The New Master Chapter 4


by Steven B <Longest7@hotmail.com>

THE NEW MASTER Chapter 4

"Well Larry you have had your two minutes. What have you decided: are you going to continue or going to turn and around and leave. You know my House Rules: do yo accept them fully and without question".

I thought for a whole nanosecond. The bulge in my pouch told me the answer; and probably told my New Master because his eyes flicked down to look at my bulging jock strap.

"Yes" I replied.

"Good. I knew you had the balls. Welcome".

"You are my New Master. Thank you for accepting me".

My New Mster had accepted me. I now had my New Master.

My New Master smiled and, for the first time since I had met him only that morning he touched me and engulfed me in a smothering hug.

"Sir ! You are alsways to call me SIR. Do you understand? I told you that I allowed you one mistake. That was your one mistake".

My New Mster then went straight to the Teacher's Desk and sat down.

"Larry, atand to attention in front of my desk. Do not say anything and do not move. Pay very careful attention to what I am about to tell you and give to you".

Opening the top drawer he removed a very elegant, thin and expensive note-book and silver pen. The front cover showed my initials L. C. The second item he removed was a small key-ring in the shape of a miniature leather paddle; and attached to the ring was a small locker-key. The third item he removed was an expensive embossed envelope.

"Now Larry, pay very careful attention. In the note-book you are to record details of every way in which you behave between the time you leave here and the next time you report back next week. It is to be left on the middle of the desk before I arrive for each of our sessions. The contents shall decide your punishment for that particular session. If you misplace this book you shall receive such a thrashing which you wouldn't have believed possible.

The key-ring and attached key is for your locker which is located in the small bathroom next door. At the end of each session you shall remove from the locker the clothes which I have decided you shall wear for our next session. If I need to replace the key then I can promise you a thrashing of a least 100 strokes of the cane to your bare butt. I provide the very best quality clothing which you must care for and you may consider them as your own property.

The envelope contains your 'stop word'. If you decide to use the word then I shall immediately stop whatever punishment I am giving you. Memorise the stop word and then destroy it before you leave this room today. If you do use the stop word you shall go immediately to the small bathroom and compose yourself. You may then put on the robe which you shall find there and report back to me so that I may comfort you. I may be hard but I am not cruel; it is not my intention to maim or disfigure you".

Do you undertstand everything I have told you? Can you repeat it back to me?"

My New Master's eyes fell to my crotch where my erection was still very evident".

"Yes" I relied.

"You fool. I have already allowed you make the one error which I shall tolerate. You have now repeated that errror. How are you to address me when you speak to me"?

"SIR. Yes SIR, Sorry SIR. It will not happen again SIR". I trembled.

"You shall certainly learn. For breaking the first House Rule you shall receive and additional 10 strokes. I awarded you an additional 10 when I found you day-dreaming. Will you never learn"?

SIR Yes SIR. I will SIR. I am sorry SIR" I reposnded quickly.

"Go to the closet and remove from the top shelf the cane which you shall find there. Place it on the desk and then resume the position where you are now standing".

As soon as he finished speaking my New Master went out of the room and I soon heard another door opening and closing further down the passage.

I rushed to complete the instructions. The cane was very similar to the ones which had slashed and bitten into my tender butt when I was at School. I still had vivid memories of the pain. My dick and balls were becoming restless in their pouch.

Minutes passed before I again heard a door opening and closing. When my New Master re-entered the room he was wearing black jogging shorts; black tank-top and black sweat band across his brow and wrists. His feet were encased in black socks and sneakers. I could see the straps of a black jock just below the bottom of the legs of his shorts. He looked both powerful and frightening. I no longer doubted he would hand out severe thrashings to my butt.

"You shall now learn the consequences of not following House Rules. You shall receive 20 strokes of the cane. After this I shall instruct you on the activities I have planned for you next week. Being awarded 20 additional strokes before we even start is not a very good beginning is it Larry".

I was now very frightened. My New Master's voice was soft but full of threat and I had no doubt he would administer the most painful thrashing I had ever received.

"Right. Assume the position over the desk . Legs wide apart and lower your back so your butt is extended and keep your butt up in the air. Do not attempt to remove your jock strap. This shall be the standard procdure for receiving additional punishment. Do you understand"?

"SIR, Yes SIR".

"Good. Larry, assume the position".

I quickly spread my legs and assumed the position as instructed. My New Master picked up the cane and took several test swings. The whirring reminded me vividly of being in a similar position during my final years at School..

My New Master then stepped behind me and I felt his thumbs pulling down my jock and his palms testing my now naked buttocks.

My butt was now bared and about to receive the first stroke of the cane from my New Master.

Anxiously I awaited the first savage stinging bruising slash to bite into my naked buttocks.

But strangely, I noticed I still had a satisfying erection....

TO BE CONTINUED


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