To Server a Master: Chapter 7
Part of To Server a Master by Kentmanuk
We were led from the Induction Center on all fours following a master with 4 stable hands following close behind.
Having been through Induction I don’t think a single one of us wanted to return there.
We had to crawl on our hands and knees round to the back of the main building and down a path at the back of the house until we reached an outhouse, inside the outhouse were rows of cages stacked two high with a punishment bench in the middle of the room and a row of numbered bowls against one wall.
“Kneel here boys, the pup trainer will be here shortly.”
The pup trainer arrived he was the only master here, and he began his little speech.
Boys for the next 4 weeks you will be under the training of my pup trainers they are all stable hands as opposed to masters, however this does not really matter as to you they are your “Master” as far as they are concerned you are pups not humans, to this end you are not permitted to answer them accept in barks or yelps, like a dog, you will be punished if you speak, also boys you will be expected to behave like dogs when eating and every part of life, this will include your toiletry habits, dogs, urinate etc outside, and so will you, you will also be washed and cleaned as dogs do not clean them selves.
“This part of your training teaches you how to obey simple instructions and how to be obedient, misbehave and like dogs you will be punished.
“Now we could hardly allow you to be a pup with out a tail so each of you will be fitted with a tail but plug, and a Cb6000 for your duration of your stay along with a collar.”
From this point on you may only speak if you here the following instruction “Slave You may now speak.” And you will be told again when you are not permitted to speak.
“The easiest way to last through this phase of your training is to be an obedient pup.”
With that he left each stable hand proceeded to pick a pup and then lead them to there cage, I got a bottom cage which inside there was a collar, tail but plug and CB6000, this the stable hand fitted to me, then he led me off to another room where there were three pairs of slaves in a row, the first two soaped and lathered me whilst the next two shaved me and then the final pair wash me off.
The stable hand inspected me all over and then satisfied returned me to the cage which was labelled number 3.
“Welcome to your new home 20376, now enjoy.”
We were left to become used to our new sorroundings I was confident the punishment bench would be used heavly in the next few weeks.
For me having a cage to myself was a luxury in comparison. The morning came round quite quickly having had the lights turned out on us for the first time in two weeks.
One by one we were collected by the stable hands who would be training us.
They led us by our collars to the bowls with our number on and allowed us to feed and then we were taken to a small enclosed yard and each of our butt plugs were removed to allow us to go to the toilet.
“pups, real pups learn to go outside so you will to, because if you mess your cage we will get angry.”
I did not need any more than a piss so was quite happy to go outside, after 10 minutes or so we were rounded up and led by our collars out to a bigger field this one was not fenced but you could see the high stone walls that surrounded the permiter of this place, you knew there would be little chance of escape.
“right pup lets teach you how to sit, and stand today, when you are ordered to sit you will sit like so, and when you are ordered ready you will stand.”
Lets practice.
And so we did for ages and ages.
It was a warm day and even though I was naked I was hot and sweaty, after a while the stable hand asked if I wanted a drink of water.
I barked once and panted like a dog.
“I take that as a yes, but what do we put at the end of that.”
“Staff” I said with out thinking.
Oh dear me pup’s don’t speak boy, so tonight when we finish guess who is going to visit the punishment bench, and guess who isn’t getting any water till this evening.
For the rest of the day we practiced walking on a lead sitting and standing, when walking on the lead he insisted I learnt how to stay the equivalent of two paces behind so I was never in front or by the side of a master.
When we finished for the evening I was led back to the “kennels” by my stable hand who then allowed me into the small “Excercise yard” to go to the toilet and then tied me to the bench.
Once all the other pups had returned he announced that I had spoken and was to be punished with that using a cane he caned my arse 20 times finished he had me stop in front of each pair of cages so they could see the marks.
“Boys this is what happens when you pups think you can speak, and to ensure this one doesn’t speak again I am going to help him.
With that he fitted a muzzle type gag.
Watching all the goings on bound to a metal railing was the slave that had not broken at the time we moved here he was gagged and his cock weighted down, obviously his master was trying to break him in different ways to the way I was.
I was returned to my cage and left gagged.
In the morning I was collected and after an hours revision of last night I was taught with the aid of another slave as the stable hands demo model to beg, rollover and play dead, which we practiced over and over and over all day he asked if I wanted a drink this time I just wimpered and wined like a dog through the gag, satisfied he allowed me a few minutes to drink some water before continuing.
At the end of the day my knees were sore and scratched to hell it was getting painfull to kneel on them, to help with this we were all given knee pads as we had all tried hard.
So the first week went by with out a hitch and we were all learning the same things by the Thursday the gag was removed for my good behaviour, knowing how hard this guy used the cane I did not intend to give him a chance to use it again that was for sure.
On the Sunday we were let out to use the small excercise yard from first light till dusk fell when were caged.
Monday morning came and we were taught to fetch and play other games and cross obstacles, and so the training continued into the third week, on the Friday of the third week we were loaded into a van and tied standing with our arms outstretched and our legs shackled to the floor, from there were driven to London and a car park behind the club once there we were led down some stairs to a basement where we were shaved and scrubbed and douched.
Once this had been done we were initially led back to the basement by a stable hand and then refitted with our mitts and tails before being led to a main hallway between rooms.
We were positioned evenly down the hall way and ordered to sit.
The Pup Master then briefed us.
When Ever a Master comes through the corridor as he passes you, you will stand and allow him to inspect you fully should he so wish, when he has gone past you and is no longer in your sight when you look straight ahead you may sit back down.
To ensure the masters can inspect you properly your CB6000s will be removed for the duration of the weekend.
Tonight you will be in this entry hall and the main bar, tomorrow you will be positioned correctly for a thorough inspection before returning to the STC on Sunday Afternoon.
Boys disobedience or attempting to talk to a master will not be tolerated you are pup’s not slaves therefore you bark. “You slaves may all now speak to confirm this.” “Do you all understand”
“Yes master we all replied.”
And so we were ordered to kneel as a stable hand came by and removed the CB6000’s one by one it was bliss, Mine and some of the other boy’s cocks lept to attention at the fact it was free, the stable hands laughed and told us to enjoy the freedom, it would be the last time they would be free for some time.
As the masters arrived we each stood and allowed ourselves to be scrutinised by the masters, this went on for about an hour or two before we were each collected by a stable hand and led to the main bar where we were each chained with thick chains to the wall before being blind folded and gagged.
Through out the evening I could here voices around me talking and sometimes I could feel my cock being teased by someone wanking me to the point of near ejaculation with shallow strokes occasionally I would feel someone sucking me off.
It was clear this was to give the masters chance not only to tease us but to cast a casual eye over us.
I know my legs felt like lead weights by the time we were released and returned to the basement where we were locked in a cage with the gags remaining and our hands and legs chained so we could not move from where we were left on the concrete floor.
On the Saturday morning we were led one at a time to a medical room where we were examined by a doctor and blood drawn as well as being milked by one of the stable hands, before being returned to the cell.
Around mid afternoon we were again scrubbed and shaved and this time led back to the main bar, but instead of being bound against the wall we were bound to pulleys so we could not move we were then told that we were permitted to speak and answer questions from the masters.
Each one of us then had our number written on our chest and arse.
The night was spend being prodded and poked and discussed sometimes being ordered to bend over as far as I could and spread my cheeks, other times just asked my age and my number.
It was clear this was to enable the masters an early look at the new slaves that were coming through the system, some of the masters would get my cock erect just to look at the length others would just wank me to the point of climax and then walk away, it was frustrating although it was clear others were getting the same treatment.
Instead of being returned to the basement that night we were left there until it was time to go back to the stc.
Before being released our CB6000’s were refitted and a bag placed at our feet. “In the bag is some clothes, you are going to have the luxury of a minibus for the return journey so you will need to be clothed also you will not be bound however you will be watched any attempt to communicate with the outside world will result in punishment.
So we all dressed our selves and went to the minibus for the return journey after the initial 5 or 10 minutes of being on the road and staring out the window I succumbed to the tiredness I felt and drifted off to sleep, I was sure the STC Masters knew we would be to tired anyway which is why we were allowed to return in a minibus.
On returning to the STC were had to strip as soon as we entered the gates we were then fitted with our tails and Knee pads and forced to walk as pups all the way back to the Pup kennels.
The next week was learning how to respond to the tapping of a Masters riders crop from sitting to standing, to walking to begging to rolling over the rules were simple.
1 strike to left cheek if sitting stand, if standing sit. 2 strikes to left cheek if standing or sitting walk, if walking stop. 1 strike to right cheek beg 2 strikes to right cheek rollover.
This we practised until Friday when we were again dressed and taken by minibus to the IMA club early in the morning.
On arrival we were again ordered to strip before entering and our tails fitted before being led to the masters quarters where we chained to a loop outside a number of doors these were to be the assessors for the weekend we were briefed by the pup master that each one of us would be expected to act totally as a pup, and it would be unlikely that the masters would treat you as anything else, this would of course include if the master did not take you to the yard having to piss and shit like a dog would when left indoors.
I was hoping a master would not want his own quarters messed up by a pup shitting or pissing in there so I hoped that would not be a problem.
Shortly after the pup master left a master of about 40 arrived and looked me over he then untied my lead and lead me into his quarters, inside his quarters I could see there was a bathroom, a bedroom and a study where a cage was tucked up in the corner.
He had me sit in front of the sofa and he sat down. Now boy, let me explain something to you I am not a lover of pup slaves, but I do enjoy testing new potential slaves in this role, you will spend the night with me as a pup here and then tomorrow evening we are going to a club to see how you behave, now as an added task here is a little toy for you to carry wherever you go.
In addition you will wear nothing whilst here, but when we go to the club you will be placed in some clothing.
Do you understand.
I barked, good, now lets get you that toy.
He took a dog’s toy bone from his bag and threw it across the room.
“Fetch” he ordered I scampered over to it on my hands and knees and brought it back to him.
“Very good boy.”
Shortly after he disappeared into the bath room and came out showered and changed.
He attached a lead to my collar and commanded me to follow which I did.
We went down to the dining hall and he led me out onto a patio and where there was a line of bowls, securing me to a metal ring on the wall near one set of bowls he left me there to eat.
I was collected later in the evening by my assessor who had me playing fetch in the dining room and begging for my toy and rolling over and playing dead amongst other things.
Towards the end of the night another master came up to him with a rubber pup in tow, “John I know he is one of the trainees, but can you let my pup mount him, he is gagging for it and he has been good lately, it would be good for him to get his end away.”
“Very well, boy stand.”
“Well bitch your going to be fucked you will accept the pup’s cock until he cum’s or else.”
The rubber pup had the zip around his cock undone and his master lubed my arse, and then tapped my arse the pup was up on my behind quick as a flash.
He slid his condom covered cock into my arse and began fucking me, a crowd had gathered as I panted and concentrated on making no words as his cock rode my arse deep and fast he came quickly and he dismounted.
I spent the rest of the night feeling like my arse was dripping cum, knowing it wasn’t but the sensation was there.
That night I was caged in the masters room whilst he slept, he had me follow him to the gym at the IMA and other places before he took me to the patio for feeding.
Once I had finished feeding he took me to his room where layed out was a full rubber suit which he dressed me in and then placed a hood over my head.
The suit had a three way zip so he fitted my tail and we were ready.
Tonight boy we go to the Hoist club in Vauxhall you will be my pup there and you will be tested, if anyone asks you a question you are to answer with all due respect you must ask my master any questions, from the time I finish this statement you are permitted to talk all the time we are at the club, is that clear.
“Woof” I replied.
“Good boy you understood the order, you will make someone a good slave one day.”
“Now Stand up on two feet, and follow me.” I followed him out of the back entrance to the IMA club and into his car where he had me sit in the back seat of his car in a full rubber suit in full view of everyone as we drove off.
We parked in a car park a short walk from the hoist and he had me walk two steps behing along the road with my tail hanging between my legs straight people were walking past staring at me, some teenagers shouted fag, and poof as I walked along a police car drove past both officers laughing as and pointing as they went past.
We arrived at the entrance and My assessor was greeted warmly by the door staff, the laughed and joked for a few minutes before we went inside as soon as we were through the door he ordered me to my knees and led me to the changing room where he stripped off his street clothes whilst I sat there waiting for me.
He handed his clothes over to the coat room and then led me into the main hall there were plenty of people there he led me around and had me sitting at his side whilst he drank, during the evening he was chatting to a friend of his also dressed in rubber.
So who is this Mike asked the friend who was dressed in a rubber suit and mask.
“He doesn’t have a name at the moment, he is merely a pup.”
“Oh ok, does your pup like licking boots clean?”
I am sure he does, lets see, go on boy lick the boots nice a clean for this master and then beg when you are finished, I want to see them nice and clean when you are finished.
So I started licking the boots, the master pushed down with his other foot, get that tounge right on them boots boy he said.
I spent 5 minutes on each boot licking each one the boot polish digusting to taste, my assessor looked at them and told me they were not good enough and I would have to be publically punished.
With that he led me off towards a row of poles and bound me in place.
Once there he bound me between them.
Once bound and unable to move he unzipped the front of my rubber suit and freed my cock and balls I felt him fit something around the sack and then I felt it being pulled.
“I will be back in 30 minutes boy enjoy this little punishment.”
So I was left there in the club with other people who I had never met with my balls exposed and bound and stretched.
My cock free from its CB6000 was hard for some reason.
Some people came and pulled on the rope or the chain pulling at my balls before walking off.
My assessor returned and released me and led me to a pedestal in the middle of the room, there he removed my mitts and ordered me to strip.
I hesitated I did not want to strip in front of these people.
“Boy i said fucking strip” He yelled.
I hesitated again this time he struck me across my left thigh with a riding crop, I decided it was better to do as I was told, I removed the rubber suit and then stood there.
“Now boy I want you to take the hood off.”
I did as I was told.
“Let everyone see who this slave is who fails simple tasks, now come here and bend over this table boy.”
I did as I was told and then in front everyone he spanked me 20 times, finished he refitted my mitts and knee pads and had me resume the position as a pup.
Where he had me walk around and be the but of peoples jokes.
At around 11 in the evening he had me follow him to the dressing room where he dressed again in street clothes.
Once finished dressing himself he threw some clothes at me which consisted of a white t-shirt and a pair of leather shorts and some slip on trainers.
“Put these on boy.”
I did as I was told, with that done he led me out of the club on my lead and back to the car and we returned to the IMA where he had me kneel in the masters Bar facing everyone in due course the other slaves returned.
Once all the slaves had returned the Pup training master arrived and spoke to the masters in turn and scoring each of us when he was finished he came over and stood in front of us.
3 of you have been issued with warnings tonight for hesitation or some other misdemeanour, as a result I am going to cane each one of you.
20376 you are first.
Follow me.
He led me to a horse in the middle of the room and thenv strapped me on to it and with out a word caned me 20 times once finished he ordered me to stand in the corner of the bar facing the wall with my hands on my head, there I stayed for the rest of the night.
In the morning we were all collected and loaded into the back of a van naked and driven back to the STC where we were returned to our cages and left till the morning.
In the morning we were all freed and led to the courtyard, the master was there.
“Well boys it would seem that we have come to the end of the training for the pup section, and in this case you have all passed, whilst some of you are clearly still learning to accept the fact you can not refuse an answer you all obeyed with out question which is a pass.”
Strangely I felt relieved, having to relive a month as a pup did not appeal to me, the master continued.
“Do not think life becomes easier for you boys as now you move on to the sexual training and the final training in domestic service, for this you will be moved to a billet with real beds, this is a privalage and you will even be taught how to shave and wash again, for now boys it is good bye and enjoy the rest of your training.”
With that he turned and left, a stable hand removed our but plugs and then fitted a chain through each coller until we were all chained together, I was at the back of the line and he had replaced my coller with a thick metal one.
On the count of 3 you will all stand and place your hands behind your back and then on command turn, you will turn to your right, I will then lead you to your new accommodation.
With that he gave his orders and we all turned and followed.
He led us back from the Pup training section and up towards the main house, once at the main house we followed a path around the back and in through a gate in a concrete wall labelled students quarters.
Once inside we followed a concrete path to a building.
We were led inside and ordered to kneel.
The stable hand then announced that this course of slaves would now remain in this block until we completed our training or we were sent back a group.
Each of you will have a bed with a mattress one sheet, a pillow and a blanket, every night you will be chained to your bed by your ankle with enough slack to allow you to stand and kneel at reveille in the morning but no more, once you are locked in here at night you will not be able to go to the toilet until the morning without pissing on the floor or worse, or pissing on your bed.
Each item is a privalage from the pillow, to the bed itself and can be removed, you will see your number by a bed, that is your bed space, you will also see an open bedside table which contains boot polish a cloth and some brushes this is for those boots, you will not wear them, but you will learn how to clean them properly.
Finally you will keep this room spotless, failure to do so will result in immediate and severe punishment.
Oh and boy’s don’t try and have sex with each other because you will end up in very serious trouble.
Is that clear.
“Yes staff” we all replied.
“Good, now follow me.”
He picked up the chain led us out of the door and round another corner to an open courtyard, in the courtyard were shower heads on a set of poles and sinks, the only thing that was covered at the far end of the courtyard was the toilet block.
“Boys this is the student wash room, here we can ensure you are washing and cleaning yourself properly at all times, and take action on those who are not.”
Punishments in this section are carried out either in the stablehands mess or the masters club room in the main house, depending on who is administering the punishment.
Remeber if you fail this section not only could you be forced to take this section again, but you could be returned to the indoctrination center.
Finally if you have sex you will face a STC Hearing which could see you not only publically flogged at the IMA’s club in London, but sent to the SDC “Slave Discipline Centre” for up to a year, there are not many punishments worse, striking a master can get you more.
Now the head stable hand is going to demonstrate using this slave how to wash and then shave, and then you are going to do it, then finally I will demonstrate how to shave your own body and then you will do it.
And so for the rest of the day we practiced washing and shaving everything from our face to our balls.
The biggest surprise was feeding we were fed in the “Slaves canteen” where we were allowed to sit on chairs and use cultelry after being shown how of course.
Later that night we were trooped over to the toilets and then locked in our billet until the morning.