I never thought I would write story for Eunuch Archive, let alone a mostly true story (characters and events have been condensed). It all happened so fast. I was a middle aged divorced male, white, 5’8’, 165 lbs. I have two wonderful children. I raised them alone after my wife left because she decided she didn’t want to be married. Before I was married I had many girlfriends and a few after I was divorced. I though being gay was repulsive.
That suddenly changed within the last eighteen months. It started with the Internet, as many things do today. I was always a fan of porn and the Internet made it readily available. Never went to any web pages that you had to pay for though. I loved to look at pictures but especially loved to read the stories. Cannibalism stories fascinated me, and I read as many as I could find. Somewhere along that time I found the Eunuch Archive. These stories truly turned me on. I fantasized about being a eunuch or nullo. In one bulletin entry I found a reference to the Extreme Genital Modification Page. This was great. I was becoming more and more turned on by looking at men. I was also becoming obsessed with always being naked while at home. I began completely shaving my body except head hair.
I then became so bold as to put pictures of my body on the Extreme web page with a profile that I wished to be a nullo or castrated. Then it started to get serious. I found myself thinking about what it would be like to be screwed my another man, what it would be like to suck another man’s dick and swallow. When I jacked off I often ate my own come. I decided I wasn’t ready to be castrated and became interested in the large balls and dicks the pumpers had modified. I sent messages to several and one responded. This was the beginning.
We switched to meeting online privately. He showed me how to use a web cam and for the first time I was showing my naked body to another man in live action. This led to him leading me through ordering pumping supplies and starting to pump my dick and balls. I was now obsessed with having huge balls and a huge dick and was getting there. My balls were large and I loved it. Something else was happening at this time, he asked me to jack-off for him and I did. I kept jacking off whenever he asked me. He led me to the pumper’s page, where the chat room has a live cam feed. Now I was showing my package to a chat room of total strangers. It was fantastic; I had never felt so turned on.
The conversation started to be more about gay sex. I found my self-asking to be fucked. I wanted my balls to be pumped large and then I wanted to be fucked. I could just feel those big dicks fucking me. He invited me to his town. He said we could pump and he would help with saline injections, which would make my balls really huge. I wanted this and I wanted to put pictures on the web page so others could see me. I was following a path that would change me forever.
My new friend showed me dildo’s he had on hand. He said we could try these. One was shaped like a large dogs dick. This I found very interesting. I looked up bestiality stories on the net and became turned on by the idea. My friend mentioned slave master relationship and having read many stories in the Archives I was turned on with the though of being a slave. Things were escalating. I dreamed of being in a dog collar and leash and nothing else. I dreamed of being fucked and sucking dick. And really strange I dreamed of being held by a large dog and fucked by a dog. These dreams were closer than I could imagine.
My friend invited me to his city and amazingly I accepted. Me the straight stud who never even thought about gay things until the last year. I made arrangements for a suite and took some vacation time. I brought my pumping equipment and lots of rubbers. I was finally going to get fucked. How much and by how many I could not have guessed.
I arrived and we met at a restaurant. We had dinner then we went to his condo. He had a partner who was not home at the time. After some conversation we got down to the nitty gritty. We both had seen each other naked many times on the web cam but this was up close and personal. He was hairy but not too much as compared to my totally smooth look. After we were naked we immediately set our pump session. I was totally hard and could barely fit in the pumping tube. We pumped for a few hours till we were pretty large. It was great to have someone besides myself massage my balls during the breaks.
I was harder than I have ever been. At one point we were very close, as need be, when he leaned over and kissed me. A man had never kissed me before it was frightening but I began to love it. For the first time in my life I was the passive party, I was the bitch. Our tongues intertwined, it was wonderful. The next thing I knew he was pushing me gently down his chest, I licked and sucked his nipples, he groaned as I moved on down. Then it was there, my first dick up close. I licked it, the taste was not gross. I took it in my mouth; it was so smooth and silky. I liked the pre-come and tasted it on my tongue. Finally I sucked it; I took as much as I could in my mouth. I did the things I know I like. I licked the under side right behind the head. Slowly I sucked and licked until, again for the first time, another man came in my mouth. I swallowed it all, it tasted great. I felt this was right for me.
I stood up and we kissed more. His hairy body against mine felt wonderful. We went back to pumping until we were both huge. The rest of the evening we relaxed and talked. He said tomorrow things would get serious. I arrived early the next day. He took me to the living room and said take off all your clothes, which I love to do anyway. After I was naked he walked behind me and placed leather studded dog collar around my neck. This would be all I would wear that day and many other days. A leash was hooked and I was led to the bedroom where we pumped up for the day to come.
It was that afternoon, after we pumped, he hugged and kissed me again and gently led me to the bed. On the nightstand was plenty of lube. He laid me on my back on the bed. He lifted my legs and lubed my ass. I had never had anyone’s fingers up my ass before, it felt good. He placed my legs on his shoulders and his dick at my ass hole. Ever so slowly he entered my ass. It was a little painful at first but it felt so good I quickly became adjusted. Slowly he pumped me, I came on my stomach without being touched. I know this was right for me. He picked up speed as I became more comfortable. We both were moaning as I began to feel his cock swell, when I realized he hadn’t put on a condom. I didn’t care at this point. Then he moaned loudly, thrust hard and he came in me. I was amazed I could feel him coming in me. He stayed in me and held me for a while. I loved the feel of his hairy body on mine.
His partner was coming home that evening and I was in for more new experiences. I was naked all day except for my collar and leash. My friend helped me shave my body, reaching places I could never get to, my back and ass hole. It was a great feeling, I was hard constantly. My huge balls hanging out bouncing against my thighs was so great. I found it very erotic that my friend was dressed while I stayed naked. His partner came home to find me naked and leashed. While he wasn’t as interested in me as my friend, he was very nice. After dinner we went on-line to the Pumpers page with the live cams.
There we showed ourselves and pumped along with others. Many liked my smooth look and when during a pump break some noticed I was semi hard asked me to jerk off. I was too shy but my friend took charge and much to the delight of everyone watching he jerked me off, another first for me. I though my dick would burst it was so hard. We signed off and moved to the bed. My friend again gently pushed me downward, I took the hint and moved to his dick and began to suck. As I was doing this my ass was naturally in the air and soon I felt lube being applied as his partner slowly eased his dick into my ass hole. I was being fucked at both ends and loving it.
They both picked up speed and finally thrust into me and held me tight as they both came in me seconds apart. Again we forgot the condoms but who cared it felt so good. I could feel and taste the come. I spent the next day naked with my collar while we pumped till our dicks and balls were so big we couldn’t have fit them in any of our underwear. In one weekend I went from a heterosexual man with children and some fantasies to a naked, gay, bottom, that had been fucked from both ends and loved it. I couldn’t wait to get back the next weekend. My friend had some new things in store.
Finally the next weekend rolled around and I drove to my friend’s city. I didn’t bother with a hotel room this time. As soon as I entered the door off came my clothes and on went the collar. After dinner he said he had a big surprise for me. We were going out! Since I was naked it might be a problem. My friend had this solved. He put a graduation type gown on me. The collar and leash still showed as he led me to the car. We pulled up in front of a gay bar. My first time in a gay bar and I was basically naked and being led around on a leash. I should have said naked because as soon as we entered the gown came off. I was totally naked in a roomful of gay men. I was also totally erect, almost painful I was so hard. With my pumped up balls I was freakish. I was also very popular. Everyone was touching me as my friend, or should I now say it “Master” led me through the crowd. God I was turned on. We sat a table in the back as my Master talked quietly to many of the patrons. After a while he pulled my leash and we went to a special room in the back. It had a padded table in the middle with some towels and a bottle of lube. I was laid on the table and my Master rubbed me down then lubed my ass.
Then men started entering the room four and five at a time. I was fucked on my back flipped over and fucked on my stomach doggie style (which I liked the best). While I was being fucked dicks were stuck in my mouth and I sucked till my jaw hurt, swallowing loads of come in all flavors. Of the dicks in my ass some had condoms some did not. All I knew was come was running out all over my ass. I came several times by men jerking me off while they fucked me. I have no idea how many men fucked or I sucked that night but I was very sore. My Master, in anticipation, was thoughtful enough to have brought a diaper since I no longer could hold anything in my stretched ass hole. We went back to his house where he cleaned me in the shower gave me a big kiss and put me to bed.
The next day since my ass hole was already stretched my Master tried the dog dildo on me. It was very long but the knot just would not go in, it was too big even for my used ass hole. The length and strange shape did feel good. We pumped again, I can’t get over my huge balls, and I returned home sore but satisfied. I couldn’t wait to get back the next weekend.
The weekend started the same, enter strip, collar. After dinner the gown was put on and in the car we went. This time we drove out into the countryside. We pulled into a long drive leading to a secluded house. This was a friend of my Master, we left the robe in the car and I was led naked to the house. We entered and sat for some small talk. After a while my Master’s friend said let’s get started and I was led into a large den type room where I saw him. Him was a large dog. I don’t think he was a pure bred anything just a large dog like a Rotweiler or something. Buster was his name. I was placed over a small padded bench in the middle of the room, resting on my stomach my ass sticking out. The Master’s friend rubbed something on my balls and ass. As soon as he opened the jar the dog perked up and smelled the air. “Buster” moves to me and began to lick my balls and ass. I was rock hard at the thought of what was going to happen. My master slipped his hand between the dog and me and lubed my ass hole. It was going to happen, after all the stories I read and videos I watched on the Internet that turned me on so much I was about to fucked by a dog.
You cannot imagine how good it feels when the dog lays on your back with his very warm and furry body. It is like a living blanket. My own dick was about to explode when the dog’s owner lined the dog’s dick up with my ass. I want to tell you it is not very easy to be fucked by a dog. Their dick keeps slipping out as they hump very fast. With a little help from the dog’s owner he managed to keep the dog’s dick pumping in me pretty well. It is a fantastic feeling because the dog moves so fast and generates so much heat. My ass hole kept trying to suck the dog dick in me and keep it. Remember I could not take the canine dildo’s knot so I thought no way a real dogs knot would fit. However with the owners pushing and the knot being slightly smaller combined with plenty of lube the knot went in me.
You might not know this but after it enters the bitch it sort of turns sideways to stay in. It didn’t hurt for it to do this but there was no way it would come out without ripping me apart. Just after the knot turned and locked the dog in me, the dog began to come. It was more than I could have dreamed, it thinner that people come, and it just kept squirting. I felt so full. The dog then turned around swiveling his dick in me till we were ass to ass. I had to stay this way for about thirty minutes till the knot turned around and the dog could break lose out of my ass. The dog come then gushed out of my ass for about a minute and a half. I was so satisfied and happy. I hoped to do this again many times. It was especially great when the dog licked my dick and ass clean.
We alternated situations like these for several months, it was great. I had huge balls, was regularly fucked and I loved sucking dicks. But things were about to change and this is why this story is in the Eunuch Archive. It started a few months ago; I was living a regular life in my town and my weekends in my Masters city getting fucked and pumping. I began to feel soreness in my balls. They became very sensitive. I finally had to see an urologist. I chose to find a doctor in another city since my new lifestyle may have factored in to my problem. As luck would have it the doctor turned out to be gay and was very understanding.
The catch was my sore balls had nothing to do with my life style. It was a congenial birth defect something about my cords being tensioned. He said it was amazing that it didn’t bother me before. My balls were not getting enough circulation and constant pain would be the result. It would be like being kicked in the balls all the time. The remedies are heavy use of pain killing drugs with their side effects or double orchiectomy (take out my balls). They could put fake balls back in my sack so I would not look different and I could take testosterone to keep my masculinity. I thought about this and discussed it with my Master. Remember at the beginning of my saga reading about castration was a turn on for me. Now I had to make a choice give up the huge balls I get from pumping or constant pain. I decided to give up my balls.
Now the decision was how, when and where. The doctor was great he understood my dilemma and would help in anyway. The only way he was allowed to operate was thru the abdomen and besides that was the only way to remove my cords which were the real problem anyway. The doctor helped big time in two ways. First, he agreed to save my balls and return them to me even though it is against medical rules. He also contacted a plastic surgeon in the gay community to remove my sack and make me smooth below my dick. It helped that the urologist owned his own clinic with a surgical suite. I scheduled the surgery and took a months vacation and sick leave. Another handy thing was since it was a medical necessity to remove my balls my insurance was paying for it. The doctors agree to manage the plastic surgeons fees in the bill to insurance. My Master agreed to help me recover. My children thought it was hernia surgery.
Now I come to today, two months later. I am officially a eunuch. My stitches are gone and were my balls used to be is a fine little scar with still a little redness. My Master and I decided no hormones. My dick has already shrunk to the size of a big clit, no more fucking for me (like the look however, just a little button at the top of my groin). My hips are rounder and easier for my Master and others (including the dog) to grip. And another part I really, really like is my little breasts. They are so pretty. My nipples have gotten much bigger and I get so turned on when they are sucked. It is much easier to keep hair off my body since it has stopped growing dark and coarse. My whole body seems more sensitive. My weight has dropped to about 140 lbs. If I wear something tight I have the body of a girl.
I still live and go to work in my city. Nobody knows my secret, they think I was sick and lost weight. I wear baggy clothes to work. On the weekends I go to my masters. I am still naked and collared as soon as I enter. He still likes to fuck me and I like to suck him. We go to the gay bar about once a month, where they really like to feel me up. I don’t think as many want to fuck me as before. I must look too much like a girl now. I would like to dress like a girl but my Master pretty much keeps me naked so clothes aren’t necessary. I really love more than ever being fucked by the dog (or dogs I should say there have been more since the first). I do sometimes miss my pumped up dick. I can come rubbing my nubbin dick but it’s not the same. I don’t get that feeling when the come shoots out. But other sensations make up for it.
So that’s my story up to now. I started out being turned on by eunuch stories, moved to pumping and big balls and being fucked. Then in a round about way ended up a real gay eunuch and loving it. I want to get pictures posted on some web page soon so everyone can enjoy me.
Oh by the way, my Master brought my balls home in a jar and prepared them, then sautéed them and I ate one the he ate the other. Tasted good had the consistency of liver but was a delight anyway. I only regret I could only eat them once.
Thanks for sharing my saga.
A permanent commitment is a very serious one. I need to trust that if you are making such a commitment, that you will be doing everything in your power to ensure that I will never again be a free man. I would hope that, should you become unwilling or unable to keep me as your slave in the future, that you would attempt to make other arrangements to ensure that I remain the property of a suitable master for the rest of my life.
A permanent arrangement assumes that I will become your property for the rest of my life, in other words, forever. I can only make that sort of commitment if I am sure that all reasonable efforts are made to ensure that it forever truly means forever.
While it’s a lot to read, there’s a story on this site which has inspired me. It’s about a guy becoming a permanent slave, and you can tell that from day one, he knew that his commitment truly was forever, that he would never escape.
For me to feel like I’ve become a permanent slave to you, I would like you to take all reasonable steps to ensure that if something is meant to be permanent, that it feels permanent. An example is the collar that you lock on me at the beginning of our commitment.
It’s my dream to have a collar permanently attached to my neck. There’s a company that makes a permanent collar, but it’s also possible to rivet, weld, solder, or even use a bit of JB Weld to close most collars permanently.
The Only Requirement To Make Me Your Slave Forever
While I’m laying out on these pages some of the things I HOPE will happen, there is only one requirement that I have (other than what appears on the limits page). If you desire to make me your slave for the rest of your life, you will ensure that the collar placed around my neck is permanently attached. While we might not start with a metal collar on day one, we can make it a top priority to obtain one.
With most non permanent collars, you could simply cut the lock to remove it, if it’s permanently attached, it can’t be removed, not by me and not by anyone else. It’s there forever. Because it’s permanently attached, my mental need to feel that it is there forever is satisfied because it truly is.
My biggest fear in this whole thing is that at some point in the future, a situation will occur in which you are unable to keep me as your slave, and I will be sent out into the world with no resources, or worse yet, starve to death because you died in a car accident or something.
That is not to say that I fear dying in this situation. If I agree to give you complete control for the rest of my life, that assumes that at some point (hopefully many many years from now) I will eventually die. With the example of the collar above, I know that if it is permanently attached, that I will die wearing it. Without trying to sound morbid, I look forward to that day, as it tells me I truly gave my entire life to you.
I realize that I could potentially live another 50+ years, and that that is a big commitment to make. I would ask that shortly after you have taken permanent control of my life that you begin to make some contingency plans in case of emergencies.
From the moment the collar is attached to my neck I am literally and figuratively handing over control of my life. I ask that, if some day in the future, perhaps 10 years from now, you find yourself in a situation where you need to end our relationship, that you make every reasonable effort to sell or give me to another suitable master.
Some things I would hope become permanent
While I only truly ask that my collar become a permanent attachment to my body, there are a few other things that you may consider doing at some point in the future. Again, these things are optional, but are things I would truly like you to consider.
Another story which has inspired me greatly is the story where the main character becomes a human urinal and is locked into that role for the rest of his life. While it may be unfeasible for the actual act of being a urinal to be a 24/7/365 arrangement due to health issues, There is no reason that, like the main character, the doors on the cage are closed forever. The cage doors could be sealed in much the same way that the collar would be sealed around my neck. If the doors were welded closed, I would know that I was locked inside forever. With the appropriate cage, there should be no issues.
The final issue is one which MAY be a bad idea, perhaps better left in fantasy, but it’s something I’ve fantasized about for well over 25 years. When you make the decision to make my slavery permanent, with no possible means of escape, I would like you to consider forever taking away my ability to cum at the same time. This can be accomplished by permanently attaching a chastity belt in a way it can never be removed, or through simple castration (I have the tools required). The first keeps me horny for the rest of my life, the second removes my sex drive. You may have other reasons for NOT fulfilling this request, but forever taking away my ability to come gives you complete control over me physically and mentally.
Note: At this stage, this post is purely fantasy, based on an arrangement that almost was…
After actively searching for over 5 years, I believe that I may have found the right person, and if all goes as planned, I will become his full time slave within a few weeks.
It’s been a struggle weeding through those who were only seeking short term unrealistic situations, as well as finding someone with whom I could find a mutual trust and respect.
I’ll begin by describing our arrangement, and toward the end of this post, I’ll attempt to explain why certain decisions were reached in the hope that others will benefit from my experiences.
First and foremost, we understood that there is a major difference between fantasy and reality, but we needed to arrange a situation where both the fantasy aspects and the reality of life could live in the same space.
The first day that I arrive to become his slave will be the day where the most fantasy elements come into play.
He has agreed to make this first day fit as closely as possible to my fantasies, because from that day forward, I will have given up all choices, and my life will be entirely within his hands. I must trust that he will respect my limits
The day will actually begin the night before, when I will check into a local hotel for my last night as a free man. I will have all the gear and supplies ready for his arrival in the morning.
When morning arrives, the process of transforming me into a slave will begin. He is bringing a van, and an assistant, for reasons which will become obvious soon.
Upon his arrival, our first order of business will be to create a video. I will explain in this video that I am entering into this arrangement of my own free will, and explain the basics of what will happen, along with making it clear that I am giving complete control to my new master. This is intended to protect him should the need arise in the future.
The rest of the mornings events will also be filmed, for possible use at a future date.
After removing my street clothing and changing into a latex catsuit, steel cuffs will be secured around my neck, ankles, and wrists. This has a functional purpose in that it will always provide my master a quick and convenient anchor point for my arms and legs, as well as a convenient place to secure a leash at any point.
The intent is to begin with the leg cuffs, and after the screw that doubles as a lock is secured, we will use a soldering gun to cover the hole where the screw is located, which will have the effect of making it impossible to remove the cuffs without major effort (I have attempted to cut these with a hacksaw, and it is virtually impossible). Once soldered on, even if I got cold feet, I would have no choice but to wear these cuffs for the rest of my life.
Next my wrists will be cuffed, and again, welded shut with the soldering gun. Finally, a steel collar would be placed around my neck, and welded closed. At this point, I will have no choice but to continue my transformation, as even if I chose to walk away at this point, I would be collared and cuffed forever.
We will then leave the hotel, which will be prepaid for at least one more night, making sure to leave my cell phone behind in the room. It will be impossible to trace my phone to his location via GPS (should anyone attempt), and equally important, I will be leaving all of the information for my contacts behind. I am agreeing to enter into this arrangement as a lifetime slave, and part of that for me includes that no one I know should be able to locate me and attempt to “rescue me”.
Whether I find that this arrangement works for me, or I discover that I am unhappy, I will have no choice to terminate the situation. Once we complete the next stage of my transformation, it will be impossible for me to escape.
After the collar and cuffs are welded on, it will be time for me to enter the cage that we are having custom designed for our needs (the time and funds it takes to have this custom made are the primary reason that it will take us a few weeks to begin).
For this, we will travel in his van for a few blocks to pick up the cage at the store which is building it for us. We will place the cage into the back of his van, and I will enter the 4x4x6 cage (giving me enough room to sit up, lie down, and stretch my arms and legs outside the cage if necessary).
Once inside, the door will be closed, locked, and “welded” closed with JB Weld. It will take a few moments, but once the JB Weld cures, there will be no way to open the door, and I will be sealed inside the cage, with no way to escape, and no way for anyone to let me out. The biggest part of my personal fantasy was that my bondage be permanent and inescapable, welding the door closed ensures that I will remain inside the cage for the rest of my life.
The lock will also be sealed with JB Weld, and the keys to the lock will be tossed into the closest sewage drain grate, leaving no way to open the lock.
The trip to his house will then begin, and once we have arrived, him and his assistant will move the cage (with me inside) into his basement, where I will spend the remainder of my life as a urinal slave to him and the rest of his slaves (he has several)
The last major components of the first day will include locking a funnel gag on my head (as my primary job as a slave will be to serve as a urinal for my master, his friends, and the other slaves he owns) and fulfilling the longest running fantasy I can remember. Immediately after the cage door is welded closed, I will be restrained, and castration bands will be placed around my testicles. From that point, I will spend many hours in pain as the blood circulation is cut off from my testicles, and at such point as they are ready, my balls will be cut off.
From that moment onward, there are no specific plans, but everything will be in place for me to spend the rest of my life as the household toilet. From that moment on, “Toilet” is the only name I will ever know again.
His other slaves will ensure that I am fed, and that whatever personal needs I have, including removal of my personal waste and cleanliness are handled, but only so much as necessary to ensure health and safety are maintained.
It is understood by all involved that, because I will remain in the cage for the rest of my life, that there is the realistic situation that, at some point, I will die inside that cage. No one involved has any sort of desire for this inevitable end of life to come soon, so proper health and safety arrangements must be made so that, with any luck, that we can enjoy this arrangement for at least the next 30-50 years.
Throughout this process, I had what some people considered unrealistic expectations, most importantly being that should something happen where my master was unwilling or unable to continue to keep me as a slave (such as him becoming incapacitated in a car accident) that there was a plan for me to at least be safe, but hopefully continue my slavery with another person that he trusts. Those arrangements have been made, and there are back up plans should those fall through, so, I can feel confident that when I wrap up my current life (job, apartment, etc) that I am doing so with the reasonable expectation that once I enter the cage, and the door is welded closed behind me, that I do not need to fear a situation where my master becomes incapacitated and I end up starving to death.
I feel very confident I’m making the right decision, after literally screening thousands of interested people. I still have two major fears however…
First, I am afraid of getting cold feet. I am 100% certain that this is what I want, and that I will be happy with the end result, it’s a big change from my current “normal” life of having a job and making my own decisions. Part of the reason I’m posting this online is taking ownership of that fear, with the hope that if needed, others can reassure me that it will be OK
Second, I know that, once inside the cage, that, as mentioned above, it will be a major change. Again, I know that this is the right thing, but it will take time for me to change my thinking and state of mind. I’m a bit scared of going through that process, but I know that I will make it through, and not just because I won’t have a choice.
I’m excited and nervous about entering this next stage in my life, and I can only hope it will be as rewarding as I think it will be.
I had always hoped that I could find a permanent piss slave existence, and I believe that having a collar and cuffs welded on so I can be restrained, as well as being welded inside a cage so it is impossible to open from the inside or the outside is the best way to ensure that I will truly be able to fulfill my fantasy of becoming a sex slave for life.
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The entire dynamic of the connection between you and James has vastly modified since that night time. For starters James stored the chastity cage on you repeatedly and he began dressed in the important thing, your key, on his necklace like a way accent or a mark of dominance in your lifestyles. With that key now in his ownership he began to stay extending the duration between every liberate to a virtually maddening period of time.
To start with it was once only a 5 day paintings week, with a complete liberate on Friday nights and recaging on Sundays. Then one Friday some a non-public match got here up with you and also you requested, pleaded, to reschedule for Saturday. Which James was once glad to house.The next week, despite the fact that you have been loose for Friday night time, James held you on your now customary Saturday releases.
A couple of weeks later, James was once out of the town for a Friday/Saturday shuttle and your scheduled liberate day changed into Sunday afternoons, simply earlier than you have been recaged for the beginning of the brand new week. Then there have been some weeks the place James would ghost you for all of the Sunday, most effective to answer you that Monday morning.
You, for higher or worse, have began to bodily and mentally adapt to the brand new adjustments along with your lifestyles. Along with your frame slowly forestall getting sore from the consistent pull from the load of the cage and your thoughts for probably the most phase, simply accepting that that is how it’s now. You even stuck your self a couple of instances even forgetting that you simply had your cock and balls helplessly locked away in an unforgiving steel cage.
You had additionally slowly were given keep an eye on of your urges they usually didn’t transform that a lot of a distraction with paintings and your productiveness however all that psychological fortitude is going out the window when James is round. Simply listening to his voice pushes you into overdrive, and doesn’t lend a hand that he has repeatedly began upping this dominance over you by way of swing by way of paintings to discuss with you, flirting with you round your paintings buddies and ever so casually flashing your key on his necklace.
The worst phase was once when James would begin to invite himself on your position after his shift and spend the night time there looking at TV, enjoying in your recreation methods and snacking in your meals, all the time unannounced. Whilst he was once there he would all the time habits himself so playfully and painfully unaware of your rising agony and anticipation, even going so daring as to whip out his personal dick and get started rubbing in proper subsequent to you in your settee. He was once all the time be offering when you sought after to suck if, “when you truly sought after.” he would all the time tag on on the finish with mock sincerity.
Some nights when you went down on him James would liberate you and can help you excitement your self to crowning glory as a ‘particular deal with’. Different nights he would end deep at the back of your mouth, then zip up his pants and proceed the night time striking out in your settee, like not anything ever took place.
This Thursday was once a type of nights and shortly he began to stand up and make his approach against the door with hardly ever a point out or a thank you. You have got discovered to check out to stay your self sane throughout the ones nights you have been locked away on my own at your house, however you have been nonetheless seeking to regulate your self for the disgruntlement of a fruitless night time after he ‘gives’ you to suck him off. It’s been this 3rd week locked in, with the previous two Sunday’s James purposefully ghosting you. With all that mounting force and frustration of being denied an opportunity to climax another time you after all snap, “When are you going to let me fucking Cum!?” you shout at him as he’s about to open the door.
James stopped mid step in his stride, along with his again to you, you might be undecided if he was once surprised, shocked or indignant at your out of line remark. After a terrifying second of silence from James, he became round and addressed you in an icy chilly remark, “If you wish to cum such a lot. Then you definately’ll get precisely that, day after today”
Nervousness accompanied you for the next paintings day. ‘What did he imply by way of that remark?’ ‘does he have one thing deliberate?’ ‘is he truly going to let me out and cum, simply because i stood as much as him?’ All the ones ideas and extra stored floating on your head as you attempted your very best to concentrate on the day-to-day paintings duties of your activity.
Pondering, borderline hoping that James would now not apply thru along with his promise remaining night time. However because the clock caught remaining time, at the dot, you won a textual content message from James. All it stated was once “Head over. It’s time to unencumber you for the night time.”
You catch your self that specialize in the remaining a part of the message, unlocked for the night time? You haven’t been unlocked for that lengthy in months. Normally James relocks you once you end cleansing up in your Sunday night time releases. Your center begins to race with pleasure, praying that it’s now not a trick.
You hurriedly get into your automobile and race at once to James area however as you stepped from your automobile all that enthusiasm and pleasure was once drowned out by way of dread and hesitation of what’s precisely goes to occur at the different aspect of the entrance door. Weighing your choices of this example of going thru with this or simply ditching his direct invitation, With a pressure out of your cage you recognize that leaving now would reason far more bother for you later. He may even break your key when you stood him up.
You’re taking a deep breath, pass to ring the doorbell
James opened the door right away with a grin and your key in hand. Prior to may just even say a phrase, he grabbed by way of the collar of your paintings blouse and dragged you in the course of the doorway. You get the impact that he was once status at the different aspect of the door, ready as you have been caught in considered your scenario.
He forcefully pulls you in and brings you instantly into the lounge and throws you at the sofa. With James looming over you, staring you down, he after all shall we out the phrases, “So that you don’t love it going see you later with out cumming, isn’t that proper?” You sheepishly attempt to express regret and backpedal earlier than he cuts you off, “No we each heard your little outburst the day gone by. I assume 3 weeks is slightly too lengthy for you,” you blush in embarrassment and solid your eyes downward.
“That’s why I determined this weekend, I’m going to devote all of my time and effort making you cum again and again” You perk up in disbelief, you virtually didn’t consider your eyes as you noticed James knelt on his knees down directly to the ground under you as he began unzipping your pants and peeling off your pants and underpants to show your chastity cage. With the silver key in hand he is going in to unencumber it and you’re feeling absolute reduction as you revel in that jail get got rid of out of your frame and listen to the steel clattering sound of the cage touchdown at the flooring. Your cock rushes to face erect with it’s new discovered freedom as you’re feeling the comfortable contact of Jame’s palms get started massaging your balls with knowledgeable care.
You set free an extended moan as your frame realizes that it’s in fact loose and begins pumping increasingly more blood down against your cock for an extended wanted erection. James therapeutic massage slowly remodeled right into a complete on handjob, and he skillfully runs his palms up and down your whole shaft, as he coos candy phrases of care as he attends to you.
It didn’t take lengthy to your balls to start out pumping out top rate precum, that began swelling up at the tip of your cock and began cascading downwards over James’s repeatedly shifting palms. “Oh you’re truly pent up, aren’t you? I haven’t observed this a lot from you in ages, and that is just the beginning of all of it.” You sigh with settlement as you shut your eyes and throw your head again at the settee, taking in each superb second of this revel in.
It didn’t take lengthy earlier than it was once time so that you can cum. Your muscular tissues begin to twitch whilst you catch James asking the query, “You’re getting shut, aren’t you?” You moan in settlement and also you heard probably the most wonderful reaction “that’s alright, simply let all of it out.” You didn’t wish to be ordered to take action however your frame starts the method of your lengthy awaited climax, you’re feeling the sluggish force that was once construction inside you begins to extend at a fast tempo you shut your eyes close, soak up a deep breath and get ready for the discharge.
Simply because the cum begins to make its approach up and from your cock, you’re feeling one thing icy chilly is pressed proper on the most sensible of your dick, and every other frozen one thing pressed at the candy spot in your taint. You set free a began yelp as your frame instinctively clenches, which led to a complete shutdown of your cumshot. Your eyes spring open as you snap your neck down to look what in fact is going on.
Along with your blurred imaginative and prescient you spot James having a look again up at you, with a smirk on his face and an ice dice in every hand, urgent down arduous in your taint and cock head. You glance in regret as you spot your treasured cumshot get started unfortunately dribbling down your shaft.
In surprise and horror you take a look at James useless within the eyes. All he does is snigger, “You in truth idea you have been going to get a climax, scot-free, after you talked to me like that? Suppose once more” As he will get up, wiping his rainy hand in your pant legs
“Now pay attention,” he says as he plops proper down at the settee, throwing one in all his arm over you. “I’ve each purpose to devote my complete time and effort this weekend making you cum non forestall, That was once true. However I by no means stated that you simply have been going to benefit from the revel in.”
True to his phrase, he was once in your cock from that Friday night time to Sunday night time. Continuously bringing as much as complete mast earlier than discovering a method to destroy your climax. He was once smartly ready too, but even so ice, he has warmth packs, scrubby sponges and thick coarse leather-based gloves to accompany his hand jobs.
Later within the weekend he would handcuff you to the mattress and rotate all the ones strategies whilst you have been blindfolded, you to stay you at nighttime of what would come subsequent. He additionally broke out his personal vibrators to toy with you, to get your cock to face again up however he would both crank the vibration environment to max simply as you started to cum or would abruptly take away all of them on the remaining second, simply whilst you wanted it probably the most. You couldn’t make a decision which one was once the worst revel in
Quickly Sunday night time after all got here, after you probably did extra instances than that you must rely. Drained and spent all you’ll do is simply zone out at the sofa as James was once off making ready, what you hope wasn’t every other try to destroy every other one in all your orgasms.
When he returned he was once retaining your cage. With what it constitute you set free a sigh of reduction realizing that this was once all going to return to an finish, you wordlessly swing your legs open, letting him simple get entry to on your cock and balls.
As you heard the clicking of confinement James delivers you a robust phrase of caution, “Now don’t ever question me when you’ll climax once more, you understand I’m excellent for it. In case you ever snap at me once more, in poor health remember to fuck you so right kind that you simply get your orgasm, whilst nonetheless locked away on your cage. Do i make myself transparent?”
“Sure sir” you answer with renewed servitude