Date: Mon, 6 Mar 2006 14:17:34 +0000 (GMT)
From: WILL OBE <will.obe@btinternet.com>
Subject: OBEYING JEROME 5

OBEYING JEROME
by Will Obe

Chapter 5


It's four days since my so called 'little' initiation at the club. Less
than five days since I met my wonderful Master Jerome. From then until mow
I've been involved in a whirlwind of events changing my entire life. Now
I'm what I want to be, a slave. Jerome's slave, living in his luxury
apartment. Always completely naked, day and night. All my body hair shaved
off and my once conventional hair style changed to a spiky arrangement with
blond highlights. I wear a gold slave collar bearing Jerome's initial on
the lock. This is how Jerome wants it and what he wants, he gets. When he's
not here, I'm free to watch television, read books and newspapers, and
sunbathe naked on the sun terrace. My Master likes my smooth body to be
tanned. Before this, as ordered by Jerome, I spend two hours every morning
using the various exercise machines in his gym just down the hall.  He
wants me in good shape. He also wants me clean inside. So I give myself
frequent enemas. Usually three until I run clear.

I signed a typed letter prepared by Jerome explaining to my parents that
I'd been offered a fantastic job with an American company and I'd be away
for at least a year. Quite a surprise for them I suppose, but not
impossible. Jerome contacted the senior partner in my old firm and
explained I would not be returning to work for them.  If he gave a reason,
he didn't tell me. I signed another letter prepared by Jerome and enclosed
a month's rent in cash to my bedsitter landlord. The letter authorised the
landlord to dispose of all my belongings and keep the proceeds.

This evening as usual I'm kneeling ready at the front door for when my
Master returns home from the office. He pulls me to my feet and with his
two large hands squeezing my arse cheeks, he kisses me passionately, his
long tongue deep down my throat.  I suck back like a baby eager for
milk. He pushes me down to my knees.

"Do your duty boy."

I lower his zip, take his huge cock into my mouth and suck until his spunk
overflows and fills me. He goes off to take a shower. I prepare a place at
the table in the dining room with all Jerome's fine china, silver cutlery
and glass. I open the wine. Then, right on cue, the doorbell rings and
Luke, a young butch handsome waiter from Jerome's favourite gay restaurant
arrives with the evening meal which he takes to the kitchen. This is the
guy who taught me how to set a place at table.  On the way out he grins as
he gropes me and slaps my bare arse.

Jerome arrives in his casual gear of jeans and pale blue shirt and takes
his seat at the table and I serve him his meal and pour his wine. I then
kneel meekly at his side.  He feeds me morsels of food with his fingers or
places food in my slave dish for me to lick up. Occasionally he leans down
and drips wine from his mouth into mine.  Afterwards I clear away and wash
up before running to the lounge to kneel at his feet again as he sits on
the long leather sofa watching TV and drinking a brandy. A tap on my head
is the signal for me to climb up onto his lap.

I cannot say how wonderful it is to be a naked slave curled up on the lap
of my clothed Master. He caresses my body, kisses me, twists my nipples,
inserts his long index finger up my boycunt and finger fucks me until I'm
so hot and as aroused as a bitch dog on heat.

"You like this, don't you cuntboy?"

"Yes Master. Especially if it pleases you Sir."

And I can feel it does please him as his hard cock presses against me. He
kisses me and fingerfucks me for what seems like hours. Hours of
ecstasy. I'm constantly near the point of cumming, but I know I can't until
my Master gives his permission.

"Stand up boy. Face the window and bend over, feet apart."

I position myself, With one of his hands around my waist gripping my prick,
my Master gives me a hard hand spanking. When I'm weeping and my arse is
bright red, Jerome strips off and plunges his monstrous cock into me. He
holds my shoulders and fucks me roughly.

"You like this boy? Being fucked so anyone can see you through the window?"

"Yes Master I do. Oh Please fuck me hard, make me your cuntboy."

My words spur him on. He yells out in triumph and I feel his hot seed pump
into me. I'm thoroughly fulfilled. After sucking his softening erection
clean and swallowing what remains of his cum, he slumps back on the sofa
and grins at me as I admire his muscular body. The body I am slave to.

"Let me see you cum boy."

I stand in front of him and start stroking myself for his pleasure. I can
feel his spunk seeping from my arse and running down my legs. He holds out
his hand for me to cum into. I shoot a load.

"Kneel boy."

He holds his hand up to my mouth and I slurp up and drink my own
spunk. Then he wipes his hand across my face, pulls me to him and kisses me
hard.

"You're my sexy slave Robbie. I'm going to take you to bed and fuck you
again and when I wake in the morning I'm going to fuck you again. Because
that's what you're for isn't it boy?"

"Yes Master. That's what I want to be, your fuckboy slave."

I sleep soundly and only wake when I feel Jerome twisting my body around
with my legs on his shoulders as he rams his awesome hard cock in and out
of me.

"Open your mouth boy."

I obey and he dribbles his spittle down my throat. His eyes are bright with
lust as he looks down at me and pounds my arsehole. I swallow his spit and
keep my mouth open in case he has more he wants to give me. A yell and he
spurts his load into me. He collapses on top of me and kisses me
affectionately. I respond, sucking like mad on his tongue and lips.

When he's ready to leave for the office I kneel before him. He stands tall
and handsome above me in his dark suit as I lower me lips to kiss his
highly polished shoes.

"We have visitors this evening boy. Make sure you're obedient."

"Yes Master."

He leaves and I'm left to do my chores, cleaning up the kitchen after
breakfast and tidying my Master's bedroom. Then I go for my two hours in
the gym. While I exercise I can hear someone cleaning the apartment. I
never see who it is as they lock the door of the gym when they arrive and
only unlock it before they leave. My Master has warned me so I know better
than to try and see who it is.

It's another lovely, warm, sunny, summer day and I stretch out naked on the
terrace and sunbathe. If I need to piss or shit, I ring a special mobile
number and Jerome gives me his permission. I'm required to use a slave
toilet in my Master's games room which has no lid or seat. I sit, even for
a piss, on the cold white surface as only Master's are allowed to stand up
to piss. Like so many things in my new life, this is a reminder of my
status.

Before my Master arrives home I shower and clean myself out. I kneel at the
door and kiss his shoes. No blow-job ordered. He simply brushes past me to
go and take his shower and get changed.

Lukas arrives with the evening meal which he places in the oven to keep
warm and then helps me set the dining table for two. Before he leaves, he
pushes me to my knees, opens his jeans and forces his stiff boner down my
throat. I suck it hard and I'm rewarded with the creamy proceeds. He pats
my head and leaves.

My Master comes into the lounge where I wait on my knees. He's wearing
tight white thin cotton trousers and a pink short sleeved shirt. My eyes
are on his cock and balls clearly visible at his crutch. He draws me onto
his lap and plays with my naked body. I squirm in excitement and my prick
bobs hard and erect.

The doorbell rings. Jerome pushes me off his lap and I run to open the
door. Master Lynwood enters the lobby followed by his two slaves. I drop to
my knees and kiss Master Lynwood's black motor cycle boots. Above these he
is enclosed in tight black leather jeans and a tight black shirt showing
off his rippling muscles. He carries a cane he constantly slaps against his
thigh. His slaves both wear brief white shorts, shirts and sneakers which
they now immediately remove. Liam has shoulder length blond hair, blue eyes
and although short is very handsome and muscular. Del is Indian and has
short dark hair and beautiful brown almond shaped eyes with a slim brown
body similar to my own. Both are without body hair and wear gold slave
collars. Master Lynwood grabs my hair and forces me to kiss the feet of his
slaves probably as a mark of my status. They both have 'L' brands on their
butts whereas I am still unbranded.

We follow Lynwood out onto the terrace where Jerome greets Lynwood with a
hug while Lyn's slaves fall to their knees and kiss Jerome's feet. I notice
their backsides are red from punishment and criss cossed with the red and
purple marks of a cane.

"What you drinking Lyn," asks Jerome.

"How about a rum and coke. A large one."

"And a large g&t for me boy."

I scurry over to the cocktail cabinet, fix the drinks, rush back and with
me on my knees I present them on a tray to my two Masters.

"Get beers for yourself and the other two slaves."

We slaves drink from the bottles. Jerome and Lynwood talk about business
matters while we three slaves sit on the floor listening, but silent.

"More drinks boy."

I serve my Masters first and then myself and my fellow slaves. The business
talk stops and Jerome pulls me up onto his lap and inserts his big finger
into my boycunt while twisting my nipples with his other hand.

"You like being finger fucked boy?"

"Yes Master." I can feel myself blushing as Lynwood and his slaves turn yo
see me being used.

"Something else you have to learn to like boy. Being punished. Not for
disobedience, but simply because I enjoy punishing you and you must learn
to enjoy punishment to please your Master. Lyn is going to show you what I
mean."

Master Lyn picks up his cane and gives Liam a sharp tap on his shoulder.

"Prepare yourself to please your Master boy."

Liam jumps to his feet, turns around and bends over with his legs
apart. His bruised arse is on view. Lyn stands, practices a few swings with
the cane and then delivers ten very hard whacks across Liam's naked
butt. Liam doesn't move or make a sound, but when he turns I can see tears
running down his face. He falls to his knees and kisses Lyn's boots. I can
feel Jerome's excitement mounting as he finger fucks me hard and I squirm
around loving this mini-rape.

"Thank you Master," says Liam "for punishing me and allowing me to show how
much I am your obedient slave."

The whole process is repeated with Del. Ten hard strokes, tears and thanks
from slave to Master. Lyn points the cane at me and Jerome pushes me off
his lap.

"Turn around, touch your toes and keep your legs spread apart boy. To add
some spice, I want you to imagine that you are in the main hall of your
school, the prefects have stripped you naked and you're on view to all your
fellow pupils and teachers. Do you like that scenario boy?"

"Yes sir." It's a scene I've often imagined and my prick's bobbing up and
down in excitement.

"Thought you might. Stay very still boy. Show your Master this is what you
want to enjoy from him."

Determined as I am to take this punishment to please my Master, after the
second stroke I yell out, jump up and try to cover my smarting ass with my
hands. But I'm no match for Master Lyn. He takes tight hold of me around
the waist with his left arm and delivers the remaining eight swishing
strokes with his right arm. I collapse in a heap, crying and
snivelling. When I look up, the two Masters and two slaves are laughing at
me. Jerome beckons me and I crawl up onto his lap. He rubs my flaming red
bottom and kisses me hard.  He's clearly enjoyed seeing me punished as I
can feel his hard cock pressing into me.

"I'm sorry I let you down Master."

"It takes time boy. Don't worry, with daily training, in a few months you
will be enjoying your punishment to please me. But that is not all, you
must also obey me whatever I tell you to do. You simply obey, understand?"

"Yes Master."

"Learn again from Lyn's slaves. Okay Lyn?"

The big black leather clad Master taps Liam and Del's shoulders with his
cane.

"Dogs." Lyn orders.

Immediately, Liam and Del face Lyn on all fours, tongues out and panting as
if they were dogs. Lyn strokes Liam's hair.

"Show us how my dog takes a piss?"

Liam turns, scampers on hands and knees to the wall of the terrace, lifts
his leg and lets go a torrent. Jerome twists my nipples hard. He's turned
on by Liam's animal behaviour. Liam lowers his leg, sniffs the pool of piss
he's produced and comes back to have his hair ruffled by Lyn. In return he
licks Lyn's hand and snuffles into his leather covered crotch. Lyn pushes
him away and strokes Del's head.

"Now show us how a bitch takes a piss."

Del crawls on all fours to the terrace wall, eagerly sniffs at the area
where Liam pissed and licks the wall. Then he turns, crouches down and
pisses, adding to the pool made by Liam.

"Now roll in the piss," Lyn orders.

Without any hesitation Del rolls around in the pool before standing on all
fours dripping with piss, tongue out. Lyn slaps Liam's bare arse.

"Go and breed me some puppies."

Liam licks Del's face, his wet body, ducks underneath to suck on Del's
rigid cock.  Dell, on heat, wags his arse and spreads his knees. Liam licks
Del's arse cheeks and tongues deep into the cleft. Del writhes in pleasure
and presses back. Liam withdraws his tongue, rams his cock into his bitch
and humps like mad.

"Stop," Lyn commands.

Liam stops humping with his cock buried up Del's cute backside.

"Go and join the fun bitch," Jerome whispers in my ear as he pushes me
forward, "On your hands and knees."

I crawl towards Liam and Del into the pool of piss. Liam and Del grab hold
of me and wrestle me down until I'm outstretched in the pool of piss. They
rub it into my hair, face, crotch and arsehole and then put me back on all
fours against the wall. Liam lifts my leg against the wall and I piss out
all the beer to add to pool of piss on the terrace. I can see Jerome
smiling his satisfaction at seeing me humiliated. Liam drags me back from
the wall and as he thrusts his cock up my bitch ass, Del inserts his cock
into my mouth. I suck eagerly as I feel Liam breeding me as he would a
bitch dog. Jerome and Lyn grin and enjoy the spectacle. Liam gasps and
spurts his seed into me and a second later Del unloads into me mouth. I
swallow another slave's spunk and realise how low my Master wants me to
become.

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