To Server a Master: Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Nappy Rash.

I was taken to the masters house the next day by Alpha, he knocked on the door and it was answered by the same man who had wanted a nappy slave for a whole month.

Alex says you can have this one as your nappy slave.

“Oh great, I didn’t think he meant it at all you know.”

“Master tends to keep his word, master named this one BJ, depends what you want to call him, you can post pictures of him as you choose, and brief him how you want him to behave.”

Do you want me to leave his street clothes here, or shall I take them.

No take them I will dress him if I decide to take him anywhere.

“BJ Strip.” Ordered Alpha.

I did as I was ordered stripping down till I was naked.

“Can you remove his CB2000”

Yes sir, he ordered me to kneel and place my hands behind my back.

As soon as alpha released my cock from the CB2000 that had been surrounding it for these past months it sprung to attention.

The master looked on.

Shame I am just going to regress him into infantilism for a month I could use that on some of my slaves who visit.

Never mind.

Thanks Alpha what date will I need to return him.

“Master says you can have him for a month no matter what, if you want him longer you will have to talk it over with Master, as it is the 24th today you have until the 24th of March sir,”

“Very good thanks again.”

“No problem sir.” With that Alpha turned and left.

“Now BJ is it, let me explain what is going to happen to you, starting from now when I ever I say “Baby” you will adopt the actions of baby, that means the following.

1. You will not speak other than baby words like dada or the like.
2. You will not be permitted to use the toilet, you will be placed in a nappy and if you piss or shit the nappy you will act like a baby and cry and wine until something is done about it.
3. You will not feed yourself you will be fed.
4. You will always wear a nappy even if we go out and the same rule applies unless in public, then you will speak to me with respect to ask to go to the toilet.

Is all this clear?

“Yes Sir.”

Good, one last thing, you will not wank or otherwise play with your self whilst as a baby, and if I want you to act like an Adult, and walk and talk, I will say Adult.

Understand.

“Yes sir.”

Good, well lets take you to your new room for the next month or so.

With that he had me follow him to one of the rooms upstairs inside was an oversized nursery with a large cot, and baby toys on the floor.

“I will expect you to play with the toys and act like a baby.”

Now lay on your back on that mat.

“Baby” said the master.

With that he went and got a nappy from a draw.

“Here you go baby BJ, lets make sure you stay nice and dry.”

Once he had placed the nappy on me he dressed me in a Tshirt and had me prop myself against the bed in the room, hold the teddy boy.

With that he tooks some photos.

Ok Baby BJ follow daddy into the lounge where you can play with the toys down there.

I did as I was told the nappy making it awkward, and very embarrassing for me.

I sat there playing idley with the Duplo Lego bricks, and the other toys, until it was time to be fed.

Once fed and watered he winded me like a baby and then told me to follow him, he stripped me off and then bathed me and then put me to bed after singing a lullaby to me.

I woke in the early hours of the morning needing a piss desperately so I got out of the bed and waddled to the toilet quietly, I removed the nappy and then had a piss and waddled quietly back to bed.

He came in, in the morning and was furious.

“ADULT”

“Boy you fucking broke the rules, and for that you will be punished like a fucking adult for the rest of the day, and I mean punished, follow me.

In another room on the upstairs there was a small dungeon room.

He bound my arms to a cross and then one at a time lifted my feet and bound them to the cross leaving me hoisted in the air uncomfortably.

“Now Boy, consider what would happen if I reported this to the IMA, you would go on a disciplinary charge, and most like spend 30 days in the SDC.

Instead I had a baby sitter booked, one of my slaves who was going to come and feed you and change, you, instead every hour he is going to paddle you 20 times until I come home this evening, then we are going to resume the Infantalism and you will remember your place whilst you are with me.

Do you understand?

“Yes sir.”

With that he picked up a paddle and smacked my arse 20 times.

Bad BJ, Bad BJ.

Finished he left, as promised the “Baby” sitter came in on the hour every hour and paddled me.

When Evening came round the master I was given to arrived home.

He said “Baby” then released me and fittend another nappy after cleaning my arse and balls.

He had me come back to the room, and then to ensure I did not move in the night he bound me on the bed and then gagged me.

If you piss or shit your self tonight boy, your going to do it in the nappy and your going to have to live with it all night as added punishment for your disobedience last night. I am going to move a cage up here tomorrow and you will sleep in that to ensure you don’t fucking try and do that little trick again.

To be honest I was glad he bound me face down as my arse was so sore from 10 hours of 20 strikes and hour from the paddle.

I settled down to sleep, waking shortly after with the urge to piss, I tried going back to sleep but only dozed as the pain became more and more and more until I knew I was going to go whether I wanted to or not I pissed the nappy, sighing deeply as the pressure was released on my bladder, the worst thing was waking sometime later that night, and realising what I needed next.

I held that for as long as I could but it wasn’t long before it was coming out whether I wanted it to or not, I was so embrassed having not poo’d myself since I was in nappies as a baby.

I tried to make crying noises with gag on but it was no good, I could barely make a muffled sound.

In the morning he came in and said, “Has baby made a mess of its nappy, oh dear, come with daddy to the mat” he said as he released me.

Once on the mat he removed the dirty nappy and cleaned me as if I was a baby with wipes and talc finished he fitted a fresh nappy and then a white romper suit. “Sitter” is going to have you play in the garden today whilst he does some work for me, wont that be nice for you little bj.

I smiled at that as if it was nice, really I was praying it would rain or something, unfortantly it din’t and the sitter and sat me out on a blanket in the garden in my white romper suit and a dummy, I resigned myself to the humiliation of this regression to infantism reluctantly, and did not enjoy it, as I was being looked after rather than serving a master.

About two weeks in My master came over with rimmer who was wearing a pair of tracksuit bottoms, on arriving rimmer stripped of the tracksuit bottoms to reveal a nappy he immediately dropped to the floor, and we were given balloons to play together the master I was staying with explained to Alex how I had been naughty the first night, but had been better since, and had adapted quite well.

Alex said he had brought be a gift and presented me with a soft gift I unwrapped it and it was a pink and white baby girls outfit Alex dressed me in it along with the pink collar saying I looked sweet a few pictures were taken and I was put to bed in the cage in the front room.

Later that day Alex and the master I was with decided they would be going to hoist that night so I was dressed in just a nappy and tshirt and pair of tracksuit bottoms were put on me before we set off, I waddled a little in the nappy to the tube and on arrival at hoist I was stripped of the tracksuit bottoms and made to wonder round in just a nappy and the t-shirt with the bib on.

This pretty much was embarssing as I started to cry when I had pissed my nappy the master choose to ignore it until he was ready to leave when he stripped me of the nappy and cleaned me infront of everyone who was left.

On returning to his home he locked me in the room and left me there.

The last two weeks of me being his adult baby continued as they had before, on the day I was due to return to Alex Alpha turned up and spoke with the master.

Alex has said that if you want to keep him longer you can, but understands if you don’t.

“To be honest Alpha I have had my fun, I think I will stick to having adult babies for a weekend or a week, a month is to long and it gets boring.” Very well can I take ownership of BJ back then yes.

Alpha spoke to me, boy you are no longer a baby, you are a slave, strip naked.

I did as I was told, glad to be rid of the nappy.

He passed me a Nike Lycra Speed suit, and trainers, “Put them on and then meet me outside.”

“Yes staff” I answered.

We ran the 5 miles back to Alex’s house on arriving Alpha had me strip and then led me to the basement.

“BJ Master has decided to punish you for your disobedience when on loan to Master Phillip on completion of the punishment he will decide whether you have a future with this stable or not.”

First of all you are to be shaved completely and then you will be presented to him so strip naked and shower.

I did as I was ordered.

Alpha first bound me to the beams and then shaved me bald as coot on my body, and then he shaved my head on finishing he led me into the lounge and had me kneel once I was kneeling he bound my arms to my ankles so tightly it was painfull to move.

You are to wait in this position to master returns home.

I waited there for ages I could not move a muscle with out being in pain to my surprise Alpha had removed my collar and CB2000.

Master Alex returned a few hours later.

“BJ you disobeyed a direct order of a master, to me that is a disgracefull and embarrassing failure, to that end I am going to seriously punish and humiliate you, you fucking waste of space.

From this point on you will answer to Worthless Pig, you will call every slave Staff, you are below any of the slaves in this house or anywhere else, you are stripped of your collar and your CB2000 has been removed as your hands will either be cuffed or bound, so you wont be able to touch it, but the slaves can play with that and your arse any time they like.

You are to kneel before any slave even Pup’s.

You will not be permitted to talk accept to say the following.

Yes Sir/Staff No Sir/Staff Please may I go to the toilet sir/staff

That is it.

You have no use to me if you cant behave so I am going to give you two options.

1. Go to the IMA and attend a slave punishment hearing for disobedience
2. Accept my punishment and humiliation.

Do you accept option 1

“No Sir” I replied

Do you accept option 2

“Yes Sir” I replied.

Well it starts now.

“Release him and strap him to the cross boy.” He ordered rimmer.

Rimmer did as he was told, ordering me to follow him on my hands and knees.

I did as I was told.

Rimmer seemed to be enjoying this as he bound me to the cross.

Alex came in and ensured that all the other slaves were there to watch, he handed Alpha a video and stills camera and ordered Alpha to video it all, and ensure that he took some stills.

Alex then ordered me to call out every strike and thank him.

He Began “1 thank you sir” I shouted

By 30 I was crying and mumbling he would shout at me to say it louder until I was shouting at my loudest voice.

When finshed he had me dress in a tight pair of jocks and a pair of nylon shorts he then loaded us all into the MPV and drove out into the country where he ordered us out, we then ran for a few miles before he stopped and then ordered me to strip to the jock strap and trainers.

Here he then embaressed me even more by continuing to run with my red raw back and arse exposed to the world.

A short while later we stopped he had me kneel down with my hands behind my back once I had done that he handcuffed me and ordered me to suck off each of the other slaves in turn.

Before having me stand and walk back along the path in just my Jock.

All the way back to the car.

He would keep me slowed right down to a stroll, people looked and stared at me, but I said nothing, Alex said I was his slave and being punished and continued walking on.

I was crimson with embarssment by the time we got to the car, as I only had a jock on, Alex made me climb into the cage in the boot of the car, and he drove off.

On arriving home he had me fed on the floor in the basement and then he led me to the punsihment area, where ordering me onto the punishment table he grabbed the metal restraining bar and locked my wrists in place behind me and then locked my ankles in place so that I was forced to be raised up at the waist so couldn’t get comfortable “Enjoy boy, if your lucky I might release you later this evening.

He did not return and I was left like that all night it was so uncomfortable that I could not sleep at all, in the morning I was released and scubbed by the other boys in cold water before being loaded naked into the back of the MPV again and Alpha drove off, after about 20 minutes we arrived at the location I did not know where we were but it looked familier.

Alex let me out and ordered me to follow behind.

On going through the door I remembered exactly where we were, Alex led me to the right to a door that said Slave Administration.

Alex said to the person behind the desk who was dressed in rubber shorts and a t-shirt.

“I want to auction this slave when is the next auction?”

“This Friday sir.” Responded the Stable hand behind the desk, do you wish to put him up for auction.

“Yes”

“Very well sir, the slaves number”

“20376”

“Reason for sale”

“Not Suitable for my stable”

“Rate his service please sir”

“3”

“Very well sir, you are submitting 20376 for auction because he is not suitable for your stable, and you rate his performance as poor.”

“Yes boy, anything else.”

“Are you selling any of the property you bought for your slave.”

“No, who ever wants him can have him as I got him, naked and useless.”

“Very well sir, reserve price.”

“Same as I bought him for a quid.”

“Very well sir, are you taking him with you?”

“No you can keep him here until he is sold, I don’t want that fucking piece of crap anywhere near me.”

“Very good sir, we will move him to the basement until Friday.”

Alex turned and left.

“Boy go through that door to my left and follow the stairs down, at the bottom of the stairs is a buzzer press the buzzer and wait for instructions.”

“Yes Staff.”

I walked through the door and followed his instructions, the door was opened a few minutes later by another stable hand who wrote my number on my chest above my left nipple and across my back, he then led me to a cage where he locked me in.

There I would remain for the rest of the week, allowed an hours excercise a day and 30 minutes to wash myself and the cage.

On Friday morning I was reshaved and showered and led to the main hall where I was ordered to stand with my legs spread in a line of other slaves.

Each of us was standing on a black step which enabled the masters to inspect us in depth we were in leg irons and hand cuffs we were not going anywhere.

As the masters began arriving in late after noon we were inspected and questions by potential buyers, whilst they fingured our holes and played with our cocks.

Adam came and looked me over and smiled at me and then walked away.

After a few more hours we were led to the stage so the masters could view us from a distance before the auction.

Due to me being a late entry I was last on, some of the other slave went for over a £100 others mostly the new slaves from the last training batch went for pence, finally I came up for auction.

Lot 12 a late entry, slave 20376 had been with Alex Tremain for 4 months, Alex is releasing him as he does not fit with his stables and rates him as poor, as such this slave is still not graded, I have a reserve of £1 so I will start the bidding at £1

Anyone? £1.00

£1.00 thats all folks.

Alex Stood, and shouted sell the useless fucker for whatever you can get for him.

Ok Alex, you will need to counter sign the auction stub to that effect.

“90pence” “80pence” “50pence” “25pence” “5pence”

5 pence gents, come on, 5p

Ok before I withdraw the lot until the next auction 1p

A hand went up, 1p, I have 1p with Andrew wright.

“2p” “5p” do I have 5p. Ok 2p going once Twice Sold to Adam Martins for 2p

I was led over to Adam as I did not have a coller Adam whispered into the Stable hands ear who smiled and returned two minutes later with a massive metal collar which Adam fitted around my neck, you get to wear this tonight boy, whilst I show you off.

We will discuss your future in the morning.

With that I spent the rest of the night following Adam around as he chatted to other masters, at the end of the night he handed me to a stable hand, and said, cage him please, and make sure he cant get to his cock and wank him self off.

“Yes Sir” With that I was Led away to the basement where I was caged with my hands cuffed behind me, I slept well that night knowing I was returning to my master.

In the morning I found a metal bar was secured to the collar and my wrists to ensure my back stayed rigid as I knelt out side the door to Adams room.

About 10am he opened the door and ordered me in.

Boy I am tempted to order you to be retrainined, but there is a large part of me that wants to complete what I started when I broke you so you will not be sent for retraining because I am going to do it so you are molded into the perfect slave.

As you are still graded at “D” I am going to strip you of your identity as a slave so that from now on you are an apprentice slave, the lowest of the low, you will not wear a collar, and the only be permitted to speak four words those words are Yes, No, Toilet and Sir you will have nothing and will remain caged and be considered a flight risk that means you will not be permitted to leave the grounds unless under escort, and you will not leave my home, and you will not be permitted any items of clothing including this collar, you must now work for everything, the only decision you can make is to ask to go to the toilet, Even then you will be relegated to the back of the garden for your business the use of a toilet is a previalage, the use of any furniture is a privalage, so you have to earn those rights, do you understand.

“Yes Sir”

Very good, “Martin can you arrange for the delivery of this fat fuc kmonday so he is there before I am home from my run.

“Yes Sir”

Excellent many thanks.

With that I was taken back to the cage where I was placed in Leg irons and cuffs, I spent the whole weekend in the cage eating and drinking with 90 minutes once a day for personal hygiene and excercise all though my excercise was restricted to a concrete yard with no obvious route of escape.