The surrender of a cock – The Academy of Masters and Slaves – CHAPTER 3

The surrender of a cock - The Academy of Masters and Slaves - CHAPTER 3

Marc leaves the bathroom completely naked. Since today it will be Álex who dresses and prepares him for the first day at The Academy of Masters and Slaves, he has decided that it didn't make sense to get dressed just for Álex to undress him again. He has only dried his hair. He walks down the hallway and has to admit to himself that he is somewhat nervous, not out of fear, but what he feels is a mix of excitement and anxiety. His cock is fully hard, it hasn't gone down all morning.

Marc is nervous because he knows that the outfit Álex has planned for him has been in his head for some time. He knows it will be humiliating; until now his fetishes and fantasies have never left the privacy of his room. Today Álex will present him in society, wanting to show him off as his slave to his future companions, masters, and slaves. Companions he has not yet met. Today he will also discover who will be his teachers at the Academy.

Álex will want to show him off, to demonstrate his status by showing everyone how far he can submit his slave, that will mark their popularity, both of them in fact. Thoughts whirl in his head. He stops, stops walking, closes his eyes, and breathes.

When he opens them again, he focuses; the floor they now live in is also new, they arrived yesterday afternoon, almost at night. He finds himself in a long corridor, the wall on his right is a mirror that goes from the floor to the ceiling and covers the entire hallway illuminated with white light. He turns and observes himself in it. He is aware of his good physique, he is proud of it, but above all, he is happy to be able to give himself to Álex, he loves him and he deserves it. That idea gives him the confidence to keep walking. He doesn't know where his partner is waiting for him, so he simply moves forward step by step with renewed confidence.

He finds him in the living room, everything looks different, it is clear that Álex has been working with IRIS. At first glance, he sees a gynecologist chair, a latex suit on a table, and what appears to be a straitjacket next to it, he is not sure. However, he focuses on Álex's slender figure, standing, covered in latex, in the center of the room, right in front of the chair. Marc enthusiastically heads towards him.

- I suppose you have peed? - Álex asks. Marc stays still, there are two reasons that upset him.

First, the tone in his voice, it is clear that the game has begun, or rather the rest of his life. That guy, standing in front of him, is no longer his partner, he is his master. The second reason is obvious, with the excitement and constant erection all morning long Marc has not peed. He bows his head, and looking down at the floor he says:

- No, master, I'm sorry - it is clear that Marc has understood the situation - I can go quickly and come back, master - he says without looking up

- Too late, it will be worse for you, but it's not my problem. You could have thought about it before, I know you're not completely stupid

- I'm sorry, master

Álex steps aside to the left taking a step back and revealing the device that currently dominates the room. The gynecologist chair, with open arms and raised legs, includes a good amount of leather straps. Opposite, on a small table, rests a tray containing what Marc clearly identifies as a catheter, a bag prepared to contain urine, a small black plastic chastity cage, and three syringes, two small and one considerably larger. He doesn't know what they contain, but he can imagine.

- Get on the chair. You know how you have to position yourself - Álex orders.

- Yes, master - is the only thing Marc replies.

He climbs on his back, using his arms for support, sits where his back will be, turns around and lifting his legs he rests them on the supports that allow him to anchor his feet and calves on an ergonomic platform of hard metal. He lies on his back, not hiding the coldness of the metal on his face, the curvature of the chair compensates for the hardness of the steel. He adjusts his head on a small leather cushion attached to the chair and stretches his arms over the metal plates that stick out in a cross.

One by one, Álex fastens all the straps. He starts with the feet and moves up, thighs waist chest... He continues with the arms, ties them above and below the elbow, also at the wrists. Finally, the neck and the last he passes over his forehead.

One by one, Marc tries to free himself from the restraints, truly impossible, he loves it. He closes his eyes, relaxing and offering himself for whatever comes next.

- Don't close your eyes, I have a surprise - Álex says.

He hears the noise of a drawer at an angle that Marc cannot see, he can only look up at the ceiling. From behind his head appears his partner with virtual reality glasses that he places over his eyes. They are off and for now he can't see anything. Suddenly he feels a cold sensation on his cock, a spray, Álex has sprayed something on it. He cannot see anything, but his heart starts to beat faster. A hand on his abdomen, a tongue on his nipple, licking it, touching it, Álex moves away and appears on the other side. He feels his presence, the body heat he emits lets him know where he is, he bites his nipple...

Marc gets aroused, but curiously he notices how his erection slowly diminishes. He already knows it was the spray. Álex applies a similar but reverse effect spray himself every night to maintain a firm erection inside his ass till the morning. His partner's hands continue to run all over his body. He kisses him on the neck, Marc is getting hornier, but his cock has disconnected, it's truly frustrating. He wants to raise his head and kiss Álex, but the restraints won't allow it. Then he stops feeling him, his partner has withdrawn.

Suddenly, the sound of a chair against the floor, he doesn't know where he is. A metallic clinking, Marc identifies the metal tray from the table, he knows where Álex is, he knows what's coming. Suddenly the glasses light up. He sees himself, from half a meter away at an angle of about thirty degrees up and thirty to the left. A camera shows Marc a full image of the metal tray, his Master's latex-covered hands, his own anus, and his flaccid cock, much smaller than before, it might fit in the cage after all. Marc drools a bit, not knowing at what moment he forgot to swallow the saliva that accumulates in everyone's mouth.

His partner's hands move, caressing his buttocks, grabbing his flaccid cock and masturbating him. He feels it and sees it, Álex mocks him without the need to speak. He grabs and pulls his balls around with his thumb and forefinger; it excites Marc, the tug and the contact with the latex, but his cock doesn't react. He knows it won't. Then, while the left hand continues to firmly pull his balls, the right hand picks up one of the small syringes from the tray. He releases his balls, the relief is instantaneous.

Álex's face appears in the camera frame, Marc can see it, how handsome he is, he loves him. With a smile, he gently squeezes the syringe until a drop of what is clearly lubricant falls.

Having already disappeared from the scene, he grasps his cock again and inserts the tip of the syringe. Marc hardly feels anything until Álex starts to release the lubricant into his urethra. It's cold, he does it slowly, but doesn't stop until it's all inside. He removes the syringe and with his thumb caresses the glans, Marc can feel it, it's extremely pleasurable, but his cock remains flaccid. He approaches again with the other hand, but this time he brings the chastity cage ring, it's not the first time, but it's more painful than when he puts it on himself. Álex doesn't handle his testicles with the same delicacy, the process is slow but successful on the first attempt.

Both hands leave his genitals and go to the small table. He threads the catheter through the chastity cage before attacking again. The cage hanging at the end of the tube brushes between Marc's buttocks as Álex begins to insert the tip of the probe firmly holding the cock with the other hand. Marc observes and feels.

His arm and leg muscles tense as the insertion continues. The lubricant helps, but the catheter is thick. Marc estimates about 6 mm in diameter. The probe penetrates decisively into his bladder and instantly he feels the urge to pee that he hadn't felt until now. However, Álex wisely has sealed the other end.

The cage slides over his cock as the last centimeters of the probe penetrate it, inserting it completely. The cage slots into place. Next, Álex slides a pin attached to the key and locks it, removes the key, and places it on the table in a quick exchange for the other small syringe.

He pierces one end of the catheter with the syringe and presses releasing half of its contents. Marc feels the pressure build inside him, the urgent need to pee. He observes as his partner, gloved in black latex, pulls the probe. He does it slowly, the sensation is similar to peeing, but without doing so, he feels total helplessness and his arms shake in the restraints. He tries to bring his hands to his groin, but he can't. When about five centimeters are exposed, Álex feels the resistance that tells him to stop pulling.

Marc experiences it in a different way, feeling his bladder trying to move inside him, stretched from within. It causes him great discomfort and a strange pleasure, he needs to pee right away. But Álex takes his time. In front of the camera, and with a malicious smile, he passes the chastity cage key through a thin chain hanging around his neck like a necklace. His cock no longer belongs to him.

Fortunately, he connects a bag to the other end of the catheter and releases the clamp holding the urine inside. Quickly, Marc feels a sense of relief as the pressure inside him slowly subsides. He is peeing, urinating involuntarily, as he has not relaxed nor tightened any muscle inside to trigger the release of the liquid. The catheter running through his urethra, cold until then, quickly warms up. Overall, it is a pleasant combination of sensations that seems to have no end.

- I'm going to fill your ass with lubricant, you'll thank me later - Álex says as he picks up the larger syringe from the tray. Marc continues to pee...

He is fascinated by the scene playing out before his eyes, and he has two questions. Where did Álex get the idea for the glasses? He has no idea, but that live streaming is brilliant and has him fascinated. What will happen next, and why will he be thankful for the lubricant? In his eagerness to know, he wishes he could fast forward the movie and see the final result. He can't, so he just has to enjoy the moment.

His bladder continues to empty slowly, Álex drops a few drops of lubricant and spreads it with his fingers on the syringe. He inserts it into his anus, the 10 centimeters of metal penetrating him are cold. Slowly, he proceeds to remove it at the same pace the viscous content expels from his rectum. Thus, there is a pleasant exchange of metal-to-lubricant.

The hands Marc sees in the movie dedicate themselves to clearing space on the table. They remove the metal tray and place a spray in its place.

- This spray cancels out the effects of the previous one. It's not like the one I use that makes you hard uncontrollably. This one gives you the option to control yourself or let the cage control you. - Álex explains. Marc knows it will be the cage doing the work.

The catheter has already finished emptying him, urine no longer comes out. Álex removes the bag containing the urine, completely full, and asks IRIS to dispose of it. He places a clamp on the catheter and sprays the spray over the cage. At first, he feels nothing, but when he sees the finger heading towards his anus, he begins to feel the blood flow to his cock. It's forcefully inserted, allowing that finger latex-gloved to flow freely inside thanks to the lubricant it carries. He lightly massages his prostate until it visibly awakens the cock inside the cage, then he pulls it out satisfied, looks at the camera, turns it off, and Marc is left in the dark. Horny, caged, with the catheter, immobilized, and in the dark.

He can hear Álex getting up and walking around the chair a couple of times. He stops and removes the straps that immobilize his forehead and neck. - Don't move - Álex tells him. And he continues to release the restraints in reverse order to how they were tied. Finally, he removes the glasses and Marc regains his sense of sight.