Date: Fri, 26 May 2017 09:05:01 +0200 From: Ouranos Utrecht Subject: The honey-seekers Part 10 The honey-seekers, William and Jonathan Part 10 By Chaim This story is fiction. "Love is the answer, but while you're waiting for the answer, sex raises some pretty interesting questions." Woody Allen Please let me know what you think at groeiutrecht@gmail.com and don't forget to donate to Nifty as they do an amazing job. Master Samuel pointed to the cabin where they would stay that night and led his borrowed slave boy around the grounds. William was naked, as usual, Master Samuel wore his black Speedos, which showed the outline of his prominent cock clearly. The passed Jonathan's cabin, their cabin and he caught a glimpse of Master Jonathan. Little Daniel was riding on his shoulders as he ran up the stairs to the cabin, two at a time. William really felt terrible inside. He didn't want to be here as Master Samuel's slave boy. Some of the Masters and older boys had organized a soccer game in the field close to the lake. Other Masters were just enjoying the lake side and the sun. Now that the boys' exclusive time had ended and the slave boys were borrowed to another Master to test, use and train them. Right at the edge of the lake, some of the Masters had lost no time. They placed their new slave boys in all kind of positions to fuck them. The new slave boys were tested, some got in in the ass, other slave boys had to prove their cock sucking capabilities. There were all sorts of fun things happening throughout camp. Obviously, even little Daniel was having fun with his new Master Jonathan! Not William, he just followed Master Samuel in silence as they walked around. Master Samuel seemed to have his own agenda, no sexual games for William so far. He took William down to the boats and ordered William to row him around the lake, while he just sat there like a King. Close to a little island he ordered William to stop, they drifted to the shore. Master Samuel ordered William to the island and in the middle of it was a huge old oak tree. He ordered William, "Slave boy, stand with your hands behind your head against the trunk." Master Samuel slowly circled him, he said lots of things about testing a little slave boy?s limits. He said he admired Master Jonathan but described him as a very soft Master. William was confused and looked at his new Master with a puzzled expression, he wanted to protest, argue. What exactly did Master Samuel meant? What was going on, what did this Master had in sore for him? William kept silent, he was afraid to be punished. "Now, slave boy, be a good boy, the cool strong dude you want to be. Be yourself the way Master Jonathan trained you." Master Samuel ran his index finger of his right hand along his chin, his left hand brushed his hair. William tried to take a small bite at the finger passing a long his lips, but Master Samuel moved it quickly away. "William! You are a naughty slave boy. You are a softy, you want to play. Till now you was not a real slave boy, just a little kid in need of warmth and hand to keep you in line. I?m different, boy, believe me, I will train you today, will break you, test your abilities to serve and to suffer. I don't just want to control your body, anybody can make a you suck and taking a good fuck, slave boy. I want your mind, open your true masochist feelings. I want to break you down to your real limits and rebuild you into the slave boy you crave to be, the one you're afraid to be, because of all kind your reasons. There might be a time when you might consider me your tormentor, but in the end, you will realize that I was your liberator." William looked at him while Master Samuel continued, "When the time expires and the your journey ends, I will lead you back to Master Jonathan. I will be happy and satisfied, if you take the opportunity to learn to be your true self, slave boy. Your journey starts here...." William answered as humble as possible, "Yes Sir," although he didn't understand everything. The Master's hand on his head takes a large clasp of his blond hair and he pulled William's face into his Speedos. William felt his cock against his face. "Smell my cock, boy, lick it, slave boy," The aroma of his sweat, slightly laced with urine permeated his nostrils. Guiding his face back and forth across the pouch his Master's cock started to stir. "Come on, slave boy, lick it, worship it with your tongue," Master Samuel ordered as he increased the pace of his face movements across his black Speedos. Master Samuel relaxed his grip but do not completely let go and William's blond head It fall back slightly. He hit the tree softly. Master Samuel reached out and gently pinched one of his nipples, and while William gasped, he didn't miss the look of ecstasy that came across Master Arthur's face. William was hoping for more, but not expecting it. He looked at Master Samuel, now openly taking stock of his body. William was so focused on Jonathan that never looked this way to other Masters. Master Samuel was so Dutch, with his longish blond hair and blue eyes. Master Samuel had a great chest, his pecs outlined his strong muscles, slim waist and a real powerful basket. That sent William over the edge, he needed this in a way. Master Samuel showed a contempt for him, William could see it in his face, the rude way he barked out his orders to lick the outline his cock or go faster, pushing his head on his Speedos in a very dominating way. William looked up at him, and he smiled a victory smile, he had vanquished him. "Oh! Well, we do this the hard way, slave boy." With that Master Samuel pulled the pouch away from his body, pulling the waistband down, letting his hard cock and balls fall free, just some inches from his face. He ran two fingers up and down the shaft. Half hard, he jerked it a few times to make it very hard. William glanced at it and caught a glimpse of what was coming. Master Samuel was certainly no smaller than the rest of them. William saw the crown increasing in size. Looking only inches from his mouth, William saw the piss-slit started to fill with his pre-cum. "Master Jonathan told me, you can give the best blowjob I've ever had. Deep inside you are just a blond bitch and a perfect cocksucker!" William attempt to take a bit to please him, but his left hand snapped his head back. "Please, Sir." William pleaded, now really as a bitch in need. "Slave boy, I'm only going to say this once, shut up." Master Samuel said pulling his blond head forward, locking his chin on his chest bone. He slapped the head of his cock along the bridge of his nose. William saw clearly the piss-slit as the drops of pre-cum appeared and fell down. Master Samuel brought it up to his eyes and tap his brows and drops fell into his right eye, causing a stinging sensation. The tapping was increased to a more slapping mode and William saw him sliding his hand up and down the shaft increasing the pace. William felt his body rocking in rhythm with his hand. Looking past his massive organ William saw his stomach muscle started to contract. William heard his voice moaning slightly in pleasure. William gazed at the crown and he felt his legs tighten. The slit opened and in slow motion William saw the white cream form in it and it hit his mouth and Willem closed his eyes but felt Master Samuel pulled his body tight to his face as Master Samuel unloaded his juices on his lips, tongue and face. "Here bitch..." Master Samuel said "Here it is.. You want it?" He wiped his cock over the boy's face, collecting some of the cum. He held it right in front of the William's mouth. "Here you are boy.. Now what do you say?" William looked briefly up at his Master then back at the sperm-covered cock. His own cock was hard, a rope of pre-cum hanging down from it. He was totally lost in desire. Nothing else was in his mind except his burning lust. He stared at that big warm cock and just wanted it. To feel it and taste it as it filled his mouth, heavy and warm. He licked his lip. "Well, what do you say slave boy, my bitch?" Master Samuel said impatiently. A hundred thoughts ran through William's head in a second. "Thank you, Sir!" Master Samuel just moved forward guiding his cock, William opened his mouth and closing his soft lips around it, licking of the sperm that covered it. He grabbed the William's head with both hands pulling it down on his shaft while thrusting all the way in to the base. William's mouth was filling it up quickly. He relaxed, when he slowly drank down his heavy load of sperm with his eyes closed, he wanted all he could get! Panting hard Master Samuel stepped back and spat William's chest. He took William's nipples and squeezed them till he mourned in pain. After a while, Master Samuel's breath went to normal and he recovered. He looked at William who stood in his desired position, with his chest up and his hands behind his neck. He got a log and set it down near him, and climbed up on it. The tree roof had strong branches. He reached up to the biggest one above William's head and started to uncoil two ropes that William now saw were tied to the branch a few yards apart. The Master had prepared for this! He had wanted to use him! "If you talk, slave boy! The Game is over, I will report Master Jonathan you failed!" William's boy cock was really hard. "I'll never talk, Sir! You can do everything me and I won't talk, Sir!" Once Master Samuel had stretched out his arms into a Y and tied the ropes to his wrists, he finished his job putting a dog collar around William's neck. Master Samuel whispered, "Slave boy. Shut up!" Master Samuel slapped his face and William was shocked, Jonathan never slapped his face this way. The Master stepped back looked at him for a while, "You will beg me to stop, slave boy. You will fail and yell at me for mercy." William recovered from his shock, no way he would or could fail. Secretly he was pleased to see Master Samuel had a definite boner as well. Master Samuel went behind William and he heard some rustling for a few minutes. Master Samuel showed William a whip, small leather belt with an handle and slapped it on the ground a few times for effect. Master Samuel took position and whipped William with it, right across his exposed naked chest. He really didn't swing it hard, but it was quite a shock but it made him feel immediately very sexy and vulnerable. Master Samuel whipped him for quite a while, all over his chest, hitting his nipples, getting progressively more aggressive and harder with his strokes. It hurt and after a while William was groaning, sweating, breathing heavily, and sagging in his bonds. "Last chance, boy! Just ask me polite to stop. Now you can still ask me politely to stop and I will send you back to Master Jonathan. You can talk now and take your place in his household as a little soft boy. Nothing wrong with that for a beautiful soft boy like you." Master Samuel said as he raised the belt. William wasn't sure just how painful the lashes might be, but all he had to do was look up at his Master. No, he would talk, beg or ask the Master to stop! Yes, he wanted this, Jonathan sent him to this Master to endure his torture and he would take it all the way. William could tell the Master Samuel was excited as well. He lowered his head back and closed his eyes, ready to take everything. The first lash lightly slapped across William's stomach, causing him to wince. Master Samuel was testing his new toy. The next lash slapped across William's puffed up chest, harder, and again William winced. The third lash was again harder, this time slapping across his midsection between his belly button and nipples, the tip of the belt around this bare torso and barely stinging his side. The next lash was about the same intensity, this time it wrapped around William's upper leg, the tip of the belt stinging his inner thigh. As Master Samuel whipped William, he circled his victim like a lion on the prowl. Each lash slapped across a different part of William's naked body than the previous lash. Soon William's skin from his knees to his hips and from his hips to his armpits slowly began to turn pink. Finally, William started to whimper, he was glistening with sweat by now. The belt came down on him harder and harder, hitting his naked body nearly everywhere. The pain was intense. William started to tremble all over and gasp with each blow. He had never experienced a belting this hard and there was more to go. His eyes started to water and he trembled. William was crying, something he never did. "Take it, slave boy," Master Samuel said, and gave him ten blows even harder than before. William was wracked with pain, his ass cheeks tensing involuntarily, and tears streaming down his face as he whined and moaned. The beating continued as he sobbed. Finally it stopped, but it took William a minute or two to stop sobbing and figure out it was over. Master Samuel said, "You are obvious stronger as I thought, slave boy. I have to try something different to break you." He look out a bag of wooden clothespins. He removed a couple and held them open in front of his face. He asked, "Do you know what I'm going to do with these?" William shook his head, but then looked down toward his now rock hard nipples. Master Samuel laughed, and said, "That's right. You guessed it!" He slowly brought the open clothespins down until he was holding them open over each nipple. As William looked down, he felt strange, this was driving him crazy. Since he hit puberty he had been fantasizing about this. He sometimes dreamed Jonathan put clothespins on his nipples when he jerked off, and found that increased the sensations ten-fold. And now Master Samuel was going to do it to him while he was in bondage! William groaned and thought, I'll never talk! He can put those on me and I still won't talk! William was sure he could see the lust and eagerness in his eyes. Master Samuel slowly allowed the pins to close on his tender boy nipples. Even though he felt it many times before, having his nipples played with by Jonathan, this was done completely different and the sharp pain immediately turned slowly to a burning pain and went into extreme pleasure. William's boy cock was now straight out and hard. Master Samuel put clothes pins all over his upper body. It really hurt at first, but was so sexy William settled into enjoying the scene. After a while the Master stopped and asked him if he was ready to talk. Of course Willem shook his head, no way. Master Samuel seemed lost in thought for a while, then said, "Alright, then, you have forced me to use torture." Master Samuel stepped up to William and placed his finger at the tip of his cock. William's mind was in turmoil, he thought: Go ahead. I want this, but will not talk. William felt vulnerable, naked and bound helpless before his new Master. He pointed at his boy cock standing straight out and the Master said, "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were enjoying being tortured as much as I'm enjoying torturing you." William smiled at him, and he smiled back. It was the crossing of a line. We were both saying something they couldn't say out loud. William accepted Samuel as his Master. Master Samuel got some more lengths of rope and attached them to pins on the ground. He had William to spread his legs and tied the ropes to his ankles. Master Samuel stood up, ran his finger along the length of his cock. William threw back his head and moan with pleasure, and he said, "Prepare yourself for the ultimate slave boy torture." William was a little scared of what that might be, but all fear went away when he produced a bottle of baby oil and poured some all over his hard boy cock. He wrapped his fingers around his cock and just was still for a moment. It felt so good for the slave boy. Master Samuel slowly stroked up and down his cock. He asked, "Dou you know why this was the ultimate torture?" William shook his head. "You will find out very soon, slave boy." William was so horny it wasn't long before he was ready to shoot. His whole being was focused on cumming, But just when he was ready to go, he suddenly took his hand away. I looked at him like he was crazy. Please, please don't stop! William begged with his eyes. Master Samuel laughed and stood a bit away, staring at his new slave boy and slowly stroked his own cock. "Now feel how wonderful your boy cock is. Feel every inch of it. Hold back till the time is right. Feel how wonderful your cock feels and how much you love your little slave cock. You believe everything I tell you." Master Samuel leaked loads of pre-cum which he wiped with his finger and put it in William's mouth, it taste good. Causing William to leak loads of pre cum himself. Again Master Samuel wiped his leaking glans with his fingers and brought it to William's lips, he licked them clean imagining it was from Master Jonathan. After a while he aimed his cock at the slave boy's belly, "Oh!" Master Samuel suddenly let out a long groan. His torso expanded as air filled in his lungs. "I'm so close, fuck! I'm gonna cum, slave boy! Take my load." and came all over him! Master Samuel recovered and started again with the slow strokes on William's cock. He repeated the torture over and over. William couldn't remember how many times. Every time he got close to cumming, he took his hand away and left him moaning and crying, hanging from his bonds. Master Samuel grunted, "Yeah, you like that little slave boy!" William's whole world was now focused on cumming. "I want you to get so excited you are ready cum. I don't want your cum yet, I want you on the verge of cumming, keep that cock hard as a rock but don't dare to cum. I just want to see your boy-juice dripping." With his dry hand he removed all the clothes pins. That was so painful! Once they were all off, he began to slowly stroke William again. He closed my eyes and threw his head back, every ounce of his concentration on the wonderful sensation of his oily hand sliding back and forth on his rock hard boy cock. Master Samuel did something that blew William's mind. With his other hand he reached over to his left nipple and began to gently squeeze and pull on it. That put William over the edge. Seconds later the he shot a huge load, the first squirts of which shot halfway across ground. The orgasm continued and soon cum was dripping from his chest, belly and balls. William almost blacked out it was so intense. After William calmed down, Master Samuel untied him. William was not allowed to clean himself, naked and drenched in cum he rowed back. They returned to the cabin and Master Samuel said, "Leave the your cum where it is, slave boy. I'm going to take a shower now, slave boy. So set out what I need." William had really worked up a sweat with all that rowing, but had to stay that way. William found the soap, shampoo, washcloth and towel before Master Samuel got into the shower, he listed the clothes he should lay out for him to wear to supper. William was getting the correct clothes, when Master Samuel barked, "Get in here and soap my ass clean, slave boy." William stepped into the shower. He always enjoyed long luxuriant showers with Jonathan, but this time as soon as he washed the man's ass, he was dispatched to finish with the wardrobe. Master Samuel emerged from the shower to find all his clothes neatly laid out on the bed. He ordered William to hold each item as he either stepped into it or put arms through it. William was able to anticipate each article and have it ready as soon as it was called for. Dressed in a tank-top shorts and boots, Master Samuel acknowledged, "You're a fast learner, slave William." "Fuck, yes Sir," William said proudly. Silence hung in the air like death. When the words did come, they were slow and calculated: "What did you say, slave boy?" "I said Fuck, Sir. I'm sorry, Sir." all over again. "Now, listen to me, slave boy. I'm only going to say this once. There is only one way a slave can use the word Fuck. And that is to make a request, Please fuck me, Sir. Fuck me harder, Sir. Please fuck my slave ass, Sir. Any other use of the word shows disrespect. Now is that clear, slave boy?" "Uh, Yes, Sir." Master Samuel's hand took his boy cock and held it resting in his palm. William flinched. "Stand still, slave boy! I need to be punished?" Different parts of his body are more sensitive to touch, right William's boy cock was now perhaps the most sensitive of all. William felt the fingers closed and held his penis near to the head, then pulled it forward stretching it as far as it would go. It hurt. "Not much of a cock and your balls aren't exactly big either." The hand held them and began to squeeze. On no! But the squeeze turned to fondling which were it not for the situation could have been enjoyable in a weird sort of a way. The hand returned to his cock, two hands which began to examine his foreskin. "Tight foreskin," Master Samuel said, "Small cocks often have tight foreskins." William knew he didn't have a small cock, yes, he would like it to be bigger but it isn't small. "I think it there is enough time left before my supper. It is time for you to receive your allotted punishment using the F word in front of your Master. I will give you six strokes of the cane. I don't use no silly schoolboy cane here. It is a spanking rod cane, both whip and flogger. Are you ready for that boy?" William swallowed, "Yes Sir, please Sir." I was instinctively saying this but he didn't want more pain. The hand reached to hold his cock again. "You are going to receive six hard strokes of the cane on your naked backside, six hard strokes. That is the punishment for using the F word, and that is the punishment you will receive. You can take it like a man or you can take it like a whimpering child but six hard strokes it is going to be. So how are you going to take it?" William was absolutely terrified, but managed to croak the words. "Like a man, Sir." A gentle squeeze on his balls. "Let's proceed with the punishment." Things started to go black, William was sure Master Samuel would spare him no mercy. Six strokes of the cane and what was it he had said about it being no ordinary silly schoolboy cane, could he take it like a man? Master Samuel's hands grabbed William firmly by the arms on both sides of his body. William's brain told him to resist but resistance would have been futile. His hand pushed from the back of his head, to my front, William felt the soft cushioning of the punishment bench. Firmly William was placed where. William's arms in front of him were strapped and his legs restrained, he could not move. The pain was excruciating an William groaned! William failed himself to hide the scream of agony he instinctively cried out. Before I could gasp enough air to fuel the pumping of adrenaline through his body the second stroke beat him harder than the first. William twisted against his restraints but escape was absolutely impossible. With the third stroke the pain increased to several times the initial intensity, every nerve in my body was writhing with the hurt. In the darkness spots and waves of colors began to swim in front of his eyes. The fourth stroke hit but my body was shutting down its senses as a natural protection, yes it hurt but there is a level beyond which pain does not intensify it only prolongs. William remembered thinking it was almost over, just two more. Number five, he gritted my teeth and steeled to hang on, it would soon be over. Number six and William screamed, "Jonathan!" William heart was beating so fast he thought it would burst out of his chest. He just lay there, pain surging through his body. Slowly he began to regain reality. It was over! William opened his eyes. Master Samuel untied him from the punishment bench and put him to his trebling feet. He gave him a white pair of small tight boy briefs to wear, "From now on, you will wear your tight briefs, no nudity for you anymore. I want to see the outline of your boy cock. Stroke it light through the cotton if it shrinks, slave boy. I know you will follow my orders. Your Master is sure of that! Don't disappoint me again, and if you do, face the consequences, slave boy." William smiled at Master Samuel who turned his back on him. Please let me know what you think at groeiutrecht@gmail.com and don't forget to donate to Nifty as they do an amazing job.