SLAVEBOY IN ATLANTA

	As I was walking the corridor of the airport, heading towards the 
baggage claim, I was getting more and more nervous.  I had to go and take 
another piss before I went outside.  I felt the same nervousness that I 
normally feel before a big game, because I was getting myself into a 
situation for the first time.  Every other time I've played, I had my car 
available to me if I couldn't handle a scene.  This time was different.  I 
was in Atlanta for the next 44 hours no matter what.  Even though I'd never 
quit a scene early before, the option was always there.

	This would be my first weekend as a slaveboy.  We had talked and sent
e-mail back and forth for several months, and when my Master said he would 
pay half the fare if  I came, I booked the flight.  I had answered an 
extensive list of questions concerning what I was into and what I would 
submit myself to.  I was completely honest with him, but gave him complete 
freedom to use me and punish me as he saw fit.  He asked if I had a problem 
being naked.  I replied no and expected that no clothes would be allowed.  I 
was also  given instructions on how to act in public and what I was to wear 
for the flight - a T-shirt, sweatshirt,  jeans and boots.  The only things 
that I was to pack was my leather harness, tit clamps, enema bag, my four 
masks, and the chain collar along with toiletries.  I was told that I was to 
be naked and collared at all times in the house, and that he would provide me
with whatever clothes I needed for outside.  The collar was to remain on the 
whole time no matter what - which proved interesting.

	Master said he would wait for me outside and provided me a 
description of his car. There were so many vehicles parked out front, I 
wondered if I would find him.  Then I saw him, standing by the car, with a 
rope in his hand.  I was instructed to put my bag in the back-seat, then get 
in the passenger seat.  My hands were tied tightly together in front of me, 
then the seatbelt was buckled over top my bound arms, keeping them pressed 
against my body.  A blindfold was strapped around my head and we took off.  
During the trip to Master's house, he opened my pants and played with my cock
- stopping once to tie a rope tightly around my cock and balls.

	My blindfold was removed when we arrived (unfortunately) and grabbed 
my bag and followed Master into the house.  I was told to go upstairs, strip
and get all my stuff out of the bag.  After doing that, I was instructed to 
lay face up on the bed with my legs and arms spread.

	After going through my stuff, he came over and locked the chain 
around my neck, then handed me the harness and told me to put it on, then get
back in position on the bed.  Then two poles were brought out and my arms and
legs were tied to eyehooks at either end.  Master then stripped down and I 
was made to worship his cock for the next thirty minutes or so - all the 
while he played with my cock and balls.  When Master was ready to cum, he 
asked me where I wanted him to shoot.

	"Anywhere on my body you want to, SIR."

	Master shot all over my chest and face, then started to suck my horny
cock.  He brought me to the edge several times before getting off of me and 
left me alone.  Before he left, he laced a hood with a blindfold over my head
and told me to relax for awhile.  Yea, right!  I heard the water running in 
the tub, and Master took a long hot bath.

	Master told me he was used to sleeping alone, so, after releasing me,
he cuffed my hands in front of me and led me to a spare bedroom.

	"Boy. You are to waken me with your mouth around my cock at 5:30.  
Don't be late"

	"Yes sir.  Sir, may I have a clock in here, Sir?"

	Master brought a clock in and I somehow I managed to wake up before 
the appointed time.

	For most of Saturday morning, I was in the kitchen, naked, collared 
but not bound, wrapping up glasses, dishes and generally packing up everything 
that the Master wanted to take to his next location.  Master was pleased at 
the progress we made, so he decided to take me out.  It was hot - mid 80's 
and humid - and Master wanted to get some sun.  He allowed me to put on a 
pair of tight cotton shorts that were cut like spandex and just  about as 
thin.  He gave me a pair of socks and I put them and the boots on.  Then 
Master gave me a T-shirt that suggested something about the ass and pulled my
chain collar out from behind it.  Master drove me to Sam's Club and I had to 
follow behind him as he looked for a friend.  This friend had a dungeon, and 
he wanted to see if we could come over that night.  People stared at the 
shirt and collar, but nobody came over and said anything.  I was glad nobody 
knew who I was.

	From there he drove me to the "Beach" on the outskirts of Piedmont 
Park - where guys sun themselves.  Master had me take off the T-shirt as soon
as we got out of the car, and we walked around looking for a place to put our
bodies.  Also, I think, to show me off to everyone.  We laid down on the grass 
and Master made me strip the shoes and socks off and bunch up the shorts as 
small as it can get.  As I did this, he took the shoelaces out of my boots 
and tied my feet together.  Master laid me down, then tied my wrists together
with the other one.  Then he took one of my socks and stuffed it in my mouth. 
We sunbathed for 20-30 minutes with people checking me out all the time.  
Afterwards, he untied me and said it was time for a walk.  I put my socks and
shoes on and we started to walk around the park.  It is a big park, with a 
lot of activity as people were rollerblading, running, biking, playing 
softball, volleyball and generally enjoying the warm day.  More people saw my
collar, but I was starting to get used to it by now.

	When we returned, Master gave me a list of things to do while he went
out to eat.  It took me about 45 minutes to move everything he wanted, then I
took a shower and shaved.  Master hadn't returned, so I took a nap until he 
came back with some food for me.  Master had me put the harness on, then 
dress me as before and we drove over to the dungeon.

	There were several people there when we arrived.  None of them knew 
who I was.  I was told to take off my shirt as soon as I entered the house, 
so everyone saw me in the harness right away.  After drinking a beer, I was 
led to the dungeon.  After checking some of the equipment, Master led me to a
St. Andrew's Cross and tied me to it.  Cuffs were put around each wrist and 
they were fastened to the tops of the cross.  More rope was used to secure my
harness to the cross.  Master wanted to show them something, and took a whip 
and started to run the end of it lightly over my body.  I started to squirm 
and laugh almost immediately.  They got a kick out of it.  Master used the 
whip to tickle me, then whip me; tickle me then whip me.  Other interments 
were give to him to use and test my reactions.  A little later I heard a 
snapping sound.  Master had been handed a mousetrap and he was snapping it 
loudly, walking closer to me.  My eyes got real wide.  Then he opened the 
trap and put one of my nipples in it and closed it slowly.  He then did the 
same to the other.  It was wild.  It didn't hurt that much, but it kept a 
steady pressure on them.  Then he got a BIG trap and started to snap THAT 
shut.  I knew where that was going and I shook my head no.  But he ignored 
me,  pulled my shorts down, and snapped it just above my balls.  Then a 
spandex hood was put over my head and I was tickled and whipped some more.  
There were sensations at different points on me, so I knew one or two had 
joined in.

	I was taken off the cross and the traps removed.  My hands were 
locked to the cuffs attached to the back of the harness.  A pair of serious 
tit clamps were put on me and I was told to get on my knees.  I felt a cord 
being tied to the chain on the clamps, pulling them out and tied off.  All of
a sudden my tits were being jerked all over the place as they had tied the 
cord to a rumble ball and turned it on.  What a sensation!!!  After I had 
been turned on and started to move around, they turned it off.

	I was led over to the bondage table, where I was tied down and 
stripped of my shorts, shoes and socks.  Cuffs were put around my ankles and 
tied tight.  Then several of them started some serious tickling with hands, 
feathers and the end of a long whip.  I was squirming all over the place and 
they had to retie me.  Evidently one of them thought I was having too much 
fun and all of a sudden, I felt sparks along my body.  It didn't hurt too 
much, but when the spark hit my sore nipples or the cock head , I got a good 
jolt.  He wanted to see how it worked on my toes, when I said something 
stupid.

	"I hope you are having fun down there."

	I didn't know you could increase the voltage on a violet wand, but 
now he concentrated on my nipples and cockhead and it definitely got my 
attention.  I screamed and tried to move away from it as best as I could.  
After a couple of minutes of this torture, he quit and I was untied.  I was 
definitely charged up.  Everyone seemed to enjoy playing with me and I was 
invited back.  A date has already been set up for me to experience the whole 
dungeon next month.

	I couldn't believe it was after 1pm when we got home.  I was tied to 
go to bed with the same instructions.  I missed it by a half hour this time, 
but Master didn't seem to notice.  After he came, he tied me spread eagle on 
his bed and puts a double hood over my head that zippered down the front.  My
cock loved it, but by then, it would have loved anything, as I had not been 
allowed to cum.  He left me like that while he showered, dressed and went to 
get breakfast.

	I was allowed to eat a muffin and drink some juice, then it was time 
to pack up another room, and my body was used for packing and hauling boxes.
Afterwards, I was ordered to clean myself out, then I was tied face down to 
the massage table he had set up.  The hood was put back over my head and tied
tightly.  Master put on a tape and started to play with my near virgin 
asshole.  For the next hour, my ass was fingered and my back and ass was 
whipped.  Then, Master turned me over, tied my hands back overhead and my 
feet spread and tied to the other end.  Lube was put on my cock and he jerked
me off.  

	I had never played the role of a slaveboy before and I did things in 
public that I never thought I'd do.  I wanted to see if I could be obedient 
and subservant in any situation that came up.  Master said that I had e
xceeded his expectations and we kissed good-bye in the airport.  At least 
until we play again.