. Once I was standing master untied the weight and 
then untied my cock and balls before ordering me to sit in the chair behind 
Jakes.
As I lowered my arse cheeks onto the chair, I jumped back up with the 
intensity of soreness of my arse. "Get your fucking useless arse down on 
that chair unless you want another thirty stroked," demanded master. I 
managed to sit down the second time even though it hurt like hell. He then 
tied us both securely to the two chairs with our hands behind our backs. He 
left no slack to move at all.
"There, now while I'm away I want you to think about how you intend to 
behave in the future, and when I feel ready I will come down and release 
you" master stated and turned the basement light off as he walked out of the 
door and closed and locked the door behind him.
We were left there in total darkness sitting on old wooden chairs that 
offered no comfort to our tender backsides, which had just received a hard 
thrashing. Our hands tied behind our backs for added discomfort. To make 
matters worse I started to get the urge for the need to shit, but I was 
unable to do anything about it. Jake was still whimpering away as we sat 
there helpless waiting for master to come back down and forgive us for our 
bad behaviour. As yet though there was no sign of master being anywhere near 
to forgiving us, I hadn't heard a sound other then Jakes whimpering since 
master left the basement. Jake eventually stopped whimpering and asked me 
how long I thought we had been tied up.
"Oh at least four hours" I replied.
"I'm starving, you don't think master is going to leave us down here all day 
do you" asked Jake
"I don't know, but I hope not I will need to shit soon, and I don't know how 
long I will be able to hold off before I shit sitting here" I replied
Eventually we heard voices, one was our master's voice and the other voice 
was fainter but sounded familiar to us. "Sounds like we have company" 
commented Jake.
"Yes I can hear at least two voices" I replied as we continued to wait 
starving and stiff from not being able to move and the beating we had been 
given. To make matters even worse we could smell food cooking. This 
suggested that it was around seven in the evening as we only had a cooked 
meal around 7pm every night.
Time continued to pass slowly, though we had no way of knowing how long we 
had been left tied up in the basement. It seemed like hours and hours, I was 
getting quite hungry which made me think it was at least lunchtime, as I 
don't usually get hunger pains unless I miss a meal.
Keep your emails coming in. let me know what you think of the story so far, 
and any ideas you may have for this or a future story.
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Check out my other stories at http://anthonys-digital-world.co.uk
Thanks for reading!!
A R Taylor 2003 (copyright)
Please do not copy this story other then for personal reading without my 
prior permission, thank you 

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