The Masters Ball Part 5

Author: bookworm
Title: The Masters Ball (Part 5)
Date: 27 November 2004

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<strong><u>The Masters Ball (Part 5)</u></strong></p></font>

Kyle woke with a shock, being dragged from the Kennel to be greeted by his trainer Protector, who yelled at him to get into the standing stance, but dazed and confused he did not react quick enough as the Protector began to pull him across the gravel to the tree, where as the day before, with the butt plug removed, he was ordered to piss and shit.. He only managed to piss, spraying himself up across his stomach as he had got desperate to relieve himself and his cock was rock hard in the metal rings. The Protector walked over to the hose and as before sprayed the ice cold water across Kyle’s arse. Then he just dropped it to the floor, Kyle was not sure as to what was happening as he then heard the jangle of keys and as he turned his head to see what the Protector was doing, the Protector shouted at him to face the front. He felt the Protector at his ankles as he unlocked the chain that was holding them together and was told not to move , he then heard a chain rattling through a pulley, then his ankles locked in a spreader bar, then the clank of the chain again as his legs were hoisted upwards, and he was lifted completely of the ground, his arms dangling down, his fisted and gloved hands just low enough to brush the grass, but not hard enough to feel the ground. Kyle looked up a second before the ice cold water was sprayed over his body, but with a bit more pressure than what was used on his arse.

After about five minutes the Protector stopped spraying Kyle all over and reeled in the hose, then walked away, leaving Kyle hanging upside down from the tree, Kyle had not noticed the hoist in the tree the day before, but then he was not looking for it.

As he hung from his ankles, swaying gentle, the water began to run down his body and drip onto the grass. After about half an hour the protector returned and lowered him to the ground, the jangle of keys again as the spreader bar was un-locked and the hogtie chain re-locked to his ankles. The clank of the chain as the hoist was raised back into the tree.

He was dragged back the kennel where a protein drink was in the food bowl and fresh cold water in the other. He was then alone so he sucked up the food as he had become hungry again, this time sucking up the drink easier than before. He crawled back into the kennel and tried to sit on his side leaning against the wall of the kennel, looking out for any sign of life, but it was not long until he heard the crunch of the gravel and the chain was pulled, dragging him out of the kennel into the sun, which was beginning to warm up. It was the Master General, Kyle’s slave behind him ,as he was in the cell, still naked, collared and restrained. and the trainer Protector.

“Sit!” The Protector loudly ordered Kyle, he then placed his foot hard against the bottom of Kyle’s back, pushing his arse down, the tail plug stopping on the ground and being pushed in further.

“I hear that you have been in the kennel too much.” The Master General stated. “ I do not like that, I like my slaves and Protectors to be tanned and honed to perfection, that is why I have ordered the door to be locked shut until tonight and that will be everyday for the rest of the week. Understand?”

Kyle nodded slowly.

“Good, we are beginning to understand one another, and they say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” Kyle heard the lock click shut by the Protector once the Master General had finished speaking and had left.. Kyle watched the Master General and the slave walk away , the Master General in his boots, leather jeans and vest, the naked slave lead by the lead behind him. Kyle’s cock began to get hard in its metal prison, he tried to lower himself to the ground and tried to rub himself against the ground, anything to try to climax for relief, but the protector saw this and grabbed his balls, squeezing them firmly, Kyle moaning in his gag and stopped quickly.

“No!” he said. “That is not allowed for you anymore.!” And then he was gone again.

But while he was alone he tried again, but it was no good. He was desperate to relieve himself as he had a high sex drive. But the more he tried the harder he got , the more pain he received from the metal rings of the gates of hell, and so stopped.

After some more time alone, the Protector returned with a tube of cream, he ordered Kyle to stand still while the Protector rubbed it all over Kyle’s body, it was a sun block, cooling Kyle’s skin which was beginning to burn in the summer sun. As the Protector rubbed Kyle, Kyle began to get hard again, the Protector realising this decided to tease him by rubbing the cream around Kyle’s arse, pushing now and then on the butt plug, then moving down towards the pulled back balls, rubbing harder, Kyle audibly moaning into his gag, the Protector then moving his hand across Kyle’s gated cock, running his fingers up and down the shaft, squeezing in between the rings, brining Kyle to a height, then without warning, he stood up swiftly, stamping his booted foot against Kyle’s back, pushing his arse against the floor and banging the plug against the floor jolting up into Kyle’s arse. “Enough!” The Protector yelled and was gone.

This happened for the next five days until the Saturday, when mid-morning, Kyle was dragged back into the basement corridors of the mansion and into the room where he was taken the week before. Here, already congregated was the Master General, his slave, naked and kneeling at his feet, another slave and Protector. The room was still dimly lit but apart from a table with some food and water on in the corner, hanging from the centre of the ceiling was two chains, both connected at a set of leather wrist restraints, one hanging direct from the ceiling, the other looped to the back wall then across to a loop attached to the ceiling just past the centre, the end hanging down with a set of keys on them. The hogtie chains were then taken of, but in one swift move he was stretched up, his wrists strapped and locked in the hanging restraints, ankles strapped in the same manner and was left hanging with his feet just on the ground, barely taking his wait. The head harness taken off letting Kyle move his jaw for the first time in almost a week. The gates of hell and parachute also taken off. With Kyle hung from the ceiling, the Master General approached him and began to speak. “ I have come to a decision. To give you a chance. You see I am a fair Master. The keys to the locks of your restraints are on the ring in front of you. But you now have a choice, do you want to stay or not? You will now be locked in here for an hour, alone and if you want to leave all you have to do is reach for the keys and release yourself, food for you to eat has also been laid out as you can see. But if by the end of the hour you are not free, I will take that as a sign that you want to stay and give your life to me. The choice is yours.” A ring gag was then inserted into Kyle’s mouth

With that said, the Master General turned around and left, followed by the other occupants. Kyle tried straight away to reach for the keys, straining every muscle to get at them, but as he tried to push his hands forward the keys went up to the ceiling out of reach, pulled up by the chain that was attached to the back wall. Kyle soon began to tire, each move an effort, and each effort further and further apart, rough justice Kyle kept thinking to himself.

On the hour the door opened and the Master General walked in, followed by the same people as before. “I see you have made your decision.” he said mockingly. But now you have to prove that you can work for me and that I can trust you.” there was movement and a set of stocks was brought into the cell. “Now I have to see if you can please me.” The Master General lead his slave to the stocks, which was placed side on to Kyle, pulling down on the lead, tying it around the cross beam instead of locking the slave in them, the hands instead placed on top of the beam. The Protector stood directly behind Kyle, who could feel the Protectors hard cock through his leather jeans, placing an arm around Kyle’s chest and up gripping his head tightly, holding Kyle so he could see what was going on.

In silence the Master General walked around to the slaves arse and began to lube up, the slaves legs spaced apart, then when he was ready the Master General undid the button of his jeans, undid the zip letting his jeans fall slightly to his knees, exposing his long and thick semi erect cock. He gripped his shaft and began to rub up and down several times be fore he stepped up to the bent over slave and placing his hardening cock at the opening of the slaves hole, he began to push himself in, the slave audible groaning at having to take in the Master Generals hard, long, thick cock., his hands gripping onto the wood stocks, nails digging in. The master General pushing and pumping into the slave slow at first but building up speed, his hands gripping onto the slaves hips to steady himself as he pumped harder and faster, the moans of the slave getting louder until just as he was about to climax, the Master General pulled out and gripping himself again, he finished himself off pushing his body hard against the slave, shooting a large stream of hot cum across the slaves back, rubbing himself until he had completely emptied his load onto the slaves skin. Breathing slightly fast and covered in a thin sheen of sweat, the Master General stepped back and turned to face Kyle and in is low voice he said. “Now you know what you have to do.”

Then with the swiftness that Kyle had become aware to, the Protector still standing directly behind him reached up, unlocked the restraints and pushing him with his body to the other side of the stocks to the slave, and then with the help of another Protector, undid the straps and locked Kyle in the stocks, his legs pulled apart and placed into spreader bars, attached to the floor. The ring gag was left in place and as he looked up he looked straight at the slave who had not left the spot where he was standing, the Master Generals cum still on his back.. Kyle could see the slaves cock beginning to stiffen as the Master General came back behind the slave and then pushed him closer to Kyle’s face who caught a glimpse of the Master Generals still rock hard cock, he then proceeded to Kyle’s arse and after rubbing lube onto him, he placed his cock at the opening of Kyle’s arse, exactly as he had done earlier to the slave. Kyle moaned loudly through the ring gag, squeezing his eyes up in pain, breathing sharply. Then as he started to pump himself slowly at first into Kyle he motioned to the slave who then rubbed himself several times, stepped forward a bit more and put his hardened cock into Kyle’s mouth, through the ring gag, just the right size for the slave as it rubbed his cock, as he began to pump himself in Kyle’s mouth deeper and deeper as he to began to pick up speed. Kyle began to gag as the slave fucked him in the mouth, the slave grabbing at Kyle’s locked head, pulling at it to try to force himself in deeper, ramming his cockhead against the back of Kyle’s throat, Kyle’s breathing fast and hard, his body covered in sweat from being double fucked and from the pain from the Master Generals hard cock being trusted harder and faster into him.

The slave began to shake as he shot his load of cum into Kyle’s mouth who immediately retched but had to swallow it back down as the slaves cock was still in his mouth., his teeth biting down on the ring of the gag. Then as the slave pulled himself out of Kyle’s mouth he grabbed his cock and placing it at Kyle’s face that was not covered by the straps of the gag, he wiped the last of his cum across Kyle’s face.

The Master General was still pumping his cock into Kyle getting harder all the time, gripping tightly onto Kyle’s hips as he did until, covered in sweat and breathing heavily he too pulled out of Kyle and as he did with the slave, gripped his cock and erupted another large stream of hot cum across Kyle’s back. Then after a few seconds to catch his breath again, he scooped up some of the cum on his fingers, walked around to Kyle’s head and with out a word poked them into Kyle’s mouth and smeared the cum inside onto Kyle’s tongue, Then he gripped his slightly soften cock and as the slave had done before, wiped the drips of cum from it across Kyle’s face.

Then he put his hand under Kyle’s chin and pulling it back until Kyle’s head was held against the back of the stocks. “Not bad for a Master.” He said. “I think you will do what I want of you. You will have your uses, starting tonight!” With that he let Kyle’s head drop and taking hold of the slaves lead walked over to the door. Stopping he turned to the training Protector and said. “Get him ready!” Then the Master General and slave were gone.</p></body></html> ;