"Rob." the Master said.

"You will go in this mall and walk to the very far end, that's right the very far end. There you will find a store called Lady of the Night. You will go in and get one of the ladies to measure you for a pink lace up corset to match your outfit. You will tell them you want one that is very, very tight. Do you have that so far?

"Yes Sir." I gulped, now really scared.

"At the far end of the mall a store called Lady of the Night, I get one of the ladies to measure me for a pink lace corset and I tell her I want it to be very, very tight, Sir."

"Good." he said. "Then you will put it on and get her to lace you into it. Put your shorts back on over top of it and then pay for it. You are to wear it back to the limo. Any questions?"

"No Sir. If that is what pleases you Master then I shall obey your command."

"Good off you go. Oh, if we are not here when you get back just stand by the door until we return."

Scared out of my wits I climbed out of the limo. At first no one paid me any attention at all. But once they realized I was a male they all started looking, making comments, shaking heads. There was nothing I could do. I had to obey the Master. So I gritted my teeth and just looked straight ahead as I walked through the mall.

I finally came to the store called Lady of the Night. I went right in, just to get out of the mall. I walked right to the back and waited. Soon a very nice lady came back and asked if she could be of service.

"Look I am sorry I look like this but I have no choice. Please help me purchase what I must, so I can get out of here." I pleaded.

When she had first looked at me and realized I was a man a look of annoyance was on her face. My pleading must have softened her up because she became very helpful.

I explained what I needed and she went and got one. She showed me to a fitting room to put it on. She said once it was on just come to the door and she would tie it up for me.

She was as good as her word. Once the thing was on and snugged up I got dressed again. I left the fitting room and paid for the damned thing. I thanked her profusely as I left.

The walk back through the mall was just a traumatic as the walk in. It seems some of those that had seen me enter were waiting for me to come back out.

There were about 5 or 6 teen boys and girls. They followed real close making all kinds of rude comments and attracting even more attention.

I couldn't say anything or do anything. I just kept my eyes straight ahead and walked steadily on.

My worst nightmare was answered when I stepped outside the mall and saw that the limo was gone. Tears came to my eyes, I couldn't stop them from falling. I stood there petrified. The teens were still giving me a hard time, but so far it had only been verbal. What would I do if they decided to get physical. I could be in real trouble.

Suddenly the kids disappeared. I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness they had gone back into the mall. What I hadn't noticed was the reason, but I sure was about to be enlightened.

A police car pulled up to the curb right in front of me. I heard the vehicle stop and thought it was the limo. When I saw the police car I almost passed out from fright.

Two, big police officers got out of the car. The one that had been on the passenger side just stood there staring at me while his partner made his way around the car. Then they both walked up to me.

"Did you know that there are city ordinances against indecent exposure, pal?" the passenger cop asked.

"Ahhh yes sir." I answered meekly.

"Don't you think this is indecent walking around in public dressed like this?"

"Yes sir it is, but I have no choice. It is part of my initiation into a secret society for computer programmers. If I don't fulfill the initiation I will not get accepted. My whole career depends on this, officer. Please, I know it looks weird but it really isn't that bad and they will be here to pick me up soon." I almost begged.

"A secret society, huh. Somethin' like those University fraternities I take it?"

"Yes officer that's almost exactly what it is like." I quickly responded.

"Whose picking you up?" asked the second officer.

"The executive officers of the group will be picking me up in a limo soon. I think their idea of a joke is to have me stand here for a while. It is very embarrassing officer." I said.

"Yeah, I can imagine. Well were going to let you off but if we ever see you down here dressed like that again, secret society or not, your going to go to a cell for a while. Understand?"

"Oh yes sir, thank you officer. Thank you very much." I almost fell all over them out of gratitude.

"Ok." they said, got in the car and drove off.

I breathed a little sigh of relief, sweat forming on my brow. A little old lady walked by.

"You ought to be ashamed of yourself young man." she snipped as she passed by.

I am lady, I am. I thought to myself. So far I had been lucky. The kids really hadn't caused any trouble. The cops had been good and left me alone. All I needed now was the fucking limo to come back and get me.

More people passed by. More terrible comments. The tears had flooded my eyes again. How much longer was he going to make me stand here. The comments were getting me flustered again and my dick had risen and was throbbing and leaking precum. The only good thing was the panty hose was keeping it from popping up and being really visible.

On top of everything else I started to feel lonely. I hadn't been this alone since the Master took me in. Then a terrible, terrifying thought struck. What if he doesn't come back?

What if he is so pissed at me that he has decided he doesn't want me anymore. Big sobs now began to erupt from me. Tears were flowing freely. Another elderly lady came by and she saw my distress.

"Now, now deary it is not all that bad. You know you wouldn't feel so bad if you were to dress more sensibly."

This only caused me to cry that much harder. The lady was really beginning to be concerned for me. She was mothering me and asking all kinds of dumb questions. I was trying to tell her I was ok when the limo pulled up and Frank taped the horn.

I quickly explained that my, "Daddy" had finally come to take me home.

"That's a good boy she said. Tell your daddy he has to take better care of you in the future."

I don't know what the hell she was thinking of me, and I really didn't want to know. I just opened the door and jumped quickly into the limo. I crawled to the centre and faced the Master.

"Did you do what you were supposed to do Rob?" he asked.

"Yes Sir." I said brushing the tears from my eyes.

"What the hell are you crying about now?"

"I thought maybe you were so mad at me that you had decided you didn't want me anymore, Sir." I said.

"Rob, get one thing straight. If I ever got to the point where I didn't want you around anymore I would never pull a shitty trick like this to get rid of you. We have a contract and I will honour that contract. I am disappointed that you would think such a thing of me."

"I am sorry Master. Strange things kept going through my mind while I stood there waiting. I couldn't help myself. Please forgive me, Master." I cried.

"You silly fuck, Rob. Of course I forgive you. Now slip off the shorts we want to see your corset."

Just happy to be back in the limo I quickly shucked the shorts and lifted the short shirt top.

"Now I think that is very becoming Rob. You look great. Don't you think so Henry?"

"Yes Sir, Rob does look great."

"I will bet that after waiting out in that hot sun so long you must be very thirsty, Rob?" the Master asked.

"Just a little Master. A small drink of water would be fine, Sir."

"Water! No damned way Rob. I think you need a good solid drink with some beef in it. Maybe a nice cold beer. Now you would like a beer wouldn't you?"

"If it pleases you Sir, then I would love a cold beer Sir." I replied, but the last thing in the world I wanted was a beer. A beer meant a bar and I didn't want to go anywhere but back to the mansion.

The Master pressed his little button and said.

"Frank take us to Harold's."

The limo started up and pulled away from the mall. Damned, he is going to take me to a bar and I just know more humiliation.

It only took 10 minutes to get to Harold's Bar & Grill. It, at least, was in the Gay section of town. The limo pulled up and stopped. Frank got out and came back to open the door.

"Now Rob you march yourself right in there and tell the bartender that your Master, Master Scott will be here shortly and would like a table for four. Remember Rob that you are a slave and slave rules apply."

I crawled over to the door and got out. I quickly made my way into the bar. It was a leather bar and the place was full of huge guys all decked out in black leather duds.

The place went deadly quiet when I walked in and boldly waltzed myself up to the bar. I had to squeeze between two mountains in shimmering black leather to give the bartender my message.

The two mountains each had hands and those hands began rubbing my ass. One on each cheek. I was scared again. I passed my message and because the bar was still so quiet, everyone heard.

"Wait here a second." the bartender said.

One of the hands that had been rubbing my butt, moved up and went around my neck. The next thing I know the guy has his tongue halfway down my throat. The other guy, still rubbing my ass with his right hand, moves around and starts to rub between my legs with the other. He can feel my now throbbing cock.

One of these guy could wipe the floor with me and not even breath hard. The two of them now had me locked up tight between them and were having fun. The guy who's tongue was half way down my throat hadn't had a shave in a couple of days and his whiskers were rubbing my face raw.

The other guy was now slapping upward with his hand. Each slap send a torrent of pain through my system. My balls were becoming one mass of pain.

"Hey Jack, let the poor fuck breath for a minute." the guy that was slapping my balls said.

"Beside I want to ram my fucking cock down his faggot throat."

Jack withdrew his tongue and sat back.

"Sure Jeno." he said.

Jeno grabbed me by the neck and brought my face to with in a few inches of his.

"I want that fucking faggot mouth around my cock, bitch, and you better do a good job or you gonna be minus one set of nuts." he growled.

I was scared to death. Where the hell was the Master. He must have known what kind of place this was. How could he leave to the mercy of these depraved bastards. Well I really didn't have any choice, I brought my hand up to undo his zipper. But he slapped my hand away.

"You little faggot bastard. I ought to break every fucking finger on that fucking hand. Use your fucking mouth."

Shaking uncontrollably I bent over and tried to get hold of his zipper with my teeth. It wasn't easy. I had to also use my lips and tongue to get the zipper tag up so I could get hold of it.

Once I got it between my teeth, it wasn't any easier, the zipper didn't want to open. Finally Jeno decided to help by standing up. The zipper then dropped right down. But how the hell do I get his cock out I wondered. Well he didn't waste anytime in letting me know.

"What the fuck are you waiting for cunt. Get your fucking face in there and pull it out."

I lifted my face to the opening in his jeans and recoiled. A terrible, stink emerged. Shit it smelt like he never changed his clothes or washed his meat. It plain stunk. How the fuck was I going to be able to suck that. It was going to make me sick I was sure of it.

I took a deep breath of fresh air and went in looking with my mouth. He wasn't wearing underwear so I found his dick quickly. He was still flaccid so it was not difficult to get a hold of it and get it out.

It tasted of stale piss and old cum, almost as bad as it smelt.

"What the fuck are you waiting for faggot suck that cock." he ordered.

He then grabbed me by the hair, pulled my head back, looked me right in the eye.

"Suck it asshole or I am going to turn your face into mush."

He pushed my head back to his cock and I opened my mouth and began to suck his dirty dick. The moment my tongue touched the head he began to get hard. In no time at all he had a full erection. His cock was a six and a halfer and was uncut. I did my best to make him cum as quickly as possible. I kept hoping the Master would come in and put a stop to this.

"That's the way faggot bitch, suck that man cock." he jeered and laughed.

The others, including his friend Jack cheered him on.

"Oh this faggot really knows how to suck a mean cock."

The taunts and the cheering went on and on. I didn't think the fucker was ever going to cum. But finally I felt his dick tighten in my throat, and knew he was about to unload.

"Oh yeah bitch, gonna fill yer mouth with dick slop and ya better swallow it all. Aggggggggghhhhhhh ya suck it bitch, suck it. aaaaaggggghaa."

He unloaded four good shots and two smaller ones before his balls ran dry. As his dick became flaccid again he pulled out. He gave my head a push with his big hand and I went sprawling across the floor.

"Get your sorry ass the fuck out of here faggot. If you ever come in here again I guarantee you won't be able to walk out."

I got up off the floor and ran quickly for the door. The whole bar erupted in laughter and cat calls. I got outside the door real quick. The limo was still sitting there. The doors closed. The back window came down and the Master was looking at me.

"Who gave you permission to come out of there Rob? I told you to wait until we came in."

"This big guy told me to get out and threatened to break my legs if I ever go back in Master."

"What did you do Rob?"

"I didn't do anything Sir. Just what you told me. The two big guys started manhandling me. One made me suck him and then they threw me out."

"Well Rob I don't think you should be going around antagonizing people. Now you go right back in there and go to that man and apologize for being a jerk."

He had to be crazy. They would kill me. My contract said that he could never do anything that would cause me serious injury. Those guys were going to do just exactly that, if went back in.

What the fuck was I gonna do? Obey my Master and get the shit kicked out of me, or just plain refuse and take whatever punishment he deemed necessary.

With tears in my eyes, I decide that I would take the shit kicking. I signed a contract that said I would do as ordered, and that is exactly what I would do. I would trust him to keep his side of the bargain and protect me.

I turned, opened the door and walked back in. I was scared to death. My legs were shaking and I was on the verge of vomiting, but I moved ahead anyway.

The place became quiet again as soon as I reappeared. Jeno and Jack were still sitting at the bar, but were facing away from me. On shaky legs I walked right up to Jeno and when I was only a foot or so away I went down on my knees.

"Mr. Jeno Sir." I said my voice cracking with fear.

"I am very sorry I was such a jerk before. I am here to take whatever punishment you deem necessary to teach me not to be such a jerk, Sir."

Then I waited to die. Neither he or Jack moved. They just kept drink their beer. After what seemed an eternity, Jeno turned in his seat and faced me. His eyes were like daggers. My heart was racing, maybe I didn't have to worry about getting beaten to death. My heart felt like it was going to burst.

"You sure got balls faggot." he said.

"Now what would you prefer, I break both your fucking legs or cut your balls off and make you eat them?" he growled.

That was it for me. The tension became so great that I just couldn't handle it any longer. Jeno just suddenly faded from sight and I was in darkness.

I awoke in the limo. We were moving along at quite a clip. As I became conscious of where I was I got up quickly onto my knees.

"My, my Rob, your sure do like to sleep." the Master said.

"Did you enjoy your little outing Rob?"

"Yes Master," I lied. "I enjoyed it very much Sir. Thank you Sir."

He just started to laugh and the others joined him. I didn't find anything funny about it at all so didn't. I probably wasn't supposed to anyway. For the rest of the trip they all talked business and ignored me completely.

It was just going on noon hour when we arrived back at the mansion.

"Rob you will go to lunch wearing your pretty pink outfit. You have developed quite a reputation among the other slaves. It might be good for them to see you in such a nice outfit don't you think?"

"You are always right Master and I will obey your every command."

"Yes I am absolutely sure of that now Rob. Have your lunch then go back to your apartment and take the rest of the afternoon for yourself to relax and think about the lessons you were taught today."

"Henry, what time will we be having the coffee?"

"At 8 Sir." Henry answered.