Date: Mon, 2 Jan 2017 09:02:58 -0500
From: Master Nix <masternixsir@gmail.com>
Subject: Master Nix's New Life - Chapter 7

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Master Nix's New Life

Chapter 7 -- Face to Face with Potential Slave -- part 4

The laughter continued as I walked back towards the desk and I could hear
laughter and some chatter in the hallway that I couldn't make out.  I
removed the two glasses from the desk and replaced it with a new glass once
again filled with my piss from the six bottles I brought with me.  I then
sealed his file folder and placed the new one on top with the next
potential slave information in it.  I placed the same questionnaire on the
desk just as I had for the first three meetings previously.  I took out
another piece of paper from the file folder and started walking towards the
door.

Once I reached the door, I listened for a minute or two to see if the crowd
had moved onto whatever they were doing.  I wonder if they were watching
the door to see if anything else was happening in the room or if they
assumed the activities in room 802 were done for the night with the
departure of piss boy.  I didn't hear any more commotion in the hallway, so
I opened the door and went to place the note for the next potential slave.

Dear potential slave,

Welcome to your interview and your possible one year contract with your new
Master.  Be on your best behaviour tonight and you will stand a chance.
Your next steps are to undress in the hallway and put on your outfit from
the picture.  Fold your clothes neatly, place them on top of your lockbox
and once ready enter room 802 to determine your fate.  When inside close
the door and face the backside of the door until you receive your next
command.

One last thing, your safe word is Oliver......

Just as I was about to close the door from posting the most recent sign the
elevator doors opened and I quickly closed the door just in case it was my
next potential slave.  I couldn't risk him seeing me before I had him in my
room and under my control.

I quickly walked to the door that would lead me to room 804, just as I
walked through the doorway I heard the door for room 802 open behind me.
The last interview went a bit longer than planned probably do to the fact
that the piss boy decided to piss himself when his nerves got the best of
him.  I closed the door between the rooms just as the door was pushed
further open wide enough for the next potential slave to enter.  I heard
the door close and then silence followed in room 802.  Instead of going
into the room, I was getting a little hungry because I had skipped dinner
due to the interviews so I grab a pre-pack snack from the little bar fridge
that was in my room.

After eating my snack, I collected myself and entered room 802.  "Potential
slave this is your warning that you will be recorded and videotaped during
your interview this evening, consider this your warning.  If you are ok
with this then you will proceed with your lockbox and come to the desk.
Once you reach the desk you will place your lockbox on the corner of the
desk and kneel until you receive your next orders.  Now is the time for you
to decide if you leave or you obey orders."  I said to the potential slave.

Without hesitation he turned around and as he stepped forward towards the
desk.  He had his nipple clamps on with a chain connecting to each nipple
just asking to be pulled.  His flaccid dick was all crunched into his thong
as there wasn't much room for his dick and balls.  He seemed to fill out
the pouch of the thong but not like piss boy did.  He almost tripped over
his own foot while walking to the desk but was able to gain his composer
almost instantly.  He placed the lockbox on the corner of the desk and then
dropped to his knees and kneeled in front of the desk, which I was sitting
behind, awaiting his next orders.

Once again I pulled out my laptop and proceeded to make a skype call.  He
gave me a worried look when the laptop started ringing through to whoever
may answer on the other end.  The potential slave had a worried look on his
face as he didn't know if the call was about him or if I had a personal
matter to deal with and since he was hoping to become a slave that this
would be a regular thing.  Finally the call was answered and a stern voice
spoke on the other end "Nix good to see you again, I hope that all is well
on your end.  When will I be privileged enough to have another lunch date
with you or do we only communicate through the computers now?"

I took a quick glance at the potential slave before replying and saw much
relief in his face and eyes as he realized this was a personal call that I
needed to complete before I could move on with the interview.  With a half
grin I spoke, "Good evening Sir, first off thank you for taking my call so
late at night I do appreciate it.  Also, yes we will need to lunch in the
near future however we do have other matters that we need to speak about
and if you don't mind I would like to get onto business as I am in a bit of
a time crunch."

The person on the other end of the call looked a little defeated when we
spoke "Very well Nix however please don't make lunch wait too much longer,
I am not getting any younger you know.  Let's get this business out of the
way so you can get some other work completed as I am sure this is a busy
time of year for you.  In your emails you mentioned that you needed to
speak to me about one of my employees by the name of Oliver."  With the
mention of his name Oliver's colour drained from his face as he realized
his potential Master was speaking to his current employer.  "Nix, I do have
two Oliver's currently employed with my company which one are we talking
about?  The Oliver in maintenance or Oliver the Brit?"

I looked over at the laptop and almost burst out laughing.  The potential
slave had sunk from a kneeling position to his ass resting on the back of
his heels.  I placed the call on mute without acknowledgement to the person
I was speaking with "Wanker! Your command was to kneel not relax and sit on
your heels, I strongly suggest you get your wanker ass back into a kneeling
a position and refrain from making your own decisions again, you lost your
rights once you entered this room!"  I then took mute off the call and
spoke once again "Mr McAllister, I am speaking about the Brit.  I met him a
little over a year ago when I was at your office and we chatted a little.
He mentioned that he was in town on loan from your England office on a five
year work visa.  He also told me that he was interested in what I did for
the company and if the possibility ever came up he would be interested in
an internship during his off time.  Well I am now at the time in my career
that I could take him up on his internship and since it isn't costing me
anything, it's something I probably should have done sooner."  I glanced at
the wanker kneeling in front of the desk and he had a look of confession as
the conversation I just spoke about never happened with him.  "Out of
respect, I wanted to reach out to you to see if there was any conflict with
your business and/or if you would have a personal issue with this?"  I
asked Mr. McAllister.

Mr. McAllister thought for a minute before responding and then he spoke
almost with a half grin that I had had previously when the wanker thought
my call was a personal one.  "Nix I would not have an issue with this and I
would not foresee any business complications on this request.  However, I
do have one small catch to my final approval and that is our lunch date
happens next week instead of sometime in the near future.  Should I have my
secretary set something up?"

Without hesitation or facial change I spoke with confidence "You may have
Claire set something up either on Tuesday or Thursday as those are my free
days that I would be able to make a lunch.  If there is nothing further,
then have a great night and I will see you either Tuesday or Thursday and
tell Claire to call my personal cell to set up the date, time and place."

Mr. McAllister broke into laughter and said "place....it's the same place
we have been going for the last three years.  Oh and Nix, if you require
Oliver for a little bit to start his internship let me know and I am sure
we can work out some kind of agreement between us.  See you this coming
week Nix!" and with that Mr. McAllister ended the call.

"Wanker I hope you enjoyed being privileged enough to hear that
conversation between your potential Master and your current employer.  In
case you are thirsty from your nerves with the call, there is a glass full
of my piss that you may have but know that it will be the only beverage
offered to you."  I said to the wanker as I walked behind him.  While
standing above him, I placed my hand on his chest between his nipple claps
and resting my fingers on the chain that connected the two.  I stood like
this for about three minutes and the wanker's heart rate just kept a solid
beat as he was trying to anticipate when I might pull the chain causing the
nipple claps to dig into his nipples.  As quickly as I had placed my hand
on his chest, I removed it without moving his chain and the wanker sighed
with disapproval.

I then walked back to the bed so that the wanker's backside was facing me.
He had a great ass however not flat but not bubble either just a nice
roundness to it.  I sat on the bed and let my mind drift to my lunch date
coming later in the week with Mr. McAllister.  It had probably been about
six months since I last had a face to face meeting with him.  I always used
the excuse that I was out of town when he would call and request a meeting
in person.  He was a very powerful successful business man who knew how to
get what he wanted and would become a tyrant if he couldn't get what he
wanted.  What he wanted right now was me on his arm.  He always made passes
at me during out interactions together in person and become a very touchy
man in my presence.  I had since learned from his employees and other
business associates that he was someone that not many knew about his
personal life and that he was someone who you didn't say no to and not have
your life ruined for saying no.  Thankfully I was still in limbo between
where he took my declines as the next move in the game of getting me into
his bed or some bed in a hotel room close to where we have lunch.  However
I was never one to mix pleasure with business and since he was a business
client that is how it would remain.  Although truthfully it was nice to get
his attention on how badly he wanted me.

While lost in my thoughts, the wanker sneezed and brought me back to
reality and that I still had a interview to conduct.  I was so lost in my
mind around Mr. McAllister, I had to shake my head to try and figure out
where I was with this interview.  I soon remembered that I had just don the
skype call.

"Wanker, give me the main reason you want to become my slave!" I demanded
from him as I started walking back to the chair behind the desk.

As I reached and sat in my chair, the wanker spoke with confidence "Sir, I
would like to become your slave on a one year contract for one simple
reason.  I know that I am still here in your country for a few more years
and I am tired of searching for the next pussy to fuck or the next cock to
suck.  No one is interested in dating a foreigner who will be heading back
to his home country in a few years.  They don't want to start a
relationship for the hard decision to make on if they will move to England,
is there a chance I will stay here or did they waste many years on someone
where they missed the opportunity to meet someone who could be long lasting
without a drastic move on either part.  Knowing that I would have a Master
to serve for one year is great for me as there are no strings attached at
the end of the year and the thought of being used and abused by a Master
for an entire year gets my cock hard."  Once he finished speaking he
grabbed the glass of piss and took a big swig from it and swooshed it
around his mouth multiple times and then swallowed and proceeded to do the
same another three times until the glass was emptied and he replaced it
back on the desk.

Just as he put the glass back on the desk, I noticed he didn't have any
clothes on his lockbox.  "Wanker, where are your clothes?  You were ordered
to fold them neatly and place them on your lockbox."  I asked with
curiosity and anger that he couldn't follow this simple order.  What would
the next year bring for me if he couldn't follow one simple order?

He glanced down and the carpet for a second and then raised his head to
look me in the eyes.  As he started to speak, he started to blush.  "Sir, I
did not wear any clothes as this outfit is my clothes for my potential
Master."

I was almost caught off guard with this as he was the only potential slave
so far that came prepared for his Master.  I had to give him extra credit
for this; he was all about not caring about his needs but was worried about
pleasing his potential Master.  "Wanker, on the desk to your right there is
questionnaire that you must fill out.  The questionnaire on the desk in
front of you is to be answered in two ways:  First question will be "Have
you participated in, answer will be Yes or No.  Second question will be
interest in __________, you will answer in the following way:

1.       Limit (means you do not want to do this, but it is still up for
discussion)

2.       Maybe (possibly attempt might need some persuasion)

3.       Curious (means let explore it and see)

4.       OK (means if you want it Sir)

5.       Do It (means fuck ya)

Do you understand piss boy and are you a top or bottom?  Also, you will
have three minutes to completed the questionnaire when you lift the pen off
the desk and anything you do not complete in time, I will assume the answer
is DO IT."

"Sir I am a vers bottom.  That being said, I only become a bottom if I am
in some type of relationship with a guy as I am not having random Joe's
fuck me in the ass safely or not.  That is my one rule I have to myself
just for my protection."  Without hesitation, he picked up his pen and
started on the questionnaire.


Anal sex -- yes -- Do It

Beating (soft) -- no - ok

Beating (hard) -- no - ok

Blindfolds -- yes -- Do It

Bondage (soft) -- yes -- Do It

Bondage (hard) -- no - ok

Clothes pegs -- no - ok

Cock worship -- no -- Do It

Collars -- yes - ok

Cuffs -- yes - ok

Electric play -- no -- Do It

Exhibitionism -- yes - ok

Face slapping -- yes - maybe

Following orders -- no -- Do It

Forced masturbation -- yes -- Do It

Forced nudity -- yes -- Do It

Full head hood -- no - ok

Gags -- yes -- Do It

Hot waxing -- no - curious

Humiliation private -- yes -- Do It

Humiliation public -- no -- Do It

Humiliation verbal -- no -- Do It

Ice play -- no - ok

Nipple clamps -- yes -- DO IT!

Nipple weights -- no -- DO IT!

Spanking -- yes - maybe

Orgasm denial -- no - curious

Shaving -- no - limit

Suspension -- no - curious

Voyeurism -- yes -- Do It

The wanker placed his pen on the desk and stayed kneeling in front of the
desk with his arms at his side.  He finished the questionnaire with two
seconds remaining.  I took it from in front of him and placed it into his
file folder in the brief case.  I then walked over to his lockbox and
demanded "Wanker you will now stand, remove your thong and your nipple
clamps.  You may place them neatly on the desk beside your lockbox."  I
just stood in front of his lockbox while I waited for him to follow orders.

He quickly stood up as ordered and this is when I first noticed that his
thong was soaked in the front pouch due to the wanker's pre-cum.  He hasn't
even serviced me except by taking orders from me and he is already leaking
like he's drinking the piss from my dick.  He glanced up at my face and saw
that I had noticed his wetness; he blushed and quickly bowed his head while
he removed his thong.  He then reached and unclipped the left nipple clamp
first and instead of letting it drop to weigh on his right nipple he held
it in his hand instead.  He then reached to his right nipple and unclipped
the last clamp and then placed them and the chain on top of his thongs.  He
then remained standing awaiting his next orders.

I reached into his lockbox and pulled out a pair of nipple pasties.
"Wanker you will put these over your nipples to ensure you do not play with
them while not under my supervision.  You will not remove these until you
receive permission from me.  If you understand the order then take them and
cover up your nips wanker."

The wanker stepped forward and reached into my hand and grabbed both nipple
pasties.  He removed the back label from the nipple pasties to expose the
glue and reached up to place the first one to cover up his left nipple.  He
then proceeded to cover up the right nipple.  His demeanor showed defeat
with no access to his nipples it looked as I had just taken away any rights
he had left with me.

I then reached back into the lockbox and pulled out his cock harness.
"Wanker you will now take this cock harness that your potential Master is
offering you and you will secure your dick with it."  I said without any
further orders.

He once again stepped forward and took the cock harness from me.  He took
his flaccid dick into his hand, and for the first time I noticed that he
was an uncut wanker, and opened the cock harness.  He then placed one side
of the cock harness on his dick and pulled his foreskin further from his
body to leave more foreskin covering the head of his dick.  He then took
the remaining side of the cock harness and secured it in place sealing his
uncut dick safe behind the hard see through plastic of the cock harness.
He kept his head bowed staring at his cage dick and awaited his next
command.

Next to come out of the lockbox was the five letter lock.  "Wanker, if you
trust that your potential Master will give you the password for the lock by
tomorrow at 6pm if you are not selected as his slave, take the lock now and
place it securely in the cock harness and close the lock."  I said to the
wanker.

Again without hesitation he took the lock from my hand and then he felt
brave enough to speak "Thank you Sir" and then he took the lock and placed
it through the cock harness.  When he was about to lock it in place he
looked me in the eye and then snapped the lock closed.  As he continued to
stare into my eyes, he pulled on the lock three times to prove that it was
clasped shut.

"Wanker never speak to me out of turn again or it will end badly for you.
You only speak to me if there is a question asked and require an answer
from a pathetic wanker.  Do you understand me wanker?"  I asked as I
started to raise my voice towards the end.

"Yes Sir" was the quick and short reply from the wanker.

Reaching into the lockbox, I pulled out the last two pieces of his outfit.
The first was a mesh see through pair of briefs there were one size too
small the second item I placed onto the desk.  "Wanker you may take this
underwear and put them on to wear.  Once you are done putting them on you
will turn your so your back is facing the desk and you will once again
kneel."  Once the order I stood there to see if he would just reach for the
underwear or if he would attempt to see what I placed on the desk that was
in front of the lockbox so it wouldn't be easy to see.

He reached forward grabbed the underwear and looked at it to quickly
determine which was the front side and what was the backside.  He bent over
and out the right foot in followed by the left foot.  He then started to
rise slowly raising the underwear up towards his waist and noticing that
they weren't as large as they should have been.  He never spoke or
hesitated and continued to pull them up.  He attempted to adjust the cock
harness once he had the band around his waist and with the smaller size
under and the size of the cock harness there was no use.  He sighed when he
realized that he would be this uncomfortable until I released him of the
underwear and the cock harness.

I grabbed the second item from my desk as my started ringing.  I took a
glance and noticed that it was weenie calling.  He must need to use to the
washroom as he had lost that right with the under I gave him or the new
underwear that he picked up from Sarah's store.  "What do you want weenie?"
I demanded.

"Sir I am very sorry to trouble you; however I really need use the washroom
as I need to do number 2.  Please Sir, please allow me to use the washroom,
I promise I won't bother you until morning if you allow me to use the
bathroom right now."  He pleaded and begged into the phone.

"Very well weenie, you may use the bathroom.  I require you to hold the
phone towards the underwear and wait until you hear a click then you may
remove the underwear and use the washroom.  However you need to hold the
phone facing your crotch the entire time as it will send me video of what
you are doing.  This way I can guarantee a weenie like you won't try and
play with himself.  Once you are finished you keep the phone on you and
wipe your ass and then place the underwear securely back in place.  Once
the task is completed the phone will disconnect the call.  This will be the
same order moving forward when you call for permission to release your
bowels.  If you understand, proceed with the command."  I stated as I hit
record on my laptop, this way I could watch the video once I was free to
ensure he followed the commands.

I picked up the second item that was a bondage rope with two hooks on the
ends.  I then went and weaved the rope starting across his chest and under
his arm pits and twist it down around his torso and around his waist.  I
then twisted the rope around his one thigh to his knees and then back up to
his waist and repeated the actions around his other leg.  I then brought
the rope back up and looped around his cock harness before pulling the
final end back to the middle of his chest here I had left the other end of
the rope.  I then took another five word lock from my pocket and locked the
two pieces of the rope together in their metal loop ends so they could not
be removed.

I then walked so I was standing behind him and leaned into his ear and
whispered "Wanker your final order before you leave my hotel room, as you
stated in your email you drink your piss daily.  This will no longer
happen; you drank your piss for the last time unless I give you other
orders.  Of course this only applies until you find out your fate with me.
If you do not become my slave then you may drink your piss whenever you
want, but if you do become my slave you drinking your own piss ends until I
say so.  Now you are going to grab your lockbox that has your pathetically
wet pre-cum underwear and your nipple clamps and leave my hotel room and
await my email to determine your fate."  As I finished speaking, I walked
back behind the desk and placed his two items into the lockbox and sealed
it shut with the lock once again.

Without a word he rose from the kneeling position half turned grabbed his
lockbox and walked to the door with his head hung down in shame.  He opened
the door and walked into the hallway.   I listened as the door started to
close but there was no laughter this time which caused me to be a little
upset as I was hoping he would be ridiculed like piss boy had been when he
left my room.

As the door closed shut It was now time to prepare for Master Sarah slave's
turn under my command.....

Author,

Master Nix