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This was his life now. CBA He was smart. Smarter than the police. Smarter than the FBI. Smarter then everyone. No one could catch him. He had been doing his thing for years and years. Hell, he had been in his early twenties when he started. Even back then, he was always ahead of those who wanted to stop him. You see he had developed quite the system over the years. He owned a bunch of cargo trucks, and he used them to sell cheap goods up and down the Western coast. The key was - he used different vehicles every time he made a new circuit and always wearing a different disguise and with different hair colour. In reality, the trucks and the stuff he sold was a front, and excuse to travel into the cities and communities he wanted to travel. And in these communities he would 'hunt' for his prey. His name was really Reginald, Reggie to his friends.... well if he had friends. But to the press, he was called Mr Tears. And Mr Tears was responsible for the disappearance of so many girls and women, that he had lost count. He would stock them.... and when the timing was right, when there were no cameras, and no witnesses, he would capture them. He would drug them unconscious, and then use his trucks to transfer them to various holding areas. Once he had enough 'stock', he then sold them into slavery. Reggie had assembled just about enough flesh for another sale, but he wanted at least one or two more to fill out his portfolio. ********* Thing is - Reggie had been observed - he just didn't know it. And he wasn't the smartest. The person who observed him was much much smarter. And she wanted revenge. Because Reggie had taken her daughter. Racheal was a scientist and medical doctor. She had a wealth of experience working for some of the best biotech companies on the planet. She had also worked for several government organizations as well. And while working at some of these places, she had acquired the skills and the technology to do some pretty amazing things. Scary things if in the hands of someone who was angry and vengeful. So Racheal baited her trap, and waited for Reggie to bite. ********* Reggie had only seen a beautiful woman like her a few times in his life.... she was older than those he would normally hunt, but not completely unknown to him. She was fit, and had a certain dignity that he liked to strip away from his new acquisitions. And there she was running along the type of fitness trail Reggie liked to hunt for his prey. It was poorly illuminated, had no cameras posted along much of it's length, and was not so popular that there would be too much traffic. Perfect conditions. So Reggie parked his cargo truck nearby up the trail, quickly collected his supplies, and then hid himself close to where the woman would have to pass by. He could hear her as she approached, and just when she was passing by he pounced.... except she wasn't oblivious like he had thought, and before Reggie could register anything else he was hit in the chest by 50,000 volts..... ********* Racheal had reconnoitred the route thoroughly, she knew the best places to place a vehicle, and the best places to hide. She had then set up hidden cameras at each of the parking areas, and then placed motion sensors at any location where anyone might hide. She had known when Reggie had parked, and then was able to track his movements enough to know when he was hiding, and inside which bushes. In addition she had placed auto injectors onto her hip that could counter just about anything Mr Tears might use to incapacitate her - just in case he was able to foil her plans. She also had needle proof tights and similar other body hugging clothing items that would have posed a difficulty to bypass. But Racheal was pleased that she hadn't needed any of it. So she picked up Mr Tears and fireman carried him the short distance to his vehicle. Soon she had him well secured, and drove to a small well prepared factory building. The bays were easily big enough for her to take the vehicle inside, she closed the door, and then had all the privacy she needed to deal with Mr Tears. ********* Reggie woke up feeling very cloudy and he hurt all over. The taser had been very painful, and his muscles had spasmed for what felt like forever. As his head began to clear, he realized his arms, legs, neck and torso were all well secured with him standing up. He wasn't going anywhere until he could get free of his bonds. Soon a woman approach him - it was the same woman he had planned to take! ********** Racheal got right to the point, and told Reggie that she knew who he was, and that he had taken her daughter a couple weeks ago. She told him that if he told her right now how to get her daughter back, he would only have to go to prison.... but if he fucked around, he would pay a much higher price. It was his choice, but either way he was going to talk. ********** Reggie thought with her admitting that he had her daughter - that he was back in charge - so he tried to exert control. He told the woman that if she didn't let him go right now her daughter would die. ********** So Racheal took out a pair of scissors and cut his left pinky off. ********** Reggie as you can imagine freaked! The cunt just cut his fucking finger off! Jesus fucking Christ! ********** Racheal waited for only a few moments before she walked over to Mr Tears right hand, where she then placed the scissors onto his right pinky.... and asked "where is my daughter?" ********** Reggie's blood went cold as he realized that he was not in charge, not even a little bit. So he started babbling, talking a mile a minute. He basically poured his heart out, telling the bitch everything he knew..... luckily for him, he hadn't sold the woman's daughter yet. ********** Racheal had recorded everything Mr Tears told her, she had HD video, thermal video, and she has sensors glued to the guys head (that he never even noticed). It was like the best lie detector ever built, and so when she reviewed everything, she was certain he was telling the truth. Racheal had a mercenary team on retainer, and it was soon dispatched to the location Mr Tears had indicated, it was several hundred kms away. When they confirmed her daughter, along with close to a dozen other girls and women were safe, Racheal picked up a needle and walked back into the room where Reggie was still secured. ********** Reggie was still hurting from his amputated finger, but as the woman approached, Reggie saw a look on her face that sent chills down his back..... and then she walked up and said "Don't worry about your finger. Soon you'll have it back. But you'll be missing something else likely far more important to you. You were warned to talk to me and tell me everything right away." She then injected him with the needle. The woman then hooked up an intravenous line to his arm, and then wheeled a full length mirror standing in-front of him. The woman then walked out leaving him there with nothing to do but stare at himself. ********** Racheal was able to watch him of course, but she felt it best to let him concentrate on nothing but himself during what was about to happen..... So she turned her attention to and concentrated on Kellie, her returned daughter. Kellie was physically unharmed, but Racheal knew Kelly would have to be watched, as she had just survived a very traumatic experience. As the days went by Kellie started to talk about what she had been through, and any details she could provide on her captor. She explained the things he had done to her, or the other females he had captured. Racheal was so horrified for her daughter and the others, and she didn't feel like letting the authorities deal with it. She would have her revenge on everyone responsible. She would do it for her daughter, for herself, and for all the women Mr Tears and his 'customers' had harmed. ********** Reggie hung there, confined for days and days. As the first and then second day came and went, Reggie had been starving. But then the hunger went away and Reggie had started to yell for help... for his body was rotting! He had first noticed the smell. It was foul, with the odour of rotting meat. Reggie didn't feel any pain, his whole body had gone numb before even the first day was half done, but he had noticed that he couldn't move anything anymore. It wasn't just that the straps that kept him from moving, it was everything, he couldn't even make the smallest of movements despite his bindings. Was he paralyzed? He was so scared! It was during the fifth day when Reggie could swear his head was pulling into his neck. There were folds starting to develop, and his screams for help had become muted, like something was covering his ears.... and then his 'face' had sagged.... WTF was happening to him! On the sixth day, Reggie could feel again, but it wasn't 'on the outside', it was like he was inside a wetsuit. A wet goopy wetsuit. And his hands and feet felt trapped inside 'mittens' and 'booties', he could wiggle his fingers and toes, but not too much as they were confined. But he could swear he felt a pinky on his left hand again? Fantom sensations? Somehow Reggie was able to sleep through all the terror and discomfort that night. But when he awoke on the seventh day - he was near suffocating. In terror he renewed his struggles, when the 'wetsuit' around his face suddenly tore and fell back off his face..... and he could see and breath again.... and he freaked the fuck out! Staring at the mirror, he could see what used to be his body, it was nothing but rotting flesh, all black and blue, with goo and blood dripping out of lesions and orifices all over his body... but what really freaked him out was his face and head.... for they were protruding out of the remains of his body... but it was not his face... it was that of a stranger - already equipped with shoulder length hair - all covered in blood and goo. Soon the woman came walking in, and she had a scalpel in her hand.... she then proceeded to cut off the outer dead remains of what used to be Reggie's body (several inches of thickness - or more - of outer skin and flesh). When it was all removed, all that was left was the body of a what looked like a very very skinny tiny young man. Reggie was weak as a kitten, so it was easy for the woman to control him as she removed him from the rotting flesh, and his bonds, and then led him naked out of the room he had been in. As they left, Reggie stared back in horrid fascination at the remains piled up under where he had been held for the last week.... in the pile, there was a loose rotting face that he could make out.... it was Reggie's old face. The woman pulled him along to another room and forced him into a bathtub, where she vigorously washed every nook and cranny of his new body. The woman then dragged him along again, then she pushed him into a locked room, with only a bed and a bucket.... (awfully similar to the way he used to treat his captives). Reggie was mentally exhausted and he was looking down at his body, it was so skinny, so weak. His penis was so tiny. He could tell when the woman was dragging him along that he was at least a foot shorter then he used to be.... and he must have lost over half of his mass.... How was any of this possible? Reggie's brain was running a mile a minute, but he eventually climbed onto the bed and passed out from exhaustion. ********* Racheal walked silently into Reggie's room while he slept, and was able to stick a needle into him without his awakening. She then moved him onto a gurney and wheeled him out. ********* When Reggie next woke up, there was a dull pain..... holy fuck his balls were gone! WTF! And he had very high heeled boots locked onto his feet! Still, he had to go to the bathroom, so he gingerly got off the bed, and teetered his way over to the bucket, he did his business holding on to the tiny nub that was his penis, then returned to the bed. Soon the door opened and the woman was standing there with some clothing in her hand. They were women's clothing, Reggie could tell just by the colour (pink). She told him to get dressed tossing him the items. She then stood there watching him. Reggie didn't know what was next from the woman, but he didn't want to fuck with her, she was crazy! So Reggie pulled on everything in the bundle: thong panties, a small bra, a skirt and a tight fitting top. He already had on his high heeled footwear. The woman then held out her hand, so Reggie took it, and then she pulled him out of his room and marched him to what looked like a living room. There was another woman their, and Reggie recognized her as one of his last captives. As Reggie and the woman got near, the woman stopped, and she said "Kellie, I would like you to meet your abductor. She will not be harming you or anyone else again." (Reggie could tell that the 'she' in that statement was referring to him) Then the woman turned to Reggie and said "Will you?" It was not a question, but rather more a command given to Reggie.... Soon all three sat down, the woman on the end of the table with Reggie to her right and Kellie sitting to her left. Then they ate a simple meal of salad and water, the two women had more food than was given to Reggie, but Reggie kept his mouth shut and ate the first meal since his abduction. Reggie had a hard time even lifting his fork to his mouth he was still so weak, and he actually felt full from his portion of the meal. ********** Racheal had let her daughter talk about anything and everything that she wanted to talk about. That Kellie was opening up was a very good sign. After several days, Racheal admitted to Kellie that she had had to get very serious in order to save her daughter. Kellie knew her mom was a bad ass, but to hear her talking about how and what she did, made Kellie so proud. And then Racheal told Kellie about abducting Kellie's abductor, and forcing him to give up Kellie's location, along with the other captive women. But when Racheal told Kellie about what was done to Mr Tears next, and Racheal's future plans for him, well Kellie jumped at the chance to get involved. When Kellie saw Mr Tears and what he had been already reduced too.... it made her giddy for the future. ********* After their simple meal, Reggie found himself being led along by his former captive to a reclining chair. After sitting down, she got to work putting creams onto his face, and then after a time used electrolysis equipment to remove any hairs Reggie had on his face. It stung, but the creams deadened the worst of it. ********* Turns out Kellie was a registered cosmetologist, to include electrolysis and as Reggie would find out in the future a tattooist. ********* After sitting on the chair getting stung for an hour, Reggie then had to perform stretching and yoga. He was forced to do everything wearing the heels, and the ladies were relentless in pushing him during the stretches. He was then placed back into the chair and more hair removal. Then more stretching. ********* Basically, Kellie would work until she needed a break, then she or her mother would force Mr Tears to resume stretching exercises. ********* Reggies day stopped only went the two women were done with him, another small meal, and then he was locked into his room with nothing to do. This went on for weeks. And the younger woman slowly worked her way down Reggie's body. By the time she reached his feet, Reggie was pretty good at touching his toes and reaching behind his back with his arms. He could even fasten or unfasten his bra while wearing it. But the younger woman started back up at his face, even his eye brows this time, and then worked her way down again. Reggie had to keep working on his stretches and yoga. When the younger woman reached his toes after a week, she took a break from electrolysis, and Reggie found himself strapped down again. The woman then started pricking him with tattooing equipment around his face. She worked around his eyes, his eye lids, and she worked on his lips. When she was done with his face, she moved to the right side of his body, where soon a vine with little flowers was soon crawling it's way up his right leg, over his right hip, and all the way up his right torso to just under his armpit, then onto his right shoulder blade, and finally up the right side of his neck. She only stopped going up when the vine reached just below his right ear. Then the tattoo was extended onto his right buttock, and another part across his abdomen and lower stomach. He was in the chair off and on for several weeks getting tattooed. Reggie had grown accustomed to being pricked by one kind of needle or another, so he never blinked an eye when he started getting shots in his buttocks and chest.... by the time his body had been stripped of body hair and a tattoo covered maybe a third of his body, the two women started suggesting he learn to squat and pee like a female. Reggie's penis by that point was mostly for show (it hadn't been hard since he was abducted, and he doubted it could even get hard anymore anyway) but he was loath to give up the action of holding his dick to pee.... it was the last thing he had that showed he was still 'a man'. But another needle, and Reggie went to sleep. When he came too, there was an uncomfortable feeling between his legs, and he panicked that maybe 'It' had been cut off.... he still panicked when he felt 'down there' but no.... he still had his penis, only there was two small strings of small loop piercings along either side of Reggie's taint and up around the base of his penis. Using a small chain laced through the piercings, and Kris's crossing over top of Reggie's penis that was pulled back, it was like a little chain prison that held things nice and tight, preventing Reggie from peeing properly unless squatting or sitting down. Reggie learned to wipe himself dry, and they only ever let 'it' out whenever he was bathed in the tub. During these times when 'it' was free, one or both of the women were always around ensuring Reggie did not play with 'it', but that he could only touch 'it' to give 'it' a quick cleaning with soap, a rinse, and then drying things off. But otherwise 'it' was locked up tight. It looked so pathetic when let out, Reggie could only hope he could take viagra or something someday and that 'it' would return to it's previous glory. Reggie's nails had grown quiet long, and so the younger woman had started to take care of them. He was sporting a different colour every week, and they continued to grow longer and longer. ********* Racheal had hoped that Mr Tears would have started developed some 'assets' of his own by now, but it didn't look like that was going to be in the cards without waiting years for things to happen. So she decided to help Mother Nature. She asked her daughter to choose for him what size he was to be? Another needle, and Reggie was back under the knife. ********* Reggie woke up in incredible pain around his chest and waist. It only took for him to look down, to see why. He had an enormous pair of tits on his chest, and he was laced up tight into a corset.... his waist looked minuscule. Fucking hell everything hurt. When he got up to pee, the weight shifted slightly even with the help of the corset, and pain shot through his chest. He then tip toed to the bucket (yup, still wearing the heels) and then he had to adjust so not to fall onto his face with the weight of his mammoth tatas. As he pee'd he noticed a cutout in the corset that allowed his nipples to be free, and they were huge too, sticking out at least half an inch, and three quarters of an inch across. He hadn't noticed at first because they were located maybe 10-12 inches further out from his chest then before. God his tits were big. The two women left him alone for the most part for a few days, but then they made him start walking around the inside of the building (always with an escort), and he had to learn to move differently then before. His arms could no longer swing forwards, because the upper arms would bump into his gigantic mammaries. Between the heels and his chest, Reggie was swivelling his hips with the best of them, and he held his pelvis and hips in a very distinctive feminine way. The corset helped keep his back strait, and held his shoulders back. And with his balls gone, and his penis tucked away and all but forgotten, his legs scissored without restriction. Reggie also learned to sit with his legs together, and never slouching, as that only led to more walking. Every time Reggie made a mistake, it was time to walk another dozen circuits. And his heels had always made that unpleasant, but now there was his chest bouncing and swaying too. Reggie cooperated because he still had his penis. The two women had started talking about maybe removing it if Reggie didn't fully cooperate. They had also suggested that he could learn to please a man - with or without his cooperation. So Reggie cooperated to keep on their good sides. When Reggie was ready, they made him massage his new assets, as he needed to ensue that the scar tissue was broken up, or his tits would turn hard and extra plasticy. So though it hurt in the beginning, Reggie had to play with his tits, always with the women directing him. As time marched on, the women made him get more and more assertive on his tits, and made him play with his nipples. Reggie was very surprised the first time his nipples swelled up when played with.... it wasn't exactly pleasurable though. Reggie hated these women.... but he feared them more, so he cooperated. Once his breasts where bearable (not too much pain), Reggie had to start his stretching exercises again. By this point he could do the splits, or place his legs back behind his ears, or raise one leg up beside his tit while standing on the other. High kicks were now a joke to perform. There was no real strength there, he could just move his body to the extreme limits now. Of course Reggie was uncomfortable developing these skills, as he could see the connotation of what those positions represented, but the two women were watching, and his penis just might be on the line. ********* Racheal figured Mr Tears was as ready as he would ever be. She knew he was not 'broken' that there was still some spirt left inside of him, and she was cool with that. It would make his future that much less appetizing for him. And that was good. ********* Reggie had been wearing woman's clothing the entire time since his emergence from the 'cocoon' of his old body. But lately, the two women had had him wearing very revealing or very tight restrictive clothing. Many of it fetish wear. So he never really thought of anything when he had to put on a tight red latex pencil skirt, that hugged his filled out ass and hips, and then went down to his ankles allowing only maybe half a foot of movement. The skirt forcing him to take the tiniest of steps. The top was red latex too, and it covered every square inch of his upper body, the arms protruding past his palms, and the neck going up to his chin. There were metal rings located at various points around the edges, adding a bit of glint and character to the garment. Once Reggie was dressed, only then did the two women jump him, and soon his arms were locked under his breasts, his hands each locked and enclosed inside the sleeves. He was helpless to move. They then produced a latex mask, with a small penis like protrusion that was forced into Reggie's mouth, and then the rest of the mask pulled over his head. There were also ear plugs inside the mask that soon silenced Reggie's world. The small penis protrusion was just barely short of making him puke, but it filled his mouth and pressed down on his tongue, and so he was unable to talk or make much noice. They let Reggie look at himself in a mirror, the first time since he had watched his old body decay and rot off. There was an extremely feminine creature looking back, with a cats mask, and the mouth appearing to be normal, but with a fixed smile. No one would likely know that the person inside the outfit was involuntarily involved. None of the locks could be seen by any casual observers. They then fixed a dark pair of googles over his eyes so he couldn't see, and started leading him. Any hesitation was met by a riding crop across his ass or tits. Reggie was not used to that kind of pain, so he moved as best he could, a hand of one of the women guiding him and helping him keep his footing. Soon he was climbing into what felt like a vehicle of some kind, and then he felt the movements confirming his suspicions. They were driving him somewhere. ********* Once again Racheal had hired the mercenary team, but this time to watch and have her back (she always paid cash). She had taken the time to get a quality wig, did her makeup in a very distinctive way, and with plenty of ultraviolet sensitive coverings. To all observers, it would look like she had facial tattoos and other tattoos on her hands and arms (in reality she didn't have any tattoos). She also had a magnet attached to her tongue, made to look like a stud. It altered her speech, and later when she was out of her costume, any checks would show Racheal had never had her tongue pierced in her life. The only way to tell who she was while in costume, would be to make her give up her prints, or make her wash off the makeup. Racheal had made Mr Tears give up all of his contacts, and where to find them. It was extra easy since they used the dark web to communicate, so it didn't matter that they had never met her. So Racheal drove to the meeting location, and all too soon she gave over the merchandise, a freebie this time. If they liked the merchandise, well she promised that she had plenty more, and they knew how to contact her. Then Racheal got the hell out of there. ********** Reggie had been locked up inside the Latex prison for hours and hours.... he had to pee so bad! And he was just about completely deprived of sensations being unable to see, hear, or feel anything but the most painful of external stimulations though the latex. If he didn't get released soon, he was going to pee himself..... he felt a river of sweat rolling down his back, pooling on his shelf shaped ass. Another river was running over and between his breast, and settling under them. He was soaked inside the suit. There was only the nose holes for him to breath through, and it was difficult to get very much of a breath. Eventually someone started to loosen the top, and after it was peeled off, Reggie stood there as his breast were manipulated. Like always his nipples got hard, but there was little pleasure for Reggie. So he just stood there, but eventually he pointed at his crotch, and then held it in the universal style females use to indicate they need to go number one. The skirt was then loosened and stripped off, and then he was led (mask still on) for several steps, when he was spun around and pushed back. When Reggie felt the bowl of a toilet, he sat down and immediately released a stream of urine..... ohhhh god it was almost a sexual feeling to finally feel the pressure get released from his bladder. When he was done, someone padded him dry with some toilet paper.... they were very thorough, and he could feel them feeling around getting a lay of the land with regards the lacings between his legs and his trapped penis. Then a finger poked him in his darkest of spots and he jumped. A quick slap to his face let him know that they had the power, and then he was lifted to his feet. And then a hand was on his ass, feeling his buttocks, squeezing and caressing, and then another finger probed his ass. Reggie could only stand there as the finger was pushed as deep as it could go, and then it was moved in and out a few times before being joined by a second finger. His ass was finger banged till he was starting to hurt, towards the end it felt like a third finger joined the other two for several strokes.... and then they were withdrawn. Reggie was then manoeuvred for a bit, a hand holding his, pulling him along, before he was once again spun around and pushed back. This time he felt a bed, and so he sat down, but hands then grabbed him by the hips and picked him up throwing him further onto the bed.... there was no way it was one of the two women! Yes they were much stronger than him now, but not capable of picking him up like that, let alone throwing him.... Reggie waited for what seemed like an hour, but was probably only 10-15 minutes when he felt around and tried to relax. The mask was still locked on, and so he couldn't see or hear anything. But he eventually fell asleep there on the bed. ********* As Reggie slept, a needle was injected into him, he never woke up during his long journey over the ocean, and he was kept drugged when a very thorough enema was performed on him while he slept. ********* Reggie woke up to someone feeling his waist, ass and breasts. Running hands up and down his legs, paying particular attention to what he was sure were the tattoos on his right side. This went on for awhile, his nipples going hard as a rock, when once again a finger was pushed up into his ass. Reggie couldn't help it when he tried to move away, but he was then flipped onto his front, and then held down as the finger resumed its exploration of his asshole. When Reggie tried to close his legs, a hand slapped his inner thighs till he opened his legs again, and then the finger resumed it's position in his ass, moving in and out. Soon some lube was added and then a second finger joined the first, and then a third finger. Reggie's ass was already burning. Reggie felt hands pulling him up onto his knees, and then as he rose up on his hands, his upper body was pushed back down, his breasts and face pushed into a mattress, but his ass up in the air and easy to access. Then Reggie felt another finger at his ass.... but as it pushed in, he realized his mistake, and he had a cock in his ass before he knew it. Fuck his ass burned. But the cock kept pushing in a bit more at a time, till Reggie felt hips pushed up against his ass. Then the strokes started. And Reggie had no choice but to lay there as he was ass fucked. Raped. It went on for quiet a long time, and Reggie would have been screaming in pain, but the mask and its little penis like protrusion inside his mouth kept him pretty much silent. Even if an ear where to be held to where his mouth was located in the mask, it would only pick up only the slightest muffled sounds. Whomever it was, they fucked Reggie's ass several times over an unknown amount of time. Reggie could not tell for how long it was, but it felt like days and days by the way he felt so hungry. Reggie wasn't that far off, it had been four days since he had last eaten. But a saline solution in his arm during the trip kept him somewhat hydrated, and explained why he had to go to the bathroom so bad when he woke up. Eventually someone took Reggie's mask off.... he almost had lock jaw, his mouth had been held motionless for so long. He looked around and there was a man holding his mask, and watching him. Reggie had been raped numerous times, he was pretty certain that he was not a free man anymore, Reggie had done this exact kind of thing to many females. He knew the drill. But he had never been on the receiving end of the situation himself, and he had never considered in his wildest dreams that someone should think of his asshole as a conduit for their pleasure. The man held out his hand, and helped Reggie up off the bed, he then took Reggie's and led him over to a full length mirror, and then stood back to watch Reggie's reaction. You see in all this time, Reggie had never seen his own face since his old body had rotted enough to fall off.... and looking at himself now, Reggie finally saw what the two women had done to him. The complete picture. He looked like a woman. His face was heavily made up, his eyes popped, looking very large and sexy. They were entirely surrounded in tattoo ink: eye liner, his eye lids, everything. His lips were lined in a dark red, and the rest was coloured bright red, they looked very large, and appeared made for sucking dick. Seeing his breasts from other than above, it was confirmed, they were HUGE, but looked very sexy on his slight frame. He couldn't believe how much of an ass and hips he had developed, and his legs were long and gorgeous.... he understood why a man would want to fuck his ass. He wanted to fuck his ass. And then there was his crotch..... in all appearances, it looked like he didn't have a penis anymore. He knew it was there (at least he hoped so), but unless the chain was removed, there was no way to really tell. He was very flat on his front, and it looked like labia wrapped up in the chain and piercings. Then the man spoke. "You May call me Mactep. You my pet are now mine. I bought you, and I plan to keep you for a very long time. Escape is unlikely, but should you try, I will take something from you. Maybe your eyesight, or your hearing. But it will be something you will miss. Your purpose is to please me. Please my cock. Do that, and you will be treated reasonably well..... don't perform, or displease me, and you will regret it. I know you didn't choose this life, that it was forced onto you. But that is why I bought you, because you think you were a man once, but I will prove to you that is not true. Now you will suck my cock to show you understand what I have told you. I know you do not have any experience in these things, but you will with time. Just do your best, and I will then feed you as you must be hungry. Now SUCK." Reggie was floored, and his heart was pounding a mile a minute. But as the man's hand pushed forcefully down on Reggie's head, Reggie sank to his knees and then he was looking at the man's cock at eye level. The man then took his dick in hand and slapped Reggie's face with it a couple times, before guiding it to Reggie's sexy red tattooed lips. Then as the cock was pushed into Reggie's face, the man again said "SUCK", and Reggie reluctantly opened his mouth. The cock was already hard, and Reggie could feel it throbbing against his lips. The man would push his cock a ways into Reggie's mouth, then pull out a bit, then back in.... he was fucking Reggie's face. The man would push in and hold it saying "move your tongue" and so Reggie tried to move his tongue. He moved it out, then tried moving it left and right... then the man said "suck" while he pulled back out a bit, then pushed back in and held it "tongue", then "suck" as it was pulled out. "Tongue", "Suck", "Tongue", "Suck". This went on for quiet some time, the man directing Reggie while fucking his face. But the man did not push in enough to cause Reggie to gag, that would come another time. Eventually the man held Reggie's face, holding him still, as the man came into Reggie's mouth. After holding the position for maybe 20-30 seconds, the man experiencing post orgasm after shocks, he told Reggie again to "suck" as he slowly withdrew his cock. Then Reggie was commanded to "Look at me. Swallow." Reggie had no choice but to look at his rapists face as he swallowed his mouth full. So gross... it took everything for Reggie to not start retching and throwing up. He could tell from the man's look that there would be ramifications if he did either. When it was clear Reggie was going to be able to keep things down, the man said "good girl" while patting and caressing Reggie's hair. Reggie was allowed to stand up, and then the man said come, as he strode away and out of the bedroom they were located in. So Reggie followed, still naked, but he kept up easily enough, he had plenty of practice in his heels by this point. They arrived to a well equipped kitchen, where Reggie was required to kneel beside the table as the man sat down on a chair. There was a plate with various cheeses, crackers, breads, grapes, other fruits and a selection of pat?'s (ground meats). The man then started to slowly eat, occasionally feeding Reggie by hand the various items. The man ate most of it, occasionally sipping wine, but he did feed Reggie some of it - as he had promised, and Reggie was grateful to get the taste of cum out of his mouth. When the man was done, he offered Reggie some water (Reggie gulped it down quickly - he was so thirsty). But then the man told Reggie it was time for desert, and so Reggie soon had the man's cock in his mouth again. Like before, it was the man fucking Reggie's mouth, with simple instructions like "lick", "suck", "tongue", "look at me". And so Reggie had the taste of cock and cum back in his mouth, and this time nothing in sight to replace the taste. Reggie sucked the man's cock numerous times that first day, always on his knees, and well controlled. That night when the man started playing with Reggie's asshole, Reggie couldn't believe the man was able to get it up again, but there he was painfully getting fucked up his ass. Afterward, he was left on the bed, and the door to the room locked. There was an attached toilet and sink, but no shower or bath tub. Unlike with the two women he had lived with for a time, Reggie wasn't allowed the opportunity to get clean every day. As the first day passed, and then the second, Reggie was starting to kinda smell. So it wasn't till the night on the second day when he was allowed to get clean again. But first he was placed under the care of a stern looking woman, and she liked to hit him if he didn't move quickly enough. The first time he felt her hand on his bum, he was clip clopping along on his heels, but she thought he could do better, so she swatted his ass.... holy fuck that strung! And when Reggie looked back at her, she got furious and started to really lay into him, which made him jump away.... he didn't mean to do that, but the woman didn't care. She quickly grabbed him by the wrist and walked over to a chair, pulling Reggie across her lap as she sat down. Then her hand started to fall onto Reggie's tender tooshie in great big measured smacks. She hit him five times then stopped to give him some words of wisdom: "My name is Malaina, and when you are under my care you will move when I tell you. If you hesitate, move too slow, or give me any attitude, then you will be dealt with swiftly. Now I am going to take it easy on you today, so you will only receive five more. I warn you, don't anger me!" And then Malaina delivered five more swats to Reggie's bottom. It wouldn't have been so bad, but the woman was strong, and she was really taking her time so that each blow was registered in his mind and the anticipation was agony. Reggie couldn't help it, he was letting out squeaks of pain, and had tears rolling down his cheeks by the end of the tenth slap against his butt..... Malaina then told him to stand up, and they moved off again. Reggie made sure he moved with a purpose, he didn't like getting spanked. They arrived to a large bathroom, a nice hot bath was already drawn, but Melaina led Reggie to a large shower, where she made him lay down on the floor then unceremoniously proceeded to give him an enema. The cramps were horrible, but she made him hold the solution for 15 minutes before directing him to a toilet where he released the foul contents for several minutes. She then made him stretch, touch his toes, and move side to side, before he was back on the toilet to release everything else. Then Melaina spoke again "I'm going to unlace you. You are not to touch yourself down there, that is no longer in your future. I will do the cleaning, and then I will dry you, and you will then be re-laced. If you touch yourself when released without being directed to - ever - even by mistake - 'it' will be cut off. You have been warned, now sit down and spread your legs so I can get access". Melaina then removed the chain, and told Reggie to get into the water. Reggie wanted to at least touch "it" a little bit, if not for pleasure, then just for the comfort that "it' was still there, but he could only sit in the water and wait until Melaina cleaned his body. She was very thorough, and he even felt her finger go into his ass a few times. He was clean inside and out. Then he was told to stand with his hands on his head as Melaina proceeded to dry him all over, and then he was sitting back down, legs spread wide as she replaced the chain tucking what was left of his manhood back into its very tightly chained prison. This went on for several weeks. Reggie was alway fed by hand while he kneeled beside Mactep, only ever receiving a fraction of the food off of Mactep's plate, and some water. He always received 'desert' - by sucking cock and swallowing cum. A stretching routine was started again, along with squat's, lunges, thigh exercises and anything that worked Reggie's glute's and legs. He did everything always with a pair of high heels on his feet, only they had stopped locking them on. He couldn't walk very far without them anyway - his calve muscles had shrunk and he could no longer touch his heels down and could not go flat footed anymore. If Reggie walked, he did so in his heels. And he wasn't allowed to take them off except when bathing. Reggie was sucking cock, his butt hole was being fingered all the time, and he was getting fucked up his ass doggy style nightly. Then one night Mactep made Reggie suck his dick for a bit, getting lots of saliva onto Mactep's cock, and then Reggie was made to lay down on his back. Mactep then took Reggie's legs and placed them onto his (Mactep's) shoulders, Reggie was then folded in half and he was made to guide Mactep's cock into his ass, and then he was being fucked. But Mactep started talking, similar to the way he talked when Reggie sucked his dick. Reggie was told to "look at the shape of my face, my jaw line, my ears, my nose", "look at the stubble on my cheeks, my whiskers, the beginnings of a beard", "look at my lips", "look at my eyes". "I am a man." "Tell me, what am I?" And Reggie told Mactep "you are a man". Then Mactep asked Reggie a rhetorical question when he said "what are you?" But then said right away "I'll tell you what you are.... you are a girl, a whore, a bitch, a cunt", "Now tell me what you are." And Reggie replied "I am a girl, a whore, a bitch, a cunt". And Mactep told him "That's a good girl. That's exactly what you are". "It is what you were born to be!". And then Mactep really started fucking Reggie's ass for all he was worth. Despite two weeks of daily anal sex, Reggie's ass was burning something fierce, and he just wanted it to be over. But he had to watch his rapists face as the man orgasmed into Reggies ass, saw the pleasure play out on his face, and the pleased satisfaction afterwards. Instead of getting up and leaving Reggie to his own devices, Mactep moved off of Reggie and was soon spooning him from behind, Reggie could feel the man's cock nestled up between Reggie's ass cheeks, and the man's right hand laying between his two massive tits. It took awhile, but Reggie fell asleep that way. Reggie woke up to a cock stroking in and out of his ass.... from experience, Reggie knew his ass would have still been sore from the previous night, but now it was extra painful with a cock buried to the hilt and pounding in and out. Reggies tits were swaying to the movements, and he could hear the man's laboured breathing from the exertions. Thankfully, the man came into Reggie's ass fairly quickly. But Reggie was asked "what are you and why?" And Reggie responded "I am a girl, a whore, a bitch, a cunt. It is what I was born to be". And Mactep said "Thats right. Good girl". They then got up, and they went for breakfast. Like always, Reggie kneeling on the floor, and getting virtual scraps off Mactep's plate. ********* Racheal had tracked the GPS locator that had been placed inside of Reggie's body, along with some induction micro phones. The implants in Reggie's body sent out burst transmissions to satellites a couple times a day (copies of location tracking logs and audio logs), and were powerful enough to transmit through everything but maybe a tunnel, or a very deep underground bunker. There was enough power to operate for at least six months as the implants only had to send, not receive. Racheal was able to see where the slave traders and human traffickers had moved Reggie at every step of his journey, and she had recordings of all the conversations made around him, and for quite the distance away from Reggie, as the induction micro phones were very very sensitive. Racheal had no intention of saving Reggie, no he was going to live the life he now found himself in until either his owner grew tired of him and sold him, or he died. She didn't care which. But she did enjoy listening to Reggies plight, it was everything he deserved. An eye for an eye as it were. No, Racheal had a different plan. And she soon set it into motion. You see Racheal blamed Mr Tears for taking her daughter, but she also blamed the rest of the people responsible for enabling people like Mr Tears to operate. For giving him a market. So Racheal had had her trusty mercenaries get into location, and on her command they had gone in and surgically incapacitated each cell of the trafficking ring. The mercenaries then brought everyone (mostly males - but a few women as well), to a meeting place. There, the guilty parties were transferred into a transport truck Racheal had ready, where she quickly injected all of them with the same serum that she had used on Reggie (there was NO WAY they were going to escape their fait). She then locked them into the trailer, and drove off. Racheal was wearing a similar disguise that she had used before, where any cameras trained on her, would be unable to resolve her real identity due to the ultra violet sensitive makeup she was wearing, the fake tattoos, the wig, and she once again had a magnet on each side of her tongue making it look and sound pierced. Racheal drove around for awhile, on the lookout for if she was being followed. When she was satisfied that she was clear, she drove to a prepared location where she transferred all the people from one transport truck, and into another. She used a large industrial storage building with both trucks backed up against one another. All the captured people were helpless to move already, she had learned that the serum did that during Reggie's processing, so she used a wheel barrow to move them one at a time into the other trailer. The idea was that even if someone had observed the original truck, they would hopefully miss the exchange and not follow the new truck. After the transfer, Racheal drove the old truck away off the site before leaving it empty - except with a bleach bomb on a timer that went off and destroyed any genetic evidence that might be inside. Racheal then performed a few more dodges and movements, she wanted to make sure she was not being followed by anyone. She had multiple cameras on and around the new truck, so she knew it had gone undisturbed. So she got in, and once again drove off. She took it to her building, and again pulled it inside, it fit just fine. But she didn't need to remove her captives from the trailer, as it was fully set up inside for keeping them all secured and strapped down. She then left them for the next six days, they weren't going anywhere as they went through their transformations, and she went to spent time with her daughter. Racheal came back a day before they would all be complete, so she could ensure she was available should any of them start to suffocate from the rotting dead shells of their old bodies. She had to intervene early for a couple people, as they had started to choke and struggled to breath, but on a whole all their transformations went much like Mr Tears had. Racheal then cut them loose of their old bodies one by one, dragging them to their own individual rooms. It took several hours, so afterward she took a good nights sleep. In the morning Racheal got right to work, and started nocking them out one by one and castrating every single last one of the "males". Kellie came in soon after Racheal had started, and rather then wait, she pierced their taints and around their dicks, and so soon the eunuchs were laced up tight, as their penises were no longer of use to them. Frankly, it took a couple days of solid work to get through everyone. Kellie had a few more people to do, as the female slavers hadn't required castrations of course, so instead they were simply laced up so that their vaginas were under control, and their clitoris's were well covered and unable to be reached. It took a lot more time to go through so many people, the removal of all the hair on their bodies, and then to tattoo all of them. So they were done in stages. First their facial hair. Then their torso's. Then their lower body. And lastly their arms and legs. Only then did the tattoos start. Kellie made sure to vary some of the details, like for example the eyes and lips were adjusted for colour based off of the hair on the top of their heads, and instead of vines, she tattooed various other things like butterfly's, or leaves, or various different flowers, or tribal tattoos, or whatever was most feminine and girlish. However for the born women, they were done a bit different, so they all had emo style black lips, and then either sculls, or Satanic shit, or dragons, or something more risqu? rather then outright girlish stuff like the 'males' had received. As each person was finished with the hair removal, they were soon wearing heels locked onto their feet, and they were started on their stretching classes. It took awhile, but eventually they were all complete, and then they would join their "sisters" in the classes. Though the ladies were finished last, they were soon surpassing their 'male' counterparts in the limberness department, but that didn't last forever and soon all the 'girls' were doing the splits, could do up or undo bras while wearing them, and were able to be folded in half, or whatever positions you could expect from a limber female. When all the 'girls' were ready, they were soon being helped into latex body-wear. Just like Reggie had experienced, and when they were fully dressed, they were locked up and a mask hood was pulled over their heads keeping them silent, deaf, and blind. They were then moved back onto the semi trailer (of course it had been cleaned of all the rotting flesh - it was all put through a meat grinder, and then distributed out into the ocean.... there was no genetic evidence of what had been done to anyone). Then with mercenary backup, the entire crew of converted slavers was sold. Turned out there was quiet the demand out there to own force feminized 'girls'. Especially 'Girls' who had not been broken in sexually just yet. The future owners were very excited at the prospect at breaking in their new purchases. The born women had to be sold at a discount, but there was a market for them as well. The best part was that the sale of Mr Tears had financed virtually the entire operation to capture, change and then convert the entire group. (He had sold for top dollar, as he was very unique at the time.) Before the sale had been finalized, she had an agreement from the buyers with regards the merchandise. They were to live long lives, and anything could be done to them - further body mods, married, whatever. But regardless of how the owners (or any future owners) felt about them, they were to be dominated at all times, and they were never to be men ever again. They were not to even be allowed to personally wear strap-on's, or use hand held dildos, or anything else that would ever give them a sense that they had a dick, or were in power. They were all to be bottoms for the rest of their lives. Racheal then left them to their fate. ********** Reggie was soon spending his nights in Mactep's bed, he didn't want too, but he didn't have much of a choice. Mactep was pretty happy having his pet always to hand. At night a chain was attached to Reggie's neck keeping him confined to the bed, and yet still easy access anytime his ass or mouth was required for pleasure. Reggie had cock inside of him allot. Reggie was eventually allowed outside of the house, but always escorted, and always in the most feminine of clothing. It had started with the swimming pool. Mactep had wanted to go swimming with his pet. And as much as Reggie looked sexy naked, Mactep could tell that Reggie didn't like wearing feminine clothing, his pet felt like it only highlighted his situation even more. So of course Mactep soon had Reggie in the tiniest little string bikini, and out in the open by the pool. Sure enough Reggie felt even more exposed with the fabric tightly held against his hidden sex. He looked like a girl, and just a hint of the piercings could be seen through the thin fabric. But he had no choice but to pretend playfulness, and react over getting his hair wet, or pretend to feel sexy and horny. It was all a show, but Mactep didn't care, just as long as others perceived that his pet felt these things. Hell Mactep still got off on forcing his pet to suck or fuck, and enjoyed using his pets holes especially when and where they could be discovered. That's what Mactep always called Reggie by the way "my pet". To the outside world it sounded like a nick name, but Reggie knew what Mactep really meant by the name. He 'was' Metcap's pet. An owned thing, little better than an animal. The other night Mactep had taken his pet out on the town. They had gone for dinner and dancing, Reggie was wearing a cut proof choker that had a built in remote controlled taser, and it auto reacted to any loud noises Reggie might make. If Reggie tried to yell for help, he would be zapped before he even got the first word out. If he tried to run, he would get zapped. If he moved to far away from his owner, he would get zapped. So there Reggie was on Mactep's arm, and Reggie had his hair piled up on top of his head, a pair of dangly earrings in his lobes, and he was wearing a skin tight body suit with a print of multiple colours of flowers. It tightly hugged him starting at his ankles, and then all the way up his long long legs and firm sexy thighs. The suit continued following all of Reggie's curves and was jammed right up his ass - right into the crack, it was tight against his sex (you could just make out the piercings), it hugged his tiny little waist, and it even separated a bit showing off the full glory of each of his huge tits, and it hugged his slim arms and shoulders, then tightly went up his neck stopping half way. His chocker was only an inch or two above that. Everyone could see every nook and cranny of Reggie's body. On Reggie's feet were the ever present high heels, this time they were little 6 inch high ankle boots with a cutout displaying his pretty little painted toes in white French tip (matching his fingers). The zipper on the suit went from the back of Reggie's neck, and down his back, into the crack of his ass, and then under his crotch and only stopped were a clitoris would be if Reggie had one (I guess technically Reggie did have a clitoris - but he wasn't allowed to enjoy it - not ever). Reggie was a vision of ultra feminine beauty and sex appeal. Of course all the women looking at him thought he was a human plastic bimbo fuck doll.... then again so did the horny men. And he WAS all of those things. And Mactep proved it when he led Reggie into the bathroom, and into the handicap stall, where soon the zipper was pulled until Reggies asshole was exposed (as directed - he wasn't wearing any underwear underneath).... then a bit of spit, and Reggie's face was pushed into the stall wall, and Mactep shoved his cock up Reggie's ass. Soon followed by the slap slap slap sounds of their sexcapades reverberating around the bathroom. As trained (forced), Reggie made little whimpering pleasure sounds the entire time (he was faking it - but he didn't have any choice if he didn't want to be punished). He would have been forced to call out louder, but the chocker preempted that line of response. After Mactep filled Reggies ass with semen, Reggie had to clean up as best he could, then he zipped up the body suit. As they were walking out of the bathroom, Reggie could already feel the semen running out of his ass and making things sticky and uncomfortable. The only consolidation being that the flower print design of the suit helped hide the mess from casual observers. Reggie had to spend the rest of the night dancing and a few more quick visits into the bathroom for another load into his ass. This was his life now. fini CBA