My name is Sing; I have been my master’s boy since I was about eleven years old. When I was a child I was given to my master by my parents who could no longer deal with my tantrums and attitude, nor could they afford to raise me, I was an accident in a country where life is cheap and very expendable. At first I was a house boy, left to clean, cook and wait on my master, sex did not enter the picture until I was much older. I did not always behave and was beaten and made to stand in my room for hours to think about my actions, it did not take long for me to learn to keep my feelings to myself, hold my tongue and do as I was told. There were two other boys Lei 25 years old and Pai 19 years old, both were called boy, as was I, you had to watch, listen and pay attention to know what or who master wanted. I served our master first and the elder boys second who usually treated me poorly like they also were my masters. I washed their clothes and cooked their food, sometimes they had me gi...
By Seth Cybertar