SkinMarvin Gay Stories

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Chapter 5 - The Young Master Learns

Johnnie was very young to be a master, but his sexual experience was extensive and held him in good stead. Geoffrey was learning many new ways from Collin on how to be a good slave. Johnnie had bought Geoffrey a new collar and lead. The collar was in black leather, studded with large sharp studs, and slave rings at the back and 2 at the front. The lead matched the collar but was half metal chain and half leather. They had picked them together. Geoffrey had been keen to get them as soon as possible, and they had to be the best available. As well as the collar and lead, Geoffrey had persuaded Johnnie to buy some cuff shackles and leg shackles which fix to the collar. When fitted, they make the slave look great, and Geoffrey says he feels more of a slave, therefore better able to be of service to his master.

While shopping for the collar and lead, they also saw many slave items, such as dog muzzles, dog tails, solid bar shoulder and cuff shackles, as well as the same for the legs. Cages, dog kennels, iron doors for cells, and the list was endless. Johnnie, ever the budding businessman, could see potential in setting up a slave play room in some warehouse or workshop, where masters and slaves could play out their fantasies. Johnnie was now well equipped to consider these things, as his bank balance was steadily growing with his growing prostitution. Added to this, his share of the garage profits, and you could say he was well off. His thoughts of a playroom, were an extension of his already growing business acumen, and would see Johnnie becoming a wealthy man in the future.

After 2 weeks of being in England, Johnnie and Geoffrey had taken up many of the ways of the diaper skins. Geoffrey had to strip to diapers and boots as soon as he arrived home, and would not dress until he left for the Tech College the next morning. Johnnie would have sex with Geoffrey several times each night, then would chain Geoffrey with the wrist and leg cuffs to the rear bed post. Geoffrey had enough leash to enter his dog kennel, where there was warm bedding for him. This was at Geoffrey's insistence, and a part of his wanting to be a better slave. Johnnie was not keen at first, but had gotten used to the idea after a few days. Johnnie still missed waking up to Geoffrey curled up in his loins, his smell of urine and rubber wafting up to him. But he always released Geoffrey as soon as he awoke, and brought him into his bed to cuddle and fuck him before they showered and dressed for the day.

While at the training school, they had to wear overalls; they could not wear their skin gear. Their diapers were still quite obvious, and many guys in their class, mostly the rockers and rev heads, made fun of them, but only once. Both Johnnie and Geoffrey let them know that they wore them as a diaper skin, not because they were sissies. They all went home with broken noses and many bruises. Even though they could not wear their skin gear, they could wear their 14-hole steel cap boots with their overalls, and they made sure their attackers felt the full force of their power. Both Johnnie and Geoffrey were good fighters, and seldom came off the worst.

About 3 weeks after they had arrived in England, GH asked them to go with him to a party with friends out in the Southern countryside. It was at a large country mansion, and all the guests were homosexual, and would be in costume. GH said he wanted them to go as they were, and to make sure Geoffrey had all his slave gear with him. He said that the guy who owned the house had a dungeon set up with many bondage and slave items, and they would be able to really explore this side of their love. Both Johnnie and Geoffrey were excited at the thought of being able to extend their sexual repertoire. It would also allow Johnnie to see a fully set up playroom, and how it is used. GH picked them up in a limousine, and with luggage and Geoffrey's dog kennel, the boot and interior was full. It took over an hour to drive through the winding country lanes to arrive at the magnificent country house; with it's curved gravel driveway, manicured lawns, and topiary hedges. They were well out of their league here, and they both felt it, but the owner, Marmaduke Huston Wilder made them welcome, and asked them to call him Duke. After showing them to their room, complete with rubber sheets (GH insisted on their behalf), they were given the grand tour. They and GH were the only overnight guests, with the other guests arriving later for the party. The house had 10 bedrooms, usual servants quarters (although only 3 servants were left), 4 bathrooms, usual dinning, library, sitting, and casual lounge rooms. The dungeons were situated under the servant's quarters. They were originally the wine room, coal room, and storage rooms. All had now been converted to theme playrooms. The 1st was a bondage room. This had many forms of chains, leather and rope contraptions, to hold your victim motionless, while you raped or tortured him. It was an exciting room, and Johnnie could feel his loins reacting. The 2nd room was the slave room. This room was filled with cages, jail cells, shackles on the walls and floor. Again, Johnnie was sexually excited by the connotations his mind now saw. The 3rd and last room was a wet room. Hoses, funnels, gas masks, and many other items Johnnie had never seen before were laid out ready for use. However, he could not see any diapers. As he looked, Duke said in a casual way that his housekeeper had found some diaper products for us, and would have them here before the fun started tonight. He had read my mind or GH had requested it for us. Johnnie never found out.

The night started with drinks at 7pm in the sitting room. Johnnie and Geoffrey dressed in their best skinhead uniforms, their best diapers and the new rubber over pants they had found in a shop in Southampton. They made sure their heads were clean-shaven, and their tattoos were highly visible when their jackets were off. They wanted all to see they were not in costume, but true skins. Geoffrey had bought a Fred Perry shirt. This was a new shirt style the skinheads were wearing in England, coupled with their braces, worn hanging down over their jeans, looked great. Their new 14-hole Doc Martin steel cap boots shone in the light. Johnnie decided to wear his usual navy work shirt with his red braces. It made him feel tougher and more in control of Geoffrey. The other guests came as Cleopatra, roman soldiers, clowns etc. Most were effeminates, which turned Johnnies stomach. However, there were a couple of serious looking leather men and bikers, who would give Johnnie a serious hard time in a fight, but Johnnie knew he could beat them. He was faster, and played dirty quickly and would catch them off guard. Johnnie smiled at the thought. Geoffrey had his slave chains on. He dutifully laid at Johnnies feet every time Johnnie stopped to talk to people, or sat to rest or drink.

Johnnie noticed a couple of leather men move towards the stairs heading to the dungeons. He decided to wait a few minutes, then follow them to check out what they were up too, and see if he could participate. After talking to GH, he moved to the stairs with Geoffrey in tow. The leather men were in the bondage room. They had grabbed one of the effeminates, and had stripped him down to only his boots, although Johnnie could not remember the guy wearing boots previously. Then he saw a row of work boots in the corner with a neat pile of white heavy work socks. The leather men had chained the guy to a wheel, which was solid around the outside, and open in the center. The chains held the guy in an X shape, and the leather men moved the wheel to the position they wanted. One leather man was fucking the guy at the rear, while another was face fucking the guy in front. The third leather man was fondling, licking and biting the remaining visible flesh. The guy seamed to be enjoying the bondage, and reacted with zest. On seeing us, the leather men ceased what they were doing, and asked if we would like to join the fun, and would I like to place my slave up for bondage training. Geoffrey said he would like to try, as long as I was present at all times. I agreed, and one of the leather men, I felt was the leader, decided to chain Geoffrey to the fisting table. The diapers fascinated all, and each wanted to fuck Geoffrey with them on, as they had never done that before, and said they did not know diaper slaves existed. Each of us raped Geoffrey, as well as 2 other guests, the bikers, and when finished, Geoffrey said that he enjoyed the experience of being bound so he could not move. He said the feeling of being under someone else's control without being able move was a turn on. I decided to try the X rack for myself, and the bikers were very willing to help me out. Geoffrey stood by in case things got rough, but need not have worried. I was chained facing the X rack, and was raped by several guys. I lost count in the ecstasy I felt in the hopelessness I felt at not being in control. Yes, this was a great turn on, and I had to do it again and again and again. That night, I tested every bondage unit set up in the room, and enjoyed every raped moment. Not once did they remove my diapers. Each guy who raped me wanted to do it with my skin gear on and my diapers on.

The night was long, and we still had 2 rooms to go. The slave room was as exciting as the bondage room. Slave rings, slave cages, jail rapes. Each had it's own excitement. Duke left no stone unturned to make the experiences as real as possible. Duke had employed 3 gay jailers from the local jail and also 4 ex inmates to make sure you really got value for your incarceration. You were stripped, hosed off in the wet area with cold water, body cavity searched, then dressed in prison clothes, and boots. Geoffrey and I were allowed to place on clean diapers before our prison uniforms. We were then taken to the warden's office and read the rules. Once this was done, we were introduced to our cellmates. Geoffrey and I were in separate cells, and were immediately set on by our cellmates, watched on by the guards. We were fucked, fist fucked, face fucked and had cumm spread over every inch of our bodies. This all occurred in about 1 _ hours. It is a feeling I will never forget, knowing that there is nothing you can do to help your self, as the guards watch, and occasionally join in, so getting them to help you is not going to happen. The cages were great fun, and similar to the one's used at the initiation party. The dog slave outfits were exciting but not for us.

Finally we came to the wet room. I had left this to last, as I felt that Geoffrey and I would spend the most time here. Duke had several beds set up with rubber covers and sheets, as well as areas with soft rubber on the floor. The gas masks with the funnel on the end of a hose intrigued me, until I saw it in use. While Geoffrey was trying the mask out with me urinating into the funnel, 2 guys entered the room. They immediately came up to us, and asked if we wore the diapers all day every day. I said yes, and they seemed to hesitate for a while, then the blond guy asked us if we would help them to dress in diapers, and have some fun with them. Geoffrey and I looked at each other amazed, then agreed. Ashley, the blond, and Bruno the dark haired guy then stripped while Geoffrey and I laid out the diapers and rubber over pants on the bed with the baby powder and Vaseline. Geoffrey diapered Bruno, while I diapered Ashley. Once again, there were boots and socks supplied in the room, and they placed on a pair each. Geoffrey and I stripped down to our diapers and boots, and took our protŽgŽ's to separate beds. Ashley had a strong male odor that permeated my nostrils giving me an instant hard on. His body was muscular yet soft, tall yet fitted into my loins as if built specifically for them. We fondled, kissed, bit and clawed each other, exploring each other's masculinity. Although Ashley was obviously the dominant partner, he relaxed and allowed me to lead and take control. Geoffrey had the same reaction, and we had several hours of delightful diaper sex with the four of us. Ashley found my pissing in his diapers stimulating and had cum in his diapers before I had emptied my bladder. Bruno even went as far as defecating in his diaper and found he had done it without realizing he had. This was the first time I had seen a persons mind take control like that, and decided to check out this side of diaper wearing.

The party broke up late in the morning, with breakfast for those still there, out on the patio facing the manicured lawns. Ashley and Bruno were still there, and came over and sat with us. Ashley asked if they could see us again in Southampton. We agreed, and arranged to meet them next weekend. GH had a big smile on his face. He leaned over and said
"I knew you 2 would be a big hit. You made a big impression on our leather friends as well as our biker friends. I see too, Ashley and Bruno seem to want more of your action".
"We have arranged to see them in Southampton next weekend". I said.
"Oh no, you are invited to join the Duke again for fun and frolics in the dungeon next weekend. I will make sure Ashley and Bruno are here. No party this time, just good fun for the 6 of us. Did I tell you Duke is my better half? That's why I come to England so often. I live in the Island because Daddy says so, but when I am called to the bar, I will leave the Island and join Duke here permanently".

Our trip back to Southampton was uneventful, with all 3 of us dozing most of the way. Geoffrey and I could not stop talking about the weekend and Ashley and Bruno. We both felt a bond with them both. I hoped this bond would continue.

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