Like the preceding parts, none of this story is based on my own experiences. The stories began with an email I received from a Texan biker, whom I decided to call Leo, as I explained in the first episode. Some of the punishments I write about here go a lot further than I ever administer them. However, the stories tell what I was told by one of the members of the club, which no longer exists. I have received several mails, which I forwarded to Leo, who continues to send me further material. Read on, if you're up to it.
Rick pulled Leo aside and said that this meeting was a semi-annual affair. Each club had new recruits that were about to be initiated. However, because of the usual friendships and dislikes among a small group, members of the other club were asked to give the initiating paddlings. For the Masters, this was just a prelude. The rest of the initiation was carried out at our own clubhouse.
There were three guys about to start the process. As new recruits, the slaves had been kept at some distance from these guys, so Eric, Tex, Ken and Leo knew very little about them. One of them was an ex-football player from Louisiana, and Rick assured that he would really have a tough time. He apparently thought his playing football would help him get into the club much sooner than usual. It would seem that a lot of the guys didn't like his style - he hadn't become a full member for over 18 months, which was very unusual. About 12 months was average slavehood time, and some got in after about 6. At any rate, Rick gave a direct order that Leo shouldn't move from his seat. He was clearly worried with so many hot guys, all horny as hell after several days on the road, as well as horny plugged slaves. Rick was chosen to be one of the paddlers, so he had to leave after a quick dinner. Leo sat in the rear of a large abandoned warehouse. Tex, Ken and Eric all came over, also on edge. There was a palpable fear in the air that nobody could shake. Eric especially was in a nervous sweat - it had turned cool since the sunset in the mountains. It was obvious he was semi-hard as well. Leo asked what the problem was, but Eric didn't really know. He just said he was anxious about the whole night. Randy, his Master had apparently let him know that each slave gets his first _f_u_c_k_ing on his first meeting. All slaves suspected it would happen sooner or later time, but didn't quite know that this was bound to be the occasion. The information they just got from Eric made them both nervous and excited. For most of them it would be the first time they got _f_u_c_k_ed. For none of them would it be the last.
After 10 minutes, the large meeting was called to order by the presidents of the groups. It had been decided that our recruits would receive their paddlings first. The three were called forward and ordered to strip. Each was ordered to stand before the group, totally naked, legs aprt and hands on their back. They had to give their name, age, weight, height and model of Harley they rode, as well as the number of years they rode. Then the three were ceremoniously lashed to two posts in spreadeagle fashion. Three attractive butts were on display, ready to change colour. The first paddler pulled out the butt plug and the blows began to fall. The recruits had no idea who was doing the paddling. The first paddler worked methodically, landing one every 10 or 15 seconds. After ten cracks, some other dude took over, each giving 10 solid cracks only. The recruits were in great distress, one had to be gagged because he was screaming in agony. Finally, it was over and the three were released, ordered to dress and return to their seats. Gingerly they sat down on the hard bunks.
Then the other clubs recruits were called forward and the whole process repeated. Dave stepped up first. Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow - five rapid cracks. What a powerful guy he was. The poor recruit didn't know what hit him. He yelled and screamed, but after a minute or so, Dave delivered the next five. The guy's butt was obviously on fire. Though some of the slaves felt a twinge of sympathy for him, they also got hard just watching this unfold in front of them. The recruit was gagged and additional restraints were placed to hold him still. Rick delivered the last ten cracks. He held the paddle like a baseball bat and really hit that guy's arse. Even from the back of the room, it was obvious that he had drawn blood. Eric and Tex grew fascinated and moved towards the front, to get a better view. During the next paddling, Ken and Leo joined them, thus ignoring Rick's strict order for Leo to stay where he was. Soon it was all over, and other matters were gone into, such as the date for the meet in 6 months, etc.
Rick came up from behind Leo and asked him what had happened. Leo did not give him any details; he just told him that they wanted a better view. Then he remembered his order. Rick assured him that he would take care of it later, in an appropriate manner. Later came that night, but I leave it up to you to decide if it was appropriate. When the meeting adjourned, Rick took Leo to his room in an old motel, about a mile out of town. He was pissed. He verbally berated Leo for about 15 minutes and told him that he had to learn his lesson. He was ordered to strip, but the plug had to be kept in. The verbal abuse, followed by the order to strip, gave Leo a raging hardon. Why was it that such a scene continued to arouse Leo? Was it Rick's subtle way of dealing with his slave that gave him an instant woody? There was no time for Leo to reflect on that just then. More scornful remarks followed about Leo's lack of control that needed to be dealt with.
Rick unbuckled his belt, pulled it out of the loops of his jeans and rolled it up. With the last foot of leather, he suddenly strapped Leo's _c_o_c_k_. Leo bit his tongue and kept quiet. He knew he had to learn more self-control, and accepted his punishment. The strapping had the desired effect - Leo's _c_o_c_k_ quickly went soft, at least for the time being. He was made to bend over and Rick pushed his head on the bed. That humiliating, yet exciting position was almost enough to make him hard again, but the memory of the recent strapping prevented that. Many thoughts went through Leo's mind. Why was it that this humiliating and vulnerable position tended to make him hard? Concentrating on the pain that would follow if he really did et hard, kept his _c_o_c_k_ flaccid. However, when Leo heard Rick unzip his leathers and take his shirt off, Leo's woody returned as his excitement heightened. He was made to spread his legs wide apart, and felt the plug being pulled out. Suddenly he felt a great pressure on his hole, which was forcefully opened. His insides suddenly felt full. Rick was unceremoniously _f_u_c_k_ing his slave. It was a totally new experience, painful at first. Leo tried to relax - as he did so, the pain began to subside. Suddenly, Rick began to bash into the slave - he came for a minute, or so it seemed. It was suddenly over. Cum was running down Leo's sac, and he was hard as a rock.
Rick smacked his slave again and made him put his jock on for the next 30 minutes. The riot act was read to him again. He was told to go shower. Leo eagerly followed the order, which would give him an opportunity to relieve himself. It was impossible to resist the temptation to beat off, as he was hard again. He closed his eyes, enjoying the hot water and approaching orgasm. Suddenly he felt cold air - Rick was standing in front of him. He ordered the slave to beat off and then wash him, which Leo did with great enthusiasm. They towelled off and went back to the bed, but not to go to sleep just then.
Rick produced his favourite paddle and told the slave to bend over. The sight of the paddle and the order to bend over made Leo hard again, despite his recent orgasm. He did as was ordered, and down came five sharp blows. Rick rubbed the slave's firm arse for a minute, saying nothing. Then another five blows. Leo yelped in pain. Again some rubbing, but nothing was said. Another five cracks. By this time Leo's butt was on fire, which he told Rick. His Master had no sympathy. Again five cracks. Funny - no erection now. Rick saw this and mercifully stopped the paddling. Thank god! Time to go to sleep at last.
The next morning Leo was awakened with Rick rubbing his nuts. This new experience came as a surprise to Leo, who instantly pulled away. He'd have none of that. Needless to say, this response was not appreciated by his Master, who decided to instruct his slave some more. Leo's heart was beating rapidly now. Again he was hard as hell. His mind might have been telling that he did not like his balls rubbed, but his _c_o_c_k_ was telling a different story. Rick produced some nipple clips, which didn't exactly tickle as they went on. As with so many slaves, there appeared to be a direct link between Leo's nipples and his _c_o_c_k_, which twinged as the clips bit into his hardening nipples. Leo noticed that Rick also had a massive erection, which needed taking care of. Rick had Leo give him a blow job - he pointed out a few things to improve his slave's technique. Leo was still learning, but Rick seemed pleased. Then he reciprocated. Leo came almost instantly, with Rick pulling out every last drop.
They dressed to have breakfast, but Leo had to wear the nipple clips, which were becoming painful after 30 minutes, and no longer produced the initial effect of hardening his _c_o_c_k_. Rick just chuckled as they walked over to the breakfast room. When they got back in their room, they packed to start the trip back. Rick took off the clips and immediately massaged the slave's nipples. Removing the clips first led to agony, as the blood flowed back into the nipples. Leo screamed at first, but then the massaging became pleasurable. Before they were off on their ride, Leo had to take his jeans off for the _d_a_m_n_ed plug to enter his hole again. His arse was still sore from the night. This was not going to be a fun ride home.......
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