The Advertisement The Master was tired of seeking new blood from the clubs he often frequented, instead thought that placing an advertisement in the press may get him the young blood he was looking for. He decided to place the ad in two areas: the local daily press and the monthly S&M magazine.

The ad went like: Wanted energetic and young submissive rubber companion. The Master – a rubber fanatic; well built, forthright and strict.

The day the ad was placed in the daily newspaper he received one call but as he interrogated the caller it was obvious he was not a rubber submissive. The candidate had no rubber apparel but appeared to be a genuine submissive. The Master had two strict criteria: Submissive and must has an affliction for Rubber! Others which are less important are age, body appearance and attitude.

It was the fifth day after placement of the ad that reaped some reward for the Master. As he had received a call from a 23 year old male who needed to be dominated, with rubber as the impetus to his submissive nature.

The Master needed to meet this young man to ensure he was genuine. He instructed the prospective slave to come to his house dressed appropriately in his best rubber for further inspection.

The time for the meeting was just on dusk, 6.00pm to be exact. The young man obeyed the Master and turned up at the house in his best rubber gear. It comprised of a black rubber biker outfit complete with tight rubber knee high boots. It also included a full-face mask and gloves. He did not wear the mask, but had it in his hands, as the Master had instructed that he wanted to see his face on opening the front door of his house.

A knock was heard on the front door at exactly 6.00pm. The Master proceeded to open the front door and was happy with what he saw. A young virile rubber clad man who appeared to respond to initial eye contact and hand gestures. The Master was dressed in a similar outfit but the rubber was thicker and tighter and his boots when all the way up to his groin area. The Master did notice that his prospective slave also had an enormous hard-on which could be seen through his rubber attire.

The Master gestured to come in and guided the man to his main lounge room where he again gestured to sit down. The youngster complied. The Master introduced himself and proceeded to spell out what he was looking for and expected.

The man noticed in front of him on the table was a syringe with some type of clear substance in it. The Master aware that the youngster had noticed the syringe commenced to explain its purpose.

The Master said, ‘the syringe contains a truth serum. I intend to inject this into you and then ask you a series of questions about your feelings for rubber and servitude to me. If your answers are what I am looking for I will initiate you into a life of complete rubber submission and service to me’.

While under the influence of the drug the Master intended also to find out what made the young man tick and how to use the man’s sexual needs and wants against him to ensure his servitude.

The Master proceeded to inject the man with the drug. After a period of 15 minutes the man was ready for the questions.

‘Is rubber a turn on for you?’

‘Yes, it was there for my first orgasm’

‘Why is it a turn on?’ ‘The smell and look particularly the smell is like a sexual trigger. It just makes me want to fondle my cock and cum. It has also been like this ever since I saw my uncle wear a shiny black rubber raincoat and rubber boots. I used to hide in his cupboard and jackoff while touching, smelling, kissing and licking his rubber boots and coat’

‘How old were you’

‘I was 9 or 10 years old. It was my first experience and it just made my cock grow’

“Did your uncle know about this?’

“Not at first. He caught me in the closet and noticed my big cock. For about two years after that he introduced me to more rubber cloths and boots. It was through my sexual experiences with him that I was trained to respond to rubber and be submissive in his presence, particularly while he was wearing rubber and boots.’

‘Have you ever served any other dominant rubber men?’

‘Only one other. My uncle introduced me to him after he left for overseas. He was in his middle forties and was very strict who made me wear some item of rubber clothing at all times. I served him for about three years until he to moved away and I was too young to follow him.

‘Are you prepared to completely give up all your rights and follow my instructions implicitly if I choose to take you on?’

‘Yes. I have been searching for a true rubber master for many years now.’

‘Good’.

‘Now I want you to tell me what your most favorite pieces of rubber are and why they are so. Also from your next response onwards you will address me as Sir or Master.’

‘Yes, Master. My favorite pieces of rubber are boots particularly a pair I have above the knees. I love them because they typify a man’s presence. I also have a full helmet gas mask and enjoy this because the enclosed feeling and potent smell of rubber is forced through my nose and into my body. I also have a butt plug and love this because I have been taught to accept this as a form of submission. It also represents a man’s cock going up my arse which I find very gratifying and stimulating, Master.’

‘Good. Now tell me your full name and the address where you live.’

‘My name is Robert Trimble and I live at 45 Beckerman Lane in Melbourne, Sir’.

‘O.K. Robert I want you now to relax and close your eyes. When you wake we will talk and play.’

‘Yes, Master.’

On Robert’s awakening his new master had prepared the main bedroom for his new slave’s sexual initiation.

To be continued…

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