my INITIATION in public humiliation - Part 1

Author: slavealbert
Title: my INITIATION (in public humiliation)
Date: 01 December 2011

To my distinct readers:
A couple of years ago, i wrote and published (with the help of Jamie, who, by the way, has his own tales published here as well) a story, which up to the present dated managed to log just over 4000 hits and, first of all, i would like to thank all for reading, especially those who took their time to comment on it!
By the way, does anybody, besides my fellow-writers of course, realize how much time and efforts are spent to "compose" a possible good and easy to read story?
So, i think a word of recognition and encouragement to my fellow-writers has sure its plave here!

That sais: let's go and get started with the first part of this new story, which is programmed to have several parts, if so decided by my readers: HAPPY READING!

my INITIATION (in public humiliation)

It was Friday-morning and after having serviced and served my MASTER, i was waiting at the back door, which leads to the garage, in my usual greeting position (kneeling...my head bowed and my hands clasped at the lower side of my back), waiting for my MASTER to go to work!

"slave... your instructions for to day's chores are on the kitchen table", and before i could answer HIM in the usual way, HE added: "Oh yes, before I forget, to nite, when I get home, I need to have a serious talk with you... slave"! "SIR, yes, MASTER, was all i was allowed and could answer at that very moment!
And offf HE went!

What the heck, had i done something wrong once again, was the first thought i could come up with, as i did have goofed a lot lately!
Not being aware of any mayor infractions though, i decided, i better start my daily chores and worry about it afterwards, as... sooner rather than later, i was sure to find out!

Although there was a lot to do, time only went by slowly to day! Still, as the hour of MASTER's home-coming approached, i started to get more-and-more apprehensive of what would be in store for me this time, especially, as said before, i was not aware of any (serious) wrong doing - a slave always knows when he pissed-off his MASTER!

As required, at exactly 5 PM, i put on my knee-pads and assumed my greeting position (at the back door), waiting for MASTER to arrive: sometimes HE was right on-time, sometimes HE was late - i never knew in advance, but i was better be waiting there for HIM or else... !

Luckily, HE was not late and seemed even to be in a good mood when HE entered and greeted me with: "Hello... slave - did you have a nice day"? "SIR, yes, MASTER", was my answer as usual" "Good, follow me and let's get it over with right away"! By now, i was getting quite nervous and my stomach was filling up with butterflies! While i was trying to stand up, HE said: "no, slave... on all four" and there i crawled behinds HIM as fast as i could in order to keep up with HIM!

In the living room, as soon as HE positioned HIMSELF in HIS favourite chair, HE directed me to my greeting position and started: "slave... you have been with ME for quite some time now and with a few exceptions - you sure remeber which ones - I must say that I'm quite satisfied with the way you coop with your training in general"! "On the other hand, there are some aspects of your training that I cannot, unfortunately, for obvious reasons, handle myself here on the spot and, as such, I have decided to send you away for a while to get some specialized training"!

Of course, at first, i didn't believe what i just heard and started shaking all over: i definitely needed some time to let it sink into me!
MASTER seemed to note that and said: "slave... go and put your muzzle harness on... insert the humilator serving tray... make my favorite drink and get your ass back over here ASAP and I will give you the details"!

"SIR, yes, MASTER", was my only reply... as usual!

This time MASTER didn't prevent me from standing up, so i got to my feet and off i went to the dungeon to get both "toys" and than onwards to the kitchen, where i first put on the leather muzzle and than the serving tray!

After fixing MASTER's drink, i returned to the living room, took my greeting position again and put the glass on the smal tray - i hated this kind of service, because i could too easily loose my balance and spill the liquid, to say the least, if i was not able to hold steady, with all the consequences!

i must have looked terrified, so MASTER immediately said: "slave... you look terrified and must be quite apprehensive of what I just told you, but, by now, you must know ME well enough, that I will never-ever let something real bad happen to you, as long as I'm able to prevent it, so, don't worry... slave: what's in store for you is in your own best interests... you do understand that... slave, don't you... slave"?
"SIR, yes, MASTER", i said in a low voice!

At this point, MASTER took a sip mof HIS drink, placing the glass back on the serving tray and continued: "Well done, slave... just as I like it - now, continueing our conversation, as you very well know, important parts of your slave-training are still missing - yes, as you might very well guess, I'm talking about humiliation training and, in particular, about public humiliation - so, it's about time that we take that subject on hands and, as said, for several reasons, it's kind of difficult for me to train you in that aspect right here, so, yes, I decided to send you overseas to a very good friend of mine in The Netherlands (no, it's not Eckie -lol) who specializes in that kind of training"!
"I have already contacted Him and He agreed to take you on for a while - do you like the idea... slave?

"SIR, yes, MASTER"!
And if that was not enough, my cock immediately acknowledged the idea as well and got rock hard, which, in fact, was quite painfull as i was wearing my permanent chastity belt, making me shift constantly now in my greeting position, being carefull not to spill the rest of MASTER's drink!

"Sure looks like you do... slave", pointing with HIS finger to my cock with a big smile!

"Well, in order to make a long story short, you will be leaving to morrow night for Amsterdam, so we just have 24 hours to get you ready... slave"!
As soon as I heard MASTER saying that, i had a hick-up, loosing my balance and, consequently, the glass fell on the floor, breaking it in several píeces and spilling the rest of MASTER's drink!

"slave... no problem, this time you will not be punished, as I very well understand what you are going through this very moment - actually, I have also some nice surprises for you: after cleaning up the mess you just made, I'm going to take you out for a farewell dinner, during which you are allowed free-speech and to night, instead of sleeping in your cage, you might spend the night in bed with me - how's that... slave - would you like that"?

"SIR, yes, MASTER - SIR, of course, MASTER" - i added, already breaking my speech-protocol, that i took so long to learn correctly!
MASTER noticed, but this time didn't say anything - HE just give me a big, encouraging smile, while i started feeling a bit more relieved and my cock calmed down as well!

"OK - let's take a showe and get ready to go out for dinner... slave"!
"SIR, yessssssssss, MASTER", i replied with enthusiasm!

... (i'm going to skip the part of what happened during the rest of the evening and night, as this is irrelevant to the actual story and can very well be imagined by my readers) ...

Not having slept in a real bed for quite some time, when i, finally, woke up the next morning, i noticed that MASTER was already up-and-running, sitting at HIS desk!

"Good Morning... slave: did you sleep well - ready for your big day" - HE asked, when noting my presence!
"SIR, yes, MASTER", was my answer as usual!
"Fine - let's go down to the dungeon, where I'll brief you on to day's events"!

As always, MASTER lead the way, closely following HIM: luckily, HE didn't make me do it on all four!
Once there: "slave... pay very good attention to the following details, as I'm only going to tell you once"!
"SIR, yes, MASTER", i volunteered!
"Your flight will be leaving at 05:30 PM and to make sure that there will be no last minute problems, we better get to the airport early - yes, don't you worry, I will be seeing you off, so you won't get second thoughts" - and laughed, while HE said that!

Would HE really think that there would be a change of me chickening-out... with all the subsequent consequences?

"Now here's your travel outfit:
- a pair of old sneakers;
- a pair of faded, torn, tight fitted bleechers - no belt;
- a white t-shirt
and, just in case you wonder, no, no socks and no briefs, but that shouldn't surprise you"

"As everything you need will be supplied upon your arrival in Amsterdam, you just need to take along your net-book, which now has Skype installed and this small duffel-bag in which I have packed some stuff that you will need during your trip and, oh yes, of course, your passport and two separate envelopes with your travel instructions: one for here before boarding and for upon arrival in Amsterdam - understood... slave"?

"SIR, yes, MASTER" - this time thougfh, i must have sounded as a condemned man being lead to the gallows!

MASTER looked at HIS watch, noting that there was still ample time left before we should leave and said: "slave... until it's time to go to the airport, you might want to take some rest, so I'm going to lock you up in your cage, so you also won't forget what it looks like - slave... follow me... on all four"!

Here i went again, following MASTER as HIS dog and being locked up once again in my cage, wondering what was going to happen the next several hours... days... weeks... : would i ever (be allowed to) return to my beloved MASTER???

End of Part 1
PS If you liked what you just read and wonder what is going to happen next, how about "encouraging" me doing so by means of your comments?