For what 4 for what. I have just come back from interstate and took the opportunity to catch up with slave 4. He is a slave I met in Melbourne while he was on a business trip. He has come down a number of times and we have caught up each time for a bit of a session. This time it was my turn to visit. He has a Master who he services on a regular basis but is allowed to play with me on visits. We met and had a nice dinner and then went back to his apartment. On entering he was made to strip.

His normal Master likes to restrict his cumming and so lately he has been putting him in chastity for ten days at a time. This is a pity as he is soooo funny when he cums that I could make a fortune selling tickets to people to watch the event. His face gets this really pained/ecstatic/shocked look and he twitches around like a snake on crack. He flaps his arms and legs to the point of possible take off. Hilarious. On the other hand when he is in chastity his brain fills up with cum and he becomes this really dumb goofy sort of clown who you just want to shoot out of a cannon and have the elephants step on. There he was in front of me naked except for a chastity cage. Hastily he explained that his normal Master wanted him to be chaste for two weeks and he was a week into what he considered an ordeal. Damn I was looking forward to the cumatron of edging. I made him lie on the bed and then tied him up so he couldn't flap away. I gave his dick dials (nipples) a bit of treatment with my tongue and fingers and started to increase the pressure in the cage. Then I brought out my secret weapon. Having guessed he may be in chastity I had brought some Q-tips with me. I inserted one into the end hole of the cage while slave 4 started to yell out 'NOOOOOOOOOOO'. I then rubbed it all around the head of his cock and watched him fill the cage to the point where there was cock pushing through the cage end and there wasn't room to move the Q-tip. Those little arms were pulling hard against the ropes and his legs twisting all to no avail as I wasn't finished. I continued to edge him on and off for awhile with breaks just long enough to allow enough subsidence for the Q-tip to be moved.

This was fun but I needed more. He was ordered to stand up after he was untied and I cut off the plastic cock cage lock. It was removed and he was ordered into the shower to clean up. He was warned that if he missed any parts that he would be punished. Once he confirmed he was clean I joined him in the shower. He washed me and then was ordered to his knees. He assumed I wanted to be sucked but I pushed his head away. I then started to piss on him and judging by the look on his face this was new to him and not very pleasant. I had been walking a bit around town during the day and it was quite hot and so I was a bit dehydrated. My urine was lets just say, very intense. I then advised him that he wasn't very clean and paddled his arse with my bare hand as punishment. He then was ordered to clean himself properly this time and then go dry himself. Once dry he had to dry me. He was then ordered back on the bed where I edged him for quite awhile. Sometimes I wanked him and sometimes I sucked him. He alternated between begging me to be able to cum and just as quickly saying he had to stay chaste as he didn't want to have his chastity extended by his normal Master. I then had him sit facing me at the end of the bed. He was then ordered to wank for my entertainment but was not to cum. I watched this for awhile with him stopping at the edge of cumming and sometimes with me ordering him to stop. I then had him adopt a kneeling on all fours position. From this position I milked him like a cow except he wasn't allowed to cum. Now for my pleasure. I lay back and he was ordered to suck and wank me until I was happy. I then had him roll onto his back and edged him for just a little bit more. He was then ordered to re-attach the chastity cage. It was now late and so time for me to head back to where I was staying for a good nights sleep. I am tipping slave 4 struggled to get much sleep that night with his balls such a nice shade of blue.

Fun at home. While I don't have a 'live-in' slave at the moment, I have in the past. One of the difficulties is maintaining the edge to the relationship. This is the same for all relationships even Master/slave relationships.

One way I keep the 'live-in' slave on their toes is to have specialty days. These are always good fun and are only limited by your imagination. The secret is to hold them regularly but not every week or else they lose their impact. One is the wank on demand day. On this day the slave is told that he will have to cum multiple times and that he will be breaking his record. Then at various times through the day he will have to wank for my pleasure and cum each time. This puts a lot of stress on the slave as the day goes on. Another is a dance day. Every time the slave hears music he is to carry out an improvised dance for my entertainment which must last for a minute. This is a good day to go for lift rides and visit supermarkets. It also gives you a chance to listen to some of your CDs.

Then there is the stay lower than Master day. On this day the slave is always to be lower than the Master or he gets punished. This really keeps them 'on' or should I say 'off' their toes as they have to constantly monitor your actions. Then there is the piss on demand day. This day can go either way. Either the slave has to piss every time he is requested or he has to drink every time you want to provide. It can be fine tuned by having him fill a specified container each time but not over fill it. We all know how horrible it is to stop a piss midstream. He is only allowed to piss enough to fill the container and no more. This is a bit of a variation to the next day theme which is the no piss at all day. This is real torture. Advise the slave they are only able to piss after seeking approval. Then leave them until they are begging for release or just wait until they piss themselves and punish them accordingly. I like to make them agree to something they really hate before I give approval. Then there is the punishment when a code word or special item is heard or seen. This can be fun if you are doing something like watching football. Give the slave a specified number of paddles for each goal kicked. Or if you are watching some well known TV show whenever a common phrase is uttered. Make them do 5 push ups every time they see a blue car for the day. This is an extension of the old drinking game. Then there is the blind day. Make them wear a mask all day. Give them tasks to do totally blind. This will test their memory of the house layout and will require lots of ingenuity. Another version of this is to make them wear a sling all day so they only have one arm to use. This is good as it can be used outside as well. So never let a day be boring. Use your imagination to really brighten up your Master/slave relationship.

The train tease. I thought today I would share a story about an encounter that I had which was not based on the Master/slave construct. I thought I would like to point out that sometimes the most erotic of encounters is with the mind rather than the physical body. This does directly relate to the Master/slave construct and is what any good Master tries to achieve. I have had slaves so scared by their own imagination that you could smell it in the air and they were totally unable to achieve an erection.

On the other hand I have had slaves who were so turned on by the prospect of some activity that their cock was rigid like a steel beam and pulsing at the mere thought. The event I want to talk about happened a year ago over a period of a month. I am a creature of habit and tend to catch the same train and enter the same carriage every night on my way home from work. Normally I will have a look around the carriage and check out the spunks. Its normally crowded and so there is generally a couple worthy of a detailed review. On this particular occasion there was a very hot Asian guy. While checking him out he caught me staring and smiled. What a smile it was too. Big and generous, with white teeth and an innate cheekiness about it. He then looked away which was a little odd. This was good as I could continue to size him up with out being self conscious of my staring.

And then he started. It was all very subtle and to the casual eye it would have been nothing but as we had shared that smile I realised that it was for my entertainment. First he lifted the front of his T-shirt and showed me his flat belly. Slowly he traced that line of hair down from his navel to just under the top of his pants. To the other passengers it was him scratching his belly but I knew differently. Then a few moments later he started to lick his lips slowly and sensuously. Running his tongue over first his top lip and then his bottom lip. All was not over as he brought his hand over the front of his pants and squeezed slightly so I could see the out line of his package. And so it went on. All the time he was looking else where, with only the slyest looks to gauge my reactions. Eventually he got off the train and left me with a very nice smile and a very hard erection. This was not the end of it. Every two or three days he would appear in my train carriage and the teasing would go on. Some times it was the lifting up of the shirt, the hand in the pocket playing with himself, the cheeky smile and once he even had an open fly and would open it up with a hand in his pocket; so I could get a peak of his underwear. I often thought about following him off the train but he got off at different stations making it hard to anticipate. In the end I decided it was better left as a fantasy. Then all of a sudden he stopped appearing. After maybe a month he was no more than a very pleasant memory.

Test run on an experienced slave. I recently had an older more experienced slave contact me wanting a training session. This slave had served a number of different Masters over extended periods of time and had done everything from arm pits to erogenous zones. He appeared comfortable with most things except blood, scat and permanent damage which is fairly common as far as boundaries go. We arranged to meet at my place and he was told to appear, collared and kneeling at my door, on time and shaved smooth.

At the witching hour there was a tap at the door. There was my slave in collar and on his knees waiting my pleasure. A pleasure it was, as he had decided to give me a bonus. He was totally naked and already had a chastity device installed on his cock. He was around 5'10", slim build, slightly balding buzz cut hair and with a reasonable but not over muscled body. Body wise he was smooth with a smallish but not unreasonable cut cock. I waited to open the door while I took in this great picture. Fortunately my front door is reasonably protected by a tree from neighbours eyes. I eventually told him to come in and bring his things. I get approached by slaves all the time professing that they are experienced but when put to the test regularly fall way short. So I put him to the test. On your knees boi. Take off my socks I ordered - with your teeth. He did this and was ordered to worship my feet. My feet had been clean an hour or so ago but in that time they had spent some time in shoes and so they had a certain ambience. He ran his tongue all over my feet and between the toes. Sucking gently on each toe as he went. Licking the whole length of the sole and around the ankles. After awhile he was told to move to the other foot. I enjoyed this for a good 15-20 minutes and then moved on to test two. He was ordered to now lick my arm pits. Without hesitation his tongue darted into the black abyss and started with a long lick from bottom to top. He then flicked his tongue in and out and twisted it in a circular motion so that he created little dread locks and thoroughly ingested the scent. At some point he switched to the other side and gave it similar attention. Tick to test two. Now boi undo my belt and pants but only use your tongue. He struggled with this but got there in the end. I helped him pull down my pants and jocks and then sent him to work on my penis. Once again it was a hands free exercise. He proved to be a competent tongue-ologist and successfully edged me many times over an extended period. His cock was by now dribbling uncontrollably with pre-cum. Lie on the ground on your back boi was his next task. I played with the cock cage a bit and gave it a good twist, slap and pull. I tweeked his nipples and found them to be very sensitive and so I put a pair of nipple clamps on him to see how he went. This he found painful and twisted and turned like dog rolling in horse shit. I removed them after a short while and gave each nipple a good flick to bring them home. I then sat on his face and had him lick my balls. After this I moved so he could polish my ring. He was not shy in getting his tongue right up into my hole and was skilful in the way he was able to dart his tongue around the area. By the time he finished on my hole it was clean and shiny and cleamed like the sun was shining out of it. I then had him kneel head down in front of me.

He had brought a new butt plug with a whippy dog tail on it for my pleasure. I lubed it and him up and try as I might we couldn't get the thing in him fully. This was disappointing but he promised to buy another one which was slightly thinner so it will be a pleasure for the future. He professed to giving a good massage and so off to the bed room we went. I had him act as my man servant and remove and fold my clothes. He then gave a very good massage which went for around an hour and literally started with a head massage and finished with a toe massage after covering all parts in between. He was then sent to work (no hands) on my cock with his mouth. A bit more edging until I wanted to cum. When I cum he took the full load in his mouth and disposed of it thoughtfully in the toilet. He then was ordered to dress me again. We went out to the lounge room where I had him clean up the various dribble, lube and cum deposits and then sent him on his way. A job well done.