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As Sir put the contracts away in the bag he asks me "You see that bin over there"
"Yes Sir"
"Good, take note of it's location. You'll needed it later"
I looked over to Sir in a confused way but he just had that evil glint in his eyes again. I realized Sir had plans for me and it excited me. I guessed firstly Sir was going to be getting me back for smashing his whisky and secondly to start my life as his slave. Sir then produce a blindfold and what looked like a pillow case from the bag.
He zipped the bag up and ordered me to put it back between my legs in the passenger footwell. He handed my the blindfold. "Put it on" he ordered. Without questioning I placed the blindfold over my head and covered my eyes. I could still just see down at the bottom of the blindfold where my nose pushed it away from my eyes. I could see my cock was not giving up in telling Sir how much I was enjoying this. I then felt Sir slide the pillowcase over my head and all my vision was gone.
He started the car up again and I could feel and hear the car bump it's way back down the dirt track road. The jerking and bumping of the road stopped as the hum of the tarmac road took over. We were back on the main road but which direction and to where I had no idea. I was so confused. Why did Sir show me that bin and beach bar? Where is Sir taking me? What is Sir going to do to me?
We drove on the tarmac road for a bit. Sir would slide his hand along my leg and up to my throbbing cock. I kept my hands to my side to let Sir do as he wished with his slave. He would squeeze my balls to make me moan to which I was abruptly told to be quiet. He would let go when he had to change gears but he didn't let up on the teasing of me. We made some turns I now certainly could not tell where we where. We then went back onto dirt track roads and all the bumps and jerks that it does as we drove over potholes.
The car then stopped and Sir pulled the handbrake up. "Ok slave take off the blindfolds" I quickly did as order as I was eager to find out where we where. When my eyes adjusted, I looked around and all I could see was pine and sabina tree. I looked behind and I couldn't tell where we where as the path bent away. "Come on slave, I am waiting for you to open my door." I jumped out of the car. It was sandy underfoot, which was good for my bare feet which also meant we must be close to the beach. But which beach? Which side of the island? I had no clue.
I got around to the driver's side of the car and opened the door for Sir. I then noticed that all the teasing Sir had done had left a wet patch of precum on my shorts. I could feel my face going flush with embarrassment again. "Get my bag silly boy" Sir barked at me. I had left it in the car in my eagerness to find out where I was. I quickly went to get the bag as Sir had already marched into the woods. I tried to catch up with him but with no shoes I struggled. He stopped and looked around at me hopping over stones and the hot sand. "Come on slave" I caught up with him eventually. "Right here is perfect".
We had come to the beach. The wood came right up to the beach and Sir had stopped next to a large Sabina tree with a big overhang branch above us. The was a lovely breeze coming off the see. The beach was long and completely empty. I could see the other islands and my geography was starting to get a position. We were about 4 miles up the beach from the beach bar we'd been to earlier.
"Right you need to be punished for smashing my whisky"
I bowed my head "Yes Sir"
"Put your hand up to that tree branch"
I raised my arms up and stretch to reach the branch as Sir went into the bag and produced a pair of handcuffs. Sir climbed up onto a tree stump so he could reach my hand and clicked on one side of the handcuff to my right hand "Come boy onto your tippy toes" I raised myself up onto my toes so that Sir could lock my left hand into the handcuffs. I was fully stretched out looking out at sea.
Sir then went back to the bag and pulled out a ball gag. He came from behind me and placed the ball gag over my head with the ball at my lips "open wide" I did as ordered. Sir pulled the ball gag tight into my mouth. It locked open my mouth with the hard ball pressing against my teeth.
"Comfortable?" asked Sir
I moaned a "Yes Sir"
"Good" Sir then run his hands down the sides of my chest. "My slave has got far too many clothes on for my liking" as Sir rips the back of my t-shirt open. The cold breeze blows through the big rip in the back all my hairs stand up on end. Sir runs his nails down my back making me shiver with excitement.
I then feel the cold of metal against my flesh on my waistline of my shorts. I hear the snip of scissors followed by a big rip. I feel the air hit my left side as my shorts open up from the rip Sir has done on the side of my shorts. I feel the metal of the scissors again on my other side. And with another snip and rip Sir had completely removed my shorts and releasing my constrained hard cock to the air.
I shivered and wriggled against the cuffs holding my in place. I hear the snip of my t-shirt as Sir rips one of the sleeves open and proceeds to do the other side. And with one last cut of the collar my t-shirt falls to the floor.
I am not completely naked, handcuffs above my head with no escape. Mouth gagged so I can't call for help, even if anyone was in the area. Sir walks around me examining me up and down with that same evil glint in his eyes."You'll always remember this spot slave. Do you understand?"
I nod and mumble another "Yes Sir"
Sir then reaches into his pocket and produces a heavy silver chain. "This is your collar" Sir starts to explain "you'll wear this all the time. It will be locked on you. I will be the only that has the key"
I try and mumble out "Yes please Sir"
Sir walks right close to me putting his lip so closed to my gagged mouth. I want to kiss Sir as his lips look so inviting. I tried to but he moves away and smiles seeing my need to be close to him. He then places the cold chain around my neck. I wince a little with the cold metal but a big warm sensation of been own comes over me.
Sir then produce a beautiful silver padlock and locks the collar onto me. With that click I knew I was his property and that I would do anything for him. He runs his fingers over the chain and then down my chest to my still throbbing cock. He grabs it firmly "you are one horny slave. You will only cum when I let you. I am going to keep you in chastity to make sure" I nod accepting my eternal fate.
Sir then walks behind to the bag. He comes back to me from behind and I feel a cold flat object rum around my bare bottom. It isn't as cold as metal nor as hard as metal or wood.
"That bottle of whisky was 70cl. You are going to take 1 spank for each cl. So 70" I nod accepting my fate. "First let you feel my leather tawse"
In a split second there is an almighty crack as the tawse hits my bare flesh followed by the burn and pain of the hit. My cock pulsed with the hit enjoying it more than it should do. More smacks of the tawse came down on my bare buttocks. "Mmm we are getting a nice colour in them now, aren't we" as Sir admires his work. "Time to mixed it up, let's try the paddle"
Sir first let my stinging flesh feel the cold of the wooden paddle before driving it down with force onto my bright pink bare buttocks. I let out a yelp through the ball gag, this only made the next harder. My cock still not giving in and enjoy every moment with a stream of precum come from the head of my cock. Salver also dribbling out of the ball gag and down my chest. After 10 hits of the paddle Sir walks around me surveying his work and property.
"My! My!" he says with that same evil glint. He scoops up the precum string in his hand and rubs it in my face. "You're going to really get a taste for cum aren't". He then rubs the wooden paddle into the salver on my chest making it all wet. "Now this is going to make it sting a little" with an evil grin he steps behind me again and wack goes the paddle. I can't help myself I let out a big gagged yelp.
"You can always use the safe word" Sir chuckles behind me knowing I am gagged and that this is a lesson for that safe word. So he wasn't ever going to accept it this time. After 30 hits of the tawse and 30 hits of the paddle I am barely able to hold myself up on my tip toes. "Right last 10 you need to remember for all time!"
Oh my God what does he me... as he walks off into the trees.
I hang there thinking what is going to happen as I stare out to sea. I then feel the weight of the chain around my neck and get the warm belong feeling again but I still have the fear of what is to come.
I hear Sir return from behind me but with every step he makes there is a swoosh sound. "Right, this time no gag for you to bite down on. I want you to count these ones out and thank me each time". As he unbuckled the gag from my mouth. I open and close my mouth to get the feeling back in my jaw. "Understand slave?" barked Sir
I quickly try and find my voice "Yes Sir... What is Sir going to..." before I could finish my sentence a swoosh and crack of a cane hitting my bright red flesh. I let out an almighty scream.
"Guess you didn't understand me. So we will start again... Count each one out and thank me each time."
"One, thank you Sir"
"No, no... we are starting again"
"Sorry Sir. Thank you Sir"
Wack
"Argh one, thank you Sir"
Wack
"Argh two, thank you Sir"
I hang my head down as it's spinning with feelings. As I look down I can still see my cock not giving in. I knew I must please Sir. I shook myself together and straighten myself up and got back onto my tip toes.
Wack
And with a more definite "Three, thank you Sir can I please have another?"
"Good lad, I will make this one hard then"
Wack
My body shudders with the bolt of pain been release from my backside up my body "Four, Thank you Sir can I please have another?"
Another five wack rained down on my bare cheeks. "Right slave last one, let's make it a good one now"
I hear Sir take a few steps back as he runs in.
WACK
The cane shatters on my buttocks. I collapse onto the cuff to hold me up as my body can no longer hold itself up after the enormous bolt of pain runs through my body. I am just able to gasp out "Ten, thank you Sir"
Sir comes around to the front of me and grabs me by the face and looks at me sternly. "Lesson learn?"
"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir"