Date: Wed, 20 Apr 2022 23:16:31 +0000
From: Derek Ryder <derekhello34@hotmail.com>
Subject: Master Control Part 5

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Master Control Part 5

Some time passed before he contacted me again. I enjoyed my freedom but I
knew in my heart that it would not last forever. It had taken a while but I
no longer got fearful when my phone buzzed. Then when I was least expecting
it I got another message from him.

`In 8 days you will serve me again'.

I didn't even fight it or argue I just replied yes Sir happy that once
again I would have just over a week to prepare myself. I expected silence
as had being custom in the past but instead he said he wanted some things
from me.

He asked me if I had purchased any new toys recently. How did he know I
thought? I had, a sex shop opened up near my home and I bought ankle cuffs
one day I was feeling particularly horny. I told him about them and he
seemed pleased.

I was ordered to strip and to get on my knees. While there he wanted me to
make a calendar with twenty days on it. He wanted me to highlight when the
slavery would recommence in 8 days' time. I did as ordered and sent him a
picture.

`Good boi, now use the permanent marker to write my name in large writing
on your left thigh'.

He wanted to mark me with his signature. He warned me not to wash it off
and if I were to shower to do it with one leg out of the shower. My left
thigh now had my Masters name in large block letters written on it.

`Put on the ankle cuffs, drink lots of water and stay naked until I
return. Set up auto-answer on Skype and have your phone in a position I can
see you'

Fuck I was naked again with my feet bound together. I hoped he wouldn't
take too long. It had been a while since I had to stay naked. I couldn't
even cheat if he calls the video call would start before I had time to
strip.

After two hours I noticed my phone light up and a video call had started I
stared at the screen knowing something was about to happen that I probably
wouldn't like.

`Get on your knees now boi. Put one hand behind your head and edge with the
other one'.

I did as I was told immediately. It was a level of humiliation I had
forgotten. I stroked my dick as he watched in silence for ten minutes
getting closer and closer to orgasm. He noticed my cloths lying on the
floor from when I stripped two hours ago.

 He told me to carry them in my mouth crawl to my bed and fold them
neatly. With my feet bound it was probably easier to crawl any
way. Carrying my jeans and T Shirt wasn't as bad but my sweaty socks and
underwear felt embarrassing.

`Crawl into the bathroom get into the shower, stand up and pee, you must be
bursting to go' He ordered.

I started to crawl to the shower. The cold tiles hurting my knees. Getting
into the shower with my feet bound was difficult but after a few minutes
struggling, that I imagined my Master enjoyed I was finally in the shower.

He was very right I was bursting to pee so it didn't take long for me to
let loose. The position of my bound feet caused the piss to cascade down
over my thighs, knees and bare feet. He made me stand there for what felt
like an hour naked standing in a puddle of my own piss.

`Reminds me of the 21 litres of piss, by the way boi you sent me that story
but I noticed it's not on Nifty. Upload it and add my new Kik I'm eager to
hear what the readers suggest to add to your humiliation. I want you to buy
some new things at the sex shop. I will send you a list'.

The video call ended and I turned on the shower trying carefully not to
wash his signature off but to get as much piss of me as possible. When I
had finished and dressed there was a message on Kik containing the shopping
list.

I want you to get a leg spreader, a ball gag, another pair of cuffs, nipple
clamps that are connected by a chain and candles. Oh and Boi don't cum for
the next week.

Two days later I did as ordered and sent him a picture of my purchases. He
seemed pleased by them and made me try them all on a send a picture. I was
naked of course as usual. He especially liked the ball gag and leg spreader
and made me leave them on.

`Now boi put a t-shirt on and edge for me, a shirt that will show all the
drool. I want you to edge until the shirt is soaked with your saliva. Then
you may stop' he ordered to my horror.

I started to edge with my legs spread and the ball gag in my mouth. Every
time I got close and started to breathe heavier lines of spit fell onto my
shirt. I was getting frustrated as I edged becoming desperate to cum. The
humiliation as spit fell onto my shirt kept my dick hard.

It must have taken an hour of edging before my t-shirt was fully covered in
my spit. I fell to the ground when I was told I could stop, relieved but
very frustrated and tired. The video call ended and my master was gone but
not before one final request for the evening.

`Stay naked until the morning and leave the leg spreader on while you
sleep. You may take the ball gag out'. Sleeping that night was extremely
hard I could barely move in the bed and had to sleep on my back but the
edging had made me tired and eventually I fell asleep.

I had posted the chapter to Nifty I had forgotten to post and messages from
many readers started to flood in. My master wanted to make sure the people
who text me and not him were asked to give ideas for further humiliation.

Some of the ideas were awful some were what you would expect one reader
wanted me to cut my hair like a monk shaving the middle part. I decided not
to tell my master about this idea. Another wanted me to lick a public
toilet seat.

Another liked how I was barefoot in the park and wanted me to walk in
pyjamas two sizes too small for me barefoot to the nearest public toilet
and walk to the cubicle across the dirty piss tiled floor and wait naked in
there for ten minutes with the door unlocked.

I prayed my master would ignore all these ideas as they were getting out of
control. I got my first text from a master the rest had all being slaves, a
French master. We chatted for a bit and he tried to order me around but I
refused to send him pics other than one of my dick. He kept trying though.

 I was so sick of all these messages and was a bit tipsy. I was a bit
disrespectful to him and told him to go away ignoring him. First I said
maybe you should be my slave I'd love to order a master around as a
slave. This seemed to really anger him but I just laughed.

The final days passed towards my scheduled call with my master. The urge to
cum had become distracting. The hour of edging didn't help but it had being
almost two weeks since I had cum and I just needed release. Then the Skype
call started.

My master had made me set up auto answer with video call so he could spy in
on my whenever he wanted. I looked at the camera partly excited and partly
apprehensive. His first order was for me to strip and get down on my
knees. I did so without hesitation.

`Edge boi' was the next order.

I edged naked on my knees for about 30 minutes as my master watched on.

`Did you forward all the ideas boi?'

I nodded yes pretty sure I had, I was worried I didn't tell him about the
reader who wanted me to unscrew my toilet seat, piss on it and hang it
around my neck as I stood in the corner for an hour, but I had.

`What about the reader who wants you to shave your head like a monk?'

I couldn't believe it he had said he hadn't text my master.

`Get a scissor and cut two large chunks from your hair' he ordered
menacingly.

I couldn't believe it and in my head I cursed that reader. I found the
scissors and cut two large chunks out my hair. The second wasn't big enough
so he ordered a third cut. My hair had grown to be quite long so this was
extra humiliating.

`You are too hairy anyway. I want every hair gone from your body, arms,
legs, pubes, ass and armpits. Crawl into the bathroom like the dog you are'

I crawled in with my phone in my mouth and found my electric razor. After
setting my phone up so my master could see my humiliation I started to
shave. I started with my arms and moved on to my legs looking as my hair
and what made me a man fell to the floor.

He took screen shots once again as I shaved and as always chose the worst
moments to take the screen shot. I looked awful, naked shaving my body, my
arms and legs.

`Use a blade to shave the rest of it off and send me a picture tomorrow
morning' and then once again he was gone.

I woke up late the next day and sent the picture to my master after the
deadline. I knew I was in trouble and just hoped he wasn't too unhappy. He
sent me a message chastising me for my tardiness and told me he must think
of a way to punish me.

About a week passed and I heard nothing, I was starting to think he was
bored with me until he sent me a message.

`I've decided to lend you out to another master. One of your readers who I
heard you were disrespectful to. You will learn obedience from him over the
next two weeks'.

I couldn't believe it he was lending me out like a whore. Not even a whore
I was getting no money out of it. I was literally just being pimped out for
free. I felt so degraded and humiliated like a piece of thrash being
discarded.

`As this sinks in I want you to edge like the dog you are, hump your
pillows dog'

I stripped naked and started to hump my pillows as he sent laughing emojis
before disconnecting the call. Then I realised who he was lending me out to
it was the French master. I still had his Kik so text him asking if this
was him. He confirmed it was and just sent a smiley face.

`By the way we negotiated, your slavery begins tomorrow and it will be
three weeks not two. You will call me Lord and every time you forget you
will spend an hour naked. I look forward to punishing you for your
disrespect'.

My master's last order was to forward all the humiliating ideas the readers
had sent to my temporary master. He taunted me some more before saying not
sure if I should call you dog or a cheap whore.

If you would like to send feedback please do to
derekhello34@hotmail.com. My Kik is derekhello33. Master has requested
feedback to be sent to him on Kik if you have any ideas to further my
humiliation. My masters Kik is commandersharp