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How I Became a Fag Slave… … and Learned to Love It. Ch 19

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By Robert | 4:50 PM EDT, Sat October 23, 2021
Ch 19

How I Became a Fag Slave...
... and Learned to Love It.

by usemeinva

Chapter 19

I awakened the next morning to the gentle at the first flow of Master’s piss filling my mouth. Eventually, the flow got stronger until I could barely keep up with the flow. But I did manage. I was actually proud of myself for being able to serve Master in such a way. Once he was done, Master told me that he had a special day planned for us since this was his last day at home before he would return to his campus where of course I would accompany him. He explained that we would be taking a ride out into the country to a private area. Well, he elaborated that he would be riding and I would be pulling the cart. He said that once we arrive that I would satisfy his each and every need which would include his fucking each of my holes.

At that point, he took me by the chin and made me look right in his eyes. You will also be receiving a severe beating there. This beating will be much worse than what you will normally receive and far worse than any routine punishment session. I want you to understand now and I will tell you again at the time of the beating that you have done nothing wrong, as a matter of fact, you have been the perfect slave since you arrived here. Yes, there were some issues at the Training Center, and I have seen all of it. Yes everything there is video tapped and I saw what you did and the punishments you received for it. I feel that you have learned some valuable lessons and I don’t see you repeating those mistakes again, but if you do you will wish you were back at the Center.

“Yes, Master”

“Now let’s get up and out the door, my mother is still a bit queasy about having a naked slave around the house so the less she sees of you the better for now. He led me out of the backdoor of the house to the garage where the buggy I would be pulling was kept and he hooked me up. The harness was a bit more comfortable than that I was trained with early on. Master climbed into the buggy and I felt the whip on my back as my signal to go. There were clamps on each of my nipples that were attached to the reins when one was pulled I knew that was the direction to go. Once we got to the edge of town I felt the whip on my back again a bit harder than before, my signal to pick up the pace.

I was a bit out of practice but it came back to me quickly. I just hoped my stamina held out. Soon enough, Master directed me off the road onto a gravel drive. The gravel hurt my feet but I did my best to maintain the pace Master ordered. Shortly I felt a slight tug on both nipples indicating for me to slow down. After a few more yards I was ordered to a complete stop. There was really nothing around. No tent, no cabin, nothing. Just a big fallen log. Master got off the buggy and came to me and started taking off the harness. Master asked, “I frequently won’t give you options slave but since this is going to be my first truly brutal use of you, I will give you the option. Do you want to be restrained for it or not?”

“Sir, this slave is your property and this slave trusts you fully and completely. Do as you wish, Master.”

“I hope you do not regret that decision slave. Get over to that log and bend over it ass up.”

I stepped over to the log and bent over eagerly awaiting Master’s cock in my ass. I had little time to wait. There was no prep, no anything, Master just slammed his wonderful cock in my hole and brutally fuck it like he would never get another chance. After several minutes of the roughest fucking I had ever experienced I felt Master flood my ass with the largest load of cum I ever felt there. He pulled his cock out and without ceremony shoved it down my throat. I could taste a mix of his cum and my ass juices on his cock.

If anything the fucking of my throat was even more brutal than the one he gave my ass. My well-used throat was used to such invasion by this point so I had no trouble taking it. All too soon my throat was flooded with Master’s spunk. I savored every drop that I was able to taste but most of it went straight down my throat.

“Ok slave, I’m glad you didn’t want to be restrained that makes this next part easier. Lay on your back on the ground.”

Master sat on my face and proceeded to shit in my mouth as he was doing it he instructed me not to swallow but to hold it in my mouth. Then he finished off my pissing in my mouth for the second time that day. I was instructed to hold that as well.

“Slave now is time for your beating. I want you to remember that this is not punishment for anything you have done wrong. It is merely my way of reinforcing in you that you belong to me. That you are my property for the rest of your life. I want you to stand and hold your arms out parallel to the ground.”

As I did this I heard Master return to the buggy and return with a bag. The bag I was to discover contained various implements of pure torture. First Master secured a ball stretcher to my balls and I soon discovered the inside of the stretched is lined with sharp needles that pierced my sack. Then to top it off he attached a heavy weight that stretched my balls until I was expecting them to be torn off. Master suggest to me to stay still as possible for what was coming if the weight gets swinging it will only hurt worse.

Next weighted nipple clamps were attached to each of my nipples and a ball gag was inserted in my mouth. I was not looking forward to the beating I was about to receive but I was honored to be of any use my Master needed me for. Master started my beating with 50 lashes of the whip on my back, followed by 50 on my ass and legs, and ended with the whip with 50 lashes to my chest. At that point, I was ordered to bend over and present my ass where I took 100 swats from a nasty little paddle that must have had 100 little tacks in it. Just when I thought he was done, He ordered m to stand and he gave me another 100 with the same paddle to each of my thighs front, back and sides especially the inner thighs. I knew the trip home would be difficult. I had to be a bloody mess. Then Master informed me that there was one more punishment I would have to endure before we would return home. I was again instructed to lay across the log and lift my feet. Master removed a short piece of barbed wire from the bag. He proceeded to beat the soles of my feet with it until they were raw. Yes, the trip home was going to be excruciating.

Once he was done Master ordered me to my knees again and he pissed again in my mouth. He laughed and said that should keep me hydrated on the way home. I was led back to the buggy and after the nipple clamps were removed and replaced with the ones for the buggy. The pain was incredible. Then Master informed me that the ball stretched was staying on for the trip home only it would have a much lighter weight attached.

Master snapped the whip on my bloody back and I started off towards home. If I thought Master was going to be more gentle on the trip home I was sadly mistaken. He expected the same pace and the same responsiveness from me as on the trip to the woods. I was much relieved when I saw the familiar sights of my new home. Master had me put the buggy away and clean my blood off the harness. Then he ordered me out into the yard where he hosed me down with icy cold water to stop the bleeding and finally allowed me to swallow his shit and piss. Then he took me to his bedroom where he applied some of the miracle ointment from the Center to my wounds. He said he would normally not do this but he wanted me to look good for my presentation to his friends tomorrow on campus. He did remind me that it would double the pain I felt though.

“slave, I want you to know I am very proud of how you served me today. Not once did you question or even for a moment hesitate to follow an order I gave you. For this reason, I’m giving you the remainder of the night off but that does come at a cost. You will spend the night in your cage. He pointed to the underside of his bed which for the first time I noticed had bars around it. There was a door in the foot in and I was directed to enter. I crawled in on my belly and quickly fell asleep on the bare floor.

 

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