1/30/2023 2:15:25 PM: I contacted and sent a message to a Domme, She or Her likes were similar to mine, but damn , She lives 3 hours away, and politley dismissed me for that reason. I understood. Which brought me to wonder. How far is too far for a BDSM , realtionship? I fully believe , it is much better to be able to smell Her perfume, as She orders you to the corner, locks your cage, lectures on your misbehavior , and modifies it. Plus , Restarint is better with someone else in the same , at least premise. And how would you be of any help to Her , if you are not withing Her reach? I will ay , that getting a message from a Dom, is , well for me , exhilarating, and if instructions are included , even better. But to feel the sting of Her tongue , followed by a rapidly swung inpliment of impact against ones hindquarters, can match no other feeling. Just a thought.

1/29/2023 6:35:18 AM: Have been seeing post about Doms using virtural reality headsets and headphones , in mind fucks on thier prey, would be interesting to experience such, wonder if or how you can tell if it is working.

1/28/2023 7:27:36 PM: New age is 56, I wonder why if , when a Dom/mme says they already have what they are looking for in their profile, why are they on this site all the time, yes CS time stamps when you were last on.

3/27/2022 2:34:23 PM: Easier to put new info in journals , then to edit profile. new age 55, looking for a disciplinarian, seems male Doms are more leaning towards this type of control, but looking for Female in this role.

11/2/2021 5:20:12 PM: I crawled over and placed my face on her boots, she reached down and remover the pacifier , and said speak, inmate, words were hard to come by as my throat was numb form the lack of use. But I managed a whimper of thanks , along with kisses and licks to her boots. This did not impress Her . And she quickly shoved my head away in disgust. What a pathetic display inmate , You need more conditioning , your voice is pathetic . I think you need voice motivation , She hooked a leash onto my collar and pulled it for me to follow, Into another room , stood a single pole with lots of eyelets a little shorter then my height. She told me to rise to my feet, but keep your head and eyes down, I complied, What then began was her attack=hing cuffs with chain to my arms legs waist thighs , and locking then and me in a standing position to the post, It was a nice change from my sitting position , but being in heels my feet and calf's hurt a bit. The final piece of my new bondage outfit was the shock training collar. Which she glee attached with much enthusiasm . Now , she announced , since you liked writing your new identity so much , I think you should say it , . Now hears the drill. The collar is preprogrammed with a timer , to count down , when it gets to the last 10 seconds it will begin beeping and will deliver a motivational shock to prompt you to say Inmate 082065187, if the collar session don't hear that it will deliver another shock , more powerful then the last until you comply, do you understand inmate , I nodded, still used to being pacified, she laughed , well some of my conditioning is already working I see . So stand there and sing out who you are inmate , and off she went , leaving me standing bound to a pole with a shock training collar counting down to my voicing my new identity. 55M sub 1y My situation was all for real coming true and the endurance needed to survive her assault on my mind was weighing heavy on me. For one thing I was tired as hell , the sitting and line writing had taken its toll on me more then you might think , .Sitting on her points of interests chair was very unpleasant , and I found out that pantyhose and thongs offer no protection form her offerings. She would enforce this with great pleasure. My hand hurt from all the writing. Drinking her piss did not taste good and I was hungry. Now having to stand in heels with little to no movement waiting for this damn collar to start beeping so I could say my lines, I was going into a space where I had never been , just reacting to my surroundings. I felt as if I were becoming her robot, a toy she plays with , no longer a human , just a thing for her pleasure. She randomed the timing of the shocks , to throw me off , some seemed like a few minutes some in quick. succession . She also varied the length and intensity of the shocks , further throwing me into fear and uncertainty. She knew what she was doing , I was losing my self to her whims and wants. She was conditioning me to be her bitch. And all this training was imprinting on my brain that this was my new normal. She had stripped me of my name, locked up my , now her penis in a cage. I was required to wear , female clothing , effectively , changing me perspective on my sexuality. Plugged my ass with metal plugs , And now was training me to like it. How long was this standing shock training going to last , only she knew , As the collar buzzed a quick to beeps , and I responded after the shock , inmate 082065187. and so on and so on bikerguy11 55M sub 1y 55M sub 1y Beep , beeep beeep , beepbeep , shock, Inmate 082065187, this is what has become of my life, Over and over. My legs and calfs were killing me from the time spent in the standing position and in , killer heels , I now knew why they called them killers, if you wore them they killed , you , and you wanted to kill whoever invented them. Occationaly Master TM would venture by with a glass of her golden champainge, as she called it, 3/4 piss by now.And I would gladly drink it down and thank Her for the honor of the allowing me to taste her piss. Finally Master came in and announced that this training scession was coming to and end. My ears couls hardly hear and believe what she was saying,. My mind had been programmed and rewired to only act and respond to beeps and shocks after the beeps , and I stood there glassy eyed . She chuckled, Getting a little tired Inmate? I nodded the affirmative, Good, the mind is a lot more pliable when the body and mind is stressed. Easier to imprint my message , and make it last , You er not done yet , inmate, . god I thought , not sure how much more I could take. My whole body ached , I was hungry , thirsty, her piss concoction , did little to quench my thirst. She quickly unchained mt from my post . I fell instantly to the ground , groveling at her feet, Ok inmate a little rest until out next exercise ,lay there and think of what might be coming up. I took time to to rest thinking of anything was too much to ask , All I could do is try and maintain my emotions , which were running wild. She reenter the room and placed the pacifier inn-my mouth , by this point all that entered my mouth tasted of her , Clicked the leash to my collar and lead me into the next room, There was a full length mirror , and a board with triangle shaped slats attached to it , along with the ever present eye screws chains and locks , leather cuffs , making it look even more intimidating . Your next assignment is easy , well easy as your participation is pretty just listening , well and kneeling , This is a Ishidaki kneeling board, You will be kneeling on it and listening to my voice through these headphones. They are noise canceling headphones , so when my voice is not ringing in your ears, nothing will be , dead silence. Of course , you will be locked and chained on , just to add to my excitement , and to enhance your suffering . I will place this nice cloth over the boards to give you a little protection , but in the end it won't help. Ha , The mirror is so you have to look at what I have made you , and accept the humility of what you have become. To keep you from sleeping or nodding off , the shock collar stays on , and if your eyes close for anything longer then 30 seconds it activates and of course , shocks you. Isn't that great. Great I thought , I nodded in agreement . Good let get started. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y 55M sub 1y I stared into the mirror, oh what I have become, having to lookm into my own face , knowing that I had went down the rabbit hole and there was no going back , or at least not until she unchained me, The pasifier , keeping me quiet, and the head phones keepinng me deaf. Then her voice interrupted my wandering mind. Inmate 082065187, you are now the property of the State of Master TM. you are now , under Her total control, you will obey , you will accept her will. You will learn . Look at the thing I have made in the mirror. It is now mine . I own its mind and body. It will become addicted to my voice , to my smell, to my words,. And then silence. She was right. She had my mind in a state of confused joy anguish and frustration. She had removed my body hair, This made me feel very naked and frail, very submissive. She had me wear women's clothing. This was equally humiliating , and made me feel even more submissive. She had placed a cage on what used to be my penis and now she owned it. Her lock reminding me of her position was under her supervision. The whole world or at least mine was controlled by her. I had to drink her piss, she said every drop I consumed drove me deeper and deeper into her power over me. I was helpless. Unable to say no , . Kneeling was killing my legs, and the chains offered no room for comfort movement. It was only broken by her voice ringing in my ears. Your wearing a dress. then silence. You like wearing panties. You love to have no penis. You love its is locked. Pantyhose makes you submissive. chains are forever. The quick one liners , running through my ears, imprinting on my mind her will, her wants, , became my dreams. after a while , she came in and removed my pacifier and placed a hood on my head. It covered my whole head, and locked on to the posture collar, on my neck, only holes were nostril holes and then the head phones on . I was in total blackness and total silence. At first it was nice , but quickly , became over whelming , the pain from kneeling and no escape in the near future , caused a major mind malfunction. It raced back and forth from total sheer terror , to calm ness back to anxiety, fear . hopelessness. She was winning , and I knew it , what was her ultimate plan for me. It was not in my hands. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y 55M sub 1y Time was standing still, The slats on the kneeling board were extreemly painful, but my legs had numbed , and only felt pain when moving , even a little bit . So staying still as I could was the plan, . My mind wondered as the seconds , minutes , and hours past , I couldn't keep track of time. Only Her Dominant voice broke my thought . And her taunting degrading voice , sank me deepper into her submission. She was wiping my mind of all my past , and replacing only thoughts of her. And how I now would depend on her for , now she was in charge. I was just her toy. Her voice came through the headset. Inmate I am unchaining you. You may crawl off the kneeling board when instructed. I felt the weight of the chains and locks being removed. Finally free of my bonds , she instructed me to crawl off the board. My legs would not cooperate , having been in the same position had left me with little feeling and I toppled over , my knees ached, my feet ached. That was only the beginning . More pain entered my legs as blood returned . Making the position even more torturous. I rolled around on the floor trying to cope with my situation. My hood still attached , meant I could not grasp my physical position . I was lost . My final resort was to just lay there and try and recover. After a bit I felt my collar and hood being unlocked, and both slid off only to be replaced by the training shock collar and the ever present pussy flavored pacifier. Crawl to my feet .inmate she commanded. I complied and found my self at her booted feet. Do you like where you are inmate. I nodded. Good, I see that my training methods are working. I'm going to allow you some rest , Its been 24 hours of train for you and I need you to rest to allow my self to attach to your brain. Of course you are still and inmate so restraints will be used. She showed me a black straight jacket. This will be a nice jacket to wear as you rest. It limits what you can do , but reminds you I control you always. She placed the jacket on my torso tightening the belts and attaching locks on the buckles to remove the thought of any escape. After this was attached , ankle cuffs were placed on . I was then placed in a metal cage, looking more like a dog cage then one for a human , but was I still a human any way. She slammed the door shut and placed the lock on . Nighty night , inmate , welcome to day two. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y Sentencing day was looming. She had warned me that once sentanced to Master TM chastity prison. There would be no escape, no time off for good behavior. No out. My man hood would be effectively removed and my life as her prisoner its replacement. Her training would remove who I was and in place what she wanted. I would lose all control. She would have all control over me. And she wanted and got it. I wanted her control. I wanted to have her remove my identity. I wanted to have to accept the womens wardrobe. It made me feel submissive to her. She said are you really a man if your penis is locked in a cage. No you're not so the clothing should match the inmate. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y I was woken by my training collar. Just enough voltage to waken me from my much needed rest. I hadn't slept well. Being bound like I was would take some time getting used too. But some rest was better then none. She slid a bowl into the cage . it was dry oatmeal. Breakfast inmate. Do you want it warm and wet? I nodded yes. Thinking at least this wasnt bad . She took the bowl back . pulled her panties down and filled the bowl with her piss. There inmate just as you ordered it warm and wet. Eat up as she slid it back in. Still bound in the straight jacket I crawled over to the bowl. Her piss was getting woven into my brain as tasting good. I layed on my side and began to slurp up her personal meal. Not wanting to get any more demerits for slowness. I finished the bowl licked it clean like a dog. She retrieved the bowl and inspected it. Good inmate but you missed one of my drops demerit. I would never win this game. Today we will be doing a road trip inmate. We have seperate protocols and attire for out of compound travel. I want you cleaned up. So we will have to unlock you. Not totally . you'll see. 55M sub 1y Road trip , what the hell did she mean by road trip. Not that I was in any position to argue or even voice a concern [PACIFIER] , the look on my face must of gave away my objection , as She said , did you think you were going to be my dirty little secret inmate? Ha ha , no , I am very public about who I am and everyone around here knows about me. You won't be hidden away in some dark basement, well you will be in a dark basement but everyone knows you're here so its the hidden part that won't ring true. So As I said before when you are in the compound you have to wear black and white stripes uniforms , but on road trips or just out in public , inmates wear orange, very loud orange, everyone who sees you will know what you are , there will be no hiding . So your little out fit today will be this , she produced a spandex bright orange long sleeved dress, INMATE 082065187 was on the front , and back. This little number is real body hugging, kinda short, so you will defiantly, stand out . Glossy pantyhose will add to the show. Chunky black boots. Yeah , she laughed to her self. And when out in public , of course restraints are a must. Don't want you trying to run off. The first piece is this waist belt, it had lots of heavy duty stitching and lots of d rings sewn into it. A roller buckle with locking attachment . It allows me to keep all the other restrains neat and tidy. Lets start at you feet , in addition to your boots being locked on and of higher heels, ankle cuffs will be placed on , with a short chain between them, you wont be able to take full steps , just little prisoner steps, you'll get used to it. They have a chain that runs up the front and back and locks onto the waist belt. Effectively eliminating any thoughts of trying to run. Lets move up. Your elbows go in this , it was a two cuffed leather strap with roller buckle. . This pins your arms to you sides , making it impossible to raise your arms, it too gets locked to the waist belt. Your Hands will be in hand cuffs, also attached to the waist belt, but they also get this nice black bow locked to them , this will keep any possibility of picking the handcuffs locks . Now to what makes this adventure truly a work of art. She placed this full face leather helmet , on the table. This is an isolation helmet. It is very tight, It comes with a posture collar locked on , Inmates must keep good posture while out and about, she laughed. Once this is locked on to your head, you will not be able to see, or hear, or speak, I will place earbuds in your ears so I can communicate my wishes to you. But you will hear and see nothing, unless I see fit to allow . Speaking will , well it is always restricted but this hood enforces that fact. The hood /helmet looked horrible a very slim looking fit , as the wearers head still resembled an humans head , not just a big ball of leather on top of a torso. You will be of course on a leash. And will have to follow . No questions. So not only was I now going out into public, I would also be blind , deaf, and unable to speak. Having to follow her around to who knows where . And of course , you will still be in a chastity cage, and I think a large metal butt plug will be inserted too. Might as well .right inmate, I nodded a pacified yes. Good , so lets get started. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y I was disrobed of the compound clothing and replaced it with the travel clothing. Wearing a dress and pantyhose was humiliating, thong panties and a sports bra added to the humility. Add the boots with heels and I looked ridiculous, felt that way too. The orange was soooo bright, and big bold black INMATE 082065187 , mad a huge statement of who or what I now was. Then she said , well lets get your jewelry on inmate. And the restraints were place on , They were the real deal, real locks and everything. The ankle chain was short and she was right about little steps. Then the hood , it looked very ominous. It was a very tight fit, and I didn't think with the ear buds in it would clear, but it did. She buckled and locked it on to my head. I was in a different world now. The silence was frightening the no sense of anything. I was lost in her world. An it a thing . Her voice broke the silence. Doing ok inmate? I nodded. Good lets get going , we have a lot of stops today . God I thought , lots of stops. I had in my mind that she was just playing mind fucks , that yes we would probably drive around , and she would walk me around , but most likely it would be in a safe , but private environment. It was a mind fuck for sure . But not so public was my hope. It was hard walking dressed and restrained as I was , and more then once my ass got wacked by some sort of device , which sent shock waves throughout my body. If you don't see the blow coming it shocks you even more. But finally I guess we made it to some sort of automobile as she announced to me to sit down. I did and was attached to some kind of chair , strapped in so not to be able to get out . And the damn thing spun on its axis. So I could not ever get my baring as to what direction I or we were headed. But off we went I guess. I had a sensation of moving , but with my senses controlled by Master TM , I had little chance of comprehending anything that was going on. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y 1y Sweet bikerguy11 55M sub 1y The van ride was a surreal experience the chair spun around and around , I felt the van stop , or so I thought , really how would I know. And the chair slowly stopped spinning. A little dizzy, I felt my body being released , and the tug on my leash I slowly inched forward, until I felt the ground under my feet. Then I felt another tug and followed , keeping the leash tight as to not lose my way. I felt warmth so I thought I was out side, then I sensed I was back inside. I smelled coffee , God had she taken me to a coffee shop. I was pulled to my knees. And felt her hand raise my hooded head as if I were looking at her , if I had any eyes. I kept the pose , the smell of coffee was strong , and then a quick bit of sound of others laughing 3 four seconds at most. then silence again. My mind ran rapid at my situation , she was actually taking me out into public , dressed like this . A ton of emotions filled my mind , thrill, humiliation , fear. I was then pulled to my feet and felt the warmth of the sun again , only to be placed back in the van and strapped to the seat . And away we went . Where the hell would we be going next I thought. My mind could not comprehend , I felt being unbuckled again and once again inching to firm ground . And her pull on my leash. We walked again. This time when we entered it smelled of a hair salon , the chemicals even more prevalent in my blind deaf state. Once again I was leashed pulled to my knees. This time her hand pushed my head down . I stayed how she positioned me. It seemed we were in what I thought was a hair salon . for about an hour , but I really could not tell, other then I felt my leash being pulled up so I stood. And out we went , and back into the van. Buckled in and off to our next destination. She knew the mind fuck she was delivering to me . bikerguy11 55M sub 1y The world was turning but I was there but not participating in it. I was just and it a thing , not knowing where or who or when , I had no sense of direction or time. Our next stop , once again the routine of unbuckling , inching firm ground , waiting for a taut leash then follow the leash , where ever it lead. Out side to in , this time I was not leashed pulled to my knees when we stopped. I felt my dress being pulled up and my panties and pantyhose being pulled down , my leash pull was directed as to make me do a spin, I felt hands on my cock cage , smelled perfume and cologne , MENS cologne. My mind warped to hyper speed. Female Masters Dom , Dommes, Goddesses, Ladys, BUT now Male Dom? Maybe it was just a butch lesbian , maybe I hoped. My underwear was returned to their original position and my dress pulled down , It was then that my leash pulled me to my knees. And her hand rasied my hooded head upwards. Her voice broke into my brain . Can you hear me inmate. I nodded a yes. Good. Im having lunch with some friends and Would like to introduce them to you. Miss R , Hello inmate she said, Miss V , again a polite hello inmate. Bull Master Rick , My heart stopped , it was a male, And his thundering voice greeted me Fucking bata no dick inmate , My humiliation was amped up. Now a male knew of my status. No hiding it was out there. She Blanked my hearing . I kneeled there , I could do very little else. Then voices entered my ears , I was listening to their conversation, most of it revolved around me and how pathetic I looked , and my new found life , if you could call it that. Then I heard Bull Master Rick announce he needed to piss , And the question , Did you bring the funnel, she answered a yes indeed. I felt my chain lead me in a direction away from the voices and was stopped what seemed to be a few feet from my last position. The mouth piece was removed and another piece was inserted. Which was the funnel I could tell from their conversation. I heard Bull Master Rick , say Ok beta inmate , now your gonna taste Alpha Male piss , And I heard the piss enter the funnell and felt the warm liquid run into my mouth , I had a hard time drinking and chocked a few times. but it was drank in full. I was punished for my chocking , Bull Master Rick pulled my dress up and took a crop to my ass . Remember not to chock on my piss beta inmate . My manhood was now almost completely removed . Where was this going. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y The rest of the time Master TM kept me in silence then open the ear buds to allow me to hear. It was intermittent, and hard to keep track of the conversations. One that I was allowed to over hear , was when I was going to be sentenced . And Master TM said probably Monday. I was also allow to hear Her sharing my photo. As , this is what it looks like before its imprisonment , which caused the group to laugh and chuckle at my expense. Now they knew what I looked like with out all this prison gear on god the thought. Also she allow me to hear about my prison uniform. You see if it was a sissy inmate , it would love wearing womens clothing , so the act would have no significance and it would lose the power I want to impose over my inmates. A sissy would have to wear mens clothing to achieve what I'm looking for. Same with its body hair being removed , makes the inmate feel weak submissive , its all about it having to accept my control. Eventually the lunch or what ever finished and I was hustled out to the van buckled in and off to the next place. Master TM kept me deaf the rest of the day. Just pulls on my leash were my only action signals. Hands on head up down . I don't know where we went or who we saw or saw me. It was more then my mind could handle . But finally I felt my travel attachments being removed , the last to go was my hood. I felt real dizzy as light hurt my eyes. There in a pile was my black and whites. You're back on compound inmate get dressed . I crawled to the pile and placed my institution clothing back on . Now what ? bikerguy11 55M sub 1y After dressing in my compound uniform which was just a long top no pants but panties and pantyhose. A quick pacifier in my mouth reminded me as to who was the boss. She attached a collar and leash and I followed her like a good little dog, God I felt controlled , but deep down a feeling of wanting her control. We got to what she called the cell block , in it there were two like cell doors , she opened the one , and in it was a black female kneeling with her hands behind her head , pacified , dressed in the same uniform as me. Did you think you were my only inmate , she chuckled. No you two are consecutive numbered inmates, she is inmate 082065188 , you two are sisters ,she laughed. Ok inmate , pointing to the girl in the cage take off your dress, I want to show this inmate your goods. She complied and took off the dress, What greeted my eyes amazed me, she was in a chastity belt and some kind of metal looking bra. Black and white panties , take off those panties inmate she ordered. And of off they came , bring them to me, she followed her orders. Master TM brought them over to my face and made me look at the crotch, see how wet these are . Ever since I placed her in her belt , her cunt just bubbles with pussy juice excitement, that's why she has to wear panties , to soak up her cunt sweat. She laughed , This cunt has been here about two weeks now , and will be sentenced together Monday . I want you two to get to know each other better, so I'm locking your collars together, She placed me in the cage next to the girl and motioned her to come and we both kneeled while Master TM locked our collars together . We were face to face and had to kneel . Now you two have been introduced . And she locked the cage doors and closed the outer door, we heard it lock too. Now I have a friend. What was or where is this going. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y The cells were gray walled , only two items in them were a shower sink toilet and raised cement bench which must be the bed. Very stark and utilitarian. The cell door was actually two one a bared door and one a solid metal door. In between the two cells were bars but a plexy glass seperated them with ONLY the window we were kneeling at and locked together by our collars as access between them . After some staring into each others face and obviously an awkward situation. She spoke first. Did you just arrive. I said yes but time was confused for me She agreed. Yeah Im not sure how long I've been here either. This has been way over the top. I agreed. It was awkward being attached to someone , close enough that we could kiss and makeout , if we dared . it was nice having some regular human interaction well as regular as you could get at this place. We both shared our experience so far. And how we somehow were craving our next hurdle to become good little prisoners of Master TM. Like she had us in some kind of trance. Had some how entered our subconscious and was reprogramming us. Neither of us could figure out how. Maybe Master TMs piss did with every drop take us deeper and deeper into submission. We both agreed the pussy pacifiers were humiliating. Like once Master TM put them in we were helpless to remove them. They in no way permanently attached by any physical means. Just the act of Master TM placing them in our mouths kept them there until Master TM removed them . How was she controlling our minds. Inmate 082065188 had also been out on tour too. She said it was just as mind boggling to her as it was for me. And that other then me. Master TM was the only other person she had seen. Or spoken with. Just then the cell door swung open and Master TM entered. You two getting to know each other? She laughed. Sharing each others experience? She quickly produced two pacifiers and placed them in our mouths. She laughed. Yes you little twats I listen to all of your conversation. My pacifiers are attached to your brains no need for physical restraint. Now lets get you two unlocked and at a more uncomfortable position now that I have you together I want to further your mind destruction. She laughed. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y Master TM had us crawl out of our cages. Cages not cells. Animals belong in cages She reminded us, she lead us to what looked like kneeling stocks. She ordered us into position , one at a time, She took the girl first , I watched as she placed each foot and leg into the stock and lock the hasp , then each wrist , then her head and locked it down, Then it was my turn, and the same . We or I found out that there was something above my head that didn't allow me to raise my head. I had to just stare at the ground , grey cement floor. What I could see was a chair being placed in front of us. And then saw a figure sit in it . All I could see was a pair of black boots , And who ever , as they hadn't spoken yet, Placed the toe of the boot under my chin and raising it as much as it could, She repeated for the girl. Her voice , broke the silence and we knew it was Master TM. I'm glad to see you both in good health , she said , with a laugh. So much fun with one of each , well sex , but in name only , as neither of you have any access to your genitalia, only I have and you both love that I have that power , don't you. We both looked like bobble heads nodding up and down , what a sight and she laughed . See, I have control of your minds. Right and The bobble heads nodded in agreement , almost like robots. It was disturbing exciting , scared , and unusually sexually arousing as my , or her penis swelled in its cage. Today we will be getting you two used to being together , as you will be most of the time. You two will become as one , as most of the time I will have you two attached to each other, Of course my pacifier keeps you quiet, so you two will have to learn each other without sound or speech . I have some yard work for you two today. I need to get it done and since I control you , you will be my bitches. Kneel there while I prepare your itinerary for the day. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y Master TM came back into the room and announced , Ok bobble head twats, you two are going to cut the grass. We don't do thing normal around here so I will have to prepare you too for the task. She then produced two posture collars with a heavy d ring on the front , she placed one around each of out necks and locked them on . Then a horse bridle looking thing went into our mouths , they had blinders so our vision was limited to what was in front of us. A chain was connected to the d rings of our collars ,and locked on we were now attached to each other. Master TM , then lead us out into the bright sunlight. Both of our first view of the compound from the outside, pretty much an open field with a road at the end of the driveway. Not fenced in or a tall wall. Just open space. Ok inmates , this is the mower you will use. It was 4 rotary non powered mowers, with a series of welded braces attaching them together, along with harnesses to attache to us. You two will pull these mowers like a couple of jackasses , she laughed. This is an excellent workout. But you two must march as one or the mowers won't cut right and demerits will be given. She attached ankle cuffs to our feet, a waist belt to attach the harness to us. Chains connecting out waist belts to each other, our hands were cuffed and hund from our collars d ring . We were pointed into the direction she wanted mowed . And off we went, slow at first , not being able to see the other attached to you was hard to get in sync, but after some try and errors, we managed to get started, Master TM said a good jackass team can get this mowed in 3 hours , so get moving bitches , and a swat to or asses set us off. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y Master TM had placed cow bells on us as to call attention to our sight . This is always Her plan , wanting to bring attention to our acceptance to her control. She wants the outside world to see how much she controls us . It also humiliates us and reminds us that we can no longer resist. So some of the locals come to see the show , I or we can see them stop and stare , most look on for a bit , but leave. In my mind I was thinking , how could this be a normal sight that it only gets this much attention. Who is MASTER TM. The day was hot and , Master TM came to give us a drink , of course , it was piss contaminated , but we drank it any way . All we were getting . Staying in unison was a hard chore to master , we , or I tried , since I could not see my fellow mower, I'll assume . Finally we finished. Master TM came out and gave us a failing grade, and we had gone over our time limit. We would be punished , it was around noon. And the sun was just peeking. OK inmates , you two botched the job, it looks like shit. You took too long , So now time for you to learn. You two will be spending the afternoon in the hot house. What , a hot house , of course I had or knew what one was , but She had one on property. She leashed us and lead us to a black shack behind the house , she opened the door of the shack and there was an I beam spanning the entire width of the room , the heat roared out when she opened the door , Get off those dresses twats , dont want them falling around your heads. A strange thing to say I thought . Put on the top and bottom black and whites. We complied , She removed the harnesses around our heads, and placed her pacifier in our mouths , She lead us into the room , very hot even with the door open. She attached a ankle cuff contraption around our legs and strapped our arms folded behind our backs. We then heard a whirling noise like a garage door opener , and we were slowly drug and then raised by our ankles to about 6 inches off the ground. Ok inmates , you two hang around in here for a while , hope you don't mind the heat. The door slammed shut and we hung there upside down , twisting in the wind , the heat was already boiling and the sweat began building and pouring out of me . Going to be a long afternoon. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y The heat was unbearable , we hung there twisting to a piece of music we could not hear. We would catch glances when our twist dance allowed or each other. Sweat got into my eyes and burned , I wanted to say or ask or anything , but with Master TMS pacifier installed in my mouth , I was helpless to do so. I thought , why am I unable to speak, spit out , or do anything when Master TM places her pacifier in my mouth . I felt almost like a piece of furniture , or a tool, or , well not human , or at least a human with control over their situation. Time stood still, Master TM swung the door , ope, and a rush of air filled the room , it felt good , even hot air feels good when it moving, a whirl of the lifting mechanism and i my self being lifted to the rafters. Then a wheeled table was placed under me and I was slowly lowered to the table. I need to replenish some of your fluids inmates , so I thought a big glass of my piss water should do the trick, She plucked the pacifier from my mouth and replaced it with a funnel, and began to pour. I held my tongue on the hole to keep from chocking on her piss water, it worked and I got no demerits for spillage. She then lowered me back , and repeated with the girl. After we had been watered down and repasified .Master TM said , its 4 oclock, you have been in here for 3 1/2 hours, would you two like to hang around for another 3 ? We almost with out thought both nodded a yes, There are my bobble heads, my black and white bobble heads. Ok inmates , you get your wish and the door slammed shut , and the heat began to raise yet again. I thought , why did I nod yes, what the hell is wrong with me, and with her. Are we both insane ? Guess we will have 3 1/2 hours more to think on it. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y My mind was toast, unable to think of anything but the moment , The heat and the pain of the situation was too much for me to comprehend and my mind had shut down. I didn't even notice her come back in Master TM that is , all I knew was that I was marching back to the compound. Tethered or chained to my new companion. Master TM ordered us to our cages , or at least I think , as that was where I was when my mind decided to function again. I could hardly move I could see the girl in the cage next to me , she was in a ball knees to her chest her back towards me. I tried stretching my legs but the pain was too much and I rolled back into the fetal position. A bowl of water was in the corner and I slowly crawled to it and lapped up its contents. Strange , the bowl was not anchored to the floor , I could of easily picked it up and drank from it , but my sub conscious had me drink it like a dog. Where was my mind , what was she doing to me . And how was she doing this. Her mind games were reprogramming me. I didn't want to be a beta male , but I did want to be a beta male. I wanted her control. I needed her cruelty, I wanted her cruelty. I wanted to suffer for her , I needed to suffer for her. She was in my mind I had no control. I curled back into the fetal position . Thought was too hard right now. Sleep came fast. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y Sentencing day. Like I knew what the hell that meant. I was still sore from the events of the preceding day. I had slept well. But dreams of sugar plums laced with venom danced in my head. I could not see into the adjacent cell , somehow the plexy glass had become fogged, couldn't hear much either. A loud booming voice rebounded off the walls of my cage. Inmate awake, Inmates awake . Kneel at the cage door for your breakfast. I did so hurriedly, with no thought. When I got into position , I wondered what force was driving me to comply with these orders. And I did so without thinking . Why was this Female who I met on the internet so woven into my brain , I could not resist her commands. The bowl was slid in through the small opening , I lowered my head to eat its contents, oatmeal laced with Master TM s piss. But I ate it with out question. Once again , I was eating out of a bowl like a dog, no one was forcing me to eat this way , I was doing it with out thinking, l;ike it was my destiny , like it had always been that way. How was she shaping my world this way ? I thought of the girl , and if she too was struggling with her place in Master TMs world. Too much to analyze. Just follow orders, keep your head down , grovel at her feet and to her power. That was the ticket. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y After out breakfast , I was given a fresh pair of black and whites , top and bottoms , no underwear. I dressed quickly, I was then placed in my restraints, ankle cuffs , elbow cuffs , waist belt , handcuffs, all locked to the waist belt, Hands fitted with finger less gloves , posture collar , also with chains lock to waist belt, and the ever present pacifier . Hobbling was the only way to move with all this on , I was placed on a leash and lead out of my cage, the girl was already out and we were chained together by out collars. Master TM asked if we were ready and happy to be sentenced, Both out heads nodded in agreement , like trained dogs. There are my two bobble heads, Master TM laughed. And with a pull on the leash we were lead into a room with multiple chairs. And we were lead to the front of the room where two posts stoop about 3 feet high. We were ordered to our knees and our collars were chained and locked to the eye screw on the posts. A black bag was placed over my head so I could not see. I heard the movement of people and light chatter , laughs , and then the announcement , Call to order, and the room became quite. My black bag was removed from my head . Bull Master Rick was in front . He read out , Thank you all for coming to these inmates sentencing day . These two will receive their sentence handed out by MASTER TM, and you are all here to witness . All rise for MASTER TM. I couldnt , being chained to the post. I could see MASTER TM enter and come in front of us , She sat down in a Throne type chair. Please be seated , she ordered. And thank you all for attending . I'm going to keep this short and sweet. Inmate 082065188 ,inmate 082065187 , you have been sentenced to 2 years service to MASTER TM . You will be labeled and numbered so everyone will know who and what you are. Bull Master Rick please prepare the inmates for labeling and numbering. My mind was numb , 2 years service, labeled and numbered . What the hell did that mean? Bull Master Rick removed our restraints and clothing and we both were restrained and hands and ankles cuffed , our arms were lifted above our heads our feet leaving the ground about 6 inches from the floor, out legs were chained and spread. Master TM came in front of us and announced. You will be getting INMATE along with your number placed on your body , one will be above your gentile area, one in the tramp stamp position on your back. And one on your neck. These will only be removed by me , If I decide . No way out now inmates. I shook . Where , why when , how could . I saw the ink . This was all to real. bikerguy11 55M sub 1y The die was cast , I had wanted to go down the rabbit hole I wanted to see. She had warned me, almost begging me not to , But still I persisted, and She obliged . Now I was in a world ran by an Female Master. She now controlled my life. She , god She ,god , some how her power had engulfed my subconscious, now eating out of a bowl was normal, whit no hands, drinking out of a bowl was normal. Wearing female prisoner clothing was normal. Being locked in chastity was normal. A pacifier place in my mouth was normal. It sent me to a place , a place that wasn't even in my wildest imagination possible. I had been under the allusion, which turned out to be a delusion . It was all Her , my thoughts were of Her. I wanted to please Her. What had she done? Was She some kind of witch , able to take the soul of the unsuspecting ? bikerguy11 55M sub 1y It was a travel day , I was being sent home, in much worse shape then when I arrived , mentally and physically. After my marking and sentencing ceremony, Master TM announced, that She wanted me to go w Thank you .I had been in contact with Her for months endless conversations, lunches , dinners , nothing heavy but the decision had been made , and today it would become real. He waited for the phone to buzz with Her message, the boxes of what She called , training aids and travel gear, had come in early in the week, and She had ordered that they not be opened , until She commanded it. He had ideas of what the boxes may contain , but still the unknowing weighed heavy on his brain.   Then the phone buzzed, it was Her. It read , Hello scott, and for the record that will be the last time that name will ever be used by me addressing you. From now on you are inmate 082065187, you will only be addressed as this or some other degrading term or title, but you have no name, If someone asks you who you are in My presence, and I allow you to speak, you will say MasteR TMs inmate 082065187, I now own your identity along with body, and in a short period your mind. My heart raced as I read the text, what was I signing up for , and I wanted to run and hide, but Her control was overpowering , and I had to reply a meek yes Master TM.   Good , now lets get you ready for your trip over to my now your prison. I opened the first box, I knew what it was going to be as we had discussed the particulars before hand, it was a chastity cage that was also a shock trainer. Put my cage on my penis twat! She ordered, I had read ALL THE INSTRUCTIONS AND KNEW HOW TO PUT IT ON WITHOUT MANY PROBLEMS, Locking it on with the locks, minus any keys, and replied that her Penis was locked. But she already knew as once the connector wire was plugged in her phone had control over the cage. So a lite humm was sent and my penis swelled in the cage filling it , Hows that feel inmate , the texed read , a good was my reply. LOL came back, and then a sharp jolt ripped through the cage , making me lose my breath, and then the cage spoke, ' On your knees inmate , Her voice broke the silence, god I thought she can speak through this thing too, I can hear your responses inmate so than me Inmate, Which I did and She laughed at my situation. Ok worm , now to dress you for your little trip. open the rest of the boxes and follow my written instructions. I opened the boxes seeing the contents was taken aback. Mostly female looking clothing, the instructions read, Panties on first, then sports bra , both were orange with inmate printed on them, then the pantyhose, they were glossy shiny ones, then the corset. then the black leggings which were shiny too, then the top/little french maid dress with arm sleeves and zippered up the back, knee high boots finished the outfit also zippered up. Ok inmate send me a pic of you in your traveling clothes . And I did , she laughed at the spetcial , oh arnt you pretty . Ok inmate to further my control , you see the zippers on the boots have locks on the so go ahead and lock them up , and the little dress zipper too, now place the belt around your waist and put the lock through and close , I complied , Ok inmate , not that you need an explanation , but here is your situation. I have removed your name and replaced it with your new identity , I have taken control over your penis and now I own it. It is locked in a cage, I have you dressed in female clothing and you cant remove any of it, you are mine. Get in your car and drive to my prison , I will text you during your ride, and then a knee bending shock ripped through the cage, and she laughed , Who is in control inmate, I responded Master TM, and who are you Master TMs inmate 082065187. good get here now , you are on the clock so don't be late. bikerguy11   55M sub 1y   55M sub 1y   I crawled into the photo room , I was instructed to kneel for my ID pic, 3 pics total . I was then given my Inmate ID , just my pic with my new idenity 082065187. I was then instructed to crawl to the next room where I would be recieving more instruction . I crawled in to see a metal chair , with a swung out desk top , on the seat of the chair was one of those mats for a wheeled chair, on carpet but turned upside down with the little sharp teeth sticking up. I was ordered to raise my dress and sit down , which I did , She quickly moved the swinging desk part into position , effectly locking me into the desk. It had ankle restraints , and she quickly locked them . Then my wrists were cuffed , I had a little play in those but not enough to effectly try and escape. She then announced , now you see that pantyhose and a thong don't offer much protection from my attitude seat do they! I nodded in agreement. Ok inmate , this next entertainment , well entertainment for me , not so much you. She dropped a stack of paper on the desk part along with a bunch of pencils. You will write Inmate 082065187 until I tell you to stop, If I see that you have stopped writing for any time more then 30 seconds , I have this to prompt you to continue, she then produceed an electric shock collar, and dutifully locked it around my neck. Start writing bitch , which I complied with, over and over the next few hours , or so it seemed like etunity I wrote and wrote my new idenity , she then came in and asked if I would like a drink , still pascified I nodded , and she removed my pascifier. She then produced a water glass , slightly discolored. This has 1/4 of my golden piss in it , every drop of my pisss will make you more and more submissive to me. So drink up, inmate. I hesitated , and she frowned , ok inmate you get A demarit for that stall, drink up or Illl go get a funnel and You will not like that. I quickly drank down her mix, not too bad but her unine was a distinct taste . I put the blass down and she asked if I was through , and I nodded an effirmitive , and she said ok another demarit , you did not finish all of my piss drink , and that is very rude. You will love to drink my piss , when ever I say , so your next drink will be 2/3 rds of my piss to water, eventually It will go to all piss , but this will do for now. She then slipped another pacisifier out from her pants and placed it in my mouth continue inmate, so on and on I went , with no end in site bikerguy11   55M sub 1y   Would this stack of paper ever go away , I thought as I filled out line after line of my new idenity , Inmate 082065187, 33 lines per paper , 3 columns , both sides 198 per sheet. On and on , hour after hour , I think , time stood still, my mind was flooded with pain coming from my ass and hand , when would this stop, the pile grew biggwer and bigger, She would occasionally bring by a water glass filled with her piss and what little water was left to fill the glasss, I had learned to drink it all without hesitation , lick the glass, try and extract each and every drop. Or face a demarit, and a additional % of piss . It was at least a distraction , not a good one but a distraction, finally after what seemed for ever she ordered pencil down , and took the pile of papers I had filled with her order, and flipped threw the pages , and promptly ripped them in half, and said,Are we clear on your new idenity inmate , I nidded a yes , as the pacisifier was still in place, Good, We havn't heard your voice yet, not that anything that comes out of it will ever be heard , , your mouth is now one of your sexual pleasure zones, along with your ass. But that will come in due time. We are now going to focuse on the mouth. She unlocked the desk part of what was my seated prison, and released my feet and then my hand , and orderd me off of her seat, My legs and ass were numb and i could hardly stand and fell to my knees. She laughed , might as well stay there for a bit inmate and crawl over to my feet and thank me for allowing you to write your identity so many time , I crawled over and placed my face on her boots, she reached dow