Male Bondage
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 them. 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.