Date: Tue, 28 Dec 2004 01:21:32 -0500
From: Bruno Ciardi <brunoman51@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sir Called - Part 6

That night was like bliss for me. i went home with my mind still focused on
Sir's cock. i might as well have been hypnotized. i went to sleep naked and
uncovered. i was now in the habit of keeping the bedroom warm enough so that
i could sleep naked and outstretched, as if Sir were going to come into the
room at any moment and take possession of me. My cock was always exposed, my
nipples always ready to be worked on. It felt like the blood was always
flowing into these parts of my body.

i was awakened early the next morning by Sir's phone call. "On your knees
boy" i immediately fell to my knees. Then he added "I'll be over in 20
minutes, have the coffee made." i ran through the house to get things ready,
including cleaning myself. When Sir arrived i was at the entry way on my
knees. "Good boy" he said. You really are a natural at this. Bring my coffee
to the sun room." i brought him his coffee and knelt in front of him. Since
there was no coffee table and he had picked up the newspaper to read he told
me to kneel on all fours. i did so and he rested the coffee cup and saucer
on my back. i could feel its warmth coursing through my body. At one time i
would have been appalled at being treated like a piece of furniture. Now it
seemed like a privilege to serve this masterful, self-center man in any way
he asked. When he finished with the paper and coffee he took the cup, lifted
me from my doggie position by raising my chin with his hand and started to
speak.

"Boy, you know I am really starting to love you. There are some more stages
of your training that I want to complete before bringing our relationship to
its next level. The next training will involve five days of intensive
training. Can you take several days off from work to extend the weekend?"

i spoke without hesitation. "Yes, Sir. i can. Since i never take sick days
and have not used any vacation time this year i can free myself up pretty
easily. i was very excited at the prospect of spending a number of days with
Sir. Just to be near him without being sent home in the evening was enough
to set my mind to work to think of ways to clear time from work. What he
then said was then pretty devastating. "Good. Then I'll drive you up on
Friday morning to the training camp where you'll spend the weekend." i had
thought that we were going to spend the time together and now was not so
sure of what i was agreeing to. But then Sir said. "I want you to sleep here
on Thursday night so we can get a very early start on Friday." At least i
would be spending a night with Sir, something i only dreamed of till now.

On Thursday i went to Sir's from work.
As usual i stripped in the entry way and kneeled. Tonight he came right away
and picked me up. He led me to the dining room where the table was set. i
served him the dinner he had prepared but as soon as i did he invited me to
sit. We ate together and both spoke freely. The conversation was
stimulating; if i didn't know that i was being trained to become his slave i
would have felt like i was on the perfect date with an engaging seductively
attractive man who knew how to do things and how to win my heart. After
several hours at the table, i cleaned up then went to the living room to
kneel at Sir's feet. He had some things in a bag that he said he wanted to
try on me. He brought out some leather, mitten-like objects. They were each
one solid piece with belts and small locks at the wrists. He told me to
raise my hands and put each of them on, saying, "Boy, these are your paws
for the weekend. You might as well spend the night in them to get used to
the feeling." Then he brought out some knee pads and did the same with them.
He then ordered me to present on all fours, which i did. He brought out
something that looked like a dog's tail attached to a butt plug. He told me
to relax my sphincters so he could insert it. When it was secure in my
asshole he looked at me with loving eyes, saying "You'll make me proud this
weekend. Remember, the training you will go through is to prepare you to
better serve me. Whatever you are told to do, I want you to do it thinking
of me, as if I were the one commanding you." i was, once again, confused and
bewildered, having no idea what i might be commanded to do. But knowing that
Sir wanted me to do it was enough for me. He then pulled out the tail and
told me to come to the bedroom with him. Of course, i was meant to walk
doggie style on the ground. When we got to the bed he undressed himself,
allowing me to seem him completely nude for the first time. He got into bed
and called me "Come here boy, jump up on the bed." i jumped up as best as i
could. He told me to lie on my back and he proceeded to massage my belly,
not to gently but not painfully either. i was in heaven, mesmerized by his
caresses. He whispered to me to go to sleep, which in spite of my desire to
prolong the pleasure of being massaged by him, i did very quickly.

While it was still dark, Sir woke me up with a slap on my cock. It was only
4:30 a.m. but he told me to get down off the bed. There was a water dish
next to the bed. He told me to drink. Then he took me to the bathroom where
there was a heavy paper liner on the floor. He told me to piss into the
toilet and then to shit on the paper like a good doggie. i forced myself to
shit. When done, Sir petted my head and said, "That's a good pup. Let's see
if I have a treat for you." He pulled out a dog bone shaped biscuit and told
me to beg. I put my paws up in the air and stuck my tongue out trying to
imitate a dog. He gave me the biscuit. Then he took out a collar which he
fastened around my neck and attached a chain. We then proceeded to the
garage under the townhouse. Fortunately, nobody else was about to see me
like this. When we got to the car, he opened the trunk and told me to get
in. As scared as i was, i got into the trunk and curled up, half terrified
at what was happening. Sir put a water bottle up to my mouth with a straw
then petted my again and shut the trunk. We drove for what seemed like
several hours. Then we stopped. i heard the engine turn off and the trunk
open. Sir was at the trunk and told me to get out. i knelt. He attached a
metal piece to each knee pad in such a way that i was forced to walk on all
fours and could not stand erect. Collared and leashed, i was lead to the
front door of an old Victorian house with a very large garage attachment. He
rang the doorbell and a muscular man of about 55 years of age answered.
Behind the man, whom Sir greeted as Pete were two very goodlooking younger
men who were both naked. They also wore collars but were standing. Their
bodies were completely shaved. Sir asked Pete how he and his two slaves were
doing. Pete responded that they were all well and that he was looking
forward to training me for five days.

Then, as though i were not present they continued to discuss my training.
"Pete, you know what kind of training I want for him. I have hopes that he
will be a good loyal slave. I don't want him mistreated or injured. Nobody
fucks him or kisses him mouth to mouth. But I want you to use your skills to
train his body to perform sexually for me whether he is horny as hell or
completely dry. You know what to do. I have some of my dirty underwear for
him to keep in his cage and as a constant reminder of why he is doing this."
Then Sir turned to me and said "Boy, remember, I am not going to be here but
you are doing this all for me. Think of me when you feel pleasure. Close
your eyes and imagine that you are performing for me. When you suck a cock
remember that it is so that you will suck my cock better. If you can't keep
your focus on me then breath in my odor from my underwear. Don't be afraid.
You are safe here and it will all make you a better slave." Then he bent
down and for the first time kissed me fully and deeply, invading my mouth
with his tongue. With a combination of ecstasy and fear, i started to leak
drops of piss from my cock, terrified now that i would dirty the floor.
Seeing my fear, Sir started to massage the back of my neck, speaking in a
whisper. "There boy, it's alright, you're going to be fine. Just relax." I
whimpered as he continued his massage. Then, when I had lowered myself to
the floor in a trancelike state, he walked out, saying goodbye to Pete. He
got into the car and drove off.

I was left on the floor, the fear mounting again. Pete took the leash and
firmly led me through the house into the garage like structure. There he
said to the two slaves. " I want you to take good care of this pup.
Remember, no fucking and no kissing him, and no injury. Put him in his cage
and give him some water. We'll start the training after breakfast. The two
slaves led me to a cage that was about four feet by four feet by four feet,
just big enough to crouch or lie in a fetal position. i got into my
temporary home. and they left me there. As i looked around i noticed that
there were a number of other cages. i saw only one occupied. There was a
naked, dark skinned man with a wiry muscular body. He had a tattoo on each
arm. He could not speak because there was a ball gag in his mouth. His cock
was huge. He had weights hanging from his balls, pulling them down and small
weights attached to the rings clamped to his nipples. He also wore the paws
and had a big black tail. He also had a collar with a name tag hanging from
it. His name was Juan.