Logan and Ryan had been friends of mine since childhood. We had studied together until high school and, although we had gone our separate ways in college, we still meet frequently, as neither of us had a partner yet, and we loved to have fun together. They were straight, but they had been totally accepting of my coming out as a teenager and it hadn't changed their attitude towards me or our friendship at all. I was deeply fond of them.
But now their visit totally threw me off. Of course, it was not a "self-invitation". I had repeatedly invited them to come and meet me when I moved to the village to study for my competitive examinations. But, of course, that had been before I met my masters. My mind was full of doubts, as it was the first time that my current situation, as a slave of a couple, could clash with what had been my "normal" life until then. Up to that point I had kept both lives separate. In fact, during the weeks I had been serving James and Tony, they had allowed me to go and meet my family and friends in the capital on a couple of occasions (I had also meet Logan and Ryan those times), but, naturally, I had kept my life in the village a secret from everyone close to me.
And now, what to do? Anyway, what was clear to me was that now my life no longer belonged to me, so the first thing I had to do was to consult with my owners. So, that afternoon, after asking his permission, I showed the message to Tony, who was asking me for a while about my two friends and the relationship that linked me to them. After this he said to me cheerfully:
-Well, naturally tell them yes, they are welcome here. You're not going to be so rude as not to welcome them, are you? You have to take care of your friends -he winked at me knowingly. However, I didn't like the way this was going. Tony then added, after thinking for a while: -Listen, I'm going to tell you what we are going to do...
Saturday came, the day Logan and Ryan were coming. I was waiting for them at home, terribly nervous. I knew that after that weekend, my relationship with my best friends would never be the same again. Shortly before noon, there was a knock at the door and I hurried to open it. Logan and Ryan appeared and hugged me, while greeting me warmly. The truth is that feeling their affection was something that always touched me.
-Well, Douglas, you are well settled in -said Ryan jovially, glancing around the house. He was the most outgoing of us, always cheerful and making jokes. He was also a very handsome boy, with an athletic body, and had always been quite successful with the girls. I always thought I was lucky not to have fallen in love with him, something frequent, as you know, among gays and their straight friends. Logan, on the other hand, was more intellectual, he was also handsome but his appearance was rather nerdy and he did not have a well-groomed body. He had always been more withdrawn, although he was a really smart guy.
-Well, I do my best -I replied in his same jovial tone. I showed them around the house and then we ate in the living room. After lunch I showed them around the village and the surrounding area, although I refrained from going into the bar, I don't know what excuse I had. During all this time we were chatting about a thousand things, remembering old experiences and I felt really good, very relaxed and happy, forgetting a little of what I knew was going to happen later.
In the late afternoon we went back home and relaxed with some drinks that I had prepared. We were chatting quietly when the doorbell rang. It was already dark. I assumed the bar would be closed by now. On Saturdays it closed at dinner time and then reopened at midnight. Logan and Ryan looked at me a little surprised:
-Are you expecting someone? -Logan asked me. Without answering I went to open the door and made my masters, Tony and James, come into the living room. As soon as they were inside, I knelt down before them and said to my lifelong friends:
-Logan, Ryan, this is Tony and James. They are my masters. I am their slave and I live only to serve them. They are my superiors. And not only them, I am inferior to any free man, I am also inferior to you and, at this moment, I want to ask for your forgiveness. Forgiveness for having dared to treat you all these years as equals, being far below real men like you.
I had had to memorize this whole rant by order of my masters, of course, although I said it with all the conviction in the world. As you can imagine, my friends were totally speechless, with their mouths open, completely astonished at what they had just heard. At that moment Tony and James held out their hands, which they shook still dumbfounded, and they all sat down, while Tony ordered me:
-Slave, you know how you have to be in our presence. And pour us some drinks. Now!
I undressed immediately, feeling myself die when I saw the curious glances of my friends at my chastity cage and my anal plug. I took advantage of my master's order to get out of the way and go to the kitchen to prepare the drinks. When I returned, the four of them were chatting animatedly. Let's not forget that Tony and James were magnificent conversationalists and born seducers, so in a few minutes they had my friends eating out of their hand, as they had done with the whole village. Naturally, all the conversation was focused on me at that moment, and my friends, having overcome their initial astonishment, were asking them a thousand questions about our relationship. I, on the other hand, as soon as I served them drinks, took my position, kneeling next to Tony.
My friends still couldn't believe their eyes, and, although I kept my gaze down, I could feel their curious stares, dead embarrassed. As the conversation progressed, and especially as my friends drank more, they began to become uninhibited, and to address me:
-So you like to serve others, Doug - Ryan said to me with a mocking smile. He had never used that diminutive to refer to me before-. The truth is that I would never have thought such a thing...
-Fuck, and to accept to wear that you have to be really obedient... -said Logan, pointing to my chastity cage.
Then James decided to take it further and said:
-Slave, what do you think if you take care of relaxing our feet as you know?
I was embarrassed, so I went over to him and took off his sneakers. I began to massage his huge feet, to the fascinated gaze of my friends. Not content with that, he immediately ordered me to lick them, which caused Logan and Ryan to be even more astonished. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my task, trying to forget where I was. In a few minutes James said what I feared:
-Well, you're not going to keep your guests unattended, are you? Go ahead!
Feeling humiliated like never before, I crawled on my knees to where Ryan was and started to take off his shoes. I felt intensely his gaze riveted on me as he let it be done. I unlaced him, he had really nice feet and a faint tremendously masculine smell. "Well," I thought, "at least I'm going to enjoy it"...
I started with all my will to lick and massage my best friend's feet with my fingers, feeling really a human waste, but enjoying the sensation. In a few minutes Ryan began to moan with pleasure, and closing his eyes, he exclaimed:
