Date: Mon, 19 Dec 2005 22:27:31 -0500 From: Bruno Ciardi Subject: Sir Called Part 16 note** Months have passed since the last installment of Sir Called. Hoping to find my own Master I was busy searching. Still am. If you understand the Masters and slaves in this story and their needs resonate then you have some understanding of what i am seeking. Enjoy the story and... Sir Called -- Part 16 When Master Mauricio and i returned home things went on as usual for quite a while. i continued to learn about submitting to my two Masters. i learned what each of them liked and expected from me. Master dominated but also treated me as someone he loved. Every act of submission to him, no matter how humiliating, made me happy because it pleased him and made him proud of me as his slave. On the other hand, Master Mauricio looked for new ways to humiliate me. Being hairless below the neck was just the way things were. Having my nipples pierced came next, then a Prince Albert. Going to the gym became a different experience because of the looks both of curiosity, interest, and contempt that i experienced from the other men. That didn't matter. i was not thinking about them. i was thinking thinking about being pleasing to Master and to Master Mauricio. Curiously, as the months past, i realized that although i loved Master more i became aware that i was becoming more aroused by Master Mauricio's domination than by Master's. My cock stood more rigid. My mouth watered at the thought of kneeling at his feet, licking his boots, caressing his cock with my tongue. i looked forward to his evenings of pleasure when he would take me to the dungeon, chain me up so that i was helpless then torture my tits with clamps, clothespins, his hands, whatever pleased him. When he made me beg for food treats like a dog and `speak'. When he invited friends over and used me as a coffee table, inviting his friends to rest their boots on my back, otherwise ignoring me completely. Sometimes he would attach a clamp to my cock and balls and to slave todd so that we became inseparable, clamped together with just inches between our faces. He would leave us like that for hours. We couldn't sit because the strain on our cocks was too much. We were afraid to try to lie side by side because the clamp was so tight we could be damaged if one of us tripped. Yet slave todd and i were more than willing to serve Master Mauricio. It also started to become more clear that sometimes Master was not at all involved in Master Mauricio's evenings of pleasure. Master would go about his business, apparently not noticing what was happening. It became clear only with the passage of months that things were changing in our household. Master was letting Master Mauricio make more decisions. Master Mauricio decided whom he would sleep with more often than not. Master accepted this arrangement. His domination over me, and over slave todd when Master Mauricio was not the primary dominator, was still absolute. But it was becoming clear that Master and Master Mauricio were not sharing the control of the household in complete equality. i didn't notice things at first but as i did, i started to become concerned and less comfortable in the house. Yet, at the same time, my cock and the reaction of my body told me that even if less comfortable i was more sexually aroused. Whereas i worshipped Master's cock and felt surges of joy as i brought him pleasure, Master Mauricio's cock had the added dimension of fear. If i did not satisfy him exactly as he wanted, i was punished. He spanked me privately, forcing me to thank him with each whack of the paddle. One night, with four friends in the living room, he had me present myself naked for a spanking, using his hand on my ass until i cried like a baby. Then, to further humiliate me he had slave todd diaper me and ordered me to piss into the diaper while sitting on the floor on a rubber sheet, sucking on a dildo. He and his friends were amused. Master joined in but not it was clear that it was Master Mauricio who was in charge. Once i pissed, he order slave todd to clean me. Once i was cleaned, oiled and powdered, Slave todd was ordered to stroke my `baby-penis' until i came. Here i was, a business executive, on the floor surrounded by lawyers, a doctor, and other businessmen cumming with more force than i could remember. i shot up into the air. The cum landed on my face. Master Mauricio commanded slave todd to lick my face clean. Then he ordered me to suck slave todd's cock for the other gentlemen to see. Completely humiliated, i was also totally excited by the experience. Several weeks later, after Master and Master Mauricio were spending more time together privately, without slave todd or my being able to know what they were discussing, Master Mauricio called a meeting of the household. Slave todd and i, naked as always, kneeled in front of Master Mauricio in the livingroom. What happened next was the most difficult moment of my life since meeting Master. He came downstairs after Master Mauricio was already seated in one of the large leather chairs. Only, Master was naked just as slave todd and i were. He came into the room and knelt in line with us, his eyes downcast. Master Mauricio was wearing snakeskin boots, pointed at the toe. They were quite beautiful. The elegance of their design and the snakeskin itself, swirls of grey, black, and white, seemingly harmless but once able to kill with the snakes' venom, seemed to sum up Master Mauricio. Beautiful, elegant but dangerous and to be feared. Without saying a word he snapped his finger in Master's direction and Master lowered his head and began to caress and worship Master Mauricio's boots as slave todd and i had done so many times. While Master worked on one boot, Master Mauricio used the other to apply pressure to Master's shoulders and head, to humiliate him further. After this ritual went on for what seemed like forever, bringing tears to my eyes, Master Mauricio spoke. " slaves. As you can see, things are changing in our home. George, who has always thought himself to be completely dominant, has come to realize, just as you two have, that he will find his true nature, not as a Master but as a slave. From now on, he will take his place with you, slave todd and you, slave tim, serving me. If either one of you is not willing to accept this change you may go upstairs, dress, and return to your former life. But before you do, slave george has some last words as a free man, before he agrees to become my property. Speak slave george." "slave tim. I know that you came into my household as my slave, completely under my control. You have my permission to leave if you want to do so but my last desire before I submit as a slave -- he said desire, not command -- is for you to remain as Master Mauricio's slave and as my fellow slave. I still love you. that has not changed." With tears streaming down my cheeks and my body trembling, i didn't know what to say. Of course, i still loved Master. But Master was not a master any more. i could love slave george but knew that my love would now be controlled by Master Mauricio, who was now simple MASTER because he shared command with nobody. Almost unable to get the words out, i started to talk. "Master...i mean, slave george. i willingly submit to MASTER as my last act of obedience to you." Then i faced MASTER, with my eyes down cast and offered my complete servitude. "MASTER, i now consider myself to be your property, along with my brother slaves, slave todd and slave george." Then MASTER stood up, looked down at his three kneeling slaves and said. "Crawl to the bathroom. Quick!" Each of us moved as quickly as our four legs would carry us to the main level bathroom. MASTER commanded. "slave george, into the tub on your back, paws in the air." Slave george quickly got into the tub and spread his legs and arms in the air, exposing his very erect cock in complete vulnerability. First MASTER applied his snake-skin boot to slave george's cock, pushing it into his gut. Then he commanded slave todd and me. "Get up, you two" We got up. MASTER spoke again. "Now we will take turns pissing on slave george as a ritual of his submission. Slave tim, you will go first. I want you to piss on slave george's face. He will open his mouth and catch as much of your piss as he can. He has never tasted your piss before so it should be a delicious pleasure for him. Then, slave todd, you will piss on his cock and balls and spit at slave george's mouth. Since he has not tasted your spit, it will be a delicious desert for him. Then you will both join him in the tub and I will piss on all three of you, after which, you will lick each other's bodies clean. Now start."