From Trainer to Trainee Part 4

Author: bookworm
Title: From Trainer to Trainee Part 4
Date: 18 December 2009

Sunday morning

Zac slept fitful through the night waking up about nine o’clock, Cody was struggling to stand, pain numbed his body. Zac got up stretched and then walked to stand behind Cody. “Good Morning Boy!” Zac said.
“Morning…Sir.” Cody replied, in a weak and almost delirious state. Zac walked around Cody and with out a word lowered the pole down before he unlocked the restraints, pulling the stand away and laid Cody onto the floor before he fell. “Good Boy!” Zac said as he untied the rope, precum was oozing from Cody’s slit. He used the rope to tie Cody’s ankles to the hook at the bottom of the bed and then to pull his arms forward to make him sit up before he got the funnel gag and strapped it in place, he stood behind Cody and with his legs supporting Cody’s back he pulled back the funnel and began to piss into it, but knowing that Cody was weak, he slowed the flow slightly. Then when he had finished he took off the gag and let it fall before he picked up his boots and waist coat and left Cody where he was sitting, closing the door behind him with the usual thud.
About an hour later Zac returned still dressed as he had left, by this time Cody was a little more alert now that he was sitting down. Zac untied the rope and clipping on the lead he led Cody to the toilet and just said “5 minutes to piss and shit.” Exactly like what he had said the day before. Cody sat onto the toilet as Zac walked away, he was desperate to piss. Then Zac appeared back with a towel and pulled open the door inside the little room, a light was turned on, but again it was dimmed. Zac motioned for Cody to stand, once Cody was standing, Zac unstrapped the wrist restraints and ankle straps, and then unlocked the collar and took off the hood. “Now in there!” Zac said as he pointed into the room. When Cody looked into the room he realised that it was a shower, there was a bar of soap on a shelf. Zac looped the towel over a hook by the door. “You have 10 minutes to shower and then 5 minutes to dry. Cody rubbed at his wrists for a few seconds as he walked slowly into the shower and then turned on the tap to be greeted by a forceful jet of cold water, water that was only just above freezing. As quickly as he could, he washed himself down and then realised why he only had 10 minutes to wash, the water was just beginning to get luke warm and then it just stopped. He towelled himself dry again as quickly as he could, but he could also feel a couple of day’s stubble on the rough towel. Then Zac returned and locked the collar and lead back on, and led him to another corner of the room there stood an iron pillory stocks. He led Cody to it and pulling at the lead he lowered Cody into it, closing the top section over Cody’s neck and wrists and locked it shut.
“Your hair is too long for a slave!” He said, although it was short it had been spiky before the hood had been put on his head. “It has to go!” Then Cody heard a buzz as clippers were started, he then felt them being scrapped over his head from the front to the back-straight down the middle, then each side until it was just a faint fuzz. “No! It’s still too long!” Zac said. He then disappeared to the cupboard and to the toilet room, only to appear with a razor and a bowl of water and the soap. He began to shave the stubble that was left until Cody’s head was virtually smooth; he then began to shave Cody’s face. “In future this will be done every Saturday morning, there may be times when it can’t be done on a Saturday, “Zac spoke as he worked away with the razor. “But you will be told when it will then be done. In future on Saturdays, at the first opportunity you collect this kit from the toilet room and present it and yourself to your Manager, or if he can’t do it to me. Of course that is if you are free to, you may be tied up but as soon as you have been freed collect your kit!” Zac said as he finished shaving Cody. “Do you understand?!”
“Yes Master!” Cody said, his voice was more louder than before but he still felt weak, he was distracted by the words ‘your Manager’ but dared not ask the question, he had learnt very quickly not to ask a question, not that he had been punished for it, but he did not want to push it. Zac wiped his hands and then left Cody locked in the stocks while he got their breakfasts ready. He returned and released Cody only to lock his hands behind his back after replacing the wrist straps, but Cody went straight to the side of the bed and knelt down relieved to be able to straighten his back. “Good Boy!” Zac said. “You are learning very well, you will make a good slave!” He said as he placed the metal dogs bowl on the floor. Cody waited until Zac had sat on the bed before he bent over and began to eat, his taste buds greeted with the same overly sweet porridge as the day before. But all he could smell was the full cooked breakfast that Zac was eating, the strong steaming coffee assailing his nose each time he lifted his head from the bowl. What he wouldn’t give to be eating that cooked breakfast, drinking that coffee to get rid if the taste of Zac’s piss from his mouth.
When Zac had finished eating he unclipped Cody’s wrists and said. “Pick up your kit and get it cleaned, then come back here and don’t take too long.” He then laid back onto the bed, propping himself up by the pillows. Cody cleaned up as quickly as he could then returned to kneel beside the bed; his hands behind his back, Zac reached out and rubbed Cody’s shaven head with a now gloved hand. “Today is Sunday, a day of rest, but enjoy today as you will not get many more days of rest!” he said as he sat on the edge of the bed. He threaded a finger into the ‘D’ ring on the front of the collar and pulled Cody over to the table that was inbetween the door and the bed and stood him so that he was almost leaning against the table. He took off the caller again and then pulled at something black on the table. Placing it at the feet of Cody, he told him to step into it. Cody found that there seemed to be separate legs in it. Zac began to pull it up Cody’s legs zipping it up as he went, then Cody realised it was made of leather., As it was pulled up higher it was pulled tighter, until it was past his hips and hanging around his waist. Zac then took off the wrist straps and began to push Cody’s arms into sleeves inside the leather sleep sack. Cody was not sure what was happening to him now, he had not seen anything like this before.
Zac continued to zip up the leather sack until he was nearing Cody’s neck. He then picked up some ear plugs and placed them into Cody’s ears. “I don’t want you to be disturbed by anything!” He said but Cody could not hear him properly, he only just make out some of the words. Zac then picked up a leather hood and pulled it over Cody’s head, it was pulled tight as the zip was closed at the back of Cody’s head. Cody could not see anything, he could not blink as the inside of the hood over his eyes was padded, but he could feel that his mouth was uncovered. He then felt the collar of the sleep sack being fully closed and the collar strapped on and the lock clicked home. He then felt a sensation of being lifted up and placed onto the table. He could then feel a tug at the zip as it was adjusted and he could feel it sliding down but the sack was not getting any looser, he then felt it stop at his cock and balls and then a gloved had pulling at his cock and balls, then he realised that there was two zippers as there were pulled up as close to the underneath of his balls and to the base of his cock. Then he felt further tugging as rope was laced over the zip and tied to the collar. Then he felt Zac at his side as rope was laced through rings on the side of the sleepsack and to rings on the side of the table on both sides, until it was brought up to his head and he felt tugging at the top of his head as it too was then tied down. Then he felt a gloved hand at his cock and balls, his cock was being rubbed gently up and down and Cody braced himself for the torment to begin again in a repeat of the day before. But then he felt the rope being looped around the base of his cock and balls and then wrapped around his cock again as it had been the night before, the rope being intertwined and knotted to the rope that had been looped over the zip.
This all done and happy with the results Zac did one last thing and that was to connect the wire that hung away from the hood and connect it to the mp3 player, he pressed play, slowly turning up the volume enough so that it could be head in the built in earphones just by Cody’s plugged ears. But the music that was played was not songs, but just continuous trance style music, on a continuous loop. With that Zac walked to the door and turned off the lights, leaving the room in complete darkness and the unmistakable slam echoing in the chamber, but knowing that Cody would not hear it or even know that he is now alone…