Date: Tue, 10 May 2005 14:04:17 EDT
From: BoyNfla941@aol.com
Subject: Reality CheckUp  Part4

     My mind started to stir, as did my body. It was soon apparent that I
was still strapped down to the table. I felt sore just about everywhere
on my body. I was in no real pain or agony. I felt the most discomfort in
my ass and my cock.

     I wasn't sure whether I had fallen into a deep sleep, dozed off or
was still feeling the effects of whatever Master had pumped into my ass
cheek with a syringe.

     I thought for a brief moment that I was hearing sounds around the
room. Sounds of shuffling feet, metal banging, water running and muffled
voices.

     I could of been dreaming all this, but suddenly I realized that the
mouth gag was also missing. I moved my mouth from being closed to being
open. Now, I wasn't sure if any of this was real, if I was still dreaming
or even was I still back home in my own bed.

     Suddenly hands were on my body, rubbing my legs in a massage sort of
way. " Good Morning" was the first clue that I was not in dreamland. My
earplugs indeed had been taken out and the voice I heard was that of
Master.

     "I had not planned on speaking to you, but you have been through a
lot on your first day here" said Master. " The slave will be speaking
with you later explaining much more". Masters voice was so reassuring.
His voice spoke with authority in His tone, yet neither harsh nor mean.
"You must be hungry and thirsty so we shall be getting you off the table
'for now'." Man oh Man, did I like the sound of that.

     Hearing Master's voice allowed me to temporarily forget about the
discomforts I was experiencing, but all too soon they returned. The first
strap was removed from my chest and I inhaled the largest amount of air I
possibly could. Without the mouth gag and no chest strap I inhaled so
much air that I coughed until I got my breathing under control.
The strap that had been keeping my lower abdomen was next to go. But, I
dare not move my hips due to the discomfort I was feeling in my cock and
ass. My arms came next and when I moved them, was the first time that I
could actually feel the weight of the iron cuffs that had been placed on
them. I rubbed and rubbed both arms as Master and Cody were releasing my
legs from the stretched and strained position. When both legs had been
lowered back onto the table, it was then that I first knew something
indeed was different. I couldn't put the legs together without
feeling the base of the butt plug, but now the base was even bigger than
I remembered. This was the third plug that had been shoved up my ass
since I arrived here. Damn, just how big is that thing in my ass?
Obviously, the new plug was put in while I was out cold and the
stretching caused by the plug was one of the discomforts I must have been
feeling.

 Master spoke up once again saying, " I have to remove the bandages
on your cock".  What fucking bandages? I hadn't felt anything
that would cause my cock to need a bandage. Not being able to see, I had
to rely on my mind to see for me what was going on. I so much wanted to
speak, but knew if I did, I would be punished severely.  The bandage was
removed and little if any discomfort came from that. " All looks as
it should" said Master. I felt Master's hand and fingers moving
about at the head of my cock. What was surprising was that the head of my
dick felt very different beneath his fingers. " I am very pleased
with the way your cock has turned out," said Master. "What we
have here is a beautiful thing, yes a thing. I think from this moment
forward we shall refer to your cock as a `thing'" said
Master. "Since you can only visualize your thing, I shall tell you
that while you were sedated I performed a minor operation creating a
beautiful new head here. I have split the head of your `thing'
into two separate yet equal halves, and once healed each side will have
its' own ring hanging from it. Doesn't that sound great."  If
I was allowed to speak, I probably would of screamed out every obscene
word I knew at Master.  " The `thing' looks so much more
natural for you" Master said with a contented tone to His voice.
"It will be good for my friends to finally get to see you this coming
weekend and I'm sure they will love you and your thing. Especially
since we will be leaving your catheter in for the majority of the
time". I hadn't even felt the catheter until Master mentioned it.
But, indeed the catheter was sticking out the end of my thing and the
tubing was going down to a container set on the floor.

 "Now, before I head out to work, I need to help get you off of the
table".  I felt Cody's hands gently get under my shoulders as he
began to lift up and Master had both my ankles. I was lifted and turned
at the same time so that I was sitting up with my feet dangling over the
tables' edge.  I sat there, ever so briefly, before I was helped down
to the floor.  I stood on my feet for just a couple of seconds before I
was commanded to get into my normal position.  Down on hands and knees, I
felt good. I was comfortable with myself, not embarrassed or humiliated
being in this position. It felt `normal'. What I did feel though
was the weight of the rings in my ears, nose and nipples. The freshly
installed jewelry was making their presence known. The weight of the
steel was almost unbearable.

 Lightning fast, my mind went from the piercings to the burning on my
ass, as Master inflicted sudden and rapid lashes with a whip. I wanted to
move forward but was kept in place by Cody's legs pressing against my
shoulders. Strange, I didn't feel Cody put his legs in front of me. I
took a dozen lashes before Master stopped. Master spoke to Cody saying
that I had taken my morning whip quite well and my ass looked nice with
the raised red marks.  "Morning whip"? Was this to also be a
`normal' occurrence?

 "Now, my new boy, I think it is time for you to quench your thirst
and also your hunger" Master said with assurance. My throat was a dry
as a desert and I couldn't wait for my bowl of water. "OPEN"
came the word from Master.  I opened my mouth and it was suddenly filled
to capacity with cock. Whose cock? Regardless of who owned the cock in my
mouth, I was swallowing warm piss trying to get all of it into my stomach
versus allowing it to spill out onto the floor. The flow stopped and I
licked the cock head clean of the last few drops.  The cock slid back out
of my mouth, only to be replaced by another cock. One not as big as the
first, but still big enough for me. I knew that this cock must belong to
Cody. Buried into my throat, completely to the base, I felt skin on my
lips not pubic hair. Cody must also be required to keep himself smooth
there. I swallowed all of his piss as well. Not spilling any.

 Masters piss, Cody's piss and my piss from the night before, made me
understand that my mouth was and would continue to be used as a urinal
whenever and wherever there was a need.

 Master rubbed my smooth head, fondled my balls and said that he was
becoming very pleased with my acceptance of my new life so far. (Keyword
"so far")  I then felt the same cool feeling of iron, as I did
last night, but this time it was around my neck. Master was placing a
collar on me. It felt thick and heavy. "You are mine now boy"
said Master as he went so far as to put a padlock on the collar.
"Welcome to your new home and we hope you enjoy your new life and
your new world."



 "With that done, I shall take my leave and go to the office
now", said Master, "Slave boy here knows what needs and has to be
done, so I shall leave you to him, until my return".

 I heard some soft voices speaking behind me and knew that Cody was
bidding Master farewell. I was uncertain what the `needs and has to
be done' was, but strange as it may seem, I think I was looking
forward to what ever it was to be... especially after my first night.

 I smelt food. I heard the sound of a bowl being put down onto the hard
floor. "In front of you is your breakfast and your water bowl"
Cody said. The food smelled fantastic, not knowing what it was didn't
matter because I was so hungry. I hesitated a second to make sure Cody
was not going to say anything else then bent forward to eat. I suddenly
received a swift whack on my butt. " I didn't give you permission
to eat yet," Cody said. "I have only told you that your meal was
in front of you". Damn, I fucked up already. Shit, now I am guessing
that he will take my meal away. "Now boy you can eat, and eat it
all" Cody said. Whew, I was saved. After slurping my water last night
I knew that I was to use my mouth in the same way to eat my meals.  The
food tasted great, really good.   Cody told me that for the time being my
meals were mostly to be leftovers from Master and his meals, but that the
food had been put into a processor and chopped up into small bits and
pieces, like `chunky dog food'. Regardless, I knew I was eating a
good meal of eggs, bacon and toast. But I dare not ask for my favorite
beverage of coffee, least I get my ass beat again. My only regret is that
the human face is not designed to eat in such a way so as not to leave
some of the food on the face. I must of looked a sight as Cody laughed
when I raised my head up from the bowl. He took his finger and wiped my
face then placed the finger in my mouth for he needed me to suck the
finger clean. Next Cody took a damp cloth and wiped my mouth clean. I
went down to my water bowl and drank all of it. " Most excellent"
said Cody. "You are a good learner for sure".

 I was enjoying the ability to hear, as the silence was a bit nerve
wracking although a needed requirement for me. And, I knew better than to
speak.

 I committed myself to just listen, do as I was commanded, and use my
mind to see with, as I was led to a different area of my room.  Geez, did
I just say `my room'.

 I felt instant pain as the butt plug was removed from my hole. Cody said
that my hole was looking better and better with each increase in plug
size. Some of the grease from yesterday was dripping down my body but I
guessed that much of it was dripping onto the floor below. Next came the
cleansing of my insides. During the cleaning Cody was instructing me on
many things. What to expect, not expect and about the residence we were
in.

 I learned, from Cody, that Master has a cleaning service for the house.
This bit of information brought a chuckle from both of us and I thought I
might get a butt beating but I didn't. The house cleaning service is
called "Queens that Clean". A gay tri of males that are most
likely to be found doing female impersonations on Friday nights at a gay
bar called "Lords". They are aware of the relationship between
Master and Cody, but they are not into that lifestyle.  They are paid
well to work, and to keep their mouths shut about what they see and hear,
should they ever (doubtful).

 Cody tends to the swimming pool every day, except one. On that day
Master has a company stop by to check the chemical balance, etc. The pool
man is gay as should be expected. The lawn company comes by every week to
do their thing. I discovered that both the pool man and lawn company
would, without a doubt, see me from time to time; as they have no
scheduled time of arrival, just certain days. Oh goody.

 Cody was using his finger to encircle my hole while water was flowing
in, and I could tell by the feel that my hole was a hell of a lot larger
than what it normally was. But then again, what was normal wasn't
normal. I am being `transformed' into normal. His movements
caused my balls to move a little which brought pain of the spikes on the
cinch ring. I was wondering if I was to ever become `normal'.

 With the end of the enema session came the frozen Crisco sticks being
shoved into my body. I tried to determine how many sticks he was placing
inside of me but to no avail. I was then "bathed", if that is the
proper word. A wash clothe and warm soapy water. The soap smelled only of
soap nothing more. Cody said that I was never to be allowed soap that was
scented. As that would not be `normal'.

 After drying me with a not so soft towel, I was left there to
contemplate what had been said up till now.  The piss gag was then put
back in my mouth and I knew things were about to get serious again.  The
tubing was reconnected and thankfully my mouth didn't get filled with
piss. That had been going into the container up until now. Cody started
to rub the back of my neck, which seemed a little odd; until he whispered
into my ear that the butt plug was going in next and it was going to be a
bigger than the last one. Shit... What the hell..!!!!   I screamed and
screamed into the gag. I started to move around but the spikes poked into
my thighs. Even the rings dangling from my body sent waves of pain
through my body.  This fucking plug was enormous. Cody leaned in once
more and said to take a deep breath because the thickest part was about
to be pushed in. He said he was sorry to have to do this so soon, but he
had to do it or face certain punishment himself. With the swiftness of a
speeding plane he used all his strength to get the plug in, as I fell
forward with my head resting on the floor.  It was over, and I was
getting my labored breathing back under control. Cody tried to comfort me
some, but that didn't seem to help.

 I resumed my normal position and Cody said that there was no sign of
damage to my hole, not even one drop of blood. I took little consolation
in that tidbit of news. But still no piss entering my mouth.  I was
beginning to wonder when I would lose the ability to hear. Gratefully not
yet.  Cody put some form of anti-bacterial ointment on each of my rings
and moved them around so that the skin would heal properly without
infection.

 After he had finished with the rings he said that I was going to be
getting "a lot more rings in the days and weeks to come". I
learned that eventually all the rings will be 00 gauge with the one inch
ball on them. Apparently there was a purpose for such size, and besides,
Master would receive the greatest of pleasure from seeing me properly
adorned. The one thing that was upsetting to me was finding out that the
next 2 rings were going on my `thing'. One on each new half of
the newly formed head and then the next ring would be the guiche ring
between my nuts and ass. Was `normal' for me to mean I was going
to be a freak?

 A click, and I was leashed and heading outside. Fresh air would seem
good at this point.  The sun was warm on the body and it really did feel
refreshing. I could smell the chlorine of the swimming pool. I could feel
the coolness of the grass on my hands and knees. I was kept moving for
some distance, which indicated that I was in a large back yard. Cody was
telling me that I had to spend a little time each day in the sun to rid
the body of the not so normal tanlines.  On his command I stood erect.

 Cody took each arm and connected the wrists to some sort of frame which
kept my arms up and out. Then he did the same to each ankle. He laughed a
cute laugh and side that now I could get the proper skin color. He
proceeded to coat my body in some sort of ointment which had no odor.
Next he removed my piss tube from the gag but placed the end into what
was a plactic bag of sorts. He said to me " not to worry, you will
not be deprived of swallowing the piss from the bag". He must of then
sat on the grass and was enjoying the sunshine as well. Cody continued
talking to me as he sat there. Some of what he said, to this day, I
can't remember. After a short time I felt my body being turned.
Whatever I was attached to could be rotated and the sun was now in my
face, as I could feel the change in the temperature on the skin.

 Cody must have brought water with him when we came outside, because he
was squeezing cold water through the opening of my mouth gag. That was
refreshing.  I learned that there were 7 other masters with slaves that
our Master had formed a private sort of alliance (group) with. Some of
these masters likewise had a third `boy' like myself. All were
doctors of some sort. Of interest to me was learning that one of them was
a `shrink'.  I was told that the questionnaire that I filled out
for Master was given to this doctor for his evaluation, after I had
answered all the questions. In fact, the shrink is the one who came up
with the questionnaire.  Other masters of their slaves and boys had taken
all of the pictures that Master had emailed to me. This `group'
met each weekend, for the entire two days beginning Friday night. They
rotated the visits so that each master would host the group once every
seven weeks. Now, I was beginning to get a better understanding of what
was to be my life.

 I heard a small motor then I felt my body lower. I was lowered onto my
knees, with Cody doing so repositioning of my body. But my hands were
still raised and apart. It was interesting how the whole body was lowered
at the same time, but I was still linked to whatever it was that was
keeping me spread out.  "Time to piss" said Cody. I didn't
relate what he said, to what he meant. A hard slap to the side of my face
got my immediate attention. He removed my gag and replaced it with his
cock. Not long after, I was swallowing his piss. That done, I was
expecting (wrong thing to do) to be hoisted back up. Another hard slap to
my face, and another cock was pushing at my lips. I opened up and took
the semi hard shaft into my mouth. " Boy meet Landon, our pool
man".  With that said I started swallowing even more piss. Now I was
truly humiliated. Only after I had swallowed his piss and licked his cock
clean was I raised back to the vertical position and had my gag put back
in place.  Could this day start off any worse. Damn.

 I was once again rotated to maximize the sunlight on the body. Now I
know what a turkey on a rotisserie goes through. All was quiet for a
time. I guess Cody must be napping or doing something else out in the
yard.

 Before long I was let down to the ground, again.  Hopefully, not to be a
urinal. Whew, Cody was unhooking my body from the frame. I had no earthly
idea how long I was "toasting" in the backyard, but I was feeling
a nice breeze. Normally a breeze in Florida would indicate the coming of
afternoon rains, this time of year. I was instructed to sit "Indian
style" on the lawn. Doing so, put a lot of weight on the plug crammed
up my ass, and also put the spikes back to digging into my legs. Needless
to say, I did my best to move my legs a wide as I could to lessen the
sting of those fucking spikes.

 Cody said that he had something important, very important to tell me and
for me to relax and listen well. What he said really drove purpose and
respect to my new life.
Cody was so glad that Master had chosen me. He had been shown my photo,
been privy to my questionnaire, and also was able to tell Master that I
was the one he thought Master should select. There were 3 other people
with whom Master had been chatting and emailing, but Cody was elated that
Master chose me. I learned that Cody, although the Masters slave, had a
small amount of domination urges within his mind and body. That answered
a couple of the mental questions I had earlier. I also learned that
Master gives him daily written instructions for chores and tending to me,
which he must follow. Most of all (I think) I learned that Cody liked me
in a sort of a caring way.

 "Time to head back inside, boy" he said, "but first I need
to hose you off".  Even in Florida, water from a garden hose is cold
to the skin. I shivered like a dog after a bath. I was left in my normal
position to air dry for a few minutes, and then back inside I was led.

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