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Rob had asked me to meet him in Napoleons for a few drinks before we went back to his place. We had been seeing each other for about three months. He was the first guy I had really let myself go with. I’d been married to a lovely girl for five years but couldn’t resist the thrill and feeling of being with another man. She found texts on my phone from a guy who described in detail what we had done the evening before and how much he was looking forward to doing it again with me the following week when she was away with work. She went ballistic and we went through a bad time and I swore it wouldn’t happen again but six months later of fighting the feeling, I had relapsed and given in to my primal urge and texted a guy I had met regularly and asked if he wanted to hook up. I didn’t know but she tracked me and turned up at his house while we were in bed and kicked off. I collected my stuff, lived at my workmates for a while until she told him why I had been dumped and then found a bed sit in the student areas and slowly built myself esteem back up. I’d resigned at my job after she posted all sorts of stuff about me to friends who I worked with and am now happily single, gay and living in a nice apartment in the centre of the city with a healthy sex life.
Rob was a lovely guy, looked out for me in the early days and we eventually got together once I came out. My progression from being a gay guy to then indulging in my fantasy of cross dressing really amused him but he pampered me and encouraged me, helping me to feel at ease in my new skin so to speak. I’m quite a convincing female when fully made up and have quite a few admirers who visit my place regularly to spend time and have fun with “Carla”.Rob had introduced me to his fetish, Latex, rubber and leather and I had a bit of a wardrobe building up. Mainly stockings and suspenders but my favourite outfit is a black wet look cat suit with matching thigh high heels that lace up from toe to thigh with red laces.
Rob loves me wearing this and I’m always sure of a good fucking when I do. We watch a lot of porn together and he’s introduced me to other guys who like to dominate as Rob feels a bit uneasy when I ask him to be masterful with me. I visit a married guy in Liverpool and stay over for the weekend every time she is away visiting relatives in Ireland and we have a lot of fun with me being his slave and cum dump. I inevitably end up in the stockings and panties with him and look forward to our times together.
Rob had explained to me that he was at a party a couple of weekends ago and had met Adrian, a leather Master who had his own place and was telling Rob and the group of guys at the party about advertising for a rubber sub and only getting guys who wanted to spend a couple of hours or days role playing and how he was frustrated at the lack of a good obedient sub who wanted this lifestyle full time.
I almost knocked Rob over when I grabbed him and asked him to tell me more. He laughed and said if I was serious he really would set up a meeting with him for me.
I wrestled with the idea for at least a minute and asked Rob if he would.
That night in Napoleons, Rob told me the guy had seen my pics that Rob had shared with him and definitely wanted to meet up with me.
I keep my self caged and plugged as I love the feeling, even though I don’t have anyone who keeps the key to it. Yet!. My cock went hard as I thought of a real Master wearing my key.
He showed me some pics that Adrian had sent for him to show me on his phone.
He was a tall dark eyed big but not muscular guy with a shaven head. A couple of pics showed him stood legs astride in leather jodhpurs and vest with a riding crop. Another had a head and shoulders pic of him in a bikers hat.
”Are you sure your ok with me meeting him Rob?” I asked. I knew we had become close and didn’t want to throw our friendship away by meeting a guy who I knew was also a close friend of a friend of Robs.
”Not at all babe” he smiled. I knew when he was being genuine and honest and when he was hiding his real feelings and his easy smile and relaxed manner told me he was cool with me meeting up with Adrian.
”Where and when?” I asked
“Here, he said to give you his number if you liked the pics” he smiled.
We relaxed and had a good evening, I met with some old friends of both of ours and had a good drink. Rob hooked up with one of his regular boyfriends and I headed to another pub with the gang and finally fell into a taxi and headed home.
As soon as I got in I texted Adrians number.” Hello Adrian, it’s Steve, Rob’s friend. I loved your photos and would love to meet up with you x” I pressed send and went to make myself some toast and a coffee.
Almost immediately my phone pinged.
”Call me now” it said.
I suddenly became nervous.” What the hells up with you?” I said to myself and pressed Call Number.
”Yes” said a deep sexy voice.
”Hello Master” I said half joking but mainly serious.
”Where are you?” He asked.
”I’m just home getting ready for bed Sir” I said. He hadn’t laughed when I said Master or given me his name so I carried on with the subservient approach.
”I’d like us to meet up tomorrow, say eight o’clock in NYNY” he said sexily
”I’ll be there Sir” I said and he hung up.
Well! That’s the start of my submissive life at the hands of a leather daddy” I thought to myself and drank my coffee and dressed for bed. I always wear panties and stockings and a short nightie for bed. I love the feminine feel and slipped into a deep sleep.
The following day was Friday so an early finish was on the cards and I went straight home and dodged the usual Friday booze up straight from work with the girls.
I still shaved and oiled my body and dressed in jeans and a black t shirt and my Redwing boots.
I went into town around seven, had a couple of beers in The Vine and then headed over to New York.
Adrian was already sat down with three other big bear type guys and I waved and walked straight over.
”Don’t sit down yet” he said to me sternly as I reached for the spare chair.
I stopped dead and stood almost to attention. His friends looked me up and down, no one smiled or commented and I felt really uneasy.
”Four pints of lager slave” he said and then continued chatting to the big bald bear at his right.
I went to the bar and ordered four lagers for them and a Diet Coke for myself and took the beers over first. As I returned with the coke, Adrian took it from my hand and gave it to another of the guys and motioned with his head to the table at the side of us. The bear placed the glass on it and Adrian looked at me crossly.
“I said four lagers, I didn’t say to get yourself anything.” He said. One of the guys shook his head as if what I had done was unforgivable.
I liked this. I was being controlled by an Alpha and it was being done in. Front of others. My cock started to get hard in my cage.
”I’m sorry Master” I said looking down at the floor.
“That’s ok, your new and don’t know, I like the fact you immediately apologised and looked suitably sorry, but no more mistakes tonight, is that understood?” He said. His voice had softened.
””Yes Master, I understand, forgive me” I added.
”Put your hands behind your back and stand here at the side of me” he ordered. I did exactly that and they chatted if I wasn’t there. I stood for an hour. I looked at the clock on the wall and wondered how lon it would be before he spoke to me again. Should I just walk away or was this a test. I decided to stick with it. Other guys came over and spoke with him, they ignored me but other people in the room were looking across at me. I must have looked like an idiot stood with no one acknowledging me. I went to the bar for them four more times, I paid out of my pocket and placed the beers in front of them then went back to Adrian’s side and stood hands behind my back looking down at the floor. Eventually the three guys all started to say goodbye and one by one they left the club leaving me stood alone with him.
”Now sit opposite me” he ordered.
”Thank
you Master” I said and sat.
”I hear you want a sub life, to serve a dominant man, be his slut, slave, servant, whatever” he said to me.
Four guys on the next table all looked over.
”Yes Master I do” I replied
“Not a weekend role, not a vanilla plaything that wants to bail out once training becomes tough?” He asked. His blue eyes bore into mine.
”No Master, a I want to serve, be trained and become a sub to you” I said. My cock was almost breaking the lock on my cage.
“I’m very demanding. I want a sub that does not think for itself, that has only one goal in its pathetic life, to make sure I am happy” he smiled. His perfect white teeth made him look so handsome.
”Yes Master, I understand” I said looking down.
”I hear your a sissy, like to dress up like a sissy slut” he said.
” Yes Master” I replied. The four guys next to us had stopped talking and we were the focus of attention. Adrian knew this and played to his audience.
”You will undergo a ceremony” he smiled. ”In front of witnesses, and sign a declaration of servitude and submission to me, understood?” He snapped
”Yes Master, I will do and sign anything you require Sir” I said. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. How much I wanted this, it was a dream, a fantasy come to life and I was almost begging him to make me swear and sign my life to him.
He stood and beckoned me after him and I walked behind him across to a taxi rank. He gave me his address and I went inside and ordered the taxi then returned and stood behind him. When the car pulled up he stood at the door waiting for me to open it for him. I did then got in the front and chatted to the driver as he asked if we had enjoyed our evening. Master said the evening hadn’t finished yet and we all laughed. As we pulled up at the large Victorian house I paid then jumped out and ran to let Master out of the back. The car drove away and I followed him up the drive. Once we reached the porch he stopped and turned to me.
”Strip and throw your clothes in the bin” he ordered.
”Shall I keep my phone Master?” I asked.
”Did I say throw your clothes but keep your phone?” He said. His voice was low but angry.
I stripped off, threw everything in the bin and stood before him naked. He looked down at my cage and smiled.
“I like that. You will love being my slave if that turns you on” he chuckled and unlocked the door and walked in. I followed him and closed it after me.
Lock it and hand me the keys” he said.
I did and then looked at them. He smiled and looked at the floor and then back at me. I instinctively knelt before him.
”Excellent” he grinned. “Wait there and don’t move” he added.
He went up the large staircase and I took a quick look around. The place was well furnished with expensive decorative pictures and items. Flowers were on every table.
He came down the stairs dressed as a Leather Master. My cock leaked as I took in his appearance and thought of serving him. Expensive riding boots, buffed and shined to perfection, leather jodhpurs and braces over a tight short sleeved leather shirt. He had his motorcycle hat on and carried a riding crop.
I gazed at him in awe.
”Follow, on your knees” he said and we headed to a door at the side of the stairs, this led down into a dark cellar and my eyes adjusted to a dim red light he switched on. It was his dungeon. A cross with restraints on the far wall, benches with restraints, the walls were lined with chains, whips, floggers and cuffs.
A large dog cage in the corner of the room had the door open and I wondered, knew ,that’s is where I would be sleeping now I was owned by him.
”Over here” he barked and I scurried to kneel at his feet. I felt the thick leather collar tighten around my neck and heard the click of the lock securing it.
”Sit up and beg like a dog” he said and I raised up on my knees with my hands drooping at the wrists as he took a metal rod and snapped the lock off my cage. This was only to put his own lock on and he snapped it shut with a satisfied smile.
”There now” he grinned, “That’s better”
I stayed begging as he sat down on a chair I could only describe as a throne.
”I’m going to do things to you slave” he stated
”One, fulfil your fantasies of being owned by a Master and serving me in every way I see fit” he smiled
”And two, make your life at my feet the hardest most painful experience you can ever imagine.” He said
”You will be used, abused and broken by me, made to perform like a whore, a servant and a lovestruck bitch that has only one goal in life and that is to please your Master” he said
“Thank you Master” I replied
”Excellent” he grinned. “Now, let’s put your drinking hood on shall we?” He questioned. I knelt upright as he placed a rubber eyeless hood with a small hole at the mouthpiece over my head and carefully zipped it up and positioned the little spout into my mouth. Then something was connected to the tube and I felt it hooked to the front on my fore head. Then the unmistakeable hot bitter taste flooded my mouth and I drank all his piss as he filled the tube up. He had drank at least four pints as I knew of so I was going to get this treatment at least a couple of times before bed.
I remained knelt and strained to hear what he was doing but I wasn’t even sure if he was even still in the dungeon with me.
Then I heard his boots on the stone floor and he cuffed my hands behind my back. Then a strap pulled my elbows together and then he raised me by placing his finger in the D ring of my collar and yanked me up hard. My legs ached with kneeling for so long and I staggered slightly. Ankle cuffs were fastened and locked on and a chain clipped to them. This also was locked on. Then he walked me along, my legs shackled caused me to shuffle along until he stooped me and turned me around. A chain was connected to my collar and he hoisted me up by it so I was almost on tip toe. I groaned and he patted my bottom. My breathing was loud, amplified by the pipe on my drinking hood. The chains on my ankles were then connected to my wrists and I struggled as the length was restrictive.
It pulled me backwards to allow me some comfort. The tube was removed and a plug stopped me breathing through my mouth and I struggled for air as the breathe holes in the mask weren’t very big.
”Relax slave” I heard him say, And I will see you tomorrow for the start of your training.”
I hung by my neck and ached as I heard the door slam and lock. I started to panic. He would hear me and come back and release me. I struggled and started to hyperventilate a Si couldn’t breathe through my nose to get enough air in. I passed out and came around again. Still bound and gagged, still in pain from the restrictive bindings. He was not coming back. I slowed myself down, calmed myself. I had too. I hung and shuffled all through the night and cried at the pain and cramps. I sobbed loudly. What had I done?
After an age I heard the door unlock and my Master coming down the stairs. He unlocked the chain I was hanging by and I fell to my knees. Then the plug was removed and I gasped at the fresh air. Only to feel the pipe fit and the hot taste of his piss.
”First drink of the day slave” he said,” drink it up, lots more to come” he laughed.
After he had finished he removed the hood and I looked up at him, red eyed from crying and tiredness.
”I’m going to alow you to go to the toilet now, then shower and douche yourself” he smiled
“Thank you Master” I sobbed
“Then you can sleep before we sign your contract and really start your training to be the perfect slave” he smiled
My heart sank, I realised that it was going to be hard to get out of this situation. Would Rob know what was happening to me, where I was being kept?
I prayed he would miss me and come to find me.
I was dragged over to the cage after showering and drying myself on an old dirty towel and had my hands cuffed behind my back again. I was thrown in the cage and the door locked. I had to place my head through a hole in the top of the cage where it was secured by a steel collar and a ball gag fitted into my mouth.
“Get some sleep slave” he smiled. “After you commit to me in your pledge to serve, your going to be sucking and rimming me for the rest of the day” he laughed “Are you excited?”
”Yes Master, thank you Master” I said.
“Then I will introduce you to the delights of torture and pain, whips and clamps, your hole stretched so far you will not believe it” he chuckled.
He left the dungeon and turned out the lights.
It will be hard at first” he said, “But you will soon become so used to sleeping in that position that you will wonder how you ever did so lying down” he said. The door locked and I knelt in the darkness.
My cock began to swell. I had wanted this, dreamed of being used by a Dom.
I closed my eyes and dreamed of being allowed to rim and suck my Master and pledge my body and soul to him.
Part two to follow
Rob was a lovely guy, looked out for me in the early days and we eventually got together once I came out. My progression from being a gay guy to then indulging in my fantasy of cross dressing really amused him but he pampered me and encouraged me, helping me to feel at ease in my new skin so to speak. I’m quite a convincing female when fully made up and have quite a few admirers who visit my place regularly to spend time and have fun with “Carla”.Rob had introduced me to his fetish, Latex, rubber and leather and I had a bit of a wardrobe building up. Mainly stockings and suspenders but my favourite outfit is a black wet look cat suit with matching thigh high heels that lace up from toe to thigh with red laces.
Rob loves me wearing this and I’m always sure of a good fucking when I do. We watch a lot of porn together and he’s introduced me to other guys who like to dominate as Rob feels a bit uneasy when I ask him to be masterful with me. I visit a married guy in Liverpool and stay over for the weekend every time she is away visiting relatives in Ireland and we have a lot of fun with me being his slave and cum dump. I inevitably end up in the stockings and panties with him and look forward to our times together.
Rob had explained to me that he was at a party a couple of weekends ago and had met Adrian, a leather Master who had his own place and was telling Rob and the group of guys at the party about advertising for a rubber sub and only getting guys who wanted to spend a couple of hours or days role playing and how he was frustrated at the lack of a good obedient sub who wanted this lifestyle full time.
I almost knocked Rob over when I grabbed him and asked him to tell me more. He laughed and said if I was serious he really would set up a meeting with him for me.
I wrestled with the idea for at least a minute and asked Rob if he would.
That night in Napoleons, Rob told me the guy had seen my pics that Rob had shared with him and definitely wanted to meet up with me.
I keep my self caged and plugged as I love the feeling, even though I don’t have anyone who keeps the key to it. Yet!. My cock went hard as I thought of a real Master wearing my key.
He showed me some pics that Adrian had sent for him to show me on his phone.
He was a tall dark eyed big but not muscular guy with a shaven head. A couple of pics showed him stood legs astride in leather jodhpurs and vest with a riding crop. Another had a head and shoulders pic of him in a bikers hat.
”Are you sure your ok with me meeting him Rob?” I asked. I knew we had become close and didn’t want to throw our friendship away by meeting a guy who I knew was also a close friend of a friend of Robs.
”Not at all babe” he smiled. I knew when he was being genuine and honest and when he was hiding his real feelings and his easy smile and relaxed manner told me he was cool with me meeting up with Adrian.
”Where and when?” I asked
“Here, he said to give you his number if you liked the pics” he smiled.
We relaxed and had a good evening, I met with some old friends of both of ours and had a good drink. Rob hooked up with one of his regular boyfriends and I headed to another pub with the gang and finally fell into a taxi and headed home.
As soon as I got in I texted Adrians number.” Hello Adrian, it’s Steve, Rob’s friend. I loved your photos and would love to meet up with you x” I pressed send and went to make myself some toast and a coffee.
Almost immediately my phone pinged.
”Call me now” it said.
I suddenly became nervous.” What the hells up with you?” I said to myself and pressed Call Number.
”Yes” said a deep sexy voice.
”Hello Master” I said half joking but mainly serious.
”Where are you?” He asked.
”I’m just home getting ready for bed Sir” I said. He hadn’t laughed when I said Master or given me his name so I carried on with the subservient approach.
”I’d like us to meet up tomorrow, say eight o’clock in NYNY” he said sexily
”I’ll be there Sir” I said and he hung up.
Well! That’s the start of my submissive life at the hands of a leather daddy” I thought to myself and drank my coffee and dressed for bed. I always wear panties and stockings and a short nightie for bed. I love the feminine feel and slipped into a deep sleep.
The following day was Friday so an early finish was on the cards and I went straight home and dodged the usual Friday booze up straight from work with the girls.
I still shaved and oiled my body and dressed in jeans and a black t shirt and my Redwing boots.
I went into town around seven, had a couple of beers in The Vine and then headed over to New York.
Adrian was already sat down with three other big bear type guys and I waved and walked straight over.
”Don’t sit down yet” he said to me sternly as I reached for the spare chair.
I stopped dead and stood almost to attention. His friends looked me up and down, no one smiled or commented and I felt really uneasy.
”Four pints of lager slave” he said and then continued chatting to the big bald bear at his right.
I went to the bar and ordered four lagers for them and a Diet Coke for myself and took the beers over first. As I returned with the coke, Adrian took it from my hand and gave it to another of the guys and motioned with his head to the table at the side of us. The bear placed the glass on it and Adrian looked at me crossly.
“I said four lagers, I didn’t say to get yourself anything.” He said. One of the guys shook his head as if what I had done was unforgivable.
I liked this. I was being controlled by an Alpha and it was being done in. Front of others. My cock started to get hard in my cage.
”I’m sorry Master” I said looking down at the floor.
“That’s ok, your new and don’t know, I like the fact you immediately apologised and looked suitably sorry, but no more mistakes tonight, is that understood?” He said. His voice had softened.
””Yes Master, I understand, forgive me” I added.
”Put your hands behind your back and stand here at the side of me” he ordered. I did exactly that and they chatted if I wasn’t there. I stood for an hour. I looked at the clock on the wall and wondered how lon it would be before he spoke to me again. Should I just walk away or was this a test. I decided to stick with it. Other guys came over and spoke with him, they ignored me but other people in the room were looking across at me. I must have looked like an idiot stood with no one acknowledging me. I went to the bar for them four more times, I paid out of my pocket and placed the beers in front of them then went back to Adrian’s side and stood hands behind my back looking down at the floor. Eventually the three guys all started to say goodbye and one by one they left the club leaving me stood alone with him.
”Now sit opposite me” he ordered.
”Thank
you Master” I said and sat.
”I hear you want a sub life, to serve a dominant man, be his slut, slave, servant, whatever” he said to me.
Four guys on the next table all looked over.
”Yes Master I do” I replied
“Not a weekend role, not a vanilla plaything that wants to bail out once training becomes tough?” He asked. His blue eyes bore into mine.
”No Master, a I want to serve, be trained and become a sub to you” I said. My cock was almost breaking the lock on my cage.
“I’m very demanding. I want a sub that does not think for itself, that has only one goal in its pathetic life, to make sure I am happy” he smiled. His perfect white teeth made him look so handsome.
”Yes Master, I understand” I said looking down.
”I hear your a sissy, like to dress up like a sissy slut” he said.
” Yes Master” I replied. The four guys next to us had stopped talking and we were the focus of attention. Adrian knew this and played to his audience.
”You will undergo a ceremony” he smiled. ”In front of witnesses, and sign a declaration of servitude and submission to me, understood?” He snapped
”Yes Master, I will do and sign anything you require Sir” I said. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. How much I wanted this, it was a dream, a fantasy come to life and I was almost begging him to make me swear and sign my life to him.
He stood and beckoned me after him and I walked behind him across to a taxi rank. He gave me his address and I went inside and ordered the taxi then returned and stood behind him. When the car pulled up he stood at the door waiting for me to open it for him. I did then got in the front and chatted to the driver as he asked if we had enjoyed our evening. Master said the evening hadn’t finished yet and we all laughed. As we pulled up at the large Victorian house I paid then jumped out and ran to let Master out of the back. The car drove away and I followed him up the drive. Once we reached the porch he stopped and turned to me.
”Strip and throw your clothes in the bin” he ordered.
”Shall I keep my phone Master?” I asked.
”Did I say throw your clothes but keep your phone?” He said. His voice was low but angry.
I stripped off, threw everything in the bin and stood before him naked. He looked down at my cage and smiled.
“I like that. You will love being my slave if that turns you on” he chuckled and unlocked the door and walked in. I followed him and closed it after me.
Lock it and hand me the keys” he said.
I did and then looked at them. He smiled and looked at the floor and then back at me. I instinctively knelt before him.
”Excellent” he grinned. “Wait there and don’t move” he added.
He went up the large staircase and I took a quick look around. The place was well furnished with expensive decorative pictures and items. Flowers were on every table.
He came down the stairs dressed as a Leather Master. My cock leaked as I took in his appearance and thought of serving him. Expensive riding boots, buffed and shined to perfection, leather jodhpurs and braces over a tight short sleeved leather shirt. He had his motorcycle hat on and carried a riding crop.
I gazed at him in awe.
”Follow, on your knees” he said and we headed to a door at the side of the stairs, this led down into a dark cellar and my eyes adjusted to a dim red light he switched on. It was his dungeon. A cross with restraints on the far wall, benches with restraints, the walls were lined with chains, whips, floggers and cuffs.
A large dog cage in the corner of the room had the door open and I wondered, knew ,that’s is where I would be sleeping now I was owned by him.
”Over here” he barked and I scurried to kneel at his feet. I felt the thick leather collar tighten around my neck and heard the click of the lock securing it.
”Sit up and beg like a dog” he said and I raised up on my knees with my hands drooping at the wrists as he took a metal rod and snapped the lock off my cage. This was only to put his own lock on and he snapped it shut with a satisfied smile.
”There now” he grinned, “That’s better”
I stayed begging as he sat down on a chair I could only describe as a throne.
”I’m going to do things to you slave” he stated
”One, fulfil your fantasies of being owned by a Master and serving me in every way I see fit” he smiled
”And two, make your life at my feet the hardest most painful experience you can ever imagine.” He said
”You will be used, abused and broken by me, made to perform like a whore, a servant and a lovestruck bitch that has only one goal in life and that is to please your Master” he said
“Thank you Master” I replied
”Excellent” he grinned. “Now, let’s put your drinking hood on shall we?” He questioned. I knelt upright as he placed a rubber eyeless hood with a small hole at the mouthpiece over my head and carefully zipped it up and positioned the little spout into my mouth. Then something was connected to the tube and I felt it hooked to the front on my fore head. Then the unmistakeable hot bitter taste flooded my mouth and I drank all his piss as he filled the tube up. He had drank at least four pints as I knew of so I was going to get this treatment at least a couple of times before bed.
I remained knelt and strained to hear what he was doing but I wasn’t even sure if he was even still in the dungeon with me.
Then I heard his boots on the stone floor and he cuffed my hands behind my back. Then a strap pulled my elbows together and then he raised me by placing his finger in the D ring of my collar and yanked me up hard. My legs ached with kneeling for so long and I staggered slightly. Ankle cuffs were fastened and locked on and a chain clipped to them. This also was locked on. Then he walked me along, my legs shackled caused me to shuffle along until he stooped me and turned me around. A chain was connected to my collar and he hoisted me up by it so I was almost on tip toe. I groaned and he patted my bottom. My breathing was loud, amplified by the pipe on my drinking hood. The chains on my ankles were then connected to my wrists and I struggled as the length was restrictive.
It pulled me backwards to allow me some comfort. The tube was removed and a plug stopped me breathing through my mouth and I struggled for air as the breathe holes in the mask weren’t very big.
”Relax slave” I heard him say, And I will see you tomorrow for the start of your training.”
I hung by my neck and ached as I heard the door slam and lock. I started to panic. He would hear me and come back and release me. I struggled and started to hyperventilate a Si couldn’t breathe through my nose to get enough air in. I passed out and came around again. Still bound and gagged, still in pain from the restrictive bindings. He was not coming back. I slowed myself down, calmed myself. I had too. I hung and shuffled all through the night and cried at the pain and cramps. I sobbed loudly. What had I done?
After an age I heard the door unlock and my Master coming down the stairs. He unlocked the chain I was hanging by and I fell to my knees. Then the plug was removed and I gasped at the fresh air. Only to feel the pipe fit and the hot taste of his piss.
”First drink of the day slave” he said,” drink it up, lots more to come” he laughed.
After he had finished he removed the hood and I looked up at him, red eyed from crying and tiredness.
”I’m going to alow you to go to the toilet now, then shower and douche yourself” he smiled
“Thank you Master” I sobbed
“Then you can sleep before we sign your contract and really start your training to be the perfect slave” he smiled
My heart sank, I realised that it was going to be hard to get out of this situation. Would Rob know what was happening to me, where I was being kept?
I prayed he would miss me and come to find me.
I was dragged over to the cage after showering and drying myself on an old dirty towel and had my hands cuffed behind my back again. I was thrown in the cage and the door locked. I had to place my head through a hole in the top of the cage where it was secured by a steel collar and a ball gag fitted into my mouth.
“Get some sleep slave” he smiled. “After you commit to me in your pledge to serve, your going to be sucking and rimming me for the rest of the day” he laughed “Are you excited?”
”Yes Master, thank you Master” I said.
“Then I will introduce you to the delights of torture and pain, whips and clamps, your hole stretched so far you will not believe it” he chuckled.
He left the dungeon and turned out the lights.
It will be hard at first” he said, “But you will soon become so used to sleeping in that position that you will wonder how you ever did so lying down” he said. The door locked and I knelt in the darkness.
My cock began to swell. I had wanted this, dreamed of being used by a Dom.
I closed my eyes and dreamed of being allowed to rim and suck my Master and pledge my body and soul to him.
Part two to follow
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