The Interview
The house looked like any other in the street, and the street like any street in the country. But as I sat in the car contemplating my next step I knew that if I knocked on the door nothing would be the same again.
I had arrived at this point after several weeks of correspondence, apparently to test my commitment and ensure that I was truly prepared for what lay ahead. The journey had begun on an internet site, a picture of a stunning dark haired beauty had stared from the screen, green eyes alluring and mysterious. The advert simply said,
“Genuine applicants required to undertake a wide range of roles in unconventional household. Apply stating skills and availability. Preference given to permanent live in subjects”.
The advert didn’t give much away but my limited experience on the fetish scene suggested to me that there was something more to the ad. I decided to write a response and see where it took me. The initial response was very straightforward, I listed my skills in handywork, writing, photography and various other areas, some of which were in reality a little exaggerated.
Within a couple of days I received a response. The response was from a male assistant who undertook all the initial sifting of applicants, apparently there were many. The assistant, Karl, indicated that some of my skills were of interest but they also needed clarity about my personal circumstances. A series of questions were set for me to respond to. I carefully read through and then composed my response.
I confirmed that I was single, currently lived alone and if the circumstances were right I would be prepared to relocate. I also provided a detailed physical description; six foot tall, slim build, blue eyes, short hair, 38 years old.
The next response from Karl gave more information about the household. Karl indicated that the photograph in the advert was of Miss Tara who lived with Her partner Master Chris. Also in the household were two other women and one male. Miss Tara and Master Chris had varied interests but especially enjoyed the fetish scene. Both worked as professional Dominants and anyone joining the household would be expected to fully embrace the lifestyle. Karl then told me to write my views of the fetish scene in a letter including any experience I had.
I spent a few days thinking about my response. I had always had an interest in the scene and had attended a few clubs in the past as well as a few professional Dominatrix’s. The experience had always been a little disappointing. The most memorable experience had been when I visited a Dominatrix to find that another ‘client’ was still there, he had watched while I had been stripped flogged and then made to masturbate. The humiliation had, I realized been an added turn-on. My response to Karl provided a detailed description and also demonstrated that I had an interest in the fetish lifestyle and was very open to new experiences.
It was a week before I heard back from Karl. He indicated that my correspondence to date had now been discussed with Miss Tara and Master Chris and they had set a number of further questions. I read the list of questions and realised that if I decided to pursue this then I would need to be prepared for some extreme changes. I had been told I must send a full response within 24 hours.
Within the 24 hours I sent my detailed but concise response to each of the questions:
Yes I did currently have body hair
Yes I would accept being fully shaved
Yes I had been caned in the past
Yes I would accept discipline from anybody in the household with authority over me.
Yes I would accept being naked infront of anybody in the household
Yes I would accept being naked infront of anybody visiting the household
Yes I would accept being dressed in any way that Master Chris or Miss Tara considered appropriate.
No I had not had sexual contact with another male to date but I would be prepared to in the right situation, (I was not sure how I would perform in this area).
Yes I would be prepared to be used sexually by anyone that had authority in the household.
Yes I accepted that Master Chris or Miss Tara could offer me to anybody visiting the household.
Yes I accepted that should Master Chris or Miss Tara decide to make use of me in a professional scene I would not be entitled to any recompense.
There were a number of the questions that I spent some time contemplating, particularly the questions of sexual experience and openness. But the more I thought about it the more it excited me.
It was another week before I heard from Karl again. He said that my responses were of interest although they were a little concerned at my lack of experience. In order to test my willingness to learn they will set me a task, would I be prepared to undertake the task?
I was now very excited and a little intrigued, I wrote back to Karl and said I would be very happy to undertake a task. As I wrote I thought about the possibilities, what if I was told to do something illegal or dangerous!
The following day I received a reply from Karl:
You are to visit number 24 Harvington Street, knock on the door and wait until you are let in. Once let in you are to strip naked in the hallway. A man will then take you into the living room where you are to get down on all fours, you will then be used sexually until you are told to leave. At any point you may say stop and you will be shown out and hear nothing more from us. You will arrive there at 8:00pm tomorrow evening.
So I found myself parked across the street at 7:55 wondering if I had the nerve to go through with it. What if they were mad murderers, or a film crew about to put pictures on the net, or a bunch of students about to humiliate me. But the green eyes in the picture came back to me and I stepped out of the car and crossed the street.
Moments later I was stepping into a new world…
I entered the hallway as a figure closed the door behind me. I remembered my instructions and began undressing. I was soon naked and found myself semi hard with anticipation. A man then came into the hall and said
“this way”
I followed him through to a darkly lit room, I could see there were two other figures in the room but avoided trying to make them out. Instead I went to the middle of the room, knealt on all fours and waited. The man who had brought me in came over and taking hold of my thighs spread my legs wider. He then stood infront of me unzipped his trousers and took out his semi hard cock.
“your first taste of cock boy, open wide”
Without saying anything I took the cock into my mouth and began slowly moving my mouth up and down, sucking and licking as I did so. The cock quickly grew hard and he withdrew it so that it was a few inches from my face. He then produced a condom and gave it to me. I rolled it down the hard shaft, knowing that this would mean one thing. He moved away and said to one of the others’
“not a bad cock sucker for a beginner, I’m not so sure its his first time, see what you think”
There was some subdued laughter then another man was standing infront of me and dropping his trousers. I took his cock in my mouth and as I did so I felt a strong hand on my buttocks pulling them apart then applying something cold before pressing against me. I concentrated on sucking the cock and realised that it was a finger being pushed into me, I relaxed and then a second finger was pushed into me, he said my arse was very tight, the guy with his cock in my mouth joked that it wouldn’t be when they finished. Suddenly I could feel both hands on my buttocks and him pushing against me. He told me to relax and not to fight it. I struggled but managed to relax a little and then he thrust into me. I gasped out loud, at first I thought I would have to ask them to stop but I managed to control myself and after a few seconds I could take the pain and took the second cock back into my mouth. I was no longer an anal sex virgin. I wondered if this would be enough to impress my potential Master and Mistress.
As I knealt there naked being fucked in my mouth and arse there was a flash and I realised that the third person present had taken a photograph. He then came over and stood so that I had to take turns sucking both cocks. After a few minutes the guy behind me withdrew and changed position with one of the others. This went on for a while and I began to accept the feeling of being taken. The first guy then told the other to get the camera for a close-up. As I knealt two of the men wanked their cocks until first one and then the other emptied their cum over my face. The third guy then came forward and told me to open my mouth and as he filled my mouth with cum a second photograph was taken. The first man looked at me then said,
“swallow slut, then you can leave, close the door behind you”
I did as I was told, tasting cum for the first time, then I got to my feet and left the room, quickly dressed in the hallway and left the house. As I crossed the road to my car rain lashed down stinging against my face. I looked up to the sky and thought about the cum being washed from my face. I was in part disgusted with myself but also very aroused and excited. My cock was aching for release.
It was almost a week before I heard from Karl. I had begun to wonder if the whole thing had been set up by the three guys. After all there was nothing to say that Karl wasn’t infact one of them.
The email from Karl said that Master Chris and Mistress Tara had received the report from my visit to Steve (evidently one of the three guys that I had not been introduced to). They were impressed with my ability to take instruction and had enjoyed the photographs, which would be kept in a safe place. I thought to myself, I’d prefer it if they were burned. Karl went on to say that a second interview was now being planned where I would meet Mistress and Master and where they would further test my suitability to join their household.
While waiting to be called for interview I was to undertake a further task to address some of the areas of weakness in my earlier responses. I was to have all body hair removed, and this was to be waxed rather than shaved. Karl informed me that there were a number of establishments in the area that would do this. I was also to purchase a butt plug and cock ring. Both were to be worn at all times until the day of the interview. Although I was given permission to attend the waxing without them in place.
I looked on the internet for advice about waxing and was surprised to find that there appeared to be quite a few places that catered for male waxing; there was also a lot of advice available about the practicalities. My main concern however, was being stripped naked and having somebody handle my cock, balls, arse etc. I was sure that I would have an erection throughout. The web blogs claimed that this was not uncommon and that the technicians thought nothing of it.
I booked an appointment with a reputable salon picking a quiet midweek morning. I arrived feeling very apprehensive, I had decided that if they asked I would say that I had a new girlfriend who didn’t like body hair so as a birthday treat I had decided to surprise her and have a full body wax. As it turned out there was no need for a cover story, they were very matter of fact. I was taken into a cubicle and told to remove my clothes and put on a gown. Once stripped I could already feel myself becoming aroused, so once I had put the gown on I stood uncomfortably with my hands crossed infront of me. A woman in her mid twenties came into the room, she was attractive which did nothing to help my situation, she smiled and then led me through to a second room which was very clinical.
“you can hang the robe up over there please and then lie down on the couch while I just make sure this is at the right temperature”
She handed me a towel evidently to hide my modesty. I looked around a little concerned,
“excuse me, this is a bit embarrassing, but I don’t often get naked like this and well, I’m a little…”
She turned and smiled again,
“don’t worry give it a few minutes and it will be fine, most guys get a bit excited at some point, although not many are in such a state before they take the gown off, I usually have to get my hands on it”
I got up onto the couch and for the next 30 minutes or so was subjected to torture. Put into some of the strangest positions and generally humiliated. However, even when she was waxing my balls I remained fully erect. By the end of the session I felt quite proud. Eventually she stood back,
“there all finished, nice and smooth. You are the first person that has stayed hard from start to finish, I think you must enjoy a little pain”
I dressed and as I left through reception the girls were there chatting, they stopped and grinned as I thanked them and left.
Next I needed to purchase the two items Karl had specified. I went to the nearby gay sex shop, the first time I’d been in. I walked in and found there were about half a dozen guys looking around and two sales staff, a middle aged man and another a bit younger. I browsed for a while and found the anal plugs, they had a very wide range, some impossibly big, I thought to myself I hope I never have to experience one of those. As I was looking through the range the older sales man came up and asked if I needed any help. I paused for a moment not sure what to say. Then simply confessed that I was looking for an anal plug. He guessed that I was somewhat new to the devices.
“If you are not very experienced I would recommend a small size to begin with, something like this”
He picked up a small black plug in a very colourful package. He could see I was unsure so he explained that the devices are used for a variety of purposes. For some people they are used to help get them used to taking anal in preparation for anal sex, in those cases quite often progressively bigger plugs are used over a period of time. For others it is a humiliation toy, especially for male female couples. He paused waiting for me to give some indication of the intended use. I briefly looked around and then quietly explained that I would have to wear an anal plug and cock ring all day but that it was also I anticipated intended to make me better able to take anal sex. He was not in the slightest surprised and picked a slightly bigger version explaining that if it was to be worn for a longer period then the different style would provide greater security. I thanked him and said I’d take it.
He then led me to the cock rings. I was again surprised at the range, I anticipated different sizes but not so many different materials or designs. There were rubber, steel and leather and various weights, some with protrusions to stimulate behind the balls, others with straps designed to separate the balls. He suggested a slim steel ring but I liked the look of a heavier satin finish stainless steel ring. He nodded and then asked what size I needed. My lack of response promoted him into another explanation. The cock ring needed to be very tightly fitted so that when the cock is erect blood flow is restricted. The ring needed to be put on when the cock was flaccid but the size needed to be established when the cock was hard. I thought for a moment and then asked if there was a changing room where I could go for a few minutes and perhaps measure myself. He smiled and led me to the back of the shop where there were two curtained cubicles. He drew the curtain and then said he would go and fetch a tape, he asked if I would like to borrow a magazine and I said that there would be no need.
I pulled the curtain back and dropped my trousers and briefs, my cock was already semi hard and a quick wank got it fully erect. Just then the sales guy returned and asked how I was doing, at the same time he drew back the curtain, I’m sure not expecting to see me semi naked with a hard cock in my hand. He nodded and complemented me on the size, then offered to measure it for me. He quickly measured it and suggested that a 2 inch ring would be suitable.
A few minutes later I left the shop with a bag containing a butt plug and cock ring, I was looking forward to trying them.
Over the next few days I got used to wearing the plug and ring. The ring became a bit of a problem when I became erect as it seemed to make the erection bigger and more pronounced, also of course it lasted longer. But I began to enjoy the experience and was looking forward to the next instructions.
Eventually I had an email from Karl. He didn’t ask how I had done with my tasks he simply told me I was to attend an address at 8:00pm the following evening. As before I should knock on the door, I would be let in and I should immediately strip in the hall and wait for instruction.
I arrived at the address half an hour early so drove around for a while, becoming increasingly nervous. At ten to eight I returned parked the car and waited for a few minutes. As I walked across the street I wondered what lay in store for me. I could feel the ring tighten around my cock as I knocked on the door.
I stepped in and the door closed behind me, I was left standing in the hallway so I quickly removed my clothes. A few minutes later a man in his late 20s, muscular and tall and completely naked told me to follow him. I was led into a small sitting room where two other men were sitting on a sofa. A quick glance confirmed that they were completely smooth and were wearing cock rings, I assumed they also had butt plugs in place. Unlike me neither was hard. But I assumed I had competition.
The man who had shown me in said that Mistress was going to initially interview us one by one, then we might be required to perform some tasks as a group. He then explained that Mistress expected slaves to be hard when they were taken in. looking at me he said
“I guess that means you will be the first to be interviewed, make sure you are fully hard, you two better get yourselves hard, Mistress will be finished with this one in about 20 minutes, if it helps one of you can suck on the other, we all know the three of you like to suck cock”
I was led from the room and the man introduced himself as Karl. He then explained that I would be taken to the door of a room where I was to wait. Mistress would then instruct me to enter. I should enter, close the door behind me, walk to where Mistress was sitting and the drop to me knees with my hands behind my back, I was to stay on my haunches with my head bowed.
As I stood at the door I could feel myself shaking slightly, my cock was now so hard it was hurting, I reached down to pull the ring back slightly. As I did so there was a firm voice from behind the door
“enter”
I did as instructed and was quickly on my knees infront of Mistress Tara. She didn’t say anything as she looked through some papers. She then held a sheet infront of me.
“is this you”
I looked down and saw the picture that had been taken of me being fucked and sucking cock.
“yes Mistress, it is”
“quite the little slut aren’t you, Looks to me as though you enjoyed getting fucked”
There was more silence, then Mistress shifted forward on the sofa and reached for my cock. She took hold of it and I let out an involuntary moan, she laughed and let go. She sat back and I could feel her looking at me.
“I am going to explain what I am looking for, you will listen carefully and then I will ask you a question, I will then decide if you are suitable. This is a very special household, Master Chris and I rule the household and anything we say goes. If I decide somebody deserves to be locked in a room with a bowl of water and a bucket for a week then that is what happens, at the end of the week I expect that person to thank me for my attention and for showing them the error of their ways. If I decide that a friend or even an acquaintance might enjoy fucking one of my subjects then I may invite them around or I might just send you to their house for them to enjoy. You will thank me for finding a use for your otherwise useless body. Discipline is important in the house, my favoured implement is the cane, you will be caned often, sometimes in private sometimes infront of others. You will always show your appreciation for such attention. Currently the household has two female subjects and Karl who you have already met. The last person to join the household is the lowest in stature so you would be required to take instruction from any of the others. So if Karl decides you need discipline he has authority to administer it, if he decides he would like to fuck you he may, unless Master or I have indicated we have plans for you.
All subjects may be required to assist in my position as a Professional Mistress. That may involve all kinds of play either as a demonstration to others or as part of a scene involving a paying client.
If you accept all these conditions you will be required to sign a contract confirming the details, are you prepared to sign a contract? Think carefully before you answer.”
I thought about what Mistress had said and knew that I desperately wanted to become part of this world. Keeping my head bowed I said in a quiet voice
“yes Mistress I would be honoured to sign a contract and join your household”
Mistress looked at me and then told me to get up and walk over to the desk. I assumed that I was going to sign a paper but then I realised that Mistress had taken a cane from a hook on the wall so I guessed there was something more expected. On the desk was a single sheet of paper I slowly read the content...
I am the property of my Mistress, body and mind
I will obey my Mistress at all times without question or hesitation
I accept that my feelings, opinions and wishes are meaningless and irrelevant
I will be constantly attentive and keep a submissive demeanour
I will speak only when spoken to
I will kiss my Mistress’s shoes, boots or feet as a greeting to her when and wherever I first meet her, and her hand in public arenas
I have no right to modesty or privacy and will always be naked in the presence of my Mistress and her guests, or I will always dress up for an audience with my Mistress in the clothes or apparel she has specified (e.g. stockings & suspenders, panties etc.)
I will fully learn my duties as a slave to my Mistress
I accept that my body is useful only for the pleasure of my Mistress and her friends male or female, they may use my cock, mouth and anus for their sexual pleasure
I accept that more senior slaves in the household may make use of my body and may also discipline me when they consider it appropriate.
I will not pleasure myself with out my Mistress’s permission
I understand that my mouth and body may be used by my Mistress as her urinal whenever it amuses or is convenient for her
I will accept any torture, punishment or humiliation my Mistress chooses for me
I accept to have my body used as my Mistress’s - stress toy, plaything or urinal, whenever it amuses or is convenient for her
I am to accept fitting punishments for any behaviour unfitting of a collared slave and will thank her for this
I will not offer myself as a slave to any other Mistress unless I have specific permission granted to me by my Mistress
I accept that Mistress may offer me to others for any use she considers appropriate, including for her financial gain, I accept that I have no claim against any rewards that Mistress may incur through then rental of my body.
I understand that my tongue is to be used to clean my Mistress’s arsehole/the soles of her shoes (etc.) as a demonstration of my position in her life.
I will confess any disobedience or failings and ask to be punished for them
signed ....................................
Mistress allowed me to finish reading the paper and handed me a pen. I quickly signed the paper.
“By way of welcome you will take 12 strokes, I assume you are familiar with the etiquette of receiving discipline.”
I wasn’t sure what Mistress meant but I was sure that I was expected to bend over the desk. I did so and shivered as I felt a hand on my buttocks. Mistress then gripped the butt plug and pushed and pulled it.
“when in the house you wont be required to have this in place, you need to be available at all time in case Master decides to make use of you, he will be home shortly and will no doubt want to use you”. She removed the butt plug and placed it on the desk by my side.
Mistress stepped back and I heard a few warm up swishes of the cane. There was a pause then it came down hard across my buttocks. I gasped out and flinched but stayed in place. A few seconds later there was a second stroke. Then Mistress paused,
“evidently you are not familiar with the etiquette. If I or anybody else takes the time and effort to discipline you then out of courtesy you should show your appreciation. I expect after each stroke you to keep count and thank me. At the end of the designated number of strokes you again thank me. Now we will start again and see if you can get it right”
The first (or third) stroke came down hard. Quickly I responded with
“One, thank you Mistress”
After the twelfth stroke I was in real difficulty and really thought I would not be able to take any more, as Mistress stepped back I quickly said
“twelve, thank you Mistress for taking the time to discipline me, it is a honour to receive your cane”
Mistress placed her hand on my red cheeks and gently rubbed them. She then reached between my legs to grip my cock. It was, for the first time, only semi hard. Mistress slowly stroked it and very quickly I was hard again.
Leaving me bent over the desk Mistress returned to the sofa as she sat down she called Karl. Within seconds he entered the room, closed the door behind him and went over to Mistress. Before he got to her Mistress simply said
“you may fuck him”
Karl turned and came up behind me. I heard him wanking his cock to get fully hard. Then he thrust into me pushing me hard against the desk. I held onto the desk pushing back against him. After what must have been about 10 minutes Mistress said that was enough and told Karl to get the next candidate. I was left bent over the desk.
Mistress came back over and told me to stand. I did so shaking slightly. She took hold of my cock and began to wank me. I was so turned on at this point I knew I would not be able to hold out for long. I guess Mistress could sense my tension and released me, telling me to return to the hall and wait there.
As I left the room the second slave was standing outside, I closed the door and moved across to the hall standing next to the waiting slave. A few seconds later I heard the now familiar instruction to enter. The slave next to me hesitated briefly before opening the door entering.
The door clicked closed and just a few seconds later there was a loud call for Karl. He returned to the room where I could make out Mistress shouting but not what was being said. Karl suddenly emerged from the room looking very flustered and told me to return. I tried to think what I might of done wrong. Keeping my wits about me I entered and knealt before Mistress alongside the other slave. I sensed a tension in the room.
“Karl, come here, you see these two specimins, this one is erect, this one is not. I distinctly told you they were to be brought in erect.”
There was silence. Then Mistress stood. Moving to Karl she took hold of him by the ear and dragged him over to the desk. He didn’t need to be told and immediately took up position bent across the desk. Next she walked back to the two of us, took hold of the other slave by the ear and dragged him to his feet. Looking at me Mistress smiled
“your first test slave, I want you to suck that pathetic cock to hardness while I remind this useless subject that he needs to follow instructions.”
Without hesitation I took the cock in my mouth, wanking him with one hand, playing with his balls and working my mouth up and down sucking and licking. Taking the tip and running my tongue around it before sliding it full length into my mouth. As I set about the task I heard a thrashing being administered behind us. It was much harsher than the one I had received and I was at once clear that Mistress was not somebody to be disappointed.
It was 20 strokes later that Mistress dismissed Karl. I was now working very hard on the slaves cock, it was semi hard and I feared that my failure to get it fully erect would result in a further canning. Mistress stood beside the slave looking down at me. She took a handful of my hair and pulled me away from the cock. She then reached down and began wanking the slave. Almost immediately he started to get hard. Clearly he was easily aroused by Mistress. She continued to masturbate the slave and I could see he was close to cuming. Mistress looked down at me and ordered me to open my mouth, I did so realising what was about to happen. A few hard strokes later and the slave was cumming and I as tasting the cum from a fourth cock. I managed to take most of it in my mouth although some dropped to the floor. I was told to swallow and then clean the floor with my tongue. As I was left licking the floor Mistress told the other slave he could return to the hall.
Karl came back in a few minutes later and reported that the third slave was also unable to get an erection. As I heard it I thought I would be dispatched to undertake some more cock sucking but instead Mistress told Karl to dismiss them.
Mistress then turned to me and while I continued to lick the floor clean she once again brought the cane down across my buttocks. Immediately I responded with
“Thank you Mistress”.
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