I was recently divorced from my wife and ready
to enjoy my new found freedom. I had a lot of wild ideas of what all I could and
would enjoy now. I was ready to meet lots of women and let the good times roll.
Fate would have it differently.
It's Saturday night, and I make a short drive to a neighboring town. I find a
bar that appears to have some activity going on, and I go inside. There are lots
of men and women, obviously having a very good time, so I sit down at the bar
and order a beer. Several minutes later, a very nice looking woman sits down
beside me and says hi. Of course, I buy her a drink, we talk, we dance, and I
offer to take her home. She says she would love to spend the night with me, but
we can't go to her place because she shares it with roommates. No problem. I
find a local motel, we have a night of absolutely great sex, have breakfast in
the morning, and really hit it off. She explains that I will have to take her
back to the bar's parking lot to get her car. I ask to see her again, and she
says she would love to, but the terms have to change a bit.
She proceeds to explain that she really is a very dominant female, actually a
domme. And if anything is going to continue, it has to be her way, on her terms,
and I have to do everything and anything she says. I'm just a little concerned,
but I figure it sounds like a lot of fun, especially after the night we just
had, so I agree. She continues to explain that she means every word she says. I
will have to do everything she requests. I agree, and we meet again the
following Saturday night at the same bar. She reminds me of the terms, I agree,
and she takes charge of the night. She tells me every move I make, drinking,
dancing, even asking permission to go to the bathroom. But I play along. She
finally says we are going to leave and go to the same motel, but she will
continue calling all of the shots. It's a great night. She teases, she fucks,
she makes me eat her pussy a lot, but it's a great night again.
The next day, she explains that if we are go continue, I must start training
with her. I ask what she means. By now, I am completely fascinated by this
woman, and hooked. She says that I am to come to her place on Friday night at
precisely 8:00 PM and be prepared to spend the entire weekend. (Sounds great so
far!) Then she gives me the following instructions. First, she has a chastity
device that I must wear for the entire week. It will prevent any chance of my
jacking off or cumming in anyway and she will have the only key. But she wants
me as horny as possible by Friday night. If I change my mind, she will unlock
and remove it, and I will never see her again. I agree and she helps me get it
on right then and there. I quickly realize that not only does it prevent me from
cumming, but it also teases my cock constantly, and yet restrains it from being
able to become fully erect. It could be a long week, but I still agree. She then
hands me five pair of satin and lace, bikini style women's panties. I am told to
where these everyday under my normal clothes. And I must bring all five pair
back to her without being washed so that she knows that I wore them. And
finally, when I come to her place on Friday night, I am only to be wearing the
fifth pair of panties and a pair of men's bikini swimming trunks over them, and
a pair of sandals. Do not bring anything else with me because I won't need it.
Well, it's a long week. I am constantly aroused, allowed no relief, and can't
take my mind off of the approaching Friday night. Finally it gets here. I have
followed all of her instructions and I am anticipating a very wild and erotic
weekend. Little do I know what is in store.
I arrive at precisely 8. It is a very nice and large house. She opens the door
and is dressed in a very provacative miniskirt and halter top, and very high
heels. I am invited in. She asks for the other 4 pairs of panties which I give
her. She inspects them and says that I have passed that test. She tells me to
remove the bikini trunks and the other pair of panties, so she can inspect the
chastity device. She says I have passed again. And now, would I like a drink?
There is a small wet bar just inside the door, so I don't get any further yet.
She hands me the drink and asks me about the week. Was I horny? How did I like
the feel of the panties? My cock was straining more than ever inside the device
as I sat there with nothing else on, dreaming of the weekend with this fantastic
woman. She told me to finish my first drink, then she would make another, and I
would begin to find out what she had in store for me. So I hurriedly drank it
down, and as she went to make the next one, I began to feel very dizzy and
faint. I knew she had put something in that first drink and I knew I was going
to pass out, but there was nothing I could do about it.
Suddenly I come to with a splash of cold water in my face. I try to wipe my eyes
and face and realize that I am laying on a table, tied spread eagle, with my
arms and legs pulled in 4 directions. I can't move. I begin to ask what the hell
is going on here, but am quickly told to shut up and listen to my instructions.
I start to speak again, and she harshly slaps me across the face and says, "I
told you to shut up and listen." I guess I don't have much choice.
She explains that I am going to start training as a slave in the house of male
servitude. There are 5 women living in this house and they are recruiting male
slaves. I am number 4. I will have no choice in anything other than to obey or
not. And if I don't the consequences will be severe. I will get a taste of those
consequences shortly so that I will know what to expect if I don't completely
obey. First, I am never to speak unless requested to do so. No matter what
happens, I do not make a sound. When I am asked to respond, I will address her
as Supreme Goddess. Although she will be in charge of my training, I will obey
the commands of any of the other goddesses in the house.
Now that I understand the terms and the situation, the training will begin. I am
now both a bit scared, and yet so horny and excited that my cock betrays me in
its attempt to strain to get hard inside that damn chastity device. But I have
no choice and I am told that I am going to get the first sampling of the pain
and punishment that can be dished out when I don't obey. Already I forget and
start to speak. I am harshly slapped again and told we are going to have to do
this the hard way. She brings out a gag that has a fairly short but fat, hard,
rubber cock on it. She shoves it into my mouth, lifts my head and buckles it
tightly behind. My mouth is stretched wide, and I am on the verge of gagging.
She says I'll get used to it sooner or later because it looks I am going to
spend a lot of time with it. Next comes a hood that completely covers my head
with only a small hole for my nose so I can breathe, and velcro flaps on the
eyes so they can be covered or opened. She says that for now she wants me to see
what I am being subjected to. Then she demonstrates that there is a small tube
connected to the gag that allows her to pump air into it to make it larger. Any
sounds at all from me and she will just keep pumping it up until I can't make
any sound at all.
Then she shows me what appears to me to be a rather large rubber cock and tells
me that she is just going to start with this "small" one in my ass. But it can
also be pumped up until I graduate to a larger one. I see her lube it a bit and
then she begins to work it into my ass. Since I have never had anything in my
ass, it feels like it is splitting me in two. Again, she demonstrates the pump a
little and I am sure I will split in two. My ass is burning in pain, my jaws are
aching from being forced open so far, and I am trying not go gag, but my cock
continues to strain more than I have ever known. And she knows this and notices.
She comments that it is apparent that I am having far too much pleasure and she
is going to have to balance it with some pain. I have no way to respond.
Then she brings out 2 devices that I have never seen before, but I am pretty
sure where they are going - nipple clamps. She attaches one to each nipple and
the pain is intense. She says that the really nasty ones will come later. But
now she is going to work on my cock and balls. She says that she is going to
remove the chastity device, but I will probably wish it was still on. And with
that she removes it and my cock springs straight up and is instantly rock hard.
She says, "Naughty, naughty, naughty. We are going to have to teach you better
control. And that will only come with punishment."
Next I see a device with 4 small rollers, about a quarter inch in diameter and
about 6 inches long with some nuts and bolts attached. Next thing I know she is
clamping them shut on my ball sac above my balls. There are 2 rollers in front
and 2 in back, and she tightens them so that my sac is squeezed and my balls are
forced downward. About the time I think this is real torture, she says the fun
will now begin as she turns the screws that push the 2 rollers apart that are on
the top and the two that are on the bottom. The effect is to squeeze my sac and
force my balls downward even farther. My balls feel ready to pop out of the sac.
She says we will come back to that later to see how much further we can go.
And now for this misbehaving cock. She brings out a small whip and says that
cocks are always tough to train so we might as well get right to it. She begins
to whip my cock! She has a certain flick to her wrist that makes the whip bite
deeply into my cock, bringing almost instant welts and sometimes even blood. She
says this is so much fun. After giving this cock so much pleasure over the past
2 weekends, it is now time to pay the price. I lose track of how many times she
whips, but my cock stays rock hard, much to her dismay, and she says she is just
going to have to continue until it is whipped into submission and shrinks a bit
for what is to come. I can't believe my cock is withstanding so much and still
staying hard which she says is just asking for more.
Finally it starts to subside, but my now it is covered with welts and even some
blood. The head is burning like hell because she whipped that as well. And now
she says we must clean it up a bit before we go on, so she pours alcohol over
it. The burning is unbelievable. But she continues and just acts as if it is
nothing. Then she brings out a long strap with a lot of small metal studs on it
and begins to tightly wrap my cock with it, the metal studs digging into my
already raw and sensitive cock. She wraps the entire cock except for the head.
Then she brings out a leather sleeve that slides over my cock, and has a key
that can be turned to roll up the leather and tighten it. It digs the studs in
even deeper.
Now she says it is time for her to take a break and let me contemplate my
situation. But first just a bit more. She hits a couple of pumps on the gag and
the dildo in my ass, a couple more turns on the ball buster, a few twists and
turns on the nipple clamps, and finally another turn on the leather sleeve
sqeezing the metal studs into my cock. And then before she leaves, she tightens
the ropes on my arms and legs to stretch me a little tighter.
"See you later, " she says as she laughs and walks out of the room. A few
minutes later 4 other women walk into the room. One of them explains that I have
caused my Supreme Goddess to become exhausted and of course, it is all my fault.
But they don't think I should be allowed to rest just because she needs to. They
think I should be started on my training for my ultimate purpose. She says that
number 4 has been designated as the toilet slave or as some to refer to it, a
human toilet. My eyes get big but that is the only way I can react, except that
incredibly enough, my cock tries to get hard, which is impossible. But I can't
believe I am turned on by this prospect. One of them comments that she can tell
that I am excited about the prospect and that they might just be giving me too
many privileges, but will continue.
She begins to lift up the hood from my head and remove the gag, but warns me not
to utter a word or I will be severely punished. I'm beginning to understand. It
is quickly replaced with a smaller one, about the size of the nipple on a baby
bottle but has a much larger hole in the end, that allows me to swallow, and is
attached to another tube and a large funnel at the other end. I can't believe it
but I figure it out quickly. Someone is going to piss in the funnel and I am
going to be forced to swallow every last drop of it. She said that my goddess
wanted to wait a bit longer but all 4 of them had full bladders that were about
to burst, so they came on in. the first one stood over me, straddling me and
held the funnel between her legs. I heard her piss hit the funnel and then it
quickly entered my mouth. The taste was awful, but I had no choice but to
swallow it down. She commented that it always tasted bad at first, but that I
would not only get used to it, but would learn to crave it, and even beg for
this golden nectar. I though she would never empty herself, but my cock
continued to try to react, to my disbelief. I was turned on by it.
Each woman took her turn until they had finished and it seemed that I must have
swallowed a gallon or more of piss. While one of them was pissing, the others
would torment me. They would twist, pinch, and pull on my nipple clamps. They
would take a couple of cracks on the head of my cock with the small whip that
had been left beside me. They also slapped my balls a few times because they
said they loved seeing a man's balls being squeezed to the max.
As they sat back admiring my agony, they explained that the 5 of them had agreed
that it was time for payback for all of the shit that they had put up with from
men. And so they had decided that they would all go together and get a nice
house, and then furnish it with at least 5 men to be their complete slaves. Each
would have a specialty that he would serve in, but nothing would be off limits
for any of them. My specialty would be toilet duties. They had a special place
in the bathroom where I would be kept most of the time. I would be locked down
in a position where my mouth would be available for anyone who wanted to use it.
A warm, wet, mouth and tongue was such a pleasure as compared to a cold toilet.
I would also be available to guests that they might have over - male or female.
I might be drinking their piss or simply licking them clean afterwards. I would
most likely be licking their ass clean after they shit, or they might decide to
let me suck down a brown log directly from their ass and eat it. And yes, I
could also expect to lick them clean when they had to change pads during their
monthly periods. And I would be responsible for cleaning myself up after each
use.
And at certain times, I would be subjected to punishments whether I deserved
them or not. It might just be for their entertainment or that of their guests.
And within a day or two, I would be completely shaven of all hair on my body and
kept that way. And would I ever be allowed to cum? Well, they had special
entertainment sessions for that. Sometimes they would let one slave suck another
one's cock. And if the slave would cum, he would get severly whipped. And if
not, then the sucking slave would get severly whipped. And sometimes we just
like to see you masterbate and cum. Except that when you cum, it falls onto
electrodes that send a strong current back to your cock. We have also been known
to let all of you cum, piss, and shit into a common bowl, and then you all have
to share it and eat it.
Between the 5 of us, we have an unlimited imagination, and are always looking
for new ways to be entertained. And in case you are wondering how we are able to
do all of this without having careers, we all shared a winning lottery ticket.
We have lots of money, lots of time, and lots of paybacks for all the males that
gave us so much shit for so long when we had to put up with it.
Welcome to your new life!