Cages. The caging of a slave has many uses and benefits. There are cages and also cages which will also change the effect for the slave. The big bastard. The big bastard is needed when you expect the slave to sleep in a cage. It needs to be big enough for him to stretch out and sleep. It sounds nice and tough to say they don't need all that room as they are only slaves but in the real world they have to be rested enough to be able to work. For safety you need to be able to release the door quickly in the event of a fire. I personally don't lock the door as I don't want to have to wake up when the slave bleats about needing a piss. It is also good that they can get out in the morning and make my cup of tea without me having to get out of bed. I use the bars as psychological imprisonment most of the time. It can be used for slave time out to think about their actions but there are better ways of achieving that with other cages. There are down sides to having a cage in the room. What do you do with it when mum visits. It can also be off putting when you have been successful in picking up a vanilla sex god. I am not adverse to forbidding the slave from leaving the cage over night. I am happy to put them in nappies or make them use a bottle. If the cage is somewhere like a garage then you could just make them piss or shit themselves. It is hard work being a Master as there are so many decisions to make.

The oh so squeezy. The oh so squeezy is a much smaller cage and it is designed to make the slave very uncomfortable. It is tight and there is no room to stretch out or turn around. This is the most effective way of giving a slave time out to think about their poor service. For this I use a large dog transporter cage. It is made out of plastic with a wire grill door. It can be locked but the door latch is placed so that it is very difficult for the slave to manipulate it anyway. To get in the slave has to crawl in backwards and once in cannot turn around. This is portable and so I can take it with me in the car, light so it can be lifted easily by one person or dare I say slave and weather proof so it can be left outside no problems. If mum comes over just tell her its for the dog. I can leave a slave in there wallowing in their piss and shit for as long as I want without it ruining the rugs and then it can be easily cleaned. I can also place it in my lounge room with the wire grill door facing me so I can watch both the TV and my slave enjoying their seclusion time. Being plastic with a wire grill door I can also throw buckets of cold water over the slave to add to their pleasure. The only disadvantage I see with this cage is that due to its tight size there are limits to how long a slave can be left in there to contemplate.

The wire wonderland. The wire wonderland is as its name suggests made of wire. Mine currently has a cover over it as I was using it to transport slave 8 around the farm on a wet day. The wire has a number of benefits. It is bigger than 'the oh so squeezy' but smaller than the 'big bastard'. It is still too small for the slave to stretch out but they can turn around. It is wire and so they can see in all directions which is not necessarily desirable. I find that slaves imaginations can run riot if they hear activity but can't see whats actually going on. Be it sex, a flogging or even just talking to a stranger; the slaves imagination will go into over drive if they can only listen. This cage is wire so it will rust if you leave it out side. Being wire though means you can have the slave back up onto any implement or body part you want. You can easily make it into a 'oh so squeezy' just by pushing a few rods through the wire at spots to restrict their movement. The good visibility into the cage does mean that you can totally supervise their position and actions without having to leave your chair.

I have seen another cage on the internet which was of wire construction and completely formed around the slave so that he was permanently in a kneeling position poised for sex with who ever required relief. This is a bit extreme though and would be way to expensive for the average Master as it would have to be individually made for each slave. It would also have very limited time usage before the slave started to have health issues with circulation.

Out door training. I have probably misnamed this post as it was more out door testing. I have a visiting friend who I think has slave tendencies but I am not quite sure if he is ready yet to take the quantum leap. I decided to take him down to the Yarra River which flows a few minutes drive from my place. We took one of the canoes and set off up stream for a day on the cool water rather than swelter around the house. He is Indian and only been in Australia a few years. He is not confident in water so I had to gee him up a bit and make sure he felt safe in the buoyancy vest before we set off. As we pushed away from the bank I said "Fuck". He quickly responded by asking what the was the matter. I told him that I had forgotten the crocodile spear. I have a wicked sense of humour and got much enjoyment from seeing his eyes like dinner plates and the general look of horror. I reassured him that there are no crocodiles in southern Australia and we set off again with gusto. We paddled for an hour up river. The Yarra River is very beautiful near my house and you frequently see kangaroos and all types of bird life as you paddle along so its a great day if you want to show a visitor some of the country. We had to get out a few times to cross rapids and so by the time we found a nice bank to relax on we were quite wet.

I suggested we ditch the clothes to let them dry and we settle down for a bite to eat and a few beers. We are sitting in the river drinking when down comes a guy in shorts and sits down about 50 metres down stream. My friend says "what are we going to do" as we were both naked. Without even thinking I told him to stand up for a minute and his slavish nature kicked in and he got up without even questioning me. He stood just long enough to be seen and then sat down. The guy down the river got up then and removed his shorts and sat down again. He moved on after half an hour and we were left alone. Over our couple of beers we talked about a variety of things and sex is always high on the list of topics for my friend. He has a good solid 8 inch brown uncut trouser snake and in the current circumstances it was pleasant viewing as any discussion on sex tends to get him going and so he waxed and waned between a 50% and 75% erection. He made some comment about handcuffs and I said you don't need handcuffs as a good piece of rope will do the job equally well. I then got the rope I use to tie up the canoe and showed him how to use it to tie a persons arms. He got to a 100% erection at this point which was quite pleasant and unmistakeable. Needless to say I had to do something about that and let me just say that a long barrel obviously gives extra range. Next time he is down I am going to make sure that I secure the food and drink to the canoe with extra rope as I would hate to lose the supplies and some extra rope is always useful.

I am pissed off. I had yet another potential slave fail to appear today. Why is this so? Happy for slaves to chicken out but at what point did we decide that manners no longer counted. Where was my text or message. Is it really that hard to just send a message that you have changed your mind and won't be coming or cumming for that matter? I blame this phenomena on a couple of things: 1. Newbies. Something they always wanted to do and on reading a profile felt a bit of blood seeping into that small piece of meat we will call a penis (if it helps their self esteem). In the morning after a good lonely wank they chicken out to continue on with their normal lonely or pretend straight life. 2. Married guys. Once again after a nice read of a profile, the small brain gets hard for the first time in weeks and so there is "Master I really want to serve you. I will do anything you want etc etc blah blah". Then later the dragon arises from her lair and married guy has the guilts set in and he avoids the internet for a week or two. He then goes back to "yes dear, no dear" and continues with his sexless life. 3. Mr bored and pissed. Quite out there when he has had a few drinks. Happy to muck around with his football mates and go the squirrel grip, pull their pants down or pull his dick out and dance around. After all its just the boys mucking around after a few drinks and couldn't be considered gay. Then in the cold hard light of sobriety he goes back to Mr Straight and laughs off the photos. Or if he has made an appointment with a Master he will go quiet or block them. 4. Mr Ego. I am the coolest dude on the block, I look good and I am doing you a favour by wanting to serve you. Trouble is later Mr Ego goes I'm a bit tired and I can't be bothered. He then justifies it to himself that the Master was 30 and he only plays with people up to 29, that out of the 18 listed kinks there was one he thought a bit odd so he was obviously weird or that he lived more than three houses away and so he was to hard to meet with despite the fact he has a car or good public transport. Well slaves out there I am sick of it. All good Masters will spend a lot of time in preparation prior to any meeting. They will read through the slaves profile and see what they want to get out of the training, they will then see how best to incorporate it into their own needs. They will review the slaves boundaries to make sure that the session goes smoothly. There maybe purchases to make to meet specific scenarios and there will be setting up of the play room. Then there is the sitting around waiting for the slimy snivelling soft cock to show up rather than getting other needed tasks completed. To make sure a training session goes well there is so much preparation that it is no wonder that Masters get really pissed off when balless cock snot don't have the decency to advise that they are not going to show up. This morning I had a no show who I had gone to a lot of trouble to accommodate a few months ago. Apparently he is different now and begged me to train him. Well sorry spawn of a spineless jelly fish I have no intention of attempting to meet you again.

Slave holidays. Is there such a thing as a slave holiday. I think from my point of view there is but it does not fall in the normal definition. If I go on holidays I am very happy to take my slaves. Even if we are staying in a hotel where everything is done for us there are certain tasks which the slave will be responsible for completing. Obviously there are new tasks such as carrying bags, arranging tours, and organising transport. Most of the domestic chores won't be required and so I suppose on the weight of it there is less for them to do. They will still be expected to provide sexual services and probably more of them with the added time available and there will be personal servant duties, making cups of tea, massages, and running errands to name a few. I therefore like to fill in the space with new things to do as idle slave hands lead to trouble. Therefore below I have included my 12 slave tasks for the Christmas holidays: One. Have them review their training for the year and give you a list of good points and bad points and future wishes. This will help to keep the relationship on track for both your expectations. Two. Invent a holiday game. Every time we see a common holiday event then the slave gets a paddle on return home. This could be when you see a tram if you visit Melbourne, whenever you see a Hawaiian shirt, budgie smugglers on the beach, thongs etc. Three. Holiday sex is always good. Have a day out and have the slave find someone suitable for you to mate with on your return or else he gets punished. Four. A new wardrobe is always good for holidays. Make the slave go shopping for female attire and make sure it is to fit perfectly. Five. Leave the slave in the hotel tied to a bed naked for the cleaners to find while you go out. I would recommend you only do this in a boutique gay hotel and perhaps word up the manager before hand. Six. Following on from the previous task, tie the slave naked to a chair and call room service.

Seven. Review the slave contract. Holidays are a good time to do this as you can allocate dedicated time. Eight. Holiday photos are good to prove you have been away. Get a collection of naked slave photos at various locations around your holiday destination. Nine. Fun at the beach is always relaxing. Using block out sun cream draw pictures of cocks, balls, or rude words onto the slaves body. After a day in the sun he will have an embarrassing white picture on his body for all to see surrounded by tan. Ten. Its always hard to find toilets when on holiday in exotic places. As you go around make the slave drink water but don't let him go to a toilet until you get back to the hotel. If he wets himself too bad. Eleven. Food can also be dodgy on holidays. When you are in a restaurant, send the slave to the toilet to wank into a cup with a strict time limit. He is to come back (or should that be cum back - LOL)and pour it over his food for added seasoning.Twelve. Everybody likes random sex when on holidays. Sell sex with your slave to other travellers and use it to pay for the holiday.

In the beginning. I was pondering the other night when I developed an interest in Master/slave domination. As with most things in life it probably wasn't one specific thing as on thinking back there were a number of interesting things which got the blood flowing into the small brain. I think the earliest was when I was at school and about 15 years old. I went to an all boys school and anything vaguely homosexual would have led to a miserable life at the school. One day while waiting for a teacher (we called them Masters at the time LOL)to arrive for class, one of the least popular boys made some comment. I can't remember what it was but it seemed to piss a couple of the others off. Next thing I knew the boys had grabbed this boy, one on each arm while a third boy undid his pants and pulled down his jocks. There he was in all his glory on display for the rest of the class and there was not a thing he could do about it. The third guy then gave him a good solid punch to the ball bag and he was let go to pull up his pants and recover as best he could.

Later when I was in my early 20's I went away for the weekend with a group of guys. We used to drink quite heavily and so it used to get quite messy by the early hours. This particular night one of the guys was grabbed and they started tickling him as he had been stupid enough to say he was very ticklish. Next thing he had his clothes removed. It wasn't hard as it was a hot night and everyone was only wearing shorts. Hands came from every where and he was given a thorough tickling from his ribs to his feet. He seemed to enjoy it as he became quite hard and it was very obvious to every one. Someone (a supposed straight one at that) gave him a couple of good long rubs on the dick and he came to everyone's supposed horror. This guy also got the nickname of 'Tickles' from then on. There were a couple of other incidents along the way which happened long before I went to my first gay bar. The thing I think I enjoyed most about these incidents was the power exchange or more correctly the removal of power from the victim. The first gay bar I went to was a leather bar here in Melbourne. I went initially when it was relatively new and the front bar was still a straight suburban bar. I must have looked gay or surprised because when I walked in the old guys at the bar looked me over and said I needed to go out back to the poofter bar. When I went out the back a whole new world opened up involving Masters , slaves, leather, power exchange, bondage, puppy play etc. And that my friends was the start of a long love affair with the kinky side of life.

Rugby player. As previously mentioned I have just come back from New South Wales. I went up to help a mate and by chance a slave contacted me on a well known web site from the same town. We chatted over a couple of days and set up a possible meet. I say possible because its over a nine hour drive to the town from my place and we were going up one day and returning the next. On the way up there were quite a number of texts from this guy. He is in his early 30's and straight but loves being dominated and bound. He is over six feet tall and a bit over weight but still has lots of really big muscle hidden underneath. He advised me that he was a rugby forward and definitely looked the part. As we got closer to the town his texts dried up and so I started to get that uneasy feeling that he was going to be a no show. Once we arrived I advised him of our location and he intimated that he was really nervous and asked all sorts of questions about what I intended to do to him. Really how bad can I be in a motel with neighbours just on the other side of a tissue paper wall. Anyway lots more texts telling me he was held up but he would be coming blah blah blah. Finally the slave arrived and then I got a surprise as it was my mate who got nervous and disappeared. Always the back bone of any endeavour I soldiered on by my self with the slave.

I started off having him strip one piece of clothing at a time. As each piece came off I commented on his good points, got him to turn around and generally felt the merchandise. Once he was totally naked I had him stand under the light and then went very thoroughly over his body. I looked in his mouth and ran my finger over his teeth, felt all his muscles, rolled his balls around my hands and pulled his foreskin back to check on the one eyed snake. I had him place his hands on the bed so I could part his arse cheeks and check out his hole. Once I was happy with the meat display I showed him a couple of poses I like my slaves to use. While he was kneeling at my feet I questioned him in detail about his preferences and sex life in general. He told me that although he was straight he had previously had a number of gay experiences including some kinky straight stuff where he had been pegged and also abused by a group of girls aided by some boys. I then put a nice lycra mask on him and started to tie him in various bondage positions. After maybe an hour I had suspended my boots from his testicles and was happily kicking them backwards and forwards. He then advised me that he felt faint and wanted to spew. I have never seen me move so quick trying to undo my various knots. I got him free to the point where he could move and pushed him in the direction of the toilet where he started vomiting immediately. He seemed to recover and so I suggested he lay on the bed while I fully removed the ropes while he recovered. We started to talk and he advised that he has a heart condition which some times causes him to faint. Not something I was expecting from a big rugby player. Anyway he didn't want medical assistance and so we just talked about his life in general. After awhile I realised the magic of the moment was gone and so we decided it had been fun and parted. A very interesting and surprising night.

Sorry.I have been having computer problems lately so I haven't been able to post pictures. I am currently in New South Wales checking out a new slave. I will tell you all about it on Monday when I return home.

Showers. Lots of fun can be had in a shower. It can be a playground, torture chamber, training ground or even a place to wash. Lets look at Playground. While there are generally no swings in a shower there is plenty of opportunity to play. Nothing like having a slave sit in the shower blind folded with his mouth open and then directing a stream of warm piss all over his head and in his mouth. Make him guess whose piss it is to avoid punishment. He can be seated on a nice dildo at the same time for extra laughs. Alternatively have him take your penis in his mouth and drink as you unleash. This generally ends in some nice choking sounds. A third alternative is to have him hold a big bowl under his chin as you piss on him and then make him drink the bowl dry. Torture chamber. Nothing like having a slave take a cold shower to get their attention. Leave then in there and keep filling them with drink and make them hold it in under threat of severe punishment. They generally end up crying and pleading in a most pleasing way with this treatment. They can then be told to lick up the mess. Apply some menthol based linament to balls, cock, nipples or arse. Wait until it starts to burn and then give them a squirt of water to magnify the effect. Its also a good place to use their toothbrush to rub toothpaste into sensitive parts of the skin.Training ground. Cleaning the shower is a character building exercise for a slave. Nothing depersonalises a slave like supervising their personal cleaning. Small groups can be brought in to watch the process and nothing like a wank display under duress such as cold water.Place to wash. I like to be clean and so when there is a slave present I like them to act as my man servant. They take off my clothes, they join me in the shower and wash me, when I get out they dry me and eventually dress me.

POW. This year has been very wet in southern Australia. As a consequence I have been house bound to a certain extent. House bound=bored. To relieve the boredom I decided a bit of role play was in order. Enter slave 7. It is a 40ish married accountant who visits occasionally. I had him enter my house through the back door. I was waiting for him behind the doorway and quickly threw a pillow case over his head along with a loop of elastic to hold it in place. Pinning his arms I pushed him to the ground and bound his arms. I use a couple of loops around both wrists which then have another loop which goes around the wrist loops to pull it tight into rope hand cuffs .Suitably trussed like the turkey he is I then removed all his clothes. Fortunately for him it only meant I had to cut off his T shirt as the rest could just be pulled off. He was then told that he was my prisoner and that he was going to be interrogated.

I placed him seated in a chair and tied his ankles to a leg each. The same with his wrists. I then went to work demanding he tell me his secrets. Every time slave7 offered some information he was told that I already knew it and wanted the real secret. He would then feel pain. I covered him in pegs and nipple clamps. These were pulled, flicked and twisted as required. He wriggled, and yelled to be released. He begged me to tell him what I wanted to know. Each time he was told that he knew and had better start giving me what I wanted. I then poured cold water over him and mocked his retracting cock. I grabbed a small paddle and started to hit him all over. Between the legs, across his nipples, hands, head and feet. This went on for an hour. Part way through I stuffed a sock in his mouth to silence him and restrict his breathing. Eventually all good things come to an end. I threw him out the back door with what was left of his clothes.

Public Slave Training. I looked out the window and the weather had finally got better and looked like it might be a good day. I decided I would take slave 8 outside for some sunshine. I ordered him to don T shirt, shorts and sandals. Out into the big blue day we went and headed towards the shops to do a bit of shopping so slave 8 thought but little did he know. We got down to the shops and all of a sudden in the middle of the mall I ordered slave 8 to give me 20 push ups. This attracted a bit of attention and put a nice red glow into the cheeks of slave 8. We then wondered on and looked in a few shops. On exiting the last shop I decided to have a smoke. I ordered slave 8 to adopt the standing pose and then lit up. This in itself looked a bit odd and got a few interested stares but then to up the ante I started to blow my smoke into his face. I love the way slave 8 blushes. He very easily colours up which I find quite attractive.

We next went into a mens wear shop. Mr Bright, Bouncy and Gay (MBBG) arrived to serve us. I informed him that I wanted to buy underwear for my slave. This put a smile on his face while slave 8 nearly fainted. I advised MBBG that I wasn't sure of his size and asked if he could measure him so we get a good fit. MBBG was very helpful and went and measured slave 8 waist. I noticed that as he bent down to do the measuring his eyes never left the bulge of slave 8 package. MBBG came back with a few types of underwear. I ordered slave 8 to drop his pants in the dressing room. I then put on a show for MBBG and gave slave 8 a chastising for not wearing underwear even though we both knew he had been ordered not to put them on. MBBG had after an initial good look had turned away and advised that we had to keep the curtain closed while we made our selections. By the time we got to the counter to pay for the underwear MBBG was smiling like a rat with a gold tooth at the cash register and slave 8 looked like he was about to have a coronary. I announced to slave 8 that we would be heading home. His pain wasn't over though as I made him stand in the aisle on the uncrowded bus and made him hold up his purchases for me to see.

Rope tying. I have studied the Japanese rope tying skill called 'Kinbaku'. Don't get me wrong I do not profess to be an expert but just mention it as it relates to my rope tying style. Kinbaku is fun to learn and came about from practical purposes. The Japanese police prior to western influence never used hand cuffs. Prisoners were tied up using very quick and practical methods to quickly disable foes. They had numerous methods which were based on the prisoners status. Certain knots were used on the gentry while others were for joe peasant. Some rope tying methods were designed to torture the prisoner by either placing them in uncomfortable positions or by slow strangulation increase discomfort or cause death. In the 1950's the least dangerous of these skills morphed into erotic play and became quite intricate, skilful and almost works of art. One of the most important skills is the art of suspension of the victim. Done badly all sorts of problems and dangers can manifest. The trouble with this is that it has become an art form and to me by the time I have the victim tied up I am exhausted and my erection but a distant memory. As a consequence you will see in some of my photos I have included that victims are not tied up like a pretty present. . I like to make my victim tying quick so I can move them through a number of positions in a single session. This is particularly important when dealing with novices who also tend to get bored. My rope tying tends to be insidiously clever and designed more to produce an effect rather than look like the product of a scout on cocaine. I use body parts as weights to stretch balls, I immobilise parts so I can get easy access, I make it impossible for the victim to use their arms or legs normally and then have them perform some function for me. Some of you rope tying Masters out there I can hear you screaming 'heretic'. Yes its true I think a lot of the current rope tying performed is more about showing off rather than actually enhancing sex. Think about it.

Just another day. A while ago I had a slave who I called nine. Nothing really interesting about him, he was only average to look at, about 30 years old, happily married...... Yes I said married. Over the years I have had a number of so called straight slaves who were married but came to me for the humiliation and control. Who would have thought marriage could be short of those two elements. After we had had half a dozen sessions I felt it was getting a bit hum drum and needed to go up a notch. On our scheduled meeting day I told him that he would have to arrive at exactly 2 pm. "No problems Sir" he said. "Good" I said "I want you to empty your car of everything larger than a postage stamp prior to arriving. You are to come here totally nude and I don't want to find so much as a sock in the car when you arrive". At that time slave 9 had a 20 minute drive to my house. He was told to park in my drive way and to get out of the car on his arrival and stand beside the car facing the house until I come out.

I waited a couple of minutes and then I came out along with three of my friends. I thought slave 9 would let me down for a second as he started to move to cover himself with his hands but quickly recovered and readopted the position. I had a quick look over the car and was very happy to see there wasn't so much as a chupa chup wrapper in the vehicle. I then led us all inside and had slave 9 serve afternoon tea to the four of us. Once we had finished our tea we had slave nine wank for us while we flicked rubber bands at him.I allocated points according to where we hit him and came a creditable second to my old mate who is a Master from Sydney on a visit. We stopped him numerous times so we could finish the game before he came but we forgot about that so he never got to cum (he he he). Two of my friends left at that point and so it was just the Master from Sydney and myself to finish working him over to the wee hours of the morning. A great day had by all. During the session that followed we asked slave 9 how he went driving to my house. He said he was mostly concerned with being pulled over by the police and so he had driven very carefully within the speed limits the whole way. He decided he better take the most reliable car as a breakdown might lead to a breakdown of his own (LOL)and so he took the wifes car. He often cleans all the cars and so clearing it of everything and washing it wasn't unusual. He got into the car in the garage and drove out without being seen. Damn I must disable his remote control next time. He made sure he didn't park beside any buses or SUVs at traffic lights but did get caught by a motor bike rider who was splitting lanes. He also thought there might have been a pedestrian at a crossing who might have seen him as he went around the corner. It appears my little game generated quite a bit of anxiety in slave 9.

Remote control. Good morning Sirs this is slave 3. Master has asked me to tell you about my trip to the gay sauna. Master occasionally likes to use me in a new location and so we agreed to meet at a local gay sauna after work. Master was already waiting for me when I got there. He ordered me to strip and put my clothes in the locker. I was then to put my towel over my shoulder as I was going to be paraded around nude. The place was quite full and I am only about 70% comfortable with public nudity and so this does create a little embarrassment for me which Master is fully aware of and uses to my chagrin. He then led me into a cubicle and I was ordered to provide him with a massage which is one of his favourite services that I provide.

I worked on Masters body for about 20 minutes and then it got a bit much and he ordered me to suck his cock. I have been taught how to suck cock properly and so it is more like worshipping than sucking. It wasn't long before he ordered me to bend over and he entered me hard and fast. He pumped away for a while but pulled out prior to cumming. He then advised we were going to have a walk around. He grabbed some lube from the dispenser prior to walking out the door and rubbed it into his fingers on his right hand. He grabbed me by the neck with his left hand and proceeded to push his index finger up my arse. He then started to guide me around in front of him with pressure from his finger. He pushed me into the steam sauna and we walked around until he found a guy up against the wall who was a very nice looking 30 something with just enough muscle. Using his finger he pushed me down in the direction of this random guys cock. I don't need a hit on the head with a brick to get the idea and so I started to suck this guy. He got hard almost instantly. I worshipped his cock for a few minutes and then I felt the pressure of the finger again and I knew it was time to go. I left my random guy just as disappointed as I felt. Out and about we went again. I am not sure that most of the other patrons realised what was fully going on as it was all happening to the back however there were plenty of looks as I walked around naked. Back into the cubicle we went and Master entered me again. This time he finished it off and blew streams of jism into me that seemed to last for minutes.

The first meeting slave 5. My first meeting with slave 5 was at a gay sex club. I made sure I got there first so that I would be waiting when he arrived. At the appointed time he arrived and as per my instructions he stood just inside the door looking at the door in a respectful manner with his head bowed. He was told not to move once in position and so I watched him for a few minutes to make sure he followed my instructions. This also built up his stress as he wasn't sure who was watching him and whether or not I was there watching him. I eventually came up behind him and told him to follow me. I led him upstairs and into a cubicle. I then had him strip. He had only started when my hand shot out and slapped him hard as he hadn't bothered to fold his clothes neatly. I gave his body a very careful inspection and made sure I felt his muscles, rolled his balls in my hand, pulled his foreskin back for a look at the head and had him bend over and spread his cheeks so I could check his hole.

I then had him try on some of the gear that he brought with him and inserted a number of increasingly large dildos to see what he could take. I then gave him a few dollars and told him to get me a drink from the bar. He reached for his shorts and I told him that he wouldn't be needing them. The look on his face was priceless. I immediately got some push back and was advised that he wasn't ready for that at this point. I just looked at him for a minute in silence and then in a very stern voice said get out there and do as your told or get the fuck out and don't come back. Out he went to the bar totally naked. Unfortunately there were only a few guys in the club at this time as it was still early but there were enough to make it embarrassing for him. Fortunately I was able to talk to the bar man before slave 5 had arrived and we had hatched a plan. When slave 5 got to the bar the barman made sure he stretched his visit out as long as possible. By the time slave 5 got back with my drink his face was red as a beetroot. I then put him through a number of bondage positions. He had expressed an interest in punishment in our prior discussions and so I had him lie on the bunk and I worked his bum, legs and back over with a paddle, a leather strap and my hand. He was used sexually to provide me with some pleasure and then I started wanking him. I teased him for awhile, stopping occasionally to stop him from cumming too quickly. Eventually I told him to wank himself and then started to use my hands to restrict his breathing. Blocking his nose and mouth until he was very red and then letting him only have a quick one or two breaths. He eventually came and came and came. He was a married man and so I suspect he hadn't had sex for quite awhile. I didn't let him rest and quickly put a dog chain onto his collar and then led him around the club so that any punters who had missed his last trip to the bar could get an eye full. In the movie room I had him go across and ask one of the members what the movie was that he was watching. Most of the time I led him around standing but I did ride him like a horse also. All in all a very hard first time meeting for slave 5.

Brains are in their genitals part two. As previously blogged slaves brains are attached to their genitals and so a Master can quickly gain control using the genital highway. I have a number of control methods I use. One of the most effective is cum control. I have noticed that slaves once they have cum can be quite bolshy. As a general rule I keep slaves cumless for generally around two weeks. I think they need to express cum at least fortnightly to keep the tubes in good order. This does vary from slave to slave and needs to be adjusted to suite the purpose and individual need. Some times I will extend the abstinence period to teach them a lesson. Some times with a new slave I will gradually increase the abstinence period until they get used to it.

I like to clean out their pipes each fortnight however that doesn't mean they will enjoy the process. I will some times give them strict time limit to cum. If they fail to cum in that time they go back into chastity for another fortnight. To cum in these circumstances takes a lot of the fun out of it for the slave. Ruined orgasms are also another way of taking the fun out of a good wank. Just as they start to cum you cease all penis stimulation. This cleans the pipes but leaves them just as edgy. Alternatively make them cum multiple times before they are allowed to rest. Another way is to have them sit in front of you and your friends for extra impact and have them wank on command and stop on command. Any extra stroking after the stop command or any unauthorised discharge gets instant punishment. This can be drawn out over hours and there is always not letting them cum at the end. Slap them back into their chastity cage once you have finished teasing. Another fun way to have them wank for you is to have them tied in an uncomfortable position with only one hand free and maybe its not their usual wank hand. I had a bit of fun with slave 8 one day. I made him stand in front of me and wank while I flicked rubber bands at his genitals. I have also stood beside him with a one foot ruler and repeatedly hit his balls while he wanked. Great fun and very educational for the slave. I hope this has given you a few ideas on how to train your slaves.

Promenading. Master class 101 requires slaves to walk one pace behind the Master when out. This has always been a requirement for me and it was in turn taught and expected of me when I was serving a Master when I was learning the trade so to speak. Recently I was chatting to a Master in Singapore and they apparently have a different cultural slant on it in Singapore. The Singapore Master advised that over there the slave always walks in front as a sign of respect.

This got me thinking about why we do it the way we do and to be quite frank the only reason I could find was that it puts you in the position of leader and therefore in total control of the path being taken. It probably harks back to the days when kings led from the front to show that they had no fear. I am not sure there is a need for modern Masters to show no fear while walking around the street or any one else for that matter unless you are going through some crack estate full of bogans. On the other hand I could see lots of benefits from having the slave walk in front. One. I can watch him to make sure his mind is on the job and not leering at every pretty boy wandering past. Two. Once the slave is told where to go they have to do the navigating and woe behold if they get you lost. Three. They can have doors open for you before you get there so you don't have to wait. Four.They have to make sure they stay just in front and don't get too far away. This gives them a third thing to think about other than navigation and pleasing you. Five. If you have them collared or some other obvious adornment of their servitude they are more open for everyone to see rather than being able to hide behind you. Six. You can still put them on a lead if you wish either directly to their neck or around their balls, under the crutch and out over the top of their pants. The western way of slave behind has a number of decided disadvantages I also discovered on reflection. Firstly. You can't see what they are doing so they could be pulling faces, giving you the finger or perving on pretty boys. Secondly. They only have to follow behind mind in neutral while you do the work of navigating. How embarrassing for the Master if you get lost. Thirdly. You have to wait for them to come forward to open doors. Fourthly. If you do wander into a drug estate then the expendable slave/s can be expected to deal with the mugger allowing you to escape if necessary. This Master from now on has slaves to the front.

Brains are in their genitals Part One. I have come to firmly believe that slaves brains are in their genitals. Control the genitals and you control the slave. As a consequence I like to make sure that slaves keep me firmly on their minds during the day that way they are less likely to stray from my designated path. Therefore I like to impress upon their minds a reminder of me and I mean impress. I have a number of ways to do this. One. The first is obvious make them wear a chastity device. This keeps them from having an erection, applies constant pressure to the penis and balls and from time to time gives them a painful reminder if its caught in clothing. Two. Make them wear womens underwear. Once again they are not built for sausage and two eggs and so there can be some lack of comfort as a constant reminder. They have to be careful bending or else the frilly lacey bits may show over the jeans. Three. Make them wear no underwear. The occasional commando raid feels quite odd and can be arousing if used occasionally. Four. Cut a hole in the front of their underwear and thread their penis though it. Once again this feels odd and is a constant reminder. Five. Have them wear their underwear back to front. Once again there is not much room for junk and so it is a reminder of you for the whole day. Six. Have them wear underwear a couple of sizes too small. Once again pressure pressure pressure to pressure their mind towards you. Seven. Snap a padlock around their balls. This is uncomfortable, can't be removed without your permission, provides and effective weight to stretch the balls particularly if no underwear is warn in conjunction.

Eight. Add sand paper to their underwear for that extra scratch. Vary the grade so that it has levels of scratch for variety. Obviously this is only used in your presence otherwise it won't last long in their underwear. Nine. Add ball stretchers or cock rings for that extra bit of reminding pressure. It is a good habit to lay out some where in the house what you want them to wear each day. It helps keep them on their toes. Ten. Have then wear an electric dog collar around their little clits and give them a shock from time to time. So much fun when you are out shopping and they are talking to shop assistants, bus drivers, taxi drivers etc.

Slave 6. I wasn't sure about slave 6. We had spoken on the internet over a period of a month. Some times he would seem to be an ideal fit and other times he would seem like so many other internet time wasters. One night while talking to him I had a bit of a brain flash (more likely the red wine was starting to kick in). A test of his commitment was required. I told him of my concerns and said he would have to pass a test before I would meet him.

I gave slave 6 my address and told him that at exactly 7 pm he was to get naked across the road and stay that way for 30 seconds. He was to adopt a pose of respect (standing at ease position with head bowed and not moving)and face directly at the given address. After 30 seconds he was to put his clothes on and leave without looking back and that I would contact him the next day if I felt he passed the test. My street is not on a main road but there is a reasonable amount of through traffic heading towards the shops just around the corner. I omitted to tell him that I was having a few friends over that night for dinner. He was also warned that there would be no excuses accepted if he failed to show or if he cut it short. Just prior to the appointed hour I went to the window and commented that there was a great sunset starting to happen. My seven guests all wandered over to the window for a bit of a look. Little did they know what was about to happen. Right on 7 pm my potential slave was standing directly in front of my house. One of the guests mentioned that the guy across the road looked a bit dodgy standing in a coat when the weather was not even cool. Just as everyone adjusted their gaze he dropped the coat and was standing there in his full glory. Reasonably fit, 30ish years of age, dark hair, shaved pubes and a good sized uncut penis. The room went quiet for the first 10 seconds as everyone tried to take in the sight. Then the room burst into a barrage of laughter and pointing. Across the road I suspect slave 6 could hear the pandemonium as he appeared to have developed a full body blush. Anyway exactly 35 seconds later he burst into action and had his coat on and his legs pumping hard and fast. Nobody hosts a dinner like I do. I decided that I would accept slave 6 and he joined the stable for a couple of years until his work took him to lucky London

Kevin and andrew. I occasionally get contacted by other Masters who would like to talk about what I do and pick my brains for ideas about how they can improve their current arrangements. Kevin talked to me at length and after a few weeks we decided to meet at a local gay leather venue. They were a bit of an odd couple. Kevin was of Indian extraction, was not in good shape and around 30 years old. His slave andrew was around the same age but was in very fine form. I brought slave eight with me and had him wait in one of the side bars until I decided it was time for the others to meet him. They seemed pleasant enough and they appeared to have quite a well functioning Master/slave relationship which had been going for quite a number of years. Kevin seemed quite strict and andrew seemed to really like being dominated and even needed it to counteract his quite high pressure job. They had a nude slave policy around the house for all visitors except for andrews family visits which were rare as he came from interstate. He was allowed to wear only shorts when tradesmen or other officialdom visited. When they were just relaxing in the lounge room andrew sat on the floor at his Masters feet. I brought slave eight over and had him buy us all a round of drinks. It appears that andrew has trouble wearing a chastity device and so they have a trust agreement on his ability to cum. I was not convinced that this was entirely correct and felt that andrew may have been faking it so he could wank at will. I had slave eight stand up and drop his pants and show them his CB6000 chastity device and pointed out that they are quite secure and comfortable to wear. I suggested that maybe they should try this device to see how it goes. This brought a few smiles to the three or four punters in the bar. Kevin allows andrew to cum around once a fortnight which is similar to my requirements. Any way we chatted for an hour or so and then parted vouching to meet again in the near future. I discussed the night with eight on the way home and we both agreed that andrew probably wasn't quite truthful about his inability to wear chastity devices. When we got home I had eight strip immediately and then put him over my knee. I then lectured him about drooling over other slaves without permission and gave him enough serious wacks to make him think twice about doing it again. I made him also wear a blind fold all the next day and gave him quite a list of duties to carry out while visually hindered. The cheek of him.

Aftercare. I went to an out door fetish event today and watched a number of activities. Most of it was fairly hum drum and boring to watch. I did see one thing that was at first glance a bit odd but which also reminded me to make this post. It was a middle aged couple with a young male of around 20 years of age. They had him dressed as a sissy in lingerie and then bound him to restrict his movement. The pair of them worked over this kid for over half an hour with various straps, bare hands and cats with nine tails. They made his bottom quite red and marked it a fair bit with welts. They also worked over the inside of his legs, testicles and back with the implements. The woman mostly held him bent over while the male did the paddling though she also manhandled his cock and balls quite a lot at various stages. They eventually stripped him in front of a largely disinterested crowd and gave his cock and balls considerable rough treatment which didn't seem to stop his semi erection. Once they had finished paddling him they took him aside and removed his ropes and them lay down on the grass together and cuddled. The woman rubbed some ice bricks over his welts to reduce the pain while the male gave the slave a nice massage. The aftercare is very important when exposing a slave to rough play. This is what will stick in his mind and be part of the attraction for his fetish. Aftercare is not so important when the purpose is punishment as the aim is to make this session as unpleasant as possible. If the punishment is being given by a married partner then I think the aftercare is very important even in a punishment situation as you are trying to make the point that you have been totally disappointed in their behaviour but still love them. So my friends when planning a punishment or rough play session don't forget to consider the aftercare. Its very important to the slaves mental well being and future attitude.

Rituals two. I have a morning ritual. When I have a live in slave I advise them the night before of the time I wish to be woken. At the appointed time I expect the slave to be naked and gently wake me with a cup of tea prepared to my liking. They are to wake me and adopt the standing pose until such time as I take my tea off the tray. Once I have my tea the slave is expected to ask how I am feeling and request his orders for the day. I live in a place which can be quite cold during the winter and so I will generally allow the slave to enter the bed. slaves always have their own bed and only share mine when I want to use them. Once in the bed we will have a discussion about what tasks I want completed during the day. I may then have the slave provide me with some sort of service. Normally in the mornings all I want is my dick sucked and so this maybe their first task for the day. I will eventually get up and go for a shower and shave while the slave goes and makes breakfast. Once I have finished my shower I expect the slave to be waiting with a towel to dry me and then dress me and generally act as my valet. We will then go past the slaves room and I will direct his clothing options for the day. After breakfast I will depart and the slave will get on with their tasks for the day. This routine is only indicative as it very much depends on our work requirements and in some cases can only be fulfilled on weekends. But I think you get the idea.

Slave control. I am a big fan of slave control on a regular and ongoing basis. Most of my slaves haven't actually lived with me. I always insist that they sleep over occasionally so I can really put them through their paces but sometimes once a week or fortnight is about all we can manage to get together. In these circumstances how do you maintain control and keep them in a state of subservience? This is a very important concept because it only takes a day or two and slaves start to go off the rails. Even when they live with you it is just as important to maintain this constant reinforcement of their status. I have blogged before about some of the things I have done to slaves who are away from my direct control. Today I thought I would explore slave control when they live with you.

1. Daily chores. One of the best ways is to give your slave a list of chores to do each day. This is a very real in your face expression of their servitude. I incorporate a daily orders group into my morning slave routine and give him my list of tasks while he stands naked in front of me while I have my tea in bed. To play with their mind just a little bit more I occasionally give them tasks which have to be completed while they are partially bound so they have to stoop, only use one arm, or blind folded. 2. Bells. I attach bells to the slaves balls. Every time they move there is a nice jingle to show me they are working and to remind them they are a slave. If I don't hear jingles then I know they are bludging and crack the whip figuratively and some times literally. 3. Ward robe. I like to choose the slaves ward robe each day. This reinforces my control and allows me to play with their minds a bit. Do they wear underwear or go commando, Do they wear girls panties, a chastity cage, cock rings, or ball spreaders. Nothing like the weight of a padlock around their balls to keep them focussed on you. 4. Service time. I like slaves to provide me with services other than the expected sexual services. Therefore the lunch time foot massage, the end of day bath with the slave providing food, drink, washing, drying, dressing and keeping me entertained by reading my book to me, full body massage etc. 5. Distraction. If we are out I sometimes get bored and need distraction. Nothing entertains me more than sending a slave off to public toilets for a wank with a tight time limit. I then get them to bring back the proof and drink it in front of me. 6. House activities. I will give them a list of 4 things which I want them to do when they see me put up the corresponding finger or voice signal. I like to use both types of signal as it adds to the mental stress. Things for them to do would include fill a glass with piss, act like a dog, adopt a particular pose, edge them selves etc. This keeps them on the hop all day and makes them pay attention to you constantly. 7. Down you go. Normal routine goes on but the slaves head is to remain lower than yours at all times. This can be quite challenging if they are doing tasks which are high up and have to be done in a reasonable time frame. 8. Time out. There are two ways I do this. One is to lock them in their cage for a period of time. The second is to have them hold a coin to the wall with their nose. I always tie their hands behind their back so they can't cheat. If they drop the coin they get punished. 9. Roulette. List six punishments and then throw a dice to see which one they get. Six wacks with a paddle is not much so you can make it brackets of say 4 and then have them throw a second dice to see how many brackets they get. 10, Forced exercise. This is also fun and can be conducted like for roulette as per the previous entry. I also like to use straps and paddles to make sure they give a 100% effort.

Rituals. I have a number of rituals that I insist upon when I have a live in slave. One of the most important I think is the coming home from work ritual. My last slave used to usually arrive home from work after me and so each day I would lay out on the bed what I wanted him to wear when he got home. Mostly this was nothing but some times it may be ball stretchers, leather harness, maids out fit, hand cuffs etc. He knew to go straight to the room and get prepared. He would have to have a shower as I hate stinky slaves. He would then come out and find me. I would expect that he would adopt the kneeling position at my feet and kiss them to pay respects. Generally I was alone but once or twice there were special friends there who knew about our living arrangements. I would eventually get around to asking him how his day was and telling him about my own. He would be silent in the kneeling position until I was ready to talk to him. One of the questions I always asked was what had he done today which would disappoint me. This was his chance to confess and it put him under a certain amount of stress. He knew that anything he failed to mention would result in a very harsh penalty if he was found out. Generally I would have dinner ready and so we may go eat. He would be expected to serve me and clean up. After this we may play or I may just relax. He would quite often have a list of chores to complete.

Cheap but efficient. Previously I have blogged about my home made spreader bar. This is a very useful device which gets used all the time on my various slaves. I get annoyed when I go out to buy anything to do with sex or pets as any thing to do with these generally costs two to three times what they are worth. These modern day bushrangers, highway men and snake medicine sellers know that the average punter will stump out extra for these items and so charge a premium. I have over the years found a number of cheap household items which will do the job nicely and save you a fortune.

So in the picture above I have got a selection for you to consider adding to your own collection of implements. From the left. Toothbrush. Yes this humble device hides a dark use. The bristles are quite hard and so a quick swipe across a slaves testicles or penis will guarantee their attention. It can also be used to brush toothpaste, or liniment into soft body parts for that extra impact. Dog collar. Every slave should be collared. It is a toss up some times as to whether sex shops or pet shops charge more for dog collars. I have found some absolute bargains in leather at craft markets. Table tennis bat. An oldie but a goodie. A table tennis bat can make a presented bottom very red and painful in a short time and yet leave no long lasting marks. A must have in any Masters bag of tricks. Wooden clothes pegs. These are so cheap at the supermarket at a couple of dollars but are very effective when placed on nipples, testicles, stomach, penis, legs, tongue, ears, or face. They hurt when they are on and hurt even more when taken off. The wooden ones are far superior to plastic pegs as they hold on better. Kitchen implements. Nothing hurts more than a wooden spoon across the bottom and they will leave temporary marks and bruising if used over zealously. I also like long plastic implements as they are also very effective but have a different feel to wood. This is most probably because there is more flex in the handle. I like the pasta ladle the most because it is long but also I find the little fingers at the end are great for cupping, twisting, stretching testicles particularly from behind. Pillow slips. Every house has them, they are easy to apply, there is no chance of peeking, easily washed and give that nice military interrogation ambience. Ropes. Don't spend a fortune on special ropes. Go to your local hardware and find something that is soft and pliable and around 1/4 to 1/2 an inch in diameter. Then chop it into 2 and 4 metre lengths. I also like a few lengths of curtain cord for those harder to get at places like around testicles. Hair brushes. Don't forget the bathroom for sex toys and equipment. A hair brush smack to the backside will get the attention of any slave and a swipe with the bristles will do the same. Don't forget the burning and chilling effects of toothpaste and liniments when applied around arses, balls, penises, nipples and that nice little patch of sensitive skin between scrotum and arse. I hope you find these helpful tips. Enjoy.

Out door play. I had a session earlier this year with slave 3 where I got him to meet me at a local café for a coffee. It was a lovely sunny day and I had arranged to meet him in the car park located behind the shops where the café was located. He arrived on time but looked a bit uncomfortable. This brought a smile to my face and I welcomed him very cheerfully. I had him adopt the standing pose and quickly felt his crotch to make sure the chastity device was in place. This brought such a lovely red blush to his cheeks and no doubt would have brought smiles to anyone watching. I am not sure if there was anyone watching as I didn't check. It is soooo nice just to go with the flow sometimes. I also gave the rest of him a quick feel up to make sure that if there was anyone watching that they saw it if they missed my first grope. All Masters should have a sense of humour. We went around to the café and I sat down while I sent slave 3 to find a waitress. I also forgot to mention earlier that I had given slave 3 a new butt plug which was larger then he is used too. He had already told me that he had trouble keeping it in and so even with clothes on he had to keep one hand plastered to his butt to keep it inserted. < > When the waitress arrived I ordered for both of us as is my usual practise. I had a nice cup of tea and a nice creamy cake while I ordered a coffee only for slave 3. I told him he was not getting a cake as I felt that he seemed a bit podgy when I examined him in the car park. I new he had missed a scheduled exercise session yesterday due to work and I just wanted to make the point that he needs to manage his time better to make sure that he has time for exercise. There was no sugar on the table so to slave 3 horror I sent him to get some. Off he went red in the face and hand firmly on his butt. Sometimes he is just so sensitive. He had no sooner sat down again than I dropped my spoon and so off he had to go again. Anyway we had a nice chat over our coffee and tea and discussed his exercise routine and the need for consistency. I then found that I needed an extra napkin for the messy cream cake I was eating. So off I sent him again in a red faced flurry to get me some extra napkins. It made the cake so much tastier when it was combined with some slave embarrassment. I then had slave 3 go up to the cashier and pay.< >I could see the quick look of relief on his face as we headed out of the café. Unfortunately I was enjoying the day and so I suggested a nice spot of window shopping. After a pleasant stroll I suggested we head back to his place for a bit of play but that my friends is another story.

Punishment. The subject of punishment often comes up in Master/slave forums. Quite often it seems to be restricted to some form of paddling. I am a firm believer in punishment both to reinforce appropriate slave behaviour and as a sexual release. Some slaves will get hard at the mere thought of a paddling. This will soon abate when they get down to the business of punishment paddling. The two forms of paddling are not the same at the bottom end. A punishment paddling needs to be severe enough to convince the slave that his actions/temperament need to improve if he doesn't want to get punished again. The release type of paddling needs to sting but is no more than a bottom warming exercise which he will probably want to recur. I also like to give some punishment just because I can. This reinforces our status in the relationship and so needs to be of a reasonable severity but should never be as hard as a punishment paddling.I also believe that ppunishment should match the crime and so punishment may not be a paddling. Once I caught slave 3 wanking. I made him stay in his room until he had cum 6 times. He was only allowed out for toilet breaks. Another time slave 7 kept me waiting at the station because he stood in the wrong place. I made him run home. I also use pressure positions. I have a slave adopt the sitting position with his back to the wall. This is very tiring and will wear them out in minutes. There is also time out in their cage or holding a coin to the wall with their nose and their hands tied. If they drop the coin they can't replace it and so you can safely go out knowing they can't cheat.

Welcome back to an old friend. Well who would have guessed that my home made spreader bar would resurface. Apparently someone had handed it in and I only had to ask to get it back. Needless to say I will be more careful in the future. As previously described this was easy to make and should be the first thing a potential Master should make rather than buy. It takes no real skill and only requires a drill and a paint brush which even the most basic handy person should own and which any numpty can use. It needs to be about a metre or yard long. Just long enough to spread those legs so they are not quite comfortable and to give plenty of access to genitals. I have included a couple of photos to help you make one for your selves. The last posting on the subject I included a couple of photos to demonstrate a couple of various uses. This time I have included a photo of slave 3 giving it a welcome back. Enjoy.

The underwear monster. Yesterday I interviewed a new slave. I didn't give him a number as he was married and experience tells me he was just out to try out a current fantasy and he won't be seen again. He contacted me months ago from a Craigs list advertisement that I lodged. We talked a bit at the time but he dropped off. Out of the blue I got a message from him and went straight to a meeting without my usual screening process. This was mainly because I was home doing housework and nothing bores me more. He arrived and I got him straight in and told him to strip before he had a chance to have second thoughts. I ran a lazy eye over him and to be quite honest he was a bit out of shape. He was only 28 but was carrying a bit too much weight. The weight was not just around his middle. He had one of the thickest cocks I have ever seen. He wasn't grossly over weight so I plugged on with the meeting. His cock wasn't very long, maybe 5 inches but it was definitely a jaw breaker in girth.

I had him practise the three poses and then I examined him thoroughly. He was hard already when he got his clothes off and continued to get harder as I examined him. We had a bit of a chat about the program for the day. The poor little sweet had had a couple of homosexual experiences but nothing of much intensity. He advised me that he would like to mow my lawn out the back in the nude if the yard was secluded. Well the yard is secluded and it was a nice day but the lawn was already mowed. Isn't it always the way. I made him have a shower first as he had come direct from work. I supervised this closely and made sure he did a good job. Once he had dried off I got him to put on his shoes and out we went. I gave him a couple of jobs to do like get me a drink and watched he did them as directed exactly. I had him sit opposite me and I gave his cock a good oiling. I then spent about 20 minutes edging him. I had to stop frequently as he was very quick to get excited. I then decided that I would try him out on a dildo. It was only a tiny little thing but judging by the squealing I must have been close to splitting him. I reached around and stroked his cock. Despite the squealing he advised he was nearly ready to cum. I soon found that when he has a dildo up him that he gets very aroused and can't handle any cock contact. I swapped dildos and selected one which was still thin but much longer. I started to very slowly move the dildo in and out no more than a couple of inches each time. After barely a minute he came with a massive grunt with no cock contact at all. After that I ordered him to get dressed and sent him away. It is interesting living in the suburbs. Most weeks I will have three or four guys contact me via various adult websites wanting some sort of Master/slave scenario enacted. Almost all of them are married guys who almost always wish that their wives were more dominant. There are times when I feel like the only Gay in the village. What is wrong with this countries women I ask and also why do these guys all feel this way. I also wonder what these women would think if they ever found out about what their husbands get up to when they are not watching. The poor little sweet was too shy to let me take a photo of his underwear monster and so I am afraid you will have to just imagine.

Good afternoon Sirs. Master has asked me to describe my first meeting and my naming as slave 3. It occurred around 3 years ago. I met Master on one of the web sites where Masters and slaves converse. We talked regularly over about a month and would meet on the site at designated times to exchange views. I was questioned heavily about all sorts of things associated with my life, not just about the Master/slave lifestyle. Eventually he felt I was possibly suitable and of similar mind and so a meeting was arranged. It was to be at 9 pm in a nearby fast food outlet. I was to walk in at the designated time carrying a book under my arm so I could be identified. I purchased a coffee and waited and waited. It seemed like forever but was probably closer to 20 minutes. It is quite a spooky feeling knowing you are being observed and not knowing who is the person you are to meet. The more you look around at people the more they look at you. Eventually Master made himself known and he sat down and we sipped our coffees over a chat. Master asked me quite a lot of in depth questions about my recent sex life and what I could provide as a slave. He asked lots of questions also about what I hoped to get out of this first meeting and also in the long term what I hoped to achieve. Unfortunately being in a fairly busy public place we did generate a certain amount of interest from eves droppers which didn't do my nerves any favours. Eventually he was satisfied with my answers and he suggested we head to my place where he could continue in more detail. I was told to go ahead and he would follow. I was to be naked when I answered the door and in a respectful pose with my head bowed. I raced ahead and through my clothes off and tried to hastily clean up the house a bit before he arrived. The meeting came at short notice. I was out having dinner with friends when I got the initial summons. Presently there was a knock on the door. I opened the door in the respectful pose and he walked in and sat down in the chair of his choice. I stood in front of him and he checked me out with his eyes. He then showed me how to adopt the three poses which have already been discussed and practised me until I had them down pat. He then got me to adopt the kneeling pose and continued on with our chat. I had to describe in detail my sex life pretty much from my first wank to the day of this meeting. We discussed more about what I wanted out of this, my weaknesses and my strengths. Initially this was very confronting and embarrassing. Telling a virtual stranger your innermost and deepest thoughts is a very hard process to go through especially when in the nude. After awhile of this questioning I was more relaxed. He then ordered me to the standing pose and to come much closer as he wanted to inspect my body. A very thorough examination then followed. He looked in my mouth and ran his fingers over my teeth, got me to poke out my tongue so he could view it, he looked in my ears and in my arm pits. He felt all my muscles and ran his hand over my shaved pubic area to make sure it was quite smooth. He rolled each testicle around his fingers and parted the eye of my cock so he could look inside. I was asked then to face the couch and place my hands on it so I was bent over. He then started to pull my arse cheeks apart so he could inspect my mangina. More feeling of my penis and balls and then I had to lift each foot up so he could inspect between the toes and the soles. He felt my knee caps and asked questions about my health. I then had to go back to the kneeling pose. All up the most embarrassing physical examination I have ever had and all the time the questioning continued. He then said he wanted to check out my services. He undid his belt and got me to remove his pants and underwear. I was then ordered to suck his cock. Eventually he came and told me that it was OK but next time he would teach me how to do it better and to his standards. He then had me dress him and he asked me a few more questions about how I felt through out this meeting. He then advised me that my name would be slave 3. He then told me to get on the website and thank him for the evenings meeting. I was then given a task to do for the next day. All in all an amazing experience and one I will never forget. Needless to say my message of thanks was required to be quite detailed and I had no trouble finding praise for this amazing experience. All up it took over two and a half hours and was approaching midnight when he finally left.

Protocols. I have a number of protocols I insist upon with slaves which help to cement their position in the lowest part of the pecking order, reinforces my status and quite frankly amuses me. 1. I expect them to walk one pace behind me to the left when in public. Around the house it could be on their knees, bellies, shackled or restricted by ropes ( I have such a wicked sense of humour). 2. I am always addressed as "Sir" with a capital "S". 3. slaves are always addressed with lower case name. I don't believe in slave names and generally just give them a number. 4. When out to a restaurant I order for them if I decide they are going to eat and drink. 5. They must show utmost manners when in the presence of or talking about any Master. 6. They must open doors for me and hold chairs for me always. 7. They must always be naked in my presence when at home or any other appropriate place. 8. I expect them to send me a message daily of what they have been up to when we are not together. It is also to praise me in some way. I don't always read them because slaves are generally quite boring. 9. All tasks must be completed on time, and to a high standard. 10, There is to only be 'yes' in reply to any of my wishes. 11. They are always to be totally honest and confess if they have made an error or not followed my instructions or come up short for what ever reason. 12. They only cum when I give permission and they are not to touch their penis except to piss or wash. 14. They are to have shaved their pubes off and the area is to be smooth always. Backs are to be waxed regularly. 15. They have to be proactive in pleasing me.

Water Sports. As an individual I don't get much pleasure out of water sports. As a Master however I think its an important factor in checking that a slave really has accepted their position. It is a real psychological barrier to cross the line of consumption of someone else's urine. If the slave can gladly be sprayed with and drink a Masters urine then I am fairly certain that the training is progressing and they have acceted their role. With my slaves I tend to do it at least once to test them and then maybe once a year to confirm all is well. What do other Master's think of this and what do you slaves think about the pleasure you get from accepting your Masters liquid gift?

Its all about the position. As briefly discussed in a previous post I require slaves to learn three main positions. These positions are important as they clearly enforce the status correctly to both the Master and slave. They also allow me to quickly and easily access genitals and other body parts. Position one. Standing. This position comes with a couple of variants depending on your preference. It requires the slave to stand up straight, legs spread around two feet or 60 cm, eyes unwaveringly to the front with arms by the side, on the head or behind the back. I like them personally to start with their hands on their head so I can check they have shaved their arm pits and then on command drop them to their sides. This is the best position to inspect the slaves body as you can get them to rotate so you can see both sides and if you are sitting down genitals are at eye level.

Position two. Kneeling. This position I use when I am sitting down and I want to talk to the slave. This makes sure they are not standing over you thereby asserting your dominance, it is mildly uncomfortable and has a number of variances for interest. The slave is kneeling with their knees approximately one foot apart or 30 cm, body straight, eyes unwaveringly to the front (or down as you wish, arms to the side, behind their back or on their head. If you are going to keep them in this position for a length of time you will need to have them sit back on their heels but only on command.

Kneeling position two. This position is used when I want to use them as a foot stool to objectify them. I quite often will sit on them in this position and reach down to fondle their balls or inspect their arse. In this position they are kneeling with the knees one foot or 30 cm apart, head in on the ground, calves of their legs vertical, arms under their head or to the sides behind them.

A sad day and a sad loss. It is indeed a sad day. When I first became a Master I wanted to get some appropriate bondage gear. I looked in all the local sex shops and found that most items were grossly over priced. I wanted to have fun but not have to take a loan. One very basic item is a leg spreader. This is basically a metre long piece of wood or metal which has straps to bind the legs so they are a metre apart and give good access to genitals. More elaborate models also have straps to bind the arms and tie off points. Locally the sons of Ned Kelly charge $150 as a minimum. Outrageous and I hope someone swaps their lube with super glue. I decided to make my own. A suitable piece of wood was in the shed, 6 holes drilled, four bolts with circular ends and a U bolt were purchased. A couple of splashes of stain and I owned a spreader bar. Straps were dog collars with a few extra holes punched in them. Easy peasy. Then last month while training slave 8 at a sex club I left it behind. OMG I have lost my baby and will have to make an other. These are such versatile pieces of equipment for quickly immobilising a slave. They can be used with their legs and arms to the front or back. Can be used to bring the neck down to their ankles and can be used to secure arms down their back. Do your self a favour and make one.

Slave 3 day out I was having sex with slave 3 and noticed that he had hair on his back. This is not acceptable as a smooth back is the standard I expect from slaves. Straight away I ordered him to get dressed in shorts and tea shirt with no underwear. I had him drive us to a waxing salon which was near by and run by a gay guy I know. The slave did not know that I knew the guy. We walked into the reception area and the guy is there with a couple of waiting customers. I start to discuss what I want done and ask for a price. The salon owner says lets have a look at how much we have to do. I ordered slave 3 to take off his shirt. The salon owner runs his hands over slave 3 back and says this isn't going to require much work and mentions $50. I found this was cheaper than I imagined it would be and so asked what it would cost if we also got the bum and balls done. The customers burst out laughing when I mentioned this and slave 3 went bright red in the face. The Salon owner took us into a cubicle. "Take down your shorts" I order "so he can price the job slave". By this time we have also been joined by a young Asian apprentice who will be doing the waxing. Both salon workers get to see his package and have a smirk on their faces due to the obvious Master/slave dynamic being displayed. The salon owner runs his hands over slave 3 bum and then his balls to feel the hair. The salon owner pays extra attention to his balls and lets his hand brush over his cock as well. He advises that its not worth doing the balls as there is not much hair there and balls are not that receptive to waxing. We agree on a price of $75 for the job. The apprentice asks him to totally remove his clothes and lie on the table. By this time slave 3 has a 3/4 erection and a very red face. He quickly defoliates slave 3, back and bum. The erection disappears pretty quickly after the first wax strip is removed. The apprentice then reaches for some soothing cream and starts to massage it into his back and bum. As he does his bum I notice that he is pulling his cheeks apart so he can gimps a view of

his arse hole and run his finger along it. I also notice that he has a semi-erection. Once he was finished I ordered slave 3 to roll over and get dressed. There was no sign of an erection. We go out and I make him pay the receptionist the agreed $75 dollars. All in all a great mornings entertainment for my gay salon owner friend, his apprentice and I and a very humbling experience for slave 3.