After Leo got back from his first session with Rick, Eric told him that John had decided to pack his bags and left. He said goodbye to everyone, except Leo, who never saw him since. Eric was really happy with his master, as were Tex and Ken. Leo asked if they discussed the future as to becoming a full member, but they knew nothing. Leo decided that this was not the time to reveal the intricate details he had just learned. They would find out for themselves soon enough.
All slaves kind of settled into a routine with their numerous duties. Rick ordered Leo to bring his entire club outfit to his room one morning, in preparation of a ride. Leo was thrilled. This was what he had been waiting for! Leo was told to get showered and cleaned up. Since Rick was going to do the same, Leo was allowed to use the actives' facilities. They were most elaborate and fancy. Rick first took Leo into the sauna, hot tub area and gym they had constructed - really laid out nicely. There were all kinds of racks, tables, etc also available. Leo was silent, fearing what might be coming soon. However, Rick and some of the actives there were really pleasant. One of the actives started to bother Leo. It was Joe, aged 35, a part-time, long-haul truck driver, who loved all sorts of _c_o_c_k_-and-ball torture. Fortunately for Leo, Rick told him that Leo was meant to finish a task, so nothing serious happened.
When they had showered and returned to Rick's room, Leo was told to wear his plug. Leo dreaded this part, as his arse was just getting over its first reaming with a plug. Rick offered to help. He suggested Leo to use a generous amount of lubrication, and then made him squat down and grab his cheeks. This seemed to help, or perhaps it was the constant reminder to just relax. Anyhow, the plug slipped right in without too much trouble. However, the plug got Leo hard. Rick ignored it for a minute, but then saw Leo struggling to get the pouch on. "It's not going to work, slave, Something has to be done." With that he came over and had Leo lie down on a bed and gave him a hell of a head job. Leo came in buckets. "Better be prepared to repay the service, slave!" Leo foolishly told him that he never gave head to anyone, which made Rick really angry. "You will learn exactly that, if you want to stay. And I will help you to learn, slave." Leo felt terrible after the outburst and apologised profusely. "Sorry isn't good enough for a slave. We will deal with this in due course," was Rick's response.
The both got dressed and finally hit the road. After being out for an hour or so, Leo's plugged arse was getting pretty sore. Just as he had been told, there was a deep pressure developing, which was causing a constant erection. This was not comfortable being in a tight pouch and jock. Leo decided to tell Rick, but he just laughed, Typical for Rick, they did head back. When they got to the garage, and Leo was cleaning the bikes off, it was obvious that something had to give. His nuts were sore and his _c_o_c_k_ continued to strain against his jeans. Tom came over and noticed the problem. "You'd better be good to Rick!" Tom commented. I was unbelievable how fast word spread in that community. However, Rick decided they should eat lunch before anything else.
At lunch, Leo found it difficult to sit much on the hard chairs with the _d_a_m_n_ plug in. All the other slaves were having a similar problem. All of them also had expanded baskets - a give-away found to be invariably true. When they finally finished eating, the slave master announced to the group that John had left, and that Tex and Leo were absent from details that afternoon. Rick and Billy, Tex's master both stood and advised the club that they were out with them. Tom asked if they had learned anything. Rick told them of Leo's riding skills. Just as well that Leo had taken some lessons before joining.
Tom ordered Leo to stand up and answer a few questions. Rick whispered to Leo that Tom is an ex-highway patrolman (they were called rangers in Texas then) who obviously knew the law well. This information did little to calm Leo down. He was nervous as hell and for the first time in several hours, his hardon began to subside while he tried to answer Tom. Leo's arse ached and a peculiar pain was running through his softening dick, all from the plug. Then came Tom's last query: "Did you learn any self control." This comment led to an equally inexplicable as instant response: Leo's dick got hard again. What could he say? Best thing was to be honest. "Not too much, Sir." It was the only obvious answer, as his _c_o_c_k_ continued to swell. Leo knew this was it. "Show me how you know that, slave." Silence. No immediate action. Suddenly Tom barked at Leo and ordered Leo to strip and show the group. "Now!"
Leo slowly took off his jeans and shirt, followed by the jock and pouch. All he was wearing now as his _c_o_c_k_ring. He was sweating up a storm. Sweat was dripping off his arms and chest. "Turn around and show the guys what you have. Nothing to be ashamed of!" Perhaps not, Leo thought, but it was humiliating none the less. Leo turned towards the rest of the guys, his _c_o_c_k_ pointing upwards. Tom came over and rubbed his callused hands over Leo's chest and nipples. He pulled and squeezed his balls. Suddenly a drop of precum escaped from his _c_o_c_k_, making a thin slimy line towards the floor. The guys in from of Leo all noticed, and so did Tom. "What have we here," he screamed. "A little control please." With that, he gave a painful swat to Leo's _c_o_c_k_, but Leo was too far for this to do any good. Three more swats landed on the rockhard _c_o_c_k_, but it remained rigid. "You have a good one to break here," he said to Rick. The comment was met with a roaring laughter in the room. "Now stand still. "Tom came over and put clips on each of Leo's tits. Leo thought he would lose it there, but somehow held on. Then he was made to bend over. Roughly, Tom pulled the plug out. This was too much for poor Leo. Buckets of spunk squirt all around.
"Arsehole," Tom screamed. "Don't stand there, slave. Lick it up." Did he have a choice? Leo decided that it might be best to follow the order, but as he stood up, his _c_o_c_k_ began to stiffen again. Tom didn't take kindly to this, He came over and gave Leo's nuts the hardest _f_u_c_k_ing squeeze they ever experienced. Leo stood still for a few seconds, but as the pain increased, all through his abdomen, he finally let out an ear-piercing shriek and grabbed his head. Instantly his arms were pulled back by other actives as Tom continued to pressure Leo's aching balls. Other hands grabbed his legs as he began to buck and kick from the pain. Tears filled his eyes, and before he knew it, he was gagged. Finally Tom let go, and Leo crumpled to the floor. "Stand up," Tom barked, which Leo did as quickly as he could. Making sure to add a "yes Sir". "Tom announced that Leo had just earned himself five demerits for the day and that he would see Leo that night.
Leo had difficulty concentrating on much that afternoon, with aching balls and soon to be fired arse. Dinner offered little relief – he couldn't eat much at all. Rick tried to be helpful, but there wasn't much he could do either. Somehow Leo would have to learn some control! Finally the meeting began. Lots of things happened before it was Leo's turn, but most of it escaped his attention. Then he was called up, and ordered to strip for the second time that day. Again, his _c_o_c_k_ was hard. After he was bound, he got his arse severely paddled. It wasn't until the first ten swats that he finally lost his hardon. The last ten cracks were delivered with an air-cooled paddle. It was excruciatingly painful. Tears welled from his eyes again. If this was what john had experienced, Leo wondered if he could really tough it. Finally, the last blow fell and there was silence. Sweat poured down in buckets. Leo stayed in position, deadly afraid that feeling his abused arse would lead to even more paddling.
Finally the other slaves were ordered to untie him, walked Leo back to the slaves' quarters. Putting on those jeans was sheer misery. Tom was right, however. The punishment session did teach Leo some control. All that was required was to think of the excruciating pain, and any would-be erection instantly ceased.
The next few weeks were rather uneventful. Other slaves seemed to get their share of cracks, but Rick and Leo were developing a rather special relationship. Gradually, Rick managed to get Leo over his fear of some of the guys and they began to enjoy each other's company. Rick enjoyed having his tits worked over as well as _c_o_c_k_-and-ball torture. It was Leo's task to take care of that in a subtle manner, which he began to thoroughly enjoy. Still, each time he saw his _c_o_c_k_, those brands sent a small chill up his spine. As announced, Rick did teach Leo how to give head - something he had never done before. He was also taught how to give pleasure to a Master in many other ways. Rick quickly became adept at getting Leo off whenever he wanted, and tease him for hours as well. Leo had begun to truly admire Rick, but he really marvelled at his riding ability. He was always teaching Leo how to become more skilled as well.
Finally, Rick decided Leo was ready for a run coming up in a week. All the other slaves were to go along as well. They had a two-day ride to a remote Colorado mining town. Leo's arse was sore again and so was his dick. Rick was rather quiet for some reason- he said to just keep quiet and stay close to him when we were off our bikes. When riding, the slaves were always at the end, along with the slavemaster. Finally they got there as the sun was setting. The club they were to meet hadn't arrived yet. A bunch of guys headed toward a small pond to jump in and cool off. That was when Leo and the other slaves began to realise that this might not be all fun.....
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