I’ve decided to answer several questions I’ve received through my inbox at one time.
I’m doing this for a couple of reasons:
- When I started this journey a little over 2 years ago, I thought I knew everything I needed to know. I quickly learned that was not the case. I became thirsty for knowledge, and I wish there was a resource which could have guided me though what to expect. One of the goals I have with this blog is to hopefully provide some answers to others who may be seeking the same knowledge I am.
- I receive many of the same questions, and I’ve noticed that it’s pretty handy to be able to point someone to a specific post to answer them. (OK, so I’m lazy)
- At some level, making my experiences public provides documentation. In my current life, I’m a web designer, so I’ve learned to think a lot like a lawyer, and having things in the public record sometimes just seems prudent.
I’m starting with what I’m calling “Levels of Commitment”. Essentially, it lays out how I’ve come to understand things. I’m sure there are those who will disagree with me, and I invite the conversation, it will help everyone.
As I mentioned, I started this journey a couple years ago, but in reality, I’ve been on a series of them my whole life. I can remember way back to my first “hard on”, when I was convinced I broke my dick. I didn’t have a father figure to talk to, and I wasn’t going to ask mom, so I just ended up figuring things out on my own. Rather quickly, I found that I really enjoyed typing myself up. At the same time, I somehow developed a “hatred” of my balls. They just kept getting in the way, Interesting to note that my entire teenage life, I never once masturbated. That didn’t happen until the spring semester of my second year in college. I grew up in a REALLY small town, and there were no gay people, so it never even crossed my mind that attraction to a guy was possible. I think that’s why I never really thought to explore the sexual parts of me, and concentrated on the bondage.
Going back in time a bit, to my first semester in college, I somehow got really bold, and asked one of my roommates to tie me up. It was the first time I’d even had someone else do it. Unfortunately, the method we used wasn’t the best. My arms were duct taped to the rafters of our garage, and I was left to “dangle” there, with my arms bearing my entire weight while my roommate went to class. I had to choice but to hang there until he returned. It was incredibly painful, and for about a year, the thought of bondage in any form no longer crossed my mind.
A trip to the local farm supply store, however, opened my eyes to the world of animal castration, and I secretly bought the supplies and kept them hidden in my room, with the idea that at some point, I would do it to myself. In the end, I never ended up using any of it, and I honestly don’t know what happened to it.
Through the years, I did little “experiments”, and often enlisted the help of some very understanding friends who helped me try everything from chastity belts to mummification. At one time, I had a buddy who stayed with me, and locked a collar around my neck, attached to a chain which was attached to the wall. He locked me that way every night, and it felt so natural.
There was one “fantasy” I never was able to try, and that was that I wanted to try being locked inside a cage for an entire week. I assumed that the experience would be so horrible that it would “cure” me of my constant thoughts of bondage. It wasn’t until I met Aaron that I got to try it. I met Aaron on his 18th birthday, when I was around 39 years old.
Even with the age difference, we hit it off right away. We met in June, and by the end of July, we had convinced each other to try the “cage thing”. He was excited to have control, and I was excited to give it up. It was the first time I had to commit to an extended session. Up to that point, I’d never been tied up more than a couple of hours. When the time came, Aaron had me crawl into a dog kennel we’d purchased at the pet store, and after locking a couple of padlocks, I was locked inside the cage, and there was nothing I could do about it. We happened to have a spot in the basement where there was nothing but sand, so I was able to relieve myself by simply pissing out the side of the cage.
When it came time to handle the other end, Aaron would lead me by a collar to the toilet to relieve myself, and while he would sometimes return me to the cage right away, he’d usually tie me up in other ways, and he explored his own fantasies, he especially liked the Cat O Nine Tails. he never used it hard, but definitely used it. I thought I’d hate it, along with the hot wax he’d poor over me as he had me shackled to the wall, but, I learned to deal with the pain well. I know that that level of pain (hot wax) is probably considered child’s pain to some, for me it was just at the threshold I could tolerate. When he was done, he’d put me back in the cage until the next time he was ready to “use me” again.
The entire goal of going through the experience was supposed to make me hate the idea of bondage, but in the end, when he came to release me for the final time, and notified me that I’d been locked up not for a week, but for two weeks that I realized that all the thoughts I’d had my whole life were because I was doing what I was supposed to, and it was such a normal thing that I somehow never noticed that he’d kept me twice as long as we’d agreed.
Through the rest of the summer, he kept a chain locked around my neck, and when we’d go out, he took great joy in leading me around on a leash and collar and showing me off to his friends, and I felt honored to be his property.Something which had originally scared me suddenly seemed like the most natural thing in the world.
We spent the summer nights, quite often all night long, sharing our hopes, dreams, and innermost secrets with each other. And I told him things I’d never shared with anyone else, including the stories of my castration fantasy.
On day he told me that when my birthday arrived (it was my 40th, so sort of a milestone) he was going to indulge the fantasy I’d had since I was 19. My 40th birthday present was that I’d lose my balls. We ordered the supplies online, and waited for the day to arrive. The day my birthday arrived, Aaron never showed. He had chickened out, and couldn’t go through with it. I started the day so excited (yet terrified) and ended it disappointed.
Somehow that was the end of our master sub play, and we just became regular friends after that. When I first me him, I wanted more than anything to have sex with him, but the bondage play was the closest we’ve ever gotten. Just because the play time had ended didn’t mean our friendship did, and for the last couple of years, we’ve been best of friends.
I never got that summer out of my head however, and the taste of giving up complete control stuck with me. I knew I wanted more, but I’ve always been a “realistic” person, and knew that fr me to get what I was looking for, I had no choice but to eventually spend the rest of my life in bondage. Since my longest experience has been just two weeks, I tried to come up with the right amount of time for me to “try” long term commitment, and to this day, i still can’t decide how much time exists between forever and 2 weeks to take the next step, but in the process, I came up with one of my coolest ideas, the dice game. I won’t go into all the details, but essentially, a simple roll of the dice determines how long I’d be locked up. My “master” would lock me up, and then roll the dice. The results of the roll would determine if I’d be locked up for as short a time as three weeks, or if I would spend the rest of my life in chains. It adds a unique twist.
I knew I had to try the next step, and spent about a year searching Recon for someone to play the game with me. At the same time, I scoured forums like the Eunuch Archive, and FetLife.com. I spent countless hours on the Nifty Archive reading erotic stories. I have met people who have never been masters, but wanted to tackle the challenges of the dice game (remember, no one knows until after we’ve both committed to let the dice decide how long it will last). I knew if I wasn’t ready for a lifetime commitment, that someone who had never even tied someone up before certainly wasn’t ready for that potential commitment.
I talked with people I’d met along the way who were actually living master slave lifestyles. I talked to possibly hundreds of potential partners, and learned pretty much every single way I could be taken advantage of. I learned how things can go wrong, and how things can go right.In the end, I learned that life doesn’t always end up as you planned, so prepare for it, and that the most important thing in actually making a master slave arrangement work are respect and chemistry. Both parties must be willing to meet the other’s needs, and both must know that the other party will respect their limits. They will grow and explore together, and push boundaries, In the end, everyone wins.
The ironic bit of a successful dom / sub relationship is in realizing that a slave (or sub) ultimately knows that what they really need to do in life is to take care of someone else, while the master (or dom) needs to be taken care of. It seems backwards on the surface, but makes a lot of sense to those who truly understand.
Ultimately, a consensus came from those actually living the lifestyle I dreamed of, and they all agreed. In order to truly know if this full time, 24/7 master slave thing is right, you must actually live it for a year. At that point, the answer will be clear.
So, I know one thing only. My next step is a one year “trial” period. In some ways, it’s difficult to do a trial that lasts that long. I’m lucky enough to have a small recurring income that’ll last for many years into the future without my input, but that income isn’t large enough to keep my current life in “stasis” for a year just in case it doesn’t work out. It doesn’t really make sense to pay rent for an apartment I would never see, as in order for me to truly know, I must commit fully. From minute one until the end of that year, I will exist only for my master.
Whichever master takes me as his property must be willing to make the same commitment. When we make the final decision to officially start (which I picture as the moment master locks a collar around my neck) we must both commit to the full term. Unless it becomes overly obvious that it’s not working for both of us, we must honor the commitment we made for the sake of the other party. So, it’s entirely possible that an hour in, I realize I’m completely miserable, As long as the situation is working for master, I have no choice but to find a way to make the best of the full year.
There are many who will say that if I’m miserable, or master is, that we should end things right then. While that makes sense on the surface, there’s two major factors in play. First, every person I’ve talked to who actually is living this lifestyle tells me it requires a year to be able to make an informed decision. I’ve learned to trust that type of wisdom, especially when repeated by several sources. I might suddenly find, 11 months in that I find joy in what used to be misery. That point might be the beginning of what becomes the most satisfying experience of my life. If I quit early, i could potentially be giving up the very thing that would make me happiest.
Almost equally as important, I must honor my commitment to my master because of his commitment to me. In order for me to spend an entire year as the property of someone else, and do it in such a way which I feel is genuine, I must make several trade offs. I’ll have to terminate my lease, quit my job, put my stuff in storage, place friendships and family relationships on hold, and spend that year serving master. As a part of the decision process to make those trade offs, I must know that master has made a similar commitment to me. There is no way I could justify doing all of that for anything less than a year’s commitment.
Most difficult for me will be leaving Aaron. We discussed the possibility of attempting to recreate the magic of that summer and simply try again for a longer time. He says he thinks he can do it, but I keep thinking back to my 40th birthday, when he couldn’t go through with the castration. While a part of me is happy it didn’t happen, a part of me is still disappointed. He says he couldn’t do it because he didn’t want to hurt me. There’s no way I can be upset with him for that, but it tells me he’s not ready to make they type of commitment needed to go the whole year if things aren’t perfect for him. Plus, he’s still young (just turned 21) and I can’t ask him to spend that time exploring my needs at a time when he should be exploring his own and figuring out who he will ultimately be.
Master does have one advantage in this arrangement. He maintains to option of passing me to another if he is unhappy. I must trust that master will choose an appropriate replacement, but by allowing master to lock that collar around my neck, I will be willing giving up the right to make choices. It will not be my decision what happens to me during that time, and so I must consider as a part of my decision to become the property of this particular master, that he would ensure that no harm would come to me.
I called this post “levels of commitment” because I’ve realized that all of these things doing magically happen overnight. There’s an idea many people have that everything is going to work out as we plan. The fantasy bits make us think it’s always going to be perfect. Life doesn’t’ work that way, but that doesn’t mean it has to be a bad thing, just something we need to be prepared for.
As we begin the process of engaging each other, and eventually (and hopefully) we meet someone who we think we share a connection with. As a sub, it’s the one I feel a desire and need to serve. The one who I feel I want to fulfill all of their needs. The one I feel will respect my limits, yet help me push those boundaries.
I mention that I desire a lifelong commitment, To get there requires a series of smaller commitments. I learned this through reading erotic stories, and there are three which have really stood out to me, and illustrate how a series of smaller commitments can lead to a larger one.
Those three, in no particular order are:
In each, the master and slave meet online, and at some point, a small commitment is made. Most common, master sends slave a chastity belt, which slave locks on, showing commitment to master.
While this is a big commitment, it’s a pretty simple one, and each party is essentially agreeing to meet in person, with the INTENTION of it going further. If they meet, and it doesn’t’ work, the belt is removed, and each returns to their former lives.
Next, the slave agrees to allow the master to tie him up or at the very least, both enter a “pre-decision” mode. It’s where expectations are discussed, and it’s one of the most important parts of the process. Some may choose to sign contracts, while others are less formal. For me personally, I view this phase as the last opportunity I will have to express my desires, the last chance to state my limits, and the last chance to “leave” if I feel uncomfortable.
It’s important that this stage is handled with the respect it deserves. The gentleman I’m connecting with most in my search believes in a one year trial commitment before agreeing to a lifelong one, and that makes sense with all I have learned. It’s this stage which will determine a lot about how that year will unfold.
Finally, there’s what I call the point of no return. for me, it’s the moment master locks a collar around my neck. Once that collar is secured, both parties have a commitment to uphold everything discussed in the previous stage. The one year trial arrangement seems appropriate, and what is essentially being agreed to is that all limits will be respected, and all commitments will be honored for (in my example) the coming year. In my case, I would be agreeing that when the collar is locked, that I will have given up my right to make choices for the coming year. It will no longer be about my wants, only my masters. For master, it means recognizing I have placed my previous life on hold, so it will not interfere. He agrees to honor that, and ensure that I will remain a slave the entire year. Ultimately, master should ensure that emergency contingencies are in place. You never know when a tragic accident, or a job loss could affect master’s ability or desire to continue, so it never hurts to have a “back up” master who will take the slave as his own in those situations.
For me, the final stage involves the ultimate level of commitment, it’s the moment where each party decides this is truly something they want to do. The answers should be obvious for each at that point. If we decide to move past the one year trial, I would be agreeing to make a total commitment. Master would have the sole right to make decisions in how I am treated, and I (of course) would be allowing master to take those choices from me.
Each of the stories I mention above has various interpretations of these commitment levels, but they all share the common theme. The piss slave story stands out a bit in that there is no “trial period”. Once the slave is locked into his cage, with the piss hood locked on, he has agreed upon a lifetime commitment.
That is my ultimate desire. While technically the moment where master locks the collar around my neck will involve a one year commitment, it really means that master has the right to terminate the arrangement at the end of the year. Master can choose to continue from that point, but I choose (from the beginning) to not be allowed to choose. I choose to not be given the choice to end after a year.
I fully believe that if master wishes to end the arrangement because it is not working for him, that he should have no problems in finding another master willing to take me as his slave. As master’s property, I could of course be sold, given away, traded, etc. I would have chosen from day one that this possibility could unfold.
So in the end, we arrive on lifetime commitments through a series of smaller commitments.
- The commitment by master to send something like a chastity belt, and for slave to lock it on, ensuring each is committed enough to meet in person
- The commitment to try things on a temporary basis
- Finally, the ultimate commitment.
I am hopeful that things work as planned between either the gentleman I’m communicating with the most, or another who comes along soon.
I’m ready to get to know someone and be able to trust them enough to agree to do something like lock a chastity belt on myself while they hold the key. I hope that once we meet, that we continue to connect in a way in which I would feel comfortable allowing them complete control over my life.
I have desired this for over 30 years now, and it’s time to make it a reality.
Hello, let me start off by telling you more about myself. My name is Carter and I am turning 18 years old today. I just graduated from high school and have always looked forward to my life starting as an adult. I have never been athletic. I am an average student and graduated in the middle of my class. I am about 5’10” tall and weigh 155 pounds.
You could say I’m kind of on the skinny side. I have Blond hair and green eyes. You could say I am very cute looking. Not a sex object just your average Twink looking gay boy. Now I know I’m gay, but I am still a virgin and in the closet. I am very close to my family, so I think they know I’m gay, but I have never come out and told them.
I have a big family. There is my dad and mom, and my dad has 2 brothers and one sister, my mom has 2 sisters and 3 brothers, and I have 4 brothers and no sisters. I have 3 older brothers and one younger brother. And lots of cousins. So, its my birthday and I’m out with a couple of friends. My oldest brother texts me and tells me I need to come home right away.
So, me and my two friends head to my house and when I walk in all my family is there yelling SURPRISE. They had set up a party for my 18th birthday. I was shocked and happy. We all partied and had fun all night long. I decided to tell my dad that I was gay so I asked him if I could talk to him in the other room and once there, I was very nervous and just came right out and said.
“Dad I think you might already know this, but I need to tell you that I’m gay.”
My dad looked right at me and said.
“I know Carter, the whole family knows. We just figured you would tell us when you’re ready. If you ever need to talk about it or have questions don’t be afraid to ask me or your brothers anything.”
I looked at my dad with a big smile and a feeling of relief. And we went back to the party. After the party was over all my brothers stayed the night because it was getting late. I couldn’t sleep so I snuck into my brothers’ room that was one year older than me and still live at the house. I woke him up and asked him if we could go for a walk outside that I needed to talk to him.
We went outside and I told him about me being gay and that I told dad earlier in the day at the party. He laughed and told me.
“Like we didn’t already know. So, are you a Top or Bottom?”
I looked at my brother and said.
“I don’t know I am still a virgin and I don’t know what I like.”
So, let’s stop the conversation I am having with my brother so I can let you know about him. He has the same build and looks as I do. Blond hair and green eyes, he is 19 years old and his name is Josh. He is 5’11” and about 160 pounds. He has blond hair like me and green eyes like me also. We have been inseparable ever since we were little. He is my closest brother, we did everything together growing up, but the biggest difference between us is he is straight and has a girlfriend. So back to what we were talking about.
So, after telling him I was a Virgin my brother looked at me and said.
“Well Carter let me say one thing real fast, my girl hates sucking my dick so why don’t you get down on those knees of your and get to sucking my dick.”
I looked at him and thought did he just say that to me? I look right into Josh’s eyes and said.
“Are you serious? You really want me to suck your dick? I have never had sex or sucked a dick ever in my life. I won’t be good at it”
“Yeah bro I want you to, the way I look at it is that you can get the practice and I can get my dick sucked at the same time because my girl won’t suck me.”
I looked at Josh and the I went to my knees and said.
“Ok Josh lets do this. I will suck your dick for you.”
Josh then said to me.
“Now don’t get so jumpy just yet Carter, you have to know a few things before you say yes. I will not treat you as my brother but as a bitch. Just so you know once we start, I will not stop until I cum. Also, you need to know it won’t be a one-time thing, anytime and anywhere I tell you to drop to your knees and suck my dick you must obey, and I’m not going to be nice, I will teach you how to suck a proper dick.”
I looked right in my brothers face and agreed to his terms, I just wanted to suck my first dick so bad right then. So, Josh moved closer and got his crotch right to my face and looked down at me and said.
“What are you waiting for bitch? Get my dick out and start sucking faggot.”
I looked up at my brother and said.
“Do you seriously have to talk to me that way Josh?”
Josh then raised his hand and slapped me across the face as hard as he could and said.
“First off bitch yes I do need to talk to you that way, I told you before you agreed to this that I will treat you as a bitch, second off don’t you ever talk back to me ever again and do as your ordered to do.”
So, I then put my hands on the top of his paints and went to unbuckle his belt when Josh then slapped me across the face as hard as he could again and said.
“Ok bitch I can see that I have a lot of training to do with you, when a straight alpha like myself lets you suck his dick you must pull his dick out using your mouth only. You need to take a real mans dick out without touching it with your fag hands.”
I then moved my face up to his crotch and used my mouth to undo his belt buckle and then moved to the button oh his paints. I could feel his dick getting hard when I was trying to get the button undone and I was having problems getting his paints undone with my mouth since it was the first time I have ever done this and I was taking a long time doing it when I felt Josh slap me across the face once again and he looked down at me and said.
“Bitch I am going to keep bitch slapping you until you learn what to do fag, you need to learn to get faster and make me happy, you don’t want me to get mad because it would not be good for you bitch. Now get back to work and get my dick out in the next 3 minutes or next time I’m not going to slap you, but I will punch you so hard in the face that you will have a fat lip and bloody nose. Now I’m going to time you, so you better learn and get that dick out bitch.”
When Josh moved back up to me, I started to undo his paints once again with my mouth still having problems Josh said one minute gone two minutes left. And then I started to go nuts on his button and finally got it undone, then I took my teeth and pulled down his zipper, and Josh then said one-minute left bitch. So, I took my mouth and pulled his paints down and I heard Josh say 10, 9, 8 counting down the last minute when I pulled his underwear down and out pooped his 9-inch dick and smacked me in the face. Then I looked up and seen Josh smiling and he said.
“Great job bitch, see what a little motivation can do? Your learning, now put that cock sucker on my dick and start sucking.”
I put my mouth around his dick for the first time and the first time I have ever had a dick in my mouth. I got the first three inches in and Josh pulled his dick out real fast and smacked me hard across my face and yelled out.
“You are a fucking cunt, get your fucking teeth off my dick bitch before I knock them out of your fucking mouth, now do it right bitch.”
Josh then grabbed the back of my head and shoved his dick back in my mouth. This time I covered my teeth with my lips to make sure not to touch his dick with them. Josh then grabbed the back of my head and kept pushing my head into him hitting the back of my throat and I was gagging like crazy. I then heard Josh say.
“Good job on coving those teeth bitch but now you need to learn to relax your throat to let my dick down there bitch, trust me it will be easier on you because it don’t matter to me if you relax or not since my dick will go in with force or you relaxing.”
I tried my hardest to relax but I couldn’t it was hard for me to do since I have never done this before when I felt Josh grab the back of my head tight and shove his dick all the way in balls deep. I started to gag like crazy and my throat felt like it was on fire since Josh forced his dick down my throat. Josh then held my head buried into his crotch and said.
“That’s it you bitch, take that dick, oh yeah that feels great. Gag on it you bitch. I told you I was going down your throat no matter what. It feels so great bitch, your going to become a great cock sucker faggot.”
I had tears running down my face and was hoping it would stop. Josh was being so brutal with me and making me gag like crazy. This blow job has been going on for 30 minutes now and we were in the back yard of the house where at any time anyone could wake up and look in the back yard and see what was going on. I wanted it to jut stop. But I knew that Josh wouldn’t stop until he came.
Josh finally let go of my head and then started to move his hips to make his dick go in and out of my throat. I finally felt his dick start to throb and heard Josh say.
“That’s it you bitch keep that up, I’m about to cum any moment now. OH yeah that’s it you bitch. Oh yeah, I’m seeding your throat faggot, take that seed down that throat bitch. Make that dick you faggot.”
My throat was now on fire, I never stopped gagging, I had tears running down my eyes and I felt so used. I lip hurt from my teeth rubbing on them so that my teeth would not rub on Josh’s dick. I had Josh’s cum running down my throat and into my stomach. After Josh was finished, he ripped his dick out of my throat, put his hand on my head and push me to the ground. Josh then pulled up his underwear and paints and said to me.
“That was great bitch, you learned to keep those teeth off my dick and how to take a dick down your throat bitch. Now get the fuck up and follow me into the house and go to bed. We don’t need anyone asking why we are out here because I will tell them the truth. So, if you don’t want to tell them yet that you’re a fag you better hurry up.”
I went to say Ok and nothing came out, I then tried to talk, and it hurt to talk. Josh then started to laugh and said.
“Damn bitch, I really used that throat good, didn’t I? Well get use to it because it will happen a lot more now. Happy Birthday Fag and welcome to your new life.”
I went in the house and went to bed I laid there thinking about what just happened. I now sucked my first dick but didn’t know it was going to be so brutal. I was just so thankful no one seen me on my knees taking Josh’s dick in the back yard. The next morning, I woke up and my throat was still sore. I sat down at the kitchen table while my mom cooked us breakfast.
Josh then came down and sat right next to me and whispered in my ear.
“Damn I wish the family knew how much of a fag you are, I would have you under this table right now feeding you my cum for your breakfast. By the way I have something special for you this morning. When mom puts your plate in front of you hand it to me.”
A few minutes passed and my mom put a plate of pancakes in front of me and turned around to get everyone’s plates. The Josh picked up my plate and put it under the table. I looked over and he had a small glass with his morning cum in it and he poured it all over my pancakes. He then put my plate in front of me and said.
“Eat up Carter, you better eat ever bite.”
My mom then said.
“That’s right carter I want to see your plate empty before you get up and go out with your friends today. I don’t need you hungry.”
I have never used syrup or butter on my pancakes. I have always liked them plain. My youngest brother looked at my plate and seen the cum on my pancakes and laughed. He is 16 years old. His name is Damien, he is 5’7″ and about 150 pounds. He also has Blond hair like me and my brother, but he has nice blue eyes. The kind that I wish I had. Unlike me and Josh he has a great body. Six pack abs, and a tan body to die for.
I sat there eating these pancakes covered in Josh’s cum. I now got a good taste of his cum unlike last night when it was just deposited into my stomach. I could tell his cum was a little sweet with a little after taste of bitterness. I sat there in front of my family eating my brothers cum and the only one that noticed was my youngest brother Damien. After I finished every bite, I got up to leave with my friends when Josh said.
“Hey Carter, I’m coming with you today I have nothing to do and I don’t want to be bored.”
I replied, “No Josh I’m going out with my friends today I will catch up with you later.”
My mom then interrupted and said.
“Carter your bother can go with you or you’re not going yourself stop being selfish.”
Damien then said.
“Mom I want to go also can I go with them?”
That’s when Josh said.
“Maybe next time buddy I want to spend time with Cater since it was just his birthday.”
Damien then started to act sad that he could not go until our mom said for us to take him along also, that she felt it would be a good bonding time for the three of us.
I was happy Damien was going because that meant that Josh couldn’t do anything to me all day in front of him. I could see that Josh was not happy about it and I knew if it was just me and Josh that I would have never made it to my friend’s house, and he would have other plans for us.
We all got into the car and I started to drive us to my friend’s house when Damien started to talk.
“So, Carter I seen you sucking Josh’s dick last night in the back yard. Josh really put you in your place, didn’t he? You want to suck my dick? I watched you eat his cum all over your breakfast this morning and you ate every bite.”
Right at that moment my heart dropped into my stomach and Josh’s face got the biggest smile on his face. Then Josh said.
“Yeah Damien, Carter would love to suck your dick. You know he is a faggot, right?”
“Yeah, I know, I seen him go to town on your dick Josh. I was hoping Carter would want to suck me also.”
Josh then replied
“Ok later let’s go to Carters friends house and hang out first. I really did just come along to hang out also.”
I was happy that we were all just going to hang out and I would still get to see my friends but horrified that Damien seen me sucking Josh’s dick and that he also wanted me to suck his dick.
We finally pulled up to my friend’s mike house and Mike and my other friend Cody came out and got in my car. I said hi and then went to the water park near our house. When we got to the water park, we all got out of the car and went in. Once in there I headed right to the bathhouse to change into my swimming trunks. Cody and Mike already had theirs on, so they went swimming when I went to change.
Cody was three months younger than me, so he was still 17 years old, he is also tall at 6’2″, about 175 pounds and was in great shape, he has brown hair and beautiful dark gray eyes. He is the only person I have ever seen with eyes like that. Cody is straight with a beautiful girlfriend.
Mike on the other hand is two months older than me so he was already 18 years old. He was about the same height as me at 5’10” but was chubby at around 220 pounds. He has Brown hair also but hazel eyes. He has dated girls here and there but never really keeps them. Right now, he is single, but he is straight as well like Cody.
Damien changed super-fast and ran out the doors to go swimming, I went into the dressing area and pulled the curtain to change cloths. I had just finished getting ready and was about to head out when Josh came in and shut the curtain behind us and said.
“Ok bitch time to suck my dick again.”
I looked at Josh and replied.
“No not here, we are in public in the middle of the day with people all around.”
Josh then raised his hand and bitch slapped me hard across my face again and replied.
“I told you bitch, anytime, and anywhere. And when I said that I meant it so if you don’t want me to make a scene and force my dick down your fag throat you better get down on your knees and get to work.”
I now had tears in my eyes, and I knew he would force me no mater what. I dropped to my knees and put my hand on the top of his swimming trunks and Josh slapped me again across the face reminding me I need to use my mouth. I put my mouth to pull his shorts down and noticed they wouldn’t go down and seen he tied them, and I had to untie the string to pull them down.
I thought to myself why the hell would he tie up his shorts if he knew he was going to make me suck his dick. As I was untying the string on his shorts, I realized why he did that. He was getting hard while I did that, and it was a way to make sure he was hard for me to suck him. Knowing where we were it didn’t take me long to get his shorts off so I can hurry up and suck him off so no one would come in and see when I heard Josh say.
“Damn bitch you must really want my dick bad today, you got my junk out fast, ok get to work and get me off, the faster you work my dick the faster we can go swimming with Damien and your friends.”
I then put my mouth around Josh’s dick and started to suck. This time I remembered to cover my teeth. I then started to gag once again on Josh’s dick. Then Josh started to hit the back of my throat and then forced his dick back into my throat. Right at that moment I heard Cody come in and yell for me.
“Hey Carter, where are you? Your taking a long time. We are waiting for you to go down the slide.”
Josh then yelled out.
“Hey dude we are back here.”
I then tried to pull my head off Josh’s dick when I felt josh put his hands behind my head and lock his fingers together and hold my head balls deep gagging like crazy on his dick when I heard Cody open the curtain and look right at me on Josh’s dick and he yelled out really loud.
“What the fuck man? Why the hell are you on your knees sucking your brothers dick man?”
He yelled so loud I’m shocked the entire water park didn’t hear him when Josh then said while letting up a little and start to move my head up and down on his shaft and telling Cody.
“Your friend here is a fag dude. I’m shocked you didn’t know that. He loves dick, and I’m helping him to learn how to suck a dick.”
Cody the replied back in a normal voice.
“I never thought about him being a fag before. He is just a friend, so I didn’t think of it. I know he was always teased in school, but I just figured that’s all it was. I didn’t know he was really a faggot. Just so you know though I’m straight. So, are you a fag also Josh?”
“No dude I’m straight also, I just enjoy getting my dick sucked, my girl won’t do it. So why not let a fag suck me off.”
During them talking about me I was still down on Josh, gagging and chocking like crazy on his dick. They kept talking about Josh’s girl not sucking dick and Cody saying his girl tried before but sucked at it and hurt him so he wouldn’t let his girl suck him. Then Josh said.
“See the fag here is not good at it also, but once he learns he will be a natural born c=cock sucker and it will feel great. At least he learned not to use his teeth and it don’t hurt. I just need to now teach him how to make me feel great while getting sucked off.”
Right then Josh started to moan and push his dick down my throat to cum down inside my stomach once again. Cody then laughed and I was swallowing Josh’s cum and Josh once again ripped his dick out and pushed me to the floor. Then Josh told Cody.
“Don’t expect the fag to be able to talk for a little while. He needs time for his throat to get back to normal after taking my dick down his throat.”
Cody said ok and then Josh pulled his shorts up and told me to get off the floor and that we are going swimming now. So, we all left the changing room and went out to go swimming. Mike asked what took so long and Cody replied.
“Mike you won’t believe this, but Carter was sucking off Josh. Carter is a fag.”
“I kind of figured that but he is our friend. But now that the cat is out of the bag or should I say the fag is out of the closet, maybe he might want to suck us also.”
“Yes, please do I need help to teach him how to suck a great dick. We need to help him so when he meets a guy, he likes he will definitely snag him with his great head.”
I was feeling so low at that moment, but I also asked for it. I agreed to Josh’s terms just so I could suck his dick last night. I just didn’t know in lest than 24 hours I would be sucking him again and that my other brother and my two best friends would know about me.
I just put it behind me and had fun at the water park with my friends and brothers. It was normal, we went on the slides and went swimming in the pool. When Cody suggested we het into the hot tub. All five of us went in and was relaxing when Cody moved next to me and whispered in my ear.
“Hey, fag I need a hand job.”
He then grabbed my hand and pushed it into his shorts under the water in front of everyone and I felt his rock-hard dick for the first time. He must have been at least 10 inches and thick. I pulled away from him and took my hand out of his shorts when Josh whispered in my other ear on the other side of me.
“Fag you better put your bitch hand back into his shorts and show your friend some respect and give him the hand job he wants and apologize to him for pulling away and tell him you will never pull away again, or when we get home I’m going to take you out back and beat you with my belt until your black and blue. Got that bitch?”
I instantly put my hand back into his shorts and grabbed his dick and started to jerk off one of my best friends. I then apologize to him and told him I would never pull away again. Cody looked over at Josh and Josh winked at Cody to say I got you. Cody smiled and leaned back as I gave him a hand job in front of everyone. Mike seen this and Josh moved away to let Mike in and put my other hand in his shorts to give him a hand job also. Mike I could tell was only about 7 inches and felt more like mine.
I was starting to worry about myself because the only dicks I have touched before yesterday was my own and then when I felt Josh and Cody’s dicks, they were much bigger than me and I was worried I was small. So, there I was giving my two best friends hand jobs at the same time as they leaned back enjoying themselves. I the heard Cody say to Mike.
“Isn’t it great having a fag as a friend Mike? We will always get off now.”
“Hell, yeah I wish the fag would have came out years ago, he could have been making our dicks feel good all these years.”
This is the first time I heard my two best friends call me a fag and tell each other how they would have used me for years if I had told them. In a way I wish I did tell Cody because I kind of found him attractive. But then again, I never though of Cody in a sexual way before.
Cody the whispered in my ear.
“Ok fag in about to cum so put your mouth around my dick and swallow mu cum so that it does not go in the hot tub.”
I the put my head under water and put Cody’s Dick in my mouth and he pushed my head all the way down my throat and came right into my stomach. I thought I was about to die because I started to gag and chock on his dick and Cody moved up to pull me out of the water to swallow his cum so if anyone would have looked over at the hot tub they would have seen me on his dick, but luckily no one seen except my little Brother Damien.
I then continued to give Mike his hand job and Mike was about to cum also, but instead of putting my head under water he just moved up and shoved my head down on his dick balls deep. I once again gagged like crazy as Mike came down my throat.
But this time Mike was making so much noise these two boys in their early teens walked by and said.
“Holly shit there a guy sucking the cum out of that dude. What faggot’s”
After I got done swallowing Mikes cum Mike told the boys he wasn’t gay he just likes getting off and faggots are great for that. The boys laughed and told Mike.
“Well use that faggot good for us then.”
Mike smiled and said he would.
Damien said it was he turn but Josh told him to wait until we got home, and he could get head from me tonight. Damien agreed and wanted to go home right away but Josh told him that we had to wait for it to get dark first before having me suck him off.
I now felt so low. Now two strangers saw me with my mouth around Mikes dick. The sad thing is I didn’t even find Mike attractive.
On our way home Josh took my keys and he drove back to Cody’s house. Cody then got a call on his cell phone and it was his parents. They had told him that they are going out tonight with some friends and most likely will be drinking so they are getting a hotel room for the night and wanted to make sure Cody was ok with that. He was fast to say yes and asked if me Mike and my brothers could stay the night tonight. They of course said yes. Then Cody said he had a great idea for tonight to call and see if we all could stay the night. My parents said yes for us and Mikes parents said yes also.
Once we got to Cody’s house his parents were already gone, and Cody’s only brother didn’t live there, and he had his own place. Cody looked at me and said.
`Oh, are we going to have fun tonight, I have some ideas if its ok with Josh.’
Josh replied he was up for anything as well as Mike and Damien.
Once in the house all four of them made a circle around me and Josh pushed me to my knees, and I looked up at them with evil grins on all their faces.
Josh looked down at me and smiled saying.
“Ok I think before we go any further, we should sit down with Carter and set some rules. Come over here Carter we need to disuse some things.”
I stood up off the floor and sat down on the couch and Josh then explained to me.
“You see Carter I don’t think this will work out with just you submitting to us. I think if you want to suck any of our dicks again you need to be our slave. Now we can’t force you into this, it will have to be your choice. We can go through things we want and what limits you have. But you must agree, and if you don’t want to do that it fine, just know you will not get to suck our dicks again.”
I thought about it for a few minutes and I knew that I wanted to be able to suck their dicks. I knew it was rough with the aging and being forceful, but I also knew I would get use to it. I wanted Josh’s dick, and if I had to suck the other three to just be able to suck Josh off I would, so I looked at Josh and said.
“Yes, I agree to be your guy’s slave. Just as long as I get to suck your dick Josh.”
Josh then replied
“Don’t worry you will, we will go over everything. I’m going to download a contract from the internet for us all to sign, we can go to town hall tomorrow to have it notarized.”
Cody then jumped into the conversation and said.
“Why wait until tomorrow? My brother is a notary and he can make it legal, let me give him a call.”
Cody called his brother and informed up that he was on his way over to make the document legal. Josh went on Cody’s computer and found a slave contract and printed it out. Once Cody’s brother got there, he sat down at the dining room table with all of us and we went through the contract.
Cody’s brother’s name is Adam and was 26 years old, about 6’1″ tall like Cody, he also was also about 175 pounds and was in great shape, he has brown hair and dark green eyes. He is also straight and has been dating the same girl for 4 years. He just got engaged to her a couple months back.
So, Josh said in the contract that he wants Him, Damien, Cody, and Mike to be the Master’s, and that they will all have equal and total control over me. I will be turned into an object, and if they wish that they all can rename me if they like. As far as their point there would be no limits to what they want on them to do with me, even have me serve and obey other men.
Now it was my turn to go through the Slave part of the contract. When asked what limits I have that I would not want done with me and where I can say no to. The only thing I could think of was that I was not to be told or must have sex with any female. See I never thought of anything else that I wouldn’t want to do.
The next part of the contract was term of length in time that the contract would be valid. In the comment section it said life term unless all four masters sign off on releasing me from their part of the contract. Then Adam explained to me and said.
“Now Carter I need to you understand this part very good. This contract will stay valid you entire like unless all four of them decide to release you from your obligations. Now if Josh releases you then what that would mean is Josh would not be your master any longer but Damien, Cody, and Mike still would have ownership so you would still be their slave until they don’t want in the contract anymore. Do you understand this Carter?”
I shook my head yes and said that I understand it and I agree with the terms.
We went through four pages and finally finished the contract. There were two copies made. One for us and one to be filed away with Adam at his office. He had all four of them sign the contract and then the papers were in front of me with the pen in my hand. I looked down at the contract and seen where it said Master with all four of their signatures on them. The next line down I seen the word slave.
I wasn’t sure why I did it, but I took the pen and signed both copies. And Adam filed one away in his brief case and locked up his brief case up. Then Adam said.
“Alright Boys you now officially own a slave, and Carter your officially their property and considered an object. So, about my payment, I want the slave to suck my dick. Kim has been out of town now all week and I could really use a good blow job.”
Cody looked at me and said.
“You heard the man fag get to work on his dick bitch.”
I looked at Cody and said that I prefer not to when I got a slap across the face by Josh and was told now that I have signed the contract, I don’t have a choice, I must obey by law. So, I then went down under the dining room table and Adam already had his dick hanging out. For me to get on it.
I started to suck on Adams dick under the table as they all sat around talking about me and what to rename me. As I sucked on Adams dick I looked around under the table and seen everyone’s crotch and thought to myself that I was going to be busy tonight. Adam started to get hard and I could tell that he was hung just like Cody. Must have been 10 inches long and thick also. Must run in the family.
Adam didn’t force me down like Josh did and the others, he just sat there and enjoyed his blow job. Adam finally was about to cum when I felt his hands go under the table and hold my head still as he shot cum in my mouth and hit the back of my throat. His cum tasted very bitter and I couldn’t handle the amount of cum, so it came out of my mouth and hit the floor.
When he was done, he pulled out and stood up and pulled his paints up and looked down at me and said.
“You better lick all that cum up off the floor faggot. You better not waste a single drop of my nectar bitch.”
I then put my face to the floor and started to lick up the cum off the floor and eat it. Everyone else just watched me and laughed as I had my face on the floor licking up cum and eating it. Then Josh looked at me and told me my new name he said.
“Well fag we talked about it and we got the new name you will go by and answer to. Your new name is Slut. Everyone will call you by that name from now on and you will only answer to that name. Got it Slut?”
I looked up and said yes, and with that Josh slapped me across the face hard and said.
“From now on you say yes master, you only call me master and you only call Damien, Cody, and Mike master also. I don’t want to hear any of our actual names come out of that cock sucker of your again. Understand Slut?”
I looked up at Josh and said.
“Yes, Master I understand Master.”
Josh had a big smile on his face and told me that I was a good faggot. After Adam was finished, he got his stuff together and told everyone bye and left. Damien then came over to me and looked down at me and said.
“Finally fag it’s my turn to get that blow job. Get between my legs and suck that dick.”
I then moved my way over to my 16-year-old brother that has already pulled his dick out for me to suck, and I put my mouth around his dick and started to suck. The thing is he was about 7 inches hard and was around the same size as I was, but he was still growing, and I knew when he was 18 years old like me, he would have a monster dick like my brother.
I wondered why I was the only male in our family with a smaller dick. I still gagged on him and chocked I was still not use to sucking dick yet. It’s only been 3 days but then again it was the fifth guys dick I had in my mouth to this point. It didn’t take Damien long when he then started to cum down my throat. He started to moan and smile. He didn’t call me any names or say anything to me. He just moaned as he shot cum down my throat. After he was finished, he looked down at me and said.
“Damn fag you must be getting better at that because you suck dick better than my girlfriend.”
Now the funny thing is what should had made me feel low was the fact I just sucked off another one of my brothers or the fact that my family is calling me a fag, but no the thing that bothered me was that my 16 year old brother was already getting his dick sucked by his girlfriend and here I was 18 years old and has never been in a relationship and I don’t know what it feels like to get sucked off myself. Up until this weekend, I have never been naked in front of anyone.
Then Cody and Mike decided that it was their turn to get my mouth around their dicks. I sucked them both off and they both moaned and called me names and they both made me eat their cum again. After they was finished everyone went to bed and I slept on the couch.
The next morning Me Josh and Damien got in the car and Josh drove. We drove to an adult store and told Damien he had to wait in the car. Once we stepped in some guy asked for our ids and seen I just turned 18 and congratulated me and told me happy birthday.
Josh and I was looking at the BDSM area and looking at collars. The same guy that asked for our ID’s came over and asked up if there was anything, he could help us find and Josh said.
“Yeah I’m looking to buy my slave here a collar that I can lock on him. Do you have anything like that?”
The guy replied.
“We sure do it all depends on what kind you want. We have leather collars that you can put a pad lock on them to a metal ring collar, it locks in place with a small tool inside it and depends on how much of a level you want to keep him locked in there. Some people like to be locked in collars and they get the metal one like this and squirt super glue in the locking device and locks it on his neck for good. It would take a lot of power tools to get it off. Your slave would not be able to remove it.”
Josh smiled and bought the metal ring collar. The collar had a metal hoop to connect a leash to and a place to have an engravement put on it. We then got back into the car and Josh showed Damien the collar and he laughed and said we have one last stop before going home.
We then stopped at this engraving store where they engrave jewelry and other things. Josh grabbed the collar and told Damien to get in the back seat of the car with me. I was told I had to sit in the back now that I’m a slave. And said.
“Damien get in the back with slut while I go have his collar engraved, and slut you suck on Damien’s dick while I’m in there.”
Damien smiled and got right out and jumped in the back with me and said.
“Get to sucking faggot”
I didn’t have to take his shorts down with my mouth this time because he whipped it out and put his hand on the back of my head and shoved me into his crotch. I sucked him and started to gag once again. Damien rolled down the window to feel the breeze and put his hands on the back of his head and stretched out laying his head back and said.
“There is nothing better than relaxing while a fag sucks my dick. Keep that up and I will cum down your throat in no time Slut.”
It didn’t take long, and Damien put his hands on the back of my head and pushed down as hard as he could to shove his dick down my sore throat and came down my throat. Just as he finished Josh came out and Damien jumped up front again and we drove home.
Once we got home Josh told my dad and mom that he wanted to know if the family could get together for a meeting. They of course loved family meetings so it was a fast yes. My parents are very laid-back go with the flow kind of people. They are very open minded and never judge anyone. My other two brothers and my sister came, and we all sat down in the living room and Josh stood up and started to talk.
“hey fam I know everyone knows it was just Carters 18th birthday. Well he came out to me and told me he was gay and wanted to know if he could be mine and Damien’s slave. Last night we got a contract printed off and we all singed it and had the document legally binding.”
At that moment Josh pulled out the contract and handed it to my parents. They read it and passed it on for the rest of my family to read. After they all read it my dad then said.
“You know Josh I don’t mind, if that’s what you kids want that’s fine. I’m happy for you. Me and your mom want you to feel free to be who you are, and you can make any rules you like for your new slave and enforce the rules here at the house. The only thing I ask is that the chores around the house still get done.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that dad the slave will do all the chores every day to keep the house spotless.”
My dad said they was ok with that and that we should feel free to do as we like. Then Josh told the family my new name and my role in this life now. I just sat there being quiet. Then Josh got the collar and put it around my neck and locked it in place and then he went to the other room and came back with super glue and locked it around my neck for good. He did this in front of all my family as they watched me be collared and locked in it.
My dad came over to me and looked at the collar and read the engraving and said.
“Josh, I take it you named him Slut?”
Josh laughed and said.
“Yeah we did, and Damien and I would like it if everyone called our slave by that name for now on.”
My oldest Brother Kurt said.
“Hell, yeah we will. So, Slut, you suck any dick yet?”
Damien jumped in and said.
“Yeah he did he sucked Josh four times now he also sucked me twice and then sucked his best friends Mike and Cody once each and gave them both hand jobs at the water park and swallowed they’re cum after jerking them off and that was just this weekend.”
Kurt looked at me and said.
“Damn Slut you have been busy. You need to suck me off also I think.”
Kurt is the oldest of all the children at 28 years old. He was 5’11” and around 180 pounds. He had some muscles, and a slim figure more like a swimmer build. He had dirty blond hair. Darker than me and my brothers but still blond, and he has dark blue eyes.
My sister was the second born, and then there is my Brother Aaron that is the third born at the age 22. He is 5’8″ and weighs 165 pounds. He has blondish red hair. Him and my sister are the only two that got red hair. And he has the nicest eyes of all of us with sky blue eyes. He is built because he works out, and he is your average straight sport guy type.
Aaron goes to the university in town and lives on campus. He is also the quiet one in the family and don’t talk much but when he doses talk, he makes it meaningful, and Aaron then said.
“Josh why don’t you make Slut get a job and have his checks direct deposited into your account so you can use the money on things you may need for him, maybe even pay you back for that collar and get more things for him, and if you like you can always bring him to my frat house and me and my frat brothers can help you and teach you how to be a better master.”
Josh smiled and told him that was a great idea and had me go online and look for jobs. I have never had to work at a job before, my parents always felt that we didn’t need to worry about jobs and only focus on our schoolwork. The only two of us kids that have jobs right now is my sister and my brother Kurt because they are now out of school.
Josh is taking a couple years off from school to figure out what he wants to go to college for, so my parents didn’t make him get a job yet, my brother Aaron is in school and me and Damien have been in high school. So, I went online and found a couple places to put my application in at. I spent around two hours putting in applications when my cell phone rang, and it was one of the jobs wanting to interview me.
I went later that day, I got all dressed up and looked great except for the collar around my neck that I could not take off even if I wanted to. It was a job at a five-star hotel as a bell hop. I went in and meet with the manager and the interview last for over an hour. We talked about my schooling and then the manager asked me.
“So, Carter what is up with that metal ring around your neck?”
I put my head down in shame and told him all about me being a slave and it was super glued shut and could never come off. I thought at that moment the interview was over and I didn’t get the job but by my surprise he just said.
“Well to each their own, as long as you dress up and show our guests respect and their property with respect, you got the job, you seem like a well-mannered young man and truthfully being a slave is going to work to your advantage because I know you will never give our guest any problems. And will treat them good.”
He explained to me that it was minimum wage with tips, and only 20 hours a week to start. I signed all the paperwork and then filled out the direct deposit form to have my money be sent to Josh’s account.
I left the hotel and got back in the car in the back seat because Josh drove me there and I told him I was hired. Josh was happy and then took me back home. Once we got back inside the house Josh told my dad that I did get the job and then my dad said.
“Good glad to hear that, and now I can give you a advancement and we can go get some supplies to start Slut off right if you want. I will just keep the recites and you pay me back once Slut starts making you money.”
Josh got excited and took our dad up on his offer and then my dad said.
“Damien we will be back, you are in charge of your slave until we get back.”
My dad and Josh left the house and Damien looked at me and told me to start cleaning the house. I must clean every room top to bottom. Damien then told our mom to relax and watch a movie whit him that she did enough, and he wanted to spend time with her.
My mom went in the living room and sat down as I cleaned the house. This did not bother me at all because I also felt that my mom dose way too much and she needs a break and I was happy to clean the house while she rested. My dad and Josh were gone for about four hours until they came back.
By the time they got back to the house I had already cleaned all the dishes, clean the counters, mop the floors, vacuumed the entire house, dusted and made the house look perfect. Not one thing was out of place and now was sitting on the chair in the living room watching television with Damien and my mom. When I heard my dad say.
“Stand up slut and strip naked.”
I stood up and then said in a questioning voice.
“Why do I need to take my clothes off dad? And right here in front of everyone?”
My dad then said.
“Shut up and do as I tell you to, you’re the one that wanted to be a slave, and you don’t have the right to ask question, just do as your told now strip.”
I wanted to cry so much, my dad’s speech had Josh and Damien laughing, and my mom just sat there as if to say you better listen to your father. So, I then took off my shirt. Removed my shoes and socks and pulled down my shorts. Then I put my fingers in the waist band of my underwear and pulled them down and took them off fast and covered my crotch with my hands standing in front of my family naked. My dad then said to me.
“Remove your hands from your crotch slut and put them behind you head.”
I did as I was told and now my dick was there for all to see. This is the first time any of my brothers has seen me naked. My dad and Josh took out something from a bag and took it out of the packaging and wend down between my legs and said.
“Ok Slut this here is called a chastity device. Once we put it on you, you won’t be able to touch your dick again. It’s to keep you from getting to aroused and stops you from being able to cum.”
Now I was scared, I had jerked off at least three times a day. It was one of my favorite things to do. And now with this metal cage around my dick I won’t even be able to touch it at all. The only good thing was after it was on my family didn’t see my dick anymore. Then my dad grabbed around the top part of my balls and pulled them down hard as he connected a metal ring around my balls and shaft at the base right up to my skin on my pubes. It hurt like hell having my dad pulling down on my balls.
I can’t believe I was standing the naked with my hands behind my head as my dad and brother was all in my crotch area fondling me. When I heard my dad tell Josh.
“We better hurry up Josh the fag is starting to get hard with us down here putting this on.”
Oh My God is all I could think. I was getting hard with my dad and brother grabbing at me and putting this chastity on me. I then felt them putting a tube in my piss hole and it started to burn bad. I was told to stand still and shut the fuck up while they finished up.
I finally heard the pad lock click shut and they moved away. I looked down between my crotch only to see a sold metal tub where my dick uses to be and my balls hanging below. Josh then went into the other room and brought out the super glue once again and filled the inside of the small pad lock that was locking it shut.
He kept putting little by little of the super glue in at a time to let it dry and put more in until it covered the inside of the lock and no key could go in and I was permanently locked up. I then asked.
“How am I going to pee if this thing is lock on me for good?”
Josh then said to me.
“Well you see Slut when we were at the adult store me and dad talked a lot to the guy and asked a lot of questions. I picked this one out because it has a stopper attached to it and that’s what that tube inside you dick dose.”
Josh then lifted the chastity up and pointed it to my face to see at the tip there was a bolt that screwed on and off when he took it off I seen a rubber stopper on the inside and then he screwed it back on and said.
“So, to answer your question, when you need to go you need to ask permission and if I give you permission, I will take it off for you to go. That also stops you from Cumming, so you need permission for that also. But I don’t see how you will ever cum because your dick is locked up and can’t be touched again.”
I was then taken to the bathroom by Josh and he pulled out a razor and shaving cream, he told me to get into the bathtub and then started to put the shaving cream all over my crotch. He then started to shave me when I said.
“What the hell are you doing?”
Josh then slapped me across the face and said.
“Don’t you ever give me that tone again Slut, in fact you don’t have the right to ask me anything, but since I feel nice, I will tell you. The guy at the store explained to me some masters shave their slaves body hair off because slaves are not men, and only men have body hair. Now shut the fuck up and let me finish faggot.”
He then shaved me to where there was not once hair on my crotch, he then continued to shave the rest of my body, from my toes to my neck. I did not have one single hair on my body. It was strange looking at my legs and arms with no hair, especially my crotch.
Then my dad came into the bathroom when Jodh had finished shaving my body and said.
“Ok Slut I figure since you are a slave now you don’t need a bedroom. Josh and Damien will figure out where you sleep so I want you to clear out your room and put everything in the garage, cloths and all. Anything on the walls goes down also. I do not want anything left in that room it is to be bare. I am turning the room into a craft room for your mom, she has always talked about wanting one.”
I could put cloths back on so that I can go outside and move all my stuff to the garage. The funny thing is I looked over at my mom and she had a smile on her face and was happy about this. I don’t blame her, but I was so upset because I will not have a space for my own anymore. Once I was all done clearing out my room, we all went out to the garage and I had to put all my cloths in bags. I was told to strip right there in the garage and put those cloths in the bag also. Then Josh handed me a set of cloths that I would never wear in a million years and told me to put them on.
The shorts he gave me was a shiny black rubber shorts and a black shinny rubber shirt. When I put them on, they were skintight. The shorts were very short and just covered my butt. They did not go below the top of my thigh. Once I got the shirt on it was also skintight, and very short sleeves that just covered my shoulders. This outfit left nothing to the imagination of my body and showed the chastity on me in detail outlines.
After I got them on, I was told to put all my cloths in the trunk of the car but before I did that Damien and josh then went through my cloths in the garage and picked out what they liked and would wear. I now knew better to ask any questions, so I just did as I was told. I put every single piece of clothing I owned that was not taken by my brothers into the truck of the car. I had a lot of cloths, so the trunk was full.
We then drove to a clothing donation box and I was told to put all the cloths into the donation box. I then looked at Josh and my dad and said.
“Are you serious? That’s all my cloths. I won’t have anything to wear. I can’t do that sorry, I won’t have anything.”
Josh looked at me in the back seat and said.
“Do you really want me to drag you out of this car and beat the living shit out of you while you donate those cloths in front of everyone faggot? Anyways you have a new set of cloths I picked out for you to wear, what I want you in not these cloths for real men.”
I just then got out of the car and went to the trunk when my dad popped the trunk, I started to grab the cloths and put them into the donation box. I heard Josh say while I was doing that.
“That’s what I thought faggot.”
I also heard my dad tell Josh he was proud of him for taking control like he did and that is how a master should be with his slave, and that putting his foot down like that will keep me in line. I at this point was crying. I didn’t want to donate my cloths. I loved my cloths. Once I was finished, I got back in the car and heard Josh say.
“Aw cheer up Slut, it’s not the end of the world. You still have cloths, just new ones for your new life.”
Once we got back to the house I looked over at my mom and Damien and seen a metal cage they had put together and Damien said.
“We finished putting Sluts cage together. Where do you want to put it?”
My dad said for now to just put it in the laundry room until Josh and Damien can figure out together a permanent place for it. I was then put into the cage and it was pad locked to keep me inside of it. My parents told Jodh and Damien goodnight and went to bed, they followed soon after that.
It was a rough night sleeping in that cage for the first time. My bedroom was always pitch dark, and silent, and I had a comfortable bed to sleep in. But in the laundry room had a light on in the room near the kitchen so if anyone ever woke up, they could see around. I could hear every noise in and around the house from there, and I was sleeping on a metal floor of a cage with no blanket or pillow. Every time I did start to fall asleep, I could hear someone either going to the bathroom that was right next to the laundry room or someone getting something to eat from the kitchen.
Also, I realized I have not got to eat anything all day. And every time I heard the refrigerator door open all I could think about was food. The next morning came along and I was let out of the cage by Josh and sat at the table with my family to eat breakfast.
After breakfast Josh went to the computer to look up ideas and things to do and how to treat a slave, what things would be expected and what a slave’s life should be like. He also researched what masters do and how they train slaves. The guy at the adult store told him to do research to be the best owner he could.
While Josh did that, I cleaned the kitchen, and made sure every room in the house was also clean. I went to everyone’s rooms and made their beds, even my parents’ room. I walked into my old room and seen an empty room and wanted to cry. Once I was done cleaning the house and I see Josh he said.
“Well Slut I learned a lot of things and let me say a lot has to change so get ready for your training, I noticed I am being very easy on you and you have to learn your new life.”
With that Josh came over and slapped me in the face as hard as he could and yelled.
“NOW GET ON ALL FOURS SLAVE, I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU STANDING EVER AGAIN UNLESS YOUR CLEANING, OK FAG GET THE FUCK DOWN NOW BEFORE I BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOU.”
I went to my knees and put my hands on the floor and was on all fours. I then started to cry because this all happened in front of my parents and they didn’t say a word. They just looked at me and watched me obey Josh like this, I then heard my dad say.
“Keep it up Josh, learn your new roll, you’re doing good, this is what slut wanted and asked for so I’m glad that he trusted you to teach him and I’m glad it’s not with a stranger so I know he will be safe with you his brothers.”
My mom smiled and agreed that she was happy that a stranger was not doing this to me, and she feels safer with the family using me. I on the other hand wished I did ask a stranger because I was so humiliated in front of my family and I knew it would only get worse from this point on.