Date: Sat, 8 Jul 2023 23:27:27 +0000 From: Mark Irving Subject: Hello Sailor Chapter 2 Master Brett and Slave Mark(2) Hello Sailor Ok, you have the job, the boys all agreed, and even as Brett wiped the last remaining drops of cum onto his fingers and fed them to me, he leaned even closer and drew me into a passionate kiss, This was more than just a slight peck on the cheek, this was full on, tongues, lips and lots of groping, the boys cheered us on. This was way beyond anything I had ever encountered, but then again the last 12 hours had been full on adventures, which were never on my radar or projected future, but it appears that someone else was running my future recreational activities, and my mouth and tongue appeared to be in high demand amongst these lads. "Ok boys you've had your fun, pull your pants on, put your dicks away, we still have work to do, Brett said, we'll meet you at the boat in 30 minutes". With that the boys left, leaving me alone with Brett, I was totally confused as to what I had to do next, so I asked Brett. I told him " what I had just done was weird, erotic, exciting and fantastic, but what happens now"?, we still have work that must be done, and surveys that need to be completed. I can't have what we have done or what I now have become to interfere with the job. " I understand your confused, this is how it's going to work, we all do our jobs, we do not compromise each other or the company, AFTER the work has been done and we clock off, so to speak, then we all go home, enjoy recreational time away from the boat or office, then turn up again the next day. But when you and I play, you will take orders from me , I will be the Master and you will be my Slave and Bitch, the boys will occasionally play with us , but mainly you will take your orders and commands from me , You will call me Master Brett or Sir, and I will call you Bitch, Slut, Whore, even Sissy Boi , but when we are together and alone, such as we are now, you will address me accordingly, outside these walls or in the office it will be Brett, and we work as normal, we all love the job, but your recreational time will be dedicated to learning about how to please me. When we are back on the main land and I come to your place, you will kneel, with your collar on (which we'll purchase) and it will be with you at all times, You will carry it with you in your bag and if play in a unit like this you will wear it as a symbol of your status, and later we will introduce you to cuffs, paddles, crops, blindfolds, and occasionally we'll play dress up. I will never hurt you, but we will extend your boundaries and teach you things you've never done or experienced before, there will be BDSM theme parties that you and I will attend after you have been in the game awhile. I know there are a lot of questions and it's all very new, NEVER be afraid to ask for clarification about something you don't understand from myself or the boys" But for now, go have a shower, it's time for you to put your leaders hat on", with that I left for the shower after getting a slap on the arse. It certainly was a lot to take in, but in brief, nothing had changed, during the day I was still the leader of the group, and during my recreation time I was Brett's toy basically. For the rest of the day my unit travelled to a nearby island to track and survey various nesting sites of sea turtles, chat with the local wild life officers about their habitat, traffic flow in the area, and check for erosion in their breeding grounds, , we did the same thing on one of the smaller islands on the way back to the main land, and as Brett indicated, work was work and everybody did their jobs, as if nothing had happened the night before. After we docked the boat, and checked our findings on the main computer at head office, and Brett double check his entries on the system, and I filled out my files, and expenditure for the trip, we all went our separate ways, and would see each other on the following Monday. Brett sent me a text and wished me well, but also sent me various links to watch over the week end, and to mark down or highlight the scenes that turned me on or kept my interest longer than others , and to give some serious thought to our new arrangement, he also gave me the opportunity to pull out of the Master / Slave agreement, if I felt it was too much. I assured him that I was fine, as long as the job was never compromised, and I was looking forward to whatever came next. I said that I will check out the links he sent, and would see him on Monday morning. What an eye opener some of those links were, as you would imagine, there were Dominates using and abusing their submissives, there were various links on how to prepare yourself (enemas) for the Dominates, links on punishments, spankings, floggings, cropping, even whipping, the use of safe words during play, verbal interactions, taunts and humiliations, public play, private play, and protocol's at BDSM parties. There was even links on dress codes, for both Dominates and Submissives, right up to the point where the submissive was being humiliated by having to wear, Sissy Dresses, frilly undies. Links also showed the use of toys, nipple clamps, dongs and dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, restraints, and equipment used. Believe me my eyes watered at some of the action, and my cock got more than a fare share of action, and what's more I was licking up every drop of cum, imagining it was Master Brett's seed I was sucking up. I made a list of the action that kept my attention longer than others, and also a list of ones that were at the lower end of the scale. I even went down to the local sex shop to pick up some essential items (enema kit) and a couple of butt plugs of different sizes, vibrator, and clover nipple clamps, a blindfold, and plenty of lube, just in case somebody wants to play, and I'm sure they will. During the week end I gave myself an enema as per the instruction, used the nipple clamps, and one of the butt plugs, just to feel how all these things work and what sort of effect it had on me, and as I told you my cock got far more attention than it normally did. And my mind was going crazy with all sorts of scenarios involving my new status in life as a submissive. I arrived at work on Monday, found out what my team was required to do this week, the first part of the week all of us were doing more sea turtles surveys, then Thursday /Friday Brett and I had to go out to a remote island to survey the nesting grounds of the local Pelicans, and check for any damage to their habitat. On the boat we all discussed our week end, and I also laid out the jobs for everybody, even though they already knew what was required, but it also gave the team a chance to voice their opinion and put in any requests for equipment. On the side and away from the rest of the team, Brett asked me if I checked out the links he sent me. I confirmed that I did, and told him of my shopping spree. "I presume by your shopping over the week end, that you still want to be my Bitch", "Yes Sir, I'm so excited to see what happens next." "Good, whilst we're on the boat, you will carry a lot of those things you purchased in a bag with your clothing, and if we happen to have a layover at anytime then we may use them" "Yes Sir" I said, and then we set off to the turtle islands. There was no more discussion about our BDSM relationship, and we all completed the surveys on time and finished off our day by surfing the brakes around the islands. On Thursday, I arrived early gathered the required equipment, forwarded our boating movements to the Marine Authorities, rechecked all the safety gear, maps and charts. We had enough food and provisions for the next two days. And as soon as Brett arrived we set off, leaving the two boys back at the base to complete a couple of mandatory marine courses that had to be completed, to keep up their skills. Along the way we discussed various aspects of the task, check records and data reports. We both took turns steering the boat, and after about 4 hours we were in sight of our Island, which was surrounded by shallow reefs , so we edged or way in, weaving in and out and constantly checking the depth sounder, and finally dropped Anchor in about 3 foot of water, enough so we could carry our gear ashore. Both Brett and I kept looking at the radar and the massive cloud build up approaching, so we decided to beach the boat, then secure land lines to it just to be on the safe side. Whilst Brett set up camp for the night, I radioed the Marine base that we were on the island but may be stuck here for a while, due to the incoming storm front. They logged in our position and told us to keep them posted on our situation. The official part done I helped Brett set things up, and collected enough drift wood for the fire, and organised the cooking stuff, I informed Brett that we may be here for a while, and set up the camp for about 3 days, these Storm cells come and go, but the seas remain dangerous for days, and we need clear water to guide ourselves through that reef. About 2 hours later, we secured everything, including the boat, making sure all the ropes and anchors were tied down and then we made a start on our survey, putting in about 3 hours, before the weather made it impossible to work. We set up the camp fire prepared tea, (camp stew) coffee and bread, set out the camp chairs, and settled in. Brett asked me "had we finished for the day?" "Sure have I replied, "Good, I need you to put your collar on, I want you to prepare and give yourself an enema, your mine tonight Bitch, and don't forget your manors, or you will be punished." I used some of the heated water camp kettle, made sure the temperature was right, slung a hook for the bag over a limb, bent over and proceeded to clean myself out. In the meantime Master Brett set up a camp shower to remove the sea spray and salt build up we constantly have to deal with whilst on the boat. One of the best bits about working up North is , even when it's about to rain the temperature is still warm, so running around in the nude was very comfortable and pleasant, but even more so, when you get to perv on a good looking male , and Master Brett feel into that category, Besides the occasional perv while we were on the boat, or him having a shower, this was the first I really got to study him, besides having a beautiful horse cock, he had a cute arse, which I'm sure I'll be getting far more acquainted with at a later date. "You done Bitch, get over here and have a shower, then we can have tea before this storm hits", "Yes sir", with that I refilled the shower bag, and immersed myself under the flowing water. Both of us threw on a pair of shorts and a tea shirt, made ourselves comfortable, and finished off our dinner along with another coffee. The wind and associated rain slowly became heavier, so we did a final check of the camp and boat, and then headed into the tent, one of the benefits of working for a government company, your only get the best equipment, and this tent was no exception, it was large, solid, heavy canvas, with plenty of ventilation, the mattresses were the best self inflating ones and we also used queen size, for the comfort. Master Brett had set up the lighting, so even when it got dark we wouldn't be tripping over one another. Master Brett, ordered me to get undressed and kneel on the bed, as he stood before me I could see the swelling beneath his shorts, his massive cock, pressed on the material, "feel my horse cock with your mouth Slut, get used to the felling, because you're going to get very intimate with it very shortly, I want to feel your hot breath on my cock". I was a man possessed; I rubbed my face on material, knowing that there was a monster on the other side itching to get out. "Please Master can I take out your beautiful cock, I want to taste, lick and suck it, I need to have it fill my mouth again, just like before". "Go ahead Bitch, I love hearing you beg, and believe me you will be begging for my cock tonight and every other night, I own your mouth, your little nipples, and your virgin arse, tonight you're going to be introduced properly to your Master cock, and you're going to beg me to fuck and ride you until your scream, So take it out, you filthy whore, your life is about to change" . I dropped his shorts and was confronted with the most beautiful piece of man flesh I had ever seen, it even seemed bigger than the last time I saw, felt and sucked it, I licked up and down the shaft feeling the veins, this beautiful thing was alive and I wanted it , I just opened up my mouth and gradually mouth the head, then slowly drew more and more into my mouth, I eased back off it then gradually engulfed the entire shaft right down to the balls which dangled on my chin, this was heaven and I wanted more, I pulled back, removing the monster from my mouth , then I licked his cock with renewed energy, then shoved it back into my mouth and I took him into my throat, I wanted to devour this horse cock. I has dribble running down my chin, in my lust and eagerness to please Master Brett I grabbed his arse and pulled him closer, I even dared to run a finger down the crack of his arse, generating a moan of delight. I was like a kid in a candy store, being given full access to everything on the shelves. "Turn around Bitch, and get on all fours", Master Brett said in a commanding tone. I removed his massive cock from my mouth, even though I wanted to suck him dry, but I also knew there were other delights to be had. I had never experienced anything like this before, I had seen it on porn movies, and even put the occasional finger up my butt, when I pulled myself. I could feel Master Brett, slowly edge his way closer to me and I could feel the heat of his beautiful cock as he rubbed it against my arse. I wanted this to happen I was desperate to feel his horse cock inside me, but more importantly I wanted my virgin arse to be broken in by Master Brett, I slowly rotated my hips trying to entice him. "You want your Masters cock, you have to beg for it, I want to hear how much you want to be my Bitch, " "Please Master, All I thought about is your cock, and how big it is, I want to be your whore, your slut, and your total Bitch, I've never had anything that big in my arse, but I want yours, Please Master, let my feel your giant fucking cock". I was so desperate for that monster that I started to edge back, trying to line up his snake head with my virgin hole, then I felt the head, fortunately Brett had greased the shaft, and held it against my opening, allowing my set my own pace, I slowly pushed back, and his cock was rock solid and unyielding. The pressure I exhorted whilst pushing back was rewarded, when my hole slowly widened to except his knob, Master Brett just held it here, and prevented me from pushing back, until my body and hole adjusted to the invading monster, then slowly Master Brett allowed me to edge back further, my entire body wanted this, but I knew that I had to show some restraint and control, I was filled with lust, desire and more importantly wanted to show my complete devotion and trust in this man. I took a breath, and crossed over to the dark side, and pushed back, I screamed as my body found a new friend, but I also fought the urge to pull away, Master Brett held my hips and refused to allow me to move, knowing that I needed time to adjust to his girth and depth, after what seemed hours, my arse hole, got used to the monster below, and the muscles relaxed, it still felt like I had a tree trunk up my arse, but I was slowly getting used to and very comfortable with having Master Brett's cock wedged up my arse, ever so slowly I rotated my arse, pivoting on his cock, I allowed my muscles to loosen its grip, and began to ride the horse, I had even gained enough inner strength to push back even further, then I felt his giant horse balls touch my arse. No matter how I tried, I could not remember anything so erotic, stimulating, exciting, and strange or so fucking wonderful. Every sensory organ in my body concentrated on my arse hole, my body was telling me that anything that big should not be there, BUT how could I not love this feeling of fullness , my entire lower bowel was cram packed with delicious horse cock. "That's it Bitch get use to your Masters cock, roll that arse, feel how big it inside you, you know you want it, and now your tight little virgin arse is mine, I own it, I own your mouth, and you're going to be my Bitch and Slut for a very long time" "I do want your massive cock, I want to be your Bitch, I love the way your horse cock fits into my girly cunt just for you", my mouth had a voice of it's own, I'm sure I didn't pre-empt any of these thoughts and certainly not enough to verbalise any, but I had, and I wouldn't , couldn't take them back. My virgin arse, continued to rotate, push back and forth, in and out, what initial pain there was had now gone, replaced by total enjoyment, my hole had completely adjusted to the invading monster, and I was now loving the feeling of fullness, Master Brett had complete control over my once virgin arse, and was now drilling it at speed, I could feel his balls slapping my arse as he ploughed my girly cunt. Master Brett let go of my hips, but continued his breeding process, I felt his hands grab my nipples; both nipples were now being twisted, pulled, and pinched. Master Brett had now found my number one hot zone, I absolutely love having my nipples played with. "Fuck Yes , pull those nipples Master, I love your cock in my arse, but you pulling my nipples has just about pushed me over the edge, Please Master pull them harder." I could feel my excitement and lust transfer to his cock, I could feel his pounding action had now become erratic, and his thrust were even deeper if that were possible, and then with a mighty roar that would have scared the birds away, his cock exploded, filling my bowel, between us we thrust back to meet each other, I wanted, needed more cock, I had to have more. Then before I even knew what I was thinking, I quickly reversed my position, and basically threw my Slutty mouth on his still pulsating cock, and took it deep into my mouth, I couldn't get enough of that beautiful horse cock. I licked and sucked, draining the snake of every ounce of cum, but also licked the juices from my well fucked arse hole. If there is a heaven or hell, I was there now, and Master Brett was certainly the Devil or God, all I wanted was to serve that cock, and be his devoted Slut and bitch. "I see you love my cock Bitch, and you love my cum, and you had better get used to it, because there's a lot of it coming in your direction, but for now lay on your back" I quickly complied, my girly cock was rock hard and dribbling pre-cum. "Please Master can I cum, I can't stand it anymore", "Yes you can " as he grabbed my cock, sliding his hand up and down manipulating the shaft, then he bent over and engulfed the entire length. His mouth was too much, and with a thrust of my hips I buried my cock in his throat and exploded, my entire body shook, every ounce of my being was being drained by his sucking mouth. I was thrashing about on the mattress, my body arched as Master Brett vacuumed my girly cum. "Fucking hell, this is fantastic, OMG Wow!!! My veins popped, body stiffened, I was basically planking, with my cock in his mouth, the intense sensitively in my cock made me push Master Brett away, but my yelling and endless moans cemented my future as his Bitch. Master Brett put his hand between my legs, wiped his fingers along my fucked arse and bringing his cum cover digits up for me to suck, which I eagerly did without thinking. Everything picture, every porn movie, every story I was ever told, paled into insignificance compared to being fucked by this man, we fucked so hard and long , that we never even heard the storm outside the tent, we just laid together, trying to bring our bodies back to normal, but after that , what will be normal?