Straight from the slaves mouth - part two. We arrived at the kink club and went up to reception. I paid for our entry and the private room. Up we went and let our selves in to the room and got sorted. Hmmmm sorted was me getting my clothes off and standing for inspection. Master A advised that he was going to teach me some poses so that he could move me around easily. His poses are similar to Master E's but with a little bit different positioning for arms and head. We had a bit of a practise with them and then it was into it. How do I tell you about 'it'. We got to the club around 1pm and so we were already an hour in to the days activities. We didn't leave until around 5pm and so it was a good long session for the Master and a good humiliation session for me. He started by having me remove the chastity cage and then tied me to the bars on the rooms window. What a wonderful view I had of the post industrial equipment hanging from the roof and rafters. I was left there helpless for any passer bye who wanted a free feel while Master went off for a coffee and waiter. There were two who took the opportunity however one was the Master judging by the boots which was all I could see.

When he returned he untied me and announced that he needed to piss like I was responsible for it. Then it dawned on me, I was responsible for it. He had me on my knees and placed his large hard cock in my mouth and let rip with a warm stream capable of extinguishing a bush fire. I gulped and swallowed for all my worth and still it kept coming, gallon after litre after gallon. My god what size bladder does this guy have? He must be some kind of bladder freak attached to a fire hose. Have I accidentally put my lips around an aqueduct? Eventually he finished with a couple of last squirts and I was able to resume breathing. I was a bit dazed after this and so I am a bit vague about the order of what happened next but as I remember he had me give his cute little sphincter a good reaming with my tongue, as well as his nipples. Once he needed a break we went for a walk around the club. Him in his leathers and me following totally nude except for a leather collar.

There were not many punters in the club at this time except for a few desperate and dateless types with arms like octopuses. There were a few who checked me out visually but none went the grope. Grow some balls you losers. If I was confronted by a naked slave I would have made sure I asked the Master to let me check out the merchandise. Back in the room I was once again put to work on the Masters sensitive bits. This time with my hands as I gave him a massage from head to toe and all bits in between. Eventually after having done the front I had him turn over and I did the back. OMG that cute little butt hole kept winking at me until just at the end I couldn't resist it and dove in head first up to my ears for another taste. Yummy is all I can say. He then had me service his various fun bits with my tongue and hands. Apparently Mastering builds up piss as he needed yet another piss. So onto my knees and placed his cock in my mouth and waited for the stream to begin. God help me if it didn't throw me on my arse. At one point it burst out the side of my mouth and I was looking for a couple of little Dutch guys to put their fingers in the holes to stop the leakage. Master wasn't happy and I had to clean it up and warned for next time. Master then got out a set of nipple clamps and put them on my little buds. OMG where did he get the fucking crocodile. The savage little clamps gave me a piercing as well as a conniption. I had them on for at least an hour but Master seemed to think it was more like three seconds. Time for another wander around the club.

Off we went in our little procession with me following naked behind Master. We found a guy in one of the rooms in a sling in just a jock strap and shirt. I was ordered to go please him. So I wrangled his less than spectacular sausage out and started to suck it like a gold fish on speed. Master sidled up to the other end (although there wasn't much difference) and gave him his cock to suck. As a result of all this activity it was clear that not much was happening and so we went off and had a coffee. With all the coffee and piss I was drinking it was my turn to piss. Master with an evil smile on his face made me piss kneeling down at the urinal. Back in the room I was ordered to get back into sucking and handling his sexy bits. At one point he ordered me to shackle his hands to the frame of the sling. I did this and then said 'Now its my turn to be Master bitch'. The look on his face was priceless but I wouldn't recommend any of you slaves out there trying this with your Master, unless you know he has a sense of humour. I quickly recommenced pleasuring him in case his sense of humour dried up. What was I thinking when I suggested a coffee before, as now Master wanted yet another piss. Back on my knees, in went his cock and yet another piss stream capable of blowing a hole in the back of my head. I gulped, I swallowed, I slurped and gagged until every drop was swallowed. What is it with this guys bladder? Surely it must be extendable or he must have two or three. Fortunately I didn't need the little Dutch boys fingers this time or I would have been licking piss off the stale cum covered floor. As the day drew to a close, Master lay back on the sling and I used my newly acquired sucking skills to drain his balls of baby batter. This was not the end of the day however. Once I dropped him off at his place I was made to strip again and this time he used my back as a foot stool while he watched television. When he got sick of that he had me provide a long massage to his feet. Eventually I was released to go home at around 7pm after seven hours of serving the borrowed Master. A fun day had by all.