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HARD-BARGAN HOLD
By Waddie Greywolf CHAPTER FOUR: THE RINGMASTER "And the young man said unto the wissen'd sage, Am I not a total slave unto my Master, Sir? What have you done for him today fair youth? He's asked nothing of me Sire, save Love. Did you give him comfort, warm his belly Son? I was much to busy doing all his other chores! Then, who's the Master, who's the Slave?" ~Slave's Song~ W. D. Dux (Posthumos) The RingMaster was an older darkly mysterious man. He owned a small traveling Circus of which he was the RingMaster. No one knows much about his past and very few ever became close enough to him to know him very well. Those who did know him never discussed their relationships nor any gossip about his private life. He was cordgial to all but kept to himself and ran his business. Hard-Bargain Hold was where he wintered his Circus as the climate was milder in that Hold than any of the others. Being subtropical there would be monsoon rains that would not allow Circus wagons to pass. He owns nine male slaves and four female slaves who are the main work force of his small enterprise. Five of the males are nulloed Eunuchs and three are castrated with only their penis remaining. His personal body slave is a huge, muscular, incredibly ugly gargoyle of a male slave he named Link. He says it's 'cause when he first saw him he thought he was the missing link. No one knows what Link's other name was before he was sold into slavery. No one really cared. Link is his only slave that still has everything in tact. He is rarely allowed to wear clothing and the only reason he still has his genitals is because of a contract with his Master, the Ringmaster.. Above and beyond the fact that the Ringmaster bought and has ownership papers on Big Link he also has his total trust.. That trust did not come with a receipt nor bill of sale. It came from a negotiated contract between him and his property. The RingMaster was not only a shrewed business man but also a highly motivated intelligent man who knew what he wanted and how to get it. While he was giving and thoughtful to the people of the Keep no one knew him well. He was a ruthless disciplinarian and did not suffer pushey nor disrespectful slaves easily. And his punishment of slaves could be as psychologically painfull as his physical punishment. It was rumored that he possessed strange powers that allowed him to read people's thoughts. He was admired by everyone in the community and while active in the Core had never invited anyone in the Keep to his bed. He knew that Link would be a handful when he bought him and didn't want to spend the rest of his life trying to convince a potentially unbreakable slave that he was the Master! Link was caged after the RingMaster brought him home to the Keep and remained there for months. The only contact with other humans was when he was brought food and drink, hosed off with a warm spray, or the man he assumed had bought him would come to walk around the cage, look at him, then leave without ever saying a word. After six months Link was about to go nuts for human companionship or just anyone to talk to. As his new owner walked around his cage looking him over Link, in desparation, spoke for the first time. "Am I to remain in this cage forever?" "Depends!" answered the big man. "On what?" asked Link "On you, of course." "You walk around here staring at me and never say a word!" "I've been waiting for you to say something." "Me?!" Link could see dimly through the chain link of the cage that his owner was a good sized man. He must have stood six eight and weighed about 230 and was solidly built. He was dressed in the typical Freeman leathers. Leather pants with a well filled cod piece, pants tucked into knee high heavy Freeman boots, a leather shirt, and the typical floor length leather duster that was only worn by Freemen. He was an intimidating person with a neatly trimmed chin beard and moustache. Link had never looked him in the face before but when he looked into his eyes he saw the face of a fine looking, handsome, square jawed man with peircing blue eyes. The kind of eyes that if you looked at them too long could see into the most forbiden parts of your soul. Link guessed that he was about six to eight years older than himself and although Link was self assured with his bull strength, he was himself intiminated with men who wore an aura of self assured maturity. Link stood and walked toward the wire in a non threatening manner. "I understand." Link said softly looking down at his nudity. He slowly began to talk about himself. He was a breeder separated from his woman. They had no children. Somehow through a set of confused circumstances she was murdered and though circumstantial evidence and a couple of bad character witnesses was judged guilty by the Core he came from. Slaves were never sold within the same Hold they came from. He claims he was innocent and had been set up. Link was sentenced to be sold into slavery for the rest of his life. The RingMaster listened and empathized but stressed to Link that it was not his fault that the slave found himself in this position and while he was sorry if he truly was innocent. But the reality of the situation was that he had purchased him in good faith and he would be his slave until he was sold, traded or died. "I usually do not discuss my intentions with my slaves but because of my particular situation right now I will. If for no other reason to satisfly myself that even though I now own you, body and soul. you will have some idea what direction I am going when I begin your training."He further explained to Link, "You were a bargain as no one wanted to buy such a big ugly man and you have a reputation of being mean and incorrigible." "If I have your dick and balls removed you would be broken more easily. But seeing the size of your cock it would be a waist; however, I've always wanted a big man slave with a smooth crotch!" "You're a T'weener." Link said dispassionately.. "Yes!" replied the RingMaster "and lucky for you I just happen to like big ugly men!" The RingMaster laughed at his joke. "Hurrump!" grunted Link. "Here's my situation. I've become a successful business man and have all the luxuries I need but I don't have one thing. I don't have anyone that I want to bond with in the way I need. In essence, I want a companion!. I don't want a 'tweener lover nor a 'tweener slave-lover! I don't want a lover of any kind! So in conversations with my good friend the Sherough, he suggusted something I had not thought of, why not buy what I want and train it to be what I need? I don't believe that relationships based on mutual give and take last very long or would be full filling to me. In any relationship someone must be in charge, a leader, an Alpha male. Any relationship that I'm a part of, it's going to be me! Now, you may ask why am I talking to you, a slave convicted of murder, about relationships? Well, it's simple. Anyone who owns a slave has some sort of relationship with them and they vary in degree. I don't discriminate against my own kind. I simply can't find what I'm looking for among them. I want someone I can train and mold into the companion I want. I didn't wish to start with someone that has preconceived ideas about male sex. Nor do I want a previously owned slave that has already been broken in by another person. You on the other hand are new to slavery, consider yourself a breeder and are the sort of raw material I was looking for, for my purposes. Then why pick you as ugly as you are? Well, I don't care for pretty men and you don't have be good looking to suck my dick. Then the price was right!" Here the RingMaster paused and waited for a response. "What will you expect of me?" was all that Link could think to ask. "As my companion, you will be trained to take care of all my sexual needs and if I feel I can trust you, you will be given more responsibilities. You will be my personal man servant. You will be trained to see to my personal hygiene. You will keep my leathers and boots cleaned and polished. You will become an integral part in my business. I knew when I bought you that you considered yourself a breeder but after my training you will not be. You will find that your greatest joy and pleasure will be to satisfy me." "Hurummp!" grunted Link. "I also knew that you would be a difficult slave to break. That presents a challenge to me and make no mistake I intend to get the maximum return on my investment. Now what should we do with your cock and balls? It makes little difference to me whether you have them or not as you will be trained to please me one way or the other." Link remained silent and the RingMaster and watched Link closely. A long silence insued. "Well, if you have no preference then I'll send for the cutter." And he turned to walk away from the cage. "No, please Sir.."Link spoke softly "No, what? Slave." "Please don't remove my genitals. I will try to become the slave you want, Sir." "You will refer to me as Master. Now would you like to make your request again slave?" Another long silence. Then with his face turned away Link spoke, "Please Master, don't have my dick and balls cut off." "You will also show me respect slave. Now you have one more chance." Link knew he was lost and moved in the cell to kneel in front of his owner with hands clasped together "Please Master, let me serve you as a man. Let me keep what makes me a man. It's true I prefer women but I am not afraid of sex with a man. I've had my share. It's time for me to pledge myself to something in life and you are my only option. Please leave me with some dignity Master and I will try my best to please you." "That's more like it, Slave!" The RingMaster hesitated for a few minutes admiring the size and raw physical beauty of his new slaves body. A body by God! But that face could stop a clock at fifty paces. "Alright Slave. I won't have them removed.. But I want something in return. I want you to understand that if you ever become unruley, combatant, try to escape, or fail to respond instantly, without question, to any order I give you, I will not only have them removed, I will have my cook prepare them in a nice wine sauce and eat them in front of you! In short, if you want to live as a man you will exhibit the strength of a man to accept his situation and conform against his will. It will become easier for you in time as your spirit will be broken to my will. If you don't agree to that then we can do it the hard way. Do you understand?" "Yes, Master!" Link turned to look his new owner in the eye and continued, "I will agree to all you have said if you will let me live as a man." "Do not misunderstand me, slave. While I may let you keep your manhood make no mistake, you are my property, a slave now and for the rest of your life. I am a stern, strict, demanding Master and since you will be my personal slave I will expect more from you than my other slaves, especially in light of our agreement: however, you will find as you come to know me, if you obey me and show me the respect I demand, I am a fair man. Whatever I order you to do I expect you to do immediately no matter how unusual it may seem. With that in mind you may , on ocassion, be subjected to some humiliation but keep in mind that it suits my purpose to place you in that position and while you may not understand , I expect you to make the best of it. My purpose may or may not become clear to you later. That is not my concern. Over a period of time I will break your spirit then slowly rebuild you to be the companion I want. You will keep your body in shape and fit to look at all times as you will rarely ever be allowed to wear clothes again. You will have a plug inserted in your ass that will be locked in place with a leather harness of my design. I have already ordered it and the Leather Master is making it now. The only time the plug will be removed is when you have to take care of your bodily functions and then you must never touch it. You will come to me and politely request to relieve yourself. I will remove it for you to clean while you are relieving yourself. When finished you will return to me and politely request me to reinsert my plug. It will then be strapped in tight until I remove it, for what ever reason. From time to time I will wish to fuck your ass like woman's pussy and so you will start getting use to the idea you will immediately start referring to it as, your pussy. The plug in you butt is to remind you at all times that your hole belongs to me and if I see fit to turn it into a cunt, I will! You will wear a small plug to begin then when you have become comfortable with that I will have you wear a larger size until you become comfortable with the largest. I will tolerate no moaning nor bitching during your trainning process. If you insist I will either have a hard rubber plug in your mouth as well as your ass. Or I might have your vocal cords severed and your tongue removed. That's not likely to happen as you seem like a reasonable man that will at least listen. So hear me well when I tell you these things! They will come to pass and you will find that you are being conditioned to accept your place in my world. on my terms. Do you understand slave?" "Yes, Master." "You may even come to feel a deep love for me. It's not uncommon for a slave to fall in love with their Masters. I may or may not come to love you, but you will never know. You will always, first and formost, be my property! If you never feel affection for me it is not important to our contract. As long as you respond to trainning and progress at a reasonable pace I will be satisfied that you are making an attempt to keep your part of the agreement. If nothing else, you will come to respect me! Do you understand what I have told you, slave?" "Yes, Master, I understand." "I don't expect you to agree nor really be comfortable with what I tell you but it really doesn't matter. I find that if I take the time to list my expectations then when I order you to do something it won't be totally new and rather than hesitate or question one of my commands, incurring my anger and possibly loosing your manhood, you will respond quickly and willingly." he continued, "There is no greater embarrassment for a Master than to have a slave question his order in front of someone else. You will be required to take my piss on occasion, especially in social situations, but you will be trained slowly.. I don't expect you to be the perfect slave overnight. Furthermore, as you know, it is a ritualistic custom of the Clan men to offer slaves treats from their bodies and it is considered an insult to the Freeman that offers it if you refuse. It is also reflects badly on the owner of that slave not to have trained him well enough to greatfully accept the Freeman's gift. Link grunted in distaste. "Surely you did the same to the slaves in your Hold when you were a Freeman, didn't you slave?" "Yes Master, but I never considered being the one that had to consume it." "Well, now you are a slave and you will eat any offered to you with my approval." "But don't worry about that! You will be conditioned and quite ready for it long before you taste mine. Then it will be sometime before you will be allowed out with me in society; I do not wish to be embarrassed by a slave that is not perfectly trained, conditioned to respond correctly and politely in all social situations. At the end of my trainning period you will find that you probably have developed a taste for it and look forward to social gatherings.. Also you will be taught to use your mouth like a second pussy for my cock. I will teach you how I like to have it sucked and what you must do to get me off. Sometime you may be required to service me for long periods of time as I enjoy laying back and reading while someone sucks on me. Then when I finish reading you will be ordered to get me off and I don't expect a lazy blow job. You will use your head pussy as I will instruct you until you get me off. You will treat my come as a sacred offering to you and swallow every drop you can get. You will be expected to try to recover any that has spilled with your tongue. Because you have been imprinted as a breeder, you will probably require long trainning sessions and may have some resistance to trainning. I expect that! I understand, but you will be required to do it again and again until you get it right. Even then if I'm not pleased nor convinced you are sincere when you thank me for allowing you to receive my come you will do it again. By the time you've sucked my dick for that long a period of time it will become the sweetest thing you have ever taken in your mouth. You will be trained to beg to service me. You will be trained to beg to feel my cock up your pussy. You will be trained to beg to consume ny waste and beg for more. You will be trained to drain my bladder and suck hard on my cock like a young calf hoping for more. There may be occassions that I may offer either of your pussys to one of the Freemen if he is my guest for the evening. If he wishes to use your ass I will remove your plug and you will immediately hit the position on the edge of the bed. Grab your arms around your legs so your rosebud will be at his best advantage for mounting you. You will give him as good a fuck as you will be trained to give me. If he should wish for you to suck on him first to get him erect, you will give him your best. You will be allowed to ejaculate only when I give you permission. Any accidents will be harshly punished until you learn control. With the harness that's being prepared for you is a metal cock and ball cage that will hold them locked into place. It is for several reasons. First, you will be working physically around the Circus and since you will be wearing nothing but the harness and boots it will keep your cock and balls safe and from flopping about. Secondly, you will not be able to play with yourself to jack off behind my back. Your cock and balls belong to me now. They are no longer yours! Remember that! Thirdly, you will not be tempted to fuck one of my other slaves nor anyone else that might offer you the opportunity. I will tell you when and what you may do with your cock. Since you have a rather sizeable tool I might find it amusing to have you fuck one of my Eunuch boys that has been unruly or one of the other Master's slave if requested. But most of the time you will not be allowed to come. You will find that by restricting your access to your cock that you will slowly began to look forward to servicing me as your only sexual outlet. Then when you realize that you have come to accept pleasing me is your greatest purpose in life, then you will begin to become a useful slave." The RingMaster considered their verbal contract a trade off. Link began to understand his situation and just how psychologically devastating this personality, his new owner, could be. He seemed to be able to read the slaves mind and was five jumps ahead of Link at all times. Link was not allowed to wear clothing except in the cold of winter when he was allowed to wear warm leather leggings that was surround by a black leather kilt. His ass and crotch were uncovered under the kilt for immediate access by his owner who was seen more than once with his hand up the back of Link's kilt. Of course he wore a heavy black leather shirt and a warm short leather jacket. Only the male neighbro's/freemen were allowed to wear the traditional full length leather duster that fell to within about two inches from the ground. The leather was treated then sealed with black rubber on the outside for extra warmth and weather protection. It was the custom to keep them clean and well shined by their slaves. They were worn for all occasions especially where the entire community would gather. Young men were initiated into the order of manhood by a secret ceremony in which, at the end, were given their rightful place in the man clan and were given their first full length coat. It set them apart from the other youth and the male slaves. Link wore a large black butt plug strapped in his ass tightly by the black leather harness he wore.During the warm months it was his only apparel other than a heavy pair of work boots that laced to the knee that his Master had made for him . Then his large cock and balls flopped around in the metal cage as he worked and if you looked closely, and people did, every time Link bent his waist or squatted down on the heels of his boots the plug was there for the world to see. Little boys were always running past him trying to touch the big black plug as he worked. The children were fasanated with his nudity but were afraid to go anywhere close to him because of his mean ugly face. Link would never have hurt one of the children. He saw them as the children he would never have and would have laid his life down to save one from harm and did on several occasions. He became a fixture in the community carrying out his Master's orders. Speaking in a soft baritone voice to those he must and quickly avoided the rest of the populus. Sense the Circus traveled to all the Holds during the warmer months he was known to all as the RingMaster's personal servant. The Freemen of the Core, because of Link's bravery in rescuing children on several occasions, became very protective of him and would allow no one to ridicule, humiliate, nor harrass him. He grew to keep his promise to his Master and was gradually given more responsibilities and freedoms. He knew he would be in the service of his Master for the rest of his life and couldn't imagine a brighter future.. Link had little hair when his Master purchased him almost twenty years ago. He was now completely bald. The RingMaster was not a demonstrative man. Link came to know the man and read him like the back of his own hand. The RingMaster had never said the words but Link knew,.....he knew ......and he returned that Love through his devotion to the only person he had ever loved in his life! The Ring Master came to depend on Link more and more and took him into his confidence when discussing business. Link was a great listener and only when his Master would ask him a direct question would he speak. His Master had trained him that way and it was second nature to him. But when he did speak, it was with a strong, well thought out, opinion. Sometimes his Master was struck dumb by his intelligence. How could such an ugly brute be that intelligent? The RingMaster didn't look upon Link as ugly. He saw a incrediably strong faced masculine man, one he was proud to have walk by his side. He was glad he had Link wear no cloths all these years. He still had the body of a God even today! People would stop dead in their tracks to see this nude, lumbering Gargoyle, with a body many women of the hold had dreamed about, walking along slightly behind his Master. The RingMaster admitted only to himself and his closest friend, the Sherough of the Hold Bud Cummings, that had fallen in love with link the first time he saw him chained in the Slaver's cage. He had trained Link well. Link had worked hard to keep his verbal contract with his Master , and his Master came to Love him very much. Link developed a need for bondage over the years and his Master would oblige him for periods of up to 72 hours in total immovable bondage. Only on those occasions was Links harness and cage removed. He would still retain his plug and he would be carefully monitered by his Master. He was usually suspended in the air so all his holes and genitalia could be gotten to easily. It was on these occasions that the Master would have one of his eunuch T'weener boys come in and suck Link off. Even in total bondage Link would rithe like a catapiller in hot ashes at the exstacy of having his cock sucked. The Master trained the boy on himself to buiild a man up just to the point of no return and then stop. He would order the boy to do this exquisite torture to Link over and over until he gave the boy a node. Link would almost drown the poor kid but he was trained to hold it all without spilling a drop or he would be severely punished by his Master. Then he would go to his Master and spit the big mans seed into a small sterile glass the Master had provided. Over the years Link, unknowingly, had sired fourteen children of the hold, including the Sherough Bud Cumming's Son Kayote, the love of his life. His Master, on occassion, unknown to Link, would sub for the Eunuch boy!
End Part IV Waddie Greywolf Waddie8@earthlink.net
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