Master Brett and Slave Mark, the BDSM Rookie Chapter (3)
I'm amazed that I got home in one piece, my mind was drifting all over the place, at this time of night the traffic wasn't bad, but I had a thousand and one things running through my head, and the fact that my silky covered cock would not go down. Both my little head and big head kept going back and reflecting on the events of the night. Even as I looked in the rear vision mirror, I pictured my lips and mouth wrapped around that beautiful piece of meat, the same one that spewed Master Brett's heavenly juices down my throat, I even subconsciously brought my hand up to my mouth and lips, hoping and praying that I may have left some essence of Master Brett somewhere on my lips.
It certainly was a night to remember and what's more I have a strong feeling that there will be lots more in store. Once inside the safety of my house, I quickly shed the clothing I had on, and once again marvelled at my cock as stood straight out , straining every thread of the cum soaked garment, It was only pre-cum, but the amount was enough to drench the material, and the flimsy silk weave did nothing to prevent any leakage. I could not take it any longer I had to do something to ease the ache, no sooner had I grabbed my shaft and it started to swell in my hand. Gone was the image of me conquering some female, now I was face with the powerful memory Master Brett's horse cock pounding my throat, and the wild promises I offered to him as I pleasured him. It was all too much for my pathetic cock, it started to spasm everywhere, my knees grew weak and my fisting actions became more erratic, my eyes rolled back, then I stiffened out, you could have crushed walnuts between my thighs, I squeezed that tight. Then with a blood curdling scream, I once again covered my hand, fingers and palm. After I released my grip on my cock and allowed it to return to its natural colour, I slumped to my knees, the carpet taking my full weight, I have pulled myself off on many occasions, and I felt a great sense of pleasure and relief, but this was different, as if I was building to this point in time, and every orgasm prior was just a practice run. Slowly my body returned to normal and I managed to find my way into the shower, and my endless thoughts of what was!, what is!, and what might be!.
It was probably the best Wednesday of all time, and certainly one that I'll remember forever. The day and night had finally taken its toll on me and I couldn't keep awake any longer, and as I drifted off to sleep, the constant vision of me on my knees sucking Master Brett's cock, brought a smile to my face, as darkness descended on me.
The next morning, during our coffee break, Tim approached me and we started a conversation about my night out, and did I get lucky?. I'm sure that Tim is a liberal minded guy , but I'm not about to tell him that some guy with a giant horse cock tried to chock me with it, as I gave him a blow job, and that I was now his sex toy. So, I made up some bullshit about some female, but didn't think it would amount to much, and no, I didn't get lucky, but at least I'm out and about and back in the game. "Keep trying, I'm sure you'll find someone, it's good to see a smile on your face again." After smoko, everybody drifted back to work, and I looked over a few spread sheets for stock inventory, and as I was wrapping up one set of numbers the phone rang.
"G/Day Bitch, just thought I'd ring to see if you're Ok after last night's fun, I hope you enjoyed your first night as a submissive, I know I did." I casually looked around my office and the surrounding area to see if I was completely alone. "Master, it was fantastic, I have never felt so alive, and I couldn't resist pulling myself off as soon as I got home, you and your magnificent cock filled my every thought". "Glad to hear it, now this is what I want you to do, when you're out and about cruising around with your job, I want you to go to an adult sex shop, ( I suggest in the next town, in case someone sees you). I'll text you a shopping list, and I want you to purchase everything on the list, read all the instructions carefully and I'll meet you at my place on Friday night, at 9.00pm, DON'T BE LATE.
About an hour later, I read the text message and scanned the shopping list. 1x enema kit, (I already covered that base) 3x Butt plugs of varying sizes, 2 x Sets of Japanese Clover clamps, 1x penis mouth gag , 1x blindfold and a large tub of lube . WOW, now I knew my life had changed, never in my wildest dreams , did I ever think I'd be reading a shopping list like this, but on the plus side of the ledger, I knew of a Gay adult shop in the next town, and with any luck, they'll be able to help sort out this crazy list. With my job I'm always out and about resourcing something, talking to potential customers, or checking in with the boys on job sites, so there was no big deal with me getting out of the office, I just let Tim know I'd been gone for a while , then disappeared. I'd made my way over to the next town, parked the park discretely and walked into the store, from the entrance all the way back to the rear of the shop, it was wall to wall toys and equipment, of every conceivable shape and colour. This was a far cry from anything I'd seen before, my vanilla life never showed me anything like this before, I'm sure I walked around the store with my mouth open, and an increasing bulge in my pants.
"Hello, you look totally lost, I guess it's your first time shopping with us" I turned around to see a smartly dressed young man, dressed in shop colours; he held out his hand and introduced himself as Dale. "Yes you certainly can, my name is Mark, and you picked it, I'm new to this. I learnt a long time ago that if you start dancing around the truth, it just gets messy, and I had no real clue what, or where things were going, so I told dale the truth about my list. "No problem Mark, judging by your list, I'm guessing, submissive, don't worry you're not the first slave to come here with a list. My Dominate, Sir David is always giving me a list of things to get, toys to bring home. Anyway back to your list, we have everything you need, and probably a few others, I'll give you the grand tour, and as we walk around we'll gather your toys. So how long have you been a submissive", Dale asked, "Approximately one 5 days 6 hours", he just laughed, "What's your Dominates Name? Master Brett, I told him, I'd met him at the club last Saturday; it was my first time there as well. "I think I know him, and I'm sure Sir David does, all these Dominates know of one another. Every now and then the dominates and slave get together and have a cook out, have a few drinks and fool around, play a few games, and somebody ends up on their knees. I was taking in everything Dale said, and as we walked through the aisles, we casual selected butt plugs, ( slightly bigger than I would have purchased) but Dale recommended I go bigger and wider, because as you get used to the toys , you tend to loosen up, trust me you will loosen up, and enjoy it more. This shopping thing was easy, and I had definitely fallen on my feet, Dale showed my things that I'd never seen before, but was kind enough to run me through how things worked. The nipple clamps are fantastic Dale said, "Once they are applied, the more you pull them the harder they pinch, and applied correctly DO NOT COME OFF, We'll throw in some weights to make life a bit more interesting". Next we came across various blind folds, Dale suggested a soft leather scarf that could be tied, but easily removed. We moved onto the selves that stored lube, once again Dale pointed me towards the one that he and Sir David used, saying that it was slightly smoother and without odours. The final thing on the list was the penis gag, and with a raised eye brow and a slight smile, we ventured into the bondage section, stopping at a rack that contained all sorts of gags. My ever helpful Dale pointed to a couple of options, and once again suggested a particular one that had a strap and buckle; he even offered to help me try it on. As he fastened it at the back of my head, the ball gag went in my mouth, and penis stuck straight out, "You look lovely, as you can appreciate, Master Brett may want you to use it on his arse, as he lowers onto it or have you fuck someone else with the gag, while he's using your butt for his pleasure. Of course the gag and ball can be reverse, filling your mouth with the cock and keeping you fairly quiet. But remember this, not all Dominates and submissives play at the same level, some go a little or a lot harder than others, Some Dominates like the feel of some ones tongue or a cock in their arse, some definitely DO NOT. Sir David , whom I love dearly is a true Alfa Male , and doesn't like certain things , but will subject me to what pleases him, He doesn't like sucking cock , but will drill my throat and arse at the drop of a hat. BUT THAT IS HOW WE PLAY, You and Master Brett will make your own rules, and set limits, but most of all have fun. Now let's get that off you". As he released the buckle and my mouth readjusted back to normal, Dale asked if there was anything else he could help me with. I told him that "Master Brett had me wear silky under wear on our first meeting, and I must admit that I enjoyed the feeling", "say no more, follow me", then two aisles over I was confronted by racks and racks of female attire, What would a Sissy Slave like you like, I really don't know but I like these, pointing towards stockings and garters. "Good choice, but let your journey evolve a bit first, then give Master Brett a surprise when you wear them for him". "I can't thank you enough, you have made this so easy, but I do have to get back to work, "OK let's pay for these and you can get going, my shift is almost over, and I need to get to my other job, "so you don't work here full time," "no, I run a team of guys in the science field, doing ecology work."
As I paid for my items, I bid farewell to Dale, and suggested that both Master Brett and I may see one another at function somewhere. I was both excited and nervous at the same time, and desperately looking forward to Friday night. For the rest of Thursday and Friday I floated about the office, time seemed to drag, but finally Friday afternoon arrived and our normal work BBQ was set into action. It's always a good relaxing time, everybody gets to wind down, talk shit, and have a few laughs. Tim and the boys noticed that my disposition had changed and I was back to my old self. About 6.30-7.00pm the guys started pulling up stumps and cleaning up before going home, Tim had to leave early because of family commitments, leaving me to lock up. When I got home I quickly gave myself an enema, shit showered and shaved and made my presentable. I even took the liberty by wearing another pair of silky panties. And by 8.50pm, I was sitting outside Master Brett's house, killing time until I knocked on his door at 9.00pm.
The moment had come, as I knocked I heard footsteps, approaching and the door being opened, "Come in Bitch, I presume you have your shopping items with you". As I opened the door fully, I saw Master Brett standing just inside, His beautiful body on full display, and that magnificent cock as stiff as a board, " I must admit Bitch, I've been waiting for this moment, and as you can see, I'm ready for you to kneel and except my complete dominance over you, You were born to be my bitch, NOW GET DOWN AND WORSHIP MY COCK".
I couldn't move fast enough, I drop to my knees and engulfed his cock, licking and sucking every inch, my tongue massaged each vein as the blood pulsed through, my gag reflux was gone, or I didn't care about it. Master Brett's beautiful horse cock was tickling the back of my throat, and his massive balls rested on my chin, my head was bobbing up and down to match his constant thrusts. "You're a dirty fucking whore, you can't get enough of my cock can you, You were born to suck cock, and tonight it's not just your mouth that will have a cock in it, Your sweet virginal arse is going to feel this horse cock deep in your butt, and you're going to beg me to fuck you long and hard, Tonight your arse is my pussy and I'm going to breed you like the slut you've always wanted to be.
"Get your gear off Slut, whenever you in my house you will never wear clothing unless I say so, or I give you something to wear". I quickly removed my clothing and tossed them into a corner, I stood in front of Master Brett as he gazed upon my silky panties and raging hard cock, "Looks like I'm not the only one excited, BUT I DO LOVE YOUR PANTIES, But get them off as well and bend over the couch, I want to see your girly little pussy", I stuck my fingers into the waist band of my undies and dragged then down, then scootered over to the back of the couch and bent forward, spreading my legs like a totally slut, exposing my rose bud to all. Never before had I felt so vulnerable and exposed. "Stay right where you are, we need something to grab your attention" I could hear Master Brett going through my shopping bag, and then returning to the front of the couch, "These will give you something else to think about whilst your butt and I have some fun", then he attached the nipple clamps, the pain automatically spiked in my chest, then he did the same thing to the opposite nipple. The constant dull ache was ripping through my chest, then Master Brett disappeared out of sight, but then I felt him greasing some of the lube up and down the crack of my arse. Thankfully he slowly slid a finger into my hole , wiggled and pushed in ever increasing diameter , trying to loosen the muscles, then he slid a second and third digit it, I was moaning and groaning, the pain in my chest reminded me of what I was and what I was about to evolve into. Then I felt it, the first touch of horse, then a little more until the head was completely in. Master Brett held it there and began his verbal assault again, My Little slut is about to lose his virginal status, my little cock sucking whore is about to be fuck by Master Brett's huge horse cock, and you want it don't you slut, Beg me to fuck your butt, beg me to be your Master, I want to hear you. Master Brett was a true Master, while he was verbally taunting me he slid his cock in deeper, I could feel the width, and the hot flesh pulsating deep inside me. "Please Master, I need your cock , I want to be your Bitch, I've never fet anything like this , but I want it all of it, I want that beautiful fucking horse cock deep inside me, I love it, Please fuck your Bitch in Heat, with that he pushed in further, I felt so full, but then I started to rotate my hips and butt to help increase the depth of his strokes. Master Brett reached around the front of my body and grabbed the nipple clamps and pulled them down extending my orbs to obscene lengths, and as I screamed in pain he thrust every inch of his manhood deep into my arse, I could feel his balls banging up against mine.
My head was spinning, my mind was racing with thoughts of pain and pleasure, but I didn't want anything to stop, Master Brett had now found a rhythm, and was doing his best to cream my arse, and give me the ride of a life time. My rotating movements only served to spur him on, he pounded my arse, twisted my nipples and verbally abused me, I'm sure this was rape in some manor or form or another , but fuck me I wanted this, He thighs and hips pounded my arse, and the only thing between us was that beautiful fucking piece of man flesh. "Please Sir, I want to feel your cum, I want you to breed your slut". This must have sent him over the edge, because he screamed, his cock pulsated and swelled, then he pushed deep into my girly cunt, exploding his seed and coating the inside of my bowel, Then he kept going , trying to break a speed record or something. My arse hole will never be the same, his cock finally withdrew from the confines of my bowel then he slumped back into an arm chair and just watched as I recovered. Even though he had removed his cock, my body was still tingling with excitement; my butt oozed our combined body fluids, as they dribbled down the inside of my thighs.
" Come over here Bitch and stand in front of me, I want to see my girly Bitch quiver and shake just the same way you made me shake, I want to watch you play with yourself, show your Master just how much you want to be my bitch, I want you to cum all over my cock and balls then you're going to lick it off". I staggered from the couch, my nipples burned with every step I took , but I was worth the pain, I was about to masturbate for my Master, To cream all over him, I grabbed my cock using the pre-cum that had been dribbling for the last hour as lube, then furiously fisted my cock, my head rolled back, my chest pushed forward and now it was my time to set speed records, I could feel my blood racing up and down my shaft, Then I felt extra pressure on my nipples as I realised Master Brett was pulling and twisting the clamps urging me even closer to my orgasm, My hand was a blur of friction, then with a growl and groan, I pleaded with Master Brett to be allowed to cum, "Please Master, I have to cum , I'm about to burst" "Go ahead Slut, blow your load you deserve it. I sprayed rope after rope of cum over Master Brett's cock and balls, even up onto his chest, then quickly dropped to my knees and started slurping up mouthfuls of cum, savouring every drop. My tongue danced all over his balls and shaft, I even managed a quick suck , just for the hell of it, I cleaned up his chest, then Master Brett pulled me up his body until we were face to face, then as I looked into his eyes he pulled me down into a passionate kiss, both of us savouring our combined juices. We stayed that way for a while basking in the afterglow of sexual fulfilment, then we disentangled ourselves, rose to our feet and Master Brett slowly removed the nipple clamps, which sent blood rushing back to my sensitive orbs, I screamed , moaned and groaned , he even gave them a slight rub , which did absolutely nothing to reduce the pain, when the pain finally subsided we both decided we needed a drink.
We returned to the lounge room couch, sat down and discussed, the events of the evening, pros and cons, from my point of view, I had nothing bad to say, I couldn't compare it to anything, and most of the pain had disappeared, especially from my chest. Master Brett said that he was very happy with his new Slave and proud of the fact that I wore silky under wear again, and mentioned that he will allow me to wear girly underwear in his house, but nothing else.
A few more drinks, a lot more discussion, and talks about protocols, and rules, then we both admitted that we were tired and ready for bed. We walked hand in hand to the unsuit, we had a quick shower together, soaping each other up, touching and feeling, exploring body parts, but not enough to get us all worked up again. I dried Master Brett off before he slipped into bed, then I did the same, He had pulled the covers back, offering me the comfort of his bed. We cuddled up and spooned each other, and as I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but wonder what lay in store for this submissive bitch. If tonight was any indication, I'm sure my life was about to change dramatically.
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