Date: Wed, 1 Jun 2005 11:03:27 EDT
From: BoyNfla941@aol.com
Subject: Reality CheckUp Part 10

I felt so relaxed as I slept. It was not a restless sleep; but a deep,
non-frightful, peaceful intermission in my life.

A soothing, gentle, yet firm touch to my body began to awaken me. I tried to
force myself not to believe that I was coming back to reality. I squeezed my
eyes tight, beneath the blindfold, in hopes that this physical feeling was
part  of my sleep process. I knew the feeling was real, as I also felt a rush of
air,  and the onslaught of sounds enter my brain, groggy as it may  be.

The earplugs had been removed, and Master was touching my skin. The feel of
Master; soft, commanding, caring and yet extremely dominating. From slumber to
 real time took me a few minutes.  I ached more in some areas than others.
Pain, too, was more obvious to the brain in some places. Now, Master was
removing the gag from my mouth. How unusual this all seemed to  me.

"Sleep well?" were the first words that registered. "I hope you slept good
and  by all indications it appears that the body survived and looks even better"
 said  my Master. His hands now massaging the body in two places; my left leg
and upper  chest. " All the others are either at their meal or outside. I
would think that  some are even in the pool, soaking away their reddened butts. I
wanted this to  be `our ` time together. Just `boy 'and Master. To talk, to
understand, to  continue  bonding."

Master commanded me to slowly raise my ass off of the mat; and, I did so.   I
felt some sort of fabric being slid under me. I lowered my body back down and
 the soft feel of the cloth was a welcome relief to my own reddened ass.   "
Well, boy, all appears to be in excellent condition on this day." I found it
interesting (?) that Master used the phrase ` this day'. Not saying morning,
afternoon or evening kept me from knowing any semblance of time.  Masters
touch and voice evoked a sensual feeling within me and my dick felt the rush of
blood running up to the tip. With my dick still tied in the vertical position,
 it must have been difficult to tell if there was an erection, all be it, I'm
 sure that the thickness of the dick must have been obvious. Not only was the
 blood rushing into my dick, but also rushing through the rest of the body as
 well and this brought me back to all my sensory feelings quite fast. My back
was  sore. Sore from the lashings it had gotten. Sore from resting on this
mat all  during  sleep.

Master was removing the leather coverings from my feet when I sensed the dull
 sensation of pain. Then I remembered last night. As the coverings were
removed,  Master could not avoid bumping into, moving, the chains and leather that
held  other parts of me bound up from the sleeping position. "The feet have
taken  quite a bit of training last night and they look good. The cane seems to
have  been a treat for the feet and perhaps `boy' would like to have that
treat more  often." Master said, in his `authoritive voice. The familiar cold
spray was felt  on both of my feet. The pain quickly dissipated into just a dull
ache. Like,  don't stop now! Let me tell you of other places you need to
spray that stuff.  Just spraying the feet and nothing else, was torment in its
self.  I just  knew that all this, in fact everything, was calculated; in order
to (how do you  say) `break  me'.

I waited for further relief, from the bonds that held me so tight and firm
during my sleep. Seconds seemed like minutes and minutes seemed like hours.
Relief was not fast in  coming.

" My `boys' rings look so handsome". Without seeing the rings for myself,
how  could I know that? But, to Master that is how they looked, and that is all
that  matters. My thoughts, opinions (few, now as they are) do not matter. "
When `boy'  is in his proper position the rings will hang perfectly, making `
boy' so cute  and pretty", Master continued. "The sac, although discolored at
the moment,  appears to have stretched nicely. I can't wait until `boys' sac
is at its  fullest extension. The nipples, too, have stretched. They will look
even better  when they too, have extended to their  fullest."


"Cody has  spoken to me of last nights events with himself, Trey and `boy'.
I know it must  of come as a shock to you to find yourself naked in front of
someone that you  once desired. I sense that you did not realize Trey was `
dominate' in his ways.  And, I find that to be most exciting and interesting
indeed. I will not  apologize to anyone for Trey's lack of knowledge or experience.
We all had to  learn at some point in our lives and this is Treys point. I
could have had  someone else fist you for your first time, but seeing how Trey
needed the same  experience, AND his hands are a lot smaller than the others
here, I was kind  enough to allow him the pleasure and honor of taking  you."

"This day, like all the others, `boy' will experience new things. Taking him
to  a higher level, so to speak. I will see to it that Cody will be close by,
to aid  and comfort `boy' when the need arises. Cody tells me that he is
extremely happy  that I have chosen `boy' to be part of this family. Cody has
spent day after  day, alone, with the exceptions of the service personnel
tending to their  respective jobs. There is a hint, slight as it is, that Cody has a
tad bit of  `domination' in his blood. This should not prove to be a problem
for either of  you. Cody is not permitted to do anything at home without the
Masters  permission. So `boy' can rest easy. I noted that he was affectionate
towards  `boy' during your last training session, and I have no problem with
that, at  this  point."

I had been listening to Master so intently that I did not even notice, not
even  feel, that my ears and nipples had been released from their bondage. I
only  realized it when I felt and heard the chains being removed from the collar.
Now  just let my legs and arms free! My dick and nads were still bound and
like an  idiot I figured Master would release them next. I surely need to stop
thinking.  Thinking always gets me into trouble and  pain.


"I had not expected my `boy' to take his training as well as he did. A lot
was  taught to `boy' on his last session. And, `boy' has more to learn with
all the  masters here. Rest assured that you will not be exposed to all that is
normal  for you, on this visit by my friends and colleagues. The `boys' hole
has been  stretched to "almost" an acceptable size, but more is needed
there. The mouth  hole needs a little more work as well. But now Master needs to
release the  fluids from `boys' hole." With that said, Master grasps the butt
plug and slowly  pulls on it. As the thickest part begins to ease out, I felt
the piss from last  night start to drip down my ass crack. Now I knew what the
material was beneath  my ass. I was lying on absorbent pads. The more narrow
the plug became the more  piss flowed out. Satisfied that the remainder of the
plug could be removed,  Master just let it fall out on its own and remain
laying there on the piss pad.  What piss was left inside the body came out, along
with remnants of any grease  logs. Master ordered my ass raised as He slid the
pad away. Again, told to raise  the butt, Master placed one of those plastic
bedpans underneath me. Master  flushed the hole out at least four times before
He was satisfied. Enemas didn't  phase me anymore, as I knew they were
routine, normal and that I should cherish  the attention my hole and body were
receiving.

"One would think that the `boys' hole likes all that liquid inside. So from
now  on I shall make sure the hole is filled to capacity each and every
cleaning. I  think it is great that `boys' hole enjoys the treatments it receives.
I shall  see to it that the insides are even stretched to accept more. The
human  intestine is mildly flexible which allows for stretching. So, with that
said, I  will now pack the hole completely full." Holy Christmas, packed full!
How is  that? Why? I don't  understand.

I had the feeling of a warm grease at and on my ass lips. The grease was
slowly  being pushed inside of me. More and more grease, never ending. Some sort
of  instrument was being used to push and pack the grease inside my body. "
There  now, that is on large can of Crisco in `boys' hole. Let's see how much of
this  next can of grease we can get in." Now, I'm not one to buy or use
Crisco but I  have seen those cans on grocery store shelves. They must be five
pounds each.  Damn!  " Now, `boy', doesn't that feel good?" Master asked. I didn
't speak  or motion with my head. " I have gotten both of these cans of
grease inside of  you. When you move around today, I hope `boy' will be able to
feel the wonderful  fullness inside the body. I think it is fantastic that `boy'
 is so humble when  his Master is using the body for teaching and training."
Next thing, Master  shoved an even larger butt plug in my ass.  I screamed and
almost passed  out from the pain. I knew that after last night, when I licked
the other plug  clean, that this fucking plug had to be about five inches
across. When the plug  was properly seated I could feel my, now normal, ass lips
surround the plug. It  felt like the new lips were caressing the plug as if in
love with it. Now, mind  you, most masters don't show too much affection; but
Master upon hearing my  screams, took his velvet hand and stoked the side of
my face. I knew that the  love between Master and myself could not be the same
as Master and Cody. I was  not here to become a `bed slave'. But, I was
slowly beginning to feel the love  for my Master. I was consumed with warmth and
contentment as Master stroked my  face. My heart rate returned to normal and
the screams and sobs  ceased.

"Soon Cody will be in to give `boy' his bath. Before he gets here I have a
few  more things to do for you. And, there are a few things I need to tell you.
 Firstly, I am going to remove the old catheter and replace it with a clean
new  one. The one that is currently acting as your plumbing will be replaced
with a  much larger one. In fact, the balloon in the new catheter is six times
larger.  When you are in your `normal' position, you will really feel the
difference.  This catheter is the largest one made and I will tell you that when
it passes  through your bladder muscle you will feel pain. The idea and purpose
I am using  the large one is simple.  I don't feel that a `boy' of your
stature needs,  or should have any control over piss.  The new balloon will
slowly, very  slowly, bare weight on the muscle, in turn the muscle will tend to
expand. Once  expanded the muscle will never return to being `worldly. Thus,
without a  catheter, you would constantly be dribbling piss from your dick. A
truly  wonderful thing indeed. So logically, `boy' will always have a catheter in
the  dick. Now then, let's get  started."

Master removed the water from the existing balloon and slowly pulled the
catheter from the body. I felt strange, so of un-natural. Almost as if my body
was missing something, like the dick was naked without the catheter. "Before I
insert your new plumbing I have a need to pleasure myself. I will be checking
 out your urethra with some sounds. I want to see how much pain your dick can
 handle by constantly increasing the size of sounds I shove into your  body."
 It seemed as if he was squirting, with a syringe, a liberal amount  of
lubricant down my dick. It was cold to all the nerve endings. One after  another,
Master inserted, twisted, and stroked each sound in my dick. Each time  one was
pulled out a larger one was inserted and used in the same way. I could  tell,
by feel, that it wouldn't be long before I would be screaming out in pain.  I
could also tell that Master also was aware of the situation. After all,
Master  is a doctor of urology. The last sound to enter the dick was painful from
the  very start. Master had to maintain constant pressure along with twisting
as the  sound tried to enter the dick. That muscle just inside the dick head
was  resisting. I knew pain was coming. I knew that Master would not allow
anything  to keep Him from His pleasures. I screamed and screamed as Master finally
got  the tip of the sound into the beginning of that strong little muscle. I
was sure  that the screams were heard throughout the household. I was crying
so much that  tears were flowing out from beneath the blindfold. Master stopped
momentarily  and used His finger to wipe away the tears. I wondered if he
licked the tears  from His finger. The pain continued at the muscle as Master
pushed the catheter  into the dick. Master left this sound in place for a minute
or so.  " I'm  leaving the sound in place while I prepare your new plumbing,
then it will be  over with."

With this break `in the action', I took inventory of my mental status. My
first  Master.  My first experience being kept this way, and in front of others.
 The body being changed, transformed, in such a manner. My feelings for Cody,
for  Master and even for Trey. What could they do to me from here on out?
What  they had already done to me, for me.  Would my mind ever accept all the
pains and discomforts so I would not scream and cry anymore.  Last night I
prayed to die, and now I am longing for the comforts that Master is affording
me. What was `worldly `is no longer. What is now normal is forever. The reality
 of this is that I came here freely, on my own accord. I had ample time to
weigh  this situation openly and without undue outside pressures. I climbed into
Cody's  van on my own free will, I wasn't forced into it. Cody's van, what a
`rust  bucket'. I remember it well. It must have been Cody's from before he
even  arrived  here.

Just then the now familiar rush of cold air invaded my body and all its'
senses.  "Welcome Cody. How are all the others doing?" asked Master. "Fine Sir"
was the  reply. "Holy Shit, Sir, what is that fucking thing sticking out of `
boys' dick?  Cody said in a frightened tone of voice. "Ah, my young one, that
is called a  sound. It is used, as you see it used. To stretch and stimulate
the `boys' dick.  And, also to create a nice level of pain for him and
pleasure for me. You have  arrived just in time for the next phase of `boys'
training and transformation.  Go over and wash your hands well, and I think this
next part would be a great  educational value for you, if you performed the
procedure as I instruct you as  how to do it."  " Yes Sir" replied Cody. I heard
the water running as Cody  washed his hands. " You know Cody, I have been
speaking with `boy' to a great  extent. I find him a willing and still caring.
These two traits I like a lot. I  think `boy' cares about you, just as much as
you care for him." My face must of  turned red, as I sure as hell felt
embarrassed with that last comment from  Master. Was Cody blushing as well? "Ok Cody,
let's get going. I have told `boy'  that he will experience a lot of pain
when the new plumbing is put in place. You  will be installing a giant of a
catheter into his body." `boy' will hurt but the  hurt won't last but for only a
handful of seconds. NOW STOP THAT CODY! There is  no need to start fussing and
crying."  Surely this outburst from Cody is  not my fault. I don't think
Master is upset with him, but this was the first  time that I had heard Master
raise His voice to such a level. "Now come over  here and I will help you get
your gloves on, and don't touch anything unless I  tell you too.  I will not let
you fail this procedure, trust me. Ok, now I  need to remove the sound.
Perhaps I will allow `boy' to suck the sound clean,  yes, indeed I will." Cody was
near my head when Master pulled out the sound.  That wasn't as easy as you
might think. The sound and muscle had been able to  `bond' when the lubricant
dried inside my dick hole. Uncomfortable yes, painful  no.  Again I felt the
coldness of lube being squeezed into my dick hole.  "Alright, Cody let's begin."
  Cody moved down to where he could access my  dick and not be in Masters
way. He was apparently following Masters orders  precisely. I felt the plumbing
enter my dick hole and it began the journey  towards my bladder. I then felt
the catheter touch my bladder muscle.  The  plumbing stopped `dead in its'
tracks'. Master must of sensed what was  happening. "Ok Cody, here is where you
must take an extra firm hold of that  dick, and shove the plumbing through and
completely past the muscle. This too is  where the pain will be felt by `boy'.
" Master spoke with such authority. I  tensed up like a 2x4 even though
Master told me to relax. With a tearful voice  came, " boy I am so sorry for what I
am about to do and cause you this pain." I  too was weeping but not
externally. My heart was saddened that Cody was upset.  With his one hand holding my
dick in a death grip, Cody took the catheter and  shoved with all his strength.
The pain came and went like a bolt of lightning. I  started my breathing again.
" Stop when the very end is at the tips of `boys'  dick and hold the
plumbing in place for just a minute" was the next thing Master  said. "Now take this
syringe, connect it here and squeeze the water inside. Now  take your hand
and slowly pull back on the plumbing until you feel it come to a  stop. Then the
catheter will be placed inside perfectly." Cody did exactly as he  was
commanded. "Now there, that wasn't so bad was it? I think you can be the one  to
change the plumbing on a regular basis, thus preventing any infections."  Damn, "
regular basis", what's with that crap? The plumbing was connected and  piss
started flowing into something other than my  mouth.

" You know Cody, I was thinking about asking the `ringmaster' to do some
more  work on `boy'; what do you think?" A brief silence, then " If Sir would
feel  happy and more rings would be pleasing to Sir then more rings would be
nice,  Sir." MORE RINGS? Lord, my god, where in the world would they go. Enough
already. Normal is good, but more rings?  Shit!

"Anyway, that is just something I had thought about while talking to `boy'
this  day. What are the others feeling up to today Cody? I know master Nathan
wants to  use `boy' first, but other than that I'm clueless. I haven't told `
boy' much  about the others in our group so later today or soon you can fill
him in. By the  way Cody, I have already cleaned his hole and filled it with
two large cans of  grease; so that should save you some time today for other
things, if you know  what I mean." Perhaps you and Trey can have a nice chat out
at the pool while  master Nathan trains `boy'. Matter of fact, I don't want
you or Trey here while  master Nathan teaches `boy'; I sense another sob
session from you if by chance  you were to see the training and teaching." Master
said more like a direct  command. "Yes Sir" Cody said most meekly. "Ok Cody,
go tell the others to enter  when they are ready, and don't forget what I just
told you to do. AND, nothing  sensual or sexual between you and Trey. Just
talking. Keep separated from him by  at least 3 feet. If you disobey Me, you can
count on becoming `boy #2' and lose  all your current privileges and rights."
 "YES SIR" said Cody, most loudly.  The hush of total silence fell upon the
room. I was once again  nervous.

"What master Nathan is involved with, `boy', is sensory derivation and other
 nice things like that. He is a safe and sane master, so no need to worry
about  permanent harm befalling you. Some things you won't understand, and others
you  will most surely discover to be uncomfortable, painful, humiliating (for
now).  So try and relax if you can. We will help you relax, rest assured." My
Master  had spoken his last words, for now, perhaps for what was left of this
 day.

I heard footsteps, voices and muffled laughter. The sounds got close enough
that  I could now tell that everyone was back in my room. The laughter scared
me to no  end.
"I see Your `boy' is still quite restrained which is good. We shall have  to
reconnect that which has been undone and then we shall begin. But first, let
me first address the masters and slaves who have yet to witness my firm
beliefs  and teachings. The master `Nathan' continued. "What you see before your
eyes, is  a slave of sorts, n the form of a human male. The slave affords us
the pleasures  of use and abuse. During the `boys' training and teachings we
hope to transform  not only his appearance, but his thought process as well. He
should soon be to  the point where he will never `think' again, EVER!  He
will only do as  told, and when told. He will accept the pain; turning his pains
into his  pleasures. The more he pleasures himself, the more pleasure and
pride his Master  will have. He will learn that the only time his dick erupts with
seed is when  his Master permits such.  As all have seen, he no longer
controls his piss,  shit, and sight. At times he is allowed the privilege of sound.
Other than vocal  outcries, his voice has been silent since his arrival. Today
`boy' will learn to  breath without feeling the air, and to eat without
feeling or tasting. Now let's  begin." With that, weird feeling earplugs were
inserted and my world went  silent. I felt hands, lots of hands on my body.
Somewhere amongst all the hands,  was a syringe that found its way into my butt
cheek.  Soon I was aware of  the hands moving about but not really feeling them.
I felt my ankles being  untied from my thighs. The feet were wrapped once
again in their leathers.   Then the heels of the feet were placed on the ground.
A brace was attached  to the calf of the leg and the other end attached to the
upper leg. At least my  ankles weren't trying to kiss my ass anymore. It felt
as if the legs were now  spread to a 45-degree angle compared to the previous
90 degree. All in all, the  change was a much deserved relief.  But now, this
left each ankle free, and  I went rigid thinking they would soon attach
something to each ankle cuff. SHIT!  There was no longer the bar between my legs
keeping them wide. I just knew  something was going to happen before this
training session ended. While the  lower half of the body was left alone, the upper
half was being set up.  My  earrings, once again attached to chains, were
pulled mercilessly out, back and  up. I felt no pain, only the movement of my body
parts. My snout ring was  temporarily unfastened. The head was then tilted
back with my neck extended. The  snout ring was released from the leather strip
and a chain was put in its place.  The other end of the chain went up in a
straight line and firmly pulled tight  and affixed to something above. Now, three
chains were attached to my collar.  Each chain attached to something
(somewhere) holding my head as if it was  encased in concrete.  My only thought now
was that I was happy that all  these masters are licensed doctors, each
practicing a different form of medicine  than the others. I still felt no pain, only
discomfort and I wasn't to the point  (yet) I was last night, when I was
praying death would take me from this place.  Two chains were placed over the body;
one over the chest and the other just  above my pelvis. I was 100 percent
immobile. I could breath and that was about  all. I was thankful for the medicine
that someone poked in my butt.

Now why would anyone start feeling my nose? Well now, that answer came rather
 quickly. I felt something in my right side of the nose. What ever it was
sliding  further up my nose, and then the sliding stopped. The same feeling
appeared to  the left side of the nose; then it too stopped. Stop, not for long.
Together  they began to move in unison. What I was feeling was two plastic tubes
being  guided into the body via the nose. The tubes seemed to pass by the
back of my  mouth and continued down into my air passage way. I was struggling to
breath,  fighting for air. The brain kicked in and I was sucking tons of air
down through  my mouth. But what happened next, cancelled out the air intake
drastically. Cold  steel, I think, was forced into my mouth hole. Through the
steel was passed a  large tube. The tube went to the back of my mouth and hit
the gag spot. I  couldn't move. I thought I was being murdered. No pain
involved, yet I could  feel everything they were doing. The tube continued down, all
the way down my  gullet. Now I was sucking air praying for relief. I wondered
if this is what is  feels like if you get buried alive.  The brain FINALLY
activated and I was  getting air. Small amount that it was, it was still air.
Wonderful, exciting  air. The air was coming through the tubes that had been
placed in my nose and  passed down into my airway. I wasn't being murdered, or
buried alive. I at long  last got my breathing under control, having to inhale
many more times per minute  than I normally would but still enough, still under
control. Something was  attached to the tube from my mouth. I didn't take long
to figure that out  either. I smelt it, before (if ever) I tasted it. A
funnel had been attached to  the tube and I was once again filled with human piss.
Hot, smelly piss.Piss that  didn't taste. My stomach was full of piss from
everyone in the room. I again  smelt something familiar. Food. Now how could I
eat? Impossible for sure.   How wrong was I. Just goes to prove, a slave or `boy'
 should never really think.  The food must have been in a soupy paste form.
Some how they got the food into  the tube and into my stomach. My abdomen, by
now, must look as if I was  pregnant.  Yet another smell. Holy mother of
heaven. Coffee, warm coffee.  This was shear torment. I hadn't had coffee since I
left the west coast of  Florida.  At long last, I wasn't getting something put
down into my  stomach. I was thankful for the plumbing to be in place and
working well. I was  left briefly to savor my meal. "Savor?" I don't think so. I
was full and that  was about the extent of it. What could they be planning now?
I hoped nothing.  Master Nathan and my Master now had so much control of me
that I couldn't  protest. My mind told me that I needed, wanted and desired to
have Cody with me.  But, the reality of the situation was for me to go through
this alone. I think I  now understand why Master did not want Cody here. I
cried my silent cry. This is  reality.

end of 10 of 23 chapters

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