Date: Mon, 29 Sep 2008 22:34:58 EDT
From: Subchub4yngchsr@aol.com
Subject: Young Master from DC - Chapter 8

This story is pure fiction though I wish it were true.  Any similarities to
a real situation are purely coincidental.  You should be of legal age in
your area to read this.  This story will contain sexual acts between
consenting legal age teenager and adult males.  This is my first story I am
writing or posting anywhere on the internet.  I have many other ideas in my
head and hope to get them on paper soon. All feedback is appreciated.  You
can email me or message me at subchub4yngchsr@aol.com

Sorry for the delay in getting this next chapter out but i have been
extremely busy at work and searching for my young Master.  I noticed new
chapters of some stories i really enjoy were posted recently and decided
it's time to pick up on this story.

Who have we met so far

Slave - mid 30's chubby giving up his life completely for his 18 yr old
Master

Master - 18 yr old HS student in DC.

Master's Mom and Dad - live in the townhouse above M/s's apartment.

Bill - another 18yr old Master's friend from school.  blond hair surfer
type.  works at pet store and will be bidding on the slaves services

Jon and Dave - 20 something Dom Partners who own gay men's hair salon and
spa


Young Master from DC -- Part 8

So the next day was Sunday and all the items Master purchased yesterday
would be delivered to His apartment.  Master woke up and informed me that
He would be going to church with His parents and while He was there i was
to go upstairs to His parents kitchen and prepare a Sunday brunch for them
when they return.  Master told me they would be gone for 2 hours and that
Brunch better be ready when they got back.  i was to wait in the apartment
until i heard them leave and then go upstairs.  Master wanted his parents
to be surprised when they see me stark naked in front of them for the first
time.  He figured it would be quite a scene after church.  What choice did
i have.  None of course.  So as soon as i heard the door shut i crawled up
the stairs to the townhouse and entered.  i am only allowed to crawl in the
apartment but once inside His Parents townhouse i am allowed to walk on my
feet as long as Master is not present once Master is present i must crawl
unless given permission to walk normally.

i prepared what i hoped they would enjoy for a mid morning Sunday Brunch.
Cheese omlettes, bacon, sausage, french toast, sliced up fruit, a variety
of fruit juices, coffee and tea and of course what would Sunday brunch be
without mimosa's.  It was just about two hours now so i expected Master and
His parents to walk through the door at any minute.  All of the food is
ready and being kept warm in the oven.  i have set the table for three to
enjoy the Sunday brunch.  I had no idea how or if Master planned on feeding
me today.  i have not eaten anything yet today.  i know the punishment will
be very harsh if i eat without Master's permission.  of course i could have
gotten away with it especially up stairs but my love and devotion to my
Master prevented me from doing this.  I just felt like he would know or see
it on my face that i had done something i was not supposed to.

A few minutes later i heard the front door to the townhouse being opened
and quickly dropped to my knees and presented myself at the entrance to the
kitchen.  Well trust me you would have loved to be a fly in the wall when
my Master's parents walked into the room and saw me naked except for a
collar kneeling at the entrance to their kitchen.  My Master quickly took
control of the situation.  "Mom and Dad, from now on since he is my slave,
he will wear no clothing in my apartment and in extension your townhouse."
Please respect my wishes that slaves are not meant to have clothing when
indoors and why should we waste money on clothing him when it is perfectly
acceptable for him to be naked in the presence of his Master and Master's
parents.  Dad seemed to be ok with this and i might even have seen a little
bulge growing in his pants.  Mom said it would definitely take some time
for her to get used to this, but if it's what her Son wants, he always gets
his way.  Mom asked me if i was ok with this.  Master interrupted his
mother and said it does not matter if the slave is ok with anything.  he
does it because as his Master i have instructed him that this is the way it
will be.  The slave has no say anymore about what goes on his life.  All
decisions, movements, and other things will be decided by Me from now on.
Mom got the point and said ok Son.

Master gave me permission to rise and seat them for brunch.  I first got a
chair set up for mom and then Master finally sitting dad last.  Master
would later tell me that i made the right choice sitting his mom first.
Must always be respectful to females especially MY MOTHER.  After that i
started to serve the Sunday morning feast which i would learn would be a
tradition as long as we stayed at His parent's house.  They first toasted
with mimosa's and then everyone had coffee and orange juice.  i served
everyone an overflowing plate of eggs, bacon, sausage, french toast and
fruit.  Once everyone had their plate i was ordered by my Master to kneel
at his feet while they ate.  They had a conversation like i was not even
there.  not the first or last time this would happen so its starting to be
normal to me to be in a room and have conversations going on in front of me
where i am a non-entity.  and as a slave that is basically what i am to
everyone else.  Master said i did a good job on brunch and He was feeding
me table scraps from his plate.  He would place it on the floor and i could
eat but not use my hands.  Some of the food he was feeding me, Master had
chewed and spit out and set it on the floor for me to eat.  Not knowing
when my next meal was coming i was grateful for anything that i got and ate
it with a smile on my face.  About 1/2 way through brunch Master said he
had to use the facilities and would his parents mind if he urinated at the
table with his Slave (me) as his urinal.  Although not thrilled with this
idea, they were kind of curious to see if i would actually drink Master's
piss.  Master took this as a challenge and told me to assume the position.
I got between his knees, unzipped his suit slacks and fished his semi-hard
cock out of his boxers.  i placed it in my mouth and created a suction
around the base to make sure that no piss escaped my mouth.  knowing where
this was, if i spilled any i knew there would be hell to pay.  Master must
have not peed since his morning piss and it seemed to go on forever.
however i was able to swallow it all without spilling any.  Master was very
proud of me and patted me continually on my head to show his appreciation
for putting on such a great display in front of his parents, only a few
days into my slavery.  The rest of brunch was uneventful they finished,
went their seperate ways and i was left to clean everything up.  Mom was so
used to cleaning up after meals she was not sure what to do but eventually
went into the sitting room and took up reading a book.  I left the dining
room table spotless.  Washed all the dishes, glasses and silverware and
threw out any leftovers.  Although tempted to eat what was going to be
thrown out i knew i was not allowed.

Once cleanup was finished i was to report back down to Master's basement
apartment.  i walked to the door but switched to crawling mode on the
stairs down.  Master was watching some sports show on ESPN.  it made me
think about how much i loved TV and now had the realization that i will
never be allowed to watch a show that i wanted to ever again.  i was a
reality tv junkie.  watching the race show, survivor, big brother, idol and
many more.  all of the cable staples, runs house, real world, road rules
and i loved the challenge shows when they all got drunk and partied and
hookups all over the place.  That was part of my old life.  I crawled over
to my Master and assumed my position between his legs, with my face buried
in his clothed crotch.  Apparently while i was still upstairs cleaning
packages were delivered from yesterday.  all of my clothes were delivered
and all the toys and bondage equipment that Master ordered from the Adult
store.  Master told me to put my clothes away in his closet in a neat pile
in the corner on the floor.  They are to be kept clean and in order at all
times.  Next it was the boxes from the Adult store.  i placed everything on
the table in the kitchen for Master and then went back to my knees in front
of him in the living room.

Master rose from the couch and went to explore His purchases.  There were
dildo's of every size and width.  Vibrators with remote controls, cuffs for
the wrists, ankles and for places i could not even imagine you could cuff,
all types of nipple clips, weights and other assorted items to make my
nipples bigger for Master to enjoy sucking on at night.  There were whips,
canes, and other punishment tools that Master said He hopes that He never
needs to use these, but realizes at some point He will.  He might just do
it for fun at some point.  There were cock rings, chains of all lengths and
sizes, each measured for something that i was unaware of yet but i know
they each served a specific purpose.  There were a few different enema kits
that Master wanted me to try and see which worked best to keep my man pussy
clean for Him at all times.  There were other assorted items that i had no
clue what they were.  Master must have spent a fortune in that store but
apparently when you are 18 and have your own Platinum American Express card
you can do things like that.  Master's father had a black amex card (which
you have to be invited to get) and told Master when he turned 21 he would
get one too.  Wow they must be even richer then i could have ever imagined.

The final item was a CB3000 cock cage that Master wanted to place on me and
keep me in chastity at all times.  Master said he hoped that the cage would
fit on my baby sized cock.  The package said it would be He wanted to see
for Himself.  Once the cage was placed on my cock, the tip was visible
through a hole so i could piss without taking the cage off.  Master
padlocked it shut and put the key on his keychain.  Master said, now i
don't have to worry about you ever jerking off or cumming without my
permission.  Master said if i was lucky, for the rest of my life i would be
cumming maybe once every 6 months.  However break any rules or disobey an
order and that six month period would go by without any opportunity to
relieve my balls.  So here i am going from someone who probably jerked off
at least twice a day, more on weekends and now i was goin to cum maybe once
every six months.  Talking freely Master mentioned after locking the cage
that in the future he might have me castrated so then i would never cum
again.  He said a few minutes later that he was just kidding, but that i
should remember that if He wanted to do it he could, and that i should
trust Him that He could find a doctor to do it for cash.  I thanked Master
for locking me up.

The rest of the day went by and it was time to go to bed.  Master said
tonight i will sleep in his bed and massage him until he fell asleep since
tomorrow was His first day back at school since i became His slave.  He was
not sure what His plans for me would be yet, but that i better wake up at
6:00 AM prepare breakfast and be waking him up with a morning blow job at
6:30.  With that my Master dozed off to sleep, i continued to massage him
for about an hour after he nodded off because i was worried what if he woke
up and i was not massaging.  When i was confident he was asleep i assumed
my bed sleeping position with my face in Master's ass or crotch area
dependin on how he was sleeping.

Next Chapter - Master's first week at school with a slave in tow.

To all those reader's who were waiting for another chapter I hope you
enjoyed this.  To the new reader's of the story let me know what you think.


As always I love feedback on the story.  Always open to new ideas and where
you think the story should go.  As stated before this will not be a hard
core BDSM story.  I am trying to keep it as real as possible and give as
many day to day details as i can think of.  I have gotten a lot of positive
feedback so far and would appreciate hearing from anyone reading the story.
If you happen to be a young dom in search of a mid 30's chub sub email me
and lets chat.

subchub4yngchsr@aol.com