This is a mix of fantasy and real experiences in my life - names and events have been changed, artistic license applied. There are lots of nasty hard core S&M stuff in this planned story series. If you are offended in any way, or if it is illegal in your area to be reading this kind of story, then please navigate away from this page now.
This first part is just an intro...
Hi, my name's Ryan, I just celebrated my 35th birthday yesterday, it was my most unusual birthday so far in my life. For a different reason, Last year's was unusual too: it was the first time I celebrated my birthday alone. You see, two years ago, I got divorced from my wife of 13 years. I would like to say it was complicated but I don't think it really was. We were young and naïve when we married back then. We never ha a child, while that may not have been the primary reason why things didn't work out between the two of us it was nevertheless the 500 pound gorilla in our relationship. I'm not going to go into any more detail. I don't want to and, I'm sure, you don't want me to either. I just wanted to give you a background of where I'm coming from.
Till my divorce, sex for me has always been with one person - my ex of course. I know that sounds weird, but that was just how it was for me. I haw strong religious beliefs that I've kept till well, two years ago.
So, what happened two years ago? Well, after the divorce, I was lost. I was disillusioned with, not just my failed marriage, but with myself and with life in general. I questioned everything I use to take for granted. I was just not myself. Or maybe, as I think so now, I was just starting to really see myself. But I digress. I became detach from friends and family and moved to a different state. I kept to myself mostly. I shunned most everything that reminded me of my "old" self. To add even more contrast to my life, I started to do things I knew I would not have done before. I shop-lifted candy (I know, tame right? But for a goody-two-shoes like me, that was already anarchy), I started drinking a lot more, and frequented internet porn sites.
It didn't take long for my web surfing habits to sway from straight to gay. I was especially intrigued with this dominant-submissive thing, I even found this nifty website of gay erotic stories which I visited a lot. I was jacking myself off like I was a teenager again. I was horny and feeling out my new found freedom. Anyway, one day, I saw an ad in Craig's List that caught my attention. It read (paraphrased)... Seeking New Slaves, 38 Two masters seek three to four new slaves to train in the art of servitude. Class now forming. It will be a tryout class. Trainees will be tied naked to each other, spanked, pissed on, and be required to do many humiliating things. Those who cannot handle the activities will be allowed to leave but would have failed the tryout. Those who pass the tryout will be invited to future training sessions. There will be pain. The only claim we make is that there will be no blood, no permanent body marks, no bodily harm. Those interested must reply with stats, a pic, and an essay expressing why we should consider you as a student in our class.
When I read the ad I was literally shaking with excitement, I felt the post was meant especially for me. When I had calmed myself down, I composed my reply. I made sure every word and thing was in order before I sent my email. I checked my email several times that day but no reply came. I checked the next day. Still no response. In fact, six days passed by before I got a response. I held my breath as I clicked the email open. (Words within the brackets [] are mine):
To the piece of shit called ryan,
Congratulations you have been accepted to participate in the servitude training tryout class. You shall refer to me as Sir Chief and your other master you shall refer to as Master Mayhem. Of all the pathetic replies we got, your entry surprised us the most, much like a floating piece of shit in a public toilet surprises the unsuspecting. The details you provided [I provided a lot] and the honesty you showed, assuming they were sincere [they were], we admit was refreshing to read.
If you have any question for us, now is the time to ask us.
We will get back to you on the place an time for the class once we have enough trainees.
Sir Chief
I came three times that day just reading the email over and over again.
That's it for today. I know it's nothing much, there's really a lot more. I want to know if there's interest here first before I continue. Let me know what you guys think. Thanks.