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.

The wank. I have been asked to describe what I was thinking about when having a wank. What goes through a Masters mind when there is no slave to serve his needs. So for example last Sunday I had a rising need of some relief and a quiet moment to my self. As I am cut I placed near me some lubricant which in this case was olive oil and a handy handkerchief to act as my cum rag. Olive oil is far superior to water based lube which tends to dry out at the crucial moment. It also leaves your skin silky smooth. I then laid down on the bed on my side and let my mind wander to all things kinky.

Slowly I started stroking my cock to get his attention. Bit by bit he woke up as I started to think about my on coming fantasy. A pair of gay guys co-habiting. One is the Master and the other is his slave. They are around 40 years old and in fine shape. The Master also has a 16 year old son living with them from a previous straight relationship. Its the sons birthday and so he has just finished a small family dinner with his dad and step dad. His dad suggests the step dad goes off and does the dishes while he talks to his son in the lounge room. In the lounge room the father explains that he and his step dad do not have an entirely standard relationship and as he is now 16 years old it is important that he starts to learn how to be a man. In light of that things will change in this house now that he is a man. The father goes on to explain that he is a Master and his step dad is his slave. When they are in their room or the son is at school the step dad is always totally naked. The slave is expected to do what ever is asked of him as directed and on time or he is punished. Punishment may take many forms but it can be some sort of paddling, caning or strapping or it maybe restrictions on how long he has to go with out cumming or allocation of extra tasks or any other psychological punishment deemed suitable. The son is all ears as he hears this information.

Each day your step dad has a number of tasks he has to complete as well as any other I choose to give him. To start off with have you noticed how he always brings me a cup of tea in the morning. What you don't see is that he gives me a head job in bed each morning while I drink it. Once I have had my tea I give him his list of tasks for the day and then go have a shower. Your step dad washes me in the shower and then dries and dresses me afterwards like a good slave. After a hard day I get him to give me a nice massage. I quite often text him during the day and have him send me nude photos of himself just to keep him thinking about me. Have you noticed that when your step dad has his clothes off that he has no body hair. That is because I make him shave it all off as a sign that he is a slave. Have you noticed that I don't do much house work around here that is because I have a slave to do it. I sometimes help out but its mostly because he is flat out. The son then asks "but dad you said you punish him by extending his time without cumming. How do you do that when you are not around? What would stop him having a wank or playing around?". I am glad you asked that son and I will show you. Derek (the step dad) can you come in here please. When he comes in he is ordered to strip. The slave has an almost pleading look on his face.

Don't worry slave I have told Jason (the son) about our relationship and now as he has turned 16 and a man you are going to be serving two Masters. The slave starts to take off his clothes revealing a chastity device locked to his cock. See son that is how I control his cock by locking it up. He only gets to cum when I want to let him. From now on you are not to refer to him as Derek he is always to be referred to as slave. If we are in public or with your grand parents for example then you are to call him steppy. At all times he is to be naked around the house and he will do what ever you ask of him or you may punish him. There will be limits on that and for a start every time you want to punish him I want you to discuss it first with me so that you get the hang of how it works as this goes right to the crux of slave management. When ever you want some relief you may have him wank, or suck you or if you want you may fuck him whenever you want. I want you to learn all this so that when you get your own boy friend you know how to train him to be the perfect slave. Once a week I like the slave to cum so he gets to clean out his pipes. I will get you to help out with that task and also you can help supervise his shaving. When he gets to cum it is not always pleasurable. If he hasn't behaved I give him ruined orgasms, ruined orgasms with pain or just prostate massages. He hates those methods of cumming and so it keeps him keen to please. Welcome to being a man son.

A task too far. I have been conversing with a slave from the Gold Coast "Mucko" on RECON for a few weeks. Mucko was going to come down at Christmas to visit me and avail himself of my services. December is a long way off and so in order to start to get him involved I decided to give him a task. The task was as follows and I have cut it direct from my RECON message: I have decided to give you a task to try you out. I want a photo each day for a week sent to me on recon Monday = Underwear photo, Tuesday = Soft Cock, Wednesday = Hard Cock, Thursday = Cock and arse in same photo ie: low arse shot so cock is visible through your legs, Friday = Cock out side some where, Saturday = Cock in shower, Sunday = balls stretched by shoes suspended from balls by laces, Each photo is to have a pen in it so I know its a new photo. Lets see how you go with this task. This is the response I got back from Mucko. "Sir I will have to decline your request to try me out I am not really into cyber control I understand if you are disappointed and think I am not. suitable slave." He was right about one thing and that is that he is not a suitable slave. Luckily I have some photos I previously prepared.

Unreliable slaves. Sorry but I seem to have hit a patch where all the slaves are unreliable, full of shit when they talk and don't show up. You slaves know who I am talking to and I hope that your next sexual experience results in your balls being fried off as you clearly don't use them anyway.