From Trainer to Trainee Alternative - The Unknown Visitor

Author: bookworm
Title: From Trainer to Trainee Alternative – The Unknown Visitor
Date: 12 January 2010

Saturday Morning

(We all make choices from day to day but do we always make the right choice? What would happen if we decided to say yes to something instead of no? This may seem the same at first but keep reading.)

Mark was standing by his motor bike that Master Aaron had brought him as a reward for being a dutiful slave. He had stopped in the side road for a few minutes, to have a quick smoke while he could. He was standing in the middle of the pavement not taking much notice of his surroundings when he was twisted round from behind and pushed against the wall. “What the fu-!” He tried to say as he was spun around, dropping his cigarette onto the floor.
“Does your Master know you are here, Boy?!” Master Zach said as he spread Marks legs apart and raising his arms up against the wall, all with his well practised speed.
“Master Zac!” Mark said with surprise in his voice.
“Well does he Boy!” Zac asked again, adding. “And where did you get that bike? It’s very new.”
“Yes he does, Sir!” Mark replied, “And he brought the bike for me!”
“You must be pleasing him!” Zac added. Mark went to turn around now he knew who it was. “Face the wall!” Zac barked at him and he stood back as he was. “Well you can please me now!” Zac said as he placed a hand onto Marks motorcycle leather jeans, pulling at the zip and pushing a hand into the tight clothing, feeling the metal of a cuff lock chastity belt. “He trusts you then!” Zac said with that devilish laugh of his.
“Of course he does!” Mark replied, cheek pressed against the wall.
“Well he must trust you very much as he has hired you out to me!” Zac said, still pressing Marks face against the wall. “I have a job for you. I want you to go to my home. In the dungeon you will find a new slave restrained to a pillar!” Mark grinned, knowing how well Zac can restrain people and to several pillars in the dungeon. “I want you to play with him!” Zac said. “Make him cum! Understand? Fetch him to the brink several times! And then let him cum. He failed the task last night and I will be punishing him later. Do not say a word to him-do not make any identifiable sound!” Zac said into Marks ear. “You know where I live and the code to the gate is on this piece of paper-” Zac pushed a piece of paper into the pocket of Marks jacket, “He will not hear you approach. Enter by the kitchen door, I have left it un-locked ready for you, the dungeon door has the key in it, lock it when you leave but leave the key in the door. And don’t worry about meeting Steve he is away for the weekend.” Then Zac asked. “Understand Boy?”
“Yes Sir!” Mark said. Mark knew what the task was that the slave had failed and knew what the punishment was, the dice that rolled to six.
“You have two hours to do this task, it will take you thirty minutes each way to get to mine, that will leave you an hour to play with him, before meeting me back here.” Zac let go off Marks head.
“Yes Sir!” Mark said.
“Well you had better get a move on! And you had better not let me or Master Aaron down!” Zac said as he stepped back from Mark, letting him step away from the wall. Mark picked up his helmet put it on then stood astride the bike, pressing the ignition switch, revving the machine to life, speeding off away into the traffic.