Permanent Stay in Mastersville Part 5

When I woke up, I was so sore that I could hardly move. My body was a mass of pain and as I removed the blanket, I saw how bruised and ugly all the abuse had made me. The sight of my battered body made me sob with self-pity. I lay quietly waiting for Master to arrive. I didn't feel rested, but at least I wasn't sleepy anymore. After about an hour Master came to see me. I instantly crawled over to his feet to kiss them and display my submission, as a slave ought to do. From above my head a voice came: "Stand up slave. Let me see you properly." With great difficulty I managed to stand up and let Master see me. For a while I just stood there under his unrelenting glare, eyes down. Then his hands began to explore my body. His touch was firm, yet gentle, but my body was so sore that the slightest touch made me whimper in pain.

After a thorough examination, he lifted my chin up and looked into my eyes, for the first time allowing me to see him too. I saw that Master was a very handsome man with strong, regular features and deep, black eyes. He was very muscular, but didn't look like a bodybuilder. Rather he looked like an all-round athlete. I liked what I saw. I liked it a lot. Before Mistress caught me I had never had a homosexual fantasy in my life. Now I could think of little else. He regarded me silently for a while, never letting me turn my eyes away, and then he spoke: "You are mine now. Forget all other people in the world. On your way across town you have sampled enough of the world. Now you'll spend the rest of your life pleasing me and no one else. Always remember this: your sole purpose in life is to please me. You exist only for this. Forget everything else and concentrate on pleasing me." With these words he claimed me and I have remained devoted to him ever since. Those words were only the beginning, but they are the words I live by: I exist only to please Master.

Finished claiming me, he removed all my bonds and allowed me to bathe.