It's just a walk in the park for slave 6.

Slave 6 is one of my oldest serving slaves and yet is still quite young.

He has a fetish for corporal punishment and can take a considerable beating on his arse which is generally accompanied by a rock hard erection. I like to edge him mercilessly while smashing his arse with my implement of choice. He has both nipples pierced and they are joined to his cock by a sex nerve which when tweeked puts extra iron into his good sized cock. Earlier on in the year I cut him loose as I was finding I was waiting around for him far too often. He works two jobs and a lot of our meetings had to be very late at night. He is not a great communicator and so he was frequently held up resulting in me hanging around wondering what had happened to him. During the lockdown we got chatting over the Great Slave Challenge of 2020 and I decided most uncharacteristically, to give him another chance. Finally he was free last night and so we decided to meet for drinks .... or so he thought.

He has put considerable effort into exercise during the lockdown and managed to lose 12 kilograms which was an amazing effort. I was very interested to see how he had come up in his new body. He arrived a few minutes after me and I ushered him into the car park behind the shops. He looked at me quizzically when I asked him to step around to the passenger side of his car. This was the side of the car which was away from the car park entrance. At this time it was still very much daylight although dusk was approaching. I shoved him into the passenger front seat doorway and bent him over the seat. I then reached around him and undid his belt and pulled his pants and jocks down. Like magic I produced my leather paddle and set too his arse with the gusto of a boxer on crack. It was a real crack attack on his crack. Within a short period of time I had got a nice red glow coming from his arse. While paddling his arse full strength I reached around him and gave his cock some loving and his nipples some delicate fingering.

It wasn't long before the blood started to fill his cock and it started to grow and then grow some more. Unfortunately at this time a car drove into the car park and I had to cease and let him rearrange his clothes again. We then wandered off and had a nice dinner and then went and saw a movie. On our way back to the car we stopped at an empty bar and sat out side to drink. Within five minutes the bar was full of punters. Clearly attracted by the two hunks sitting at the tables out side. Amongst the punters was Mr Six Foot Two Blonde Hair and Muscles with two drunk girls. He went into the bar and bought a round of drinks only to find that the two rude scrubbers had left him holding the drinks. Not a nice thing to do and one which no doubt will give him a twisted view of females which will be played out on some other woman in the future. Back at the car I gave slave 6 a few more whacks on the arse before deciding to call it quits. I had barely got in the car and driven off before slave 6 text me begging me to continue on his arse.

I suggested a park near the river and we met again in the car park. I was surprised when he got out of his car that he had stripped to just his jocks. Surprised as we had a 50 metre walk to the bridge and then a couple of hundred metres walk on the other side. We found a good spot and I removed his underwear. Now he was totally commited. I started to whack his arse with the leather paddle and my hand. I also used the paddle handle on his arse for a slightly different feel. I reached around to the front side and edged him and alternated between his nipples. Needless to say his cock was like a flag pole almost instantly. All the while we were in clear view of anyone walking down the path or possibly also from the bridge. It was quite a chilly night and so this was going to be a short session. After making his arse rosy pink and glowing hot, I let slave 6 drop a big cum load into the park. Another great session.

Psyching out slave 17.

Over the years I have had quite a number of sessions with slave 17.

He has very specific wants and needs which revolve around prisoner scenarios. As a consequence it could be hard to write up the sessions on the blog if it wasn't for the fact that I am a very creative Master who likes to develop new ways to ring the bells of my slaves. This time slave 17 was sun baking down on the beach when a thug came up behind him and quickly tied his arms with cable ties. He was then led at pistol point back to my car where I placed him in the passenger seat and blind folded him. I think we may have been sprung as there was a workman on a nearby roof who seemed to be paying us a bit of attention. Maybe we looked a bit strange walking to the car together or he saw me putting him in and buckling him up in the safety belt and blind fold. Anyway fortunately he did nothing about it and we weren't followed home by the police. I use simple plane eye masks in the car and put dark sunglasses over them so that some busy body at traffic light doesn't get worried and call the police. To make this more of a mind fuck for slave 17, for this session I kept totally silent. I only spoke two words over the four hours of the session and both were to do with safety.

He tried talking to me on the way to my house but he managed to get nothing out of me. If he started to try and get out of his cable ties, all I would do was give him a hard slap to the leg, balls, cock or arse. Once at my house I brought him inside and commenced to strip him. I liked the underwear that he was wearing. They were 'Trade" brand and were basically like a jock strap but with a built in cock ring. Very hot and ideal for hot days but possibly not the best choice if you wear them with shorts in public. I brought him into the bed room and tied him to my bed. I stretched him out for easy access to all areas. Now to play with his mind as well as his cock. He was left to his own devices for the total four hours of the session. Blind folded and tied up so that he was vulnerable, by a Master who didn't speak. Every twenty minutes he would hear some chimes.

I would then wait a minute totally imobile and silent while he contemplated the chimes. Then once he had had a chance to think about the chimes I would start on him. Sometimes it would be pain and sometimes pleasure. There was no pattern to the pain and pleasure and could be multiples of one before I swapped to the other. The pain or pleasure would be applied for exactly one minute and then I would silently leave. The first pain was I slapped one of his thighs with the wooden spoon for a minute. Another time the paddle to his arse. I also found out he was ticklish and so a good amount of that which might be considered both pain and pleasure. Pleasure was generally some edging but no happy ending. It was quite a hot day and so we had to get him out of the neoprene hood after awhile, as it was too hot to wear and put him in a hood made from material of some kind.

As it was hot, I had to give him plenty of fluids and so he had to drink out of a cup held by me which resulted in more going down his front than into his stomach. Once I had inflicted the pain or pleasure I would silently leave the room and completely ignore him while I went about my daily business. If he started to squirm too much then I would come in and give him a very solid whack to some part of his anatomy. With all these fluids going in, sometime they also had to come out. I had anticipated this and put plastic over the bed to avoid unnecessary spillage. When he whinged that he needed to pee like a little bitch, I had a plastic bottle ready which I put between his legs with his cock inside the opening and just left him wearing it. He managed to squirt maybe half a cup of piss into the bottle but shyness or just plain unused to pissing other than sitting down, prevented further contribution.

That left just one option, a trip to the toilet with the embarrassment of having to have a piss with the Master holding his cock. He was afterall blindfolded and with cable tied hands. Once finished I gave his cock a good shake and unfortunately for slave 17 there was nothing to put it away into and so he had to stay naked except for his sexy underwear cock ring jock strap. With his trying to escape he had managed to pull the cable ties tighter and so I had to cut off the old ones and put new ones on him as replacements. I wasn't born yesterday though and so slave 17's cunning plan to escape was foiled because I put the new cable ties on him before I cut off the old ties. As he was up and to also help restore his circulation, I took the opportunity to take some photos with some things suspended from his balls. I have entered the photos into my April blog entry on the Great Slave Challenge of 2020.

Have a look there to see what I suspended from his balls. After his exercise period I led him back to the bedroom. I worked out he could see through the eye hole covers of the neoprene hood and so I covered them up more completely with duct tape. I also changed his position on the bed and used the spreader bar on his feet at one stage. The never ending cycle of the chimes, the pause, the pain or pleasure and then being ignored continued. Eventually our time was drawing to an end and so as he had performed well I chose to allow him to cum. He was edged for awhile before I eventually gave him permission to cum. I think he must have enjoyed himself as he delivered a sizeable load. My original plan was to drop him off late at night at the end of his street and throw him out of the car naked, with just his feet tied. I was then going to throw his clothes out of the car window near his house. Thereby forcing him to walk naked down his street. As it is summer here, it was light quite late and he had to go home before it was suitably dark and deserted. Maybe that will be the plan for next time.

Lost in action slave 50, rescue by slave 57.

Today was supposed to be another double header. I had been contacted by slave 50 who is kinksubexploring on RECON.

He wanted to come and sub for me but when I re-read his profile I saw that he wanted to also try being a Master. I then gave him the option to come and learn about being a Master. He was more keen to be a sub and so I suggested that I would still try out all the gear on him but spend some time showing him how it works and explaining why I do things a certain way. Then I had a brilliant idea which would allow me to also meet the needs of slave 57. I invited slave 57 to join us so that we had a test slave to work on while I was showing slave 50 how to go about the tricky business of being a Master. I met with slave 57 during the week, at the Laird Hotel in Collingwood. His particular thing is to be displayed naked to as many Masters as possible. You would think it would be easy to get gay guys to come look at a cock but it is far more difficult than you would think. My plan was to take him to the Laird leather ‘Spit and Polish’ night and have him show himself off.

I didn’t take into account the current virus requirement for everyone to remain seated once in a venue, so it never got to happen for slave 57. Here was another chance, so I informed slave 50 that we would have a test slave. Typical of a lot of the self absorbed little shits running around at the moment, he appears to have chickened out and didn’t let me know. Fortunately slave 57 showed up and so I decided to continue with the original plan. He is new to kink and so has very little idea of what happens out there in the big bad kink world. So item by item I went through my box of tricks and gave him a chance to experience the equipment.

As well a placing him in a few bondage positions with rope, I showed him a number of different ways to apply a spreader bar to a slave. All the time trying to keep him hard and so lots of hand and mouth edging. One of the things which got his cock enjoyment barometer going, was the ball and cock rings. Barely got them on and his cock was hard enough to use as a plough. While I was educating slave 57 my GRINDR ping went off. I told the guy I was busy and sent him a photo of slave 57 tied up. He asked to come and watch and so with approval from slave 57 he was invited to attend. Mr Grindr eventually arrived and watched us do a few things.

This was obviously a turn on for slave 57 as he was tied up on the bed with this stranger watching him be molested by me. I think this was totally new to the GRINDR guy and while he intently watched, I don’t think it was his thing. He left after awhile and it was just slave 57 and I again. When I was trying out the various bits of equipment, slave 57 was looking over the contents of my Masters bag. He pulled out a small plastic container and asked me what was in it. I told him he could have a look but if he took the lid off, I would use them on him. He shook the container and made a number of guesses as to the containers contents. Eventually he couldn't help himself and he took off the lid. I have two containers in my bag. The big one has the big wooden pegs. The small one surprisingly has the small wooden pegs. Needless to say slave 57 found out that the small pegs really hurt and are really effective when clamped to his nipples, the eye of his cock, his balls and up the centre line under his cock. Curiosity didn't kill the cat but it made him squirm quite a lot. We were nearing the end of the allocated time and so I rewarded slave 57 with approval to cum. For someone who had cum only yesterday, he gave me a very sizeable load. He then left requesting me to keep in touch. Now I need a group of Masters to come around and help me meet slave 57’s need to be exposed and displayed.

Welcome to the family slave 58.

The newest slave and with possibly the shortest session in my history, is a 28 year old Asian guy.

He is quite tall and in good shape, with a nice uncut cock and prominant balls. He has quite a bush of pubes but he was allowed to keep them as it was his first session. He is also straight and wanting to try a bit of BDSM with a male Master. As he is straight, he didn't want to have to participate in any sex which is understandable. I liked him because he gave me a very detailed description of what he wanted and we managed to arrange a meeting in only a handful of messages. I picked him up as he doesn't have a car and decided to check him out in detail in the car. He was too nervous to get his cock out in the car and so I spared him that ordeal. In hind sight it was a good decision, as a minute or so later we passed a police car which was pulling a driver over. I think he would have freaked if it had happened when he had his cock out. Once home I ran him through the three poses that I use and very slowly had him strip, so that he gradually got used to the situation. Once naked I decided to suspend a basket of fruit from his balls.

The reason for that was that I wanted him to participate in the general slave challenge that I issued in April during lockdown. You will see he is one of the first slaves listed in the challenge blog entry. Once nude and well practised in the slave poses we moved into the bed room where I put the spreader bar on his feet and tied his hands in various ways to the bed head. I then subjected him to lots of edging and right from the start he was wet with pre-cum. He was hard almost instantly and it didn't take much edging to get him begging to be allowed to cum. Approval for that was not going to happen this early in the session. After maybe half an hours edging and a couple of different bondage positions, I decided that a change of scenery was in order. He was untied and made to stand. There I put a dog collar on his neck and attached a lead. I also used cord to put another lead on his balls.

I use the neck lead to hold on to my pony and the ball lead to make him change direction or to halt. I then mounted my pony and rode him back out into the lounge. Lucky for him there were no hurdles that I wanted him to jump. My pony wasn't the fastest but he got me to my destination. In the lounge I had him stand up. I then bent him over the lounge, thereby exposing his lovely firm butt cheeks. I grabbed first the leather paddle and started to work over his arse and legs. Nothing too hard as I was just warming up and he was new to all this and so he wouldn't have any built up tolerance to the pain. My aim was just to give him an introduction and a nice rosy pink glow. It was here that I screwed up. When I bent him over the couch, I pushed his face down so that it rested on a cushion. I then swapped weapons and reached for my trusty wooden spoon.

I love the wooden spoon. Having a thin handle it is ideal for reaching from behind in between legs. With the wider spoon head, it is able to cup and simultaneously jiggle/beat/whallop balls and cock heads very effectively. Best of all I can buy them for only a couple of dollars at the supermarket, rather than filling the pockets of some sleazy sex shop owner. So I continued to work over his butt and legs and got that nice rosy pink colour that I was seeking. Once the mission was accomplished, I led him back into the bed room. We were working to a fairly strict time limit and so I wanted to give him as many experiences as possible, in the limited time available. Back in the bedroom I prepared to use the spreader bar on his arms when I realised my mistake that I mentioned previously. It appears slave 58 is highly alergic to dog hair and I had put his face into the cushion that my pug sits on some times.

All of a sudden he erupted into coughing and sneezing. He got red in the face and was having trouble breathing. I had to take off the dog collar to free up his air ways as much as possible. He needed to run to the toilet to throw up and so I had to untie him rapidly. He scurried to the toilet and I could hear the dry retching. He came back eventually and appeared slightly better but by no means well. His cock had lost all interest and had sagged back to its limp state and was showing no signs of being able to be resurrected. I realised that it was not going to get any better and I would be better taking him back to his home. It appears we are never going to be able to play again at my house and so the only option is if he gets his house to himself. Damn he was very hot and nicely compliant. He would have been a valuable asset to add to my list of slaves.

Double header slave 56 and slave 57.

I made arrangements to meet up with slave 56 on Sunday which has become sort of our standard meeting day.

It's good because we can take our time and really spend the day getting into our play. Imagine my surprise when slave 56 messaged me to ask if he could bring someone along with him. I am a firm believer in the more the merrier and it is one thing I miss from my sessions that I used to be able to run at the local fetish club. Clearly the answer was going to be a resounding 'yes' and that was without even knowing what he was like or what he was into. As preparation for our meeting slave 56 asked me what my instructions were for his uniform. I like to keep it simple as my real idea of a uniform is totally naked of clothes and pubes. So he was told shorts and t-shirt and to bring an extra pair of underwear. As I was driving to pick up slave 56 he asked me whether he should go in slave 57's car to show him the way. I remained firm that he should be in my car, much to the disappointment of slave 57.

You see I had plans for slave 56 on the trip and I also didn't want the new boy getting to unwrap slave 56's clothes, if I wasn't there at the time. Parents get a lot of joy seeing the smiles on their kids faces, as they unwrap their Christmas presents. I wanted to see the look on slave 57's face for the same reason. On the trip out in the car, I announced to slave 56 that we were going to have a fashion show in the car. He was required to remove his pants and show me his underwear and then remove the underwear and show me the other pair. This is always quite traumatic for slave 56, as he is always scared of being caught. It is also one of his fantasies and so he is caught between desire and reality. It was pleasing to see that he was already hard when he pulled down his underwear. On arrival at my place we went inside where I finally got to meet slave 57. My first impression of slave 57 was that he was a winner. Quite stocky but not fat, of Lebanese extraction, muscly body and a very wicked smile. Everyone needed a visit to the toilet and so the tension mounted. I took the opportunity to give slave 57 a run down of how I would write up the session on the blog and discussed use of photographs.

Once we were all together finally, I asked slave 57 if he wanted to see slave 56 naked. He was very keen seeing as how he had missed out on seeing the fashion show during the drive to my house. They had also been talking for a few weeks but had not been able to get their diaries to be clear at the same times. So slave 57 was more than ready to see slave 56 naked. I gave instructions for slave 57 to take off one piece of clothing at a time from slave 56. After each piece came off we both felt the newly exposed skin. Once he was just wearing underwear I told slave 57 to feel slave 56's cock and balls. This only made him more frustrated at the last piece of clothing. I had delayed the process long enough and slave 57 was ordered to remove slave 56's under wear. By the time slave 56 was totally naked he was totally hard and with pre-cum droplets forming on the end of his cock. Now it was slave 56's turn to strip slave 57.

Once again I used lots of delaying tactics and so they were both hard by the end of my game. I was pleasantly pleased with slave 57 naked. He had a nice 6" cut cock and plump balls , although he did have quite a forrest of pubic hair decorating is fun stick. His cock pointed slightly down in an arc when hard, which makes it a very easy cock to suck. Initially I had slave 56 lie down over my foot stool and both of us worked him over from each end. Edging and tickling are slave 56's fetish and he is really not interested in much else and so slave 57 had agreed to come cum along for the ride. Ocassionally I would let my hands wander to slave 57's cock and edge it a bit, just to keep it hard and him interested. For quite awhile we both edged slave 56 and played with his nipples and balls. I really like slave 56's dark skin, as it glistens with a liberal coating of olive oil which is our edging lubricant of choice.

It was time to swap and so it was slave 57's turn to lie down and once again we both worked him over and nearly brought him to cumming multiple times. It was good to see that slave 57 had a high tolerance to edging. We could use either hand or mouth on him for quite awhile, before he would push us away at the last minute, just in time to prevent him cumming. He wasn't ticklish any where that I could find and so that would have to be reserved for slave 56 alone. After both had been edged for awhile I led them into the bedroom. I laid them out head to toe so that they could wank each other for my pleasure. By now both had been hooded and very quickly got the hang of the position. They were eagerly edging each other, pulling on balls and tweeking nipples. I was sharing my time between nipples, cocks and balls and thoroughly enjoying the smorgasboard in front of my eyes.

We tried the sound on slave 57 but he found it too intense and so that never really got off the ground. I was also ocassionally reaching across to tickle slave 56, as this is one of the things that he really likes. After a long period with the slaves head to toe they moved around so that they were side on to each other. This gave me a cunning idea and I had slave 57 put his arm across the front of slave 56. Once he was nicely imobilised I started to tickle him and he erupted into the bucking bronco from hell. At one point I had both cocks in my hands and I was edging them full bore, monitoring that they didn't cum, while dropping to suck the odd nipple or ball. I used both hand and mouth to edge them and alternated them quite often. It appeared that slave 56 was a bit edgy for the session and so he was having trouble not cumming. To help him out we put a rubber ring around his balls and eventually we ended up tying his balls and the base of his cock to stop him cumming.

By this stage we had drained at least one olive grove of its oil and slave 56 was glistening like a christmas tree. Almost without notice slave 56 cum. He had less than a seconds warning and it was happening almost as he tried to warn us. A nice juicy load was duly delivered while slave 57 looked on eagerly. There was not much point going on as slave 56 would need time to recover. It was clear that slave 57 wanted to cum as well and the sight of someone else cumming almost sent him over the edge. He begged me to be allowed to cum and so I picked up the pace and edged him that little bit too much, so that he burst into a full blown cum. Let me tell you his orgasm went for a surprising long time, with plenty of baby batter pumped out over numerous spasms. All in all it was a very good day. Thanks slave 56 for organising a double slave spectacular.