The following story is based on a real experience, but I did not play any part in it myself. It is based on information sent to me by Tom, who had read some of my stories, as will become clear if you read on. Tom had always fantasised about being dominated by a man. After moving to Atlanta his fantasy became reality. He found out about a club in Atlanta from a friend. The club is for gay people into corporal punishment. He looked them up and called the president of the club. Tom has submitted a story to MMSA Stories site himself. At least that is what he claims, but despite requests to let me know where I can find it, I have not been able to extract this information from the boy. Anyhow, the following story is the sequel of that one.
"I was very sad to here that you did not live in the U. S from the first time I read one of your stories I hopped that I would get the chance to serve you. Master Rob I would love it if I could serve you long distance I could disopline myself or have some one do it for you. I know you will most likely say no but I had to ask, I would love to keep my hope to one day kneel in front of you alive. I don't have a pic at this time but I will send you some as soon as I can. I am 5"8 about 180lb in good shape I work out at least 5 days a week. I have been in Dallas for almost a year now and have only been (served) one guy here I would see him almost every weekend if you like I can share some of those meetings with you. But Kevin that is the guy I used to see here had to move to Arizona with his CO. last month. I would love it if you could train me even if it is only via email. Until you tell me you are not interested or do not have the time I will not do any thing _s_e_x_ually. I do have several toys ball harness, butt plugs, nipple clamps. Sir please let me no if you are not interested because my _c_o_c_k_ is as hard as stone.
Tom"
Tom was keen to have me write one or more stories about his experiences. I asked him a few questions, to get an idea of what he was like, and then told him to send the information to write the story you can read below.
"I have a 7" _c_o_c_k_ about 2" wide and cut. Sir as to how I would dress that would be up to you. If you allowed me to dress as I wanted I would have on a jock strap, tight cut off jean shorts, a tight white tee shirt with a pair of running shoes no socks, and probably a but plug in my ass. Sir I would be happy to send you stores about some of my experiences. When I get home from work I will put one together. Sir my dick is hard as a rock just knowing that you are reading this have you decided to take control of my orgasms or am I free to play with my self.
Tom"
I kind of liked the idea of writing Tom's story. Here it is:
After my first meeting with Dave I could not wait to see him again, but Dave had decided he would make wait before our next meeting. However, I called him the day after our first meeting. He was very short with me on the phone, but gave me explicit instructions to shave all the hair on my body from the ears down and to keep it that way. Dave also said very sternly "I don't want you to play with that dick you have between your legs boy. That means you had better not cum until I tell you to! Do you under stand boy?" The difficulty was not understanding what he told me, but to stop playing with my best friend for as long as Dave deemed this necessary, but I could not se the point explaining this to him, and so replied with a "Yes sir." Dave then said he would contact me and hung up, leaving me with a boner, which I was not allowed to touch to go down.
I did not hear from Dave for too weeks. I almost gave up, when the phone rang at 2:00 am Monday morning. It was Dave. When I heard his stern voice I got hard instantaneously. Dave asked: " Do you have plans this weekend boy?" As I had secretly hoped that I Dave would invite me this weekend, I had made no arrangements yet and told him. "Good. Then be at my apartment Friday night 8:00 pm. You will wear a pair of bicycle shorts, no underwear, tee shirt and tennis shoes. Plan on spending the night." Before I had a chance to ask for further details, he hung up, leaving me with a hard _c_o_c_k_ in my pants which had not had its usual attention for far longer than I cared to remember.
It was the longest week of my life. I left work early on Friday, took a long shower, completely shaved my already shaved body and cleaned out my arse with an enema. Needles to say, my _c_o_c_k_ was as hard as it had ever been. I got dressed exactly as Dave instructed, and left for his apartment. By the time I got to his home, I was as nervous as the first time. I made the long walk to his apartment My _c_o_c_k_ was clearly visible in my short spandex shorts. I could see a note on his door before I got to it. I said to go to the back door, strip off all my cloths, and put on the collar, which I would find there. I then had to wait with my forehead touching the porch. I panicked and was close to running away and forget about the weekend. I did not mind to strip naked, but Dave lives in a basement apartment with people living above him. I did have a watch with me, but knew it was close to 8:00. I quickly decided I did want all the excitement that was in stall, and so I did as the note said. I went to the back and saw that it was somewhat more private than I had feared. There was a tall fence that closed off the very small back yard, so stripping would not be that much of a problem. I found the collar hanging on the doorknob. I put it on it as instructed. It was wide and not very comfortable. It was the very first one I had ever worn, but it would certainly not be the last. I was completely naked, on my knees, with my head touching the ground. You must think this was both a most vulnerable and humiliating position, but what I felt was mostly excitement. With my hands behind my neck and my legs spread wide, I knew my shaved hole and balls would be on full view for anyone who wanted to see. Thinking about the situation is starting to make me hard again, as I was then.
It felt I had been there for ages, when I finally heard some noise in the apartment, so I new Dave was there. Then my hart stopped as I could hear someone coming down Dave's driveway, then a knock at his door. Someone else was there! I was so nervous that I quickly got up from my kneeling position and was about to get dressed when the back door flung open and Dave shouted: :Did I tell you to get up boy?" I said "No Sir," as I quickly got back into position. Dave said that if I moved again he would leave me out there all night. He then picked up my cloths and car keys and slammed the door. I was trapped with nothing on but a very wide collar. I must have been out there for at least 30 minutes, when Dave finally opened the door and asked: "Are you ready to come in boy?" I held my position and said "Yes sir. Please sir, may I come in?" "Yes boy. Get your arse in here. Stand in the middle of the room. Hands on the back of your neck." I rushed in keeping my head down and got into position. Dave then started talking to Steve, the pledge master of the club. Steve is about the same age as Dave, but much bigger. He is a bear and has a huge _c_o_c_k_. It must be over 22 cm and very fat. Dave grabbed my chin hand raised my head as he asked Steve "what do you think of my new boy?" "Not bad," Steve said as he walked toward me. Dave then said to me "boy, plans have changed. I have to take care of some business tonight and will be busy all night. I will see you in the morning at Steve's." I did not want to go with Steve and I said "I could just come back when you are not busy, SIR." Immediately, I felt the sting of Dave's hand on my face. "I told you what you will do, boy! If you are not willing to obey my instructions then this will not work and you can leave now and forget about me and the club!" I lowered my head and apologised to Dave. He then grabbed my balls and asked if I had controlled myself? "Yes sir!" "Good. Steve will like that. Follow all of Steve orders and if I hear the slightest complaint, you will know about it." Dave then told Steve that I was his for the night and I was told to take my cloths and keys with me. Steve threw me my shorts and ordered me to get them on. Before I had my spandex shorts properly pulled up, Steve was pulling me out the door leading me to his car.
It took about 20 minutes to get to Steve home it was the longest 20min of my life. I got all kinds of looks from people passing us and at red lights. Steve had me sit right next to him, and all I had on was a pair of tight shorts that were too small and a very wide dog collar. Steve told me on the way to his home that he and Dave made the decision to bring new members into the club and all new perspective members are assigned to a club member for 90 days to serve as that club member's boy. During that 90 days the prospective member must attend all club meetings and participate in all club activities. No absences were allowed, unless with special permission from either Steve or Dave. Steve then said: "Don't worry boy. Dave told me that he is personally going to have you as his boy." It goes without saying that I considered myself lucky to have Dave as my sponsor.
Steve pulled up to a very nice house, and then led me into his home and ordered me to get my shorts off. "Boy you will stay naked at all times in my home. You will follow all instructions that I give you. If it gets too much for you, say 'eagle'. That is the safeword that all boys in the club use. I bet you will say that word tonight boy. Come here boy." He roughly pulled me into him and gave me a very long kiss ramming his tong in my mouth. My _c_o_c_k_ was rock hard again Steve had both hands on my ass pulling me up and into him. I was standing on my tiptoes. He then told me to go upstairs to the end of the hall and wait for him in his room.
Steve's room was very big with two closets and only a king size bed in it. I decided to wait for Steve on my knees, with my head on the floor and my arse in the air. Steve walked in and said: "Good boy. At least you know your place. Get up and open that closet." In one of Steve's walk-in closets he has the biggest collection of SM toys I have ever seen. "Boy, bring me a paddle." I picked a small leather one from the back wall, and handed it to Steve. He then sat on the bed and pulled me over his knee, locking his other leg over my legs. "Count out loud, boy. I want to see how tough your arse is." Steve had a much stronger sting than Dave has. WHAMP my arse was instantly on fire. "1 SIR. 2 SIR. 3 SIR ----- 15 SIR. Please SIR, easy SIR." "Shut the _f_u_c_k_ up boy. That _s_h_i_t_ might work with Dave but it won't help you with me. Now we have to start all over again." WAMP! "1 SIR. 2 SIR - - - - - 20 SIR." At long last, with my arse on fire, Steve pushed me off his lap. "On your knees boy."
I had tears in my eyes and I could feel my heart beat in my arse. It hurt like hell. Steve went to his closet and came out with a pair of nipple clamps. He rammed his fingers in my mouth then went to work on my nipples with his wet fingers. It felt so _f_u_c_k_ing good. Then he put the clamps on and tightened down the screws, Steve played with my tits for what must have been 10 minutes or more. I have never felt pain that good before. Then it turned into real pain as Steve took one of the clamps off. I let out a gasp. He then loosened the screw on the other clamp, and slowly pulled it off. Again I could not help but let out a gasp. I could tell my pain excited Steve. His dick was visibly hard in his jeans. Steve left me there on my knees with my arse on fire and my tits burning from the work over. He went in to the bathroom and returned with only a smile on.
Steve was very hairy and his _c_o_c_k_ is huge, both long and fat. It is almost as big around as my wrist. He forced that fat dick in my mouth and _f_u_c_k_ed my face hard. As Steve was ramming his dick in my mouth, I started stroking my own dick. Steve quickly pulled his _c_o_c_k_ from my mouth and slapped me hard across the face reminding me that it was Dave's dick and he did not give me permission to touch it. "SORRY SIR," was my immediate response. "You will be boy. Get your arse up, spread your legs and bend over palms touching the floor." Then I felt the sting of the strap to the back of my right leg. I thought it cut into me it hurt so bad/good. Steve worked his way up my leg then my ass then down the left leg. Then he started laying into my ass with the strap at full swing. I knew he was not going to stop until I said the word. When I really could not take any more, cried out: "Eagle SIR. Eagle please SIR." I had tears running down my face and my _c_o_c_k_ was leaking precum. Steve Pushed me on the bed, he went back into his bathroom and returned with a tube of lubricant and a condom.
Steve tossed both the lubricant and the condom at me. "Lube your arse up for me boy." I squeezed a large amount of the lube in my hand, and worked it into my arse. Then I put the condom on Steve and assumed my position. Steve rammed his dick all the way in me in one thrust. I thought he tore me in half. As Steve was pounding me I new better than to touch my _c_o_c_k_. After the _f_u_c_k_ing of my life Steve pulled out ripped the condom flipped me over and jammed his _c_o_c_k_ in my mouth _c_o_c_k_ing me with his load.
Steve left me on the bed as he went to clean up. My _c_o_c_k_ was so hard I new if I touched it I would come at once. Steve must have known the same thing. He went from the bathroom to his toy closet and came out with a pair of leather cuffs and a very large butt plug. Steve secured my hands to my collar and inserted the plug in my ass. I was then allowed to go and have a piss. Steve told me that if I splashed a drop that I better lick it up. As I stood over the toilet I saw that Steve had pissed all over the rim of it. As I was finishing, Steve walked in and said: "I told you not to make a mess boy. Now clean it." I did as I was told, having no choice. My hand where strapped to my collar and he was definitely in charge. "When you're done boy, you will sleep at the foot of my bed on the floor." "Yes sir. Thank you sir."
My weekend had only just started. Dave was coming over in the early morning. What else was there in stall for me?
If you want to let me know what you thought of the story, or want to get in touch with Tom to discipline him as he needs it, please contact me at hotdate@hotmail. com.