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Male slave seeks Mistress. Experienced in obeying orders, serving needs and pleasing desires. My pleasure is in making my Mistresss life easier by completing all of Her chores.
7/5/2013 12:39:47 PM
This is the continuation from my profile where i detailed some of my experiences as a white slave to Superior Women of Color. Mistress Mahogany also liked to make use of something i will call the "torture chair." Basically, it was a wooden post with a crossbar attached to it in the shape of a t. There were two open squares made out of 2x4s which were attached to the lower part of the post. They were attached to form a 90 degree angle and they served to support the slave's legs in a seated position. There was no real seat to sit on. The slave would take a seat on the legs of the torture chair. Straps kept the ankles secured and the thighs secured to the legs. Another strap attached to the post held the slave in position around the stomach. Straps attached to the crossbar were tightened around the slave's wrists and biceps to hold the arms out parallel to the floor. Finally, the neck could also be strapped to the post. A naked slave in the torture chair would be completely immobile and vulnerable to the whims of Mistress Mahogany. Let's just say i ended up in that chair more than a few times. The first time i was strapped into the chair was purely for Mistress Mahogany's sadistic pleasure. She blindfolded me and i had no idea what to expect next. The first thing i remember was a prickly sensation around the entire shaft of my penis. i didn't know what She was doing at the time, but later found out that She had wrapped a leather sheath that contained numerous thumb tack sized spikes on the inside around my penis. The sheath was held on by a lace that could be adjusted more tightly or loosely depending on Mistress Mahogany's mood. It felt pretty snug, especially as my hard on increased. The harder my cock got, the more painful the prickly sensation. Every now and then She would give it a good squeeze just to laugh at my painful reaction. With the sheath in place, i then remember Her attaching some clamps to my nipples and the tip of my cock and balls. The pain of the metal clamps was pretty bad, but then She started jolting me with electric shocks from a control box She held in Her hands. She started off with low voltage and short durations. Then She gradually increased the voltage and durations. She got a real sadistic enjoyment from seeing me squirm and twist against my bonds. She laughed as i moaned and groaned in agony. i began serving Mistress Mahogany during my first year of college. Though the university i attended was over three hundred miles away, i served Her every chance i got when i came back home for breaks and holidays. After completing college, i started graduate school. As luck would have it, the grad school i chose was about a 15 minute walk from Mistress Mahogany's house. I rented an apartment which was about two streets away from Her. i would now be able to serve Her on a more full time basis. Other things She enjoyed doing with Her property (me) included trampling and ass worship. She enjoyed having me lie down on the floor so She could stand on my chest with heels and with bare feet. She would have me lick the sole of one foot, while She put the rest of Her weight on my stomach with Her other foot. She would have me suck Her toes, individually, and then all at once. She would brace Herself with a chair back to maintain Her balance. She also enjoyed having me kneel down behind Her so i could kiss and lick Her beautiful ebony ass. Another device that Mistress Mahogany had at Her disposal was stocks. Her stocks had a wooden base and a wooden upright part that was attached to the base. The base had two planks with semi circles cut in them. One plank slid back and forth so the slave's ankles could be held in place. The planks could be latched and then locked if necessary. This would hold the slave's feet to the floor. The upright portion had similar cutouts for the wrists and neck. The upper plank slid down over the slave's wrists and neck to hold them firmly in place. Of course, it could also be latched and locked to hold the slave securely in a bent over position. Mistress Mahogany would often place me, naked, in Her stocks. It was a great way for Her to keep me immobile and bent over with my entire backside exposed. Of course, my front was also open and exposed. She would practice Her whipping skills on me while i was locked in Her stocks. She could have full access to my entire backside for whipping, caning, paddling, and flogging. Sometimes She would just leave me in the stocks after a good whipping while She left the room to tend to other things. i was left alone with my thoughts and sometimes She wouldn't return for hours. One time, i arrived about 10 minutes later than our agreed upon time. Mistress Mahogany was not pleased that Her slave property would keep Her waiting. i apologized but that wasn't good enough and She decided to teach me a lesson i would never forget. Among the other tools at Her disposal, Mistress Mahogany had a gymnastics vaulting horse with four legs. She had me lie face down lengthwise on the padded surface. She strapped my wrists and ankles down tightly to the four legs. i was straddling the horse with my naked backside openly exposed. She proceeded to beat my backside red with every whip, flogger, cane, and paddle She had hanging up on Her wall. She kept reminding me that i was being punished for being late and that it should never happen again. When She was finally done beating me, after more than an hour, my backside was so red, marked up, and in so much pain, i couldn't even sit for the next two days without excruciating pain. Needless to say, i was never late for Mistress Mahogany ever again. Mistress Mahogany owned me as one of Her devoted slaves for about 12 years, throughout college, graduate school, and beyond. When i was about thirty She told me that She had to move back to North Carolina for family related reasons. She released me from Her ownership and granted me my freedom from my slavery to Her. i was sad to see Her leave because She was a great Owner.