To Server a Master: Chapter 19

I was kept hanging there from the Monday to the Friday except for a few hours when the Grand Master Robert had visitors then I was collected by Peter and moved behind the house. I Was givin nothing but water for those 5 days on the Friday Peter collected me and placed me in heavy metal shakles from my ankles to a thick metal collar and then loaded me into the back of a small Estate van. He delivered me to the rear of the IMA Club in London where I was led down to a room in the basement where I was shaved, and washed before being held in a cage until I was called for, this was different to the last time I had been sentanced and that was because the format had changed, I was actually being tried by a slave court and not a tribunal. I was knelt before a master who announced he was my defence, and said he had read my file and suggests that I plead guilty to all charges. I was ordered not to move and to look down at the floor at all times, and that I was not to move. I heard someone announce the court was in session, and then someone read the charges. Slave 20376 you are brought before this slave court charged with the following. 1. Unauthorised sex with another man. 2. Rape of a better. 3. Disobeying a direct order. 4. Lying. How do you plead to the first charge Guilty sir I replied How do you plead to the second charge Despite the fact I knew I had not I pleaded guilty, and to the other 2 charges as they were read. Adam was called as the first witness and he explained how he had come back to the cell to find me with my cock up Ruperts arse who was protesting that I stopped and that on him demanding what was going on that as I withdrew I came all over rupert. The prosecution Master then produced the evidence and a report that proved it was mine. Robert then gave his description of events and how it had taken almost a whole day for me to admit my wrong doing. The Final witness was Rupert. Rupert proceeded to lie and say that we had been talking when I started to stroke his cock and then after he refused explaining that he was being assessed by the grand master when I refused to give up teasing him and trying to encourage him to have sex with me he claimed to of got up and moved away and this was when I had grabbed him and forcably bent him over and began to have anal sex with him, there was a gasp from the given crowd at this point he then explained I had been having sex with him for a few minutes when Adam caught me in the act. Rupert was dismissed from the witness chair and the “Judge” in the trial summerised the findings I was not given a chance to speak in my own defence, finally he asked a Jury to decide whether I was guilty or not guilty they were to return there verdict as soon as possible, I knelt there and waited and after only a few minutes they returned. Jury have you reached a decision. “Yes Sir” replied one of them. How do you find the slave on the first charge. Guilty. And the second. Guilty. They found me guilty of all 4 charges the judge then announced his sentance. “Slave 20376 you are hereby removed from your contract with the IMA and will be excluded from ever joining its ranks again.” I began crying loudly and begging through the tears for this not to happen and that this was the only life I had truely enjoyed and I begged for ages, finally two stable hands man handled me off the stage, I was taken down to the basement and put in a room, one of the stable hands returned and removed the coller and shackles he then applied something to a cloth and removed the tattoo on my chest and arse. Shortly after that another stable hand came in with a hanger containing, Jeans a T-shirt and then a box with underwear socks, and trainers. “Get them on.” I did as I was told I was still crying. By the time I was dressed someone came and collected me and I was led to the rear of the club. A stable hand started to explain that I was to be taken to a debriefing center at the STC where I would be handled appropriately from now on. Steve Bamforth someone shouted, I looked round and there was the Master of Ceromines I have been asked to bring you back to the main hall, can you come with me. I followed him to the main hall on the stage was Robert. Steve Bamforth I have decided possibly against my better judgement to give you a second chance, you have not yet signed the release papers therefore if you take this opertunity you can remain with us. To stay with us, you will have to accept my personal punishment. “Please sir I will do anything.” I said in a voice that showed my desperation. I think you best here me first boy. You will spend 3 months in the Slave Detention Center in the high security wing as a high risk prisoner you will be given hard labour tasks in the center to complete which you will do with out question, you will also be in the civilian side of the prison which means you will be with people who pay for the privalage you will submit to them in any way. After those three months you will come to me for punishment for a minimum of three months, you will be punished and humilated every day for those I will make you regret you were ever born, I will expect you to obey my every wish even if it was to run naked through the center of London. After those three months I will then give you a final tasking most likely back at the STC in one of the other sections. Finally after these 9 months you will come back to the STC for 3 months as the plebe. The Plebe is the slaves slave, you will be lower than even a new untrained slave at the STC, you will call every slave sir and every Master, “Master” if I master enters a room you will immediatly drop to your knees and stair at the floor and no where else until they are gone, only after these 3 months will I decide if you have successfully completed your punishment at this point you will re-enter service with a new number to relect your loss of status and position. If you accept this punishment you have a chance to stay in service, if you decide not to accept then your dismissal will stand, so what do you decide. Sir I accept your punishment. “Very well Stable hands take him away and transport him to the STC and hand him over to the “Prison team.” “Yes sir” replied one of them handcuffed me and and led me away to a car which took me straight to the STC as soon as we were inside the prison complex I was taken from the car and led to a door that had “Reception” on it, inside I was stood infront of a desk, with a guy dressed in a uniform who was about 20 or 22 slim and good looking. Who do we have here he asked to the guard. “Steven Bamforth a Catgory “A” Prisoner from the IMA, the charges and instructions are all here.” Ok thanks leave him with us. With that I was handed over to a second guard who stood behind me. The first guard then said to me, “You will shortly be taken to a holding cell from there you will be taken through the reception process, don’t you even think of causes us any trouble otherwise you we will be finding out how far our Night Stick can go up your fucking arse.” “Mike take his handcuffs off lets get him stripped, inspected and secured as soon as possible, it says here he has an assult charge. “Sure no problem Simon.” With that he removed the cuffs and said “Take off all your clothes and any items and place them one at a time in the box. I stripped off as I did so he itemised the clothes he then had me stand over the desk with my legs spread I then heard the rustle of a rubber glove being put on and with no ceromony he stuck one then two fingers up my arse and had a feel around before removing them, he then recuffed me and then added leg irons. Before leading me to a holding cell where I remained for the next few hours on my own, at this point I began to contemplate why I had not just gotten out why I could, I knew now that I was trapped and they would never let me go so I waited. Eventually there were around ten men in the holding area each had gone through the same process I had, but only a hand full had leg irons and cuffs most just had cuffs. We were ordered to stand by three guards who then placed us in number order and then led out by three guards ordered to follow in single file, from the holding room we went down a corridor and into a Medical room where we were told that each one of us would now undergo a medical examination.   So we each queued as the doctor and one of the guards examined us and then had us move out of the way, the examination included blood pressure, heart rate and a few other things including the old coff and drop. When he was finished we were then led to a shower room where we were each ordered to take a shower after being given a bar of soap. Finished we were then seperated and resecured, and led to the holding room. The ones with just cuffs were taken in a group to there “Wing” and we waited, finally we were collected one at a time by two guards to our new wing, to get there I was led out of the door to the main complex and then across the yard and through a second gate which said “HS WING” and then into another room where my chains were removed and my cuffs and I was ordered to stand as the other prisoner was with my hands by my side and my legs shoulder width apart. When the four of us were in the room the doors were locked tight and the older of the guards came up to us with a man in just a pair of white briefs socks and trainers and a box. The guard gave us a pair of white socks and white plimsoles and ordered us to put them on he then gave us each a pair of white briefs which he had is put on. We were then led through another door and up a step of metal stairs we were escorted by a guard each until we reached the second landing. Where we were lined up and one of the guards ordered us to stand as per 2210010 who was standing there with his hands behind his back and feet shoulder width apart. Which we all did. A young guard in his 20’s appeared with his nightstick drawn and he stood at the end of the landing. Prisoners I am Mr Smith, you will address me and all the other guards as sir at all times, if you wish to address a particular guard when there is more than one present you will say “Mr What ever their name is and then sir”. Now you may be wondering why you have been issued briefs and nothing else, well you fuckers do not deserve anything else, and you will only where these when we fucking tell you, we will shortly be issuing each one of you reprabates with a number that is all you will be known by in this wing, if we here you addressed by anything else we will punish you, if we here you call someone else by there given name we will punish you. Everything in this wing is a privalage, currently you will find 1 sheet, blanket and pillow case on your bed, they along with the bed are a privalage, so is your right to talk, eat a decent meal, shower, shave and any other Privalage. You are expected to wear those briefs at all times in the wing, if you are caught with out them on covering your dick and your arse you will be punished, each morning you will be inspected if we find a stain on them that would indicate you have came or had a wet dream or anything you will be punished. When we issue you with your number you will also be issued with a small card which has three boxes in it, if you fill all three boxes you will be punished more severly. Now in this wing you are not entitled to privacy whether that be when you piss, shit, shower or wash as you can see in the middle of each tear there are wash basins if you all turn around and look behind you, you will see that each cell is bared on three out of the 4 walls this is to ensure we can see you and your cell mates clearly, you girls are in prison, now as for pissing and shitting, each cell has a bucket and toilet paper one of you will empty the bucket each morning, I will let you ladies sort it out. NOW as for your food you will get a breakfast and evening meal in here, for the rest of the time you will be working. Your day will start at at 4am where you will be taken out to the yard and excercised for 1 hour, you will then be returned here to clean your selves up before being given your daily task, you will earn your evening meal, if you fail to earn it, then you will get the minimum meal we can give you which is bread and water. Is that all clear. “YES SIR” we all shouted. I heard his foot steps move and I turned to look, this was a mistake he came stopping up the landing. Did I say you could look at me boy he snarled. “No Sir.” Then why did you look at me? “Don’t know sir.” I replied. Well I didn’t say you could look, so don’t fucking look with that he struck me with his night stick through my open legs catching my balls. I collapsed to my knees in agony crying loudly and sobbing. “I didn’t say fucking kneel down do I get the fuck up.” I didn’t move for a couple of minutes, he shouted at me again and I got up and stood back as we were ordered. When he got to me he looked at my file and he took the small card and put a cross in it. “Not a good start is it.” “No Sir” I wimpered. You are 2210010 remember that number your briefs have a small pocket on the left hand side put this card in it, if you lose it you will be punished. With that we were led to the dinning hall where the other prisoners were already eating. I ate the dinner such as it was and we were then led by the guards to our cells and left there. I was placed with 3 of the other new prisoners and we chatted two were regular paying clients of the IMA, the third who was 19 had saved his wages for the two weeks in the prison as it was a big fantasy of his. He looked at me and said, I always wanted to find someone to be my prison bitch and I think its going to be you, whether you like it or not. “I don’t think so” I said forcibly. Suddenly he was on top of me and trying to hold me down to the bed to get a swing at me I managed to get him off me with a struggle as a chorus of Fight echoed around the prison. The guards were quickly on the tears running down checking the cells me and the 19 year old gathered our selves up and sat on our bunks as the chorus’s started to die down. With that over we settled down the lights in the cells went off at 9pm but the landing lights never went out, every 10 minutes there was a guard wondering around the tiers checking the cell with a flash light. I foudn it difficult to sleep that night fearing the 19 year old would strike again. 4 am came round two quickly a siren sounded and all the lights in the cells flicked on there were 5 guards on our landing as the doors opened and we ordered to line up in only the trainers and socks, the tiers were led out one by one. were lined up and ordered to keep our hands behind our head. The PT instructor came out and began leading us through our paces and it was not easy and I struggled on some of the activities which got me shouted at more than once. Finally we finished and we returned for breakfast to the main prizon complex. Once breakfast was finished I was summoned by one of the guards who then chained my ankles and wrists together and then followed the chain to a metal collar which he fitted and then had me follow him. We went out of the complex slowly as I could barely shuffle let alone walk properly in the restraints and we had to walk about a kilometer to the Indoctrination block where the Chief Training Master was waiting. SO boy you want to remain in service, so have taken the grand masters punishment, which includes humilation then. “Yes Sir” I replied, well prisoner, you will follow me into the indoctrination block and you will obey have every instruction I give you with out hesitatation or complaint, if you hesitate or complain I will report it to the grand master is that clear. “Yes Sir” I replied. Good now follow me. I followed the CTM into the block and there were 5 cages with new potential slaves in them. He gave his normal speach and then announced that he had a little film for them to watch and for the next 10 minutes they watched my initial induction and then my “Court Case” where I begged to remain a slave, he then introduced me “This is prisoner 2210010 he is currently sentanced to 3 months in the high security wing as part of that punishment. One other part of it, involves humilation, and that is what I am going to do today, by the time you boys are finsihed your training you will feel as worthless as this piece of meat.” Prisoner come here and kneel facing this way. I did as I was ordered, next he snapped his fingers at one of the stable hands who quickly came forward. 20300 you need a piss don’t you boy. “Yes Sir” he replied. Very well prisoner 2210010 open your mouth and prepare to recieve his piss.

I did as was ordered the stablehands piss came out with such force he ended up getting it over my face and running down me before I could say or do anything. When he was finished the CTM had me stand up and bend over the punishment bench in the room. He then proceeded to strike me 20 times across the arse, finsihed he had me kneel in front of the group where I was then bound on my knees. “If this boy is truely desperate he will now suck off all those masters and stable hands present.”   With that the masters all queued up and I took there cocks in my mouth and serviced them one at a time untill all those present were satisfied. Now 2210010 why did you do all this. Because sir I want the chance to return to being a slave so I can serve my master correctly and having learnt from my mistake I will not stray from the path again. I have one more task for you boy and then you can return to prison. “Yes Sir Anything.” I want you to beg like a dog to become a slave and keep begging till I tell you to stop. So I did. Finally he ordered me to stop he had the stable hands all cum over me and then I was rechained and led back to the prison stinking of piss and cum. By this time it was only lunch time so I was put to work with one of the hard labour teams. Our orders were to move a pile of dirt by shovel from place to another which we was expected to take two days, by this time the smell of piss and cum was pungent along with the now growing smell of my own sweat I knew I must stink. At the end of the day we were led back to the high security yard where I was stopped at the entrance way and led back into the yard where I was hosed down before being allowed to continue into the prison. Once in the prison I was issued with my pair of briefs and we proceeded to dinner. As soon as dinner was over we were locked up in the cells and the lights were turned out. As soon as that happened the other three pounced on me two held me down the other gagged me with a sock. The two holding me turned me over and they took it turns to pummel my arse hard. They had only pulled my briefs down at the back so I was rock hard in them and I could feel a damp patch growing on them as they took there turns. Little was I to know I would be in trouble in the morning, when they were finished one of the other slaves in the other cell, called out to one of them, if you don’t want me to grass I want a bit of him, so they dragged me over to the cell where he put his cock through and I took his cock and sucked him off. The other three in that cell quckly lined up behind him and I had to do them all. My mouth was dry and the damp patch on my briefs was not getting any smaller when just as I finished one of the guards came past and saw me. “2210010 come here” he yelled. I went to him he ordered me to bend over and put my arse against the bars, once I did that he proceeded to fuck me, my cock was leaking so badly now my hand went to my shaft and started to stroke it, it only took a few strokes and I shot my load into my underwear, the relief was unbelievable, the guard finished off and pushed me away, now you boys get in your beds or I will punish the lot of you. In the morning we were ordered out of the cell and onto the landing where one of the gaurds came and inspected us. 2210010 why do you have a stain on your briefs. I came last night sir I replied. Why did you cum. I got excited. Why “I just did sir” I replied. “Well boy thats against the rules, and I think you more than came, I think you became the bitch for your cell, didn’’t you. “No Sir.” I think you did, well, your going to learn to be a cleaner bitch, give me your card I handed over the card, he marked it with an “X” in the second box. Oh dear boy two strikes and it’s only day 2, well lets add to that, I am taking your bedding from your bed tonight, you will have no bedding for the rest of this week also you will not be permitted to shower this week as well as being punished before the wing this evening. “Yes Sir” I replied sadly. We were ordered to turn to our right and head off to PT, straight after PT we were led to breakfast. With that done we were sent to our duties. My duty today remained unchanged, I had to move the pile of dirt and rubble from the center of a yard to the end near the entrance. We worked all day, the guards who were supervising took turns to have a lunch break so we worked solidly until dusk fell when we were led back to High Security wing, straight after dinner I was taken to the a punishment bench in the center of the landing and bound to it and then one of the guards adminstered 20 strikes with a leather strap when he was finsihed I was led crying back to my cell. The guard pushed me inside with my briefs in my hand and shouted, enjoy your bitch ladies. The other three prisoners just laughed. That night I was again forced to suck them off including those in either side of my cell, the guard ignored what was going on, when the other prisoners were finished with me one of the other guards who had been watching called me over. 2210010 you will be reported in the morning for unauthorised sex unless you agree come with me. “Sir please don’t report me I will come with you very well come to the door. I did as I was told with that he shackled my arms through a slot in the door and then he then attached my leg shackles. He then had me follow him back to the guards office and then to the back where the guards had some bunks he put me on one of the single bunks and had me lay there cuffed and chained at the ankles, and one at a turn they came in and fucked me when they were finished with me one of them took me back to the cell, by then I noticed it was 02:00 and I would only get an hour or so’s sleep if any. I put my briefs back on and went to sleep, no sooner had I shut my eyes when the siren went off, the 19 year old shouted “Bitch toilet duty.” “Fuck off you tosser” I replied. He came up to me and stared me out he then kneed me in the balls, I went to grab him when the other two prisoners grabbed me and shouted for the guards. The guards came rushing in and demanded to know what was going on, they reported I had struck the 19 year old. I was hauled off to see the supervisor of the floor. Who immediatly took my card and marked the third strike and had me taken to the wing office to await the wing manager.

The floor supervisor followed the Wing manager into his office and I was subsequently called in. 2210010 you have been here barely 3 days and already you have three strikes, therefore I am with drawing all your privalages in accordance with the rules of the prison. 1. You will serve 7 days on bread and water once a day. 2. You will lose the right to a bed for 7 days 3. You will not sit on any furniture including in the dining room you will sit on the floor and eat and drink for 14 days. 4. You will recieve 20 strokes of the cane. 5. A further in fraction will result in 30 days extream punishment and isolation. Mike administer the caning here. The floor supervisor had me bend over the desk and then he caned me 20 times the wing manager then had me stand facing the door with my red raw arse facing him as he filled out my file. 2210010 I have entered here in your file the required notation you may now return to work, Mike I think you should put him to more simple tasks clearly he needs more direct supervision. Or a task that is not to taxing for his little brain. Take him to the STC Slave Toilet block, every day you will fit his mask in the block so everyone knows where he is going and what he is going to do. “Yes Sir, Take him away.” The Floor Manager took me to a store room and picked out a funnel and fitted it to me, he then led me chained all the way to the STC where he then had me kneel in the Slave Toilet, once I was in position he tied my arms to my legs so I could not move from the kneeling position. There I remained for the rest of the day, the slaves under training were led in one group at a ttime and used me, and the stable hands and some masters came to use me just because they could. The stable hands and masters did not care if they pissed in the funnel over me, but there was nothing I could do to avoid them pissing all over me. After an hour or so my arms ached and my knees screamed at the discomfort, i tried to shuffle to get comfortable, but all to no avail. I was collected eventually and led back painfully and slowly to the Prison. Once back in the prison I was led to the front of the dining room where on the floor was a bowl, the prison officer with me removed my funnel gag and then removed the shackles and handcuffed my arms behind my back with the rows of prisoners watching he had me kneel down behind the bowl, and he then ordered me to eat the bread, I initially hesitated for a few seconds, so he simply grabbed my neck and forced my head into the bowl. “NOW FUCKING EAT YOUR FOOD SLAG” he shouted. I did as I was ordered as soon as I finished he took his dick from his trousers and said, whilst your down there slag. “What in front of all these Sir” “Well you are the wing bitch aren’t you.” “No Sir” “Oh I think you are, and if you werent, you are now, NOW do as I fucking told you he said sliding a rubber over his already erect cock.” Now come with me boy. I did as I was ordered and found my self in a shower room wait there. The Floor supervisor came in shortly afterwards naked, 2210010 make yourself usefull and clean me, I didn’t move he came up to me quickly and I went to defend my self, but wasn’t quick enough before I could move he had me in and arm lock and smashed my face against the wall. Bad move boy, now I am going to get rid of some of my sexual fustration, with his free hand he positioned his cock and shoved it straight into my arse with no ceromony, he fucked me hard whilst keeping my face shoved into the wall when he came he said, now do as your fucking told, and if your lucky and you behave you can sleep in the block, if not we have a special place for people like you. For the next 14 days I spent from 6am in the morning to 8pm in the evening as a slaves urinal and then from 9 in the evening I was cleaning the Prison officers in the shower and occasionally getting my arse pounded hard by the guards. On the 15th day I was returned to normal duties and the same cell that night the bastards got me again, however this time I reacted and I started to fight back and it wasnt long before I was getting punched and kicked by all three of them, suddenly they stopped as a guard was shouting, the guard immediatly had us on the landing and asked each of us what happened they all blamed it on me, and I was dragged away and locked in a room with nothing more than a matteress. One of the prison officers came in shortly after and grabbed me by the hair and half dragged me out of the room. In the morning I was led straight onto the main prison courtyard where the Prison Master came out his self and announced I would recieve 50 lashes for gross insubordination which he admistered in front of the whole prison. I was then left initially there for a day before being moved back to the isolation cell where I was put on the night of the fight The Prison officers left me in there for 5 days with nothing but a bowl of water every so often. On the 5th day the let me out and marched me back to my cell where I was to sleep the night. The others in the cell had gone and been replaced with some new “Paying” guests I laid on the spare pit and didn’t move all night. For the remainder of my stay in the prison I excepted anything the prison officers did to me, and the other prisoners within reason, I knew that what ever happened I would be the one to get in trouble, and whilst I got the odd thrashing from a riding crop, I did not recieve any more whippings which I was greatfull for. On the last day of my sentance I was taken to a room with a table and one chair, sitting on the chair was Adam who had the guard bring in a second chair. “Sit down boy.” I did as I was ordered. I here from the prison master that you have learnt how to behave, as a good prison bitch should. “Yes sir” I replied humbly. “Well I have come here to tell you that Rupert confessed to encouraging you to have sex with him, and he also said that it took him ages to do it, and he feels really guilty, Robert is going to punish him for that, but it has meant I have some good news to bring you. Firstly I was going to release you for sale for betraying my trust, now I just realise you are weak and need to be punished for that, which you are. Secondly the grand master has said that you now have two choices. 1. Continue with his punishment and then be formally reinstated at your original position in with no loss of service, however until the punishment is over you will continue to have no status, and he assures me that his punishment would be a lot worse than the second option.

1. Go through Slave training a Second time and get a new Slave number and try again.

I thought about it, and decided I could not face going through slave training again I would be targeted by the masters and stable hands, and any minor error would cost me dearly, I also knew I was wrong in having sex with Rupert with out permission, and that I should be punished, so I replied to Adam to the affect that I knew I should still be punished and I would take the first option.

“Good boy, I think that is the right decision, I will leave you now and I will see you in a couple of months, be brave.”

With that he got up and left.