When she entered the room I couldn’t believe my eyes. She and my
Mistress walked by me and looked me over and then proceeded to
the couch. I have never felt so naked and humiliated. After being
a slave for over a year now I was used to the people who
controlled me to see me in bondage and my slavery but I felt so
exposed to have someone from my previous life to see me this way.
Especially the person that I used to cheat on.
My Mistress ordered me to the kitchen to get drinks and to bring
them to them. When I approached the guest with her wine she
smiled a rather vengeful smile and then turned away like I didn’t
exist. As I was about to leave the room my Mistress called me
back and made me stand before them. She asked our guest what she
thought of her slave and ordered me to turn around so I could be
inspected. The bells on my ankles and penis jingled as I moved
and turned in a slow circle. I was told to turn away from them
and my Mistress pulled the whip from the sheath up my ass and
laced the cat across my ass cheeks a couple of times. She then
slid it back up the sheath and ordered me to worship our guest’s
feet. I obeyed and kneeled before her and licked her feet. It had
been a long time since I had seen her feet and I was thinking
that a year ago I would never have thought of kissing them. That
was then and this is now. But I savored the taste of her toes as
I washed them with my tongue as ordered. I was then dismissed.
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The mistresses love to display you to their guests looking this
way which seems to show that they are a powerful mistress. And
you a virile male are completely under their control.
My outfit for the special guest tonight was to be the serving
tray attached to my chest, and held with instead of the leather
fastenings that I had been training all day with, now with red
velvet cords with tassels hanging down. A red velvet belt made
with a cord was also pulled around my waist and tied, with the
ends hanging down my side, also with tassels. A large dildo was
slid up my ass and held in place with red cord attached to my
belt in the back and looped around my balls in the front. Gold
chains were dangled from my balls down about a foot and two
weights were hung from them. Red cord encircled each ankle and
bells and tassels were hung from them and tassels were also hung
from my nipple rings as well as my cock ring. The dildo inside of
me was like a sheath and inside of it was a cat of nine tails
with the handle protruding outside of me. A red gag was also
inserted into my mouth and I was ready.
The next morning I was awakened early and taken to my Mistress
who was eating her breakfast. She told me that tonight she was
having a special guest over and I was going to be the drink
waiter for them and I would start training for it now. I was
taken to a room that was wall to wall leather gear and
attachments. I was told to get up from my crawling position and
to kneel. One wrist was pulled up behind my back and an inch wide
strap was attached to it and then the strap was pulled over my
shoulder and hung on my chest. The same was done to my other
wrist. Then a clear piece of plexiglass about 12 inches by 7
inches was put up to my chest. On one edge was two clips that
attached to my nipples and the other edge had a slot that each of
the leather straps slipped through and then tied. The plexiglass
now became a tray that moved as I moved. Water glasses were put
on it and I could feel their weight on my nipples. I was told to
walk as trained up on my toes and to walk around the room, making
sure not to spill a drop. It took great concentration to keep the
glasses steady. I practiced for about an hour and managed not to
spill very much although my nipples burned from the weight after
the first two minutes. Satisfied that I would perform well enough
I was taken back to the room with all the leather gear and
outfitted for the evening ahead.
After she was satisfied that she was not dripping wet anymore she
took me to the bed and fastened me down spreadeagle and
blindfolded. Then she straddled my face and I buried my tongue
into her sweet hole going deeper that I thought I ever could. I
tried to push it to the very top of her pussy hole. I lashed out
with my tongue to her engorged clit and licked and sucked her
until she cried out again and again. She then lowered her
dripping wet cavern over the top of my cock and dropped all her
weight onto it. It hungrily devoured my cock, bathing it in
scalding female juice and the lust that she was feeling. She rode
me like a prize horse rocking my tied body up and down as her
pussy ravaged my throbbing cock. I cried out to her as my come
shot from my cock into her body but she would not stop, again
showing who was in control. This caused me to keep on coming as
her pussy seemed to suck out all that I had in my body.
Soon she was moaning as her fingers rubbed her swollen clit and
her other hand pinched her hard nipples. I was as hard as a rock,
watching her and she enjoyed seeing me like that. Finally she
cried out as the pleasure rocked her body, and her toes curled
together and then flexed out apart as the waves washing over her
subsided. She lay before me smiling up at me. Then she stood up
and came to me. She started to pull me by my hard cock but since
my feet were fastened together I could barely move. Then she put
two of her fingers into her pussy and brought them out all wet.
As it turned out it was the one who gave me the most severe
whipping. I was taken to her room and tied up on my toes with my
wrists fastened overhead. When she got to the room, she smiled at
me and proceeded to remove her clothes. She did a strip tease
until she was completely naked and then she rubbed her beautiful
body all over my stretched out naked skin. She brought her tits
up for me to suck and she caressed my cock and balls as well as
everywhere else. She then turned me around so I could face the
bed and she crawled onto the satin sheets and puffed up the
pillows and proceeded to slowly caress and masturbate herself. It
drove me wild watching her body and face react to the pleasure. I
longed to lick and kiss her and of course to fuck her, hurting
her a little for the whipping she gave me.
The arriving guests consisted of 4 women who entered the room and
barely paid any attention to me. They talked and drank wine and
ate hors’douvres off of my back. Occasionally someone would make
some comment about me but generally the conversation was about
the usual things women talk about. Finally the glass was removed
and I was crawled over to the center of the room. From the
ceiling a device was lowered electrically and stopped just above
me. It consisted of a metal rod about 6 feet long, hung
horizontally from a large chain. On the ends of the rod were 8
inch long chains with leather cuffs attached. As I knelt there my
ankle cuffs were removed and these new ones were attached.
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Upon arrival at her home, a large sprawling mansion out in the
country, I was again put in the walking position and led by a
large black female jailer to my new quarters.
These quarters, unlike the ones that I was used to, were small
and very dark. The bed was small and had a large ring over the
pillows with wrist cuffs attached. There was a toilet and a small
shower. That was about all. I was told to clean myself up and I
would be reporting to my new Mistress in a half hour. I missed my
old home immediately, and the comfort that it provided. In
exactly a half hour my jailer arrived. She told me to assume the
crawling position and informed me that in this house I would
always be transported in that position. A leash was attached to
my collar and another one was attached to my ball collar. I was
told to heel and we made our way to the main livingroom for me to
be inspected. As usual as I crawled, her whip found its mark on
my bare ass as we went.
For the last few months I have been taken by my jailer over to
the back part of the house and outside to a ring that used to be
used to train horses. In the center of the ring is a post about
six feet high with rods about ten feet long coming from the top,
parallel to the ground. I am led to one of the rods, and a
harness is placed over my head with a bit gag attached. My arms
are drawn up behing my back and fastened to my collar. I am then
instructed to walk on my toes with my knees coming up level with
my waist with each step. Then the motor is started at the post
and the rods turn in a circle around the post. Since I’m attached
I also go in a circle. My Mistress often comes out to watch me
and she and my jailer sit in the shade as I prance by them by the
hour. When ever I make a mistake the whip soon finds its way to
my naked ass.
My jailer on the other hand has taken me during the night to her
room and has played with me and fucked me and even allowed me to
come. She doesn’t believe in the women’s society but she does
enjoy having a male toy to play with. She loves to parade me
around while she whips me but she enjoys the power for sexual
reasons, not for some new world order. During my whipping she
also likes to caress me and whip me at the same time so as to
heighten the pain pleasure game she plays, but there is never any
doubt who is in charge and she never lets me forget it.
My Mistress uses me in an entirely different way. To her I am a
slave, to be abused and tortured in any way she likes. She enjoys
tieing me on different apparatuses and adding clips and weights
to me and then leaving me to suffer in front of her. She loves to
see me squirm and suffer in my bondage. To her it is not sexual
it is just raw power. She loves to tie me in ways that one part
of my body when fastened to another part causes great distress.
When I try to move I just pull on another sensitive body part.
She just sits in front of me and sketches me for her magazine.
She drew slowly as I hung before her. She talked about her new world
order, and how there would be no crime. She said that males had ruined
the world and that women and the planet had been victims for too long.
She talked about her Society being a leader in the eventual control of
men and how they would be put to the use that they were intended for,
hard work and pleasing women. She talked about keeping men strong and
in good shape, not feminizing them. She believed in strong women
controlling strong men.
She commented on my progress saying that I was becoming quite useful.
She mentioned that my predecessor had died on the cross that I was on.
He had attacked one of her guests one day, so she had him crucified in
front of everyone, the guests and the other slaves. She said he had
taken a few days to die and it was very painful and if I ever did
anything like it I would face the same fate.
With that she stood up, showed me the drawing and called for the jailer
to take me down.
Over the next few weeks I was under the constant supervision and
training by my jailer. How to walk, how to kneel, how to sit and
overall how to be subservient. I was shown the proper way to service
their bodies with my tongue, and how to worship their feet. And every
night I was hung and whipped to reinforce their control over me. One
night my Mistress appeared and fastened me up and made a ceremony out
of piercing me and inserting rings into my nose, nipples and through my
cock. Then she took delight in leading me throughout the house with
The next few weeks passed rather fast as I got a grasp on what my role
was and what my chores were to be. I slowly began to forget my previous
life and concentrate on the many new things I was being taught.
A little over a year ago, I had been a fairly successful ad executive,
working all day and hanging out in singles bars all night. I had a
steady girlfriend but I used her mainly for sex and only paid attention
to her when I was horny. One night while I was out on the town, I was
picked by a woman who invited me back to her apartment. Naturally I
went and when settled in and she gave me a drink. The drink was drugged
and when I awoke I was naked and laying in a steel cage. After many
hours I was given some food and as I found out it too was drugged.
When I was awakened I was immediately blindfolded and led to a large
room. I was tied hand and foot and a rope was fastened around my neck.
Then the blindfold was taken off. Beside me, in a long row were about
ten other men. We were all standing tall with our hands behind our
backs, and a noose around our necks. If we tried to move were were only
strangling ourselves. After a while a group of women filed and began to
look us over. If we spoke our noose was lifted and were pulled up
higher onto our toes. We quickly got the idea to keep our mouths shut
while the women prodded us and grabbed us by the balls.
With that my Mistress went to check on dinner and I was left to hang in
front of everyone. I could see myself in the mirror as I slowly
circled, and I wondered what they had in store for me after dinner.
When they went in to eat I was left hanging but after about an hour I
was taken down and ordered onto my knees. I was then blindfolded and
led crawling into another room. I was placed between the legs of one of
the women and my head was forced into her pussy. I hungrily licked and
ate her warm wet vagina and clit until she climaxed and then I was
taken on to the next one. This continued for about an hour or so. Each
one I went to was wetter than the last, probably from sitting watching
in anticipation. They all tasted wonderful, all were slightly different
but they were all delicious. I hated to have this body worship end but
finally I serviced the last on and was then led from the room.
I was taken into the games room and my jailer removed the blindfold and
finally my wrists were released from behind my back. Unfortunately they
were pulled up to an overhead streader bar and re-attached. My ankles
were unhobbled and they were stread wide apart and attached to
ringbolts in the floor. My jailer went to the wall and flicked a switch
and I was lifted up into the air until my body was stretched wide
open. Satisfied with the way I looked she left the room.
A smile came over the face of my Mistress as I was led to her. As
trained I dropped to my knees and kissed her feet. She attached a leash
to my balls and led me crawling around the room to kiss the feet of the
other guests. She then jerked me back up onto my toes and she led me
around the room so everyone could see me. She then handed me back to
the jailer who led me to a pedestal, about a foot off the floor. I was
placed on it standing high on my toes, and my nose ring was attached to
a chain above me and pulled up even higher, obviously with my nose high
in the air. A leather bit was jammed into my mouth, and on each side
protruding out about six inches was a cloth banner reading ” The
Perfect Male”. The women gather around to inspect me as the pedestal
rotated slowly in a circle, giving them a full view of me. Some of the
women made comments and others just sipped their wine and continued
their conversation. My Mistress announced that if they continued in
their work, that one day all males would be in this predicament and the
world would be a better and safer place.