I met the Master when I first came to work for his company. He seemed stern and cool, but was very fair to me. I had started college at seventeen and finished early. By the time I was twenty-six, I was hired to be his personal council. My childhood was a nightmare and I think he became a father figure to me.
Then he took me to Asia, and introduced me to the lifestyle. I sat and watched as all my darkest fantasies were acted out in front of me. Normally the only thing that makes me erect is having an enema or being spanked by a woman. I was hideously ashamed of this. I thought I was a pervert. Then the Master showed me that I was but a toddler in the world of perversion.
We traveled the darkest paths in Asia but I felt safe under his wing.
He told me that this was my primmer in the life of submission. I was forbidden to touch or be touched. And so I watched. Sitting with a group of a dozen or so older men I watched as the Master stood on a stage-like platform and fastened clamps on a delicate Asian woman's nipples and pussy lips. I studied how he lowered her onto a black man's huge erection and guided another thick cock belonging to a tall blond man, into her bottom. Then with the tiny woman helplessly sandwiched between them, the two men stood.
Dressed in a white silk shirt and black leather pants and boots, the master picked up a long flexible rod and began to beat the two naked men on their asses. The men roared and staggered as the woman screamed. When the blond man in her bottom lost his grip and his place the woman received a few blows of the rod. Her legs curled around the black man's waist and she shrieked again. Amazingly she and the man came even as the blows fell on their red striped asses. I was stunned when my own cock stirred and swelled.
The blond man meanwhile, just knelt on the wooden floor and looked ashamed. He kissed Master's boots and let himself be strapped face down on a short bench, his booted feet spread wide on the floor. "You failed a simple test, pig!" Kicking the blonde's legs farther apart, the Master picked up a leather flogger and handed it to the black man. "50. Stop and bugger him at 25 though. Jason-boy, come closer and watch as the pig is punished."
I stood up, went forward and shuddered as the whip turned the pale flesh into a bright red mass of welts. The man screamed after ten of so and I shuddered again. Glancing at me, Master called a halt and walked to the end of the bench. "Pig. Do you wish this to stop?" The man looked dazed and shook his head. "See, Jason… he has gone into his own world now… his sub space. Crouch down and look at his penis."
"It's hard Master." I was amazed. Of course I was even more amazed that I was hard. Diamond hard.
"Now be quiet and watch." The black man finished the twenty-five and stood up, his massive, uncircumcised cock erect again. The woman had been standing to the side, with her fingers buried in her clamped and chained pussy. Throwing down the whip, the man grabbed her and pushed her face down on the whipped man's back. With no warning, he plowed into her pussy and plunged back and forth, making both people under him scream in pain and pleasure.
When the cock was coated with creamy froth the man tossed her aside and pointed his cock down. I couldn't help but lean closer as the fist shaped head breached the tiny hole. "I can't believe that will fit, Master."
"He'll make it fit, or he'll be the one face down."
I tried not to shudder again as the Master took up the flogger and laid twenty quick strokes on the muscular buttocks of the man doing the fucking. He was much better at it and the big man bellowed even as he pounded the screaming man under him.
He then directed the woman to come behind the pair of men.
Master took the woman's wet hand and squeezed it full of some sort of cream. Steering it between the clenching buttocks he gave her a grim look. Without a word she pushed two fingers in to the brown pucker. After a few pumps she shoved in four, then curling in her thumb she twisted and pushed until her hand was inside. The blond man on the bottom was making odd keening grunts as the tireless black cock fucked him. "You see Jason, how her arm is going into him. This is something that takes time to learn, even though her hand and arm are comparatively tiny. It takes much more time for a man to do this to another man." The Master paused and twisted the clamps on her nipples before unclipping them. "Make a fist slut." Her knees buckled and I could see her nipples turn almost purple. Only her hand inside the man caught her, making him fall forward on the helpless blond man. "Clumsy slut."
The woman was weeping as she stood. "I am sorry, Master."
"Make him come… this is getting boring."
I looked at the dainty Asian girl and wished I could put my cock inside her – in her mouth – in her pussy – in her ass. I had never been able to get it up with a woman – or a man for that matter (trying it with a roommate, once in college) Now my cock was leaking and hard and the simple pressure of my cotton boxers rubbing it was going to make me come. I even wondered in my most secret fantasies what a cock – or even a hand – would feel like in my ass.
Up to this point the only time I became aroused was when, once a month, I paid a middle-aged nurse to give me a colonic and spank me until I came on her lap. But my hole was so tight that even the pencil sized enema nozzle made my eyes water. "I'm going to come."
"From now on you will ask my permission, not simply announce it."
