Han’s First Slave

Han read the story again. He found hard to believe that his friend would have gotten so drunk that he could not swim. In all the years they had been friends he could not recall Josh ever drinking. But intoxication was the only explanation the police provided. How else could they explain the death of a swimmer in drowning accident? But Han was not buying it, there had to be some other explanation for Josh’s disappearance and why his body had yet to be found.

Han first met Josh ten years ago. Josh’s mother purchased the house next door and Han wandered over to meet the new neighbor. Although he was three years older than Josh, the two of them hit it off and became fast friends. The first two years Han was in college, he and Josh exchanged emails constantly. Things began to change the previous summer when Han did not come home from school, the emails became less frequent and the level of intimacy decreased, but still the two remained good friends. As the school year progressed Josh’s replies slowed even more.

Han had to admit the he was partly to blame for their drifting apart. He had his hands full with school and family problems. Home for spring break he decided to come out to his parents. After the reception he received he decided not to come home the following summer. Instead he stayed at school, found a job, and became involved in the gay group on campus. He found some new friends. His social life had improved but his love life did not. He dated a few guys but never really connected to anyone. This year was different. After a year of separation his parents had mellowed and actually invited back.

As soon as he arrived back in town he visited Josh's mother and talked her out of Josh's old computer. It took a few days but Han cracked the password and began his search for something that would give him some insight into what truly happened in Mexico. He was shocked and excited by what he found. Josh’s hard drive was full of stories and pictures of men in bondage. The more Han looked the more excited he became. He had secretly fantasized about dominating Josh and from what the contents of the computer revealed that Josh fantasized about submitting to an Asian man.

It was a batch of recovered emails that convinced Han that Josh was not dead. The emails were the correspondence between Josh and an Asian master know as M. As he read Han envisioned Josh’s rituals of submission while slowly stroked his hardening cock. An email with the subject “Looking for Me” put Han over the edge. He opened the message and there was no text only a picture. He could not believe what he saw. There was white boy about Josh’s age standing naked with a newspaper over his crotch. The boy had the word “Slave” tattooed across his chest. Han came having one of the most intense orgasms in his life.

Han cleaned up the mess and then went back to examining Josh’s computer. He had to find out more about the boy in the photo. Han looked through the files on the hard drive until he found one titled “My Masters Vision”. He opened the file and read about a world where all white boys were to be enslaved by Asian masters. Naked and collared, the slaves would be pendectomized so to insure that nothing distracted them from providing their masters pleasure. Han began stroking his cock again, the words made him so hot his body began to shake. Then he opened a file mastervis.jpg, This time it was another picture of the slave, this time sucking his master’s cock. As Han stared at the slave dickless crotch he as came again.

That night Han had a dream. He was sitting on dais before a thousand slaves. Every one a nullified eunuch, their bodies as smooth as plastic dolls. At his feet was a naked and nullified Josh, the boy’s collar attached to leash in Han's hand. Two soldiers brought before him a naked man. A eunuch grabbed each limb of the man. Withdrawing a knife from his belt, he stepped between the man’s legs and removed the new slave’s genitals in one swift stroke.

Han sent M a message introducing himself. After complimenting the M on the clarity of his vision Han asked the M to teach him how to enslave white boys. M’s response two days later lead to a summer long exchange of tips and fantasies. Han began to search for slaves.

By the time that he returned to school in the fall, Han already had a couple of part time slaves. Once he found out that men would pay him to piss on them, he started charging for his services. Soon he had several wealthy patrons who provided him with the funds to move into a house then build and equip a dungeon. He spent the fall semester living a double of life, student by day master by night. His two worlds never touching. That was until Tim.

Han received a call. The caller wanted to arrange a kidnapping fantasy. Han worked out the details, giving the caller six different times and locations to make sure the kidnapping was a surprise. “Send me a photo” he told the caller. A day latter he received the photo. It was Tim, a sophomore that Han had met at one of the meetings of the campus gay group. Han had been instantly attracted to the thin shy boy. He approached Tim and they chatted but nothing happened. Now Tim was going to pay Han to kidnap him.

It drove him crazy but Han let the first meeting pass, then the second. The third meeting was scheduled for a Friday. If things worked out he planed to invite Tim to stay the weekend. On the night of third meeting he drove to the agreed upon place and waited. Right on time Tim showed-up. Soon the boy was bound naked and blindfolded in the trunk of Han’s car. Han arrived back at his house and led Tim down to the dungeon. The Tim’s hard little dick told Han that the boy was enjoying himself.

Once Tim was bound to a St. Andrew’s cross, Han took off the boy’s mask. Tim’s body flushed with embarrassment as the he recognized his fellow student as the master who now knew some of his darkest fantasies. “Look at me slave” Han demanded. Instantly Tim complied. “If you behave” Han continued “I may let you have the honor of sucking my dick if not then you will feel the cut of my whip." Tim did behave. Once Tim was done servicing his master, Han put the boy in a cage for the night.

The next morning Han awakened his slave with a spray of piss. “Get up slave” said Han, “I am horny”. Tim quickly scurried out of his cage and stood up. “What is this?” Han asked pointing to the dried cum on Tim’s stomach. “Did the slave play with his worthless dick last night?” Tim looked down at the floor and nodded his head yes. “Did I give the slave permission to play with himself?”. Tim nodded no. Han grabbed Tim by the arm and dragged him over to a high padded bench. “Down slave” Tim hesitated but then bent over the bench. Han quickly immobilized the student with the attached leather straps. Once he was sure that the slave was secure, Han retrieved a riding crop from a shelf under the bench. “Since you are new, I will go easy on you” said Han before giving the slave six lashes on the ass. Tim moaned quietly as his dick grew harder with each strike of the crop. “Did the slave learn its lesson” asked Han. Tim whispered yes. Han then picked up a bottled of lube from the shelf, pouring some on Tim now red ass then he covered his own dick. Han pressed his dick against Tim’s tight hole, which soon gave way allowing the master to enter his slave for the first time. The slave began to moan with pleasure as the Han moved in and out. Han filled his slave’s ass with cum just as the slave was shooting his load all over the bench. Han released the slave pointing to the cum on the bench he ordered the slave “lick that up, then meet me upstairs. From now on, anytime you spill your worthless seed, you are to lick it up, clear?” Han put on his robe and walked up stairs.

Tim spent the rest of the weekend with Han. During the entire period, Tim complied with all of Han’s instructions with little hesitation. On Sunday night, Han sat in the living room watching TV as Tim brought his master to orgasm yet again.

“Tim” said Han when the slave was done “ how would you like to move in”.

Tim smiled and quickly said yes.

“Wait, there are conditions. You will be my slave. You can continue in school but your life outside of school is entirely mine. I expect total obedience. When you are in the house you will refer to me as master. You will remain naked whenever possible and will occasionally be asked to participate in scenes I have with my other slaves. You duties will include basic household maintenance. To insure that you are not tempted to play with that worthless dick of yours, you will be required to wear a chastity device whenever you are out of my sight.”

Without a pause Tim nodded yes.

“Wait here” Han said as he stood up and left the room. When he returned he had Tim’s clothes in one hand and a collar in the other. “Get dressed” order Han. He was pleased the first thing Tim put on was the collar. When Tim was dressed Han attached a leash to the slave’s collar and lead him to the car.

Han parked in front of the local leather bar. Tim was under age but Han knew no one would stop him. He grabbed the leash and led Tim into the bar. The bar was fairly crowded as the weekly beer bust had just ended. Han walked through the crowd to an empty spot on near the center of the dance floor. His entrance had not gone unnoticed and he knew that every eye in place on the master and his young slave. He spoke to Tim. “Strip”

Tim looked at him pleadingly, his eyes begging his master not to humiliate him this way.

“If you want to be my slave, you will obey me.” The look in Han’s eyes told Tim he was serious. Tim complied slowly removing his clothing as a crowd gathered around the master and his slave. By the time he had finished removing his underwear, Tim was glowing bright red, his embarrassment aggravated by the fact that he had a major hard on. Han picked up Tim’s clothes then led the nude slave back to the car. They rode home in silence, Han barley controlling the urge to play with his hard, leaking dick. As soon as the garage door was closed Han turned to Tim and said “Good job slave, now you can have your reward.” With that Han unzipped his fly, his dick popping out and demanding attention. Tim, bent down and began to suck, quickly bringing Han to organism then enthusiastically drinking every drop of his cum. The slave sat up and looked at Han with a satisfied smile on his face. “My I please move in master?” he said. Han just smiled and nodded yes.

Han related the story of his new slave in his next email to M. Over the next few months, M instructed Han on the proper way to train his new slave. tim was an excellent student. By the end of the school year, tim had become completely submissive. To reward his slave for his good behavior, Han had all the slaves body hair permanently removed. Han and tim did not return home for the summer, allowing tim to become a full time slave. For the entire summer tim remained naked, bound in his chastity belt, his only sexual outlet was pleasuring his master.

The summer ended with an invitation from M for Han and his slave to come to San Francisco for the Folsom Street Fair and an annual gathering of Asian masters. Han was excited to finally have a chance to meet M in person and hoped that josh would also be at the meeting.

M met Han and tim at the airport. As they approached the exit a SUV of pulled up and the driver stepped out and opened the back door of the car. tim put the bags in the back next to a large kennel. M stepped up behind him and told him to strip. tim hesitated and looked at Han. “Strip” repeated M. This time tim complied, leaving his clothes in a pile on the sidewalk as he climbed into the kennel. Soon they were on there way to the City then across the Golden Gate.

Soon they arrived at the isolated house in Marin. After instructing the driver to attend to tim, M and Han climbed out of the car and headed towards the front door of a large house. Just as they arrived at the front door, it opened. Han could not believe his eyes. There was josh naked except for a steel collar around his neck. His tan body totally smooth and free of any sign of a penis. The dickless slave blushed as his old friend stared at empty space above balls. Han felt the front of his pants grow tight as his cock hardened.

“I see you like my slave” M voice startled Han. josh quickly kneeled by his master’s side.

“He’s yours for the afternoon if you are interested.” M smiled as he stroked the back of josh’s head. “We were just sitting down for lunch, why don’t join us."

Han and M proceeded into the house. When they arrived in the kitchen, tim and the now naked driver were waiting. Han noticed the look of horror and fascination on tim's face as he stared at the totally nullified groin of the driver. "Andrew, our host prefers to nullify his slaves. Pity, they lose their sexual desire so quickly. There is nothing finer than a slave permanently aroused but forever denied sexual release. They are really more attentive that way.” Han I have a doctor that can take care of that annoyance between your slave’s legs. Now with you permission I like to address your slave’s misbehavior."

"Please do, he delay in following you request was uncalled for."

Before Han finished his sentence a small plastic device appeared in M's hand. He touched the two silver contacts to tim's balls and pressed the button. tim collapsed as the pain choked back the scream before it even had a chance to escape his mouth.

"Get rid of him" M commanded of the driver before turning to Han. "Now it is time to meet our host."

M lead Han through the kitchen and out on the back deck where a Thai man who appeared to be in his 40's was being massaged by a thirty something, naked, muscular white nullo.

“Did I hear that M has been filling your head with ideas about the best way to modify a slave.” The man said as he rose from the massage table.

Han shook hands with the man as M introduced him as Andrew.

“Don’t listen to him. Yes castration lowers the sex drive but that’s nothing a little shot of testosterone won’t take care. Plus you get to the joy of watching you slave go through the changes that come with the loss of his manhood. After a few days of hot flashes the slave will be begging for a little shot. That the dependence on the shot insures the slaves loyalty.

The three masters talked as lunch was served by Andrews’s and M's slaves. Han learned that Andrew was the informal leader of network of Asian masters. Once a year the entire group would meet in San Francisco, the largest of the many gatherings that the masters held throughout the year. Andrew was the oldest member of the group and may of the masters had apprenticed under him. A master since his teens he owned his first slave at 20 and had owned the nullo he called one since he was 22. Lunch was an exhilarating experience for Han. By the end he could no longer hide his excitement. In addition to josh, the table was waited upon by Andrew’s three nullo's and M's dickless slave named jean. But Han could not keep his eyes off josh. Fact that did not go unnoticed by M who recommended Han try out Andrew's dungeon with the slave of his choice. When the meal ended Han could not wait to get to his room and have tim provide some relief for the sexual tension that had built up in during lunch.

M must have anticipated Han's condition. tim was positioned face down on the bed with his hands bound between his ankles and ass in the air. Dropping his pants, Han removed the dildo from tim's ass and replaced it with is own rock hard cock. The slaves gagged moans made Han even hotter as he mercilessly fucked his slaves ass harder and harder until his body was shuddered with pleasure of orgasm. Spent he pulled out of his slave and took a long hot shower while his dick twitched with anticipation of the evening’s events.

After dinner Andrew and M took tim and the other slaves to the City for a night of clubbing leaving Han alone with josh and jean. M never allowed his slaves to wear clothing so they we left in Han's care while the rest of the group went clubbing. Han smiled as he thought about the embarrassment that tim must be feeling as he was being lead the through the city wearing only a leather thong and a collar.

Han put on a hood and opened the door to the dungeon. Both josh and jean were caged when Han entered The master had spent the whole day anticipating how he would entertain himself with the two slaves for the evening. But first he wanted to talk to josh.

He let the slave out of his cage and had him stand for inspection. josh was silent his training overcoming his familiarly with Han. Han was impressed by the quantity of the M's training. M nurtured josh's submissive nature until it became the most prominent part of his personality. The slave’s downcast eyes did not hide the desire that burned in his body. A desire, thanks to M, that would never find release.

"Well, josh, it looks like your are alive and well after all. I knew you did not drown."

The slave stood silently as the Han continued his inspection.

"You may speak"

"Yes, sir. I did not drown, but rather is fulfilled my destiny"

"Well josh, to bad I did not get to you first, I always had the hots for you." Patting the slaves empty crotch, he continued " If you would have told me, I could have saved you a trip to Mexico."

"Yes sir, I had a crush on you but was afraid to tell you"

"Well too late, it is time for some fun, fetch me you favorite paddle".

Han bound the slave to one of several padded tables in the dungeon leaving the slave's tan ass exposed. A few swats with the paddled and the tan turned to red. Satisfied with his work Han released jean from his cage and handed the dickless slave a large dildo attached to a harness. After checking to make sure the plastic phallus was secure, Han lined jean behind josh and had one slave penetrate the other. Once jean was inside josh, Han entered jean from behind an began slowly fuck the slave. Both josh and jean grunted in pleasure as Han reached the first of many orgasms that he would have that night.

The next day Han rose early to find tim asleep on the floor. As he looked down at his slave Han saw that tim's body was covered with the faint trances of the trials he suffered the night before. tim, sensing his master’s presence rose immediately and took his masters cock in his mouth easily swallowing the contents of his master’s bladder before he began to lovingly tonguing his masters hardening pole. Han sprayed his cum over tim's face then climbed in the shower.

They day began with a late breakfast followed by a trip to the city to check out the sights and some of the may fetish shops. The day ended with tim bound naked to the bed in their room. After hearing M praise tim's training at the breakfast table, Han decide to give his slave a rare reward, release. With tim tied securely face up, Han removed the slaves chastity device and slid a vibrator into the slave's ass. Han left the room as tim's his newly freed member began oozing precum. Twenty minutes later Han returned with Andrew’s nullo one to find tim moaning softly with his body sweating from the sexual tension created by the vibrators slight tickling of his prostrate. “one, milk him.” commanded Han. The slave climbed on the bed and straddled tim’s head placing his nullified crotch in tim’s face be for he began to slide his lubricated hand up and down tim’s straining cock. After months of denial, tim came quickly shooting his load onto to his chest.

As he gazed across the room Han tried to remember all the names that matched the faces he saw. The guests began arriving at nine and by eleven the house was full. Fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, Han did not know, he lost track of the number of masters after the first dozen or so. The diversity of the masters surprised him. All Asian, they ranged from an eighteen year student just arrived from Bangkok to retired Vietnamese doctor from New York. The one they all had in common was their ownership of white slaves.

As for the slaves he had no idea. They began arriving in the early afternoon now seemed to be everywhere. While some where waiting on the guests others were in the dungeon preparing for the event or providing entertainment for the guests that wandered in and out. The slaves not involved in serving the guests were used and decoration. Twins, castrated, shaved and intricately bound in rope stood on each side of the main entrance, in the center of the buffet table was a young, beautiful, blonde nullo mummified with plastic wrap, and placed in each corner of the room was a dickless slave tightly bound to St. Andrew's Cross. The slaves represented most the western world and several generations. Most were modified, wearing the brands and tattoos of ownership. The few who genitals remained intact were bound in a catalogue of chastity devices.

Near the bar Han stopped to talk to James. James, the son of wealthy Thai industrialist had been the first to arrive. He stepped of a limo leading a young, androgynous, goth by a leash, a slave that James had introduced as “tonight’s entertainment”. As soon as they arrived James and the slave disappeared into the dungeon leaving Han to ponder the meaning of the introduction. From the conversation he discovered that James was in his first year of his studies at Berkeley but had been a member of the been a member of the club for years. The goth was a trick that James picked up the weekend before and had decided to take as his first full time slave. As for the meaning of the introduction, James was elusive only revealing that it was related to the contract that the goth had signed the night before. “I don’t think he read the whole thing” commented James “so he may be surprised .” Before Han could probe further their conversation was irrupted by a Andrew calling all masters to the dungeon.

During the evening the dungeon had been cleared of all equipment save two St Andrew’s crosses against the far wall and a bed-sized shallow plastic pool filled with what looked like oil. Attached to each corner of the pool was a heavy chain that ended with a steal snap. Before Han could ask what was happening Andrew began to address the assembled masters.

“The game is simple” he explained “ two slaves, the one the can prove he deserves a dick can keep it. Tonight’s contestants are ian and ben”

James’s goth, now naked except for leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles was lead by two slaves to one end of the pool.

“ian,” Andrew continued “owned by Master James, may skinny but you can tell by the stiffness of his dick, he is ready to play”

“ben, on the other hand, is looks quite strong but his enthusiasm leaves something to be desired. Place you bets gentlemen.”

As the masters began wagering among themselves M explained the game.

“ian, he is James’s slave, Ben belongs to a master in China, after tonight he is on freighter to Hong Kong. Supposedly he was some straight, frat boy who doubled crossed a drug dealer who sold him into slavery as revenge. The game is simple, the first one to penetrate the other gets to keep his dick. My money is on ian, he small but horny and that is the key.”

Looking at the two slaves Han had to agree. ben was a blonde who hand the body and the looks of an A&F model. Like ian, he was naked and wearing leather cuffs on both his ankles and wrists. He looked strong enough to take ian but his rather large dick could not seem to make it past half mast until one of the attending slaves gave him a Playboy magazine to flip through. Compared to ben, ian was thin and seemed almost girlish but he had one heck of a hard on.

“It is time” spoke Andrew. Both slaves stepped into the pool. As the attending slaves began covering the contestant’s bodies with oil, ben began to lose his erection. As Andrew raised a whistle to his lips, Andrew gave a signal and the attending slaves stepped away leaving the contestants alone in the pool.

The whistle was so loud that several of the spectators jumped when it was blown. ian immediately dove toward a startled ben and soon had the frat boy on his back. First a wrist then the ankles, ian quickly had ben immobilized on his left side struggling to free his hand. As ben struggled ian slide behind ben and rammed cock into the frat boy’s virgin ass. ben screamed as ian fucked him wildly. As ian came Andrew blew the whistle declaring ian the victor.

While bets where being settled Han watched the attendant slaves remove ben and ian from the pool and bind them to St. Andrew’s crosses in the back of the room. Both slaves were quickly cleaned and gagged as Ken, the doctor from New York opened his bag. Andrew spoke.

“Well, I see some of you underestimated young ian here. Ian for you victory, you can keep your cock, but you master has asked Ken to remove your balls, as for ben, for your loss you forfeit your cock but your master prefers that you keep your balls, so you will forever be tormented by sexual desire that you can never release.”

Both slaves went white as they heard their fate. Although they were afraid, both their cocks began to harden as Ken prepared for the procedures.

First to go under the knife was ian. James kissed his new slave before he put two bands on the slaves balls. He stepped away as the Ken inspected the bands and taped ian’s dick to his stomach. When Ken was finished, James leaned against his slave whispering in ian’s ear as the knife slide through the slaves sack. Han did not realize how quite the room had become until he heard the thump of ian’s nuts hitting the floor. The crowed cheered and Han began to unconsciously rub already hard cock through his jeans.

Watching ian lose his balls made ben more terrified. While James was cutting ian, Ken had slid a catheter down ben’s fully erect shaft. Ken then waited for the gathered master’s complete attention before he banded ben’s cock. As Han watched, josh kneeled in front of him carefully taking his former neighbor’s erection in his mouth. On stage Ken slowly removed ben’s cock. Just as Ken placed ben’s cock into a jar, Han began to pump cum into josh’s mouth.

After the events of the night before, the fair was uneventful. On the flight home Han and ben barely spoke. Ben thumbed through a magazine pretending to read while Han listened to music and looked out the window. Ben had spent the previous evening chained to the sink doing dishes so he missed the scene in the dungeon. But Han was sure that the other slaves had told him what had happened . Han had not yet told ben but M invited them Mexico in the spring. Implied in the invitation was the offer to arrange ben’s nullification. How would ben react to the invitation? And what about josh, M indicated that he was ready for a new slave but where would M find one? One thing for sure it was going to be an interesting year.