As I told you before, I have had rather a lot of emails in response to my stories. Some of them were really serious; others appeared to be so, like this one:
"Master:
My name is Taran. I wanted to take a moment to contact you to advise you of the effect your recant of your session with slave eric had on me. I too am a slave and would love to hear more of your adventures. If you are looking to take on additional trainees, I am interested in submitting. Either way, please contact me
taransgroove@hotmail. com
Peace and Subserviance, Sir."
I replied to the message twice; I even re-sent one of them, but never received a reply. It would seem that slave taran needs a severe spanking for his wicked behavior! Please feel free to give it to him when you meet him.
One interesting response came from a 'young master', as Steve called himself, who often wanked while fantasizing about a session with a slave, but so far had never actually experienced this in real life. He asked me if he could be present as an 'apprentice' when I had a session with a slave to learn the ropes. I was quite turned on by Steve's unusual request and rapidly made up my mind how to proceed. I asked Steve if he preferred to be around when I met an older slave: martin, who you may be familiar with from a couple of my earlier stories. Alternatively, we could have a session with a younger slaveboy: tom, a gorgeous, blond in his early twenties, just under 1.80. Steve left the choice entirely to me, and I decided to arrange for a session with tom.
On the weekend we had arranged for our session, Steve arrived well in time. Steve is 20 years old, about 1.85 m and has brown hair and eyes. When we met, he was wearing boots and tight leather pants and vest. He really looked quite _s_e_x_y and certainly would turn tom on. I wanted to have a chat with Steve before our slave arrived to give him some basic information that I preferred to convey in the slave's absence. I pointed him to the lounge and could not withstand the temptation to lightly slap his leather-covered arse. He looked back at me with a smile, fully aware that he looked hot!
"There are some important guidelines when you play this game, Steve", I started. "Remember: as a responsible master you NEVER do anything to a slave that he has asked not to happen, and you ALWAYS stay within previously agreed boundaries. To make it exciting for your save, you may threaten to punish him in a way that goes further than agreed, but you NEVER carry out this threat. Make sure you explore the set boundaries in the most imaginative way. ALWAYS agree on a 'safeword' beforehand. Whenever the slave uses that word, you stop. Of course, it is much better to avoid a situation where that word is necessary. You can also be too careful and explore only a fraction of the possibilities. Then it becomes too boring. What I like to do, is pretend I give the slave a choice. For example, if he is going to be punished, you may let him chose between 6 with the cane, 12 with the belt or 24 with your bare hand. All slaves like to be punished, but the extent to which they enjoy it varies. With some, you restrict it to a few slaps with your hand on their jeans or bare arse. Others like a severe caning or whipping that leaves distinct marks. I have had slaves stand in front of me with a clearly visible erection in their skimpy shorts simply because they anticipated to be caned and belted. No touching was necessary to excite these boys. And the erection did not disappear in the least while they were caned or beaten with the taws. If you don't like to dish that out, then don't plan a session with a slave who gets a kick out of this. On the other hand, if you want to give a more severe spanking than your slave prefers, look for someone else. It just won't work. Being the Master, you must make sure that both the slave(s) and yourself enjoy the session. You are also responsible for SAFE _s_e_x_ practice. You see, it's far more exhausting to be a Master than to be a slave. That's why it is only fair that you make the slaves work hard to give you maximum pleasure. Do you get the drift?" Steve gave the impression that he was not only getting what I was after, but also a terrific bulge in his tight leather pants, in anticipation of what was going to happen. I probably could trust Steve handling our slave in a responsible manner, but I would look after what he did, making sure he would stick to the code of our profession. For a slave, it is most important to be able to trust his master. After all, he allows himself to get into a most vulnerable position where permanent damage might result from the hands of a master who does not know the trade. A slave has to be kept on edge and suffer a bit of pain - but the extent to which the pain has to be endured is set beforehand. If one of the partners wants the game to go further, it won't work out. Having said all this, we had a drink while waiting for the slave to arrive. When tom rang the bell, I let him wait a while. No need to rush to let a slave in if he is not at your place for the very first time.
I ushered the slave into the lounge, without introducing him to Steve and ordered him to stand in front of me, fully dressed apart from footwear. Tom is a beautiful specimen: golden blond, nicely cut hair, blue eyes; he always wears his jeans and belts in a most enticing way, no matter whether he wears old or new, tight or loose-fitting ones. His buns invariably look great and the area below his belt tends to be pushed out a bit, without looking in any way obscene. He has his T-shirt tucked in, so that you can enjoy his tight buns. He stood there, looking great, hands at his back, legs spread, so as to make it easy to feel his _c_o_c_k_ and balls. Ignoring the slave's presence, I spoke to Steve: "In a session you always treat a slave as someone that owes you respect, even though you may wish to be friendly with him after the session. Expect him to carry out your orders immediately and as you want them to be carried out. Make sure you let him know who is the Master and who is the slave. Slaves like their Master to be in full control and to be dominated. Most of them get a kick out of being humiliated." And to the slave: "Kneel boy, and request to be my slave for the day." He quickly obeyed and offered his full service, accepting the punishments that I might consider appropriate for him without questioning. "I want you to also serve Master Steve. I want you to accept his instructions, as you would take mine. Now stand up and take off your T-shirt." He bared his hairless chest, revealing his hard nipples. "At this stage, you want to try out how a slave responds to touching his nipples. Begin softly and watch his response. Some slaves are only hurt by this treatment; if they are, you stop at that point. Others love to wear tit clamps; this boy is one of them." I showed Steve what I meant, then let him take over. Tom responded in the way I like most in a slave: it turned him on no end and made him stand tiptoe and moan with excitement. I handed Steve the type of clamps I know this slaveboy likes best, and soon they were dangling from his nipples, connected by a light metal chain.
"Now turn around and grab your ankles, slaveboy", I commanded, telling Steve he could try out the cane, if he wanted to. Steve picked up the cane from the table and positioned himself at the left behind the boy. "I will give you six of the best and expect you to count all of them, slaveboy", Master Steve told him. I noticed from carefully observing tom's response that the six strokes were delivered in a responsible manner. The boy thanked his young master submissively. "Stand up and strip", Steve continued, desperate to see the slave entirely naked. He started to squeeze the boy's balls and stroke his _c_o_c_k_, which nearly drove the slave insane. Since a couple more minutes would make him come, I ordered him on the floor and told him to take of Master Steve's boots and socks. After he had done that, he started to kiss his young master's feet. Steve looked at me while preparing to unbuckle his belt and I nodded approvingly. He took his belt out of its loops, doubled it up and smacked the slave at his feet on his bare buttocks. "Nobody told you to kiss my feet. Take my vest and shirt off and lick my tits, slaveboy." The boy stood up, looking somewhat frightened, and removed Master Steve's leather vest and T-shirt, revealing his hairless well-proportioned chest. "Treat my tits, slaveboy. If I am not satisfied, you will get more licks with the belt."
I enjoyed watching how the slave sucked his young master's nipples while I touched the slave's buttocks and explored his anus. It was well greased, showing that he was willing to accept one of the large butt plugs that Steve had brought with him, or be _f_u_c_k_ed if Master Steve wanted that. I started to unzip the fly of Steve's leather pants, then pushed the slaveboy down to finish the job and take his young Master's tight pants off. Since Steve was not wearing any underpants, the tom could start to work straight away. "Suck his _c_o_c_k_, boy", I ordered him. The boy obeyed with obvious pleasure, taking Steve's large cut _d_i_c_k_ in his eager mouth. I put a studded collar around the slave's neck, attached a leash to it and handed this to Steve. "Let's go to the bedroom." "Just a moment", Steve replied, as he got one of the largest butt plugs he had brought with him. He smeared a generous blob of lubricant on the butt plug to ease the entry of the monstrous thing - I estimated it was at least 30 cm around. He then ordered tom to spread his cheeks and gently pushed the giant butt plug in, which only seemed to enhance the slave's pleasure. He then led the boy by the leash, making him crawl after him while the butt plug stuck out of his arse.
Steve leaned back against the cushions on the bed, guiding the slaveboy between his legs. A mild encouragement was all that was needed to make him carry out his hot duties. I placed a pillow under Steve's lower back, to make his butt hole accessible for tom to lick. Slowly, tom moved his tongue in that direction, while he used his hands on Steve's nipples. I gently used the cane of the slaveboy's buttocks, to give him maximum encouragement. When I was satisfied that all proceeded well, I undressed and lay down next to Steve, watching the two young boys. Steve looked at me and started to kiss me. That was all that was needed to reach his first orgasm, which he shot on his chest and on the pillow, next to his head. Having come, he pushed the slaveboy towards me to serve his other Master, while Steve watched that scene with interest. It did not take Steve's _c_o_c_k_ long to rise again. When it did, he removed the butt plug covered his large _c_o_c_k_ with a condom, took some lubricant to allow easy access and then entered the slaveboy, while it was serving me at the same time. When I shot my load in tom's mouth, I relaxed a bit and then left the two to themselves. I was quite sure Steve could handle this slaveboy by himself in a responsible manner, having just enjoyed his first lesson as my apprentice. I would be quite willing to share some more of my experience with him at a later stage.
Please contact me on hotdate@hotmail. com if you want to let me know what you think of my stories or if you are interested in a meeting yourself, with myself and/or young Master Steve.