Just a normal day. Today I had to work and as is quite often my habit I stopped off at the local swimming pool to do a few laps. I had left work early and so it was relatively quiet at the pool, with the lunch time fitness enthusiasts having recently left and the main crowd still a couple of hours away. I do this to keep this body trim, taught and terrific in theory but in reality its more about stopping gravity from stretching everything and limiting the amount of wobble. I walked in to the change rooms just as a very horny Asian guy was removing his clothes and releasing his very nice cock from his jocks. Smooth muscular body, trimmed pubes and nice perky uncut cock set off with a skin colour similar to a good tan. Yummy.

I got my clothes off and caught the saggy baggy elephant in the corner perving on me. The cheek of him; I will do the perving here thanks. Next into the showers and I was having a bit of a water wasting soak in the multi-shower cubicle. Soon I was joined by a very spunky guy of around 30 years of age, just a spot over six feet tall and of some eastern European nation. Smooth muscular body and dark hair and eyes who I dubbed Mr Tall Dark and Handsome. I nonchalantly removed the swim trunks and started washing. Unfortunately Saggy Baggy Elephant wobbled in which put Tall Dark and Handsome off stripping completely although he did remove his trunks but leaving his under wear to get wet. Damn there didn't seem to be much of a bulge in the old underwear of Tall Dark and Handsome. Saggy Baggy Elephant fortunately just smeared a few handfuls of water around the fat rolls and then left in search of a place to swim far away from the whaling fleet. Tall Dark and Handsome soon after removed his underwear but remained with his back to me. I did get the impression he was looking fleetingly at me over his shoulder whenever I looked in his direction. Next he swapped to the shower on the other side of the cubicle which was also more hidden from the out side change room. Very strange and I was starting to suspect a bit of foul play. Suddenly he turned around while washing his cock and strike me with lightening if I lie but it was a good solid eight inches soft, uncut and with shaved pubes. I gawped so wide I nearly drowned in the shower stream. Suddenly shy Tall Dark and Handsome had become quite brazen and was openly wanking his cock.

Well I don't need to be hit in the head with a sausage to know when the game is afoot. I grabbed a handful of soap and took hold of his magnificent balls and stroked them gently while he continued to wank with one hand while exploring my arse hole with his other. Those balls filled my hand and were better than almost any I had felt before. His cock got nice and hard, not much bigger but definitely a lot thicker. The wanking increased in pace and suddenly I heard the sound of some one in the changing room. I knew we would have a visitor shortly and time was running out. Tall Dark and Handsome picked up the pace frantically trying to beat this soon to arrive interloper. Very soon there was a very small sigh and a massive stream broke from the end of his weapon. Followed by three or four further spasms. Quickly he turned to hide his still erect cock while wiping his foot over the floor of the shower to hasten the cum down the drain. A very cute young guy entered and was none the wiser about what had just happened. Life really is like a box of chocolates.

A visit to slave 4. I was off to work with a visit to the foreign kingdom of New South Wales. While there I decided to drop in on slave 4 to see how he was going. We had pre-fun drinks at a rather nice hotel and then off to a Japanese restaurant for dinner at his expense. Ah my favourite meal – free. There was talk of a visit to a coffee shop but I was impatient to play. I was a little bit amused when slave 4 said he was surprised that I wanted to play as I hadn’t said as much in the lead up. Once again he must have had a build up of cum in his brain as he was being just goofy.

He advised that his normal Master had told him to wear his chastity device four days earlier when he had heard I was coming to Sydney. When we got to his apartment he had not prepared the room and so he had to replace sheets and things before we could start. I some times wonder where he gets some of these ideas. Once sorted I had him strip piece by piece. I was pleased to see that he was wearing his chastity device and no doubt it would also please his normal Master. I was not so pleased when he couldn’t remember the basic poses I insist on slaves adopting. So back to school for the slave boi. There was a nice long plastic shoe horn hanging on the wall. Most people have pictures but who am I to judge. I was tempted to use it on his rump but he had been good enough to pay for dinner. It was tempting and did get me thinking. My plan was simple, to edge him until he went crazy and to play with his mind so he went mad. I had him lie on the bed on his back. I grabbed a Q-Tip and lubricated it with some oil and then started to rub it against his cock through the cock cage. It wasn’t long before his little sausage was pressed hard against the plastic and pushing through the hole in the end. This is a very unsatisfying type of edging for the slave as his cocklet is prevented from getting fully hard.

After much fun I removed the cock cage. Now for some more oil and then some serious edging. All the time I was edging him I was asking him if he wanted to cum. Then I would tell him that I didn’t feel that he wanted to cum as he really was after the edging. Then I would talk about ruined orgasms and prostate massage orgasms as a preference. He would try and concentrate on what I was saying but due to being on the edge of an orgasm he was getting confused. I would bring him right to the edge and then just stop. He was getting very frustrated. Next I tied him up on his side so he was nice and uncomfortable. More edging and more talk about whether he really needed to cum. Time to bring him down. I ordered him to go wash himself in the shower. I then joined him and let him wash me. He then had to get on his knees and suck my cock. I next had him dry himself and then when I was ready had him dry me. He was then sent back to the bed for more edging and talk about orgasms and his inability to convince me that he needed to cum. He got very close a couple of times at this point and I had to remind him that he was not to cum without permission. I got him after awhile to sit cross legged so I could edge him in a different position. After a period of that, I had him stand so he could be edged in a position where he felt quite giddy and likely to fall over. Such is the intensity of his approach to orgasm. I chatted to him the whole time about what he could do to convince me that he really wanted to cum. Back on his back for the some more horizontal edging. Every time he felt I might let him cum I would change the situation so he wasn’t sure what I was up too. This time I had him go wipe the oil off his cock as I told him I was sick of edging him. He went off crest fallen and hunched, thinking it was all over. When he returned I had him on his back again for some oral edging.

The helter skelter of this was weighing on his mind. Once again I appeared to lose interest and then suddenly brought out the oil for more manual edging. I discussed how I would use him next time he visited and added lots of things which I knew would stretch his limits. As he was so horny with the edging he was agreeing to all sorts of things. He was getting frantic now and I determined that it was time he was allowed to cum as he had been a good boi. This time when I got to the point of no return I kept going. I didn’t give him permission to cum as I wanted him to fight it as long as possible and then have the guilt of cumming with out permission. Well the surprise was on me I am afraid. His orgasm was so intense that when he cum, he shot with such force that it went every where in absolute loads. My head was near his ear at the time and I got a face full of cum. A good nights work. I doubt if he will remember what he agreed to do during our next visit but I will remind him later. You will have to wait for that story.

Three at three. Work is so boring and when there is not much to do, ones mind tends to wander to ones penis. Now at work there is generally limited chance for sex during the day and it is only slightly better at work functions. There is also a very true old saying that goes 'don't shit in your nest'. Work place trysts are fraught with danger and generally end up in a full on war or even worse marriage.

Therefore sex in the office is normally not a winner. However the other day I was bored at work and the only one on the floor all day. I was chatting to slave 3 and I mentioned that I might need to have a wank. He quickly rose to the occasion and advised that I shouldn't do that as I have a perfectly good slave who is capable of coming in and resolving this little work place issue. I liked the thought of having a sly head job provided by a slave on his knees under the desk. So it was agreed he would come into the office at 3 pm. Right on que the lift doors opened at 3 pm and shortly after he appeared around the corner. I was a little disappointed in that I had been so eager to get this little event happening that I forgot to give him instructions on how I wanted him dressed. So first off I had him strip and take off his under wear and shirt. It is very hot having a naked slave in a normally sterile work area. I grabbed my keys and went to disable the lift but found that I couldn't lock it off. Damn it was a risk but nothing ventured nothing gained. I then felt his package and found his dicklet small and useless. I gave it a good squeeze and a couple of wacks to get his attention and then had him get under the desk and start sucking my cock. I controlled his head movement as I didn't want to cum too soon and wanted to really enjoy the experience. Plenty of times I had him stop with my cock fully in his mouth right up to the balls making it hard for him to breath. I had him play with my nipples while he sucked and had him suck on my balls as well. Time for a break and so he was ordered to stand up and undo his pants and flop out his cock.

Much easier when the slave is not wearing underwear. He was ordered to wank for my enjoyment. I didn't find his little cock enjoyable, so back under the desk useless slave. This slave is quite old and not very useful but he does know how to suck so I got him back doing what he does best. In a short while I started to feel I was getting close and so I had him slow down a bit until I was completely ready. Once really worked up and ready to explode I ordered the slave to go for gold and not to stop until I had cum. Within a short period I felt the pressure mounting and shortly I was pumping cum into my little sperm bucket like never before. It was hitting the back of his throat and making him choke but I kept his head in place and made him accept the full load. Like the good boi that he is, he drank every drop of my white creamy offering. He also continued to suck on the end of my cock until all the last drops had finally come out. He was then ordered to go. The look on his face at the lifts when he realised that the lifts hadn't been captured was priceless. Just before the lift arrived he got down on his knees and kissed my shoes in respect and thanked me for the opportunity to serve.

Pegs are too good just for clothes. Many times in the past I have talked about putting pegs on slaves. I thought we might look at the possibilities of this in more detail. Pegs are a very intense tool to use on slaves and also for once a very cheap item to purchase. When clipped onto parts of the body they provide very intense discomfort, when flicked they provide a surge of pain and when removed create a flood of very sharp pain. Best of all is they create no damage.

Pegs come in various forms but by far the best are old fashioned and very cheap wooden pegs. They are superior to more modern plastic pegs as they have more grip and are less likely to come off. I also have normal size ones as well as smaller ones used for hanging Christmas cards. Both are good and have a place in your bag of tricks. The obvious place to start is by placing pegs around the slaves dicklet. If they have a foreskin then a ring of them around that. My record is eight around a foreskin and so the challenge is out there for those wanting to try to beat that. The next and more intense place is around the edge of the head of the slave sausage. It is sometimes hard to get the pegs to stay on here but persevere as its worth the effort. Next is around the eye of the worm. This is where the little pegs really come into their own. Usually you can fit at least two normal pegs on the edge of the eye.

We haven't finished with the cock yet as there is still room for more pegs. There is a very sensitive nerve which runs down the centre of the bottom of the baby batter gun. You should be able to put eight or more down an average size prick. To round it off you can also put them down the sides and top as well. A ring of pegs around the balls is also good and looks pretty if done neatly. Under the balls all the way to the arse hole is very sensitive to peg therapy and there is plenty of space for lots. A row of pegs down the inside of the thighs will spread the pleasure - for you. Up the sides of the body is also good for a laugh and gives you plenty to jiggle to add that little bit extra to the effect. You can aslso insert a few around the rim of the belly button as long as its an 'inny' rather than an 'outie'.

Moving up to nipples is very intense for some. I have noticed there is a lot of difference in the sensitiveness of nipples between guys. Asians seem to have a nerve which goes straight from the nipples to their cocks which brings on an instant hard on, where as to other guys it seems to have no effect. Not only should pegs go on the nipples but also along the muscle which runs from under the nipple up to the arm pits. Arm pits are also sensitive so a few pegs around the pit is also good unless your wearing them. Don't forget the slaves face either as lips nose and ears are all good perches for a peg collection. A few across the eye brows will stop a slave scowling, around the chin stops smiling and a few on the tongue stops talking. As the old and very true saying goes 'slaves should be seen and not heard'. A rule I like to enforce with slaves.

Hello again slave 24. I was recently contacted by slave 24 who wanted another session. This slave is straight and married however as his wife is not into dominance, he comes to me occasionally for a session. This raises the question of what do I do with a straight slave and do I have to treat him differently? I pondered this conundrum before our first session and decided that he would have to be treated the same as any other slave.

I found it was not such a big deal as all of what I do is consensual and based on meeting the slaves needs while extending his boundaries without breaking them entirely. This slave is a 45 year old Asian who is 6’3” tall. He has an uncut cock which while not long does get quite thick. For this particular session he wanted to be edged and I wanted to get him to try some gay stuff. We met at the local fetish club and went up to the private room. I had him strip straight away and stand before me, so I could refresh my memory of his body. I ran him through my three poses until he started to sweat up. Next I had him lie out straight and I tied his arms and legs to immobilise him for easy edging. As he is straight and very nervous it took a while to get his dicklet hard. I wrangled his balls in rope to stretch them out a bit and we chatted as he was edged. Other than our last session he had never had a gay experience, never sucked cock or had his cock sucked by a guy. Well that was about to change. After a bit of edging I untied him and decided it was time to take him on a naked walk around the club. When we got to the movie room, I tied him back to the partition so he was fully exposed and then I walked off. I left him for about ten minutes while I went to get a drink. When I returned I untied him and we walked to the café area.

There were a number of people talking to the barman and so I joined in while slave 24 stood around totally naked in a pose of respect. From the café we walked down to the cruise area and found a guy who was watching porn on the big screen. I had slave 24 present himself to the guy. This guy played with slave 24’s nipples for quite awhile but completely ignored his cock. Very strange behaviour to a cock lover like myself. We then went back to the room. I cuffed him in the sling and then got back to some serious edging. I brought him close a few times but realised we were running out of time. So I released him and I got down on to the bed. I released my cock and told him to suck. This was a bit of a boundary stretch as this was a first for him and he had said he wasn’t really into it. He didn’t say however that he didn’t want to do it. For a first time he did a pretty good job and certainly achieved the aim. It was then back into the sling for him where I started to suck him. He had been a good boi and so I decided he had deserved to cum. I also wanted my straight slave to go away happy with the experience to encourage future events. During our discussions he had told me that the last time he had sex with his wife was two weeks ago and so I knew cumming would be a valuable prize. When he cum it was in torrents. Big thick globs oozing over his stomach. Another successful session.

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.

Straight from the slaves mouth. Recently slave 3 was sent to another Master for a session. This is how it went. I was taken to the local fetish club. I had detailed instructions I had to follow prior to meeting the Master at his house. It was quite a long list. One. I was ordered to be shaved and so pubes and chest hair was removed. Oops forgot the arm pits. Not a good start. Two. Don't wear underwear. No problem except it is winter in Melbourne at the moment. Three. Wear loose pants like shorts. Damn there is that winter thing again. I am going to struggle to find my nuts, how embarrassing. Four. Wear a zip up jacket and no shirt. Did I mention it was winter. Doesn't this Master go out side at all! Five. Wear my leather chest harness. That's not going to keep me much warmer. Six. Bring non sparkling drinks.

A quick stop at a service station will solve that little problem. Why was the attendant looking at me strange? Hasn't he ever seen shorts worn with a coat and chest harness. Weirdo. Seven. Be standing in respect at the door with head down and hands behind my back. Mavis next door thought I was cute and I suspect her husband Georges' next make over will include shaving of chest hair and a winter collection of shorts. Eight. Bring a jock strap and hold it in your hand. That's hardly going to keep my bloody hands warm. Nine. Bring a dogs drinking bowl. Fluffy from next door was a bit miffed about that and wanted to bite me until I gave her a bone. Ten. Bring my sex toy collection. Does this Master know how many porters I will need for that little task. Eleven. Douche you douche bag. The fun part of any gay meeting, other than a good electrocution. Its a bit like straight sex. You know you have to go down on a smelly vagina before you can get off. Twelve. Wear your chastity device but bring the key. Great it was so cold it was hard enough to find my bits, let alone wrangle them into a cock cage. I better be nice to this guy as he is fiendish. Thirteen. Do not cum for two days prior. This is going to hit my left hand really hard and I am going to be careful how I broach this conversation. Fourteen. Sleep nude prior to the meeting. How on earth am I going to control that bloody left hand. Then to top it all off the Master decided 3 wasn't a suitable name and so I was rechristened "Fuckwit". This has such a nice friendly ring to it. He sounds like one fun dude. So armed with my collection of things I went to pick up my borrowed Master. I arrived at his house, opened my coat and adopted the respectful pose after a couple of tenuous knocks. He opened the door fairly quickly and ordered me in to the hall way. I was told to strip. OMG the house was cold and there I was nude.

In between shivers I looked around and suddenly realised I had been in this house once before but with a different guy - AWKWARD. He ran his hands over me and made sure that I had the chastity device on and tested my nipples and balls for sensitivity. I was then ordered to my knees and he opened his dressing gown to show me his large and very hard penis. I was ordered to suck it and let me tell you I didn't need a written invitation to for that little task. He only let me suck it for a couple of seconds to tempt me. I was thinking this guy was really good and devilishly clever. I was then ordered to follow him on my knees into the bath room where he was going to have a shower. I was ordered to my knees with my head bowed. Damn that meant I couldn't perve on his fabulous body. He thinks of everything this guy. While he showered away I was told to empty the dryer and washing machines behind me and restart the dryer. I was thinking that there were probably not many naked maids in this part of Melbourne but what an innovation. After he was dried I followed him to his room where I had to dress him. It is almost painful to be on your knees so close to a perfect cock and not be allowed to touch or lick. Absolute torture of the cruellest kind. Once I had him looking a million dollars in his leather, I drove him to the fetish club which I will talk about next time.