by usemeinva

Chapter 26

The next morning I got up and did my morning prep. I was surprised when I returned to Master’s room. The door was cracked open when I returned and Master told me to enter. I knelt at Master’s feet and he used me for His morning piss. Then He ordered me over the bed and he roughly fucked me depositing His load deep in my hole. When He was done he ordered me again to my knees. He kissed my forehead and told me that today the officials from the school were coming to interview me and others about me taking the position with them for winter break and after. He said He expected me to do my very best and said that they would likely want to use me to see my abilities and likely would also abuse me as well. He expected me to obey them as if what they said were said by Him.

He told me that he had something very special planned for me this evening and that when the interview was over I’d be spending the rest of the day servicing men similar to how I did yesterday. I nodded. Master again kissed me on the forehead and told me to go to the center and have an amazing interview and make Him proud. He knew I would.

On the way to the slave center I was approached by a Sir that inquired if my Master had given me permission to service others. I informed Him that Master had not allowed me to provide service this morning but I would be serving at the slave center later today. He nodded and continued on his way. When I arrived at the center I was told to kneel on the floor in the corner and that the Men from the School would come and get me when they were ready. After about thirty minutes I noticed two men walking in my direction. They were with the Alpha slave from Master’s dorm. Alpha bowed to the Men and told them it was a pleasure talking with them. He looked at me as he walked off and smiled. I was sure They had been talking to him about me.

The Men led me to a private mini dungeon and they each took seats and ordered me to kneel. They said that they had just talked with the Alpha slave and that he had told them about my punishment night and other things that he had observed about me. They seemed to be quite impressed. They explained that there would be essentially three parts to my job. First I would be used to demonstrate to the new slaves how a slave should behave including how to be used sexually as well as abuse. I would also be used as a dummy for the new Masters to practice on before they received their new slaves. The final part of my job would be to mentor the new slaves to help them adjust to their new roles. One of the Men said he was certain I could handle the first two parts with no problems based on what the Alpha slave had told them. They had also met with the trainers at Elite Slave Auction’s Slave Center that they were the ones who first mentioned me as candidate.

He continued to say that their main concern was the last part of my duties. He explained that the evenings in particular there would be times that the new slaves would be left solely with me to talk about their feelings and concerns. I would be free to be honest with them without fear of punishment. He said that I would also use that time to acclimate them to being a slave including being comfortable being used sexually. He said that by law they couldn’t be used sexually until New Years Day which the law sees as the birthday for all slaves so on that day they will all be considered eighteen and legal regardless of their actual age. He wanted to know if I had any ideas on how to constructively use that time.

The first thing that came to mind was to force them to have lots of body contact with each other. I said that I was sure that many of the new slaves were straight but would be expected to serve gay Masters sexually. The Men both nodded. So I continued that for straight boys just the thought of being naked with another boy is hard to deal with at time. One of the first things I would do it force lots of skin to skin contact between the new slaves. Nothing that would be sexually stimulating except maybe some kissing. I would also do some games where the goal is to teach the slaves that their pain leads to their Master’s pleasure. Right off the top of my head I have some ideas but need to work out some details in my head. I would also have them serve as urinals for each other.

“Those sound like some good ideas.”

“I would ask that I be allowed to keep anything the trainees tell me in these sessions private. If they think they cannot trust me they won’t be honest with me and anything I try to teach them will be useless.”

“I think that sounds reasonable at least to start with.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

I was instructed to mount the spanking bench and each of the Men fucked each of my holes and then one used a paddle on my ass while the other used his belt on my back. I did take it all with no reaction at all. I simply allowed them to use me as they pleased. They seemed pleased and well satisfied when they were done.

I was told to return to my kneeling position and they said that they wanted me to know some basics of how things would work. The told me that if I received the position, I would arrive at the school on what they called stripping day. He explained that stripping day was the day that the future slaves who had been attending classes with the general students would be called up on stage and stripped of their clothing and that they would like me never wear clothing again. After stripping each of the slaves would be displayed in a glass display case where they could be ordered to show themselves off to their classmates. The classmates would be able to see but not touch until after they returned from winter break. The slaves of course would not be permitted a break and would spend that time in training with me and the trainers. They would learn through my demonstrations how to suck cock, get fucked, take a beating and be used as a toliet. Once the students returned from break their classmates would be able to bid to purchase membership in the Future Slaveowners Club. There would be one Club Member for each slave. Later they would randomly draw numbers and in the order of their numbers be able to select one of the slaves as their property. Shortly after the beginning of the new term the new slaves will take part in a ceremony where they will receive their slave brand he nodded towards my own brand on my chest. They would also have their anal cherry taken by one of the future owners. The slaves would not be able to see who the new owners are and in fact would not know until they were selected by their future owner. I nodded. After that selection I would be around a few more days to help the new slaves adjust to their new owners then I would be returned to my Master.

The Men asked if I had any questions, I shook my head. They said, “Good.” and that they wanted to talk to one more slave before they made a final decision and they would let my Master know later today. With that I was dismissed. I stood and left the room. As I was leaving I saw the food service slave waiting outside he looked at me and smiled and nodded my way. I reported to the center’s trainers who lead me down the hall I had been in the previous day. Then we turned in a different direction and I was taken to a wall where one other slave was restrained with leather straps to the wall as if it were a X-cross. I was ordered to take the same position and I was also strapped in. The trainer had me look to my right where I saw a wall full of various whips, floggers, paddles, crops and just about every other type of implement of punishment. I would be spending the rest of the day taking beatings from any Man who wanted to give me one.

Surprisingly I did not get much interest from the Men passing though. A couple felt up my ass and gave me a few hand slaps on it but I was not given even a single beating. After a couple hours of silent anticipation I first felt a hand on my ass then a whisper in my ear asking why my ass wasn’t good and red. I recognized my Master’s voice and said, “No one has beaten me, Sir.”

“I guess we need to rectify that then don’t we?”

“Anything You wish, Master.”

“Let me see, which implement should I use on you?”

“Anything You wish, Master.”

“Good slave. Let’s try this one.”

I wasn’t sure what Master had chosen until I felt the paddle on my ass. He then rubbed it against my reddened flesh before giving me a second swat. He repeated the process until I had received 25 swats. Once he was done he caressed my ass rubbing some of the soreness away then kissed me on the neck. “slave, I just got off the phone with the school that interviewed you this morning. They were very impressed with your interview and what they heard from both the Alpha slave and the slave from the dining hall. You have the job. I am extremely pleased. While I will miss you while you are gone, I know this experience will make you an even better slave for Me when you return. In honor of this we are going out to dinner tonight to celebrate before we go to the surprise I promised you this morning.” My heart fluttered with pride that I had pleased Master.

Master released me from the wall and helped me walk to the dorm. Once we arrived I was told to go clean myself inside and out as always and then return to the room. I was waiting for Master when he returned from his own shower. He let us into His room and He ordered me to kneel. I did while he started dressing. I was shocked when I saw him putting on a tuxedo. Wow apparently we are going to someplace special to celebrate. Master further surprised me when he reached in his drawer and pulled out another bow tie this one had a magnet instead of a clasp and he affixed it to my collar. He then selected a leash from his closet that matched my bow tie and attached it to my collar. Master checked himself one last time in the mirror then ordered me to stand and lead me out to his car. I was ordered into the trunk. I hear.d Master get in the car and started it and left. I have no idea where we were going but we arrived in what I guessed was about 20 minutes. When we arrived at our destination I could hear Master get out of the car and he didn’t let me out of the trunk. I hoped he hadn’t forgotten me. But I knew Master wouldn’t forget me. Soon he returned and got me out of the trunk. Once I was standing he looked me over and pulled me towards what from the outside looked like a very fine restaurant.

Once we were at the door, Master ordered me to my knees and told me to crawl with him to the table. The Maitre d’ escorted us to a table for one. I remained on my knees as Master took his seat. He ordered himself a huge slab of prime rib with baked potato and Caesar salad. Then he ordered me a deluxe slave dinner to be served in a dog bowl on the floor. I kissed Master’s feet and rested my head on Master’s shoe until our meals were served. After a few minutes the naked slave waiter brought our meals. I couldn’t see Master’s but mine was delicious. It was scraps cut off of the prime rib and cut up pieces of baked potato that may have overcooked to be served to real men. It was easily the most delicious meal I had eaten since before I became a slave. I smiled not only inside but outside as well at how pleased Master must have been with my service to Him. I finished my meal and looked up at Master with tears of happiness in my eyes. Master looked down and noticed the tears and petted my head. I rubbed my face against Master’s leg to show my appreciation. Soon he was also done and paid the bill. He wiped his face with his napkin and then wiped my face as well. He stood and tugged my leash and I followed him to the car where once again I was ordered into the trunk. Before Master closed the lid He said I hoped that I enjoyed the second part of the evening as much as I did the first.

After a short ride, Master opened the trunk and let me out. I could see that we were at a large arena. The marquee showed that tonight was a series of Fight2Death matches. I was uneasy as Master led me to the entrance. Master showed his ticket and we entered the arena. Soon after Master whispered something to one of the ushers and the usher spoke into a walkie talkie. In short order a gentleman in a nice suit approached Master and led us off down the hallway. Soon we were taken to a locker room. The gentleman opened the door and invited us in. I stepped back to allow Master to enter first but he pushed me forward. Once inside I noticed the occupant was my co-slave from the Training Center. I reached out to hug him and he returned it. He thanked me for coming. He said that this was his first match tonight and slaves are allowed to have a guest at ringside for their matches and he wanted me and my Master. I was at first touched then sad because I realized that he could die in the match and I would be there to witness it. He saw the concern on my face but quickly let me know that only the main event matches were actually fight to the death. That being said, the loser of my match tonight will receive a severe beating at the hand of the winner and then be taken back stage where he will also receive a second severe beating from his Master. If I lose I may wish I was dead when it is done. I do not plan on losing. The second match tonight is what they call a “Bet your Balls match.” The loser will have his balls cut off and thrown to the audience. The third and final match will be the main event and like the old movie Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome two slaves enter one will leave. Sooner or later that will be me as well but I will be ready for it when it comes. I will not go out easily trust me.

Master explained that the ring where the match would take place is a large round ball so that the slave participants are forced into close proximity. They really cannot escape each other. As the time goes on starting at the top and working its way down the cage slowly becomes electrified. So it makes even climbing up on the sides of the cage impossible. And in the Fight2Death matches after a certain time weapons begin to be inserted into the cage such as knives, brass knuckles, even chain saws. However obtaining the weapons usually comes at a cost such as being shocked by the wall of the cage in order to reach them. So frequently the weapons are ignored. Other than that there are few if any rules. The slave nodded in agreement.

The slave informed me that he would be with him as he walked out to the ring. My Master was taken to his seat in the arena. The slave then told me that as his guest I would have a few responsibilities. First I would be the only one to stop the match if he was losing. I was to jump to my feet and tap on the cage three times. He said he only want to do this under the more dire circumstances. Secondly, If he won, I would select and hand him the implements used to beat the other slave and it would be my decision when to stop. If he lost it would be my responsibility to carry him or help him back to the locker room for his second beating. I nodded. Soon the promoter came and got us. It was time to go to the ring.

I couldn’t believe the size of the crowd. The light show was amazing. Soon we were at the ring and I was taken to the slaves corner where I was instructed to sit on the floor. The other fighter also entered the ring with his slave companion. Soon the match began and the slave started off well I watched intently. It was all I could do to remain seated on the floor. I wanted to get up and scream encouragement to him. Things were going quite well until the other slave managed to get in a very hard direct punch directly to “my” slave’s balls. He instantly dropped to the bottom of the cage but did manage to crawl to the side of the cage and as the other slave approached to follow up on the blow, surprised him with a direct kick to the other slaves balls and the other slave also dropped to the bottom of the cage. After what seemed like an eternity “my” slave rolled over and climbed on top of the other slave and started choking him. He only stopped for just a moment had slugged him in the balls again before continuing to choke him. The ball punch had caused him to expel all of his breath and then the choke hold would not allow him to get any breath back soon he had passed out and “my” slave started slugging his face and in no time his face was a bloody mess. After a few moments of this the other slave’s slave jumped up and tapped on the cage. I jumped up and down celebrating. The gate to the cage opened and the promoter entered and raised “my” slaves hand in victory. A small opening at the top of the ball opened and a chain with two cuffs was lowered. The promoter cuffed the slave’s wrists and the chain was raised causing the now only semi-conscious slave to be lifted towards the top of the cage. Soon he was raised enough that his feet no longer touched the floor of the cage and the strain on is shoulders from supporting his weight caused him to become more awake. A cart of implements was rolled out and I was told to select the implement for the beating. There were a lot of things available, some I hadn’t even seen before. I finally selected a shorter whip that hard steel barbs embedded in the leather. I was told to hand it to “my” slave through the cage. He started whipping the losing slave. He whipped first his ass then his back and legs before whipping his chest and cock. At that point I thought that he had enough especially since I knew he had another beating coming in his locker room. I called a stop to the beating. “My” slave was ordered to stop and he left the cage and gave me a huge hug. Soon we were walking back to his locker room to the cheers of the crowd.

When we got back to the locker room “my” slave told me that he would likely have at least a couple more fights at this level before he would be moved up to the “Bet Your Balls” level. I was glad for that at least. He asked my Master who was waiting on me if I might be his companion at a future match that I was his lucky charm. Master only said “We shall see.” I gave the slave another hug and then Master took me from the locker room. He said he thought I had enough excitement for the night so he decided to take me back to the dorm. When we reached the car I expected to be placed once again in the trunk but Master invited me to the passenger seat. Once we got back to the dorm, I was told to remove the bow tie and climb into Master’s bed. He undressed and joined me. Soon we were both asleep. Today had been a long day for sure.