I am exhausted from being chained over hot slave 70.

Let me introduce you to slave 70. He is around 50 years old, very muscular with a nice sized cut cock which is framed by a cleared pubic paddock and decorated. Yes the most decorated cock to date, with a pierced ring between his scrotum and his cock and a prince albert piercing just under the knob of his cock. All very useful and atractive.

He arrived at the designated time and brought with him his chains as directed. Today we were going to explore chain bondage. I got him in and had him strip and was pleasantly surprised to find he was virtually hairless from the neck down.

Without too much mucking around we got into draping him in the chains that he had brought. They were good chains for towing a truck out of a bog but we soon found them to be way too heavy for general bondage and were hard to join together with D shackles etc as there wasn't much room between the links. They were a pretty gold colour which was appealing as decoration but too heavy to act as weights suspended from balls. So we persevered for awhile but in the end reverted back to my smaller and more practical chains and ropes.

I moved him onto the ground and chained him up differently and then lubed him up for some extended edging. I still used his heavy gold chains on his ankles but used my lighter chains for his body and joined them using climbing carabiners and locks.

Once I had edged him to the point of madness, I decided to change tack. I had him stand up and started to decorate him with pegs. According to his profile he is into CBT and so we tested his balls out with a ring of pegs hanging from his sack and delicately (sort of) flicked. I had a few over and so I put them on his nipples. He seemed to have some of that nerve that goes direct from some guys nipples to their cock.

Pegs are effective while on the slave but intensify when being removed. He stood up to it well and so I continued to decorate him with both ropes and chains for that nice tight feeling. Edging him while he stood up and stretching those CBT loving balls.

Back on his hands and knees like a good doggy and then placed him into a chain body harness like you would a pit bull terrier. While in this position the relentless edging continued while alternating with some gentle (sort of) ball tapping. I used him as a seat while I reached over and edged him and played with his balls.

Another thing he mentioned on his profile was spanking and so I released him from bondage and had him drape himself over my knee. I then gave him a nice hand spanking, followed by a table tennis bat bashing and finally the wooden spoon spanking. I like to hold firmly to their balls with one hand, as it stops them moving around too much.

Finally he had been a good boy and so as a reward, he was going to be allowed to cum. I placed him on his back and tied his balls with cord, so they had to stand out proud and obvious. I then lubed him up with olive oil and edged him to the brink of cumming, only to stop the action and let him settle down, only to have it start again. Eventually all good things have to come to an end or is that cum to an end or end because he cums.

Visit two with slave 64 really heated up.

I am constantly amazed at the number of married guys who come to me to experience being a slave. So many have married vanilla wives and then have to look elsewhere for their fill of kink. Some of these guys come to a male Master because they are bi-sexual and it fills a sexual void. Others however come who are straight in every sense of the word and I can only put it down to the kink being stronger than the sexual attraction or a male can be more dominating. Regardless slave 64 is married and wants to keep it that way and so there are certain things we can't do or have to approach carefully.

When slave 64 showed up for his second visit, he was a bit hairy. I always feel that pubes are for men and so slaves should always be shaved of pubic hair. Unfortunately Vera Vanilla (Mrs slave 64)would get a bit too curious if slave 64 came home pubeless. Now he has a small dick around about the size of a normal 7 year olds cock and so pubes are way out of place adorning his clitasaurus. I proceeded to the extent possible. I shaved his balls and trimmed up the tangle of folicle ferns and at least brought some order to the shambles of barb wire pubes.

As we were in the bathroom and slave 64 advised that he needed a piss, I had him lie in the bath. Stretched out with his tiny weeny clitasaurus in hand, I had him direct the piss stream all around his body. Not really much of a test until I announced that I also needed a piss. I was a lot more out of control with my piss and seemed to get a large amount of it directly in his mouth. Ooops how careless of me, as I know he really doesn't like the taste of piss.

Now the other thing I really can't tolerate even more than hairy slaves, is dirty slaves and this one smelt badly of piss. So while in the bath, he got a hand washing, to get all the nasty piss off him. Always very intimate as I wash the whole slave from under his foreskin to up his bum crack. No part of his body is left untouched.

Time for some play. Into the bedroom where I decided we were going to tie him up in cling wrap for the days session. I used the opportunity to let the world know who owns him by writing my name over him and also the name of his main Master who lives in England.

Now slave 64 needs a bit of CBT to settle him down and get him to focus. So I used the trusty old wooden spoon on his tiny baby custard factories. Its nice to see the way those tiny balls jiggle around just as much from the wooden spoon as the body writhing. Unfortunately for slave 64, I had got him to agree to having dencorub (menthol based linament) rubbed into his balls. I broached the subject at some time late at night, when he was tired and mentally defenceless.

Now that he was bound and unable to do anything about it, I reminded him that we were going to lather those little orbs in dencorub. In actual fact I only put a small dab on his balls and rubbed it in enthusiastically. It only required a minute and the extent of the problem became obvious. He was rolling in pain and puffing like a steam train. Over the next fifteen minutes, he described waves of intense heat building up and then backing off but always present. We had done enough to those balls and so I wanted to see his anal capabilities. I rolled him onto his stomach and proceeded to test out his little virgin hole with a few dildos and butt plugs.

He is a bit of a tight arse and so we are going to have to work more on this, to loosen him up for anal penetration. As he had suffered manly with the chemical assault on his balls, I rewarded him with some edging before allowing him to cum. A job well done.

Introducing slave 68 - One short of a 69.

I recently was contacted by a hot 45 year old with a nice thick cock which is a real grower. Some cocks are naturally big and get hard but not much bigger, whereas other cocks start off small and stretch and stretch to amazing lengths, or at least until they are much bigger than usual. These are called growers.

Well slave 68 has a very particular interest. He really likes being edged and I do mean he really, really likes being edged, to the tune of three or more hours. He can edge himself for three hours but wants to be edged for four hours or more. To have that happen he needs a hand - literally. He is also interested in being edged, with strangers watching which will be a future challenge. On our initial meeting we were going to make an attempt for his record of four hours edging.

Unfortunately as is so often the case, work got in the way and dished up the work day from hell, leaving slave 68 too tired for a record attempt. As I was already in his neighbourhood, I suggested we still meet but go for a more modest outcome. He agreed and before you could say strip, we were in his appartment. No mucking around, and so he led me straight into his bedroom where he had already got binding straps hanging out from each corner. For a second I thought we were going to set another world record, as he got out of his clothes so quickly, that I think he put doubt on some of Einsteins theories.

I quickly applied the velcro of the straps around his limbs, so that he was spread eagle on the bed and open for edging. Now he wasn't hard straight away but it didn't take long to have that stretchy sausage poking to the heavens. I started off fairly softly but was told by slave 68 that he likes quite a lot of pressure and vigorous manipulation of his monsterous man meat. His cock isn't the longest I have ever seen but it is a thick one, with a bulbous knob which fortunately stops your hand flying off during wild, wanton wanking. You don't want stray slaps to your face because your frictionless fingers fly off the flailing fuck funstick.

With a lengthy edging session, I like to vary the method and so for slave 68 we started with a good tongue lashing, followed by handy handling, moving on to the plastic fantastic wank sleeve and then back to some digital dancing, up until the edging eruption. It was quite a load which went everywhere. Not bad and an

hour and a half introductory edging with a big load finale. Priceless.

Saturday night with slave 63 - Part two.

Now that we had got over dinner and I had relaxed slave 63 with a nice paddling, it was time to tighten the screws. To start off with I marked my territory with a texta pen, so that there was no doubt about who owns slave 63. While I was at it I highlighted that he has a clit and not a cock. Also added a hood and let me say he hasn't looked better.

While I was into the subject of marking territory, I dragged slave 63 by a cord I had around his clit and balls into the bathroom. I had him lay in the bath on his back and then pulled out my cock and marked my territory with a stream of piss. I swung my cock up and down his body so that he had a nice all over covering of piss. At the head, I aimed at his mouth and saw to my pleasure that slave 63 drank the piss without having to be told. Lots of warm golden nectar sent down his throat as a gift from his Master.

Now one thing I really don't like is dirty slaves and this one smelt of piss. I have had better smelling goats than this disgusting slave. So I had to wash him and gave him a puppy bath, just like I would give a naughty dog which had rolled in piss. I had him on his all fours in the bath while I washed him from head to foot. Pulling back his foreskin to wash his knob, up his arse crack with soap and a washer. All over and then a rinse off and follow up scrub.

Once slave 63 was squeaky clean he was dragged to the bedroom and placed into bondage. To start off with he was placed on his back with his legs in the spreader bar and his arms tied to his legs so that he was stuck there like a log looking at termites approaching. I rather they just imagine the termites approaching and so a mask was added to the hood.

Now nicely immobilised and stretched out for anyone to view, it was time to edge him and bring that cock into action. To start off with I used some tongue action and hand action to get his cocks attention. That said his little soldier stood to attention and was dribbling pre-cum. I used olive oil as the lubricant of choice and worked his foreskin backwards and forwards for maximum effect.

Eventually I brought out the plastic fantastic wank sleeve to vary the nature and feel of the edging. While he may have been enjoying this, it was time to change positions. This time he was tied and placed on his stomach. Being placed on his stomach gave all round access, to his all round hole. Time for him to be fully used and for his hole to be stretched.

Our time was drawing to a close and so it was time to finish off the edging that I had started. I rolled him on his side and edged him from this position. Even though it was near the end of our session I was in no hurry to bring him to cum. I brought him to the edge a number of times before I finally let him cum. When he cum I gathered all of his white baby batter in a small cup and then poured it down his waiting throat.

Saturday night with slave 63 - Part one.

It has been a couple of months since I saw slave 63 and during the interlude, he sent me a couple of scenarios that he was interested in playing out. Not all of it was possible on the night and of course I had to put a couple of my own things in there, as I don't like it to be too predictable.

When he arrived I had him kiss my feet and pledge to serve me. I then had him remove all his clothes so that I could do a very quick examination. I normally like to linger over the examination, as it adds to the general humiliation of serving a Master. In this case it was a slightly later meeting than I expected and I was hanging out for some pizza. Normally I have it delivered and the prospect of showing a slave off to a pizza delivery boy is always a hot option but I also don't want to be banned from having pizza delivered. God I hate conundrums.

While naked I had slave 63 bend over the couch and I inserted a butt plug. He was then told to dress and I included a nice shiny dog collar to his ensemble. We then went off and picked up our pizza. I had to laugh as slave 63 struggled to keep the butt plug inserted as we walked from the car to the pizza shop. He really looked funny and sort of looked like a kid trying not to shit his pants. While in the shop I noticed he sat down on a stool straight away. So much fun. Once we had our pizza we went home and slave 63 was stripped naked again while we ate it and discussed life.

Dinner complete I ran him through my standard poses again while I felt his body up as I deemed necessary. I placed four cock rings around his balls to see them fully extended. He was then placed over my knee for a good spanking from my hand, the wooden spoon, and the paddle. Just long enough and hard enough to put a rosy glow on his cheeks.

Something different - slave 67 from Turkey.

I have been chatting for weeks to slave 67. He is on RECON and has the profile name of subbondageboy1 and lives in Turkey. As Australia's borders are still closed to the world because of the COVID-19 crisis, there is not much chance that I will get to meet slave 67 in the near future.

He is a big fan of all things bondage, except when it comes to governments trying to put us all in bondage. Turkey is one such place these days, with a noticeable swing to orthodox Islam away from secularism. In that swing ride, gays get hit in the head with the seat.

He is a very cute and in his late twenties. One of the problems with having a bondage fetish is it is very hard to practise bondage without someone to tie you up. He has a straight friend who has tied him up in the past, in order to practise his rope tying. This friend has female slaves and is not interested in a male slave, except as a rope test dummy.

We were chatting about how you meet other gays in his country where it is quite against the law. One way where he has got a good fucking, is at the local hummam (Turkish sauna). While these are public places, it is possible to get some discreet action. They find a quiet spot in the hummam and the masseuse does the whole massage/body rub combination. When he reaches the customers arse in the massage; if he touches it and the customer says nothing, he will keep touching the hole. İf the customer says nothing after his hole is touched, then the masseuse will put it in the customers mouth. If the customer says "what are you doing or something like that" he simply says "sorry I did it accidently".

Anyway as you can see he is very cute and it is a waste to not see such a nice body decorated with ropes and chains. If anyone is visiting Turkey and they are on RECON, I suggest you try and help out slave 67, who needs a good bondage session.

A home visit by slave 46 - his fantasy.

This slave has been to my place a couple of times and prior to this visit he sent me quite a detailed fantasy which we decided to make happen. Here it is in his own words....I was a real estate agent (whom you disdain) that came to value the property. You will be a tenant in the house being sold hence you disdain me. You report that the shower is intermittently broken. To appease you I volunteer to try it out to see if I can fix the problem. You allow me to inspect everywhere but not your bedroom. I was pushy and demanded that I needed to see the room. You show me the bathroom, while fixing the shower you offer me the towel and suggest I take off all my clothes have a shower to identify the intermittant problem. I foolishly agreed. You said I can come into the bedroom after the shower as a token of your apology with a smile and you will make it up to me and show me what’s inside the bedroom.

I came into the bedroom with only a towel. I was shocked to see what was on the bed. Ropes mouth gag anal probe blind fold leather binds cock ring and penile chastity. I tried to turn but you jumped me and forced me into the bed. You wrestle my wrist to my back and soon had them cuffed. A quick blind fold over the head. I struggled but was secured by the cuffs. You tried to place the mouth gag but I clenched my mouth. A firm squeeze of my balls and I yelped and open my mouth and you easily gagged me. Once secured I felt lots of ropes encasing across my exposed chest. Then ropes across my waist and groin. My elbows were then bound firmly and uncomfortably my back. The wrist cuffs was replaced by ropes as well. Then my thighs and ankles were secured with more ropes. This is what happens in the bedroom you whispered into my ear. You wanted to find out for yourself. You can experience it for yourself. I felt some binds across my balls and cock and soon some apparatus was placed around my cock. It was uncomfortable. Then you bent me forward and shoved something up my bottom. I winched and protested. This will relax and open you up for later. Later what do you mean later what do you mean open me up????

Then I was unceremoniously shoved face plant into the bed. My legs was forcibly bent behind my back and my wrist bound to my legs. My back arching back. Arghhhh I moaned. You took the mouth gag out and replaced it with an open mouth gag. I reluctantly complied under the threat of more ball abuse. Then you shoved a penis gag into my mouth and said I needed to get used to this. What did you mean by that? Then you left me in that hogtied gagged position as I struggled helplessly to escape. But it was futile. The ropes just dragged in even more. The chest felt constrained, the more I breathed against the chest ropes. I was starting to drool with that awful penis in my mouth and my hole did not appreciate that foriegn thing in me. I must have strained for over ten miniutes but no success. The more I struggle the tighter it felt as I was starting to get rope burns. I could hear camera clickings I think. Was he filming me. That depraved man. How much lower can he stoop.

Then he took off my blindfold. How are we going. Having fun. I yell obscenity through the gag at him and told him where he can go. He laughed. Then I went totally quiet. He started to undress himself. Omg noooo I struggled really really hard I needed to get free now. Noooooo. He laid next to me and release me from the hogtie. But then he secured a neck collar around me and tied it to the top of the bed. My bound legs was the secured by another rope to the bottom of the bed. I was lying absolutely straight unable to flex to protect my naked bound body. You smiled as you lay next to me. You kissed my gagged mouth and ran your hands on my bound chest. You kissed and licked my nipples. Then you slide down onto my bound cock and caressed and kissed it. Your hands were on my thighs and the other on my butt cheek. A nice firm grope and my eyes nearly exploded from the molestation.