Pepe Manero
(SM Boy Writers)

My Start as a Slaveboy

Chapter One

I was, I am told, an attractive boy. Slim, tanned, and athletic with a shock of dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and I was fond of any sports being much respected in the football and cricket teams but I was particularly keen on swimming and enjoyed showing off in my little modern string sided speedo briefs. I had soon learned that particular Masters would enjoy coming to watch!

Now I should tell you as a background that from an early age I had always had secret fantasies about bondage and slavery and I particularly enjoyed reading pirate tales, especially when the hero was captured and put to work for the pirates on the boat. In my fantasy he would always be near naked, often kept tied up, and the men would especially enjoy it when he was punished for any misdemeanour and that happened often in my fantasies! In those dreams I would deliberately do things wrong so that I would be punished. Dragged up before the men, tied with hands above my head, clad only now in a skimpy loin cloth or sometimes naked, I would show them all how tough I was as the bosun picked up a ropes end and my punishment commenced. This would be my signal to have a good wank as I imagined it all. My hormones were running strongly by now!

So you can imagine my delight one day, when the history and games Master gave us a lesson on the Spartan history era. He described how boys of our age would vie with each other to prove their strength and bravery. As he spoke and told us of how the boys would enter into whipping competitions to see who could take the most lashes I felt myself throbbing rigidly in my bikini pants, and looking around the class at my mates I could see quite a bit of adjustments in the crotch area taking place!

At the end of the lesson the Master dismissed us, but added that if anyone had any questions about the lesson he could stay on a few minutes and he would explain the scene further. So I stayed put when the others left until he called me over.

"So do you want to hear more about the Spartan boys then Pepe?"

"Yes Sir, yes I do. I often imagine things like that and so to hear that it really happened is exciting!"

"You actually imagine things like that happening Pepe? Tell me, do you really?"

"Well yes Sir. I have always imagined things like that, for several years now in fact!"

"Maybe you would like to come to my cottage then, and I can show you some real pictures of boys who like that sort of thing. Don't ever think you may be odd Pepe, because there are lots of boys who enjoy acting out bondage games. They become slave boys and I have collected a lot of photos of them. Would you like to see them?"

"Oh wow, yes Sir, please Sir. When can I come to see you?"

"I will arrange for you to have an afternoon of extra tuition on Saturday instead of sports. You will come to my cottage and I will tell you more about it then."

He gave me details then of the time and what to tell my friends and I scampered off, extremely excited at the prospect.

Come Saturday the morning passed slowly and my excitement grew as lunchtime came and went. I did not know what to expect as I made my way down to my Master's cottage and knocked on the door.

"Come in Pepe." And he put a friendly hand came behind my head to guide me inside before he closed and locked the door and led me through to his main living room which I noticed had the curtains drawn and lights on.

"Come over here and tell me about what you imagine then, but maybe first have a look at these pictures of boys like you with fantasies like yours probably!"

I looked at the first black and white picture of a boy, my age, tied by his wrists to an overhead beam. He was naked but for a tiny piece of cloth hanging over a cord around his waist and this was all he had to hide his very obvious erection. He looked stunningly erotic. The next picture showed my own Master squatting beside the boy and attaching a spacer bar with straps to his ankles to hold his legs apart! Then there were pictures of him removing the boy's loincloth to leave him tied and stark naked.

"Well young Pepe, what do you think of that then?"

"Sort of exciting Sir!"

"Now do this only if you agree, I want you to take off your shirt, and then stand in front of me, turn with your back to me and hold your hands behind your back!"

"Yes Sir!"

I did as I was told and felt my hands being bound tightly behind me and then Master's hands were feeling my throbbing boyhood excitement.

"Come with me boy, I have a video that I want you to see in my special room and you can watch it with your hands tied behind you before I ask you whether you want to go on further!"

I followed him as instructed, meekly and willingly to be shown into a large bare room with a screen against one wall and a sofa against the other.

Master sat me down on the sofa and sat beside me, and as he worked the remote the video started. A boy about my age walked on from one side and stood in front of an obvious Master figure. He was wearing only a loin cloth which in turn was tented out with an obvious erection. He willingly held out his hands and the man buckled on leather cuffs. Again, willingly and obviously enjoying it the boy offered his cuffed wrists to be fastened to a spacer bar hanging overhead. The man tightened up on the boy's wrists until his body was stretched up tightly.

"Do you deserve to be punished boy?" came the gruff question.

"Yes Sir. I deserve to be whipped and I want to be whipped. Please Sir, will you whip me now, and I promise not to make a fuss or you will have to give me more!"

I watched the video fascinated as the man whipped the young boy who writhed and squirmed as each lash landed. First his back was lashed, then down his chest and tummy until he more or less hung from his bonds and I could see a sheen of sweat on his bare torso. But despite the whipping obviously hurting I could see that his body was not really heavily marked and that in an hour or so it would have faded away. The boy on the video spoke again.

"Thank you Sir. I deserved that, and now, can I have my reward!"

"The man knelt down in front of the boy, undid the drawstring on the tiny loin cloth and took the boy's throbbing genitals into his mouth. After a few moments the boy stiffened in his bonds and gave a little cry of pleasure as he rewarded his Master with a few jets of clear sweet boy cum.

The video finished with the boy being taken down and hugged by the man, who kissed and fondled him before the picture faded.

"Well now Pepe, what did you think of that?" and as he asked the Master's hand gently continued rubbing and fondled my smooth velvety twitching uncut boyish erection.

"Fantastic Sir, oh wow, that boy was fantastic, but even so, I bet I could take it as well as he did, or even better really Sir!"

"Oh you think so do you boy. Well if you really think so, we had better put it to the test, and now is as good a time as any!"

"I really mean it Sir, I really want to show you how tough I am. I want to be whipped just like that boy. Can we do it now Sir?"

I felt my wrists being untied then, and soon Sir was buckling on soft leather cuffs and leading me to stand under a spacer bar hanging from the roof and all this time my erection pounded and throbbed in the little loin cloth I was still wearing.

"This is it then boy, this is your initiation to being my slave boy. You have asked for it, you seem to want it so now we will get started. "

Chapter Two

I stood passively as he fondled me and when he told me to, I willingly spread my legs to let him fasten the spacer bar to hold my legs. He stood back again, and then went over to the wall where there hung a selection of whips and straps, he selected a soft multi tailed lash.

"This one will sting, but importantly it will not mark you Pepe, and for this, you tell me is your first real whipping, that really matters. Are you ready boy?"

"Yes Sir, please I want you to whip me properly, I am ready for it and have dreamed of it for years!"

He laid the first lash across my shoulders but was very gentle. The second lash, slightly lower but again not very hard.

"Please Sir, you can go a lot harder than that, 'cos I can only just feel that!"

"You asked for it then boy, so brace yourself!"

I had to stifle a gasp as the next lash landed hard across my shoulders, but as Master worked slowly down my back and the stinging pain spread I was in fact writhing in an ecstasy of sexual excitement. I had never known a feeling like it, so often imagined and now actually happening and as each lash landed the glowing throbbing in that rigid little penis of mine seemed to grow ever harder and more exciting as I heaved and struggled with my bonds.

After some twenty lashes working down my back, he moved round to my front and went through the hair ruffling again. My head was now sweaty after I had struggled and squirmed under the lash. Master bent forward and kissed me gently on the forehead and then firmly on the mouth to which I responded with excitement.

"You were fantastic boy, and you and I are going to have so many games while you learn to serve me as a slaveboy, but now, ten lashes on that flat little tummy of yours boy, before you may have your reward!"

"Yes Sir, please make it real punishment for me, I can take it from you, honestly Sir!"

I found it much harder to take lashes on my chest and tummy but finally the ten strokes were over and I watched thrilled as Sir went on his knees in front of me, untied the drawstring of my loincloth and took my rampant erection in his hand, fondling it and enjoying it's smooth velvety hardness as it jumped and twitched it in anticipation. Finally he took me in his mouth, while wrapping his hands around my buttocks as he sucked me greedily until I came in the most exciting orgasm that I had ever had in my young life.

Now he unclipped me from the spacer bars, but he left the wrist and ankle cuffs on me. He led me back to the sofa but then seemed to change his mind on something and ordered me to turn my back to him again so he could clip the wrist cuffs together behind me. He sat me back down on the sofa, now naked and with hands fastened behind me, and promised that we would have another video to show me some more ideas if I was to become his adopted slaveboy. He put his arm around me and pulled me in close so that my sweaty body was in hard contact with his firm adult body.

"Did you really enjoy that then Pepe?"

"Yes Sir, I have always dreamed of being whipped and now I have been, and Sir, I nearly came while you were whipping me sir, is that unusual? Will we be able to do that again Sir, please Sir, I could take another whipping now if you wanted to!"

"We will do other things Pepe. Whipping is all very well but can leave lasting marks if you are not careful and there are other ways I shall want to punish you while you enjoy being my slaveboy."

"Like what Sir, what will you do to me?"

" I will tell you some of the punishments Pepe and I will show you them on video later today but once you agree you must realise that I will want to do each of them to you!" He pulled me tightly against him again so I could feel the hardness of his muscles against my smooth thirteen year old body.

"What is the worst one Sir, the hardest for me to take?

"Well I have never seen a boy of your age dealt with in the manner I am about to describe. You will be tied to a wooden cross, crucified. You will find it an enormous strain on your arms and your only relief will be to push up on your ankles which will be bound firmly to the cross!"

"Wow, that sounds incredible Sir, but it does not sound too bad depending on how long you will leave me hanging there!"

"Oh I havn't finished yet boy. After twenty minutes to half an hour, depending on how you seem to be taking it, I will remove your loin cloth so you are naked again, and give you twenty lashes across your chest and tummy before I allow you to cum."

"Have you got a video of that Sir so I can see what it will be like?"

"Yes Pepe, but it will an older boy than you on the cross. If I do it to you I will make a video for other Master's enjoyment because it will be unusual to have a victim so young!"

"Sir, I want to do that punishment now, please Sir, can we do it now?"

"Pepe, you have just had your first whipping at my hands today, and that is enough for one session. Anyway, I will have to make up a suitable cross for the next session if you want to do it. I am ordering you to meet up again like this next week, but on Saturday morning so we have all day!"

"Gosh, I have to wait a whole week Sir?"

"Yes Pepe, yes you do, and savour the looking forward to it but be warned it will be much more painful than today."

"I want it Sir, honestly I do, I want to be your boy from now on and will let you punish me in any way you want!"

"Stand up boy, that's it, now turn round to face me." He stood for a moment to shuck off his little pouch. He stood for a moment in front of me, totally naked, before sitting back on the sofa, legs splayed and with his cock rampant and waiting.

"On your knees boy, and pleasure me!"

I did as he said, but as I lowered my head down towards his huge throbbing penis he could wait no longer and sudden streams of hot cum gushed over me.

"Lick me off then boy, you are my slave and that is now one of your duties!"

I did as he asked, enjoying the taste of adult cum for the first time in my young life, and when I had finished he reached down and pulled me up onto his lap, both of us entwined and naked together.

"I am going to show you this video now boy, the one with the cross, and you can decide if you want to come next week."

And he pressed his remote as we sat and watched. On the screen a young boy, probably about sixteen or so, naked but for the usual loin cloth, was led onto to the set by his Master, a well built tanned adult, also wearing just a loin cloth, and armed with a bunch of leather cuffs. In the centre of the stage lying on the floor was a large wooden cross and with no further ado the boy was told to lie down on the cross which he willingly did, holding his arms our along the cross piece to be fastened. We watched as the straps were buckled around his wrists and ankles before he was fastened out so that his arms were tightly out each side, and his legs were slightly bent, so enabling him to take some weight off his arms as the strain built up.

When he was secure the Master stood back and pressed a button to a small electric winch and the cross rose upright until the boy was suspended, writhing gently and groaning as he tried to ease the strain on his stretched arms. After ten minutes he was starting to sweat until little rivers of perspiration were running down his chest.

"Well Pepe, what do you think of that then?" And all the time we watched my Master had been gently feeling me, caressing, giving me a kiss off and on as I sat on his lap.

"I am ready to cum again Sir, honestly Sir. I need to be dealt with urgently and yes, I want to come next week more than anything in my life!"

"That is enough then Pepe, that is all the video for now and as you are such a randy little boy you had better come over here to have a last whipping before you get dressed and go back to school."

He helped me up and led me over to the hanging spacer bar and unclipped my hands from behind me to fasten them again to the bar which he pulled up tight again. Then the leg spacer to effectively spread eagle me for the whip.

"Wow Sir, that is really hard, wow, how many Sir?

"Just ten this time boy, and that is it for the day!"

"Thank you Sir, it is a day I will always remember and I can hardly wait for next Saturday!"

"Patience boy, I too am looking forward to it!"

So when he released me I quickly dressed and was away to school in time for supper, dreaming wild dreams of the cross and next Saturday!!

Chapter Three

Now I knew that Pepe was safely away with his friends at his boarding school for the week I was able to prepare for my next Saturday appointment with him. I would also see him on Thursday when I would take his class for history. I made a mental note to again bring up the Spartan boys as I knew from the boys' reactions that tales of nakedness and whipping were enjoyed by most of the class!

I had another plan, albeit slightly risky, but I trusted Pepe to keep absolutely quiet about what went on when he visited my cottage, and to just let it be thought that is was for extra tuition. I had bought on the internet several outrageous pouch/thong/string speedos, smallest size available and having viewed them and selected my favourite for starters I popped the incredibly sexy little silken bright yellow pouch with it's bootlace thin string crotch strap and waist tie on the hip, into an envelope, and wrote Manero's name on the cover. After the history lesson on Thursday I would slip the envelope to Pepe and he would find an appropriate note inside telling him under no circumstances to let any of his friends see the item but be sure to wear it under his jeans on Saturday when he came to my cottage or else incur extra punishments!

During the week I made the cross that I had told him about. The upright was 15 cm [6 inch] wide, 3 cm [>1 inch] thick and started off at 3 metres [10 feet] long. The cross beam was also 15 cm [6 inch] wide but 5 cm [2 inch] thick so that I could put screw eyes across the top edge to secure the victim. When I got the wood to the cottage I notched the two together to form a cross, screwing and glueing it tightly. I left the cross beam 1.8 metres [6 feet] long with screw eyes at 30 cm [12 inch] spacings along the top edge from the end to near the centre. At various points in the upright I screwed in more eyebolts for fastening a boy's ankles. Finally across the base I screwed a length of old timber that I had in stock to keep it stable when the cross was hoisted up right by a rope which led to a tackle and a ceiling joist so that from one side I could hoist the whole cross bodily up from it's position on the floor. Finally I propped up the head end on a box so that it would be easier to fasten straps and ropes as the boy lay on it to be tied before hoisting!

By the time all this was ready it was Friday evening and I considered I was ready, and pretty excited at the prospect of tomorrow. I had given young Pepe his little package on Thursday after the lesson and he had given me a shy grin and shoved it away quickly and unopened in his pocket. I would like to have seen his face when he opened it but tomorrow I would see it on his delightful bodyl!

Saturday I was up early as I expected Pepe by around 9am. I put on my favourite g-string pouch with light slacks over the top, and a white tee. I decided to be half way there and have bare feet as we would be indoors all the time and soon planned to be naked anyway! Spot on at 9am I saw Pepe skidding to a halt outside, and then push his bike around the back of the cottage out of sight as instructed. I answered his knock at once and putting my hand behind his tousled head guided him in to my living room which was still set up for video viewing.

"Hi Sir, I hope I'm not late!"

"Strip down boy, strip to that little thong I gave you Pepe, look sharp and we will start by watching a video, but only after I have shown you what is waiting for you in the punishment room!"

"Wow sir, I can hardly wait. I have been thinking of the punishment I am going to get all this the week!"

I watched the boy as he peeled his shirt over his head. Dropping his jeans and shucking off his sandals so he stood, tanned, graceful, stunningly beautiful and clad as I had told him, in the tiny yellow g-string. His body was just forming well defined muscle, the lines either side of his flat little tummy ran down to virtually meet at the top of the yellow pouch where his boyhood started, and from the looks of it was already well aroused. He turned slowly in a full circle while I watched him.

"You like Sir?"

"Indeed I do boy, come here, I have some cuffs for your wrists and ankles. You will see they are well padded so as not to leave nasty red marks on you for anyone to see tomorrow."

He held his wrists obediently out for me to buckle on the new cuffs. They were soft leather with padding inside, and from the back of each a longer strap about 40 cm [16 inch] long ended in a snap hook that was for me to lead over the crossbeam to a suitable eyebolt. When I had cuffed both his wrists I pulled his arms together behind him, clipped the two together and leading one of the long straps up either side of his back I passed them over his shoulders to clip them together under his chin. Thus his arms were pulled up tightly behind him into the small of his back and he was obviously already getting into his zone of fantasies and was really beginning to enjoy himself. Tied and already helpless. He took a step or two away from me, savouring his helplessness of being tied again and pulling at his wrists, finally he turned and grinned at me, a grin of pure simple delight and anticipation.

"Now what Sir?"

"Come and stand over here boy!" and I knelt down to fasten an ankle cuff on each slender ankle. "That's it Pepe, now I will show you what I have waiting for you in our special room!"

I opened the door and watched him as he took a few steps inside where the cross lay ready, it's tackle already hitched to the ceiling joist. Pepe went over to it, carefully because he was finding things difficult with his arms held tightly up his back as they were.

"Enough boy, you have seen the cross. You knew what I was going to do to you, and you have made it clear that you can hardly wait to be dealt with, so now, we will watch the rest of that video of the boy being crucified to get the right idea."

I had stripped off now to match Pepe, and with both of us so nearly naked we were ready for some action of our own! I made him sit on my lap and while the video started I put my arms around him and fondled his already hard stiffie. What a boy this was and I could hardly wait to see him suffering so willingly on the cross! I started the video and we both watched the scene unfold further.

The sixteen year old that we had seen before was by now sweating profusely while his Master walked around him watched him writhing. I explained to Pepe that it was known as the dance of the cross because the victim would push up on his legs to try and ease the pain in his arms, and then, when he could not hold that position he would collapse down with agony running through his arms. After twenty minutes the boy was crying out for mercy and his Master amazingly to me, lowered the cross until it was propped up at a slight angle on the floor again.

"But I thought you said he would be whipped when it was time to come down Sir?"

"Patience Pepe, watch now!" and we watched as his Master picked up a vicious looking multi thronged lash, stripped off the boy's little loin cloth to leave his penis rampant and exposed, and proceeded to lay on twenty strokes across the writhing body that was still spread sexily on the cross, the final two strokes right over the boy's erection. Finally it was over and the boy was unshackled to stand, somewhat red over his chest and tummy, in front of his Master.

"Thank you Sir. I deserved that punishment. If I need more punishment you must leave me longer and whip me harder and I will never complain. I think that is the most painful but exciting punishment that I have ever had!" The boy flung his arms around his Master, kissing him and being hugged in return until his Master stroked him to a quick climax and the video slowly faded.

"Are you ready Pepe? I think it is time to start your punishment now!"

"Yes Sir, I want you to make me suffer now!" and I watched the delightful sight of my virtually naked willing slaveboy, hands cuffed and restrained, ankles cuffed, pert little backside with the single cord emerging from his bum crack as he walked meekly over to the door of the punishment room.

"Go over to the cross, stand astride the upright and I will unshackle your hands so you can lie down on it." I helped Pepe to lie back and without being told he spread his arms along the cross beam to get into position for the straps to be fastened!

"Stretch out this arm Pepe, thats it, so I can get it nice and tight on this strap. Now the other arm, wonderful!" the boy was spread then and I moved to his ankles.

"Bend your legs slightly Pepe!" I clipped his ankles together, and then bound the rings to the upright so that by pushing up the cuffs would take the strain. He was so willing, so excited and I realised that I had a wonderful masochistic boy to deal with! All this time the little yellow silky thong was being pushed out by Pepe's wonderful ever ready stiffie. The folds of silk being pushed erotically forward as the excited boy lay waiting for his punishment to start!

Now that he was bound fastened tightly to the cross I took hold of the rope to the ceiling, and thankful that he was so light, I hoisted away until the cross became upright. Now I could have my fill of watching the sight of Pepe started to feel the strain on his arms and chest. Soon he was wriggling, pushing up on his legs, falling back down when the pain in the ankles became too great. But the boy was quiet and as he struggled and seemed determined not to cry out or plead but to accept the torture that he knew full well was what I wanted to see. My cameras were taking in all the action and I realised that I would have a wonderful lasting record of these events.

After ten minutes the sweat was beginning to build up on his neck and chest and I asked him if he was ready to come down yet and at the same time ran my hands all over his smooth young writhing body finishing with his still as ever rigid excited stiffie.

"Can I do ten more minutes before you let me down Sir! I will have had enough by then!" and I realised from his anguished voice that he was almost at the end of his acceptance of the pain level.

"Ah yes Pepe, but have you forgotten that to come down you must first accept a lashing, but for just this first time I will not make them too hard for you!"

"Oh wow Sir, I had forgotten that, but I will show you how tough I am, and I am not afraid of being punished good and hard as long as it pleases you!"

Ten minutes passed as I watched him, dancing, writhing, squirming and crying out in little mewing sounds. He was now sweating in little rivulets down his beautifully smooth young body until his little yellow pouch was soaked through. I undid the tie on the side then, and released his penis, stiff and smooth, and rampantly twitching which I fondled as I admired it. I loved the velvety soft skin of his rigid uncircumcised cock, standing proudly out from his smooth ball sack, while the purple swollen head poked out from behind his foreskin. I picked up the lash and was almost sorry and worried to have to do this to this to a brave albeit very willing youngster as I did not want to put him off for the future. I need not have worried because in a small voice, now wracked with some pain he was eventully asking me for more!

"Whip me hard Sir, please Sir, I can take it, honestly!"

So I did just that, working across from the top of his chest to just above his penis which was now so stiff it was almost touching his tummy. The sweat, I noticed had settled and pooled around his stiffies base where a few wispy blonde hairs sprouted. When I reached his lower tummy at seventeen strokes I asked him if he was alright.

"Yes Sir, go on, do it, I really deserve it and want to please you, and then I can say when I am older that I was really whipped and crucified properly when I was thirteen, right down to three lashes over my cock and balls!"

Then it was over and I let him down, hugged him, and carried him over to the settee in the other room before clipping his hands behind him again, knowing that was what he really liked. I lay him back against me so that our naked bodies were together as I started to think about which video and punishment I would show this fabulous boy next! I was waiting also for him to recover a bit so that my own sexual appetite could be satisfied by the boy! I looked at his rosy red soft lips and knew that shortly they would be around my rampant cock. He looked up at me and grinned as he half lay on my lap.

"Sir, was I good? Did I take it like a good slaveboy?"

"You were fabulous boy, you are really great and have proved that you can take pain from your Master. I know you want to prove this to me, and I wonder if maybe you would like to prove you are braver than another thirteen year old I know. You remember that the Spartan boys had a competition, and maybe, just maybe you would like to try the same?" Pepe looked up at me and smiled a knowing smile.

"Wow Sir, oh wow. But how Sir, that sounds fantastic. When can I meet another boy like me, or as strong as me, and is he in our school?"

"No, he is at the local school and I have known him for a couple of years. He is very like you and enjoys being the centre of attention. I have told him about you and he wants to come for a session, so if you agree, I will fix it for next Saturday when you could both come all day!"

So as Pepe's Master I now had the scene set to have these two boys, both of whom I had introduced to bondage and slavery and both of whom were absolutely willing and enjoying the experience. The boy from the local school is different to Pepe. He is Spanish and so tanned and darker, black hair, large brown eyes which will contrast wonderfully with Pepe's dirty blonde hair and blue eyes and honey coloured tanning. I have plans to punish them together, they will be naked and encouraging each other as they are whipped until one of them will have to give in, or will they, and what if they don't!!

Chapter Four

The week went slowly by and by the time I took the boys at my school for their usual history lesson on the Thursday I had finished preparing the room which was now ready for my planned Saturday scene. I made Pepe stay behind again after the class to ask him if he was ready and still wanted to come on Saturday. His cheeky grin said it all and obviously his enthusiasm to submit to me for punishment had not eased at all. He whispered that he had wanked himself to sleep every night just thinking about it, and I had to advise him to keep plenty of stamina in hand so that he could put up with what I was going to do to him on Saturday!

I went over my plan again to see if I was missing anything. I had decided that it would be best to string the boys up by their wrists, hands over their heads and nice and wide apart to a spacer bar each so they could not turn away from the whip or each other. I would insist that they strip to just their (and my!) favourite thongs, leaving the last honours for me before their final torture when I would untie the little side cords and remove them! I knew that Pepe would come in the little yellow silk pouch that I had given him and which showed his lovely honey tan and body off to perfection, and I hoped that Zac, the local boy would wear the bright blue satin g-string that I had chosen for him when I had punished him on a previous occasion.

I was going to have the boys then, facing each other and about two metres [6½ feet] apart so they could watch the whipping of their rival while awaiting their turn! I planned to whip them both, making them take the alternate of five lashes each but I realised that I would have to be very careful not to leave marks that would show after the weekend because being a competition between them they might choose to go on far longer than any previous whipping I had given them! So the plan for this session was that I would go from using the lash (and this is a special boy's weight lash with many strips of thin supple leather that would not damage but just sting nicely) then to my new idea that I had seen on an internet video. Namely, using nettles and swiping them over their genitals. This I knew from experience is extremely painful and leaves no marks for anyone to see apart from the rather swollen penis that can usually be kept hidden afterwards! I would go and gather the bunches of nettles from my garden on the Saturday morning before they came round and have them stowed in the cooler to be really fresh!

I had arranged for Zac to come round at eight thirty so that I could have him tied and ready when Pepe arrived at nine. Then Zac would wait, near naked and ready for action while I prepared Pepe in the same way. All this time I would be able to enjoy the wonderful spectacle of two virtually naked and excited thirteen year olds being rendered helpless to willingly accept what I knew would be a pretty painful punishment session. Finally the two boys would be able to look at each other and gauge how tough they might be! Up to now they had never met so it would be even more fun this first time as each tried to prove to the other how tough they were! I would then explain what was about to happen while they stood committed and ready to accept whatever I wanted to do to them.

At last Saturday morning had finally arrived, and putting on my thin rubber gloves I had collected a bag of lovely fresh nettles and bound them together in bunches, making about eight bunches in all and then stowing them away in the cool! I returned to the cottage to watch the driveway for the first arrival.

As planned, Zac arrived first and I noted he was in fact five minutes early! He parked his bike out of sight behind the cottage and I let him in, giving him a hug and a good ruffle of his lovely dark hair. He was wearing PE shorts, sandals and a white tee shirt and looked absolutely stunning as he looked up at me with a nervous little smile and I led him through with no further fuss to the prepared room.

"Strip down to your thong boy!" I ordered him, and I watched as he peeled off his tee, kicked off his sandals and then shucked out of his shorts. Oh wow, what a sight he made, so perfect, and already tented in that little g-string. I went to him and gave him another hug, revelling in the smooth skin of this superb boy and he returned the hug with enthusiasm.

"Come over here boy, under this bar, and I am going to secure your wrists!" he did entirely as he was told and held each wrist compliantly up to the bar to have it firmly tied.

"Are you going to tie my legs as well Sir, because you did last time I came here!"

"I am just going to put a short rope between them so you are restricted but can kick if you feel like it!" and I knelt down to do just that, and looking up could savour the whole boy's body as he waited for his willingly chosen punishment.

I had just finished securing Zac when I heard the skidding of Pepe's bike as he parked it around the back and at the first knock on the door I opened up and let him in. We went through the same process as with Zac. Pepe had come in jeans and tee shirt and my first order was for him to strip. Sure enough, he was wearing the tiny yellow thong which being made of silk was emphasising the rigid boyhood it contained. Absolutely superb, and I saw Zac eying him up with interest.

When all was ready and both boys had arrived and were secured by their wrists under the spacer bars, and standing proudly in their thongs, ready for me to deal, with I spoke to them both. The two boys were enough to make me drool and looked absolutely stunning, so nearly naked, both obviously sexually aroused and with their little costumes bulging and tented with excitement. Zac, beautifully tanned, dark hair, lovely brown eyes observing every move of mine. And then Pepe, dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, a gorgeous honey coloured tan and a down of fine fair hairs that really turned me on across his shoulders and down his back to peter out into smooth tanned skin in the small of his back where the tie cord of his thong passed seductively across it. Now I stripped off my shirt, sandals, and finally my jeans to stand beside them wearing just a black leather restrictive thong that I would enjoy releasing as events unfolded.

"I will toss a coin to see which of you goes first. When that is decided the first boy will receive five lashes on his back with the multi tailed whip you have both felt before. Then after a short pause the other boy will get the same. Then it will be up to the first boy to say whether he will take more, and if he agrees, and be sure of this, only if he agrees, he will be given another five lashes. And so on until one of you decides that he can take no more, and wants to give in!"

"But Sir," piped up Zac, "We are both going to take a lot and you said that we should not be sent back home or to school covered in red wheals, so you said last week that something else would happen. What is that Sir?"

"Once you have each taken enough strokes that in my opinion might mark you for too long," and so I decided that ten was enough and went to nettles.

I will change to the new idea! I will strip off your thongs and you will stand before me, stark naked and completely unprotected. Then in the same order as before you will get five strokes, and I mean strokes, from a bunch of fresh stinging nettles right over your naked stiffie and balls. Then I showed them a long bunch of nettles that I had prepared ready. That will be extremely painful but it will not mark you. We will keep going like that until one of you calls time and becomes the loser!"

"What happens then Sir?" came a quick question from Pepe.

"I am assuming that neither of you wants to be the loser, so you will have to wait and see what is going to happen for that one!! I know that both of you are excited to play this game, and both of you have already proved your ability to take punishment on previous occasions, so we will let it rest there. Now it is time to start your ordeals…

"Are you ready boys?"

Chapter Five

"Zac, you can call when I toss the coin, and the winner of the toss chooses who will take the lash first!"

"Heads Sir,"

"Heads it is, so do you want to be first or is it to be Pepe?"

"Me first Sir please." And I saw the lithe darker Zac tensing his back muscles as I picked up the whip. He turned his head to watch me shaking his long black hair from his already sweating forehead.

"Brace yourself boy!" I called as I took the first swing and landed the whip across those dark brown shoulders to get a nice wriggle from the tightly spread boy boy and a small gasp. I laid on five strokes in quick time as he writhed and squealed before me. I wondered if it was in excitement or pain because I was all the time admiring his stamina that showed prominently in his nicely distorted blue satin pouch. Then I turned to Pepe!

"Are you ready Pepe?"

"Yes Sir, I want to win and be your best boy Sir!" He stood passively under the spreader bar, his honey coloured tan that so excited me about to be marked with a few slightly painful red stripes! He made no sound and only braced his shoulders and back to accept the lash. I ran my hands down that smooth back, savouring his neat little bubble butt with the cord of his little pouch appearing from the centre crack. He shuddered in anticipation as I stood back and swished the lash before I laid on the five successively harder strokes, the last of which was really pretty vicious.

"Thank you Sir, I hope I took that well!"

"You did indeed Pepe, but it will be harder next time!" and I turned back to Zac who was obviously more affected and had noticed how Pepe seemed to be really almost enjoying being whipped by his Master.

I laid on the next five to Zac and he was definitely finding it hard to take and a small sheen of sweat was already forming across his chest as he wriggled and writhed, and he gave a little cry of pain as each stroke landed. I turned back to Pepe, who grinned cheekily at me.

"I'm going to win Sir, I don't think Zac is taking it as well as I am. I want to make you enjoy punishing me, so we can do this again often!"

After Pepe had stood again passively and taken another five I decided that as each boy was now marked with red stripes down his back, I would start my planned nettle torture of their rampant genitals. Two curious boys watched as I went to my cool store and came back with two fresh bunches of nettles. Laying them down I turned to Zac, ran my hands lovingly down the smooth sweaty boy to undo the little tie cord of his thong and lift the blue pouch away from his rigid boyhood. I remembered as I stripped him that Zac was circumcised and wondered vaguely whether this would make the nettles worse for him, or whether he would be able to take it better than the perhaps more protected penis of Pepe!

I turned to Pepe then and after enjoying an erotic feel of his excited young body I undid the little yellow silk pouch I had chosen for him before, and gently ran my hand over his velvet smooth rigid member. I noticed that he was so excited that most of the purple head of his penis was exposed anyway and decided that of the two boys it would be easier for Zac after all as Pepe's exposed end looked somehow more tender!

"Are you ready Zac, this will be painful and when you have had enough you only have to say and I will immediately stop."

"Owwahhh," the boy shrieked in pain as I wiped the nettles across his erection and gently under his balls. I immediately did it again, and then again, and he was crying out by the fifth that he could not take it any more.

"Alright boy, you have asked to stop, so let us see how Pepe is going to fare because it would seem that these nettles are pretty potent stingers."

I did the same treatment to Pepe who again stood unflinching as I slowly wiped the fresh bunches of nettles across his genitals. He even thrust out his midriff as far as his stretched position would allow almost as though he was enjoying the pain! After five wipes he was equal to Zac so I asked him if he too wanted to stop.

"No Sir, I want you to punish me properly so I have served you as a proper slaveboy. I want you to give me ten more with the whip, and at then ten with the nettles. I am ready to submit to anything you want Sir!"

I did as the boy requested while a quietly crying Zac watched Pepe's chosen punishment. Finally it was over and firstly I released Zac. I made him follow me to the sofa in the viewing room and stripping off my restrictive leather thong I sat legs apart for him to pleasure me. He ran his hands over me and lowered his head to my erection and I entwined my hands in his lovely black hair to hold him in place before I had the most wonderful orgasm with his soft lips working over my rigid shaft.

"As the loser Zac, I want you to go home now. I still enjoy having you and will ask you to come again soon but for the rest of this session I will be with Pepe as the winner. I must remind you never to think of mentioning these games to anyone else because of course you know that I have pictures of you willingly complying with all that I ask! You are a great boy and I love you dearly, so we will meet up again soon. I will see you when I am down at your school shortly and fix for you to come again!"

Young Zac went off to my washroom, cleaned up, and was soon dressed and riding off on his bike while I returned to Pepe, waiting patiently under his spreader bar, naked and sore, for me to return.

"Was I good for you Sir?"

"You were wonderful boy, absolutely wonderful!" I stood close to him so that our two naked bodies could press together and kissed him gently on the lips which he returned. I ran my hands through his sweaty hair, down his smooth tanned back being careful not to rub too hard on the red welts. I noticed that as planned these were already fading, but when I fondled his erection he winced with it's now swollen soreness!

"Can you make me cum now please Sir, I have been ready for ages!"

"Well you could finally prove your willingness and bravery by making yourself cum while under punishment boy. I am going to give you a taste of clothes pegs on your nipples and around your genitals and I think this may make a randy little boy like you climax pretty fast!"

Sure enough as I knelt in front of my prize boy, and looked up lovingly at his beautiful body I started with a clip on the loose skin of his ball sack, and with a shout of pure glee he came in spurts of thin boy cum shooting spurt after spurt before hanging limply from his bonds.

I took him down then, tired and sore, and picking him up in my arms carried him through to the sofa where I laid him down and went to get a can of nice cold coke from the kitchen as a reward! When I returned he had put on the yellow pouch again and I laughed gently at him.

"Embarrassed are we then boy!"

"No Sir, it just feels sexy in this and I know you will tie my hands behind me again in a minute. Oh Sir, please sir, have you got any more videos for us to watch!"

I put on a pair of thin cotton shorts, and went to my video collection while Pepe drank his coke. The sight of this fabulous willing boy waiting for me to tie him again was making me as randy as hell but then I knew that it would not be long before I would feel those soft red lips around me again. I selected a video showing what I planned for our next session, put it in the machine and pressed the start button. Pepe held his hands behind him inviting me to tie him again and I bound his wrists firmly before we sat down together with him lying back and pressed firmly against me. As the video ran, I started to look forward to the next meeting of this fabulous willing young boy.

Chapter Six

Then it was back to school on my bike, wishing I could share my experience with some of my friends but much too worried by what might happen if I did so. Before I left Sir he had arranged for me to go and see him once in next mid week for a quick, so called extra tuition afternoon session and then, later in the week and much more exciting, join him for a camping trip. He had managed to arrange this with my Mum as it was half term and she was only too glad to get rid of me and be free for her work. She was certainly not going to ask any questions! I had a sort of idea that Mum knew that something was going on and was not too worried. It was just me growing up after all, and she had had her fling in the past!

The week dragged by and every night, as I lay naked in the dormitory with my twelve other boy mates, I would wank myself to sleep, dreaming of that incredible feeling as I was being tied up, and then whipped, but most of all being admired by a man who I sort of worshiped and who so obviously enjoyed watching me even if he tormented me at the same time! I determined then to make sure that I would always please him, so that he would want to carry on and do these exciting things over and over again!

That afternoon session was fun. He first made me strip as usual to my thong, then tied my hands in front of me before making me put them behind my head so he could take a loop of the spare cord around my neck. This left my whole body beautifully exposed for him to stroke and when he had also tightly tied my ankles he laid me on the couch and simply seemed to enjoy looking at me and talking as he fondled and stroked my whole body and needless to say, particularly my erection. He undid the tie cord of my thong and off it came, and as he gently rubbed with his finger and thumb up and down my rigid member I very quickly climaxed, before he leant over to kiss my face, my eyes, and then gently on my lips. I was in heaven as I simply lay back naked and tied on the couch knowing that he was enjoying my body and I could also see that he was really enjoying having me helplessly tied and under his control.

"Are you going to whip me now, Sir?!"

"No boy, you must wait till the weekend and then I am going to whip you rather harder than last time. You seem somehow to enjoy taking punishment from me, so you should enjoy the whip I am going to use at the weekend!"

"I will always enjoy suffering for you Sir, because I know that you enjoy whipping me and punishing me so I will always submit to anything you want. I am sort of looking forward to my whipping at the weekend although I'm always a bit nervous!" After this little chat he stripped himself naked like me, and then, sitting beside me, he lifted me up and hugged me to him so that our rampant erections could rub against each other, his all big hard and hairy, against my very rigid, hard and smooth boyhood, and then without me even touching him he climaxed shooting jet after jet of cum over my willing and wriggling lithe boys body.

Now, he told me, I would have to wait until the weekend when he promised me that we would be doing some pretty hard punishments at a little hunting lodge that he had access too, way out in the wildest part of the woods up in the hills. Just him and me and free together for a week!

So it was that at the end of the week I rode my bike down to his cottage on Friday evening, and he welcomed me in his usual manner with a friendly hand behind my head and a gentle hair ruffling, followed by a lingering pat on the bottom and a quick wipe of his hand across the front of my shorts to feel my usual excited erection!

"Are you going to tell me what we are going to do at this lodge you mention Sir?"

"Well Pepe, you are my chosen slaveboy, but you will have to wait to see what I have in store for you. The one thing I can tell you to think about is that you will be kept captive, so will be tied up most of the time, and certainly all night so that you will be in the mood for our games by the morning!"

"Oh Wow Master, wow! I have always dreamt of being tied all the time and kept captive, now it is going to happen!"

We duly arrived at the lodge which was an old log cabin set all on it's own deep in the woods. It had a high fence and hedge all around it, and after he had unlocked a gate to let the car in, and after parking it around the back of the lodge he re-locked the gate. The plot seemed at least a couple of hectares in size, and had several mature trees in the rough grass. I noticed immediately that one of the trees had a rope hanging from an overhead branch and my ever ready boyhood twitched at the thought of standing under it, being tied and then maybe whipped. Once inside the lodge, with all our bags, he locked the door so that we could be secure knowing that we would not get intruders and could play our games without any worries!

"Right Pepe, first thing for you to do is strip down to that thong I gave you and that we both enjoy. Now, look sharp boy, and then come to me and I will show you the cuffs you will soon be wearing so I can restrain you quickly and comfortably when I need to! "

"Yes Sir!" And this took no second bidding as I stripped quickly down to that little silk thong I already had on under my shorts. I particularly enjoyed the feel of the thin nylon cord running under my butt crack, and the silky restrictiveness of the little pouch as my almost permanently erect cock thrust it out!

"You look wonderful, boy. Simply wonderful and I can hardly wait for tomorrow to see you strung up and ready to accept the punishments I have in mind for you!"

"Can we start now then Sir, please Sir, please! I really want you to start now!"

"No way boy. Look, we have all this week of half term to use and after supper tonight you will be restrained hand and foot on my bed. As I told you from now on this week you will be wearing ankle and wrist cuffs to keep you properly under control, and I also have a fabulous studded leather collar for you, with rings to attach your wrists to. I think it will make you look absolutely stunning, plus another little strap and ring device I think you will like!"

"Will you be in the same bed with me Sir?"

"Oh yes boy. And with your hands and legs tied like I plan you will be lying naked, stretched out, and available for my pleasure all night long. You will be able to turn over and wriggle a bit, but unable to stop me fondling and enjoying your body! You just wait till you see the bed. It is wide, with black silk sheets and metal rails top and bottom to tie restraints to however I wish!"

"But Sir, does that mean you are going to, well you know, penetrate me, sort of really abuse me, I mean sexually abuse me Sir?"

"No boy, maybe in time you may want me to, but I do not want or believe in that particular scene. For me all I want is my young slaveboy's soft hands pleasuring me, and sometimes his lips. I want to enjoy seeing you accepting punishment. I want to enjoy seeing you tied, feeling and fondling you while you do the same for me. Later in the week I will also probably ask you to whip me. Does that sound strange to you boy?"

"No Sir, of course it doesn't. I like to submit to being whipped by you and so why shouldn't you want to be whipped by me? But will you really let me whip you Sir, 'cos I have never done anything like that before!"

"Look Pepe, I have often been whipped by my men friends, but never by a beautiful young boy like yourself and that fills me with real lusting excitement! Through the pain of the whip I will be able to watch a beautiful boy! The whip I will give you to use on me will be a single tailed plaited bull whip Pepe, and that, I can assure you really hurts. I kid myself that I submit to being whipped as a self made punishment for encouraging boys like you!"

"Will you use that same whip on me Sir?"

"No way boy, it is too fierce for you and may cut or mark you and that I would never allow!"

"Anyway, come on Pepe, it is time to show you the bed, make us some supper, and settle down for the night. Tomorrow, we will start the day by swimming in the lake at the end of the plot before we start a bit of discipline training later in the day!"

Chapter Seven

But at last, after supper he told me to come with him to what he called his punishment room. Having unlocked the door he ushered me inside and looking around I could see we were in a room that looked very like the dungeon I always had in my imagination with a whole variety of whips, chains and straps hanging from the walls. I was naturally excited because I wanted him to start with some of the punishments he had more or less promised and which I craved!

"Come here then boy. You obviously feel the need for a taste of my whip so I will give it to you now, before I take you up to bed! I was going to wait until morning but if you are keen and brave enough to go ahead now, then for sure, so am I!"

"Yes Sir, I know I am silly but I want you to whip me harder every day this week so as I can prove to you how tough I am. I know you enjoy whipping me because I have seen the way you look at me, so can you start now. Please sir, please, pleeese!"

"One new game for you this time boy, I will whip you until you get that erection of yours under control. As long as it is hard, the whipping will go. It will be up to you to get it soft when you have had enough! Do you understand that?"

I held my wrists out to him and he looked at me with a grin. "Alright boy, you have asked for it so let's get on with it!" He reached up to a hook on the wall and took down a coil of thick rough hemp rope. As I stood passive and obedient in front of him he soon trussed my wrists tightly, before cinching them and knotting off the rope.

"You want to be punished boy, well that rough cord on those little wrists of yours pulled nice and tight is the first step, no time for fancy cuffs till tomorrow boy, come over here, and look sharp about it then!"

He held me by my bound wrists which he tied to a hanging overhead length of rope before pulling them up tightly above my head into the position I found so erotic and exciting, my body, naked but for my little thong, stretched unprotected in front of him so I had no way of avoiding the whip! But this was what really made me excited despite being a bit nervous!

"Tighter Sir, please pull me up tighter so I cannot wriggle too much. I want to suffer for you sir, honestly, I do!"

"Well you certainly are askingd for it Pepe so here goes!" And he pulled my hands up tightly so that only my tippy toes were on the ground. Crossing again to the wall he unhooked a light multi tailed lash and came to stand to one side of me. My legs were still free to kick so that I could turn my whole body under the rope, but I was stretched right up and completely vulnerable to what was about to happen, and for which I had pleaded with him! For some moments he ran his hands down my body, down my back savouring the smoothness, lingering over my nipples which he fondled and tweaked, and then down to the straining pouch of my thong! His hand went to the tie cord on my hip, and as he undid it he pulled the thong away from my straining erection which standing straight up was almost touching my tummy!

"Brace yourself my young slave, here comes the first lash! And one last important thing, you may writhe around as much as you like, but if you make a noise, I will gag you!" and he showed me a leather ball gag device he had ready in case of need.

"Ahhh, ahh. Oh Sir, oh wow, but Sir, you can go harder than that if you want!"

"Another outburst like that boy and I will need to gag you. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir, sorry. I will take it better from now on!"

"Stand by for more then boy, I reckon twenty like that should do for tonight and then tomorrow you will be ready for a lot more."

After the twenty I was writhing in an agony although to be fair he had not done much more than make a general redness with a few red stripes showing here and there. The sorest part was where I had twisted and turned under the rope so he had landed a few on my tender young tummy area!

"I see that ever ready boyhood of yours is drooping now boy, so is that enough for you tonight boy?"

"Thank you Sir, thank you. Yes, but I promise I will be ready for more tomorrow!"

"You are an amazing boy Pepe. Strong, willing, and a wonderful slaveboy. Not only that but you are here with me for a week. So now I will take you up to bed where you will be tied as I described earlier on, available for my pleasure all night. Come, now!" And he released the overhead rope and started to undo the hemp rope around my wrists.

"Can you leave my hands tied like that Sir, with that rough rope, because it will feel good in the night especially if you use the same on my ankles when you get me on the bed!"

" You really want me to hurt you don't you boy?"

"Yes Sir, yes I want to suffer for you so that you enjoy it!"

He led me upstairs then to the large bed with its black silk sheet and I obediently lay down in the centre with my arms over my head as instructed. He quickly tied my bound wrists by a length of rope to the headrail.

"I will be back in a moment boy, I have to go and get some more of that rough rope for your ankles as you obviously like it rough!"

When he had returned and tied my ankles he had me stretched out, naked, in the centre of the very large bed. I had enough slack so that he could make me turn onto my tummy or back while remaining stretched out for his pleasure. He stood then, beside the bed and stripped off his shorts to climb up beside me.

Soon we were spooned together, his arms around my slender thirteen year old excited body, one of his hands caressing my chest, tummy and nipples, the other smoothing over my legs, and then gently working my pounding erection! His own burgeoning manhood was thrust between my legs. As he had promised me, he made no attempt at entry, but gently worked himself between my smooth inner thighs. Both he and I were in bliss!

Chapter Eight

"Are you ready boy? I think you deserve a proper whipping today and I am looking forward to doing it! By the feel of you I don't think you can wait much longer for it either!"

"Yes sir, oh yes please sir. If that is what you want, then please do it to me. I am your slave boy to be punished how you like! You promised to make it harder each day, and I am ready, honestly I am!"

Master rose from the bed, still naked, his tanned skin shiny from a night of cuddling and sex and with the day already warming up. I noticed that he was already getting hard again as he leant over me to untie my wrist rope to the headrail, and then the ankle rope. Then, still with my wrists and ankles tied, he picked me up to lie in his arms, and carried me out of the bedroom, and down to his punishment room as he called it. Once inside he sat me on a settee while he busied himself getting ready for what he intended to do. The time on the wall clock was 6.30am I noticed as I sat there, aroused again, and tied helplessly which of course I was enjoying, if somewhat nervous!

He arranged a rope in the centre of the room to hang ready, and then came over to me. He was still naked, now fully aroused and I could admire the muscular physique of my master which I hoped one day I might grow into. He untied my ankles and made me walk across to stand under the rope which he attached to my wrist bonds before pulling them up above my head, the position I found so erotic!

"Master, you can go tighter on my arms, I can be stretched tighter than you have it now!"

"Oh no my little slave boy. This time is going to be different, plenty of slack for you to writhe around and struggle. Now we will see how strong you are and how much pain you can take before you cry out for mercy!"

He left me like that. Naked, wrists tied and held just above my head, but with enough slack that I could move around beneath the rope. I was not sure that I liked this idea rather than being stretched up totally helpless, but I could see he was really turned on as he went to the wall and selected a whip. What I saw him choose slightly frightened me because I had only ever been whipped with floggers and he had picked a bull whip which I had noticed hanging there on each of my visits to this room. It was a long plaited single tail whip that at its tail end had several little frayed cords, one or two of which were knotted!

He came to stand beside me, ruffling my hair which he always seemed to enjoy, and then running his hands down my already sweating torso. He fondled my hard boyhood which was straining and jumping in anticipation of what was to come!

"I have left you room to struggle boy, and your legs will remain untied. If you are courageous you will stand still and take your whipping. If you struggle I will enjoy it more but I can tell you one thing, you cannot get away from the whip and at the end of your punishment you will be hanging from your wrists with your legs bent, nearly on your knees! That though will be the end of punishment for today!"

"I am your slave master, whip me sir, I am here to give you pleasure and hope you will enjoy it!"

I stood there, hands still just above my head and still with the rough rope from the night before binding my wrists, and watched as sir flexed the whip and took a couple of trial swishes through the air which made a fearful sound. Then, with searing pain harder than anything he had done to me before, the whip landed across my young tanned shoulders which had never felt anything other than a flogger before. I could not help it, I screamed out loud, and sir stopped and came close to me.

"Do you want me to stop boy? I will stop if you want because this is a cruel whip and maybe too much for a boy your age?"

"Whip me sir, please just whip me. When I cannot stand up before you and hang from my wrists, maybe then you will want to stop but I am ready for you!"

"So be it, but I think maybe a gag would be a good idea after that scream!"

He went to the hooks on the wall and picked up a red ball gag and before I could say anything it was stuffed in my mouth and strapped firmly behind my head. All I could do was emit a muffled mmmmfff!

"You look absolutely stunning boy, I love your willing acceptance of punishment. Now it is time to see how much you can stand!" The whip fell again, wrapping around my slender young body to bite viciously into my ribs on the opposite side. Again, and again until I was simply writhing and staggering under the slack overhead rope, then heaving at my bound wrists while screaming ineffectively into the gag. Finally, long after I had lost count, I collapsed to hang limp from my wrists, with my legs bent under me.

"Boy, you were superb, you are a wonderful strong brave boy. No wonder I love you so dearly. Now I will release you and put balm on that striped back of yours and we will relax in the warm and have our morning drink. Today, is a day off for both of us, just to enjoy each other's company. A day of swimming and sunning while you prepare yourself for tonight when you will again be in bondage. I have a few new ideas and toys to introduce to you!" He eased the gag's strap and let me spit out the ball.

"I am glad you are pleased with me sir, it is really painful, but if I pleased you, then I know that I must learn to enjoy the experience. I will always love you sir, and want to serve you properly!"

"And I love you too boy, with all my heart. Enough of that, let's get some soothing balm on that back of yours, and especially those ribs where the tail has left vicious little welts we will have to watch."

We passed the day as I had planned, and I was able to admire the beautiful boy beside me, albeit with a rather striped back and sore ribs, but I knew I had been careful enough and that by the end of this wonderful week with Pepe his body would not show the punishments he had undergone. By evening both he and I were getting randy again, and when after supper I suggested that it was time to go to the bedroom he was quick to comply. In short time I had him spread eagled on the bed, a change from my usual method for him and he seemed keen on the idea!

"What are you going to do to me tonight sir? Am I going to get punished properly again?"

"I think you are going to get rather a surprise Pepe. Look at what I have here!"

I pulled open a drawer a took out the two little steel nipple clips, connected by a short length of thin gold coloured chain, and as he was looking at them I produced what I was looking forward to fitting on him, a beautiful little stainless steel cage of a chastity device that had been made for boys his size at a specialist agent that I knew of. Around the whole of his genitals a hinged steel ring was passed to fasten tightly with a tiny padlock where a lug was placed to attach the cage. The cage itself was curved slightly downwards, and inside were small studs so that when he was trying not to to get aroused it would give him quite a bit of painful extra sexual feelings

First though, the only way to get it on to his rigid little member was to bring him quickly to orgasm. Then I passed the inner ring around his hairless genitals and pulled it tight to the catch at the top, then quickly as he was already threatening to harden up, I slipped his penis into it's new little cage. I locked it in place with a small padlock and my boy had his first chastity device on. He wriggled and giggled up at me!

"Wow sir, what next?" I picked up the nipple clamps and rubbed his nipples into a firm aroused state before putting them on and tightening up. The little chain lay across his chest and I gave it a gentle tweak, getting a squark of pain from the boy.

"You can make it tighter sir, I can only just feel it now!" I screwed the little clamps tighter until he gasped and told me he could stand that all night, and finally I decided we were ready for the night. I realised that I would have to work my own erection tonight with the boy spread-eagled I would be unable to push and work between his legs, or maybe in the morning I could lie on top of him. First I would see how he faired in the night first!

Tomorrow Pepe will stay in his chastity device, and as his excitement mounts during the day I will prepare him for his next ordeal. A game that I had played before with a whip and nettles.

Chapter Nine

"I am your slave to do what you like to sir, if you enjoy doing it, then I will be strong and accept it willingly!"

"Good boy Pepe! I want you to be strong and carry yourself well when I deal with you in the morning, because the session will last quite a long time and be very painful, but we both know the rules and you will not be badly marked. By evening it will all be over and maybe if you have been good we will stay in the cabin and watch videos and I might even be gentle with you before tying you down for the night!"

I went into the store shed alongside the cabin and selected a length of thin stainless steel tube about 2.5 cm [1 inch] in diameter and some 3 meters [10 feet] long. I carried this out to place under the tree in the grounds, and pushing one end into a small hole in the ground I had already made earlier, tied the top end to an overhanging branch with thin cord, so that I now had a rigid steel pole ready to tie my boy to! Touching it, and laid across behind the pole where the boy would stand I laid a one meter [3½ ft.] long spreader bar complete with the leather straps at the end for, in this case, his ankles!

I had in mind a variation on the nettle torture that Pepe had endured bravely a week or so back, but this time it would last longer and get more cruel as it went on! In fact this was a torture that I had used in the past with great success and actually submitted to myself several times so I knew the effect, the pain, and excitement it could cause!

Well satisfied with my plans for the next day, I returned to the bedroom where my boy was spread so helplessly and seductively for my pleasure. He was covered in a thin sheen of perspiration and any time he tried to move his spread eagled body the nipple clamps tweaked him with the little gold chain between lying across the central indentation of his chest in a small pool of sweat. His cock of course, enclosed as it was in the metal cage could be seen pressing hard against every small opening in the mesh. He stirred and groaned and I bent over and kissed him on the forehead, pushing his damp hair aside.

"I love you boy, you must be strong for me!" Up to this point I had been wearing just a pair of old black cotton shorts, but now, as he turned his head to look at me, I stripped naked so he could see my straining erection. So now, naked, I climbed up to lie beside him and run my hands gently and lovingly all over his suffering young body, feeling his tense muscles from his limbs I had pulled out tightly.

"Sir, it is hurting me a lot, I can't stop my cock getting hard and it is jambed in the cage so tight that it is painful and throbbing and these nipple clamps are making me really sore!"

"Think carefully before you answer this question boy! Why are you here with me?"

"I am your slave sir, to do whatever you want, but sir, please sir, it really is hurting a lot now!"

"Be brave slave, tomorrow I have a lot more pain in store for you so for tonight, lie there and imagine how much it is going to please me, and what it might be going to do to you, and especially realise that your master enjoys the brave way you take your punishments so far! He does not expect to have you moaning at him. In fact if you moan anymore I may have to use the bull whip again tomorrow as well as what I have in mind for you!!"

"I am sorry sir, I will try and sleep now!" with a slight wimper he lay back in his spread eagled position and shut his eyes, but I did see a tear escape from the corner of one eye!

In the morning it was obvious that Pepe was in some distress and in fact had been crying off and on in the night so I released him and told him to shower and present himself for breakfast before his ordeal was to start. He looked so cute with his chastity cage in place and his smooth tanned skin shiny with sweat but before he went to the shower I took the nipple clamps off him which made him really shudder and cry out as the returning circulation kicked in and he learnt the hard way that removing nipple clamps was even more painful than when they were in place! The cage over his boyhood remained in place though and would do so until I was ready to inflict todays punishment. For myself, I simply put on a soft leather thong which I always enjoyed wearing, and which emphasised my swollen erection rather better than simply letting it jump around naked!

Pepe emerged from the shower and came to the kitchen to join me and I called him over to give him a hug and enjoy running my hands down his delectable smooth back to his pert soft little butt, running my finger deep down into his bum crack. How delicious and how wonderful for me that this beautiful young boy was willing to submit to me and be painfully tortured, and be pleased to do so because he knew it pleased me! How lucky I had become! After we had eaten it was time for me to get him in the mood!

"Go to the shed Pepe, and bring the selection of ropes in a bag you will find inside the door, and also, bring the small multi tailed flogger you have already been introduced to because that is going to be needed again!"

"Yes sir, where do you want me to take it?"

"Outside boy, under the main tree where you will see I have put a steel pipe ready for you!"

Obediently he trotted off and I watched the naked backview of my beautiful thirteen year old slave with great pleasure. Watching out or the window I saw him emerge with the bag of rope and the whip and go to the tree where he stood and looked at the steel pipe, bending over to look at the spreader bar, and then trotting back over to me.

"Are you ready for us to make a start on maybe your final test of this short holiday Pepe?"

"Yes sir, You can do whatever you like to me. I am ready to take it to please you!"

I guided him over to the tree, my hand on his tousled hair, and ordered him to stand, legs wide apart, facing the cabin and then, bending down, I strapped each of his slender ankles to the spreader bar.

"Hands above your head boy, and behind the pipe" and as he did so I tied them together firmly and cinched them tight so that the effect was to slightly bow his body forward, with the pipe running down the crack in his butt. Running my hands down his chest to his flat taught tummy and now prominent ribs, I could feel the tension of the position as he struggled to get some relief from the awkward position.

"I want you to watch me getting ready for your torture boy!" and I pulled on some rubber gloves and went over to the edge of the plot and started gathering long stems of stinging nettles. When I had a good pile I took them back to put down in front of him, where, taking my time, I made up several long bunches, tying five or six stems in each with thin cord around the base while he watched. Soon all was nearly ready but there was one item I had to go back to the cabin for. It was a stiff leather pouch not large, but sufficient to cover a boys genitals and with a cord that led between his legs to hook onto the waist cord to keep his already very sore erection and balls safe from the whip.

"Time to get this little cage off you boy, and let out that randy bit of boyhood and see if we can stop him being so excited!" I undid the little padlock and gently pulled the cage which came away without too much fuss as his erection had in fact been held in check by the pain of the little studs inside the cage. Now free it sprang up, jerking and twitching with its purple head breaking out from the enclosing foreskin. Finally in all the excitement it was in fact nearly touching that delectable smooth flat young tummy of his, and I gave both the erection and his tummy a gentle rub making my own erection twitch and throb with the feel of it.

"This is the game then slave boy. I am going to torture your randy little organ with nettles until you can make it soft! If you cannot go soft you may call for the whip with which I will give you ten strokes each time you ask, over your genitals which I will first protect with this little thong pouch. After ten lashes the pouch will be removed and if you are still not soft I will start on nettles again, rubbing them all over your cock, especially that swollen purple head, and under your balls, I will continue until you go soft or ask again for the whip. Are you ready boy and do you understand the punishment!?"

"Yes Sir, please start, I am ready to serve you! I will really try and make myself soft for you, but it will be difficult as it is so hard now and this is exciting it even more!"

"You had better try hard to do that boy, because we have all day to play!"

I peeled off my thong then to be naked with the boy, and picked up the first bunch of nettles in my gloved hand while he waited passive and quiet, watching me. His body strained so beautifully for the punishment, his midriff arched forward with his rigid boyhood projecting from his hairless groin. I stood close to him and wiped the nettles across his erection which made him give a startled cry.

"Quiet boy, I will gag you if you make too much noise, and then it will be difficult for you to signal for the whippings!"

"Sorry sir, but it hurts so! Ow, oooohow!" I continued torturing his erection for about three minutes until he cried out, "whip me now sir, please sir!"

"Ah my boy, but what is this wicked looking hard rod doing. I told you that to make me stop you had to get rid of that erection!"

"I know sir, but it won't go down, go on sir, whip me sir, please whip me!"

I carefully tied the little pouch around his waist, enjoying pulling the cord under his splayed legs to hook in onto the waist cord in the small of his back, where the steel post was lodged firmly in his butt crack.

"Stand by slave, ten lashes coming up now!" As much as he was able, stressed for his punishment on the steel pole, he squirmed delightfully as I lashed him right across the pouch to make little red wheals on his soft upper legs and torso and with some tails wrapping around to his buttocks. Then slowly I removed the pouch and out sprung his erection, very red and sore now, but still rigid and standing proud!

"You are still showing me a disobedient erection slave. Why is it still stiff?"

"I don't know sir, I can't help it sir!"

"In that case you will have to be dealt with again, and again until such time as you can manage to make it behave. First the nettles, then the whip. Let us try again boy!"

After three minutes of nettles in which he gave short squeaks and cries which I found most erotic, he called out for me to whip him again. I again took great pleasure with the little ceremony of fastening the pouch over his now even more red and swollen erection! Again, ten lashes which I enjoyed delivering as he squirmed against the pole. Then, I gently removed the pouch and still he was fully and throbbingly erect!

"You are still stiff boy, why are you still stiff? You know you are not allowed to be stiff for this punishment!"

"Please sir, it is just sort of exciting, I mean, tied up like this, naked and giving you pleasure, and well, just everything we are doing!"

"So my little slave boy likes being punished does he! Well that is good because I enjoy punishing him! We will have to go on until you can control yourself, so prepare for more nettles!! You made quite a bit of noise last session, shall I gag you boy?"

"No sir, please no to the gag as well as the whipping and nettles, I will try and take it quietly for you!"

I looked at the boy, staining backwards and ready on the pole. The whole of his chest and tummy were now running with little streams of sweat as it was a hot sunny day as well for the punishments. His mop of hair was dark with sweat and it trickled down his delightful boyish cherubic face as he threw his head from side to side with the pain. I continued the punishment to the little muted cries of the boy, the swish of the nettles and then his cry for the whip!

"Whip me sir, whip me now, please now!" I was amazed to see that not only was he still erect but that judging by the twitching and stiffening of all his muscles he looked about to climax. I did not want that of course because then he would go soft and it would all be over so I quickly picked up the whip and before spending time fixing the pouch in place I gave him several hard lashes across his tummy, well clear of his excited sore boyhood. Then as it seemed to stop the imminent ejaculation I again enjoyed fixing the little pouch before laying on ten really hard strokes to add many more red stripes to his already well decorated thighs, buttocks and tummy. Again I removed the pouch and there again was his rigid erection, now swollen and distorted by the nettle stings but still jerking and excited!

"Well my little slave, so you still want more do you. You certainly are proving a good obedient slave willing to give your master pleasure!"

"Yes sir, but I think this will be the last time, you see sir. Do your worst now with the nettles and I think I can make it go soft for you!" I picked up yet another bunch of fresh nettles to gently wipe and thrash them against that little rod of his, and after two minutes of this he gave a high pitched animal cry, slightly different to the muted moaning he had been making, and straining back against the pole and heaving at his wrist bonds he suddenly started to hang limply from his!

"Please sir, I think I have made it go soft now sir, but if you want to whip me first I will prove it to you!" I stopped the nettles and realised that he had cum and was rapidly going soft as small dribbles of thin boy cum dripped from his softening penis! Quickly I got it enclosed in the little leather pouch, fixed the under crotch cord and stood back to pick up the whip. I laid on ten hard strokes while the boy stayed absolutely quiet, taking each lash with a small gasp until the ten had been applied.

"Well done my little slave boy, well done indeed!" And when I removed the pouch his little penis was hanging, red, swollen, but limp, if slightly sticky with cum. I leant over his sweating body, took his head with my hands on each side of it, and kissed him gently on the mouth and immediately his tongue and mine were exploring each other.

I released him then, and picking his tired young body up in my arms I carried him into the cabin to the shower room, where he gradually perked up to his usual self as we stood under the warm water together. When we finished a long and welcome shower, I first very gently rubbed anthisan ointment over his red swollen penis before giving him his favourite little yellow silk pouch to wear and put on my own black leather thong before going to the kitchen for a well earned cool drink and to sit on the comfortable soft seating to relax.

"What did you think of that Pepe?" I asked him gently, ruffling his drying hair.

"Wow sir, oh wow. I will never forget that all my life whatever happens to me when I grow up. Sir, maybe I will find a boy slave who I can do that to! And maybe I will get him to do it to me as well to remind me!!" And he gave me a beaming grin before immersing his face in his fizzing cold mug of coke.

Chapter Ten

"On your tummy boy, I want to do that back of yours again!"

"Can you still see the stripes sir, cos I will be back at school the day after tomorrow and we are always made to take a shower after sports, and the games master always comes to watch us. He says it is to make sure we don't fool about but I think he just likes looking at all us boys naked!"

"Of course he does Pepe, you know very well that at your age you are all attractive to us men who like boys, but surely you sometimes get erections with him there?"

"Well sir, I must admit some of us do, and when I did one time I made sure he could see it! It gave me a sort of thrill to realise that he wanted me!"

"I think you deserve to be punished one last time before you go back, and I have an idea as to how I can deal with you properly tomorrow and make sure no one will see the marks because they will last over to sports sessions showers."

I had already worked out a system where I would arrange for Pepe to come to my cottage again for extra tuition in what I claimed was his bad subject, history, so that he would be excused sports. I think that the games master knew very well what was going on between the Pepe and me, but I also knew that he was seeing two of the boys himself, because one of them was Zac who had been with me and Pepe not too long ago! I carefully let him know that I knew! He quickly agreed to let Pepe come to me instead of sports, and only muttered, "you lucky guy!" when we had arranged it! I explained this to Pepe and told him that it would mean that I was going to give him one more punishment session tomorrow. I would also then see him during the week following.

"Tell me boy, of all the things I have done to you, the crucifying, the nettles and whipping, and being in bondage all night, chastity cages, nipple clamps, what is it that most excites you, tell me now!"

"The best for me sir, is when you are actually preparing me for a whipping, when you put the cuffs on me, make me wear that little yellow thong, and all the time as you make me helpless I know that you are going to whip me and I cannot stop you sir! I get so excited and hard as it is going on! And also I like it when you get naked to do it, and I can see how big and strong you are and I know that I am your slave and you enjoy whipping me! And sir, afterwards I like it when you have let me suck your cock!"

"Oh boy, oh my wonderful boy, that is so brilliant. Tomorrow I am going to string you up properly, cuffs on ankles and wrists, arms above head, legs with a spreader bar, and wearing the thong you enjoy. Then after I have taken plenty of pictures of you, I will strip the thong away and get the flogger. I think also that I will gag you to stop any chatter and noise from you, but I promise that I will be careful of you as well!"

"I am looking forward to it in a weird sort of way sir, especially as I know it pleases you!"

I stood back and looked at my beautiful smooth compliant young boy with his hairless body, clad only in the little thong that I had chosen for him. Here he was, clad as we discussed all this together, in this tiny thong, it's yellow silky folds tented out with his hard boyish erection and twitching as I watched. My own excited erection throbbed fit to burst as I sat down beside him. I opened my legs wide for him and ordered him to kneel in front of me.

"Unbuckle my leather thong boy, and let me feel your lips on my cock!" He rose from the seating, and turned to kneel in front of me as I had commanded him. Soon he had me naked, by rigid manhood standing proud in front of his soft cherubic face, and his rosy lips parted to show gleaming white teeth. He leant forward and I put both my hands on his head, holding his unruly mop of hair so he could not draw back.

"Slowly boy, slowly, this is fantastic!" and I steadied his head as he worked his lips over me, his hair now brushing on my tummy as he worked up and down, until finally he was accepting nearly the whole length of me while his soft young hands rose to play with my balls. I could no longer wait and started unloading copious quantities of cum into his willing young mouth as he valiantly swallowed time and time again!

"Oh wow boy, oh wow, and my little slave is submitting to being whipped again tomorrow before I take him back to school, and also he is to come and see me during sports period next week as well!"

We spent the rest of the day lazing in the sun, swimming at the end of the plot in the lake, and then after a day of relaxation and eating and drinking soft drinks it was time to take him up for his last night of bondage! He was so willing that he led the way and stood impatiently beside the bed where the corner ropes were already in place!

"Tonight boy, you will be how I like you best. Hands together and to the head of the bed, and ankles to the base. I can hold your naked body as I wish, I can turn you any way I want, and work my cock between those soft smooth legs of yours until I cum again and again."

"Tie me now sir, please nice and tight!" and he jumped up on the bed and stretched out for me to bind him. What a sight, he was so lithe, so slim and soft and compliant and ready for me to do whatever I liked to him!

The night was my best with him yet. He was still slightly sore and wriggled delightfully as I fondled him and he pressed his body back against mine. I could put my hands around his slender body and feel his excitement as he worked his butt against my tummy. So smooth, so firm and so delightful!

But morning came at last and I released him for his shower which we enjoyed together washing away the sticky residues of our nights efforts.

"When are you going to give me my final whipping sir, you did promise me sir, you are going to do it arn't you?"

"Oh yes indeed, and as soon as we have got a bit of breakfast inside us you are going to be under that tree again, and my favourite flogger will soon make you squirm boy!"

Breakfast was taken with both of us naked but for our thongs and certainly Pepe could not hide his excitement to get out under the tree!

"Come on boy, time for your whipping!" and I guided him with my hand behind his head out of the door and to the tree with the ropes and cuffs ready waiting." It excited me so much to see the willingness as he held out his wrists to accept the cuffs, then stood, legs apart while I knelt to strap on the ankle cuffs. I hauled his arms tightly above his head as I had promised and then fitted the spreader bar between his ankles so that his toes were only just brushing the grass.

"Are you ready boy!" And I stood back and marvelled at the beauty of it as he stood braced and awaiting a whipping that he seemed so keen to accept! I reached forward and undid the little tie cord of his thong and pulled it away from his straining smooth and hard young penis as it stood nearly vertically from his groin. I ran my hands again lovingly down his whole body as he quivered under my touch and finally, I kissed him on the lips and he reacted wonderfully so our tongues met and worked together. I stood back and reached for the flogger but first, unclipped my leather thong to let it drop away while he watched in anticipation!

As usual I enjoyed the power over the boy who stood so meekly and expectant waiting for me to whip him. My first stroke was across his shoulders and he flinched and gave a little gasp of surprise and pain! I laid another stroke, and again, working down his now sweating and beautiful tanned smooth back until I got to the whiter area of his butt, and all this time he took it like the wonderful little masochist that he was. He seemed to accept the pain, enjoying it, and his erection remaining ramrod straight and hard as iron. I brushed my hand over it then, and he gasped again and with a cry of anguish and pleasure, he climaxed in spurts of boyish clear boy cum, continuing until he was spent and his penis drooped to lie slack over his testicles!

"Oh wow sir, oh wow. That was the best I have ever felt sir. Can we wait a while until I am ready again!?"

"My God you are brave boy, to want it after that orgasm, but if you think you can take it, then I will certainly whip you again boy! First I will go and get you a drink of water or coke if you would rather, which should make you sweat a bit and I like to see that! I will leave you tied up and ready for the next session! I held a glass of water to his lips and he drank it all down while I looked down and revelled in his naked body, now red and striped, and realised that I would have to go easy on him now if it was not to notice tomorrow!

"Are you ready slave?"

"Yes sir, look at me now!" And sure enough he had got hard again already. Standing under the tree, tied so delectably, naked, willing and excited this wonderful boy simply wanted more! So I gave him a rather more gentle lashing until, to my wonder he suddenly cried out, went stiff in his bonds and did another tiny spurt of cum!

"You are fantastic boy, a wonderful slave, and I would love to keep you in my house forever, but we know that is impossible! Just how impossible I would find out on return to the school and my cottage!

What a week to look back on but if I had known what was about to happen on return to the school it would have been very bitter sweet! When I left Pepe at the school buildings and returned to my cottage there were two letters waiting on the mat. One in flowery writing that I did not recognise and the other clearly officially from the school. I opened it with some trepidation!

Dear Sir,

Very many thanks for looking after my boy during the break when I could not have him with me. I know he enjoys being with you a lot so I am grateful.

I have to tell you that out of the blue I have been offered a wonderful job at a school but at the other end of the country, with accommodation for me and Pepe. They want me to move at once, so I am travelling at the end of next week.

I have already contacted the school to arrange for Pepe to leave and he will join my new posting.

Again, very many thanks for the pleasure that you have given my boy who has always admired you and spoken well of you,

Sincerely, Anna Manero.

Dear Sir,

You will have heard form Anna Manero that she and her boy are leaving immediately to take up a post in the far north of the country.

She wishes to thank you for looking after the boy and being such a help to him and we should add our thanks.

We will miss the boy, as I am sure you will, but we have a hundred others to look after!

Regards,

Headmaster.

That really ends the tale of Pepe and his start as a slaveboy. It was after all his story and for me, well, I am shall look around for another boy. Remember Zac, well he is still here. Not the same league as Pepe but there will be others.

So good luck to young Pepe, and all boys like him. It is simply a chapter in my life to look back on and feel grateful for enjoying.

Pepe Manero.

The End