My infatuation with slavery - 4
Simon and I walk home from the gym in silence. I don't know what's gotten into him and why he would sign me up to the amber program. I'm scared about what will happen but can't deny that a part of me is really excited. I know that's stupid, no one should want to be caned or punished but as I think back on today's session and my interactions with the overseer Luke, I can't help but get a semi hard-on.
By the time we get home I decide it's best to talk to dad and get out of this. As we walk in through the front door, dad is in the hallway putting on his jacket. It looks like he's about to head out.
"Oh, hey son" he says cheerily.
"Hi dad" I reply back.
"How was the workout?" Dad asks
"Yeah it was okay, really tough but I survived."
"That's good, it needs to be tough if you're going to lose that belly fat" He says that while giving my belly I gentle squeeze.
"Ummm dad" I say nervously "We need to talk about this program at the slave gym"
"Oh what's wrong son? You don't want to give up already do you?" He asks with disappointment in his voice.
"No it's not that, but...."
Before I can continue, Simon jumps in cuts me off. "Master, please excuse the interruption. I think Sam's just nervous because its was new and tough but he really has made a good start. And I have good news. The head trainer at the gym Master Luke has taken a keen interest in young Sam here. He has kindly offered to work closely with Sam, giving him 1-to-1 training sessions"
"Oh that sounds great" Dad responds with a big smile. "Right, Sam?" He asks me.
Again before I can respond Simon jumps in "He's also doing it at 50% of the normal rate. Probably because Sam's not a slave. He's even offered to start tomorrow after school, and booked him in already."
"That's wonderful, it'd be silly not to take up such a good opportunity" dad says enthusiastically. "Sam, I need to head out. I'm meeting your mother for dinner and then we're catching a late night movie. We'll be back late, so I'll see you tomorrow."
"Ahhh dad" I say trying to stop him as he's going.
"Bye son" he says heading out the door. "I wanna hear all about your personal training session tomorrow."
He's gone and closes the door behind him.
Great, I think to myself, now I'm stuck doing this. Then I remember I already have plans to meet Melissa, the girl I've been seeing recently. We were going to hang out after school.
I try to use that as an excuse to get out of this. "Simon, I just remembered, I'm meeting Mel after school tomorrow. I can't do that session with Luke. Can you get in touch with the gym to cancel it please?"
"Seriously Sam?" Simon asks looking very annoyed. "You just saw your dad's reaction, do you really want him to think you're a quitter by passing up such a great opportunity. Master Luke will be very disappointed with you."
I look down feeling ashamed. "What should I do?" I ask.
"Just arrange to meet her afterwards. You could take her for dinner"
"Yeah ok" I say despondently. At that point I decide to be honest with Simon. "Simon, I'm scared. How hard will it be and what if I can't meet Luke's expectations. Will he hurt me?"
"Look Sam" Simon say as he puts a hand on my shoulder. "Luke will obviously work you very hard and has high standards. He also knows where you're coming from and what you're capable of. I'm sure he'll show you all the good techniques like any good personal trainer would. And he'll probably use some techniques he uses with slaves to make them work as hard as possible. What he did today worked didn't it and it wasn't too bad, right?"
"No it was ok" I say meekly
"It's normal to be nervous about starting something new" He says reassuringly. After the first session or 2 I'm sure you'll start enjoying it as your body gets used to the hard work.
"Yeah I hope you're right, Simon." I say that and start walking away to my room.
I'm feeling anxious all evening. After rearranging my plans with Mel I try to do some school work but I really can't concentrate. So I go onto my laptop and start with one of my favourite pastimes. Looking at slave profiles. I check an Instagram profile that posts pictures of young new slaves. I get hard looking at them, I wonder if I might bump into any of them in the slave gym tomorrow. Could I be training alongside them, what would they think of me as a free boy getting the cane like they are.
Soon I get really engrossed in their profiles and before I know it my cock is in my hand and I'm wanking it furiously. I get to the point of no return and blast a load of cum all over the floor.
The next day I'm again distracted at school. All I can think of is going to the slave gym and what it will be like training with Luke and how will he treat me. I have butterflies in my stomach and barely eat any lunch.
The school day comes to an end and I head to the gym. This time I know there's no point taking gym clothes as I'll have to change into some slave shorts. I go by myself as Simon and Tyler got their workout done while I was at the gym.
As I enter the gym, Luke is in the lobby waiting for me. This time I know not to shake his hand so I just nod my hand and go "hello sir"
"Hello Sam" he says politely and points to the iPad on the reception desk. "Please sign in"
I go up to the desk and scan my face. The iPad recognises me and the guy behind the reception desk hands me an amber wristband. I look at it and reluctantly put it on.
Luke and I both go through the amber door. We're once again in quite a bare looking changing room.
"Ok Sam, take of all your clothes, we need to take some measurements"
"Ok sir" I reply "But didn't we do the measurements yesterday?"
"We did but we need some more, you're in the amber program now"
I take of all my clothes until I'm down to my underwear. Simon had remembered the white briefs and got me some. So that's all I'm wearing now.
"Nice tighty whities boy" Luke says in a mocking tone as he approaches me. "Raise your arms to your side so I can take the measurements"
I do as he says and he brings a measuring tape around my biceps and measures the circumference of both arms.
He then kneels down and measures my legs.
"Ok now lose the underwear" Luke orders.
I reluctantly do as he says. I'm learning there's not much point in objecting. I know all go to the kiosk in a minute and put on the slave shorts.
I take off the briefs and step out of them. Luke's still on his knees and cups my balls.
"Hey" I say indignantly.
"Quiet down boy" There's a few more measurements needed.
He pulls down my balls and puts the tape measure around them to get the size of my ballsack. He then measures the length of my flaccid cock. After that he grabs the base of my dick and puts the tape measure around it and makes a note on his iPad.
"Ok I now need your dick length when it's fully hard" Luke says casually and starts stroking my dick. It takes about 30 seconds for me to get fully hard. "Nice length, too bad you won't have much use for it as slave boy"
I just groan as he says this. "Ummm can I get dressed now sir? I ask
"Yes, you know what to do." Luke says as he looks over at the kiosk which is similar to the one I used yesterday to get the slave shorts.
I walk over to it and tap the wristband on the card reader. The kiosk dispenses a red item of clothing but it's not slave shorts. I pick it up and hold it in front of me. It looks like a skimpy jockstrap. It's got a pouch on the front and straps to hold it up and nothing else.
I turn add look at Luke "I can't wear this" I say incredulously.
"That's what all the slaves in this section wear" Luke says.
"But I'm not a slave"
"Listen here Sam" Luke says in an annoyed voice "You need to stop questioning everything. For you to be training here with me, you will dress like a slave and as far as anyone else on the gym floor is concerned you are a slave. We've made a special exception for you here to allow you to train and you're getting a discount. Don't forget that."
I'm not happy happy about what I hear but can't really argue with him so all I can say is "Yes sir"
I go to put on the jockstrap, it's better than standing here naked. My dick is semi hard still so it's a very tight fit. The front pouch is bulging out obscenely and my cock head is almost about to pop out from the top. God I hope that doesn't happen. I'm hoping everyone will be focusing on their own workout and not pay attention to me.
Of course the one person paying me a lot of attention is Luke. He's looking me up and down with a big grin on his face. "Hmmmm once we get rid of a bit of that flab and get you toned you'll make a fine slave. Even now you'd get a bidding war on the auction block"
This makes me blush, my body must've gone red all over. I hate being compared to a slave but my dick chubs up a bit more hearing this.
"Right let's finish up here" Luke says approaching me while getting something out of his backpack. "All the members training here wear these so can be restrained as needed." He grabs my arm and attaches a leather wrist cuff and locks it in place. He does the same to the other arm and then attaches similar cuffs to my ankles. Then he gets a leather collar out. "As I said only slaves can train here so you'll be wearing this." I can see the collar has some hooks, I guess for attaching leashes or locking in place. Before I can object Luke puts the collar around my neck and padlocks it.
It's a weird feeling being collared, it's forcing my head up. Is this how all slaves feel all the time?
"One last thing" Luke says. "You'll be wearing this black armband. As you know all slaves are tattooed or branded. You obviously have no slave markings, therefore you always wear this armband on your left arm." If anyone asks I will tell them your tattoos got infected and is healing behind the armband. Understood?"
I just nod.
"Well you're looking like quite the slave. Take a look" He says pointing to a full length mirror behind me.
I approach the mirror and am shocked at what I'm looking at. All that is missing is the slave markings and a slave haircut, otherwise there'd be know difference between me a free boy and any common slave. Suddenly my dick gets fully hard and pops out the side of the jockstrap.
Luke comes up real close behind me, I can feel his breath on my ear. He grabs my bare ass with one hand and reaches around me with his other hand and grabs my dick. "I think you like this" He whispers in my ear. "You look good as a slave, I think you might be a natural"
Hearing that sends a shiver down my spine. What does that even mean, I think to myself. It's not like anyone is born a slave, how could that be natural?
Luke backs away. "Right let's get started. Put your dick away Sam"
I try my best to stuff my dick into this tight pouch. The best I can do is angle my dick up so the head is poking out the top and I hope it starts going down soon.
Luke leads me out of the changing room and onto the gym floor.
It's' huge. There's probably every piece of gym equipment ever made. There's racks of weights. There's also an outside area with a running track and various pieces of equipment out there. There must be like a 100 slaves training here all wearing just a jockstrap like me.
I look around trying to take it all in and my eyes are drawn to one corner of the gym which is slightly partitioned and there's a sign saying Discipline Corner. I can see there's some punishment horses like we have in our slave punishment room, there's some posts with various attachments to tie up slaves, and racks full of whips canes and god knows what else.
"Ok Sam" Luke says. "Grab a matt and we'll start with some warm up exercises and then get into the proper workout. We'll be doing lower body again today. I know Simon did his best yesterday but I don't think you were properly pushed. So you're real training starts now and we begin with lower body"
"Okay sir" I respond.
We go through various warm up exercises and then get into the main workout. The exercises are similar to yesterday but Luke is a lot more demanding. With each exercise in the first set he's very patient, showing me the correct form and movement. We start with lower weight and he helps correct my posture. In the subsequent set he would really challenge me with the weight and expects me to get the movements right. The canning started almost immediately. When he felt I wasn't pushing myself hard enough he wouldn't hesitate to use the cane on my back or butt. I hate to admit it but it was working whenever I felt like I couldn't continue the cane would get that extra effort out of me.
About an hour later we're onto the final workout. "Right Sam, I know this has been a tough session for you but you're doing really well. You just needed the right encouragement" Luke says and slaps my butt. "It's the last finisher now. It's a metcon workout that's gonna get your heart rate up and give your legs a good workout. Like yesterday, you'll be switching between the bike, squats and we'll also be doing some walking lunges. This is going to be so good for you"
"Yes sir" I say as we walk towards the exercise bikes. As we get to the bikes, Luke taps the control panel and the seat adjusts for my height. It's then I notice there's something pointing up from the seat. It looks like a dildo. "What's this" I ask
"A bit of extra motivation" Luke says with a grin on his face.
I give him a puzzled look and then carefully look at this thing and reach out to touch it. It looks to be about 4inches and not too thick. It's shiny and made off metal. The tip of it is a bit flared, has a small hole like it's a dick head.
"What do I do?" I ask naively.
"Well you sit on it" Luke says as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"What I can't do that. Nothing's been up my butt before."
"Don't worry about that" he says. And then more sternly "And don't argue with me or we'll be visiting the discipline corner" He then taps something on the bike and some liquid comes out of the top of the dildo. "It's lubed up now so you should have no difficult getting that into your tight straight boy hole"
I sigh and awkwardly and get on the bike. I carefully try and sit down on the dildo. It takes a few attempts to get it lined up with my hole and once I do, I must've spent a good minute slowly lowering myself down on it. Once I'm seated I feel so full. It's the first time anything's been up my butt. I think back to the other day when we were punishing our slave Tyler with a dildo which was much bigger than this. How was he feeling about that?
"It's a 5 minute bike ride, then we go into the squats" Luke says. "Now remember the lights on the bike, keep it in the green, don't let it go amber or red. You don't want anymore punishments right?"
"No sir" I say and start pedalling.
It goes well for the first minute and then it starts getting harder to pedal. The resistance level on the bike has increased. Suddenly the light goes amber. I know this means trouble. All of a sudden I feel I weird sensation in my butt. It takes me a moment to realise the dildo has started vibrating. It feels so strange, I know it must be to encourage me to go faster so I pedal as hard as I can. I get to almost 4 minutes and then light goes red. Now the vibrating stop and all of a sudden I feel a different sensation. The dildo is going deeper into my ass. It starts pumping. Up and down, up and down.
"Oh fuck" I yell. My instinct is to try and lift up and try and get away from this thing.
Luke puts his big strong hands on my shoulders and pushes me down. "It's ok boy" he says quietly in my ear. "Just focus on pedalling, this is to encourage you to go faster. Stick with it and go as hard as you can"
"Fuck" I grunt again and try to pedal harder. It's no good I can't get the dildo to stop pumping. If anything I feel like it's started to pump faster. I think I start getting used to it as it's starting to not feel so bad. My ass must be stretching. Oh god that can't be a good thing. I say to myself.
Eventually the 5 minutes are up and the dildo stops pumping and goes back its normal size.
I stop pedalling and get off the bike. I look down at the dildo that had just been up in my butt and I see there's some brown stuff on the tip of it. It must be my shift. Gross, I think to myself.
"You dirty boy" Luke shouts and looks at me disgusted.
I look back at him. "What do you expect" I say "its been up my butt"
He slaps me across the face. I suddenly get really angry I'm about to retaliate and as I look up at him I can see he's not kidding around and there's no way I can stand up to him. After a moment I look down in shame and mumble "I'm sorry sir"
Luke puts his hand under my chin and makes me look up at him. His demeanour has changed but he's not kidding around. "You know not to talk to me like that. But this is partly my fault I forgot you're a straight boy and not a slave. We'll have to make sure this doesn't happen again. Luke calls over one of the slave boys who work at the gym and makes him clean the bike.
He walks me to the other end of the gym and a room next to the changing room marked slave cleaning area. This looks like a dingy shower area. It has a wall full of shower heads on one side and on the other there's a long grate in the floor, looks like it's there for pissing. Looks like there's no room privacy at all here. Luke leads me over to the grate. I notice there's several pipes hanging on the walls connected to taps. Each pipe has a long chrome nozzle on the end.
Luke tells me to squat down in front of the grate by one of the pipes. I do as he says and takes the pipe and without warning shoves the nozzle up my ass which is now a bit looser due to the dildoing I just received.
"This is going to feel a bit weird Sam and may get uncomfortable but keep your ass squeezed tight. Understand"
I nod. Luke turn on the tap and I feel water flowing into my ass. Oh god he's giving me an enema. This is so humiliating. I'm glad there's no one else here and I hope nobody walks in.
It soon starts feeling really uncomfortable and Luke turns off the water. "Right now squat over the grate and let the water out into the drainage."
Normally I couldn't imaging doing anything like this but I just want the water out so do as told. It's so humiliating.
Luke repeats this 2 more times until the water is clear. He then makes me get under the shower and clean my hole. The water is lukewarm. It's not very comfortable but I'm glad it's not freezing cold.
I dry myself and Luke then leads me back to the gym to finish the workout. I continue where we left off, do the squats and the walking lunges and then get back on the bike.
This time the dildo just slides into me. It still feels strange but I'm getting used to it. Again I can't keep up and on minute 3 the dildo starts pumping. This time it doesn't feel bad, I've got the feeling of fullness and then it starts feeling strangely good and my dick starts growing. Oh god what's happening to me.
Thankfully before I can get fully hard, the times is up and the dildo stops and I do the other exercises.
It's now the last round and I'm exhausted as I get on the bike. I don't know if the resistance has increased but it seems really difficult right from the start. This time it's not even been 2 minutes and the dildo starts pumping. Immediately I start chubbing up. I'm panting like crazy, trying to keep pedalling and wishing my dick doesn't get any harder. But nothing can stop that and soon I feel it get free of the pouch and poke out from the side. I've got one more minute left, the dildo is unrelenting and now my cock is rubbing against my inner thigh as I'm pedalling. I feel a wetness and I know I'm leaking like crazy. I can't wait for this to end and I'm really hoping this doesn't push me over the edge, I can't cum with a fucking dildo in my butt.
Finally it's 5 minutes. I've survived. I get off the bike. I notice Luke is looking intently at me. I go to put my dick back into the pouch and I can't as it's still rock hard.
"Leave it" Luke shouts at me. "Stop faffing around and start on the squats." He spanks my butt to encourage me.
I let go of my dick and start doing the squats. I make sure to face the wall so no one but Luke is watching me. Once the squats are done I have no choice but to do the walking lunges. There's no hiding now. My dick has gone a bit soft but it's still hanging out. Now everyone in the gym can see.
Somehow I get through this without dying of embarrassment but my whole body must be red with shame.
"Well done Sam" Luke says to me. "You did really well. And it looks like you enjoyed it." He points at my dick.
Now that we're done I put it back into my pouch. I'm too embarrassed to say anything.
He leads me back to the changing room and removes the cuffs and collar. He then put some slave balm on my back and butt, all the places he caned me start feeling better. I know this balm has been designed to quickly soothe and ensure marks disappear rapidly. Finally I get changed back into my straight boy clothes.
"I've booked you in again for tomorrow. Same time. See you then." Luke says and walks off.
I'm again given no opportunity to object. How long is this going to go on for?