Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2007 15:52:43 -0800 (PST) From: aw78uk Subject: slave training 11 This is a true account of training sessions with my Master. Feedback appreciated. Before my next training session, Master had sent me the following orders by email: Boi, The following orders will be followed completely. You will text sir to inform him that you have receieved the orders. Any deviation from these orders will result in your SEVERE punishment. The Boi is to arrive in his purple kit. No underwear. He will park at the TOP of the street to ensure maximum humiliation when he has to walk to Sir's house. The Boi will also bring with him warmer (but suitably pathetic and humiliating) clothes in case Sir takes the Boi out in public. The time of the slave's arrival at Sir's home will be at the slave's decision. He will base it on the estimate of how long he will require to complete his tasks. The Boi will strip IMMEDIATELY on his arrival at Sir's house and carry out his tasks naked. He will be wearing his collar to show Sir that he is owned. He will text Sir to inform him that he has arrived. Sir has four shirts in a basket in the kitchen. These will be pressed and ironed and hung on the hangers. The Boi will then carry out his usual task of cleaning Sir's kitchen floor. If it is not cleaned to Sir's satisfaction then Sir WILL punish the slave and make him do it again. The Boi will ensure that a bath is waiting for Sir when he gets in. The indicators on the bath chain will show the Boi first how high to fill the bath with Hot and then cold water to achieve a temperature to Sir's liking. Sir will arrive home PROMPTLY at 5.30pm. He expects to find the boi on his knees in the middle of the living room. Hands behind his back. Begging for attention from his Master. Further instruction will be given to the Boi upon Sir's arrival home. Sir I was completely hard after reading the orders and could not wait to arrive at Sir's house. He had given me a key so that i could let myself in to complete all the tasks before Sir arrived back from work. I arrived about ten minutes early and let myself in. As ordered i got stripped off straightaway and texted Sir to let him know i was there. I went to iron the shirts first. Sir had also left some spray starch which I had not used before. I hoped Sir would be happy with the job i had done. I tried very hard to iron the shirts well. My cock kept going hard and semi-erect while i was ironing. it felt really good. Once I had finished i cleared away the ironing board and filled the bucket with soapy water to wash the floor. Down on my knees i cleaned away as if my life depended on it. i was so determined that Master would be happy with the job i had done when he arrived. After a while i had finished. I cleared away and went to check on the time. i needed to make sure that Sir's bath was ready in time. There was about 15 minutes left so i got on my knees and stared at the clock until it was time to fill Sir's bath. I followed his instructions about the hot and cold water so that it would be exactly as he had ordered. I was getting worried because the bath filled quite slowly and i wanted to be ready for Sir's arrival. fortunately i finished just in time and got in position just inside the door, on my knees, head bowed, hands behind back. of course my cock was sticking out. Soon Sir arrived: good evening boi! i got down on all fours and crawled to Sir's feet to remove his boots. he ordered me to lick his socks, then remove them to worship his feet. After a while Sir moved aside and i could hear him taking off his trousers. he told me to worship his cock though his stretchy lycra boxers, which was brilliant. my cock, in turn, was hard and springing up and down as i licked and sucked on my master's cock through his masterful boxers. Master pushed me away after a while and went into the kitchen. After a few moments he returned and ordered me to take down his boxers and worship his cock. i could hardly imagine the privilege and i rushed to get my tongue around his amazing cock and balls. Once Sir was happy that I had worshipped enough he ordered me to follow him upstairs for his bath. i was not sure what i was going to do while he relaxed in the bath. i should not have worried. Roughly Sir attached a metal harness to my cock and balls and attached that in turn to a chain attached to handcuffs around my wrists behind my back. I was not really able to move - you will stay in that position while i have my bath slave! Master got out of the bath after a while and walked around me while i was chained and immobile on the floor. he moved his foot close to my mouth - worship it slave! i struggled to get my tongue on his foot and he moved it away. i had to struggle against the chains to shuffle on the floor towards his foot. he moved it again. eventually Master forced me up on my feet, though i was not able to stand up straight. he made me shuffle through to the bedroom and struggle onto the bed, I heard the clanking of more chains and shortly Master arrived with the ankle restraints and another chain to tie my ankles to the handcuffs and the chains around my cock and balls. I was totally hog-tied. Master settled down comfortably on the bed and he dragged me towards his cock. he was reading some papers for work and i was to worship his cock. i could not move anywhere so my sole purpose was focussing on his cock - what a privilege. After a while Sir pulled away and i was released from the chains. Get down from the bed - stand - head down slave! For a split second i had my head and eyes pointing towards Sir. What are you doing boi! You are not allowed to look at your Master - you need punishing for that boi! Slaps rained down on my arse and i had to beg Master for forgiveness and beg him to stop. My arse was red and paining when he had finished. You stupid piece of shit - you cannot even follow a simple order. Sorry Sir, Sorry Sir, please forgive me Sir, please Sir, please Sir. Master dragged me downstairs and told me to wait on my knees in the living room. I could hear Master in the kitchen and shortly he ordered me to crawl through to him. Master had food for me in a dog bowl which he was holding up under his cock. Beg for it slave! I got on my knees in front of Master. He granted me the total privilege of cumming over my food in the dogbowl. What an honour! Master had also pissed into another bowl, which was alongside the food bowl on the floor. Master was sitting at the table eating while i was on all fours slurping up out of the bowl. Periodically Master pulled on my cock and balls while i was eating. After a while i could not get to any more of the food though there was some left in the corner of the bowl. Master turned the bowl over so that the remainder fell on the floor - Lick it up slave. I want that floor licked clean! I rushed to lick it all up and then took a drink of piss. What an honour. Master ordered me to follow him back into the living room and i served as his footstool while he watched TV for a while. One foot was resting on my back while i licked his other foot. Then he swopped over. When his tv programme had finished Master went upstairs and came back with the chains again to attach to my cock and balls. He secured my cock and balls then added an extra attachment to my ankles, which he also shackled together. He ordered me to follow him into the kitchen to check it was a struggle for me to move. it certainly was. Upstairs boi! I was not sure i was going to make it. i had to heave myself up stair by stair, the chains pulling on my cock, balls and ankles at every turn. Eventually i was at the top of the stairs. Master made me stand and he started slapping my cock. As his hand came down a second time i mistakenly moved away - flinching - from his punishment. Did you move away Slave? You do not flinch from you master's punishments! Get on your knees and start begging. Sir, sorry Sir please forgive me Sir, sorry, Sir, please Sir, i beg you Sir: slap, slap slap - Master was punishing my arse. Get into the bathroom boi and kneel in the bath. Head right down. You need a good hosing down with Sir's piss. Sir pissed all over my back and then made me kneel up so he could piss into my mouth. A punishment and also an honour. Master made me hose myself down and get myself soaped off before i had to crawl into his study and under his desk. As usual Master made me lick and worship one foot while the other was pressing against my cock. After a while i was pleased to hear that Master was going to cum. This is such an honour for a slave to be on the floor licking his Master's feet while his Master cums. Master gave me his hand to lick off his cum, then ordered me to clean off his cock. He then ordered me to suck and lick his balls gently. Master allowed me to rub myself against his masterful legs and before very long i was cumming - my cum splurting out all over Master's leg. Of course he ordered me to lick it up. I crawled downstairs and got dressed into my sports kit, though Master ordered me to only pull my shorts up to my balls so that my cock was still sticking out. After i had begged for a while, Sir allowed me to pull my shorts up properly, before i was dismissed out into the night air. I hope it will not be long before i am serving Master again. Thank you Sir!