Andys new life ch2
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Andy was out running in the country lanes near his home. At 32 he had not yet married, but he’d had a number of girlfriends. He enjoyed running, besides it kept him in shape. He was pretty attractive and had an athletic body. As he rounded a corner he saw a young lady struggling with a puncture on her horsebox. “Can you help me please?” she asked. Andy went over to have a look at the situation, helping was the least that he could do. “The spare is in the horsebox, but it’s a bit heavy for me” the young lady said to him. Andy made his way into the horsebox to retrieve the spare, he was thinking how attractive the lady was and hoping that by helping her out it may lead on to more. Little did Andy realise that this would be the last time that he would ever see a woman. As he reached out for the spare wheel, he was aware of a presence close behind him, before everything went black.
Andy awoke in the pitch black, he was aware that he was naked and laying on a thin mattresss on a very hard bed. He rubbed his eyes and tried to look around, but it was impossible to see anything in the inky blackness. Suddenly the whole ceiling illuminated, it was made of led panels fitted into a frame work pattern. They provided amazingly clear illumination, perfectly revealing every detail of the room. The room was about 10 feet square with a basin, shower and toilet in a wet room type area in one of the corners. One of the walls was a floor to ceiling mirror, Andy suspected that people were on the other side watching him. All other surfaces of the room, the ceiling, floors and walls had various metal attachments, D rings, clips, bars, hooks etc. Andy wasn’t keen on the situation in which he found himself and felt an awful feeling of dread and sickness. A deep male voice filled the room. “Hello, we are pleased that you are awake. Welcome to your new life. We appreciate that you will be felling somewhat disconcerted and anxious so I’ll explain in very clear and simple terms for you. Your previous life is over. You are now our property and from today will be known as slave 61. You will learn to follow instructions and anticipate the needs of others without a moments hesitation, otherwise you will be punished. From now on your life will consist of pain and humiliation for the satisfaction and amusement of others.”
Andy sat and listened, struggling to take in everything that he was hearing. His mouth was dry, his stomach turning and tears began to well in his eyes before rolling down his face. He then started to shout “no, no no! You can’t do this, I’ll call the police, you’ll get found out, people will miss me. Please, please I’ll do anything, please release me”
“Oh we know that you’ll do anything, and we won’t have to release you. People may miss you, but no-one will ever find you. You need some time for this to sink in, take the opportunity to consider your situation and the choices that you will make in the future.” With that the lights went out, leaving Andy curled in a ball sobbing on his bed.
He must have cried himself to sleep as he was awoken sometime later by the voice. “By the shower you will find hair removal cream, shaving foam and a razor. You are to remove every trace of every hair from your body. Failure to do so will result in punishment. ”Andy yelled his defiance “I won’t do it, you can’t make me and I demand that you let me go!” “Last chance slave 61, start shaving!” Andy sat back on his bed and folded his arms across his chest, he would not submit, the man behind the voice would have to come in to the room, at that point Andy could fight, at least then he’d have a chance to escape, he was an athletic guy and figured he could run fast even in bare feet. As he was making these plans in his mind, he noticed a hissing noise and the room began to fill with a cloudy gas. Be backed into the corner of the room, but couldn’t escape the gas which filled the room. He soon found himself feeling woozy before slipping under.
Andy came to and was immediately aware that his body was under stress, a metal frame was under his waist levering him up on to tip toes and his arms were stretched out in front of him with his hands cuffed to rings in the walls. His legs were firmly fixed to the bottom of the frame.
“You disobeyed by refusing to shave, you will learn that all instructions must be obeyed immediately and without question” said a voice from behind him. You will receive 24 strokes of the cane, 12 on each buttock, you will count each stroke and after each one, you will say thank you master, please may I have another?”
The ‘master’ walked into Andys eyeline as he was talking, he was nothing remarkable, an average man of average build and appearance in his 40’s. There was no way that Andy was going to yield to this mans demands and certainly no way he would thank him for caning him. Andy resolved to remain silent throughout his punishment. As Andy was considering his predicament he heard a whipping noise before feeling the sting of the cane on his right buttock. “61, do you have something to say?” Andy refused to comment and gritted his teeth, waiting for the next stroke, he felt sure he could get through the 24 in silence. The next 3 came in quick succession. “Still nothing to say 61?” Asked the masterafter the 4th stroke. Andy maintained his silence, his main concern was that he had started to get an erection, he was hoping that the master wouldn’t notice as being stripped naked, tied, bent over a frame and caned was not a situation that he ever expected would excite him.
The 5th stroke was hard and across the top of his thigh, Andy grunted as the cane landed. “Oh, so you do make noise then slave 61, are you ready to count your strokes and thank me?” Andy remained silent. Each of the next 5 strokes was progressively harder and the master was obviously well experienced in the use of the cane, applying strokes either on top of previous strokes or across them. By the tenth stroke Andy had tears welling in his eyes, he was much less confident of making it to 24 in silence.
Stokes 11 and 12 caused him to cry out and the tears started to roll from his eyes and down his cheeks, he now also had a raging erection, which he was sure the master must have noticed. The 13th stroke caused Andy to abandon his determination to remain silent “13, thank you master, please may i have another?” He mumbled. “I’m sorry 61, I didn’t hear you” said the master. “13, thank you master, please may I have another?” yelled Andy in pain and frustration. His response was met by raucous laughter from the master. “Oh no 61, it doesn’t work like that!”. The cane cracked into him again “14, thank you master, please may I have another?” Andy quickly said. “Oh 61 you’re a slow learner and it’s going to cost you.” Another 2 quick strokes hit, Andy was crying out at each one now, the pain cleared the fog in his mind and the penny dropped. “one? thank you master? Please may I have another?” Andy ventured. More laughing, “well done 61, see you’ve learnt to follow instructions”. Andy was defeated, already in extreme discomfort from the position in which he was tied, he realised that he was going to take a total of 40 strokes, nearly double his original punishment, perhaps he should have yielded after all and to top it all he was harder than ever in his life, his cock was throbbing and precum was dripping on to the floor.
Each of the remaining strokes layered pain upon pain, Andy screamed at each one and sobbed whilst his master paused between strokes allowing the pain to radiate through his body. After the 40th stroke Andy was exhausted, mentally and physically, his legs shook, his arms ached and he could barely get the words out to thank his master. His cuffs were unlocked and he collapsed on to the floor. “Slave 61, you will clean yourself up and be fully shaven as per my previous instructions when I return in the morning!” It took all of Andys strength to crawl to his bed and pull himself up on to it. He curled into a ball, despite his pain and the aches that wracked his body, he felt his hand on his erection, surely this was not right, how could he be considering wanking in this situation, but his hand was frantically pulling at his cock. Andy quickly released load after load of cum, he was so humiliated. He’d been subjected to more pain than he’d known in his life and the result was for him to masturbate! He lay in his ejaculate and sobbed himself to sleep.
Andy awoke in the pitch black, he was aware that he was naked and laying on a thin mattresss on a very hard bed. He rubbed his eyes and tried to look around, but it was impossible to see anything in the inky blackness. Suddenly the whole ceiling illuminated, it was made of led panels fitted into a frame work pattern. They provided amazingly clear illumination, perfectly revealing every detail of the room. The room was about 10 feet square with a basin, shower and toilet in a wet room type area in one of the corners. One of the walls was a floor to ceiling mirror, Andy suspected that people were on the other side watching him. All other surfaces of the room, the ceiling, floors and walls had various metal attachments, D rings, clips, bars, hooks etc. Andy wasn’t keen on the situation in which he found himself and felt an awful feeling of dread and sickness. A deep male voice filled the room. “Hello, we are pleased that you are awake. Welcome to your new life. We appreciate that you will be felling somewhat disconcerted and anxious so I’ll explain in very clear and simple terms for you. Your previous life is over. You are now our property and from today will be known as slave 61. You will learn to follow instructions and anticipate the needs of others without a moments hesitation, otherwise you will be punished. From now on your life will consist of pain and humiliation for the satisfaction and amusement of others.”
Andy sat and listened, struggling to take in everything that he was hearing. His mouth was dry, his stomach turning and tears began to well in his eyes before rolling down his face. He then started to shout “no, no no! You can’t do this, I’ll call the police, you’ll get found out, people will miss me. Please, please I’ll do anything, please release me”
“Oh we know that you’ll do anything, and we won’t have to release you. People may miss you, but no-one will ever find you. You need some time for this to sink in, take the opportunity to consider your situation and the choices that you will make in the future.” With that the lights went out, leaving Andy curled in a ball sobbing on his bed.
He must have cried himself to sleep as he was awoken sometime later by the voice. “By the shower you will find hair removal cream, shaving foam and a razor. You are to remove every trace of every hair from your body. Failure to do so will result in punishment. ”Andy yelled his defiance “I won’t do it, you can’t make me and I demand that you let me go!” “Last chance slave 61, start shaving!” Andy sat back on his bed and folded his arms across his chest, he would not submit, the man behind the voice would have to come in to the room, at that point Andy could fight, at least then he’d have a chance to escape, he was an athletic guy and figured he could run fast even in bare feet. As he was making these plans in his mind, he noticed a hissing noise and the room began to fill with a cloudy gas. Be backed into the corner of the room, but couldn’t escape the gas which filled the room. He soon found himself feeling woozy before slipping under.
Andy came to and was immediately aware that his body was under stress, a metal frame was under his waist levering him up on to tip toes and his arms were stretched out in front of him with his hands cuffed to rings in the walls. His legs were firmly fixed to the bottom of the frame.
“You disobeyed by refusing to shave, you will learn that all instructions must be obeyed immediately and without question” said a voice from behind him. You will receive 24 strokes of the cane, 12 on each buttock, you will count each stroke and after each one, you will say thank you master, please may I have another?”
The ‘master’ walked into Andys eyeline as he was talking, he was nothing remarkable, an average man of average build and appearance in his 40’s. There was no way that Andy was going to yield to this mans demands and certainly no way he would thank him for caning him. Andy resolved to remain silent throughout his punishment. As Andy was considering his predicament he heard a whipping noise before feeling the sting of the cane on his right buttock. “61, do you have something to say?” Andy refused to comment and gritted his teeth, waiting for the next stroke, he felt sure he could get through the 24 in silence. The next 3 came in quick succession. “Still nothing to say 61?” Asked the masterafter the 4th stroke. Andy maintained his silence, his main concern was that he had started to get an erection, he was hoping that the master wouldn’t notice as being stripped naked, tied, bent over a frame and caned was not a situation that he ever expected would excite him.
The 5th stroke was hard and across the top of his thigh, Andy grunted as the cane landed. “Oh, so you do make noise then slave 61, are you ready to count your strokes and thank me?” Andy remained silent. Each of the next 5 strokes was progressively harder and the master was obviously well experienced in the use of the cane, applying strokes either on top of previous strokes or across them. By the tenth stroke Andy had tears welling in his eyes, he was much less confident of making it to 24 in silence.
Stokes 11 and 12 caused him to cry out and the tears started to roll from his eyes and down his cheeks, he now also had a raging erection, which he was sure the master must have noticed. The 13th stroke caused Andy to abandon his determination to remain silent “13, thank you master, please may i have another?” He mumbled. “I’m sorry 61, I didn’t hear you” said the master. “13, thank you master, please may I have another?” yelled Andy in pain and frustration. His response was met by raucous laughter from the master. “Oh no 61, it doesn’t work like that!”. The cane cracked into him again “14, thank you master, please may I have another?” Andy quickly said. “Oh 61 you’re a slow learner and it’s going to cost you.” Another 2 quick strokes hit, Andy was crying out at each one now, the pain cleared the fog in his mind and the penny dropped. “one? thank you master? Please may I have another?” Andy ventured. More laughing, “well done 61, see you’ve learnt to follow instructions”. Andy was defeated, already in extreme discomfort from the position in which he was tied, he realised that he was going to take a total of 40 strokes, nearly double his original punishment, perhaps he should have yielded after all and to top it all he was harder than ever in his life, his cock was throbbing and precum was dripping on to the floor.
Each of the remaining strokes layered pain upon pain, Andy screamed at each one and sobbed whilst his master paused between strokes allowing the pain to radiate through his body. After the 40th stroke Andy was exhausted, mentally and physically, his legs shook, his arms ached and he could barely get the words out to thank his master. His cuffs were unlocked and he collapsed on to the floor. “Slave 61, you will clean yourself up and be fully shaven as per my previous instructions when I return in the morning!” It took all of Andys strength to crawl to his bed and pull himself up on to it. He curled into a ball, despite his pain and the aches that wracked his body, he felt his hand on his erection, surely this was not right, how could he be considering wanking in this situation, but his hand was frantically pulling at his cock. Andy quickly released load after load of cum, he was so humiliated. He’d been subjected to more pain than he’d known in his life and the result was for him to masturbate! He lay in his ejaculate and sobbed himself to sleep.
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