Date: Tue, 17 Mar 2009 15:02:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: tornydream@yahoo.ie
Subject: My Sleazy Master

This is the true story of my first encounter with my Master. We'd met
online a few weeks before and chatted about what we both wanted. I told him
that I was inexperienced and had never served as a slave before, afraid
that he wouldn't be interested, but he told me that enjoyed breaking in
newbies. We finally decided to meet one Saturday morning as we were
chatting onlne. He asked me how long it would take me to get there and I
said "An hour on the train Sir" knowing I could use my pre-paid ticket to
get to the cities main train station and walk from there.

"Not good enough boy" he replied, "Prove how much you want to come meet me
by getting a taxi, see you in half an hour" and he then immediately logged
out of our chat. I knew that a taxi trip to my Masters house would cost me
twice as much as my monthly train ticket does but not wanting to let my
Master down I immediately ordered a taxi.

When I arrived at the house, half an hour later, I knocked and after a
minute or so he opened the door. He was in his mid-50s with a stocky build,
salt and pepper hair buzzed down to stubble and a handsome moustache and
goatee. He was clearly much taller and stronger than me, a short, smooth,
scrawny 20 year old. "Good boy, you're on time. I'm glad to see you're so
eager to serve me. Now come in and take off all of your clothes" he
ordered.

"Yes Sir" I said, already getting hard at the humiliation of him knowing
just how much I'd paid to be in his presence. I closed the door behind me
and stripped butt naked, dropping my clothes to the floor, and stood shyly
in front of him. He grabbed my cock and balls and gave them a sharp
squeeze, making me wince. He laughed and said "Smooth as a baby and such a
tiny cock, I'm gonna have to show you what a real man looks like boy" and
with that he took a large black collar and secured it around my neck. He
then attached a leash to the collar and led my through to a small living
room with a couch, tv and a few stools beside a small coffee table. By this
time my cock was already harder than it had ever been before.

He pulled me to him and holding my head in hands he stuck his tongue deep
into my mouth, probing and licking. His facial hair tickled my face but I
did not resist. After about a minute he pulled my face away fom his and
unbuttoned his shirt revealing his large nipples and furry chest. "Suck my
nipples boy" he commanded. I took his left nipple in my mouth and licked
and sucked it while he moaned in pleasure. After a couple of minutes he
grabbed my head and pushed my face into his other nipple. I suckled on it
for another few minutes until he seemed satisfied and pulled my head
away. He ordered me to wait where I was as he took off all of his clothes
except for his white briefs and put on a large pair of black leather
boots. He sat back on his couch and ordered me to kneel in front of
him. "Ok boy, I'm going to let you in on a little secret. I haven't had a
shower in almost a week and now you are going to use your tongue to lick me
clean starting with my sweaty pits, understand?" "Yes Sir" I answered.

I started with his left pit, it smelled ripe and musty and was dripping
with sweat but I forced my tongue in and kept licking until it no longer
tasted of week-old sweat. From there I moved onto his right pit which was
just as sweaty and did the same, savouring the smell and taste. After that
I licked my way down his hairy chest and stomach until I was licking near
the band of his underwear. When he sensed that I was closed to his groin he
popped his ball-sack out the gap between his underwear and his thigh and
got me to lick his balls too. They were big and sweaty and he was wearing a
cock ring causing them to bulge and press hard against the skin of his
scrotum.

After a few more miutes of licking his balls he pulled me away. "Ok boy, I
guess that'll do for now but you still haven't cleaned my ass-crack. Stand
up and lift the cushion of that small stool over there" he ordered,
pointing at a stool with a cushion over and under it that was facing the
tv. Puzzled I did as he commanded and when I lifted up the cushion found
that the surface of the stool was ceramic black with a hinge at the back
and a huge hole in the middle, like a toilet seat. "How do you like my rim
seat boy? Now lie down face up underneath".

I did as he commanded and he came over and sat down on the seat. The
cushion under my head was just high enough to push my face into his ass
without smothering me. "Now lick my hole clean boy, you're not coming out
from under there until I'm satisfied." The strong smell of his sweaty hole
was overwhelming and I had no choice but to stick my tongue out and start
licking his hairy crack. I hear him flick through the channels on the tv
and then he must have found something he wanted to watched as he sighed and
settled back, pushing his ass even further down onto my face as he did
so. "Keep licking until I tell you to stop boy". I tried to say "Yes Sir"
but all I could do was keep licking. After that I lost track of time though
I guess it must have been half an hour before I could hear the end-credit
music from the show on the tv and Sir finally stood up.

"Ok boy, now I need a piss. Are you willing to be my toilet?" he asked. I
was turned on at the thought but I'd tried drinking my own piss and hated
the taste so I replied "Yes Sir, I will try though I'm not sure I'll like
the taste". He laughed and replied, "It's not about the taste boy, it's
about the humiliation of knowing that you'll drink whatever comes out of
your Masters body. Now go to the bathroom and kneel down and I'll be in
there in a minute".

I did as my Master commanded and after a minute or so he came into the
bathroom. He ordered me to open my mouth and he pushed the tip of his cock
into it. He slowly started to empty his bladder into my mouth in small
spurts of hot piss, making sure I swallowed one mouthful before he let
loose the next stream. Occasionally he would take his cock out of my mouth
and have me tilt my head back so that he could watch his piss flow into my
mouth. It tasted as horrible as I expected but that just added to the
excitement and humiliation of being used as his urinal. He'd obviously let
his bladder get very full and I started to wonder if it would ever stop
flowing but he eventually ran out of piss for me to drink.

He ordered me back on my feet and led me back to the couch where he pushed
my face down onto his boots and ordered me to lick them. I lay at his feet,
licking every inch of his black hobnailed boots, savouring the taste of the
leather on my tongue. After 15 minutes or so, when he felt that I'd shined
his boots to his satisfaction, he removed his left boot, turned it
upside-down and put the sole up my face and said "Lick it boy, I want to
watch". I got to work licking all the dirt and grit from between the ridges
of my Masters boot. Suddenly he made a hacking noise in the back of his
throat and a huge wad of spit appeared on the boot, near where I was
licking. I instantly worked my tongue over to the spot he had spat on and
with a "Thank you Sir" I greedily lapped up his warm spit. Pleased with my
eagerness he spat again near the toes of the boot and again I worked my way
over to lap it up. "Good work boy" he said with obvious pleasure in his
voice. Eventually when the sole of the boot was spotless clean and shining
he ordered me to stop.

"Alright boy, I'm pleased enough with your efforts so far that I am going
to give you a treat and allow you to suck my big dick. Down on your knees"
he commanded. I did as he demanded and he grabbed my hair and started
pushing my head up and down rhythmically on his cock. I wasn't used to
sucking a cock as large as his, never mind as fast as he wanted so I
quickly started choking on it. He stopped and said "You're not experienced
at this are you boy? That's alright I have just the thing". He took out a
small vial, screwed the lid off and held it under my nose.

"These are poppers boy, they'll make you work faster. I want you to take a
sniff up each nostril then take a deep breath. If you feel unwell let me
know. Understand?" I replied "Yes Sir" and followed his instructions,
inhaling the strong smell ep up my nose. I immediately felt a little dizzy
but after taking a deep breath I levelled a bit though I could feel my
heart beating fast. He forced my head down on his cock again but this time
I began to bob my head up and down in time with my heartbeat, taking it all
the way down to the base. I could feel him moan with pleasure as I worked
his cock and he'd occasionally stop me for a moment to give me another hit
of poppers. I continued sucking him non-stop, euphorically gaining speed
until I could feel the tension build and he grunted "I'm going to cum boy,
be ready".

He held my head down on his cock as he shot a huge load straight into my
mouth leaving me no choice to start swallowing. After a number of massive
spurts he finally pulled me away and ordered me to lick his cock clean
which I gratefully spent another few minutes doing.

"Good work boy, now lie back on the floor. I like to give all of my
first-timers a little going away gift". I did as he instructed and he took
my cock in his nad and started stroking it. I was so horny that it didn't
take long until I was ready to shoot my load. Just as I could feel I was
about to cum he quickly pulled his hand away and said "Alright boy, I've
had my fun. I'll definitely be wanting your services again but for now get
your clothes on and get out of here, no touching yourself". Then he looked
down at my stiff, dripping cock and added with a grin "Enjoy the long train
journey home..."