my INITIATION in public humiliation - Part 2-1

Author: slavealbert
Title: my INITIATION (in public humiliation) - Part 2/1
Date: 09 December 2011

Well over a 1000 hits...some 12 original comments: about time to continue my odyssey!
First though, a big "Tank You"to all my readers, especially those who to cared to write in, sending their support and comments - even if negative: no, "boundboi", no hard feelings! Lol!
So, here's the second episode, which, due to its extension, i decided to divide into two parts - ENJOY!

my INITIATION (in public humiliation) - Part 2/1

Somehow, i must have dozed off!

All of a sudden i heard MASTER's voice, as HE started to remove the two heavy padlocks from the cage-door:

"slave...time to get yourself ready: take your cold shower, as usual...get dressed...pack your duffelbag and meet me outside the garage - we are leaving in half an hour"!

"SIR, yes, MASTER", i replied, while crawling out of my cage!

Standing up, MASTER unlocked my chastity device and took it off - boy, was that a relief and shoved me under the cold water which was already running: no problem - i just felt great!

Once towel-dried - an other luxury that i hadn't beel allowed to experience for some time - i put on my travel outfit, which looked a bit strange on me at first, being as tight fitting as it was, making my trained nipples and cock stand out quite obviously!
The hell wit it, i thought, i'm here to please MASTER - at least trying to do so - and, i couldn't deny it, i, actually, was becoming more-and-more aroused by the whole idea of my public humiliation training!

"slave...hurry up - we are running late", MASTER shouted!

"SIR, yes, MASTER", i answered and while picking up my duffelbag and travel doc's, iadded: "SIR, coming, MASTER", knowing that in other circumstances, i would be punished for that second remark!

"Get in the car...don't lean back...put your hands on your knees and look down at your crotch, but make sure your cock doesn't acknowledge your looks", MASTER said, while laughing out loud!

Not very funny, but at this point, i thought it better not to respond!

Arriving at the airport, MASTER parked curb-side...told me to get out and wait for HIM right there while HE was going to park HIS car!
It took HIM quite some time to get back - at least in my opinion and while i was standing there waiting for HIM to return in my highly questionable outfit, i got my first curious looks from other travelers: kind of enjoyed that though!

Finally, MASTER showed up and ordered me straight to the airline's check-in counters, were already quite a line had formed, which meant an other wait, but, luckily, this time i was under MASTER's protection!

When it was our turn, MASTER, anticipated HIMSELF and started talking to the check-in agent: "Hi, my s.." - isure thought HE was going to say "...slave", but, fortunately, no, not so and HE continued "son is traveling to Amsterdam and I would appreciate if you could check him in"!
While handing over my passport, HE asked: "Which seat do you have reserved for him"?

Oh my gosh, was i relieved - still must have shown a red face from ear-to-ear!

"Sir, I have seat 37E reserved for him - is that ok"?
"Yes, that's exactly the seat I requested for him...perfect"!
"Sir, any bags to check"?
"No, he's traveling light - just a small carry-on"!
"Very well, Sir", the agent replied and to me "Have a nice flight", as he handed over my passport and the boarding pass to me!

"Thanks", was the only appropriate answer i could comu up with: did i have an idea of what i was thanking him for!

However, so far so good, i thought: i made to the airport...was checked-in...passport and boarding pass in hand - so what's next? Oh yeah, security, of course!
Seemed that MASTER had read my thoughts: "Come on, let's go to security and I will leave you there" - securing me gently by the neck!

Not sure whether i should or not achnowledge the last part of HIS remark, i decided, after giving it some thoughts, that it would be better not to do so and off we went to the security check-point: more lines of course - as always these days and, worse, moving slowly: in fact...way too slow for my taste!

When, at last, we approched the check-point, suddenly, MASTER gave me a big hug, which caught me completely off-guard, as HE had never done that before and said: "Well, from now on you are on your own - as soon as you have passed security, go to your departure gate and open the envelope with your travel instructions...read them carefully and comply with them ASAP if you are required to do so - oh, yeah, before I forget, don't get cute over there, because, if you do, I will be informed and you know the consequences if you disobey me, don't you ....."?

"SIR, yes, MASTER", i murmured in a low voice, as i didn't want to draw even more attention to myself than i was already getting from the other passengers in line, being dressed the way i was!
As a result, i received a pat on my butt and before i realized, MASTER had vanished, leaving me very much aware of the fact that from that moment on, i was, indeed, on my own!

Too late, though, to have "second thoughts": it was my turn, so i handed my passport and boarding pass over to the security agent, who did take a close at the two doc's as well as at me, which for sure must have made me blush, but he didn't say anything!

After receiving both doc's back, i went onwards to the check-point it self, where i had to take my netbook out of my duffelbad - only at that moment, i noticed the black paper bag...probably a travel "surprise" from MASTER, i guessed, but as this time the line was moving quite fast, i decided not to worry too much about it for the time being - sure would have time to find out about the contents later on!

Not being allowed to wear any socks, i triewd to pass the body-scan with my sneakers on, but...no way: i was promptly re-directed to take them off and put them thru the x-ray machine as well!

So, barefooted, i made it thru the body-scan - luckily MASTER hadn't made me wear my permanent chastity device, as that, without doubt, would have caused some serious embarrassment and humiliating explanations to come up with, if searched: "SIR, thank You, MASTER", i mumbled with relief to myself!

Also, no further problems with the contents of my duffelbag, although, yes, it was screened twice, which, immediately, put me "on alert" because of what might be in the black bad - on the other hand, i am certain that MASTER wouldn't put HIS slave in jeopardy!

Gathering my belongings and putting my sneakers back on - yes, one of the security agents did seem to have noticed my bare feet - at least that seemed so to me - i set out to my gate to find it mostly empty as it was still early!

Looking for a corner, just like at home while i'm not "in service", i took a seat, opened my duffelback and, although very tempted, of course, to look inside the paparer bag, thought it wise to, as per MASTER's orders, first read my travel instructions: with trembling hands, i openend the envelope!

Shifting thru the contents, there was one smaller envelope, as well as a rather long handwritten note from MASTER:
"slave...by the time you read this, you will have made it thru security with mayor problems, at least I hope so and it's my firm guess, that right now you are sitting, eventhough I didn't allow you to do so, somewhere in a corner at your departure gate..."!

"MASTER really knows HIS slave", was the first and only thought i could come up with at that very moment!

"...thus - so far so good! Now, with reference to your actual travel instructions, they come in two separate sets: the ones, which you have to accomplish BEFORE departure and those you will have to accomplish UPON arrival in Amsterdam: it's as easy as that...right,...slave"...?

"SIR, yes, MASTER", i heard myself saying, but (un)fortunately, nobody overheard me and i continued reading:

"...slave...I suppose that in the meantime, you have noticed the black paper bag, which I put into your duffelbag just before we left home: knowing you as well as only I do, I'm confident that, despite your probable curiosity, you haven't, as yet, dared to open it and for now, you are not to do so either: first open the other envelope and continue reading"!

"SIR, yes, MASTER", i volunteered half loud, which got me some questioning looks from an elderly couple that was sitting a couple of seats away from me - hadn't seen them comimg...too bad!

TO BE CONTINUED...