What a year was 2018. Well this year has been quite a good year. I had slaves come to visit me from the United States and Sydney while I visited slaves from Sydney and Perth in Australia.

I have had slaves do my gardening, cleaning and act as my personal servant. There has been lots of times when I have done things with slaves out side in public. I have increased the use of mask and hoods as I like the added dimension of the slave not knowing what is happening and relying on his imagination. I purchased a vibrating sound and have had lots of fun with it at various slaves expense. While I am not really into pain I have had a number of slaves this year who are and so I have been able to demonstrate my versatility and creativity as I took pain to various surprise levels. This has included a number of slaves who were into CBT and amazed me at their ability to stay hard while their balls were being tortured.

Then there is a wide variety of equipment I have used over the year like stocks, spreader bars, pump up anal plugs, vibrating sounds, pin wheels, St Andrew Crosses, ball weights, chastity cages, and home made cock controllers to name just a few. I have also used crazy tools like chop sticks, candles, toothbrushes, buckets and pegs as BDSM play things. I have been loaned slaves by other Masters so that I could knock some bad habits out of them and stretch their limits in different directions. Amazingly I have managed to get a number of either slaves or Masters together for group events on a number of occasions. Then there have been the slaves. Old and young, tall and short, fat and thin, cut and uncut, big and small cocks, Aussie and foreign slaves, rich and poor,

first timers and repeat offenders, feminised, rubberised, piss lovers, sluts and prudes, shy and bold, caged and uncaged, spurters and dribblers . To all my slaves over the year thank you for your services. All have performed well to amazingly. I also want to thank all my readers. While most come from Australia I have a big readership in Russia, Estonia, UK, USA, Canada, Taiwan, Germany, Norway, Japan, Brazil, Portugal and many other countries.

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A wake up call for slave 4. I recently met with slave 4 in Sydney. During that meeting he pissed me off. Without going into the finer details lets just say he was disrespectful. As a consequence there had to be a consequence. It is difficult to punish a slave who is living in a different state but not impossible if you think about it and have a devious Masters mind. I determined that a fortnight in chastity would be appropriate punishment. It had let on that as his normal Master in Sydney hadn't put him in chastity for awhile. Normally this other Master has him in chastity quite a lot. Not surprisingly he had been wanking himself senseless without the control provided by chastity. So chastity was the perfect punishment. The difficulty is though that he quite often slips out of the chastity device. So it is difficult to prove that he has it on for the whole time. To get around this I had him send me a photo of the numbered lock on his chastity device. I then told him to send me a photo of the numbered lock on a regular basis so that I could make sure the cage was still secure. So that he couldn't fake photos each time I had him put a common house hold item in the photo as well. Problem solved. If the cage come off then we would continue on from the last photo thereby extending the period if it occurred. The first photo is the day he started. The second photo has a dinner plate in the photo and the third has a tooth brush.

Change of plan with slave 41. As any good general knows you never change a plan at the last minute unless you have too. A last minute change leads to confusion and failure to achieve goals. I had a similar thing happen to me when I met slave 41 for a session at my house. As you will see from my previous post, slave 41 has a humiliation fetish but doesn't really like the idea of being caught. He likes the possibility of being caught but a full on public humiliation is too daunting. We originally agreed to meet at just on dusk and so I thought I would take the opportunity to push him as far as possible. I told him to meet me in the car park of a local park. He was to locate a previously positioned mask and put it on after he had stripped naked.

He was to sit in his car totally naked and unable to see because of the mask. We agreed on a recognition phrase "stupid slut" so that he knew he was with the correct Master. I would then pick him up and leave his car and clothes behind, thereby maximising his vulnerability. He was to remain masked the whole duration of the session so that he never got to see what I looked like. The perfect mind fuck. He got very excited during the day and sent me over 25 texts and was erect for a large part of the day at work. He said he finished work earlier but I suspect there was an element of 'he couldn't wait' and so I got a request to come a couple of hours before the agreed time. This is where the plan came unstuck as it appears the park is a major shortcut for traffic at this earlier time.

I don't particularly want to be reported to the police for kidnapping and I am sure slave 41 wouldn't want to have to take his mask off and explain to the nice policeman that he wanted to be kidnapped. As a consequence I ordered slave 41 to still put the mask on and to also to stay dressed. I still wanted that mind fuck effect and so I decided to drive slave 41 to a more secluded park where I could strip him and put him on display. Even though it had been raining all day and was still pouring down, all of the parks seemed to be having conventions.

These park goers are a damn nuisance and should be home having sex. While I was driving slave 41 around I told him to get his cock out so that it could be seen. I continually wanked him so that it stuck up as much as possible, for easy viewing by people in other cars. I really enjoyed this as a slave looks really stupid with his cock out swaying with the movement of the vehicle. The roads were all single lane although slave 41 didn't know that and so to increase his tension, I invented a SUV which was following us around and perving on him at traffic lights. He automatically thought it was police and started to sweat.

We finally found a park with only one car in the car park and I think they were doing their own body examinations in the back. I got slave 41 out of the car, totally naked except for some shoes. I then edged him sufficiently to ensure he was kept reasonably hard while I went about photographing him. We then headed to my place and by this stage slave 41 had been driven around for maybe an hour and so had no idea where he was or which town even. In practise he was about a kilometre from his car. As it was still light I had him dress before we got to my place as I don't want the neighbour's to freak. Once I had led him inside I had him totally strip again. I gave him a very thorough examination from inside his mouth to bent over and spreading his cheeks so I could view his mangina. I ran his balls around in my hand to check them out thoroughly, pulled his foreskin back and opened the eye of his cock. He was then taken to the bed room for some bondage. Initially I immobilised him so that I could do some edging on him. This included inserting my vibrating sound into the eye of his cock and stimulating him from the inside as well as the outside of his cock.

He advised that he was about to cum a number of times after very little edging and so I took the precaution of roping his balls away from his body so that they could be hit if he look like he was going to cum without permission. Once he had been edged for a reasonable period of time I retied him so he could move his legs and dragged him into the bathroom. This slave had pubes which is totally wrong. So I attacked his hedging with my clippers so that all would know he was the property of someone. Once he was nice and smooth, he was led (that is the trouble with full hoods on slaves you end up acting as their guide dog) into my central caging area. Here he was placed in a nice small cage to ponder his arrival in a hairy state while I went off and did a few things. This proved a bit much for him as he got quite claustrophobic and so he had to be removed before I was ready. Being in a hood he was already feeling a bit confined and the cage was the tipping point. This was an inconvenience but not a serious problem. He was led again back into the bed room where I had him stretched out on the bed and secured with both ropes and spreader bar.

We engaged then in some serious edging and his cock rose mightily to the challenge each time. Whenever he got to the edge I would back off and use the time to contact another Master. Unbeknown to the slave I had arranged for a surprise visit by another Master. It wasn't a hard and fast appointment but it was likely. Due to the change of plans this was now not going to happen. The other Master was disappointed and once again confirmed my opinion that plans should not be changed if possible. The edging went on and I am afraid after a day of constant hardness at work and then some serious edging, slave 41 blew a load without permission. Despite a couple of solid wacks to his ball bag his cum shot out of his cock like a geyser. This was totally not acceptable and he had been warned. Normally I would have just let rip with a paddle, strap or cane but this time as I had seen he was susceptible to mind fucking, I decided on another punishment. We were very near the time when he had to go and so I told him that I was going to severely punish him unless he cum again almost instantly. I have never seen anyone sweat so much as they tried to get hard and then cum in just a couple of moments. To everyone's surprise he did cum and provided quite a big second load. As we were right on the end time, he was ordered to get dressed without and time to enjoy the after glow of a good cum. He was led out to my car and dropped off at his vehicle. He was ordered to lie face down across the seats while I removed the mask. He was told to stay there until I left and I watched to make sure that happened. He never saw what I looked like during the whole session. Quite a good mind fuck I thought.

Tell me something interesting slave 41. I was contacted by slave 41 over a year ago. We chatted on RECON for a long time and then made arrangements to meet. That is when it all turned sour. The slave never showed up at the allotted time. Move on a year and imagine my surprise when I was contacted again. Normally the slave would be given short shift and told to go eat shit. In fact that is pretty much what happened. He was as persistent as herpes and amongst other things blathered on about difficulties on the day of our meeting. Didn't really wash with me however as it is easy to say but almost impossible to prove. Where I come from earth quakes, volcanoes and first world difficulties don't over rule good manners. Any way to cut a long story short it was a slow day in Master land and I told slave 41 to send me something I would find interesting. Knock me down with a feather if he didn't send me a couple of short stories which did just that. They went as follows:

Story One. I was once chained in a bathroom and used as a urinal for a party. About 50-60 people attended the party. There were two other slaves for the event. So there were two males and one female slave. We were all naked and molested. The party urinal scenario resulted from an ad I answered on craigslist a few years ago. All genders were at the party and I was made to drink and wear their piss. Story Two. Once I was also stripped in a city alleyway and was made to find my clothes and car keys before I could get home. People saw me, and I had to blow one person to stop him from calling the police. I was there for about 45 mins before I was fully clothed again. The alleyway scenario was arranged by a Dominant guy who was using me casually and wanted to have a bit of fun at my expense. As a consequence I decided to give slave 41 a try out session. My next blog post will be about that session.

Return of slave 6. I always say "slaves are like trams as there is always another one coming along". This saying is very true but it is also nice to have a slave return after an absence.

I had previously used slave 6 at the local fetish club. We had had a good time but then I had been disappointed when he had suddenly gone quiet. He had wanted a forced exercise session and so I set up a suitable program only to have him go quiet. Grrrrrrr my pet hate. As a consequence I was loathe to meet again. A few weeks ago slave 6 once again stuck his head up on RECON and so I voiced my concerns and refused any sort of a meeting. Fortunately he is more persistent than mustard gas and so eventually I agreed to one more chance. He has two jobs and so doesn't have much time to meet. I wasn't prepared to put myself out too much for this slave and so I decided he would come to me when he finished work at 2330h. He had told me about some fairly intense public exposure he had got from one of the other local Masters which he had enjoyed and so I decided to take it a step further. He was ordered to drive to my town in only his jock strap.

I arranged to meet him on the road at a rendezvous a couple of kilometres from my house. He was ordered to text me on departing from work and again when he arrives at the rendezvous. Once I got the second text I headed off to meet him on a side road which runs beside the busy Maroondah Highway. As I was still a bit away I told him to get out of the car and wait for me. He was very happy to see me when I arrived and came over to the door and tried to get in before I could do anything about it. Needless to say he was told to get out. I then had him remove his jock strap so that he was naked beside the highway. I sent him back to his car to get his clothes and had him put just them into the car. I had to take a photo which required me to position him so that his face was hidden. This of course takes time and I timed the photo flash so that there were some cars approaching thereby highlighting his nakedness. I then had him get in my car and leave his vehicle behind.

I wanted him totally at my mercy and stressed as much as possible. As I am such a nice Master I decided to take him on a little drive so he could see the town where I live. I pulled up beside every truck and SUV I could find at traffic lights. No point having him naked if he can't be seen. All the time I edged him so that his little worm was rigid and poking up nicely for easy viewing. After our drive, I thought back to our last planned meeting where he was going to do forced exercise. As he never showed on this occasion, it was still outstanding work. So before we went to my place I stopped at a local football oval and had him get out of the car. I then had him do laps of the football oval totally naked. Unfortunately it wasn't totally to my liking as I felt it could have been done faster and so I also had him do a couple of sets of push ups until his arms hurt. Once home he had to walk from the car to the house naked.

Inside I went through my three poses for refresher training and then had him move between positions rapidly until he was breathing hard. I followed this up with a full body examination including thorough feel of all his muscles, finger inside his mouth to check his teeth and cheeks spread so I could check his hole. During the examination I noticed he had pubes. A slave with pubes is a bit of an oxymoron and so into the bathroom so I could shear him like a sheep. See slave, shaved pubes and sheep go together perfectly. He had such nice red pubes it was almost a shame to shave them - almost. After the shaving it was back to the lounge and time for some more forced exercise. There is something very satisfying, having a naked slave at your feet doing sit ups. Cock and balls rolling around his stomach in full view.

Push ups are fun because they are hard on the slave. By far the best is star jumps. A naked slave doing star jumps is a sight to see and makes them look totally ridiculous, with cock and balls flying all over the place. I also found out that slave 6 is totally uncoordinated. I had to just about work him to death before he could finally get his arms and legs to do stars together. I hate sweaty slaves and so he was herded into the shower for a supervised wash. He was told how much soap to use and what to wash, so that we got maximum humiliation out of the event. Now that he was nice and clean for his Master he was herded into a bedroom. We still had a little bit of business to cover from the last failed meeting before we moved into new items. I tied his legs so they were spread at the end of the bed. I then tied his arms together and had him bend over the bed where I tied him to the bed head, totally exposed. I hate being stood up by slaves and it was time he learnt how much I hate it. Out come the leather strap and I started to lay into his rump.

When his rump was worked over to my satisfaction, I started on the thighs of his legs. He was made to thank me and count each wack of the strap. Hopefully this lesson is now well and truly learnt. I then had him lie on the bed on his back. He was warned against cumming and then we started the edging. At some point I brought out my new vibrating sound. I lubricated it up and slowly pushed it into the eye of his cock. While the sound was stimulating the inside, I was running my hand over the outside of his cock. He got nice and hard. I moved over his face and had him suck my cock, with me thrusting into his mouth and laughing as he gagged from time to time. I had him suck my balls gently and was waiting for him to get a bit rough so I could punish him. Fortunately for him he was suitably gentle. By this time it was around 0200h and I was starting to feel tired. He had started work at 0645h in the morning and had been forced to work until 2330h and so slave 6 was also very tired.

With a grunt I cum all over his chest. During our session slave 6 had indicated that he didn't want to cum. I on the other hand felt he didn't get a say in that and I wanted to see him cum. I like the faces and body contortion when slaves cum. I have mentioned before that slave 4 is so entertaining that I always make him cum. So surprise surprise I won and he was made to cum. With all this cum on his body I couldn't see it wasted and so I scooped it up and fed it into his mouth. I got the feeling he didn't like the taste as he didn't seem too pleased. After we had all suitably recovered, he was sent to the shower to freshen up. Unfortunately his clothes were still in the car - LOL. Time for another naked walk in the street to get in the car. Once we got back to his car, he had one last naked walk down the highway with his clothes in his arms, as he got into his car. Another great session.

How I inflated slave 39. I had a session with slave 39 just before I went interstate for a fortnight. Hence it has taken me awhile to write it up. We met on a Sunday at my place.

The slave was on time and as usual brought a collection of toys. He is a very cute young Asian guy, smooth all over and keen to please. I decided this time to run the session more like my normal sessions so I had him slowly strip so I could do the full inspection and run my hands over his body for that detailed examination. We then moved on to the three poses I use to move slaves into new positions. I showed him the three poses and then ran him through them quickly so that he was jumping up and dropping down like a jack-in-the-box and left a bit breathless.

I then had him show me his latest toys. I have to admit he always finds a way to interest me. First off I had him put on some girly stockings and then we put pink rubber stockings over them again and so covered two fetishes at once. A hood was added so I could start taking photos. The toys I selected for the day were both inflatable. The first was a butt plug which can be inflated to stretch his hole. The second was a mouth gag which can be inflated to cut his ability to breath through his mouth. I figured this would give him more than enough to test him out. I started with just the butt plug. It was inserted and then I gave it a few pumps.

The slave was lying on his back so I could alternate the edging with the occasional pumping of the butt plug. Every so often I would release the air and start again with the pumping and edging. I would wait until he was showing strain from the air pressure up his butt before I would release any air. He had learnt his lesson from our last session and was able to warn me in time to stop the edging and him cumming. After awhile it was time to up the ante. I inserted the mouth gag into his mouth and proceeded to inflate both the gag and butt plug while edging him constantly. This really put him under pressure when both toys were inflated. It became very intense and he squirmed quite a lot. He was placed in the spreader bar to limit his ability to squirm and ensure full access for the edging. I removed the inflatable toys after awhile and moved on to some bondage and edging while I poked his hole with a much larger butt plug.

He is talking about wanting to work up to fisting and so this was good practise. The butt plug started to move easier and easier which told me it was time to move on to new fields. I was starting to think I needed a piss. The slave had brought a new hood. This hood had an interesting funnel attached to the mouth. What will the kinksters at the sex shop think of next. It was almost like it had been designed for piss - LOL. I had him put on the hood and funnel and then opened fire with a solid and long burst of piss. Obviously I needed a piss more than I thought and more than the slave was capable of swallowing. He was starting to buck and squirm again as the piss built up in the funnel and forced its way into his stomach. There was no where to go with the funnel. He had to keep drinking before he was able to get any air. This is a great piece of equipment and lots of fun. He had been a good boi and ended up drinking all my piss and so he was allowed to cum as a reward. After a couple of hours edging and having his insides stretched by the blow up toys, it took no time to have him blow a massive load which went the full length of his body.

Was that slave 40 or slut 40 - part two? Readers I was embarrassed. Never before have I seen such a collection of no balls girly slugs in my life. With exception to a couple of the less timid, most almost ran away when I approached with the naked slave.

What sort of gay let alone a gay in a fetish club, runs away from a tied naked slave without touching him up. My thanks to the couple who had balls but the rest should have been visiting Disneyland instead. After the full tour I dragged slut/slave 40 by the balls back to the room. I had him lie in the sling and strapped his arms in so he couldn't escape. Around this time I found a very cute young guy lurking near the room and so I lured him in and had him start to edge slut/slave 40. Our neighbours from the adjoining room were also roaming around, so I lured them in as well.

The four of us went to work on slut/slave 40. I had slut/slave40 sucking me and the other guys off in turn while he was being edged, one of the guys was dealing with his arse hole and a bit of cross Master fondling as well. Every so often we would swap. Eventually our neighbours wandered off to their room next door. The two of us continued making slut/slave 40 serve us while edging him constantly. All the while slut/slave 40 remained strapped into the sling. As our one remaining visitor had been such a good sport I released slut/slave 40 so he could concentrate better on sucking his cock. While our visitor was lying on the mattress enjoying the tongue of slut/slave 40, I went for a walk next door and checked out what our neighbours were up too. I had heard the crack of a whip which had started to make my balls twitch. When I got to their window, the smaller of the two was well and truly bound and lying on his back while the other neighbour was bending over him with a cat of nine tails.

I was a bit disappointed as the Master was still fully dressed and the slave was still wearing very small jocks. There was a very pleasing bulge coming from the small slaves jocks and it was clear he was enjoying the experience. Back in my room slut/slave 40 had sucked our visitor to softness and so he decided it was time to leave. It was getting late and so I had slut/slave 40 wank for my entertainment. After all that edging he surprisingly had difficulty getting hard again. Anyway after a considerable amount of wanking he got hard and managed to produce quite a respectable amount of cum. I must have been getting tired as I forgot to make him lick up all his disgusting slime. His ordeal wasn't over yet however. We cleaned up the room and I got dressed. the stupid slut/slave 40 asked if he should get dressed. Of course I said no as there was still a bit more to come. Once the room was put back in order I rang the club counter and let them know we were ready to go. The staff member checked the room and naked slut/slave 40 before locking the door and heading down to the café. It was at this point that I allowed slut/slave 40 to get dressed. I think I proved beyond doubt that he was truly a slut/slave.

Was that slave 40 or slut 40 - part one? Melbourne is multicultural with every hue of the rainbow and so I get lots of guys of various races but I don't seem to get many dark guys. This is not because I am racist, its just that they don't seem to be into it as much as the others. I was recently contacted by a dark guy and so I jumped at the chance. From his profile I saw that he was into lots of cock and liked to be used by multiple guys at once. I am pretty good at recruiting and so it was the perfect challenge for me to get enough cocks to satisfy this slut of a slave.

We agreed to meet at the local fetish club at 2130 hours last Thursday night. A bit late for a school night but as I no longer need to work, it was not an issue for me. I arrived first by a few minutes and so I was at the café when slut/slave 40 walked in to the club. He walked in like someone who owns the place and so I decided I would have to knock that out of him. I was ordering a coffee and so once I had made myself known to him, I suggested he get a coffee. I went over and sat down while slut/slave 40 got his coffee. Cocky slut/slave 40 came across and joined me and sat down beside me as I suspected. WRONG. "What are you doing boi? I didn't give you permission to sit down. Put your coffee on the table and stand up. Hands by your sides. Look to the front and not around." I said in my best Master voice. Not the loud sergeant major voice but the low, firm and intrinsically menacing voice.

So there he was standing to attention in the café of the fetish club. I looked him over for a bit and then stood up and started to feel his body from top to bottom. I had him open his mouth and ran my fingers around his teeth, I tweeked his nipples and put my hand down his shorts and found a nice cock swinging loose as he wasn't wearing underwear. I pulled his shorts down so that he was exposed and started talking to him about the up coming session. I pulled his foreskin back so his cock head was on display. It already had a pre-cum slick oozing over the head. Next I had him remove his shirt so he was fully exposed. All the while there were other members walking past. I have to admit slut/slave 40 was a cool character who didn't bat an eye lid over this treatment. I led him around the café area and took a few photos to show him off and see how he reacted. Not even slightly phased but it did amuse the other members. I had him pick up our things and move up to the private room. I ran him through my three poses to reinforce that I was the boss as he really wasn't the slightest bit embarrassed. We started with a bit of light bondage with him stretched out on the mattress and me edging him until he was at the point of cumming. Through the open window there was a club member lurking and watching the proceedings.

I invited him in and had him assist with the edging. I removed a lot of my clothes except for my harness and jocks. I had the mystery visitor play with my cock in such a way that slit/slave 40 couldn't see but only hear my commentary. I am not there for slut/slave 40's pleasure after all. Our visitor was a bit shy but I did feel a reasonable cock lurking in the depth of his jeans just waiting for the go ahead. In order to bring slut/slave 40 back from the edge of cumming I placed normal wooden clothes pegs on his balls and nipples and my smaller wooden pegs around his foreskin. This didn't seem to affect him at all and his cock stayed hard the whole time. Both the visitor and slut/slave 40 had not seen pegs used before so it was new to them both. I was bored with our visitor who was happy to touch us up but not willing to get naked and so I turfed him out. I bound slut/slave 40's hands together so he couldn't protect himself and tied some rope around his balls as a lead. I was determined to get slut/slave 40 out of his comfort zone somehow and so it was time for the naked walk of shame around the club.

Cross dressing slave 39. I had a nice young guy contact me for a session who lives quite near me so I saw the potential for regular visits. I arranged to meet him at my house rather than the fetish club. In our lead up discussions it turned out that he was a cross dresser. He seemed reluctant to tell me about it and asked almost at the last minute if he could bring some gear.

I am happy to try out almost anything and am certainly not going to get upset or shocked by any fetish you could present to me. I doubt if there is a fetish I haven't at least heard about and most probably have done it with a couple of nationalities. He arrived a few minutes late but he did send a message. When he entered he was a slim Asian guy of 25 years of age. I asked him to take off his clothes slowly so I could check him out in detail. He had a very nice body which was slim and almost hairless. He had nice almost non-existent underwear which high lighted his very cute arse. Once he was totally naked and I had felt him from top to bottom I asked him to show me his gear. His interests were a lot wider than most as he liked to dress as a woman as well as in rubber. He also brought a couple of new purchase which if they had been plaid in colour, would have passed as thermoses but were in fact the largest black rubber dildos able to be purchased from the elephant sex shop.

Once the tears disappeared from my eyes he advised that he wanted to try fisting but at this point he couldn't manage it without bleeding. To start off with I thought we would dress him up and so he was put into his female gear and he looked quite hot once he was done up in his gear with the high come fuck me boots (CFMB). He had brought a nice silicon chastity cage and so we put it on him to see how he looked and to stop him getting too hard during the play. I had him lie over a stool and lubed up a dildo and his arse and proceeded to try a number of dildos and butt plugs on him to see what he could take. As he wanted to be a fister he needs a very stretchy arse. He was able to take some reasonable sixed equipment which probably wouldn't be sold in the elephant sex shop but might be of interest to a Great Dane. I took it quite gently but it all went in without too much difficulty or push back. Next it was time for a costume change and I had him put on his rubber gear. Once again he looked hot with the rubber hugging his slim body and emphasising his great physique. I had him lie on his back this time and put him in some simple bondage to stop him flapping his arms around. My plan was to edge him for as long as possible and so I didn't want him squirming. Of with his chastity cage and it wasn't long before his cock was quite hard. I lubed him up and started to stroke him. I recently had an encounter with an American slave who had a vibrating sound. I like it so much I bought one for myself. Now was my chance to try it out on a slave.

I lubed up the sound and flicked the switch to set it in motion. There was nothing subtle about it as it took off like a coffee grinder chewing rocks. It must have also felt like a pogo stick on crack as slave 39 didn't seem to find it stimulating when I started to insert it and he lost his hard on almost instantly. I think it must be an acquired taste and so I will try again another time. Back to the tried and true method of hand edging. Quickly slave 39 reacted with another hard cock. Almost as quickly he advised that he was cumming. I backed off and waited a few seconds before recommencing the stroking. I did this maybe another two or three times only to find my hand full of cum as slave 39 blew his load. Being new to all this and very young he had a fine hair trigger on his cock. This sort of killed the magic of the moment and there was no ;point continuing. The end was a bit disappointing but it had been a fun ride. Plenty for us to work on with future training to improve his edging and his fisting capability. All up fun but short.

Old reliable faithful slave 3 is such a dog. Part two. After we had finished with the puppy play we moved on to a bit of bondage. I roped slave 3 while he was standing up. Once nice and immobile I brought out the pegs and placed them around his nipples and cock.

A very nice sight it was too and he did very well with out any whinging like I normally get from slave Delicate Whinging Flower in Sydney (slave 4). The pegs were jiggled a bit before being removed one at a time. After the bit of bondage I untied him so we could move on to something different. Before when I suggested that slave 4 looked thirsty I got the impression he thought he was going to be made to drink piss. Instead it was water from a dog bowl which I had accidentally dropped some spit in for extra flavour. Time now to twist things around again. We left the private room with me in my underwear and slave 3 totally naked. We walked down a floor past a number of members whose hungry eyes followed the cock of slave 3 as he went past. When we arrived in the shower room it became clear to slave 3 that it was time for warm drinkies.

He was made to kneel in the shower with his mouth open. My cock was placed in his mouth. Once pressure had built up, a steady warm stream of piss entered his mouth and slave 3 was forced to quickly gulp it down so he didn't spill a drop. He managed it but only just and finished by licking the last few drops from the end of my cock and then thanking me for the present. Much better to do this where it doesn't matter. The smell of all pervading piss in a play room can be a bit off, especially if its a hot day. Once back in our room slave 3 was put in position three (all fours and kneeling). This is where I made a great discovery which will advance the realm of slavery into the next century. I grabbed a white board marker and started to write on slave 3's body. Now its great to do this to a slave but in reality we all have normal jobs, relatives and lives which makes it totally unacceptable to go to the shops with 'SLAVE OR CUNT' written on your forehead.

I wasn't totally sure but felt the white board marker would come off fairly easily in a shower. The next day slave 3 reported that this was in fact the case. So this allows a slave to be decorated with appropriate descriptions of himself, still allows the walk of shame around the club and yet can still be washed off in the shower at the end. To add that little bit extra you could make the slave do the walk of shame back to his car after the session and shower at home. If you really want the slave to suffer, don't tell them it washes off easily. This still allows the slave to go to work the next day without being sacked by his employer. One down side to it I suspect is that on a hot sweaty slave the writing may smudge and run or just not take. After a bit of black marking the slave was put back into bondage and this time my boots were suspended from his balls by the laces. With legs spread the boots were kicked so they swung back and forth. He was also made to crawl around the floor on all fours dragging the boots behind his balls on the ground. The play room had a set of stocks in them so slave 3 was put in them for a bit of time out. These are particularly good for time out as the slave has no way out and low level discomfort which allows plenty of time to consider his service. They are also good if you want to inflict punishment as their arse is ideally situated for a good smacking. Throughout the session slave 3 was required to service my cock with his mouth. As well as my cock he was made to massage me, service my arse with some in depth rimming and my balls with gentle sucking. To finish off our session I cum in his mouth and made him hold it there until I had recovered enough to make him roll it around his mouth before swallowing. The perfect end to a four hour session.

Old reliable faithful slave 3 is such a dog. Part One. My oldest and most used slave is number three. He has been with me pretty much from the start and we interact quite regularly. As he is like a comfortable old boot I don't write about all our encounters as it would get a bit tedious as there is a lot we like and repeat often. Recently however we explored some thing I have been wanting to practise which was a bit different. As he is so reliable and faithful it was only a matter of time before we tried the obvious - puppy training. At the best of times he is halfway there any way with his dogged wish to serve.

The meeting was conducted at the local fetish club and judging by my discussions with the staff while I was waiting for slave 3, I am considered a regular local and they were looking forward to me dragging the naked slave around to the café so they could check him out. I really need to get a normal hobby. It started off quite normal with him being told to strip in our private room. Then there was a full body search including nipples being tweeked, balls being squeezed, cock being flicked and running my fingers around his teeth and gums. He failed to thank me for that and so he was put over my knee for five hard wacks with my hand on his arse. He failed to thank me for that also and so he got another five for good measure. On to the doggy training. First off was the show inspection. I had him on all fours on the ground and ordered him to leap onto the bed like any other dog. He then adopted a pose with his head and arse up, legs and hands shoulder width apart and looking forward without moving while

I ran my hands over his body. We got a dog tail on him but we couldn't keep it in and so we moved on with out it. I put him through his paces then with a series of commands such as sit, beg, and roll over and he performed quite well once he got the hang of it. Next a game of fetch with my used under wear. I would throw it and he would chase after it on command and retrieve it in his mouth. This all raised a thirst so a nice doggy bowl of water was needed to be provided for him to drink. In order to get the water I had to send him naked down to the club café to get some water. While the place was relatively quiet he did have to go past about twenty people, totally naked with out a mask. Very humiliating. When I was pouring the water into the bowl, it was unfortunate that I accidentally spat into the water three times before I gave it to him. He drank all the water as directed. I think when I mentioned that he looked thirsty and needed a drink that he thought I meant a drink of warm piss and so this was a bit of a surprise for him. The room we had at the fetish club had an attached cage which was out side the private room. While I had a rest puppy slave 3 was put in the cage on all fours and left for all to see. A number of club members came past and checked him out and a few were even brave enough to touch him. Really some times I wonder about these fetish guys. They are all so timid. If I had a naked slave undefended in a cage I would at least try and have a bit of a feel. One of them and dare I say not a real good looker, had a good feel and ran his hands over his body and gave his balls and cock a bit of a good grope. The puppy play was OK but we had other things to move on too and so puppy slave 3 was brought in for the next adventure...

A little bit of a try out. Well I recently had a short meeting over lunch with a prospective slave. I wanted to cut to the chase and short circuit the 5000 messages back and forth and get a speedy resolution. We decided to meet in the city and he was going to pick me up and take me to lunch. I was running a bit late and he was exactly on time which is how it should be. He text me to say he was in location and I told him to park in the street and wait. I was still around 5 minutes away when I had a bit of a brain wave. I text the potential slave and told him to pull his cock out as he was parked waiting for me. He didn't know what I looked like and so I surprised him with my appearance at the car window.

At the same time there was a lady walking in his direction and I noticed he was having trouble hiding his erection from her if she happened to look across. Perfect. I got in the car and we headed for lunch. Along the way I made him keep his cock out and occasionally gave it a bit of a fluff so it was on the hard side most of the time. Lunch was fairly mundane as we talked about each others likes, wants and needs. Fortunately we were away from most other people but a couple of times I did notice the odd smirk from people walking past our table. After lunch due to our limited time we headed back into the city. I made him take his cock and balls out again and played with them as I felt the urge. At one point we were at traffic lights and there was a large SUV looking down at us from the next lane. I had the slave lift his shirt so I could check out his stomach and tweek his nipples while giving his cock yet another tug. If the occupants of the SUV had looked across they would have seen it all. I wasn't looking that way and so I don't know how much they actually saw but it did give the slave a lot to think about.