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I think back to that day often. We'd been dating 5 months and living together the last two. We started playing bondage games almost immediately. As the scenes got more
involved so did the amount of equipment you had me buy. The downstairs was starting to look like something out of sadomasochist's dream. It had most manner of restraints
and devices. Except for the metal cage. That we kept in the bedroom. Though, I had only slept in it once at that point, when you were not in the mood for my affections
but I kept trying. Till you tired and had me strip and sleep with just a thin blanket to protect me from the bars. I remember when I awoke maybe an hour before you and
listened to your soft breathing. Getting excited when I heard you stir and being let out only after you had brought yourself to orgasm, showered and dressed.
I was so excited by the whole thing I had leaked a puddle of precum on that blanket, but never again did I persist when you told me, not tonight.
The call came early in the morning to meet you downstairs straight away after work. Our normal routine was for me to strip, kneel, facing the wall, legs spread shoulder
wide, hands behind my neck till summoned. There I was for roughly 20 minutes when I heard you say "slave, come worship your owner". I crawled over to you and started kissing
and licking your feet and sucking your toes. Then when that was done, I used lotion and massaged your feet and calves. Once, you were nice and relaxed you slid down in your
chair and ordered me to "eat". Now this was something I did very often, sometimes 3 times a day and I enjoyed it. But it was always understood I was doing it for your pleasure
and your pleasure was all that mattered. Worshiping your vagina and ass became my duty and I did my duty well. I wanted to make you happy.
When you were sated, I was ordered to our bondage table while your juices dried on my face. Once on the table, I was strapped down spread eagle on my back. Wrists and ankles
tied to the corners, straps across my chest and thighs. I was excited and hard. When you straddled me, I looked at your beautiful face, your eyes piercing my soul.
You told me you had a surprise for me and then lowered yourself on to my bare cock. I had only had the honor once before, the night we decided to move in together.
Sitting on my cock with your soft velvety pussy, you told me not to move and remember how good it feels. It felt incredible, the warm, tight wetness of your pussy.
I would've cum just from being inside you. After a few moments, you rose off me, leaving my dick twitching. Giving me a soft kiss on my lips as you were getting off the
table, you said "make me proud, boy".
Now came the time you enjoyed using my body to relieve your stress. First the clover clamps were attached to my nipples. Those things bit in to the soft flesh with no mercy.
Then you dropped a big bag of ice on my hard on and started whipping, slapping, cropping my body in to a criss cross of angry red welts. I hurt and I begged for mercy.
As we used no safe word, I was really at your mercy. You had always told me you would never break your property thus I didn't need a safe word.
When you were done, your breathing was heavy and sweat had formed on your brow. My body felt on fire, all except my groin, which was numb. After resting a few moments you
informed me that tonight you would give me a piercing. With that, you removed the bag of ice, grabbed my flaccid dick, cleaned the area with alcohol and explained I would get
pierced on the underneath of my shaft and it would come out the end of my external urethral orifice. Basically, right out of my dick hole. It was quick, with a slight pinch
and then over. Once you had the hole, you told me "I hope you enjoyed the feel of the last pussy you'll ever get to have". With that, you showed me metal chastity device
you were installing over my dick, locked in to place with a bar in the piercing closed at the end with a lock that I would never be able to remove with out the key.
As all this happened so fast and I was still processing it, you explained that you wanted me as your full time slave and not a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship.
You found I was the most attentive and obedient when I was denied orgasm. Hence it made sense to have me constantly denied and you liked the idea of me being a
constantly horny and wanton slut.
With that I was released from the table and made to kneel on the floor. Once there, a posture collar was fastened around me neck and my wrists were locked to my ankles.
Effectively unable to stand or move I was told you would now introduce me to your new lover. Since it would be unfair to you to not have sex because I was locked up.
You had taken on a stud. And I'll be meeting him any moment. Just as you said that he entered the room. I looked up at him and he down at me. At that moment we each knew
our position in this dynamic. He sneered at me slightly, knowing he was the alpha and I felt scared I had allowed all this proceed without a word of protest.
Deep down I knew this is where I wanted to be and was being made in to what I always was, a slave.
And just like that you two started making out as if I weren't in the room. Shedding his clothes, he stood in front of me with his thick flaccid dick in front of my face.
You walked behind me and whispered "get him hard for me to fuck" and gently pushed my head forward. I took him in to my mouth and started to suck, when he grabbed my head and started
to face fuck me. He grew quickly and I sputtered and choked but he didn't let up till he was fully hard. Then he stopped and you took him and led him to the table where
I had felt you for the very last time and started to fuck. I didn't know someone could make you cum so much and wondered if you planned this from the very first time
we had sex. But the answer didn't matter nor would I get one.
When he finally finished inside you, he came to me and had me clean his dick of both of your juices. Then shoved me over to you and I was cleaning your pussy of his cum
for the first time of the many hundreds in my slave future.
After you both rested and drank, your attention was again focused on me. I was pushed forward so my forehead was on the floor and my ass was up in the air.
I was told that your new stud had a high libido and would be using my mouth and my ass when he pleased. With that, I huge butt plug was unceremoniously shoved up my ass.
Even lubricated, it hurt and I cried out with true pain. As you promised, you would not break me, but also he wasn't patient so I would have to be prepared to take his
dick without any warming up. The plug would stretch me out so I could be used by him. Which over time I came to look forward to. As his fucking of me would stimulate
my prostate and allow some relief to my blue balls by the milking. Of course, I always have to lick my cum off the floor afterwards.
After the pain in my ass subsided, I was released and stood up. Then cuffs attached to the posture collar locked my hands behind my back and a hobble chain was attached to my legs.
An enormous dildo was locked in my mouth and a hood was thrown over my head. There I stood drooling while you both talked, laughed and drank wine.
When you both had had your fill you led me up stairs to the bedroom and locked me in the cage. I was then informed I would never share your bed with you again, my goddess.
At this I cried. I cried till I passed out from exhaustion. All the while listening to your love making.
When morning came, I awoke sore and stiff, pained throughout my body from the thrashing you gave me the night before. My dick hurt most of all. It throbbed and any movement
caused shooting pains in my groin.The sound of your fucking filled the room. When he finished, he let me out of the cage and removed all my restraints. "lick my cock clean"
he demanded. When I was done he pushed me to the floor and said to stay there till called. Once he dressed and left you called me over to you and told me that today I would be
tattooed to mark me as your permanent property. As you finished that statement, you spread your leg wide showing me your beautiful pussy and a pang of sadness shot through me,
knowing I would never be able to be a man with you, or any other woman for that matter, for the rest of my life. As you commanded me to "Eat" I was snapped out of my self pity
and I all could say was "Yes, Mistress".
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