Date: Sat, 14 Mar 2015 15:53:55 -0400
From: Charlie Tuna <charlietuna18@hotmail.com>
Subject: Charlie's Recollection

Charlie's Recollection
by Chuck Root

I remembered the day, three years ago, when I was the young man who was
secured to a table, waking up to a terrifying experience. Sounds were the
first thing I recalled. I heard some movement off to one side. I tried to
open my eyes and realized that I was blindfolded. A voice, deep and
masculine, quietly said, "Good morning."


I tried to move. My arms and legs were secured, holding me spread eagled on
a soft surface. All I could say was, "Please".


I tried to remember how I got here. The last thing I could recall was going
to the mall for a sale and talking to a guy in the men's store. It had been
an awkward conversation that took place near the underwear display. He came
up to me while I was buying my usual Hanes boxer briefs. I always bought
the black/gray two package. He took the package from my hands and
substituted another that was just plain white briefs.


"You would look much nicer in these tight white boy briefs. Or possibly
none at all. A simple jock might also be fun. You are such a cute young
man"


I guess the strangeness of his comments caught me off guard. I looked up
into a handsome face and after a brief pause simply replied, "Thank you."


That was all. The stranger seemed to mist the air with a mild smelling
cologne. I could not recall anything more until waking up here. The shock
grew to fear when he continued speaking.


"I guess it's time to unwrap my new precious toy." The way he said it made
me realize I was in serious trouble. "But first a nice collar for my boy."


I felt him hover over me and then lift my head enough to slip something
behind my neck. I felt the thin collar fasten around me. It was thin and
light weight but terrified me. "In case you are curious or maybe to help
you understand... this collar can deliver an extremely painful experience.
The control is designed so that I can vary the pain to force compliance. Do
you understand?"


I did not immediately reply and felt a slight tingle cover my body. It
quickly grew to a painful jolt. "Yes! Yes! Yes! I understand." I screamed
and the pain disappeared. It was gone. I was stunned by the level of pain I
had felt for that brief instant.


"That is very good, boy. Now you should also understand I control the
pain. It will begin when I want and stop when I want.  Do you understand?"


I answered, "Yes" as quickly as I could. A slight tingle started again. "I
understand. I do. Please."


"It's a shame you have no proper training. You would know each time you
address me you will honor me by calling me Master. Do you understand?"


The tingle started to grow to a painful level but ended immediately when I
begged, "Yes sir! Yes, I understand Master"


"That is so very good, boy. Now don't do anything to make me use the leash.
Some boys have not faired well when I used the leash."


Even with the blindfold I could tell that there was a light on. The echo of
sound made me think I was in a large room. Panic was filling me with fear
and I started to shake uncontrollably.


"Relax boy. As long as you obey you will have no permanent problems. But if
you don't comply I have no guarantees."


A hand rested on my chest. I flinched even thought the touch was gentle.
The hand moved up to my neck and face. It touched my head and tussled my
hair as though I was a pet being calmed.  I whimpered.


"Relax boy. My friends will be helping you with the entire process." I
could hear his footsteps moving away but could still sense the presence of
other people.


The blindfold was gently removed and the dim light in the room allowed me
to see two young men. They were about my age and were almost naked.  One
wore a pair of white underwear briefs and the other wore a black jockstrap.
On closer inspection I saw that each wore a thin collar around their neck
and both looked tan and healthy.


"Relax and allow us to help prepare you. You will be fine as long as you
obey master and us."


The New Toy Arrives Now three years later I found myself preparing master's
latest toy.Instead of me being secured to the table, I stood, in my white
briefs, watching another young man wake to profound panic and confusion. I
was assisted by David, who had actually been present during my waking.
Three years ago he was dressed in his black jock and he wore a similar one
today. David no longer wore a collar. The need to "leash" him was long
gone.


The new toy was in the usual spread eagle position with restraints on his
wrists and ankles. The master had already explained the leash to the new
toy and gave him a taste of the control pain. It was now time to unwrap and
prepare the toy. Master left the room but I knew he would watch closely
over the CCTV. Replaying this initial awakening always gave master
pleasure.


I gently removed the blindfold and watched the toy's eyes blink in reaction
to the light. Wide eyed, he struggled briefly against the restraints.


"Please stop struggling and I will remove the restraints." But his
thrashing and straining continued. Suddenly he stopped and his eyes opened
wide in pain. I knew the Master was using the leash to force compliance.
"You must do as we say or the pain will return."


He lay frozen in fear. His cringed at my touch as the first wrist was freed
and then the next and finally the two ankle restraints. His initial
reaction was an attempt to stand and flee. The immediate pain brought him
to his knees.


"Stand up!", I demanded. He complied and faced us. "You will remove your
clothing and place each item in this bag." I dropped a grey laundry bag at
his feet. He looked down at it but took no immediate action. Then it became
obvious that the pain started again. I recalled how it would radiate down
through your body. The toy knew he must comply and he began taking off his
shirt. His upper body was thin but muscular. This toy was in great physical
shape without the artificial look of someone who lifted too many weights.
His shoes and socks came next revealing large feet with long toes. The toy
hesitated a few seconds too long when it was time for his trousers to come
off. I could tell when the return of the pain started and he realized it
would only stop when the pants came off.


I had seen many toys reach this point and stop. Then realize that
compliance was the only way. They would inevitably fumble at their belts,
buttons, and zippers before shedding the pants. It was Master's favorite
moment. It was when the new toy stood at the edge of of his new life. The
expose of the underwear. In this toy's case they were boxers. The
embarrassment. The fear. The realization that his final piece of clothing
was going to be gone and he would be totally exposed. Each toy did the
exact same thing that I had done three years ago. They pushed down their
underwear and immediately cover their naked cock and balls with their
hands.


This toy would hate the next step in the process. His head was a shaggy mop
of dark blonde hair and a fine down covered his arms and legs. A slightly
darker dusting of hair appeared on his chest between two small nipples and
then flowed downward in a thin line to his navel. It became wider as it
surrounded his cock and balls and even with his hands still trying to hide
his genitals, the forest of hair was visible.


"Step into the shower area and stand at attention."


He moved the short distance to the large shower room and stood but his
hands still covered his cock and cupped his balls. My own pleasure at
watching this and guiding his processing was starting to make my own cock
grow behind my briefs. I wanted him to notice this and did nothing to hide
it.


"You were told to stand at attention. This means feet together and hands at
your side. If you are told to stand for inspection you will stand with your
legs shoulder width apart and your hands clasped behind your back. In both
cases you will be looking forward, not down at the ground. "


I paused for a moment then reissued the command, "Stand at attention."


He stood erect but his hands still covered his manhood. I watched for the
telltale signs of compliance pain and when it started I enjoyed seeing the
confusion on his face. I could tell he was asking himself what he did wrong
and then I saw the moment when he realized it was his hands. They snapped
to his side exposing himself to David and me. The pain subsided.


"Very good. Now my brother, David, will be shearing your head. During that
time you will remain at attention. You will look forward, You will not
flinch, You will not whimper and cry. You will submit with the realization
that this will happen one way or another. Give one nod if you understand"


The toy nodded and David moved in with the barbers clippers. He efficiently
started buzzing the dirty blonde mop of hair, leaving row after row of
stubble. I took the time to look more closely at the toy. He had a
beautiful cock. It was circumcised and hung heavily over two large
testicles. It was at least 4 fat inches in this flaccid state. His pubic
hair was darker than the hair falling to the ground as David continued. I
could not resist the moment and knowing that the toy was watching, I gently
fondled my own cock and balls.


I moved closer to him. We were face to face as I invaded his space. I could
hear and see deep sobs as he verged on breaking into tears. I moved even
closer and whispered in his ear. "Assume the inspection position. Feet
apart and hands clasped behind you." His legs opened and his youthful fruit
hung free, ready for my first touch.


I touched his belly and he momentarily backed away. But with David behind
he quickly realized he must submit. My hand slid down over his cock and
felt his balls. I fondled each one, turning them slightly and tugging each
one. Still whispering in his ear, I hissed, "Next you will lose all of your
body hair, even this manly bush you have here." I tugged his pubes. "And
this whole process will be repeated weekly until you have earned the right
to grow your hair back. You will also remain naked until you earn the
privilege of wearing some clothing."


The buzzcut toy stood at parade rest as I backed away and the last curls of
hair fell to the ground. Bryan, another of one of Master's family came into
the room. He was entirely nude except for gloves. He carried a large bowl
and was our specialist in this next step. He silently approached the toy
and wordlessly signaled the toy to lift his arms. Fine tufts of hair were
exposed. Bryan quickly and expertly applied a layer of depilatory to the
toy.


The distinctive smell of hair being dissolved filled the room. Even as
frightened and shocked as the toy was, the application of the warm gel to
his arm pits, chest, belly, and pubes made his youthful cock begin to get
hard. Arousal is difficult to stop when you are a hormone filled young
man. His awareness of his own arousal caused a single tear to form and roll
down his cheek. Bryan knelt down continued on each leg. The last part of
this process was a swipe of gel deep into the crease between the toy's firm
cheeks. This final bit of intimacy made the toy reach full arousal. His
cock had grown to an impressive size and it arced up and slightly to the
left. It bobbed up and down with each beat of his heart.


The New Toy My name is Dylan. I can't believe I was standing here, naked
and aroused, as all the hair on my body is being removed. My biggest fear
when I first awoke was that I had been kidnapped by some anti-gay group. I
truly feared for my well being. I thought I might have been targeted
because I was buying some very expensive boxer briefs that I hoped would be
sexier than my usual boxers yet conservative enough so I would not stand
out at my local gym. You see I was sure I was gay even though I had never
been with a man. I hid it from everyone for years. I was approached by a
handsome man who handed me a package containing a jock. He told me I would
look very good in it. The last thing I remember was wondering how he knew I
was gay.


Waking up on the table, restrained in a spread eagle position only fueled
those fears. The pain, from the collar I was wearing, made me stop
struggling and listen to the voice of the man who called himself
Master. When the blindfold was removed I saw the two guys who were about my
age. The taller one wore a dark jock and was evenly tanned to a golden
hue. His companion was shorter but also tanned. He wore bright white briefs
and was exactly they type of male I always fantasized about during my
lonely jerk off sessions. I was released from the table and again
experienced the excruciating pain used to control me. The first touch by
the shorter man made my cock start to stir. It was the first time another
male had touched my cock. He fondled my balls and I started to get hard.


They led me to a shower area and the third person entered. His touch as he
spread a warm gel over my entire body made me reach full erection. He knelt
and I could feel his warm breath on my belly. His nudity added to my
excitement. The final application of the gel between the cheeks of my ass
made get harder then I had ever been before. My cock ached from being so
hard.


I was smooth from head to toe and scrubbed clean under a warm water shower,
I felt I could survive. I only needed to do exactly what I was told without
hesitation. I was so aroused I could sense precum forming at the head of my
cock. The final act by this third man was to massage a soothing oil over my
newly bared body. His hands touched my nipples and traveled down over my
belly and navel to my cock, balls and ass. When his fingers anointed my ass
I could feel them probe slightly. A tip entered my hole but only enough to
rub oil around that sensitive opening. I almost came.


The men began rattling off information. They told me that from my wallet,
they knew my identity. As we spoke, some of the brothers were at my
apartment clearing out my possessions. The had determined where I worked
and my employer was being told that I had to leave the area for family
reasons. They knew I had no close immediate family but suggested that any
close friends who might become concerned could be told that I would be out
of contact for an extended time, I just had to provide their information.


Any of the my new family would be addressed as "Sir" and in the absence of
the Master, any of these family members could and would make demands. I was
also warned that attempting to flee would activate the leash.


Charlie and David Continue Preparing the Toy This preparation area was
actually the old pool house on Master's estate. We guided the toy out of
the preparation room. He seemed to still be in shock and needed some
prodding to move through the door. His cock was still fully erect. He no
longer attempted to hide it but instead used his hands to steady himself as
we took him to a raised platform and called the other family members over.


I had already warned the toy that he would be introduced to the family and
would submit to their touches and demands. The family members who had been
relaxing around the pool started to gather around us. Each of us can elect
to were briefs, a jock, or remain naked. Most of those on this pool deck
were naked. Some of the family had not yet achieved the status that allowed
for them to grow body hair and were as smooth as the new toy. Others had
regrown their head hair but elected to keep their cock and balls
smooth. Almost all of them were stroking their growing erections in
anticipation.


Dylan Submits Dozens of hands were touching my naked body. My cock was
stroked. My balls cupped and caressed. A pair of hands pulled my ass cheeks
apart and someone started to probe my hole with one finger then two. My
nipples were pinched and twisted. I was awash in emotions of fear and
excitement. I had never felt excitement that was this intense and
dangerous. I looked down and watched strands oc clear preachm drip from my
cock and form a puddle on the ground. I was so close to coming and I needed
release. I found myself trying to fuck the hand that was clinched around my
cock. I was hoping that I could just get that little bit more that would
let me explode. And suddenly... it all stopped.


I stood there ready to shoot. My cock throbbed. My heart pounded. Sweat ran
down my body and legs. I found myself clinging my hole trying to find the
fingers that were no longer there. I looked begingly at the collection of
naked young men. Then I saw him. It was the man from the department
store. He was handsome and his naked body was perfection. He approached and
the others separated to allow Master to stand before me.


"Do you know who I am"?


"Yes sir!" The pain started to tingle from my neck to my chest. I shouted,
"Yes Master. Yes Master." and the pain ceased.


" I am going to fuck you. I am going to fuck you until you cum. When you
cum you will be allowed to scoop up and swallow your own cum. Do you
understand?"


I nodded and said, "Yes Master."


The crowd gathered around and lowered me to the platform, face up, legs
held apart, and butt at the edge. My cock was still rigid and so close to
cumin that even having it rub against myself as I moved, almost pushed me
over the edge.


Master was also aroused. His young men had sucked and stroked him to a
beautiful erection. He placed his cock right at my hole and about the first
inch slowly entered. Then he stopped. My hole pulsed with a spasm, almost
as if it was trying to pull him deeper. Then he grasped my cock. His touch
cause more precum to drip from the tip. He hand did not move. It just held
me. I needed to cum. I was so close to the edge.


My hips began humping with the hope that I could get my cock to slide
through the gentle grip Master kept on my shaft. With each thrust of my
hips I could force my cock forward in his grip. Then pulling back finished
a small masturbation of my cock. But with each of these movements I also
forced Master's cock deeper. It was amazing. I was flush with excitement
and continued my attempt at an orgasm. I could now feel Master's cock deep
inside with masculine forest of pubes brushing the back of my balls with
each stroke.


Then it happened. I could feel him pulse and knew he was cumin inside my
bowel. I could sense the flood of cum and let a warm trickle escape. In
that same instant I shot my load. It was a massive eruption that spattered
my chest and belly. Puddles of cum formed at the base of my smooth, bare
cock and joined the trickle of warm cum from my Master. I could hardly
breathe for a moment. The rush of pleasure was intense. My entire body
twitched, almost as though the pleasure had caused a mild seizure. I heard
myself making noises I had never made before. My whole being was
experiencing this orgasm.


Master's cock remain inside me. I could not believe this'd just happened in
front of dozens of other people. I could feel gentle tugs from deep inside
as Master's cock became less rigid and started retreating from my hole. I
whimpered and my hole tightened in an attempt to make this last
longer. Then Master spoke.


He gently stroked my face and encouraged me to now taste my own cum. My
hand ran over my own body gathering warm puddles of cum. Master guided my
hand to my lips. The salty liquid smoothed my lips and flooded my
tongue. Master's fingers spread my mouth wider and he commanded, "More."


Dylan and Charlie Talk It was my first day at Master's home. After my
experience it took me quite a while to recover and realize all that had
happened. Master had left long ago and I was sprawled on the platform. The
young man in briefs approached and led me from the pool area. We returned
to the original room where I first woke. He stripped off his own white
briefs and guided me back into the shower. Warm water poured over my
exhausted body. He helped me scrub and rinse. I was so exhausted that even
his sexy presence did not cause arousal.


When he inserted a nozzle in my hole and flushed me out, I just accepted
the process. He rubbed me dry, then himself and without putting his briefs
back on, walked with me to a second building a short distance across the
pool yard. I couldn't help but look at his body as we walked. His cock and
balls moved so gently with each step.


He showed me my room and explained I would remain here unless needed
elsewhere. It was spartan and all white or grey. I was told to sit on the
bed and he pulled up a chair to sit facing me. After all that had happened
I no longer felt strange sitting here in the nude facing another naked
young man.


"I am going to answer some of your questions and give you some
instructions." He looked at me and waited for an acknowledgement.


I nodded and immediately felt a tingle starting at the collar. I quickly
spoke, saying, "Yes sir!" and the leash stopped.


He told me that his name was Dylan and, like me, he had been taken by
surprise when he, himself, woke in the preparation are over three years
ago. Dylan warned that now that I knew his name I must never use it, but
must continue to refer to him and the other family members as"Sir".


He explained how the selection of young men was not random but that the
Master had a network of observers and researchers who helped find each
potential family member.  I was chosen because of my appearance, lack of
immediate family, and skills that Master might be able to use. Sir also
explained that I might be given mundane chores at first but I would soon
find my place among the other family members. I should remain obedient and
patient.


He handed me a large glass and explained that it was nourishment. Then a
small glass that was filled with a brown liquid. He had me drink it and
then assigned a task. He would remain to monitor my performance in this
task. I was to apply a soothing balm to my body and masturbate until I
became hard. I was to then stop and without touching myself I must allow my
erection to ease. I was to repeat this five times. On the fifth cycle I
would continue until I came. I would collect the semen and consume it as I
had done with Master. He also told me that if I should have no problem
getting aroused because of some of the ingredients in the drink.


I would then be allowed to finally sleep and recover from today's
experience. But before I would be allowed that luxury a small egg-shaped
device would be inserted deep into my hole. It would vibrated in various
degrees and created arousal cycles throughout the night. I would probably
sleep through these periods because the drink also contained a relaxing
tonic.


The lotion was warm and felt refreshing as I rubbed it in. I even did my
buzz cut head. I found that applying it to my cock did cause a reaction. I
lay back on the bed and massaged my cock and balls. I let my hand roam past
them and touched my own hole. I had no problem getting hard. As I got close
to cumin and my stroke became faster, Dylan/Sir said, "Stop".


My cocked bobbed in the air and throbbed with each beat of my heart. I had
been so close to cumin again. As me erection eased, my swollen cock rested
against my belly. A single word started the second cycle. Dylan/Sir said,
"Again". Each time it became more difficult to stop. But Sir seemed expert
at knowing when I was at the edge.


In the fifth cycle I again found myself close to cummin. My body was
arching off the bed in an attempt to cum. There was no command to stop and
I rushed on to a powerful orgasm. It was my second that day and I could not
believe that I still had any cum left in my body.


Sir said, "Eat", and I did. Silently I gathered the pools of cum and ate
them. I felt exhausted for a second time today and I must have drifted off
to sleep. I remember waking several times and sensing a vibrating rumble
from deep within my gut. Each time I woke I could tell that I was again
hard. I finally awoke to someone pulling the device from my gut. It was a
young man I had not seen before.


"You have slept for two days. It's now time to continue your training."


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