New Master Part 2


by Anonymous <Longest7@hotmail.com>

Now here I was standing in this room and looking around. It was a large room and plainly furnished. A very old fashioned Teacher's Desk and Chair towards one corner; a large armchair in the other and a simple kitchenstyle chair in the third. In the fourth corner was a two door closet made of oak. On one wall was a series of engravings showing men being birched on their bare buttocks. On another wall a series of modern photographs showing men with very clearly striped, bruised and very red butts....some of them also showed evidence of an erection. Another wall contained a large, old and very clean mirror which reflected mush of the room.

At the age of 24 I still craved to present myself for bare butt punishment. At School my bum was caned regularly and in the last two years I was required to drop my pants and jocks and bend over to receive up to 10 srokes of the Head's Punishment cane. My last caning at School was two days before the Long Vacation when I and two other guys were made to drop pants and jocks for 10 slashing strokes on the bare. I remember that at the end I had a satisfying erection.

At University I had no trouble in finding a Master who regularly caned my naked butt and this kept me in line. He gave me many a well deserved thrashing before he left the area. I still remember the satisfying erection I had at the conclusion of each punishment session.

An now my mind started to wonder just what was in the closet. I could not see any canes so the New master may keep them in the closet. It would not be long before I found out.

The room was cool and my t-shirt was damp and that made me feel chilled and apprehensive. My jock was also damp and my hard-on had shrivelled and my dick and balls were now flaccid and hanging heavy.

Had I gotten myself into a situation I may regret.

Soon the New Master would appear and I would know for certain. I felt a re-assuring movement in the pouch of my jock.

To be continued


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