darwinslave

Ordered to strip I stand naked, totally exposed and totally vulnerable.  Perhaps for the first time the cold reality of the situation strikes me, this is no game, no little pretend harmless piece of fun.  It?s difficult to feel dignity when you are so exposed, impossible to not feel the real humiliation throbbing through your very core.

Your new Owner, yes emphasize that word Owner for you are about to become property - a true Owned slave, walks casually around you, a slow methodical inspection.  Your head bowed you stare past your naked body to the floor an act of compliant submission that simply re-emphasizes your position.  Two fingers twist your nipples, hard and without mercy, testing their responsiveness and vulnerability, a short quiet breath of air escapes your mouth by way of satisfying reward to the Owner, your nipples turn red then deeper purple as the pressure is maintained.

The inspection continues, your skin tweaked and prodded, the occasional slap that leaves a quick burning sensation, your mouth pulled open, your jaw fully extended and teeth inspected.  Each leg raised in turn, held high in place as your muscle tone and strength is tested, your calf, your thighs each closely inspected, cold hands upon you, no love nor compassion just a steady eye and steady mind - you know how that horse must feel in the auction.  A slap signals the order to raise and fall each leg, no words necessary, property doesn?t need telling it just does.

You bend hard forward, fingers touching toes, responding to the push in between your shoulders.  Ass high, back arched, muscles stretched and vulnerable.  First your buttocks are pinched and stroked, then a firm slap on each cheek, tingling slightly, two, three and more follow, enough to leave the red hand mark of your Owner visible on each cheek.  No real pain, just embarrassment, just a further twist reminding you of just what you are and your new position.

Standing tall again, your hands on your head, your Owner holds your manhood in one hand, despite yourself it stirs harder, an erection quickly caused.  You stand like a fool, your cock so hard so quickly, so stupidly vulnerable so stupidly aroused, your eyes staring intently to the floor past your erection, past the hand that moves to cup your balls.  An intense squeeze, pressure firmly applied to your vulnerable testicles, squeezing, grinding, twisting, pain lurches through your body, you want to reach out to stop it but instead you merely bend forward in helpless pain and groan.  Your erection is quickly and effectively squashed.

As your manhood dangles your Owner swiftly and expertly picks up and begins to fit your chastity device, the last act that surely ensures your enslavement.  Your cock is inserted through the tube, cold and hard against you skin, your testicles pulled through and slightly separated, the key turned in the lock, and it is done.  The smile upon your Owners face, no turning back now, no way out, you are the slave - property.