The Ballwasher continued

This was the rest of the story, I had to redo some of it. Tell me if you like it.

The Ballwasher...(with a zip)


My car stalled out 20 miles from the nearest gas station. This is how it began. Little did I know that the events that occured next would change me forever. As I stared up at the man ive been forced to call master for the the last two months, I began to get the creeping feeling inside me..the want...the need. I need master's balls.

My car stalled out 20 miles from the nearest gas station, but His driveway was so close. The mansion stood on top of the hill, dessolate. Nothing around for miles. This is how it began. I heard the sky over head rumble with loud thunder, and rain began to pour down on me. I ran up the drive was and banged the door with both fists, praying that someone would hear me. Five minutes and several knocks later, I heard the dead bolt click and the door swung open. A man in his early thirties steped out and surveyed the wet traveler. "Well you look like you've had an interesting day." He smiled as he said this, and I felt...calm..."Hello, my name is Thomas Hughes and my car broke down about a mile from here." I told my story, but felt oddly uncertain..I couldn't place why though. "oh my dear man, come in, dry off, I'll call a tow company." His voice was so soft I could barley concentrate on his words. "Yes...thank you." I felt my words come out...but I still had this unshakable calm. I dont want to be calm...he makes me feel...No! I yelled in my head. You have to get rid of those thoughts...you're a married man...you dont like men anymore. You were never a bisexual. I knew the words werent as convincing as i needed them to be. "Well are you gonna come in mr. Hughes?" I snapped out of my trance and obliged his offer. I entered his house in awe, this place was ridiculous...the ceiling alone...I mean it was amazing. " The restroom is upstairs, and to the left, you cant miss it, trust me."

I made my way up the staircase and followed his vague directions until I foud it. "Jesus, everything is marble." The bathroom sparkled and shined...I could see myself on every surface. I grabbed on of the towels. I was about to dry off when I saw the towel was embroidered. I flipped it over to read the name on it. It was initials...T.H. Wow thats weird, someone here has my initials too. I looked at the towel and decided to dry my hair with it. As i rubbed my soaked scalp with the softness, I began to smell something wonderful. It was the towel. God it smelled amazing...like lilac..as I pushed my nose into the towel..."god, its am..a...zin.." I collapsed.

What I remember next happened in flashes. I was being carried through what seemed a long white hallway. And as I came too I felt a sting in my arm...then i heard a voice. Soft and definitly close...no matter how far away I was. I could make out the word warm...comffortable..and I kept hearing my name. I came to...i was lying in a bed. I rolled over and looked at the clock. 8:00 AM. It had been a whole day. I shakely stood up and made my way down the stair case. I walked around until I heard a noise in the kitchen. I approached and saw the man who had helped me. He turned to face me. "Ahh, Mister Hughes, How are you? Quite a nasty fall you took last night." He looked at me with genuine concern. "Fall...I don't remember." "Oh yes, you slipped in the bathroom..I heard you fall as I was talking with the tow truck company. When I found you you were out cold. I carried you to the bedroom and let you rest for the evening." "Thank you..." I croaked." What about my car?" "It's in the garage, good as new." He smiled at me. "But, I couldn't even pay for it...how much do I owe you?" I said. "Oh that won't be nessecary Mr. Hughes." I studied this mans actions. "Are you serious?" " Oh yes, trust me, I love to help. So I figure you'll be on your way now?" He said almost sadly. "Yes, Im afraid so, but thank you so much Mr....Im sorry, I never got your name." i said as I was turning to walk out of the room. "You may refer to me as master." He said, this time sternly. " I turned to express my disbelief at his statment, and then I head it...the zip...his pants, he pulled the zipper down. Then out of nowhere I fell to my knees. "Good slave.." he said very certainly. I tried to move, but my effort was useless. My legs ceased to move from my spot on his kitchen floor. Then i remembered what had happened to me. The white hall, the voice, the stinging in my left arm...I reached over and lifted my sleeve..The bandaid covered to spot where the needle had sunk into my arm. Master approacched closer and unbuttoned his pants. " Mr. Hughes, Im sorry I had to spring this on you now but you see I'm a needy man, and I believe you can help me with my needs because Im going to help you discover yours." Thomas still struggled to get up...Master drew closer. He reached into his pants and removed his cock. Thomas tried so hard not to make any attempt to look at another mans cock...but...it was beautiful. So gorgeous. And then he did it, he pulled out his huge juicy balls. As Thomas stared, master said "Get to work." Something inside of Thomas snapped, and he immediatly moved forward and while staring into master's eyes, he began to suck on master's huge balls.

It was the best taste he could have ever imagined. "You might be wondering what I've done to you" master said. "Through a serious of hypnosis sessions and brain-washing, you are now my ball washer, and if I say your other trigger you will be come a perfect little cocksucker. Worse off, you'll believe you're a cheap prosititute and want to give the best head to be paid more." Thomas wished he could be free and fight off masters advances, but god his balls tasted so good. "Are you ready to suck your first cock Thomas?" Thomas looked up with eager eyes. "COCK CRAZY CUMSLUT!"

With this Thomas began to think differently.

He wanted to please master...because how else was he going to get paid.

With vigor, Thomas wraped his lips around the head of masters fat cock and began so bob up and down. The training began to take effect as Thomas worked his way down the shaft like a good whore. The training was strong because he never once nipped the cock with his teeth, nor did he gag when he took masters thick man meat all the way down his throat.

"OH Thomas, you're going to be the best slave ever. I cant wait to start your new training!"

Somewhere in the back of his subconcious mind, Thomas knew he had to stop. He gave a look of desperation to master. Thomas's eyes were wide with horror at the thought of more training. "Well I suppose I can tell you my plans for you since you're preoccupied. I've already givin you the most intense cocksucker training I can so next will be all of my Ass Training files. Oh slave, you will be so ass crazy wether its having things in your own or licking mine that you will need to have something in your ass constantly. Then, it's the Fuck Trainers...well let me tell you, you'll crave to be fucked so much, you'll fuck anything. Which will be wonderful for my Kennel. Have you ever sucked and fucked a big doggy before?"

Thomas hadn't even heard anything master said.

Master's cock was all that mattered.

Thomas knew that if Master didn't cum soon, he would be punished. He doubled his efforts and begger master's thick man hood to give up its seed.

"Ready for a new trigger, im about to cum slave...?" Master said in a mocking tone. As Thomas felt him tense up, master yelled "Badge of Honor!"

Instinctivly, Thomas took masters cock out of his mouth, and rested back on his heels. Master took his own cock in his hands and began to pump. "This trigger is going to make you need to have me cum all over your face, and you will wear it proudly as a badge of honor, but until someone mentions it, you won't even notice it. God you're going to be such a pathetic sissy fucktoy."

And as master began to spunk all over Thomas's face, all he could do was smile.

In less then twenty four hours he went from nomal heterosexual man, with bicurious tendencies. To a male ballwasher, a cock crazy slut, a facial slut...and over the course of the next week...Master had plans to introduce him to his first black cock. His first doggy fuck and suck. Ass worshiping, ass fucking, licking, and fisting. He will have triggers that make him want to dress as a woman, triggers that make him want to fuck relatives....god he is going to be a mind fucked slave for the rest of his life.

Thomas, stood and resumed his day in masters control...wearing the now drying cum on his face.

And as he was about to leave the room...master entered again.

"Oh Slave!"

As Thomas turned around


(ZIP)