The Brownstone: Untold Stories Ch. 04

"You will make someone a great submissive one day," Sean said caressing the boy's cheek gently with the back of his hand, "if I was looking for a full time submissive I would definitely consider taking you as mine."

"Thank you Sir." Brian said nodding his head graciously.

"Has anyone showed any interest in taking you?"

Brian looked from Sean to me and back to Sean again. "I have found someone I would like to become my Master. He has not acknowledged my desire yet, but I am hoping that soon he will."

"Would you like me to speak with him?" Sean asked. "I can put in a good word for you." Brian pondered his words carefully before thanking Master Sean and telling him that he was willing to wait.

After dismissing Brian, Sean and I looked around the room with a two-fold purpose, one was to try and figure out who Brian wanted to be his Master and the other was to find a submissive that we could both play with for the evening. Both Sean and I agreed the only person we felt was even worthy of Brian, other than Sean, was Master Colin and hoped that was who Brian was choosing. Silence blanketed us as we got lost in our thoughts while looking around the room.

I turned my thoughts back to Sean who appeared content to look around occasionally but for the most part directed his attentions to me. I had told him that I wanted to see the 'Master' side of Sean as he put a service submissive through his paces. Partially because I was interested but mainly because I had planned on doing whatever he did to the submissive to him, and hopefully more, the next morning. We ruled out the submissive I had the evening before, Larry, because he didn't deserve either of our cocks. The same with the submissive whose name neither of us could remember that attempted to service him that morning. Brian and Tu sadly were both out, because they were virgins even though I could definitely go for sinking my long shaft into either of their virgin bottoms but that was off the table, so I needed to move on from those thoughts. That left us five full service submissives to choose from. Both of us crossed the two Asian, childlike, submissives off the list, they had already been heavily used and neither of us like that body type. Our attention was quickly diverted when a well-toned submissive with a big 'S' painted across his chest walked towards us. It was the first time either of us had seen him and both of us seemed to gulp hard at the magnificent body and cock.

We later found out his name was Brock and was a relatively new submissive to the house. He definitely had some type of military background, either active or recently discharged. His body was rock hard and well cared for. He even had a decent size cock and the biggest nut sack I had ever seen on a man. Sean had heard quiet rumors about him through some other Master's but had never seen him put through the paces before. It was rumored that he had never had a Master but wasn't a virgin either and that he had strong masochistic tendencies, which to someone like Sean was a perfect match.

Before Brock could reach us Master Colin was at his side guiding him the rest of the way, like he was bringing him to us for inspection. Master Colin sat with us while Brock stood. I could see the shock on Sean's face that unlike typical submissives that immediately dropped to their knees and waited until they were spoken to Brock stood above us, at perfect attention stance. There was a long silence before Brock spoke and asked how he could be of service.

Sean's face went bright red with anger and told him that respecting us would be a good beginning. There was the briefest hesitation and what I thought I perceived as a slight rolling of the eyes before he dropped down to his knees and bent his head downward, casting his eyes to the ground. As punishment for his initial transgression Sean, who had taken total control, let him stay in that position while we continued our conversation before addressing him again.

"Nice piece of submissive you have there." Sean commented his eyes glued to Brock. Sean's flaccid cock was now rock hard and I could see the desire within him to possess the submissive.

Master Colin informed us that the evening before Brock had been restrained and dressed in tight black leather from head to toe, against the back wall of the main salon citing that he was being punished for something that had happened at the previous gathering so everyone was just getting their first look at the boy. I couldn't help but laugh, I had been under the impression that black leather outlined figure on the wall I had eyed the evening before was a piece of artwork. At no time did I suspect it was a real person.

"I brought Brock in especially for you Master Sean." Master Colin said. He knew Sean's sadistic side was more than an ordinary submissive could normally tolerate.

Sean had ceased to acknowledge Master Colin and me. Standing he walked over to Brock and paced a tight circle around him finishing up by standing to his backside. He extended one finger and pressed it against Brock's shoulder letting him know that he wanted in a more subservient position. Wordlessly Brock leaned forward and dropped his head to the ground and raised his ass high in the air.

"I'm not going to touch you right now...I just want you to remain in this position and think of all the things I'm going to do to your ass." Sean voice drifted as he ran his hand drifted lightly from one cheek to the other then drift down the crack of his ass. He was practically salivating to have a go at him. The implied warning of things to come was enough to make Brock's cock rock and his nut sack to look even fuller.

Sean left Brock in that position and joined us back on the couch. Master Colin leaned into us and spoke softly. "Gentlemen, may I make a suggestion?" His question was rhetorical as he went on to tell us that things were going to be very hectic in the main salon that evening and if we were interested he proposed that he we have our own little party in a room he had recently renovated for an occasion such as this.

The thought of being out of the prying eyes of the other Masters was enticing. I was definitely interested and I could talk Master Sean into it but we all felt this should be a voluntary thing and Brock should be able to choose whether he would like to be a part of this or not. Brock lifted his head and gave us a quick smile letting us know be more than happy to service three Masters for the evening.

At ten o'clock that night Master Colin took us to his private space. The newly constructed area was located just outside the main house in what used to be the carriage house. The single story structure had what appeared to be double garage doors on the outside, but once inside a double layer of soundproofing and drywall hid the doors making them just another wall in the room and obstructing any prying eyes from seeing in or any sounds from escaping. The space was at least over a thousand square feet and like the main salon broken up into zones. The main area, in the center of room held an apparatus that Master Colin told us he had designed himself.

The oversized wooden fixture was a combination medieval stockade with a modern day oversize three-piece padded spanking bench. The bench itself was outfitted with padded knee and stomach rests for prolong sessions and the adjustable stockade portion held both the submissives hands and head locked in position with the ability to move up and down, depending on the positioning of the submissive. Even the arms holes moved further out or closer in depending on how the Master wanted to position his subject. The most unique aspect of the apparatus was that Master Colin had connected it to a hydraulic lift giving the Master the option of rising or lowering his subject at will. Adjacent to the bench was a table that held a large variety of whips, floggers, canes and toys. Although I wasn't familiar with the usage of any of the toys it was exciting to know the possibility loomed I could be using one or all of them on either Master Sean or Brock.

There was ample seating, both around the apparatus and throughout the room and a magnum-size four poster bed with restraints built in not only to the posters but at the edge of each corner of the bed. Each area of the room was defined with different plush area rugs over the bare concrete floors, except for one corner of the room was designed like a doctor's office complete with examining table, utility cabinet and a low rolling stool. The floor was concrete, like the rest of the room and had a drain in the center of the area.

"For easy clean-up" Master Colin said in passing as he continued the tour.

One of the most dramatic aspects to the room, that took some getting used to, was that three of the four walls and the ceiling were completely mirrored giving both the Dominate and the submissive active views of themselves and the action taking place.

'Nice room.' I said when we had finished the tour and seated ourselves on the couches in the center of the room. He and Master Sean were drinking wine and I was having a beer. Master Colin told us that as much as he wanted to build a dungeon in the main house he didn't want the liability of a Master getting carried away so he built this space for his own private use and a select few Masters that he had enough confidence in. Building it had been a labor of love for him and he took extreme pride in the finished product.

Waiting for the perfect dramatic pause Master Colin told us that before Brock was to be presented to us he wanted to tell us something. It seemed that he was awake when Sean and I took our walk earlier in the day and he followed us. Before we could say anything Master Colin jumped right in saying that he wasn't trying to embarrass us, he wanted to tell us how much he enjoyed watching us together. It seems that Colin started out as a submissive as well and he too, like Sean, missed the feel of a hard cock in his ass. Sean just laughed and promised Colin that before the evening was over he would feel a hard cock, or two, in his ass.

Our willing submissive was delivered to us a half hour later. Master Colin excused the handler and made sure the door to the carriage house was securely locked before he took Brock directly to medical area of the room apologizing to us but he was in need of immediate relief and that he wouldn't keep Brock from us for too long. Pushing Brock to his knees in front of him he grabbed his cock and told him to open his mouth. Brock obliged him by opening his mouth widely and was rewarded with a thick stream of golden piss flooding his mouth. The most shocking part was that Brock drank every single drop of it almost pleading for more. He wrapped his lips around Master Colin's dick and used it like a straw sucking his favorite soda through. "Oh yeah, drink that piss, boy." Colin moaned holding the boy's head to his cock while he emptied his full bladder in his mouth.

I was completely dumbfounded and yet completely turned on. I thought I had imagined it all until that moment but watching this submissive being humiliated by drinking another man's piss made me realize that everything about controlling another person had limitless possibilities.

Master Sean was next. He took the humiliation to the next level. Instead of having the boy drink his piss he used his body as a human urinal, pissing on him from head-to-cock. The boy took every drop of his piss and thanked him repeatedly for using him for his pleasure. When he was done the boy held perfectly still, on his knees, piss dripping from his hair, his face, his chest and cock.

Our submissive was granted permission to rinse off and then joined us at the couches in the center of the room. There was a square of soft carpet for him to kneel on, but he chose to kneel on the hard concrete where he had a perfect view of his three Masters. He held his back ram rod straight with his fingers laced behind his neck. His fat cock stuck straight out and had remained hard during the entire humiliation.

Colin asked him, for the record, if Brock was with us voluntarily and that we in no way coerced him to join us for the evening. Brock said loudly and clearly that he was there on his own accord and that no one coerced him. I stood and walked over to Brock holding my cock within an inch of his face and made him pledge that no matter what he saw happen in the room tonight and there were going to be some things that he didn't think he'd ever see, he was to never tell anyone what he did or what went on. Brock looked me dead straight in the eye, something a submissive normally didn't do. 'Sir, I am a Navy Seal, like you I live by a code, my word is my life.' He held his eyes to mine, a sign of total military respect. I nodded my head to the other two Masters who in turn stood and began to prepare Brock for his submission to us.

Master Colin helped him into the stocks, locking his head down and his arms outstretched, while Master Sean placed his knees on the benches on either side of the center bench that his stomach rested on, shifting him around until he was in the perfect position. Once he was in place Master Colin took the remote control and began rising the bench until it was at an acceptable height for Master Sean. He pressed another button and the two benches that were supporting his legs spread further apart from the main bench that his stomach rested on. This caused the boy's ass to naturally spread open.

Master Sean walked over to the table where a series of canes all in various thicknesses were lined up and picked up one of the thinner, less offensive looking canes. Canes weren't normally allowed in the house, mainly because of the severe pain they inflict, and only a trained Master would know exactly how to use them. Running the cane lightly, almost teasingly over Brocks ass I literally saw Sean's cock get hard.

"I am going to cane your ass until you either beg me to stop or I decide you have had enough" he told Brock. He also warned him that he was not to cum and that if he did the caning would stop and the evening would be over. To add more threat he told the boy that not only would he be asked to leave the house but he would never be allowed back again and Master Colin would blacklist him at other houses.

Sean asked if Brock understand everything that had just been said to him, straightening his back as much as he could Brock answered "Yes Sir, Master Sean." in a loud and pronounced military voice.

Sean took the first cane, the thinnest, in his hand and whipped it forcefully in the air causing a slight swishing sound. I couldn't imagine how something that looked so flimsy as that cane did, might inflict pain but a moment later and the first time it whipped down across Brock's ass I saw a thin red welt come to surface and I knew the boy couldn't help but feeling the pain of it. All Brock did was release satisfying groans. Over and over Master Sean brought the cane down to his exposed ass and thighs as Brock simply groaned like he was getting a soothing massage. Over the next twenty-five minutes, as Sean changed the canes out moving from the thinner ones to the thicker ones the welts on the boy's ass and thighs went from being distinctive welts to one solid bright red welt.

The boy never asked for the caning to stop and when Master Sean laid the last, most painful, cane down he cried out begging for more. I was at a loss to tell which was more painful for Brock, the pain inflicted by the canes or his painful sobs begging for more that went unanswered. Master Sean balanced the sadistic torture he had inflicted with the application of a soothing coating of aloe to the caned area before gently spreading the boy's ass cheeks and shoving his cock deep into his ass.

Watching Master Sean fucking the boy only made me hornier. I looked over to Master Colin who knew instinctively that it was time for me to grace him with my cock. I directed him to the examining table where I had him lay his back while I restrained his legs in the stirrups. I spread them as widely and as high as they would go, which in turned forced his ass slightly off the table at the very edge. Master Colin had thought of everything when he installed the table and like the punishment apparatus Master Sean was using, the table was installed on hydraulics and I was able to raise it to comfortable height where my cock was lined up squarely to his ass.

Unlike the other asses I had intimately been involved with over the weekend, Colin's hole gapped open inviting me to him. This was a man that definitely liked anal play, and I suspected that being fingered by a submissive was not the only thing he enjoyed. I didn't lube my cock, figuring the door was open there was no need for anything extra to help me slide in. I slipped my cock into him in one firm stroke. His ass wasn't the tightest, but it knew how to handle my cock.

I looked into Colin's eyes and knew immediately what he wanted - a quick hard fuck and I was more than obliging to give that to him. I wanted to shoot my load quickly because I had other plans for him also. Colin was a well-trained bottom and I didn't need to tell him I was going to shoot - he could feel it. I liked that he was so attuned to me. Not only could he feel my body preparing to shoot, but he watched me and could see the changes in my facial expressions and mannerisms. The other men I had fucked I had taken from behind. Having Colin on his back, with his legs splayed wide open while he watching everything I was doing was a bigger turn on than I had expected. He could see my perfect body, how taught my nipples were and how my solid ripped abs were clenched tight while my cock expanded and got ready to shoot.

"Take this you little pussy slut" I whispered to him jamming my cock as deep into him as I get. He clamped his ass around me, from his anal ring to my cock head, he held me dead still as I exploded deep into him. "If you know what's good for you, you won't let go of my cock when I'm done giving you my load." I said threatening that he was to hold my cock tightly in him or I was going to let Master Sean take the cane he had just used on Brock to his ass.

I leaned into him whispering to him, "you like piss too don't you boy? Well here's some piss for you, just keep holding my cock. It's going to be a full load of piss too, and you are going to take it all..." I started pissing and moaning the moment I said that. I didn't know if the guttural sounds were from the relief of unloading the piss I had been holding or the fact that I was pissing deep into this guy's ass and it just felt so good. "Oh fuck yeah" I cried out.

Colin clamped his ass tighter to me and looked at me with a lost expression. "I am so sorry" He whispered and at the same moment he looked down to his cock as it erupted and shot cum up his chest hitting him square in the face. I held myself firmly in him as his entire body twitched and shook from the uncontrollable orgasm. I had never felt anything like it before, his ass was pulsating so hard against me I felt like I was being milked. I didn't know how it was possible but all of a sudden my cock was rock hard and I was slamming my cock in and out of him as hard as I could. We were both being covered in piss as I took less than ten strokes and shot a second load into him. When I was done I pulled out of him and watched a solid spray of hot piss shoot from his ass. I suddenly understood why he positioned the drain where it was.

I walked to the head of the table and leaned into him and whispered in his ear. "You are the biggest slut I've ever known. Sluts need to be humiliated and punished...know that I haven't finished with you yet slut."

His looked at me with wide eyes. He wasn't hurt or shocked by my words, he was turned on. I walked away from the table, leaving him laying there, the cool air in the room drying and crusting the thick cum that covered him.