Date: Sun, 9 Jan 2011 15:41:19 +0000
From: James Perrin <jamesperrin10@gmail.com>
Subject: teen slave for teen master part three

I had given no thought to what might happen in the future. I was living in the
intoxicating present. I had no idea what my Master's plans were beyond spending this
week living in my family's house allowing me to serve him as his slave. Nor had I
thought about what would happen after my family returned. I decided I had to
continue this journey and obey my Master's wishes wherever they took me.
Consequences were for another time.

"I am sorry Master. Of course I trust you. I give myself to you absolutely and give
absolute control of my life to you. Please give your slave the honour of taking it." He
scratched the top of my head. It was incredibly erotic. "Then lets go online. For the
record I have yet to decide whether to broadcast your status to the world or let your
slavery remain private."

We logged on and I gave my passwords to my Master. He accessed my email, school
and facebook accounts then changed the passwords. He then set up my camera and
had me stand naked facing it. He stood behind me looking over my shoulder holding
my balls and cock in his hands. I was told to state to the camera who and what I was.
After a couple of takes and some editing this is what we said.

"My name is James Revell. I am not worthy of living as a free man so have willingly
entered slavery under the ownership of my Master. I am a worthless piece of fag shit
and live only to serve the needs of my Master. He does me the great honour of
allowing me to serve him and satisfy his needs."

"I own this piece of shit. It is my slave. Its body is a tool for my service and pleasure.
I have fucked its boy cunt and pissed down its throat. I have flogged its body and had
it suck shit from my baby brother's underwear. This piece of shit exists only to serve
me and has no other purpose. I have taken its former property as my own and have
taken full control of its life and will use and abuse my slave as I see fit."

With this he put one arm firmly across my chest and squeezed my balls hard with his
other hand. I could only cry out as he looked straight into the camera. "James Revell
is not a man. James Revell is a fag slave that deserves to be treated with total
contempt by the Master it belongs to. If a man wants to rent or buy my slave for any
purpose whatsoever get in touch with a serious offer."

Finally it was time for sleep. I was physically and emotionally exhausted by the best
day of my life and would have liked nothing better than to crawl into bed curled up
with my Master. Sleep proved a long way off however. First I had to sort the boys out.
I was told to wash and iron their clothes although they would wear my brother's
clothes tomorrow. I had no idea how I could explain what had happened to his
wardrobe.

They were in bed but waiting for me. They told me to clean their bathroom that they
had obviously left deliberately messy. I picked their other clothes off the floor but
found their underwear on the floor of the bathroom in a pool of piss. Tim said they
wanted each pair washed by their slave's mouth and that they had each added some
arse stains to them. Before going to sleep Tim said he wanted to watch me suck his
pants clean so he knew it was done properly. Ed told me to do his later.

After eventually sucking clean Tim's underwear to his satisfaction and leaving the
boys I washed and ironed all their clothes, cleaned my Master's bathroom and the
downstairs of the house. I then laundered my Master's clothes and sucked Ed's pants
clean. Finally I showered and cleaned my mouth carefully downstairs in cold water as
instructed before approaching my Master's bedroom. It was well after midnight. I lay
down naked as instructed by the bed and fell sound asleep dreaming of being in it.

I was awoken by a foot stamping down on me. I had no idea what time it was. My
Master said he wanted a piss and stood up stretching. His cock was poking half
aroused through the pyjama bottoms he slept in and I took it in my mouth. I was quite
used to the taste by now and drank the piss down. He got back into bed without a
word.

When I was next woken it was light outside and my Master demanded coffee. I made
some for him and took it back upstairs. He sat up in bed drinking it and told me to
kneel upright on the bed with my back to him and legs straddling his midriff. I was
told to bend forward so as to expose my slave pussy for inspection. I felt his fingers
on my arse and trembled.

He traced the marks left by the belt. "You have a slave's arse now. Smooth and
marked by the belt of your Master. A pussy smooth, red, tight. Perhaps I am being
selfish keeping this to myself. Perhaps I should allow other cocks the pleasure of
ripping this slave pussy open and make some money. What do you think slave?
Should I rent you out?"

I stayed silent and he slapped my arse. "Turn round and kiss my chest while I finish
my coffee." I did so with pleasure and continued kissing under his arms. In time he
sent me for more coffee and then to run him a bath while he used his weights. The
bath was ready before he was finished and I had the pleasure of watching my Master
working his body.

He had me shave him then he brushed his teeth while I knelt to take his piss. He
immersed himself completely in the bath then stood and had me lather his whole body
and shampoo his hair. I got hard from touching my Master's body like this and had to
fight the urge to shoot a load. He then got back under the water.

While drying him his cock got hard. He had me kneel on the bed and he slowly
entered me. He had his hands on my hips and effortlessly moved my body to make
himself comfortable then began a slow, rhythmic fuck. My arse still ached but I loved
the unity of our bodies. After he eventually shot his load and pulled out he had me
stay kneeling and lashed my arse with the belt purely, he said, for his pleasure.

I was told to stay there while he dressed then felt his hands on my arse again. He
pushed a finger up my raw hole then slapped my arse hard and told me to get up. I
was told to fetch Ed's pants. I thought he wanted to make sure I had sucked them
clean properly – I had, it had taken ages – but he told me to put them on. They were
too small and crushed my cock and balls.
"That will stop you getting hard without permission slave. Now today we will be off
to the mall to spend your money. Get your old uniform out. Not the older student suit.
The electric blue blazer and tie from last year. You will wait on us today dressed in
your posh school unifrom. With luck we will find some kids with a grudge to beat you
up." I put on the uniform that was totally distinctive and ridiculed by students from
the other town schools. Wearing it on a Saturday was asking for abuse.

After sorting out my Master's breakfast I was sent to get the boys up. They were
awake and chucking my younger brother's clothes about deciding what to wear. Tim
told me to take my tie off then wiped his arse with it. He told me to have it sucked
clean by the time he had finished his shower. Ed then did exactly the same. The boys
then told me to choose whose shit tasted sweetest. When I said I could not choose
between them they said they would keep me supplied until I could.

We headed off to the mall with me laying on the floor in the back so the boys could
rub their wet shoes over my uniform. When we arrived they went off to buy some
trainers and it was agreed where we would meet for lunch. When my Master and I
went towards the entrance he saw three boys smoking in a corner of the car park.
They were about our age, two black and one white, dressed in sports gear and baseball
caps.

He nudged me towards them. "Pick a fight with them slave. I don't care how." I
hesitated and he shoved me towards them. I told them that they should not smoke.
They looked momentarily stunned then I took the cigarette out of the mouth of one of
the black boys which broke the spell. He kneed me in the groin and I doubled over. I
was pushed to the floor and kicked by all three boys until one bent over me. "Fucking
public school kids. I hate you all." They then walked off laughing leaving me on the
floor.

My Master walked over laughing. "Priceless. You deserved that." I got up awkwardly
and we headed to the entrance. I was told I could go and wash my face in the toilets.
There were two teenagers talking at the urinals but the place was otherwise empty.
They hadn't seen us enter. My Master whispered in my ear that I had to beg to suck
them off. Before I could argue he pushed me hard towards them and walked into a
cubicle.

I stumbled towards them and one turned round. He was maybe a year or two younger
than me. I blurted out that I wanted to suck him off and the other turned round. "Fuck
off creep." I knelt before them. "Please guys. I am gay and would very much like to
suck on your beautiful cocks." One already had his cock out as he had been about to
piss and pissed over me then the other did the same. I just knelt, head bowed, and took
it. They ran out laughing that nobody would believe what had just happened to them. I
could hardly believe it either. What would have happened if I had known them or if
someone had walked in?

My Master was doubled up at the sight of me on the floor. He told me to wash my
face and said humiliation was good for a slave. This had been worse than the beating
in the car park and I was terrified of seeing them again around the mall. The rest of
the morning was less eventful however. I trailed around after my Master carrying bags
while he spent my money. Towards lunch he called out to a young black man our age
who he obviously knew.

"Davey. Over here." He was taller and bigger than my Master with a crewcut and
baggy basketball type shorts, sports top and trainers. He very obviously worked out
and was heavily built with big biceps and pecs. They high fived each other and Davey
looked dismissively at me. "Who is the posh dick?" "This is my cash cow. Come have
lunch and I'll tell you about it." My Master looked at me. "Go put my stuff in my car
and come back to the food court." I walked off and heard Davey say that he didn't
know my Master had a car. "I do now. Come join us man and I'll tell you."

By the time I got back my Master, Ed and Tim had obviously filled in Davey on the
situation. He looked at me as I walked up and stood by the table. "This is the weirdest
shit I've ever heard. I love it." My Master invited Davey back to the house so they
could have some fun together. Davey looked at me and suggested bringing him to his
garage instead. My Master laughed and agreed.

I was told to sit and sat between Davey and Ed. Ed said he had saved some food for
me and pushed across the chewed remains of his burger which sat with some fries in a
pool of coke. He squeezed mustard over it and bent down to spit over the food. I
thanked him for his kindness and began to eat. I had only taken a few mouthfuls when
Davey spat a mouthful of his food over it. His enormous hand was gripping my thigh
so hard I thought the bone would snap. "Man. This is going to be fun" he said.

The boys stayed in town for the afternoon so only Davey came home with my Master.
Once again I travelled in the boot and wondered what might be in store for me. Davey
was a few inches taller than my Master and much more heavily built. I could see in
his eyes at the mall he was excited at the thought of the power he held over me. Such
muscle bound bodies didn't really do it for me but there was no mistaking the raw
power within it. Whatever Davey did would be hard and brutal.

In the lounge my Master told me that I was to treat Davey the same way I treated him
and to tell Davey what that meant. Davey was lying full length on the sofa. I stood
and looked down at him. "Sir. I am here to serve and obey you. My body is a tool for
you to use in any way you choose." Davey laughed. "King Davey deserves a posh boy
slave to look after his needs. King Davey's enormous cock will take a lot of
satisfying. But first take off my nikes and socks slave." Davey rested his legs on the
arm of the sofa so he could watch me.

I knelt and took off his trainers and reached for his socks. "No slave. Use your teeth
then you can use your tongue to wash my sweaty feet." I struggled to take off his
socks while he and my Master taunted me. The socks did smell sweaty. At one point
Davey pushed one sock covered foot into my mouth and used his other foot to push
my head down onto it. My Master kicked me in the arse as I began to choke.

Eventually I managed it although my mouth was full of the taste of dirty socks. For
some reason this was worse than shitty pants. "Now slave use that tongue to get down
between my toes. Let King Davey feel your love." I sucked each toe and licked
between them and the soles of Davey's feet. Anything was better than the socks.

He soon tired of this and told me to stand. He stood also. "King Davey's cock needs
some exercise slave. Get down there and lick me up." When I took down his shorts
and pants his cock began to swell. It was thick and black and seemed to have a life of
its own. I began to lick the shaft and it just kept growing. I honestly couldn't see how
it would fit up my arse. He pulled me up by the ears and told me strip quickly. I
hurried to obey.

He looked at my naked body and turned to my Master. "You were right. He is a truly
pathetic creature. Just look at that body. Puny and embarrassing like that baby cock.
Lets drill him." I was told to bend over the back of the sofa and stood there waiting
for Davey to enter me. My legs were trembling. Instead there was a sharp crack across
my arse and I cried out. My Master was still sitting watching so it must have been
Davey with the belt.

Davey walked round and pushed one of his socks in my mouth. I began to choke but
he ignored me. "No more whining slave. I'm just having some fun." He kept swinging
and the painful blows just merged. After a minute or two the blows stopped. My
Master walked round behind me. "Nice work Davey. Ready to double fuck the cunt
now?" In answer I felt him push his cock inside me. I could only hold my breathe as
the pain started.

He gripped my hips and pumped away. I felt my arse must burst. In time he shot his
load and pulled out but this wasn't the end. I felt him thrust himself back into me then
heard my Master's voice and realised he had taken over. Davey knelt on the sofa and
pulled the sock out of my mouth. He twisted my head and pushed his cock in. It was
still semi hard and I felt myself nearly choking again. All the time my Master was still
fucking me.

Eventually it was over. My head was swimming and my arse felt on fire by the time
Davey and my Master had had their fill of me. They had me dress again (minus pants)
in the uniform then bring them a drink. They sat relaxing on the sofa and had me
kneel so they could rest their feet on me. They flicked on the television to check the
football results. To men like these abusing a fag bitch like me was just part of the
natural cycle of their lives.

Soon my Master stood and announced he needed a piss. I got a kick that told me I was
to be the toilet. I took my Master's cock in his mouth as he relieved himself. Davey
applauded then said he needed the same. He made no move to get up so I knelt by the
sofa. He looked at me. "Ask nicely slave." "Please Sir. Please do me the honour of
serving you as your toilet and use my body to drain your nectar into. I would be proud
to be your toilet Sir."

He stood as well and said that as I had asked so nicely he would oblige. He then had
me lay flat on the floor as he sat his naked arse over me face. I could hardly breath
under the weight as he wriggled about. "King Davey's arse needs a special wash.
Tongue it." I tried to get my tongue up his arse hole but it wasn't easy with his weight
squashing my face. I felt a dig in my groin. "Deeper slave. Try harder." He wriggled
his arse some more and stamped again on my groin. "More."

When Davey had had enough my desperation led me to ask my Master a question.
"Master. Can I please be excused to use the toilet?" He looked down at me kneeling
by his side. "No slave. Your discomfort is of no concern to me. First you can fetch the
bags in and bring us another drink. Then you can wait in the corner facing the wall for
me to give my permission for you to relieve yourself. You can use the wait to think
about what a wretched creature you are and how honoured you should be to belong to
a Master as great as I am. It could be a long wait."

Davey said later he had to go and my Master gave him the choice of whether I could
relieve myself. I was bursting from my position in the corner facing the wall. Davey
grabbed my abdomen from behind and asked if I would always serve King Davey. I
said it would be an honour to serve him in any way he chose and promised to remain
his loyal and obedient subject. In turn he said I could crawl out to the garden. I did so
with Davey kicking my arse until I was on the lawn. "Now you can piss like a dog
slave. Unzip your baby cock, let it hang loose then crawl to that tree and lift your leg."
I did so to peels of laughter and the relief was immense.

Davey left still laughing and promising to return and my Master beckoned to me to
kneel on the ground next to his chair on the patio. "See how powerless you are slave.
You can't even piss without permission. I control every part of your life now. Your
boy cunt is available to any cock I choose. Your tongue will lick clean any arse I
choose. You will serve anyone I choose. The great thing is the more abuse I dish out
the bigger the rush for me and the less I actually care about what happens to you. Who
knows what will come next."

I had no idea what would come next either but just knew I was powerless to stop it
even if I wanted to.


James

JamesPerrin10@gmail.com