Gary has his first training session with Mike and decides to become his boy.
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The Grand Master’s Plan: Chapter Two Mike lived in a small bungalow in the valley. Gary rang the doorbell and waited, admiring the forest of rose bushes that had been allowed to turn into trees on the front lawn. The grass looked like it hadn’t ever been mown though and in places the stucco on the house was cracked and weather worn. The door opened and Mike appeared wearing baggy cotton pants and an unbuttoned shirt. “Come on in. You found me alright?” Mike could smell the fear and trepidation Gary exuded. “Yeah, no problems getting here. You live alone?” Gary looked around at the neat and tidy interior and Santa Fe style furnishings and wondered if this was really Mike’s place – it just didn’t suit him. “Have a seat and make yourself comfortable. Yes, I am single. How about yourself?” Mike hesitated as though the answer was of tremendous importance, almost betraying his ulterior motive. “I’ve got a girlfriend but she lives mostly at her place.” Gary tried to sound as though he was the dominant manly man and spoke in a deeper and more macho voice as he continued, “Yeah, she’s been hinting at marriage but there’s no way I’ll settle down or commit to anyone. I’m my own man you know – like to fool around with whom ever I please and when I please. She’s a hot little number though.” “What can I get you?” Mike seemed disappointed by what he had heard. “Coke is fine thanks.” “A coke? Man I make fantastic margaritas – you sure you won’t joint me? Just as easy to make two…” Mike held up two glasses. “Ok, sure … So are you seeing anyone now?” Gary asked anxiously. “No I’m searching for that special somebody I guess you could say. My last lover ran off with some other pathetic bastard, but I’m over that now… salt on the rim?” Mike’s voice echoed in the kitchen over the sound of the blender. “What ever you’re having. I know how you feel – I’ve been dumped enough times myself. My own fault I guess because I just can’t help sampling the candies in the candy shop if you know what I mean. I’m one of those guys that likes to have a few chicks on the go at the same time and in the end they find out one way or the other or I just tire of their excuses for not wanting to have sex when I do.” Gary hoped to lead Mike into divulging a bit of his own sex life. Mike returned with the drinks and sat opposite Gary in an armchair and they clinked glasses. “Here’s to new beginnings then!” Mike took a sip straining the ice through his teeth. “So is Pete having another party? He said that he’d call me but hasn’t and I wondered if I had said something to upset him?” Gary took a mouthful and agreed that it was a great margarita. “As a matter of fact there is another party but this time it will be at Jack’s place in two more weeks. The ladies couldn’t make it this weekend so it got postponed. Jack’s buddy from Texas is coming out for it with his boy to be. Going to be another gelding of a hot Texas stallion and of course Toni’s services will be required. Dwight and Danny won’t be there this time but you might see them again. Would you like to come with me if you don’t have plans?” “Two weeks from now I don’t have any plans, but where does Jack live?” “About a four hour drive from here out in the desert. I can drive us both out and you don’t have to worry because Jack has a lot of room at the ranch. He found you very charming and invited you out too so don’t worry about imposing. Jack is like family.” “How long have you been in the club?” “I’ve known most of the guys for about six years. Known Pete for about eight years. The club was founded back in the early eighties by the Great Grand Master – lives up in Frisco and goes by the name of Blade, never met the fellow yet.” Mike fiddled with a remote and soft jazz music filled the room. “Who’s been a eunuch the longest? I mean between Bobby, Tommy, or Danny?” Gary was beginning to feel the strength of his drink and realized that he had drunk a bit too quickly out of nervousness. He did feel more relaxed though and leaned back in the soft sofa. “Bobby has been cut now for about seven years – did it when he was twenty-four. Tommy got cut three years ago when he was twenty-eight, and Danny I think got cut five years ago and then smoothed completely two years ago. I don’t know Danny’s age – Dwight keeps it a secret and nobody asks. Danny’s smoothing was great to watch – have it on tape if you want to see it later?” “Really? Wow, uh…ok sure I’d like to watch it. I’ve never seen anything like that before. Um…have you ever had any slaves?” Gary smiled nervously afraid to offend Mike. “I had a slave a year ago but lost him to another Master in San Diego. Patty is now Doug’s property and Doug turned Patty into a shemale – he’s into that sort of thing. Probably putting his big black cock up her ass right now and torturing her with the memory of her boyhood. He’s a big Ethiopian Prick as I like to call him but I like the guy – he’s got real style.” Mike seemed suddenly sullen. “Sorry – do you mind if I ask you what you mean by “lost him” to Doug?” Gary was intrigued. “Sometimes the Masters are challenged by Grand Masters who organize games of chance – like cock sucking contests in Patty’s case. The idea is to spread the wealth and liven things up once in a while – shift the status quo and such…anyway, I was challenged and lost.” Mike flashed a brief grin of remorse. “How does the contest work?” Gary nodded to Mike for a refill of his drink. “In this case the invited Masters met at the presiding Grand Master’s dungeon. Pete was also called on this one and lost a slave as well I might add. Each of us was blindfolded by the Grand Master in turn and all of the slaves present were forced to suck us – not till we came but just enough to get a feel for their tongues. We had to choose between the slaves and pick which ones were our own and if we chose incorrectly our slave or slaves became public property. The masters who chose correctly could then bid on the slaves that were lost in this way. Some people make out like bandits at these events and others lose miserably. You can of course deny the invitation but then you have no chance at gaining a slave you might lust for yourself.” Mike returned with Gary’s refill and began searching through videotapes in his entertainment system cabinet. “How do you get Patty back if you want to?” “If I wanted to… oh yes I want to alright, Doug is a beast. Poor Patty, Doug really made some serious modifications that, as he put it “enhanced Patty aesthetically and psychologically”. Doug made sure that Patty wouldn’t try to run away on him by giving his new slave size D cups and having her penis clitorized.” Gary’s puzzled look required further explanation, “That’s when the dick is taken down to just the head which is tucked up into a hooded fold that resembles a female vulva. Here’s a photo Doug sent me, that’s his hand spreading her open. You can see that he’s made a rather unique hybrid. The urethra on the stubby head has been moved down to a more natural female position so that Patty can pee properly when she sits. He’s had electrolysis done so she’s permanently hairless down there and modified the scrotum to look like labia – pretty amazing don’t you think? When she gets horny her little dick swells up and pops out of her slit but with only an inch left she has to masturbate like a girl I’m sure. I saw her a few months back and hardly recognized her after her hormonal treatments – she’s beautiful. To get her back I’d bring a new slave to Pete or some other Grand Master and ask him to call a challenge and send an invitation to Doug and others that wanted to join in the game. Doug is the greedy type and he can afford a big harem so I’m sure he’d come running but others would keep clear – Pete has some rather interesting contests and competitions that sometimes result in unexpected consequences for the competitors.” “Are you looking for a slave now?” Gary tried to seem aloof and disinterested, feigning the tone of a market researcher conducting a telephone survey, but as he stared rapt with desire at the photo he blushed. His dick was getting really hard. “When the right boy comes along and there’s the right chemical connection…” Mike held up his glass and then finished it off as he pulled a videotape out of the cabinet. “Let’s watch Danny – I’ve found the tape!” Mike turned on the large screen TV and they both became absorbed by the spectacle of the nullification. Gary asked questions as he finished off two more drinks. He didn’t even notice that Mike had shifted himself over to the sofa to sit next to him so that he could see the picture better. Gary could feel his cock dribbling slightly with pre-cum in his pants but the effects of the alcohol prevented him from swelling up fully. “You don’t mind if I…?” Mike unzipped his pants and slipped off his shirt. He began stroking himself and staring at Gary as he watched the video. “Um…you don’t mind if I do that too?” Gary turned with slight embarrassment showing on his face, trying not to stare at Mike’s huge throbbing cock, he unzipped himself and tried to coax his own sluggish dick to attention. “What’s wrong? Having a hard time… let me take over? You can work on me – go ahead you can touch it…go ahead and grab my cock. That’s it – Good! A little bit faster and don’t be shy, you can grip a little harder, great – and rub my balls a bit too.” Mike watched Gary’s first awkward moments as he started masturbating him and then reached over and took Gary’s dick in his large rough hand. He squeezed it and it responded by swelling slightly, Mike worked it and looked into Gary’s eyes. He could see the excited wide eyed recognition settling across Gary’s face. Gary relaxed and gave in to Mike’s directions and soon lost all inhibitions. Mike was amazed at how well the drug that Pete had given him was working along with a bit of alcohol and now Gary was putty in his hands. “I … I’m feeling a little bit woozy… and…” Gary slowed down on Mike’s cock and slumped back a little so that his head rested against the couch and he stared down at Mike’s cock. He drooled a bit and sucked it into his mouth as he breathed excitedly. He looked down at his own cock in Mike’s hand and watched a small spurt of cum ooze slowly from it and he moaned and released Mike’s cock. Mike leaned over him and gave him a slow gentle kiss and Gary accepted it willingly. Mike pulled him down on the couch beneath him and pulled Gary’s pants and underwear down around his ankles. “Pull mine down now.” Mike’s tone was authoritative but gentle and Gary complied. Mike slipped his dick between Gary’s legs and rocked back and forth a bit so that he massaged Gary’s genitals between both their bodies. “You like that don’t you? Don’t be afraid I won’t hurt you or do anything that you don’t like.” Gary glanced at the television screen and watched a close up shot of Danny being sewn up with a catheter tube dangling where his penis used to be. It was over. Gary felt groggy and when he rolled over he found himself naked and bound by his arms and legs to a bed with Mike kneeling over him masked and wearing a Master’s harness. Gary pulled at the restraints but he couldn’t slip his hands through them. He looked up but said nothing, so many mixed emotions were flooding his head and he was too buzzed to think straight. “You got pretty turned on out there and wanted to play… but I’ll have to take you’re virginity first before you become a willing slut. You need to taste me first though and finish what you started out there on the couch. Mike straddled Gary’s chest and began slapping Gary’s face with his hard cock until Gary opened his mouth. “So you don’t do anything naughty!” Mike turned and Gary felt his bag being pulled and squeezed and then a snapping sound. He felt a sharp tug on his sack and balls and saw that the leash handle in Mike’s left hand was the cause of his discomfort. “That’s right – got to put the dog on a leash to train him.” Mike gave it another sharper tug and Gary gritted his teeth and grunted. “Open your mouth and suck nicely.” Mike fed him the cock and Gary began sucking. He learned quickly to follow Mike’s commands with a few tugs and jerks of the chain and soon Mike shot his load and felt a triumphant rush of hedonistic pleasure course through him. “Haven’t you ever wondered what it was like when your girl friend was giving you a blow job? Now that you know, how did it feel?” Mike dismounted and began lubricating a small vibrator and strapping on a waist harness to Gary. “Mike listen man! You’re not going to do anything like what happened to Jim are you? Come on now you’ve got to tell me where this is going before anything else happens here?” Gary was beginning to sober up quickly. “Ha! You are just having a little training session is all – nothing extreme for newbies like you. I don’t even know if you are capable of joining our club and need to give you a little probing, a little test of rank before we go any further.” “I just wanted to learn a little more about B&D that’s all I came over here for – really! What are you doing with that?” Gary tried to kick his legs but couldn’t get any leverage from the bed. “I’m teaching you what you wanted to learn. Only one way to do that and it is through experience. This is going to make it easier for me to fuck you and make it more pleasurable for your first time. Just relax here a while.” Mike inserted the vibrator and Gary fought a bit until Mike coaxed him into relaxing and letting himself be penetrated. Once it was in Mike strapped it into position and clicked it on. He watched Gary squirm for a while before eventually getting aroused and moaning from the new pleasure he’d suddenly discovered. Mike turned it off and removed it after fifteen minutes. “I think you’re ready for the real thing my sweet little virgin. I hope that you can handle more than a little toy?” Mike measured his cock against Gary’s before slipping on a condom, “You don’t seem to measure up to the standards required of Alpha rank for our club but you might measure up to Beta rank?” Mike lowered his cock and slid it into Gary slowly as he rubbed Gary’s little nipples and watched them become hard. Gary groaned but remained silent, but as Mike began to thrust he began making sounds that he’d only ever heard his girlfriends make before and at last he climaxed and his ejaculation sprayed over his belly. His eyes rolled back and he sighed blissfully as Mike pulled out of him. “I think you are a Beta – what do you think?” Mike tugged the chain strapped to Gary’s balls. “I think you know best Mike.” Gary groaned. “You will call me Master while I wear this hood. That is the first rule!” Mike pulled hard on the chain and Gary grunted. “I’m sorry Master… yes I think that you’re right.” Gary felt elated and free even though he was bound and being dominated by another man. “From now on you will receive training from me until your submission and obedience is complete. Do you understand me?” “Yes Master. Can you please release me now?” Gary’s ass felt a little sore after being fucked by Mike and he wanted to walk it off. “I’ll tell you when the session ends! Rule number two!” “I’m sorry Master. When can I get up?” “Because you were so well behaved and such a good little bottom boy this time I’ll let you up once your collar is on.” Mike put a collar around Gary’s neck and released him from the restraints. Gary got up slowly and examined the pig ball clip that had been put onto his nuts and was led into bathroom by Mike pulling his chain. “Wash up and put on the clothes I’ve laid out for you boy.” Mike pointed to a pile of clothes that looked like a ballet costume on the bathroom counter. Mike unleashed him, removing the pig’s balls collar, and told him not to take his neck collar off. Gary emerged from the bathroom wearing a tight black spandex body suit and a frilly pink tutu and Mike reached up under the frills of the tutu with one of his hands as he snapped the chain back onto the neck collar. “Good you put the torture girdle on the right way. How about a little more of your tongue on my cock now? Come with me you little fairy cock sucker!” Mike yanked the chain and Gary reluctantly followed him to the den that had been set up as a small torture chamber. “The first thing we do with fairy cock suckers like you is clip their wings a bit so they can’t get away from us until we’ve put them in their place. Now to yoke you and chain you up!” Mike forced his wrists into the shackles of the yoke’s cross beam and forced Gary down on his knees. “How does that girdle feel now? Is it starting to pinch a bit? I don’t think that you realize what the strap at the back does do you? You probably thought that it was just a little mouse tail that went along with the Minnie Mouse costume didn’t you?” Mike reached around to the crack of Gary’s ass and pulled the nylon strap that was sewn to the elastic pouches that were firmly constricting Gary’s nuts and swelling cock. The harder Gary got the more pressure seemed to build on his genitals. Mike pulled upwards on the strap and watched Gary try to rise up from the floor to quell the sudden pain and constriction. “Whoa! You’re going to pull off my nuts!” Gary cried out when he realized what was happening. “Shut up slut! See my cock boy – suck it till I’m satisfied. Once you get used to my taste you’ll crave it and become mine alone.” Mike smiled and wondered how Pete had just picked Gary off of the street. He wondered how many other willing slaves were out there hiding and trying to fit into their false identity cookie cut out lives. He tried to imagine Gary’s girlfriend seeing him now and the thought of it made him release sending his thick juice streaming down Gary’s throat. He let Gary rise still shackled in the yoke and hooked each of the metal end rings of the yoke to chains bolted to a ceiling beam. He adjusted the chain length so that Gary had to stand on his toes slightly and then clipped the torture girdle strap to Gary’s neck collar so that it kept him in a state of constant erection and compression. Gary tried to arch his neck back to ease the pressure on his nuts but the yoke held him in place. “Please Master! I sucked your cock like you told me to! Why are you punishing me?” Gary’s voice was almost a high girl’s falsetto as he pleaded. “Were you thinking of my pleasure the whole time you were tonguing my cock or your own you little bitch! I know all about your selfish little hard on and I’m going to fix it! This is what I mean about clipping your wings…” Mike reached down and opened a little Velcro pocket on the crotch of Gary’s body suit and pulled out a tiny plug that trailed two wires. Gary watched him pull out a small black box with a meter and dials on its face and plug it into the wall socket and then to Gary’s girdle socket. Gary now knew what the strange metal disks were that were rubbing against his sweating balls and the foil cap that the head of his penis was now pressing against in the girdle. “Holy shit! You can’t do that - this is torture man!” Gary screamed out. “Did you just curse and tell me what I couldn’t do? You’ve forgotten rules number one and two already you little cock sucking fairy bastard! First rule: Master! Second rule: You do what you’re told!” Mike flipped a switch on the box and Gary braced himself but nothing happened. Then Mike turned the dial and Gary’s legs jolted him up as the current hit his genitals and spread through his lower body. It wasn’t exactly painful but it made his balls pull up and try to retract up into his abdomen as it pulsed. Gary looked down at the needle on the meter as it rose and fell with each electric pulse from the box. “Don’t worry…nothing serious – just a modified muscle stimulator for exercise. It burns off fat for people who don’t have time to exercise but it can also be made to rewire the brain.” Mike turned one of the dials and the needle jumped a bit higher and the jolt made Gary quiver. His nuts ached and throbbed and his dick seemed numbed by the steady pulse of the electrical charge. It made him think of how he’d once accidentally touched an electric fence on a farm as a child. “My dick feels numb – why are you doing this?” Gary struggled to get his arms free and tried to get at the plug with one of his feet while standing on the other but it was hopeless. He was stuck. “I’m going to increase the cycle rate on this low setting so that it gets a whole lot number. So numb that you’ll have forgotten all about it when I return. As for your balls they are going to feel as if they were cotton balls. Once your wings are clipped you’ll crawl on the ground at my feet.” Mike turned the dial and Gary’s whole lower body throbbed and pulsed uncontrollably. No matter how hard he tried to resist and keep his muscles taught the current overpowered him. He began to feel a strange sensation flooding over him and he at first panicked wondering what lasting effect this could have on him but eventually as time passed he gave into the feeling and found that he had reached a strange conundrum. He was becoming excited by what was happening to him but could no longer feel his hard on or balls for that matter and wasn’t sure if he was hard or soft but he still felt recurring waves of pleasure like small pulsing orgasms. He tried to force his penis to move but wasn’t sure if anything was happening and this frustration began to compound until he just gave up after half an hour. He was getting tired and felt weak but needing release from the massive sexual tension that had been slowly building in his head so that even his thinking seemed fuzzy and clouded and he couldn’t concentrate on anything except the need to masturbate or fuck to get off. When he was taken down from the yoke he could hardly walk and was stripped down naked, cuffed, and half-carried by Mike into the bedroom. Gary was prevented from touching or even looking at his genitals and as Mike fastened his cuffs to the headboard Gary noticed the hypodermic syringe on the bed stand. He didn’t say anything but began to worry how far things were going to go. His foggy mind could only think of one thing and that was sexual release. “Master please I need to jerk off… or fuck or something… I’ve just got to feel my cock and balls…” Gary was cut off before he could finish by Mike shoving a cock gag in his mouth and strapping it on. “You’re going to make me happy now slave boy. Sorry but I can’t allow you to feel anything from your little dick for the next part of your ass training so I’ll have to give it a shot to numb it completely. Don’t worry it is the same stuff you get at the dentist.” Mike showed him the Novocain container and then injected Gary’s already numb and slack penis and then pushed Gary’s balls up into his abdominal cavity so that his sack hung slack and empty. Mike rubbed his shaft a bit and felt total elation at the sight of it. He felt as if his cock would burst because it was so hard. He tried to think of what was going on in Gary’s mind now so that he could calculate his next move but couldn’t even focus because he was in such an excited state. He looked into Gary’s eyes and then reached to the bed stand and got two nipple clips. He had used them on Patty and they had certainly worked it seemed – perhaps too well he thought. He rubbed Gary’s nipples until they stood erect and clipped them. Gary moaned a bit through his gag and Mike knew he liked it. “Can you feel this?” Mike grabbed Gary’s limp dick and squeezed it. Gary shook his head no. He then grabbed the empty scrotum and ran it through his fingers like velvet cloth but there was no reaction from Gary. “Good.” He said as he slid a lubricated finger up Gary’s ass and tickled it, “Can you feel this?” Gary’s quick tightening of his ass hole confirmed that he did but he also shook his head in affirmation, “Excellent!” Mike replied as he entered Gary with his own need for orgasmic release. He rode Gary like a rodeo champion on a bull but he was careful to prolong the tension and stimulation that he knew was burning a whole new neural submissive network into Gary’s brain. Mike knew that Gary was bonding to him as slave to Master and felt it as Gary’s thighs gripped his waist in passionate embrace as he thrust deeper into him. “Your ass is mine now boy.” Mike sighed as he felt Gary quiver beneath him and watched Gary’s numb dick spurt uncontrollably in the throes of his first anal orgasm. It was done now. Mike continued thrusting to strengthen the erogenous connection and bring on a second orgasm for Gary who now whimpered like a girl. Mike removed the gag when he was finished with him and kissed him long and hard. “Are you my boy now? Did you enjoy your first session?” Mike removed the nipple clips and sucked the red nipples until they swelled a bit. “Wow… I feel so different… like a huge weight has just been lifted off of me… or like I won the lottery or something. I don’t know what to say except that I thought that it would have never entered my mind if we hadn’t met…” Gary had tears in the corner of his eyes. “Are you my boy now?” Mike almost cooed it into Gary’s ear. “I’m your boy Master – teach me more.” Gary sighed and looked up into Mike’s passionate eyes and smiled blissfully. “You didn’t have any plans this weekend did you? Expecting anyone at your flat? Appointments?” Mike got up and started to walk to the bathroom. “No plans. I’m totally free.” “The next step then is to denude your pubes. Boys don’t have fur between their legs now do they?” Mike returned with a can of shaving cream and a razor. “My girlfriend! How will I explain? I mean…” Gary was at another crossroads again and unsure of how far he could go with this. “I’ll shave her too if you like…” Mike began to dab shaving cream over Gary’s hairy groin and balls and grinned as he shaved the sack clean and smooth. He looked up at Gary who was incapable of making a decision for himself anymore and continued shaving, swishing razor clean in a bowl of water on the bed. Gary watched as his thick forest of pubic hair vanished. He was amazed to see himself shaved and even though he still couldn’t feel his dick it began to get hard. For a moment he almost felt just like a boy, a way he hadn’t felt since before passing through puberty. The lack of sensation in his genitals made him even more excited and he wanted to jerk off but couldn’t. “How does that look now? Does it bring you back? I see it excites you.” Mike hunted under the bed for something and pulled up a small metal and leather basket that resembled a tiny cage and proceeded to firmly strap it on Gary once his dick became softer again. It was a male chastity belt. “That will keep you from playing with yourself while we have dinner.” Mike unshackled him and led him back to the living room by the leash and made him lay naked on his back with his legs spread open. “You stay there like that while I order the food – I hope you like Chinese food.” Gary was forced to remain like that while Mike changed back into his clothes. Gary was still naked with legs spread when the deliveryman came and dropped off the food. The deliveryman almost laughed at the sight of him but said nothing. Gary blushed in shame and covered his face but remained on the floor. After dinner Mike permitted Gary to get dressed again, although the chastity belt made an obvious bulge in his pants, and they sat talking and listening to music for a long time. Gary talked about his childhood and previous sexual experiences while Mike mostly listened, interjecting a little with questions. Mike was realizing that Gary did fit the “profile” as Pete had put it in their conversation weeks earlier when he’d told him that he knew of a possible slave candidate. Mike was now convinced that he could break him and help Gary fulfill his secret desire to become completely submissive and docile, eventually becoming his property, and in time becoming at last a eunuch. He would have to be slow and calculating in his methods so that Gary would reach the sudden epiphany on his own terms and then become obsessed and driven to perform for his Master in what ever way Mike saw fit. It was a delicate balancing act that Mike was all too familiar with now having failed recently with several other prospective candidates. They had all bolted after their first session, some threatening to notify the cops about the club, others so scared or angered mostly with themselves that they left town altogether. Mike imagined them wandering aimlessly through their lives now, permanently scarred from the experience, branded by their first trial and attempt to transcend the taboos that society had imposed upon them. He pictured them weeping at night either alone or next to their lovers wondering why they felt the way they did and what compulsion drove them to want to be castrated. His most recent runaways had all been so different and varied from one another. There had been the twenty year old virgin college student who still needed to “find himself”, trying to conform to the plan his parents had laid out for him but failing at every step. The young Asian electrical engineer who felt undesirable in both Straight and Gay society because of his stature and size, his androgyny, he had complained about racial stereotypes but yet seemed contradictorily full of them himself. The last marvel which still vexed Mike to no end for having escaped his clutches, was the thirty something year old avid jock body builder torn up inside between his super masculine image and ego, and his desire to be neutered and cut down to the most feminine of men. None of it seemed to matter anymore as he probed the tantalizing beauty sitting next to him now. At last it came time to turn in for the night, Gary was staying over but was now complaining that the sensation had come back to his cock and balls with a vengeance and that his hard on was too painful within the confines of the chastity belt. Mike suggested an alternative – a shot that would make his hard on go away temporarily so that the chastity belt could be removed for the night. Gary worried that it might be estrogen and declined until Mike showed him the med sheet for the testosterone blocker. It wouldn’t alter his body in any physiological way and had no side effects to worry about other than possibly preventing prostate cancer and hair loss. Gary was intrigued because it would allow him to feel the way he thought Tommy, Bobby, and Danny felt and the way that Jimmy must feel now as well. After reading the drug information and knowing that it would be only temporary, lasting a maximum of forty-eight hours, he decided to try it and let Mike inject him. It worked so quickly that Gary was surprised to see his erection vanish within an hour. He felt different too, much calmer and almost serene, the feeling that he usually experienced immediately after sex, only it lasted much longer. When his chastity belt was removed he touched himself as Mike watched and felt how soft and smooth everything was between his legs with all of the hair gone. He played with his limp dick and tried to massage it and make it stand up but there was no reaction and it remained soft. This frustrated Gary and he tried to concentrate and make it hard by force of will but it wouldn’t respond to anything he did. “You want this?” Mike had become excited by Gary’s frustrated impotence and pulled his pants down to reveal his own solid shaft. “Go ahead touch it boy. You remember how I trained you to give me head.” Gary put his lips around Mike’s cock and at the same time played with his own genitals like a pubescent boy would out of increasing curiosity. “That’s good enough. I know you want my cock and I’m going to give it too you only if you beg to be fucked like a little boy. Now lay on your back and show me your ass and beg!” Mike pulled his cock out of Gary’s mouth and slapped his face with it until Gary complied obediently with his Master’s command. “Please Master your boy is begging you to fuck him. I want your cock!” Gary slid himself on his back toward Mike’s waiting cock and lifted his ass to meet it. Mike reached down to Gary’s sack just before insertion and pushed Gary’s balls up into his abdomen and smiled as Gary probed and felt the empty sack with his hands. This time it seemed easier and more natural to Gary and his ass didn’t hurt at all. Instead he felt a wave of pleasure flood his mind and body and when he looked down at his limp dick he saw clear thin cum flowing slowly out of it onto his shaven pubic mound. They took turns scrubbing each other down in the shower and cuddling while the hot water sprayed over them and Mike knew that Gary wasn’t going to be another runner. As they toweled each other off Mike suggested that Gary try a special cream that would keep his shaven pubic area and balls from itching. He told him that he expected his slave to keep himself shaved from now on and that the cream would help him from getting a rash. Gary examined the small white plastic container for a label but it didn’t have one. He unscrewed the lid and smelled the white cream and it had a clean pleasant smell so he dabbed some on himself and rubbed it in. Mike watched him with a crocodile grin as Gary applied a liberal coating to his balls before capping the lid. “Thanks. What is this stuff by the way?” Gary passed it back to Mike. “It’s ok – you keep it because you’re going to need to use it after you shave and have a hot shower to keep yourself smooth and soft.” Mike laughed inwardly at Gary’s callow innocence. Gary had feared feminization earlier and was so careful to examine the Novocaine and Testosterone blocker he’d been injected with but he unwittingly went hog wild with the cream. Mike struggled to keep a straight face as he laughed inwardly at his own secret little bit of black humor. “Yeah it does feel good with this stuff on there and it isn’t too oily, just seems to soak right in.” “Let’s get some sleep.” Mike led his slave into the bedroom and made him wear one of Patty’s old PVC bottoms that had a hole for the penis to protrude from but kept the balls in a tucked abdominal position. He helped Gary put it on with a bit of baby powder and smiled as Gary got off on how it felt to have his nuts tucked. Gary was beginning to feel sleepy and kind of warm and dazed but he thought that it was just from all of the excitement of the evening and he soon fell asleep pressing his flaccid little dick against Mike’s hairy leg. The next day Gary awoke feeling slightly odd and thinking that it must be the testosterone-blocking drug still having its effect. He looked down at his shrunken dick sticking out of the PVC girdle like a wilted flower and touched it to see if he could rouse it. He had always woken up in the past with raging hardons that made it difficult for him to piss first thing in the morning. It felt tingly and soft but puffed a little from his stimulation. Satisfied he rubbed the head and found it supersensitive. He hadn’t lost the urge for sex but it just felt different in a way he’d never experienced before. It was as if a wall had been put up in his brain between his new erotic feelings and sensory urges and his previous hot burning male libido. He was still in the mood for sex but it seemed a cool passion now, a more passive urge that required mental stimulation instead of physical. The heat and raging aggressiveness was now chilled as though he’d been immersed in a pool of tranquil bliss. He wondered if this was how his girlfriend Samantha felt or if it was only a feeling that was special to boy slaves who’d been chemically castrated. He looked over and saw Mike watching him silently with a coy smile on his lips. “So is this how it feels? Wow…” Gary kissed Mike and hugged him. After breakfast and another discussion about the club and how Gary felt about joining they returned to the torture room and had another training session. This time Mike fastened a black rubber elastic band around Gary’s nuts and then strung a series of small round weights to them. Gary was made to sit on a reclining bench resembling a gynecologists examination table with his legs spread and positioned so that he could watch from a mirror as his balls turned purple toward the end of the session. He was allowed to touch them after his “treatment” and they seemed cold and smaller, a little soft, and number than usual. “That’s just because you’ve been drained out – I doubt that you’ve creamed so many times before in such a short time now have you?” Mike shifted the focus to Gary’s orgasms and sexual excitement before releasing him. He knew that Gary had to return to his apartment now and go to work as usual Monday morning and wondered if Gary would be able to handle the transitions this sort of relationship demanded of a slave in training. It was like Pete had told him: “When a slave truly belongs to you when you free it the slave willingly returns to you.” Now Mike would have to put that maxim to the test and see if Gary would come back to him or if his stubborn social conditioning would prevail and keep his parentally imposed male patterned ego from shattering like the fragile eggshell that it was. Mike looked at Gary’s nipples and could see that they had become a bit darker and puffy. The aureoles stood out now instead of lying flat with the surrounding skin and Mike thought of the security seal on a jar lid – one twist and pop! The disc in the center of the lid stays up no matter how you try to reseal it again. He would need to cup them a bit so that he’d have an excuse to throw Gary should his slave in training become suspicious of what had been done to him. He found the breast pumps he used to use on Patty and hooked them up to the vacuum pump that he used on his own cock. “What’s that for?” Gary asked in a curious tone. “Just a little extra treatment to condition your nipples so that they’ll become more sensitive and responsive to pleasure and pain. Don’t worry you won’t get tits from just one treatment…” Mike cupped him and pumped him up until the nipples were gorged with blood and fluids, standing out like the first visible sign of a girl’s entry into womanhood. Gary looked down at his swollen nipples and wanted to play with them and feel the strange new expanded pink zone around their tips. When he was released he felt them and rubbed them a bit and felt a warm rush as they perked up. They were really sensitive and ticklish. He had to be going now though and the training was over for the weekend. “I guess I should go home now. When will I see you again?” Gary asked as he stepped out of Mike’s place. “That’s really up to your schedule. Just call me, and remember to keep yourself shaved and to use the cream after a hot shower. If you get a rash I’ve got better stuff for it – don’t buy any of that crappy lotion they sell at the drugstore because it doesn’t work so good.” Mike gave him a gentle pat on the ass. “I don’t even know what you do for a living?” Gary asked just before walking away. “I’ll tell you next time.” Mike closed the door and watched Gary drive off through the blinds. He would have to call Pete and confer with him on how he’d handled Gary’s training. When Garry got back to his apartment he found Samantha waiting for him. She had her hair up in a ponytail and sat watching television with a bowl of ice cream and beer on the coffee table in front of her. “Where the hell have you been? I tried calling you all over! Nobody knew where you were and I was worried…if you hadn’t come back tonight I was getting ready to call the cops. We were supposed to go down to the beach today remember?” Samantha looked at the little white jar of cream in Gary’s hand and her tone changed to one of concern. “What’s that? Have you been to a doctor or something? Did something happen to you…I’m sorry…” She got up and hugged and kissed him wondering why he had such a sullen look on his face and why he seemed to have a despondent and crest fallen demeanor – it was so unlike his usual bravado and machismo. She sensed something humble and softer in his countenance and noticed that his skin seemed smoother and a bit paler. “Uh… I’m sorry. Yeah, something came up and I had to look after it… I, well, I mean, yeah – there was a bit of a problem. I ended up staying over at my parents last night because…” Gary’s head spun in a haze of panic as he tried to manufacture some sort of excuse. He thought about his shaved groin and knew that Samantha had come expecting sex as well as spending the day with him at the beach playing volleyball with her friends. She was going to see him naked sooner or later no matter what he said and the jar of cream and her own assumption played right into his ploy. “Well it is really embarrassing but remember how I worked out at the gym the other day and I told you how I thought the towels there smelled funny? Well…I got a kind of skin fungus from them the doctor said. I didn’t know what it was but it was kind of uh…burning and stinging and I got some little red spots around my groin area so I was worried naturally. He gave me this cream and told me that I had to keep the area really clean and dry… I have to change my underwear if I perspire at all and wash them in bleach for the next few days until the spores are all gone.” Gary bit his lip and grimaced because he hated telling lies and hated being lied to. “Shit, I told you to bring your own towels! Didn’t I tell you? But oh no, mister authority on personal hygiene says that only girls worry about those things.... That’ll teach you! How bad is it?” She started to unzip him but he pulled back. “Can we just wait a while until this clears up… I mean it isn’t really attractive you know?” “I don’t care about that! I just want to see – I’ve had yeast infections before too you know! Is it contagious?” She scrutinized his face now suspecting that what he had might not really be a fungus when she saw that the cream jar was without a label. “Just for a few days until the spores are gone – Jesus do you think I’ve got VD or something? It is just a fungus ok?” Gary couldn’t prevent her from pulling his pants down any longer and when she saw his shaved pubic area and genitals her mouth hung open and she stood staring as though she were looking at a mutilation or accident sight. Then she burst out laughing hysterically causing Gary to turn beet red, mortified by her ridicule; he jerked up his pants again before she could get a closer look. “They shaved you? Fuck! That is sweet…I don’t see any mushrooms sprouting down there but you sure are fixed now Mr. Hot to Trot...” She broke off into howling peals of laughter and sat back down on the sofa to finish her beer. “Well I guess I’ll just go back to my place then because you are untouchable! What a riot – I should get a picture of this!” She continued humiliating and taunting him until he shut himself in the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror and almost felt like crying. His eyes watered slightly and he braced himself against the sink. He put the cream jar in the medicine cabinet and stared a long time at the razor next to it. His normal reaction would have been to just put Samantha in her place or make light of the situation but this time he felt defeated and resigned to his fate. He examined himself again and rubbed his dick and balls a bit but found them completely unresponsive and a sudden jolt of fear hit him as he realized that he had to get rid of Samantha unless she found out that he couldn’t get it up. He felt his balls and thought it strange that they were still a lot smaller than usual and worried if she had noticed. She wouldn’t leave until he’d made up to her for leaving her high and dry and not even bothering to call and tell her about what had happened. This had its way of winding up in the bedroom and as she stripped down in front of him and he gazed at her hot sexy body, her breasts and dark bush, he realized that he wasn’t getting aroused at all. He felt almost nothing except humiliation. “Come on! You can at least eat me baby…come on, you don’t have to always be the one on top you know. I love the feel of your tongue too and it is good punishment for you to go without for being so bad!” She knelt on the edge of the bed and pulled him towards her, pushing him down on his knees, and removing his shirt. “You better keep your pants on fungus boy.” She brought his mouth to her groin and purred when his tongue found her clitoris and then began to slide in and out of her vagina. Gary felt nothing but he had to continue satisfying her and as he did so he found it increasingly more frustrating that he couldn’t get hard. He unzipped himself and slid his hand down below to try and excite himself but nothing happened. The testosterone blocker was still working he thought. She pulled him up after she began climaxing and noticed that his nipples seemed swollen and puffy. She rubbed one and laughed but said nothing. Gary noticed that they seemed more pointed in shape and a bit darker than before even though it had now been hours since they had been pumped up. “Well I have to go anyway because I have a big day at work tomorrow – office party for a manger who’s leaving. Sorry about the fungus – hope it goes away soon.” She got dressed quickly and grabbed a few of her things that she’d left behind from previous visits. Gary wondered if she was leaving him for good when she looked through the bedroom closet for her bathing suit. Within five minutes she was gone, leaving him sitting alone looking remorsefully at his flaccid and useless penis, carefully inspecting his soft and slightly shrunken balls. He went into the kitchen and fished out a bottle of tequila and the remainder of the six pack of beer and took it out to the living room where he sat in front of the television until he felt numb all over. He felt like calling Mike because he had no one else to talk to who would understand but he resisted – not wanting to appear weak and unable to handle the situation himself. He instead finished off the carton of ice cream and then had a long hot shower. He examined the shaved area and noticed a few pink bumps where a few hairs had become a bit in grown and applied a large gob of the cream and rubbed it in well. He felt kind of warm and sleepy twenty minutes later and very calm as if the whole issue with Samantha had sorted itself out without him having to do anything about it. Just as he got into bed the phone rang and it was Samantha calling back to apologize to him. Gary listened but his mind was elsewhere, lost in the fog of alcohol, drifting through the blurry maze of transformation that was happening in his brain. He hung up the phone and collapsed in bed after setting his alarm. Morning came and his hang over made it hard for him to get ready for work in time. He was slow and clumsy and seemed confused and irritable with himself. He had woken up with a partial erection but didn’t have the time or seem inclined to play with it much before hurrying off to work. As he shaved in the mirror he noticed that he seemed to look a bit younger, his skin a bit smoother and softer. He also noticed that his nipples had remained puffy and seemed even a bit more swollen. He pressed one of them and it was soft and kind of rubbery feeling, it sprang back up to its stretched out position and he smiled. He had another shower to wake himself up and used more of the cream before dressing and running out the door with his briefcase. Six days later on the following weekend he found himself back at Mike’s. Samantha had left him after humiliating and ridiculing his inability to get a full erection. She had derided him in front of mutual friends for being always on the make after finding a few phone numbers at his apartment. Before she left she had fired her parting shots and reasons for leaving by being annoyed by his scatter brained behavior and grossed out by the way his nipples were poking out like hers. She had gone off on him for an hour about his sudden frigidity and laziness, how he was just sitting around the house lately just drinking beer and getting soft, that his ass was filling out. He cancelled his membership at the gym they both went to and let her clear her stuff out of his apartment. His last visit to the gym had been a waste of time anyway and he just didn’t feel like working out. “Are you relieved that it is over now? You’ll get over it Gary don’t worry things will only get more interesting for you.” Mike embraced him and sat him down on the couch next to him. “Another thing that really has me pissed off is that my dick hasn’t ever gotten fully hard again since last weekend and my nuts have shrunk. She’s right about my damned nipples too! I thought that you said it was all just temporary?” Gary covered his face with his hands and leaned into Mike’s chest. “It is only temporary… unless you want it to be permanent yourself in which case you are the one who is making that decision for yourself.” Mike had saved himself all week waiting for Gary to return to him, knowing full well that he would once the hormonal cream had taken effect and gotten Samantha out of the picture. He was dying to see Gary’s nipples and see how far the gynecomastia had developed. He didn’t want Gary to be too feminized because he wanted to only make him more boyish and androgynous and not completely feminine. He also wanted to squeeze Gary’s shrunken testicles and see the results of the hormone treatment. Gary had never suspected the cream. “Well I just don’t know – I mean… what we do together turns me on. Really! More than any other experience I’ve ever had in my life this has been the most amazing and the most mind opening to me. I just don’t know…” Gary broke off and searched Mike’s face for the answer. “I think that you’re ready for more training aren’t you? It will get better for you the more you explore and give yourself a chance to find your true role. Life is like that don’t you think? We all just really live behind masks and rarely ever touch our true selves or ever really connect with another human being on any other level than what has been predetermined for us by the dictates of the society we live in. Be free! I say! Screw the others who judge us and want to hold us back and keep us from what we are seeking. Gary you are such a beautiful boy – cherish that and find fulfillment and passion through that. Don’t you want to be my boy?” Mike held Gary’s head between his hands and looked deeply into his slave’s eyes waiting until he heard the simple “yes” of affirmation that he knew he would find. Gary’s eyes widened with the realization of what he’d just said and his dick stiffened a little, leaking clear cum against his shaven pubic mound. “Take me Master… I’m yours.” Gary kissed Mike and began unzipping his pants. He yearned for the hot taste of his Master’s juice in his mouth. The complete feeling of satisfied submission it gave him. “This weekend we will train at Pete’s – you are going to be admitted to the club as a member in training – and you are going to get to meet Doug and Patty too.” Mike groaned as Gary sucked him hard, coaxing out the sudden furious fountain of hot juice. Gary smiled and licked his lips, flushed with passion. To be continued….