usemeinva: How I Became a Fag Slave…… and Learned to Love It.by usemeinvaChapter 51 The next morning
usemeinva: How I Became a Fag Slave…… and Learned to Love It.by usemeinvaChapter 51 The next morning when we awoke Master kissed me and pushed me down to his cock where he gave me my morning taste of his piss. After I swallowed his piss, he held my head down on his cock so I started servicing his cock until my throat was flooded with his cum. After he was done Master told me to get up and help him dress for us to go to breakfast. Once in the dining hall I had to eat on the floor like a proper slave since it was busy there with other students eating. After breakfast we returned to the room. Master pulled out his desk chair and ordered me to sit. He actually got on his knees in front of me and looked me right in the eyes and told me he had some additional things to tell me. He said that as part of the agreement for my service this weekend was that he could have no knowledge of what was happening or even where it was taking place. He also said that part of the agreement allowed the organizers of the event to have me for the day today to take photos and videos to use in advertising the event. Master stood and blindfolded me and hooked a leash to my collar. Then he kissed me on the lips and told me to be safe that he would be right here waiting for my time to return. Soon there was a knock on the door and I was lead away. I was ordered to get in the trunk of the men’s car and the lid was shut. After a short drive the car stopped and I was retrieved from the trunk. I was lead inside of a building and my mask was removed. The men, who I could now see also wore masks but theirs had eye holes for them to see. I could barely see some cameras set up in the pitch black, dark room. I was ordered to take my position at a point in the room and a bright spotlight was turned on me making it impossible to see anything beyond it. The men snapped a few photos of me standing there and then I was placed in various poses showing off my holes and ass. Closeups were also taken of my holes and balls. Then they used a whip on my ass and took some more photos of my reddened ass. Soon I heard one of the men in the darkness undressing and photos were taken of my servicing his cock with my holes as well as drinking his piss. After they were done with the photos the other man undressed and the processed was repeated with the video camera. This time they put clamps on my nipples and flogged my chest and back. The session ended with several kicks to my balls. The last part of the session ended with my face covered in cum then washed off by their piss. After they were done I was reblindfolded and lead back to the car. The men said that they didn’t use me for full toilet service for the photos because most guys don’t want to see a faggot eating shit but to trust I will have plenty of opportunity during my actual service. Back in the trunk of the car and the short drive back to Master. They removed me from the trunk and I was blindly lead back to Master’s room. When we reached Master’s room I was ordered to kneel with my face on the floor. The men knocked on Master’s door and left even before he answered. Master quickly answered the door and was down on the floor removing the mask and pulling me up into his arms and covering my face with kisses. He stood me up and looked me over and made sure I wasn’t damaged in any way. He pulled me into his room briefly only to grab two towels and undress himself. He threw the towels over his shoulder and walked as naked as me to the shower. He whispered in my ear that if there was another in the student’s shower that I would have to suck his cock as an excuse to be there instead of the slave showers. I nodded it was always a privilege to service Master. The shower room was empty however and soon we were back in Master’s room and he checked me over again to see if I needed any care. He was satisfied that I was ok then he invited me into his bed and we snuggled together until time for dinner. After dinner Master said that tomorrow we would talk to the Headmaster at the school on the phone and get his suggestions about the classes I needed to take and then meet with the professors of those classes about my situation and get permission for me to sit in on the classes. I was almost in tears as Master went to such lengths to think about me and my future. I did not look forward the time when he was gone but I now new things would be OK. I fell asleep once again in Master’s arms and dreamed of Master. -- source link