by usemeinva

Chapter 20

Early the next morning I heard a click at the foot of the bed. Master didn’t give me any instructions so I continued to lay under Master’s bed. In a short time, Master got out of bed. He yelled at me to get out of the cage. I was confused because I was locked in. Master explained that the click I heard was the timed lock. When I heard that it was my signal to get up and get myself ready for the day’s service. I was to shower and clean myself out. After that, I was to come and kneel at Master’s bed until I receive further instructions.

Master was kind and said that he had not given me instructions so my punishment would be mild. I was instructed to lay my chest on the bed. Master took his belt from his pants and gave me twenty licks on my ass. I appreciated Master reinforcing his instructions with my punishment. Next time I would do better.

Master informed me that today we would travel to his University, as the Thanksgiving Break was now over. He informed me that I would carry his luggage out to his car and pack it in his trunk. Since he had just come home for the weekend it was mostly a small bag and a large laundry bag. I imagined that in the future the laundry would be my responsibility to take care of for Master. First, he would use me as a urinal then assist with his shower and dressing. I, of course, would be naked not only for the trip but for the rest of my life. Once he was dressed he went down to have a last breakfast with his parent. I waited patiently in his room for his return. When he did he brought with him a bowl of leftovers from his breakfast. He sat it down in front of me and hocked up a loogie and spat in the food. I was instructed to eat it without using my hands. I was hungry so I instantly complied with Master’s orders.

Next, I carried Master’s stuff to his car and waited by his trunk to put it inside while he said goodbye to his family. Master came and opened the trunk and I put the stuff in the trunk. Master ordered me to sit in the passenger seat. I went as ordered. Master got in the car and we took off.

“Slave, sometimes you will ride here when I intend to have you service my cock while I drive or I just want to play with your ass. Sometimes you will be tied up in the backseat or even the trunk. Heck, there may even be times when you are caged or strapped to the roof of the car.”

I looked at him with shock and he said, “Yes, slave. You will do whatever you are ordered to do even if you do not like it.”

After we had ridden for several minutes Master ordered me to present my ass for his pleasure. I turned in the seat so that my head was towards the floor of the car and my ass was easily accessible to Master. He started fingering my hole without the benefit of any lube. Then he spits on my hole and inserted the first two then three fingers deep in my hole. After many minutes Master removed his fingers from my hole and reached over and pulled something out of the glove compartment above my head. I quickly felt it was a buttplug. Master informed me that the buttplug had a blinking light on it that was sure to get the attention of other drivers and passengers as we continued down the road. Once it was inserted I was ordered to pull Master’s cock from his pants and service it for the remainder of the trip. I was also instructed to make sure my ass was plainly in sight to pass cars out the passenger window. Of course, I complied with the Master’s wishes. I was pleased to have the opportunity to service his amazing cock.

As we traveled on I had the opportunity to swallow not one by two loads of Master’s cum and drank his piss so he didn’t need to stop at the rest area. Soon Master slowed to a stop. He ordered me to sit in the seat and look out of my window. We were not at his University but at what was obviously a bar or club of some kind. Master explained that the club was called, “No Limits.” It’s a club where slaves are auctioned off nightly to men to use with no limits for a period of time. The name is almost one hundred percent true. The only limit is the slave must be returned at the end of the purchased period of time in a condition that it can be auctioned either that evening or the next or the buyer must pay double the amount of purchase for each day that the slave is out of service.

Master asked what I thought of the place and would I be willing to be auctioned off to a complete stranger for any use they might wish to use me for. I replied that it did not matter what I thought, that I was his property to use as he wishes. Master was pleased and said perhaps we’ll come back tonight and auction you off for a couple of hours just to give you a taste of the place. I have a feeling you may enjoy it and want to come back often.” We continued on to the University where Master parked his car in a parking lot. I was instructed to get out and get Master’s things from the trunk. Without being told I followed him along the walkway. Along the way, there were various bondage places where slaves could be restrained and used by their Masters or presumably left for anyone to use. Master noted me looking at them and said that yes I would be left there from time to time. It was required by the University as part of the fees Master had to pay for my housing and meals. But it would be a while before it was my turn to serve there. From time to time as we walked, I noticed another naked slave walking either alone or with his Master in the distance. I felt a bit less self-conscious about my nudity.

Soon we reached the Master’s dorm and then his room. The room was a bit smaller than I expected but Master apparently didn’t have to share it with a roommate. I did notice that the bed had a cage under it like the one in his bedroom at home. I suspected that would be my home more often than not. Master instructed me to put his stuff away and showed me where everything was to go. While I completed my assigned task Master slipped out of the room and returned with another slave. He introduced the slave as the dorm’s alpha slave. He explained that I was expected to serve him as I would any Master unless told otherwise by a non-slave.

The slave instructed me to follow him for a tour of the dorm and the slave facilities in it. The first stop was the Master’s restroom. He explained that we were never to use this restroom but that we were each responsible for keeping either a toilet, urinal or part of the floor clean with our tongues each day. I noticed that some of the toilets and urinals were different than the others. The other slave explained that those were usually only usable on the weekends or other times when someone was holding a party in their room in the dorm. At that time there was access to the other end of the plumbing below the floor where slaves were required to drink the piss and eat the shit of the Masters in attendance. He explained that I may be assigned that duty but often the Master hosting the party arranged for outside slaves to handle that duty.

The next stop was a small dungeon room with various bondage devices such as a sling, a cross, and a bench. There were whips, paddles dildos, buttplugs, and other implements of torture hanging on the walls. There was a second door, this one wider than the one to the hall, in the room, it led to a staging area. The slave said that Masters frequently like to show off their slaves to others in the dorm and they will bring their slaves here to use and abuse them for an audience. He said there was a larger auditorium in the slave center on campus that I will be introduced to tomorrow.

The final stop on the tour was the slave bathrooms. There was simply a hole in the floor for us to piss and shit in. The slave explained that many slaves were ordered to eat and drink their own piss and shit most of the time. Not to worry too much about the diet that most of us eat we don’t often shit. Nearby were several nozzles sticking up from the floor and a shelf above them with cups. The slave grabbed a large cup off the shelf and sat it down next to one of the nozzles. Next, he positioned himself above one of the nozzles and sat with it inserted in his hole he lowered himself on the nozzle until his ass cheeks rested on some handles. The pressure on the handles caused a jet of water to invade his hole. They water-filled his ass and I could see his abdomen expand from the water in it.

After a minute or so he stood and lowered his ass over the cup and he released the water into the cup soon it overflowed and bits of shit floated on the top of the cup. The slave picked up the cup and swallowed it all. He explained that his Master has ordered him to do so. He asked if my Master had done so and I shook my head no. He told me to do it next. I lowered myself over the nozzle and soon felt the water filling my ass. The slave told me to stay put until I thought I couldn’t take any more water and then count to 30 before standing. He instructed me that since I didn’t have to drink the water to squat over the hole and release the water after counting two minutes. As I released the water he squatted over the nozzle and repeated the process. He said it usually took three times to completely clean out. He only had to drink the first time since it had the most shit. I was instructed to repeat the process two more times.

Once that was done I was shown the slave showers where I was to clean myself each morning after cleaning out my ass. I was told that he was instructed to say that the water for the showers was the drain water from the Master’s showers as well as the urinals above. He said that even if it were true about the urinals, which he doubted, it was so diluted that it didn’t much matter anyway. He was sure that the Master’s didn’t want their “clean” slaves smelling of piss. I was instructed to shower using the soap and shampoo provided. I then was told to open my mouth to the shower to rinse my mouth out. The towels provided felt more like sandpaper than cloth but they did get me dry.

We then returned to Master’s room where he ordered me to my knees and instructed me to service the slave in gratitude for the tour. I instantly complied and gave the slave a job that soon had him moaning with pleasure. Once he shot his load in my throat he thanked me for my service and left the room.

Master ordered me to stand that we were returning to No Limits where I would be auctioned off. Once we arrived I was told to get out of the car. A leash was attached to my collar and a padlock locked my wrists behind my back. We walked together towards the entrance. Once inside Master spoke to the person at the door in a hushed tone so I couldn’t hear. The man lead us to a small platform where I was ordered to stand. The platform was about three feet off the floor. The man looked me over including inspecting my hole with his finger. He then rang a bell that hung overhead and soon a crowd gathered around. The man explained that I was being auctioned off to the highest bidder with the only limits that it was only for two hours and that I had to remain at the bar. Soon the bidding commenced and it was so loud I really couldn’t hear what was being said. Soon I was sold to a man who came and took hold of my leash and Master handed him the keys to my cuffed wrist. He whispered in my Master’s ear and he followed my temporary Master and me into an adjoining room.

My temporary Master handed some cash to my Master and then informed me that he was completely straight and had no interest in using me sexually but he wanted to have a game of slave darts. When I looked at him with a confused stare he laughed and explained he and his friends would play and that I would serve as the dartboard. I was led to a bench where I was bent over and my wrists were released from behind my back and locked stretching me towards the floor. My ankles were likewise restrained spread apart so that my hole was exposed to my Master and his friends. Once I was completely retrained, I felt the rings of the board being painted on my ass.

The game began with my Master and my temporary Master each being the captain of one of the teams. The points of the darts were sharp but weren’t all that painful compared to other pains I had experienced. After about an hour my temporary Master ordered me released from that position and had me restrained arms above my head and ankles to the floor I was stretched tight and a new dartboard was drawn on my stomach and chest. About that time I could feel drops of blood run down my legs behind me. The game continued with the new board. The darts were a bit more painful on my stomach. Once one of the players missed and hit my balls. He laughed, so I’m not so sure how accidental it was. After another hour the game was over and my temporary Master handed my leash back to my Master who lead me from the bar. This time I was ordered into the trunk on some paper I guess he didn’t want to get blood on the upholstery.

Once back in the dorm Master ordered me to bend over I thought he was going to tend to my wounds from the darts, however, he grabbed a bit of sandpaper and rubbed it over my ass only aggravating the wounds and making my ass raw. I was ordered to my knees where I was ordered to service his cock then he filled my mouth with both his cum and his piss. Then I was ordered into the cage under his bed and instructed to sleep with my raw ass on the floor.