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Serving Master Rock Part 5
I arrived at Master Rock's home on Friday after work. It is now Sunday morning and my first edge training of the day is the urgency of my bowels. Master Rock lets me drink his morning piss in bed, but he pulls the plug from my ass and plays maliciously with my asshole and pulls at my red and sore cock head with the Ring pierced through it.
When he is satisfied that I have suffered enough, he gives me these instructions. "I allow you two toilets a day. They must begin with a cold water enema, holding, then release. If you need more to be clean and ready for me, you may douche twice. After that, you are allowed only 15 minutes to brush your teeth, shave your entire body head to toe, and shower. I want you back in the kitchen in 30 minutes with your collar and ball stretcher on. Today will really push your limits, so get going boi."
I nearly sprinted to the toilet. After my release, I douched as instructed. I knew I was clean for whatever anal assault he may have planned for me. I found his personal bathroom was huge and well equipped for body shaving. The multi-head shower was entirely mirrored, so I could see all my body parts as I shaved myself clean. There wasn't much to do but take off the new stubbly since my grooming from Master Pierce yesterday. I was promptly in the kitchen where my Master was reading the paper nude, sporting a hard on and a smile. "Bacon, eggs, toast, coffee and pancakes boi. Get a move on!" It was clear I was to serve him in all aspects of his domestic life. I was quite capable in the kitchen, and when I went to plate the food, he stood, brought me my dog bowl, and dumped my plate into it. He opened the fridge and pulled out an old uncapped beer bottle and poured the contents over my food. It was yellow and cloudy, clearly someone's beer piss from some previous play night, with a healthy load of jizz mixed it. He served me my food on the floor as he ate at the table.
"Boi, as I eat here, looking at your ass with your face down in that bowl, it distresses me that your hole is not being exercised to strengthen its ability to fuck me better. I also don't like that your balls so close to your body."
I ate quickly, wondering if my body would be punished for these imperfections that were momentarily out of my control. He finished eating and took a large tapered dildo with a handle base. He inserted it about 8 inches deep, where it rubbed squarely on my prostate's hot spot. I was so hard and dripping. Then, he attached a 2 pound weight to my ball stretcher and dropped it abruptly. "OOOOwwwwwweeeeeee!" I yelp as the ball stretching began.
"Shut up boi. You are lucky I don't have you castrated! I like you eating your own jizz too much to do that!" He laughed at himself, but I realized I both feared and adored him. He made me do the dishes with the dildo in place and weight pulling my sore nuts toward the ground. After that, I was to dust and vacuum his house which was quite a chore with over 2000 square feet. Then he sent me to the basement to lay on the table with my feet in stirrups. He attached the chest strap, wrist and ankle straps so my ass was well exposed and I could not move. He lit a candle and poured some hot wax on my nipples. "Tell me what you fellow workers will say or ask tomorrow when they see your bald head?"
"I work in an office sir, and I think they will probably assume I wanted a new look."
"If they ask, tell them you were required to do it. If they ask more, tell them that you have met someone who is in charge of the way you look."
"Yes sir." I was suddenly more humiliated realizing that this was not just going on inside his house behind closed doors. Many people at work did not even know I was gay, let alone a fuck toy for some hot leather daddy.
After he poured some hot was on my sore cock head and aching balls, he put a two pound weight on my Prince Albert Ring and a heavier weight on my nuts, so now both were dangling over the end of the table. He pulled out my dildo and took a string of anal beads off the wall. There were at least 10 beads on this monster, but the first bead was only ½ inch diameter, and they got increasingly bigger up to a 4 inch ball at the end. I wasn't sure what the wires at the end were for, but I soon found out. After he stuffed me with 8 beads, my ass as screaming to capacity. "Clench that tight boi, and don't lose any, no matter what happens."
He walked to his workout bench and started to do his daily bench presses and exercises as if I wasn't even there. But he had a small remote with him. He told me to count his reps, which I could see clearly strapped to my table by peering between my elevated legs. "One, Two, Three, Four...," I began. I no idea when or why he was displeased with my counting of his workout reps, but periodically, he would just press the remote, and the anal beads inside me started vibrating like crazy! At first, it got me hard, even with my dick weighted from the ring. My prostate responded favorably to the stimulation, but then I realized that my ass tried to relax and I was going to lose a bead. "Shit," I exclaimed out loud. He laughed! He knew what I was going through. He wanted to edge me to fill my ass, but the vibrating beads was limiting my anal control and capacity. The harder I tried to clench them in, the weaker I felt.
He must have done 10 sets of 12 reps when I finally lost not just one bead but three in quick succession. "Had enough boi? You'll be punished for this. I was going to let you cum today, but now, you must go til next Friday before you orgasm for me. However, we should not deprive you of jizz. I have Master Pierce on a mission to always collect hot samples of jizz from his trainees and his clients. I think we'll have to make a cum whore out of you. Eh boi?"
"Yes sir," was all I could say. I could not imagine going a week without cumming. I hadn't gone that long since before puberty! But what could he possibly do to make me a cum whore? I would soon find out.
"Before I get you into whore duty, I think I'd like to enjoy your ass." He pulled out all but two anal beads and turned on the vibrations. Then, he entered me with his fat uncut cock and slam fucked me good and hard. When he was about to cum, he'd pull out. His own edge control was amazing, but it was driving me wild. Image how my cock and nuts hurt each time his thrust would swing the weights attached to me, and make me ache more. My prostate was getting vibrated and cock fucked, but my own cock was stretched and pained. After nearly 30 minutes of fucking me, he let go without warning, filling me with jizz. "You better always appreciate how this marks you as my own boi. You better always be grateful for my cum."
"Thank you sir," I said with tears in my eyes and trembling in my voice. He removed his cock and the anal beads. He put the two beads in my mouth to suck clean while he held a vile to my swollen anus. "Give me back my jizz boi. Nice and easy, work it out." I pushed out my anus and he played with it with his fingers. "Your cunt is so beautiful after its been used boi. You need to strengthen it daily, but fuck is that one sweet twat hole boi!"
I eventually emptied his jizz into the vile, and he brought it to my face. "Just pour it on your tongue. Don't swallow til I tell you pig."
He removed my anal beads from my mouth and poured his cum mixed with my ass juices onto my tongue. He released my ankle and wrist straps to free me and moved me to a standing position, with my cock and balls stretched from the weights. "Swallow now boi. Show me what a cum pig you are."
I swallowed, and he forced my mouth open with his fingers, inspecting it roughly for any sign of cum. "Good boi! You'll be ready for what awaits you when Master Pierce and his pig arrive soon!"
To be continued. Comments welcome at canadafarmboi@yahoo.com