Date: Sun, 16 Jan 2011 10:52:50 +0100 From: Kinky DEV Subject: Becoming his property - Chapter 8: Shocked (Please mail your comments or suggestions to kinkydev@live.nl) Becoming his property Chapter 8: Shocked I stood with my hands locked above my head for quite some time and I felt my arms getting heavy. I heard John saying goodbye to my Master and then leave. My Master returned to the playroom and kissed me deeply while I was still bound. I liked the fact that he showed affection to me after letting John abuse me for his own pleasure. "slave, you've had a tough weekend so I'm going to prepare you for the coming period" my Master spoke. There was gentleness in his voice but also a tone that said he was in complete control. "I'm having a few business trips planned for the next two weeks so you probably will not see me much during that time" he continued. "However, that does not mean you're not under my control anymore." He picked up the chastity belt and replaced the silicone inlay that contained my cock and balls for an almost identical looking one and then proceeded to lock me up again. Since I was hard it took some time but after a few slaps to my balls I quickly softened enough. The locks closed with a click and he stuffed the key away in his pocket after which my hands were unlocked from the overhead beam. He removed the wrist cuffs and I was now in my standard slave uniform, which consisted of a chastity belt and a chain collar around my neck. "This silicone inlay has an additional feature" my Master said and then showed me a remote control with several buttons. "It contains an electro module" he continued. He pressed one of the buttons and I felt a pleasurable tingle surge through my cock and balls which caused precum to leak out through the piss opening and made my cock rock hard in seconds. My Master enjoyed my predicament and started stroking his cock. "I see you like the pleasure setting, slave" he said "but it also contains a few punishment settings" he continued. He pressed a different button and my cock and balls felt like a thousand needles were being pushed in them. I started to crouch down on the floor when he stopped pressing the button. His cock was now rock hard and oozing precum. "That was only the lowest setting and the built in battery lasts for at least 4 weeks. The remote has a range of 5 kilometres" my Master said with a big grin on his face. He continued: "you will not cum for two weeks but with this remote I have made sure it will be an interesting two weeks. You will remain locked at all times. You don't have to wear your rubber slave suit and buttplug and you are free to do whatever you want unless given an order by me. I will contact you when you are to report for slave duty again" I barely had the time to think about his words when he pulled my head towards his leaking dick and ordered me to open my mouth. He pushed his cock in deeply and then turned the electro module back on, this time using the pleasure setting again. The belt made me hornier then I ever remembered being and I really did my best to please my Master. Since he had come shortly before it took some time and when I looked up at him I saw him with his eyes closed enjoying my work on his dick. He started to breathe more quickly and I knew he was close to cumming. I took his dick in my mouth as far as it would go and kept it there, letting the muscles in my throat do the work. He grunted loudly and I felt his seed enter my throat. I kept his cock in my mouth until he finished shooting his cum into me. He slowly pulled out and ordered me to clean his cum covered cock. When he was satisfied he turned off the electro module, took me downstairs and opened the front door. He pushed me outside while still completely naked and closed the door behind me without saying a word. I quickly found the garbage bag that contained my clothes and dressed quickly, hoping nobody saw me. I hurried home with his cum still covering my mouth and fantasised about the Master that had taken control of my life so quickly. I awoke on Monday morning and prepared for a boring week at work. After taking a shower I decided that I would dress a bit more casual then usual to match my bald head. I selected a pair of jeans that accented my ass and a pair of black boots. I rummaged through my clothes but I could not find anything that would look good with it and still hide the slave chain. I looked in the mirror and saw my bald head and decided that since I would probably face remarks by my co-workers anyway I would put on a white shirt and let the chain be partially visible. Finally I picked up my leather jacket and went to work. Many of my colleagues complemented me on the new look, saying it looked good on me and that they had respect for the fact that I had the courage to change my looks so radically. If they only knew that I was an owned cock-sucking slave that had no choice in the matter at all. My boss was visibly less pleased but did not say a word. For a few days life went on as usual and I had no contact with my Master. People around me got used to my new look quickly and I started to wear it with pride. On Thursday morning I was in a meeting with one of the firms biggest customers when I felt a slight tingle in my groin. My cock got hard instantly and started to leak precum. My Master was back in town and I wanted to serve him! Slowly but surely the pleasurable sensation increased in intensity and I could hardly focus on the business at hand. The sensation continued through the entire meeting and I felt so close to cumming but my cock was securely locked away. When the meeting ended I had to hold a few papers in front of my crotch to cover the big wet spot of precum that had formed. At lunchtime I decided to take a walk so that I could cool down and get something to eat. I was walking around and thinking about a second meeting I had planned for that afternoon when a motor biker rode past me and stopped a few meters in front of me. The biker wore black leather jeans, a heavy leather biker jacket, big black boots, black gloves and a helmet with a dark vizor. He flipped up the vizor and I recognised Master. "Hey slave, where are you going?" he asked without caring if anybody could hear him. "I'm going to grab some lunch" I answered after I walked closer to him. He slapped me in my face and yelled "You piece of shit, show me some respect!" I saw people looking and I felt my face turn red. "Sorry Sir" I said softly. "Speak up, slave!" he commanded. "Sir, I will speak to you with more respect next time, Sir" I said out aloud. "Much better, slave. Now get on the bike." It did not sound like he was just asking me so I hopped on behind him and then we drove off. We drove to a park at the edge of town and he ordered me off the bike and attached a leash to the slave collar. He got off as well and leaned against his bike with a cocky attitude I found very attractive. "Kneel" he ordered. I hesitated since we were in public but this part of the park appeared to be deserted so I did as I was told and looked down at the floor. "Look up at me, slave" he said. In front of me stood a hot and hunky leather clad guy that I was proud to call my Master. From his pocket he retrieved the remote control for the electro module. "You need to learn to behave like a slave, no matter where you are or whoever is present. You are to address me as Sir at all times and I don't like the way you showed you disrespect for me" he said. He pulled me closer to him using the leash until my face was only a few centimetres away from his crotch. "Apparently you need to be reminded who owns you, slave" he said and then he forced my face into his crotch. He pushed a button on the remote control and my dick and balls felt like they were being pierced by lots of needles. My soft cries for mercy were muffled by his leather crotch and I felt his dick grow by the second. He released the button and pulled my head back so he could look at me. I was close to crying but I tried to suffer in silence to serve my Master. "slave, I don't think you learned you lesson yet" he said smiling deviously. He forced my face into his crotch again and pressed a button again. This time he used a much higher setting and I started begging for mercy. He was unimpressed and increased to an even higher setting. It felt like my dick and balls were being crushed and burned at the same time. I screamed into his crotch while he forced my head into the smooth leather. When he finally stopped tears were flowing freely from my eyes. He looked down on me and said "slave, I think you learned you lesson now." With tears in my eyes I answered "Yes Sir." He pulled me close to him and started kissing me passionately, making me forget most of the pain, replacing it with lust for my Master. When he got bored of the kissing he pushed my head to his left boot with his gloved hand. "Lick" was the next thing he said. He placed the other boot in my neck, forcing me down on the floor. I heard him light up a cigarette and he looked down on me while he relaxed and smoked his cigarette. I licked his boots for some time but then heard voices followed by footsteps. Two joggers in the park must have heard my earlier screams and came to investigate. My face went red again and I tried to get up. "Continue licking, slave" he just said and pushed his boot harder onto my neck, keeping me down. Master looked at the spectators from the park defiantly and told them "to fuck off since he was just training his slave" like it was a normal thing to do in a park. Somehow, his cocky attitude turned me on and I licked his boots with pride. The joggers uttered some muffled words and left. I tried to imagine how it must have looked to the joggers: A hot leather biker leaning against his bike, relaxing and smoking while holding a grown man on a leash and forcing him to lick his boots. My cock swelled on the scene that was now reality for me. When he finished his cigarette he ordered me to sit with my hands behind my back. He opened his zipper and pulled his cock out. He looked down at me and just said "Open". I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in until his balls hit my chin. He fucked my mouth hard and rough and it did not take long before I felt he was close to cumming. He hold my head between his gloved hands and pushed in deeply. He shot a big load into my throat and I swallowed obediently. He did not pull out immediately but left his dick in my mouth to go soft a little. I felt a twitch in his dick as he let his piss flow freely into my mouth. I swallowed greedily, hoping to please my Master by showing I could be a good slave. He continued to empty his bladder into me while still holding my head locked between his hands. Still pissing, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and let a few jets of his hot piss land on my face and shirt. Only when he finished did he release his grip on me. He made me clean his dick before putting it back inside his jeans. He got back on his bike and pulled me onto it using the leash. We drove back to the office building were I work and he stopped in front of it. He pulled me off the bike using the leash and made me kneel on the pavement. "Kneel and kiss my boots to say goodbye, slave" he said. We were now in full public but I did not dare to disobey him in fear of the electro module so I did as he wanted. He unlocked the leash and said "I hope you enjoyed your lunch break, slave" and drove off. I stood in front of my office, partially covered in his piss and having licked his boots for the whole world to see. My face turned red and I hurried inside.