Date: Wed, 31 Aug 2016 22:07:51 +0000 (UTC)
From: teacher8714@yahoo.com
Subject: Serving Real Men 5

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Part 5

As I remained under the table unable to hear myself think just wishing I
was free from my tormentors grip I felt the tears begin to roll out of my
eyes in the darkness the music still blarring out. Several dozen songs
later some of the feet and the slaves left the table my lead still held
tight with just two people remaining at the table. Simon held onto my leash
tight as the other slave whom it was to dark to really work out lay quietly
on the floor. A flash of light shone onto the shoes of the second person
still playing and immediately I knew those shoes to be one of the other
teachers in the school, he wore them to the stag party here I only
remembered because he had been continually slated for wearing them. Now I
held my breathe the collar tightening or was that only in my head I now
could make out his voice in the music. I stared long and hard at his bitch
that was under the table.

Another five base filled songs played before I heard Simon say out loud,
"All in, I will put my bitch on the line but if I win I take all your
chips." He sounded confident He knew that if he won he would be taking home
a good prize pot and as I breathed a sigh of relief feeling the confidence
flow out of him.

"Show us your bitch then, I don't know if he is truly worth it yet do I?"

"You best decide than if you lose your leaving before he comes out so I can
keep him safe, my protection you see."

Hearing Simon say this made me feel safe subconsciously I nestled my head
against his leg and for a minute forgot about everything that was going on
feeling safe from the danger I for the briefest of moments wanted to be
there.

I suddenly snapped out of it when I heard the teacher shout, "Fuck you I
will find out who that bitch of yours is." As he slammed the chair under
the table pulling his bitch out and towards the door, "You know I have all
the bitches by the end of the year when I put my mind to it."

I gulped unable to do much else more. I remember seeing his eleven inch nob
when we had a football match against the kids at the end of my first
term. I didn't look on purpose but it was really a monster. Breathing a
sigh of relief Simon pulled me out from under the table, he looked at me
and smiled knowing his plan was coming together.

He picked up a couple of envelopes of cash and said, "He wont be working
here tonight I want him to ask to work here, I want him to want to please
me in that way. Get dressed I have something to show you. I might even give
you a chance to win your freedom maybe another game of pool to decide.
First tho we have arranged a meal for you and your girlfriend in a nice
fancy place." He looked at me taking off my collar as he whispered, "I know
you will be begging for me, I already know you want to serve me now but go
on try and propose to your girlfriend but before you do we have to get you
ready."

I went over to pick my clothes up but there was a suit in it's place. "This
mine." I asked in astonishment.

Simon smiled at me, "I like my bitches to feel like they are special, I
will be in room 224 tonight you know the hotel but before you leave to see
your wife I want you to let me have that ass one more time for your freedom
there's a sling in the back room take your new suit, pop your jacket and
shirt on and go wait for me, then after that you will be free."

Shocked at the prospect of been free I through on the shirt and jacket and
ran to the sling, I jumped in there looked at a mirror at the massive
bruises and as I heard Simon walk in I was glad it was soon to be over.

---- SIMONS VIEW -----

I knew he was mine as I fished out dog tags from my pocket with Sebastians
name on. I always prefered them to come back to me wanting or even begging
to serve. His true nature had been revealed when he snuggled his head
against my leg during the end of the poker game. It was only a matter of
time before he would completely be owned by me but until then I knew he
would keep coming back for one off's I had two years to make him mine. "I
got you these from the shop, they have your name and date of birth on
them. If you decide to surrender yourself to any master you will provide
them with these. At that point they will own you, they will have full
choice of your decisions.

I stripped naked running my hand over my smooth torso as my teacher looked
at me in what can only be classed as awe my nine inch boy cock. I could
have been the son of a horse. "You remember this do you now?" I ask knowing
he would most likely not remember most of the night. I placed my hand into
his and handed him the dog tags before pushing my cock slowly into him
looking into his eyes. The pain on display seemed to override everything so
at first I went slow before slowly speeding up. His grip on the sling
increasing his eyes completely glazed over my balls now touching his
ass. Slowly picking up his other hand and rubbing my slightly toned belly I
smiled down at him before speeding up, "Oh yes." I moaned in pleasure.

"Mphhhhhhhh" He moaned back not knowing what he meant as he gripped the dog
tags I slammed in him this time harder and harder.

"Oh yes, when you see your misses your gonna have a fourteen year olds cum
in you, your not gonna be able to get your mind off this and your gonna be
begging me to take those tags before the end of next term. Begging I." I
speak louder as I slam in him making every effort to make him love it
knowing occasionally I was hitting the magic spot as he gave a slight moan
in pleasure. Knowing it wasn't gonna last much longer I felt my cum
flooding into his ass. I looked down and smiled giving him a little kiss
before whispering in his ear. "I will own you. Now go propose to that
girlfriend of yours."

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