Date: Wed, 23 Nov 2005 03:13:20 -0500
From: slave Matt <slavematt@inorbit.com>
Subject: slavematt-MasterRyan(2)

Last week was great; Master Ryan had me paint certain rooms of the new
house.  But, I wasn't painting them normally; I was wearing a collar,
plug, CB 3000, gag, nipple clamps, and full body harness.

            Do you know how uncomfortable it can be wearing all of this
and not having any clothes on?  Maybe some of you don't, but, I now do.

            We now have friends coming over and its somewhat embarrassing
not talking to Ryan and wearing a collar.  Anytime my friends or his
friends need anything, I am to go it.  We have gone through the drive
through at fast food restaurant, with the convertible top down, with me
wearing the collar and padlocks.  We get some looks.  I actually do get
the right to tell them that I do it because I want to.  Thank God for
that privilege.

            When he got home yesterday, I had completed almost everything
that he wanted me to do for that day.  I just hadn't finished folding
laundry because they were still drying, but he knows that there is way
too much stuff for me to do.  This was one of the first punishments the
he had done to me.

            After he had walked in and he patted me on the head, I
followed him to the kitchen; he saw that dinner was done, "Good,
dinner's done.  What didn't you finish?"

So, I told him about the laundry still in the dryer.

            "Get to the basement; I'll be there after I get a
shower."  He said.

            So, that's where I went.  I waited for about a half an hour,
then he came down the stairs as I was looking at the floor.  "I have
come up with something a little more maniacal this time.  I want you to
lean over the bench there and put your hands out in front of you."

            So, I did as I was told.  He attached the cuffs that I was
wearing to the hook in the wall in front of me so that I wasn't able to
stand up.  He took out the plug that I was wearing in put in a bigger
one.  I started to yell out, so he stopped and put in a ball gag.  He
then resumed putting in the larger plug, slowly.  Finally it got in with
a pop, I don't know if I could handle the pain much longer, but since it
got in, it's ok.  He told me to try to push it out, and there was no way
that I was able to get it out without actually pulling it out.

            "SLAP!!"

            He had slapped my ass hard, it hurt badly.  He grabbed a belt
and gave me about 10 swats.  "Now that's for making me punish you and
making my food cold," He said to me.  With that, he unhooked the cuffs
from the wall only to reattach them to a hook above my head.  I could
barely stand flat footed.  He put weights on the floor and tied them,
with a small rope, to my balls.  Now that was painful.  But, oh well,
that's what he wanted and that's what I am here for.  He also took of
my CB3000, and God did it feel good to get a little relief in that
department.  I was told to look up and not look at him.

All of a sudden I felt something slide in my piss hole, it was a sound,
but, we didn't own one of those from my recollection.  "I bought this a
couple of days ago, and just haven't had time to use it yet," He
chuckled as he said it.  He slid it in and out a couple of times.  I felt
like cumming but knew that it wasn't my date to have any relief.  He
pushed it in and told me to try to push that out; I could move it a
little.  "If I come back and either the plug or sound it out, you will
be severely punished, more than you have ever imagined before."  And
with that, he went back upstairs

            I heard him go across the kitchen, the chair scoot in, so I
knew he was eating dinner.  Then he got up, I could hear him toss the
dishes in the sink, then he walked outside and had a cigarette.  After
being outside for about 10 minutes or so, he walked back in and watched
TV for awhile.

            By this time, I was hurting.  My asshole was hurting, my piss
hole was stinging, my balls were on fire, and I was starting to lose
feeling in my arms.  My biggest fear was somehow losing an erection and
dropping that sound and him being extremely mad at me.  I was so
preoccupied with my own predicament that I didn't even hear him come
back down the stairs and stare at me.  He just started laughing at me in
this predicament.

"Alright, alright, you're done.  Hopefully you learned your lesson.
Now, you know that the CB goes back on and I am not taking the plug out.
When I let you go, I want you to go upstairs do the dishes and finish the
laundry."

            He took out the sound, but He couldn't put the CB back on
right away, he ended up having to go get some ice and make it soft enough
to bend.  Then he took off the weights and let my hands go.

            I went upstairs and did the dishes, did the laundry and threw
another load in the washer.  He grabbed me by the collar and led me
outside.  It was a bit nippy out there, but, I was wearing almost
nothing.  "I am doing this because I can," and with that he led me to
the dog house, chained me to it, put my hands in front of me with the
cuffs attached, and also put my leg cuffs on, but he added a twist, he
tied a string from the chain that attached them, to my nut sack.  WOW!!
That was weird.  It was kind of cool too.  But, I had NO way of standing
up without really hurting myself.

            "You are going to sleep out here tonight, I will check on
you.  There is a blanket in the dog house, hope that you have a good
sleep."

            With that he left.  He left me there all night.  It was hard
to get comfortable with my legs having to be bent all night and be bent
into that dog house.  But, finally I slept on my side curled into a
ball.  God I was sore in the morning.

            "Hope you slept well," he said as he walked up, "its time
to come inside now.  Its time for breakfast."

            He took the restraints off, and I went into the kitchen and
made breakfast.  I had alerted him that I needed to go to the bathroom by
pointing to it.  "Go ahead.  Go get a shower, take out the plug, use the
facilities, clean out, and put the plug back in.  Come back out here when
you're done."

            I did everything.  But, what a relief it was.  It hurt like
hell putting the plug back in, but I finally did it.


            Hopefully, next week holds more.


            Let me know what you think, or things that Master Ryan should
try by emailing slavematt@inorbit.com