Story: Skin part 4

(continued from part 3-2)

After collaring me, Master Thomas told me that next weekend, we would do some "fun activities" to celebrate my collaring, including going to a fetish event and meeting up with the other boys he collared. I already met Dan but there were two I haven't met yet.



Saturday afternoon we all met at Master Thomas. I saw the two other boys, James and David. James was a slim asian boy who was more into sports gear than skinheads, and David was a chubbier but very attractive boy who also had a shaved head and loved skinhead culture. Of course Dan was there as well.
Before the meeting, Master Thomas told me his intention was to have some sort of 'family' or pack with a maximum of 4 collared boys. Dan was the first boy he collared and the alpha, which was why Dan was there last week. He didn't want a slave stable or something like that, rather he wanted to have four boys who were unique but also united through their love of bondage and submission. And obviously loyal to him.

Anyway, it was all very informal and fun meeting the other boys - although they all teased me about how I would suffer later that night (but also not to worry too much because they all went to something similar, and -in their words- "we're still alive aren't we?").
We went bowling in the afternoon, which was good fun of course. It was nice spending time with the other boys, they were fun to be around with and I never felt like I was the junior member of the gang, or any lesser than them. We also went to a nice chinese restaurant to have dinner.

Then we went back to Master's place to get ready for the fetish event. The other boys had some gear they already put on, or had in a bag to change when we got there. Master Thomas and Dan were in skinhead gear of course, David had some rubber gear under his normal clothes, and James would change at the event. That left me, but Master said I shouldn't worry about my outfit, and that I would see it when we got there.

We were early which meant we had some room to change. James changed into lycra gear that covered most of his body, then put on knee and elbow pads, and ended with asking Master's help to put on his dog hood and mitts. While he changed I also noticed he had a dog tag hanging from his neck chain, his pup name was Jax!

My turn to change...I didn't know what to expect, but was surprised (and maybe a bit disappointed) when Master only gave me a leather jockstrap and knee pads.  I still had my chastity device so I had quite a bulge when I had the jockstrap on. Luckily the jockstrap could be adjusted with laces on the front, so it wasn't too tight for me.
Lastly, Master clipped a chain leash on my collar, and told me to be a good boy-pup this evening. For now I could relax a bit and watch the other people. As it was early most people were still socialising, although very soon people started to play (mostly bondage), and James - I mean Jax - got company from other puppies and  trainers. It was good fun watching him play with other pups, and I think I was actually a bit jealous of them.

"Okay boy, enough sightseeing." He put a blindfold on me and again told me that if I ever feel uncomfortable or unsafe, I should tell him, as it should be fun for me as well. I promised him I would. He lead me away and told me to kneel after a while. I heard a man say "So is this your new boy, Thomas? The boot licker?" "Yes Ray, that's him. Boy! Show him your talents!" I bowed my head, hoping his boots were right in front of me, but I couldn't find them. I started using my hands to feel if there were any boots nearby, but Master corrected me: "No, use your nose". It was quite humiliating to have my nose close to the floor, sniffing and trying to find boots to lick. Luckily it didn't take me that long, and I started licking the boots in front of me. After a while Master (or someone else maybe) pulled on my leash, and I was lead to a new pair of boots. I didn't know how many men there were, and after a while I didn't really care anymore, as I just concentrated on being a good bootlicker. At first the men seemed to ignore me, but after a while they were talking to me, some of them encouraging me, others verbally teasing and humilating me. Every once in a while I heard Master say "good boy" or something similar.

"That's enough for now boy, time for a break" I heard Master say. He asked me if I was okay, and then I was allowed to drink some beer. I still had the blindfold on, so I assumed my ordeal wasn't over yet. He was talking to Ray again, and I heard Ray say "that's quite a bulge, is he wearing something under that or is he really that excited?" "Yes he has something under that, wait I'll show you", Master replied, while I could feel him undo the laces of the jockstrap, exposing the cb2000 I was wearing.
"Oh, a chastity device...how long has he been locked up?"
"Tell him boy!"
"I've been locked up for three weeks...Sir."
"How long are you going to keep him like this? He's obviously very horny..." It was true, even though I was initially very humilated when he exposed my locked cock, I was actually hard (or as hard I could in the device).
"I might give him a treat tonight" Master replied, "but only if he's a good boy and a good bootlicker this evening".

They continued talking about me, until it was time to 'get back to work'. This time the play was a bit rougher, now I had to lay flat on the floor, and the guys loved playing games with me, like moving their boot just outside my reach, so I had to stretch and hold out my tongue to reach it. Master also occasionaly put his boot in my neck or on my back. After a while he said I wasn't doing a good job anymore, so I needed some motivation... I felt the whip on my ass, and soon I went into a subspace where the only things I felt was my tongue against leather, and the whip hitting my ass.

After a while Master announced it was time for us to go back home. In the car we all shared experiences of that evening, and when they asked my opinion about what happened to me I said I felt quite humiliated at first, but very turned on as the evening went on. I enjoyed it but I told them it's not something I would do every evening, as I already was quite tired. "Oh but the night is still young! We're not through with you yet!" I was getting a little bit worried again!

Back at Master's place, they allowed me to rest a bit, but I couldn't sleep as I was too horny thinking back on what happened that evening. So I told them they better get it over with, whatever it is they planned. That got me a "cheeky boy!" remark from Master and a few hard slaps on my ass.
We all went to Master's bedroom, where I was blindfolded and tied up to the bed. Master removed my chastity device, and I got hard instantly. "Easy boy! If you think you'll cum tonight you might end up disappointed... Okay boys, he's all yours!" I could hear the three other guys climb on the bed, and it didn't take long before I felt three tongues working on my body; one on my nipples, one in my mouth and one on my cock. It was an extremely intense experience, sheer lust took over and I moaned while kissing whoever was on top of me. It went on like this for a while, with the boys switching position, and occassionaly stopping the stimulation on my dick because Master feared I was too close to cumming.

I don't know how long this all lasted - it could've been just minutes or it could've been hours - but at some point I found myself alone in the bed, still tied up, and exhausted. My horniness won from my tiredness though, and my cock got hard again. I couldn't help myself and just started humping the air, I don't know why, I guess I hoped I could cum this way, or that someone in the room would show mercy on me and finally get me off. No such luck.

I heard someone getting on the bed. "Silly boy! I should lock that back up again, as you clearly haven't learned to control yourself!" I started saying "Sorry Sir" but got interrupted by a dick being shoved in my mouth. "Remember what happened last week boy? How I throatfucked Dan? And that I told you it would be your turn next? Well, that time has come boy. Now suck! Show your Master what a good cocksucker you are." I did as I was told - not that I had any choice at this point! I could tell that he was already getting close, I suspected the other guys already warmed him up. I couldn't take his cock as good as Dan did, but I tried my best, and Master eventually came in my mouth. "Good boy..." Master whispered.

I was unaware that the other boys had been watching this, but one by one they came on the bed to kiss me and clean my mouth of cum. "They are good boys aren't they?" Master asked me. "They know how precious their Master's cum is." I thanked him for cumming in my mouth, and the other boys thanked him for allowing them to clean me up.
"Okay, time to lock your cock back up".
"No, please, Sir! Can I please cum, Sir?"
"Hmm, what do you think boys?" As expected, they were all mumbling things like "hmm, well, I don't know...maybe...maybe not..." They thought they were being funny and they knew it would annoy me.

"Alright then", Master declared, "you'll get your orgasm, just know that this is a gift I don't give very often, and that you're locked up again right after you cum." I thanked him, and he ordered James to masturbate me until I came. That didn't take long, and the orgasm I had was a very deep, intense one. Since it was over 3 weeks since my last one, it was almost like my body forgot how to do it properly. A weird experience but I was happy I came.

Not that it was over. James scooped up my cum, and fed it to me and told me to swallow all of it.
"Now, what happens next boy?"
"Please...lock me back up Sir."
"Are you sure boy?"
"Yes Sir. Please...lock my cock back up".
"You know you won't cum for quite a while, don't you boy?"
"I know Sir"
"Who owns your cock, boy?"
"You do Sir, it's your cock."
"I'm going to put your cock back in the chastity device now boy"
"Yes Sir...Thank you Sir...please lock me up Sir"
"Okay boy...you asked for it."
When I heard the lock shut, I realised my next orgasm might be not be any time soon. Part of me was sad that I now truly lost control of my sex, but if I had a choice, I really wouldn't trade the adventures I had with Master Thomas for having control over my own cock The way it was now was good, it was right.

Later I found out they filmed the whole thing, and would use it to 'blackmail' me whenever I complained about  being in chastity. Master would punish me while I had to watch the video of me begging to be locked up, over and over again until I "learned my lesson". I knew it was just a matter of time before that happened...

(continued in part 5)