CAUGHT, BOUND AND ENSALVED

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                                                                 SUBGAMBLE

This story is intended for adults of legal age.  If you are not of legal age go elsewhere.  If you are offended by torture and explicit sex find another story.

To whoever suggested the husband being made into a eunuch by the wife’s lover this tale is for you.  However the lover is the wife’s lesbian lover.

Some small part of this tale is true.  It is up to you the reader to decide which part or parts are true.  Otherwise the story is entirely fictitious and all names are fictitious.

Hi my name is Bill.  This is the story of how I became the salve of my wife Beth and her lover Ann.

I am now nearing age 50.  My wife is 7 years younger.  We are both college graduates.  I am tall 6-5 and my weight is   proportional to my height.  My wife is about an inch under 6’ tall.  She has long blond hair and one of those chiseled Nordic faces with high cheekbones.  She has long legs with lithe sculpted thighs and muscular calves that are well defined.  Just looking at her lovely legs is a real turn on for me.

I have always been interested in bondage and being chastised.  I have been married to Beth for a little over 12 years.  About 2 years ago, even though I was married to this lovely well-stacked gal, my need for bondage became unable to resist the need to be bound and helpless.  I had mentioned interest in bondage to my wife several times.  She never showed any interest in the subject. I kept all of the bondage I gear I had obtained before marriage locked in a trunk in the attic of the garage.  I also visited Internet sites dealing the subjects of male bondage, male chastisement sites such as the Eunuch Archives dealing with the subject of nullification.

I need to mention here that I am, was, employed as an auditor for a very large corporation. I could work at home.  I rarely went into the office and could do the work on my own schedule as long as it was completed on time. I was well paid for my efforts.

My wife is a very successful real estate agent.  She specialized in selling property and homes valued at a half million dollars and up, mostly up.

I need to say here that we live in a lavish house, which my wife found at a bargain at a distress sale.  One of the features of this house is that on the lower level it has a room that is completely enclosed with no windows.  The room probably intended to be used as an area for a home gym.  We had a few things stored in it. Otherwise it was empty.  When my wife was out and I got a chance, I used this room for self-bondage.

Today my wife told me that she had a good chance to sell a home valued at several million dollars in a town that was about an hour’s drive away from our town.  She had told me she would be in late.

I   knew that I could finish the work I had planned for this day early in the morning.  I was looking forward to being confined in tight bondage for several hours. I finished my work by a little after 10 in the morning.  I went out to the garage and gathered the bondage gear that would be needed for my session.  I went into the room that I mentally referred to as the bondage room.  I loved to tie myself into a very solid wooden chair that had been left in the house after we moved into it. I began by tying my knees and ankles to the front legs of the chair.  I tied my body to the back of the chair at the waist and chest above my nipples.

I then tied my wrists together behind the chair back and lashed them to one of the wood staves at the back of the chair.  Form my past experiences I knew I could free myself without help.  However it would take me a good half hour of hard work before I could get enough play in the knots to get them untied.

I had been sitting there in my self-imposed bondage for what I assumed to be about a half hour.  Of course the excitement of my bound body turned me on.  My cock had become rock hard.  My erection would not subside until I released myself from bondage.  Bound the way I was, I could not get sexual release.

I thought I heard a noise upstairs in the house.  It was not time for my wife to come home.  Surely the house was not being burglarized.  We lived in a safe area.  Before I could finish my thoughts, the door to the room opened and I saw Beth standing in the doorway.

She said, “Well Bill, I finally caught you playing your games.  Before this goes any farther, I need to take care of you.”

Beth came over and took the ends of the rope dangling from my knots and tied it off on a chair leg.  I now had no way to free myself.  Beth grabbed another length of rope and tied my elbows together.  She pulled them together the loops of rope to the point where my upper arms and elbows ached.  Beth reached down and picked up the penis gag from my pile of bondage gear.  Before I could resist, which would have done no good, Beth stuffed the gag in my mouth and strapped it tightly in place.  I was now effectively silenced.

Beth stood back, surveyed the situation and said, “Bill don’t go anywhere.  I’m going to dress comfortably and fix myself a drink.  When I come back, well have a discussion.  That is I will tell you where we go from here.”

Beth turned out the light and closed the door behind her as she left.  I was left alone in total darkness.  I struggled in my bondage and tried to free myself.  I struggled, twisted and turned as much as my bondage would allow.  It was all to no avail.  I could not so much as loosen on of the loops   of rope that held my limbs and body to the chair.

I sat there helpless in the chair and wondered, “What is Beth thinking?  What does she have in mind? Does she think I’m crazy or what?”

As I was pondering those thoughts, the door opened and the light came on.  It took a moment or two for my eyes to accommodate to the light.  When room came into focus, the sight upon which I laid eyes caused my rock hard cock to become even harder and larger if that was possible.

I had seen and ogled pictures of dominatrixes on the Internet.  What I saw entering the room was a dominatrix stronger, taller and more beautiful and more powerful than any I had ever seen on the Internet.

Beth was standing there in the dim light.  The first thing I noticed was that she was wearing shiny, black, patent knee high boots.  The boots had stiletto heels that were at least 4 inches high, if not higher.  The boots accentuated Beth’s perfectly rounded, muscular calves.  My eyes traveled up Beth’s body and observed she was wearing form-fitting shorts that showed almost all of her entire perfectly formed lithe thighs.  A shiny black leather bra covered her breasts.  Beth’s breasts formed an acute, sharply pointed angle.  I could see Beth’s nipples rising small bumps in the leather bra.  Beth had on long, black, leather gloves that came to the mid point of her upper arms.

Before I   could pull my eyeballs back in my head, I heard Beth saying, “Bill I have known about your interest in bondage for a long time.  I figured that you would use this room for your self-bondage sessions.  I rigged several of those tiny cameras in this room.  You never noticed them.  I have been watching you put yourself in bondage for over a year.  I found all of your bondage gear.  I know what you have.  I have also found out the sites you visited on the Internet everything you down loaded from them.  You see I had those cameras wired to my computer and I could watch what you did on my cell phone.  I also had everything you did recorded on my computer and saved it to DVD discs.”

“Bill I have an ultimatum for you.  I want to be sure you’re really into bondage, domination and being chastised.  I’m going to give you a month to make a decision.  I want you to decide if you want to become my full time slave or if you do not.  If you decide you want to be my slave, I will do my best to see that your slavery is reality.  I will do my best to bind, torture, chastise you and break you to my will.  If you decide you do not want to be my totally abject slave, you will get rid of all of your bondage equipment and never again participate in any kind of bondage, read about it or chat about it on the Internet.  I’m going to release you now.  You are not to do anything with bondage for the next month.  If you do any self-bondage, read about it or check into bondage sites of any kind on the Internet, I will find out about it.  I will then divorce you.  I am now   going to release you and we will continue as if none of this has happened.”

Beth untied me to the point where I could finish untying the rest of my   bonds.  By the time I had finished untying myself, Beth had been upstairs for quite awhile.

I put up the bondage gear, dressed and went upstairs.  I needed a drink.  I found Beth in the den and asked her if she wanted a drink.  She told me that she would love one.  I fixed us each a drink and sat in a chair beside Beth.

I said, “When did you get interested in bondage?”

She replied, “I saw that you seem to be really into it.  I decided if it turned you on so much I had better figure out what it was.  Now I’m comfortable with the idea of having my very own slave to bind and torture as I wish.  Now we will no longer discuss this subject until you give me your decision at the end of a month...”

I cannot tell you how long the next 30 days seemed to last.  I was not very productive at getting my   work finished during the next 4 weeks.  I did manage to get all of my monthly reports and tables submitted on time.  Several times I had to work until very late at night to get everything finished on time.

Finally the end of the month arrived.  I awoke to find Beth dressed in her dominatrix clothes.  Beth slave, “Get down to your bondage room and be quick about it.”

Beth had me follow her down to where she had found me in bondage.  I had always secretly referred to it as the bondage room.  I followed Beth into the room.  She ordered me to sit in the chair.  Beth expertly tied me to the chair in a way that I could not move a muscle.  I said to her, “Do you have to tie me so tightly?”

She replied, “What is your decision slave?  Do you want me to completely enslave you as my complete slave, servant and whatever other uses I may have for you?”

As I ogled the beautiful dominatrix in front of me, I thought, “How can I resist becoming the slave of this beautiful dominatrix.”  Of course there was no way I could have said, “No!” to her even if I wished to do it. 

I heard myself saying, “Yes Beth! I want you to make me into your slave and do whatever you wish with me.”

Beth replied, “Good!  I’m going to gag you.  I won’t need to blindfold you since there won’t be even the slightest shaft of light entering this room.”

Beth picked up a ball gag and tried to insert it into my mouth.  I resisted by clamping my teeth shut.  Beth simply pinched my nostrils together.  As soon as I had to open my mouth in order to breathe, Beth crammed the ball tightly into my mouth and strapped it tightly in place.  Beth then said, “Slave, I have some things to do.  I’m going to leave you there for quite awhile.  I want you to discover what is really like to be helplessly bound and unable to escape.  I don’t think you’ve ever been kept bound much longer than you would like.”

Beth turned out the light and left the room.  I was left there with my thoughts of, “How long am I going to be left here?  Where did Beth learn to tie me so securely?  What is she going to do with me?”  I wondered. “Should I have so readily agreed to become Beth’s slave?”

As I sat there in my bondage, the ropes and the chair began to punish my   body.  I began to really hurt.  I struggled in my bonds and stretched every which way I could.  I could not find one knot to loosen.  I could not even gain any slack in one of the loops of rope that bound my body to the chair.  The longer I sat there the more I hurt.  The ebon darkness stretched on without end.

Finally the door opened.  Beth said, “Bill you’ve been there for about 4 hours.  I just came to check on you. If you’re lucky you’ve been there about half the time I intend to keep you there.  Goodbye!  Enjoy your helpless situation.”

The door closed and I was again left alone in the stygian darkness.  I thought, “Eight hours.  I had never even been bound as long as the four hours that I have already been here.  How can I stand another four hours?”

I found out that being unable to move for a very long time causes one to be in real pain.  I yelled, moaned and groaned into my gag.  It did little to relieve the pain.  I suppose the little noises that escaped from my gag could be heard all of two feet from my chair.  I didn’t think I could be in any more pain than I already was.  After a time my body became one entire mass of pain.  I was now emitting a constant moan into my gag.  Finally I just gave in and let my chin rest on my chest.  I had given into total submission to my bound position.  As I went deeper into the submissive state a strange thing happened.  I began to get turned on and my cock became rock hard.   Of course, bound the way I was, I could get no sexual relief. I was now undergoing two types of torture.  The first was the pain of my body.  The second was my extreme desire to have my penis spurt its load of cum.

Just as I was contemplating how to get my cock to cum, the door opened.  When my eyes could accommodate to the light, I saw Beth standing there dressed her black uniform of the dominatrix.  She said, “Bill you have been there a little over 8 hours.  I hate to release you from your bondage.  However, for the first time, I think this is long enough.”

Just then Beth happened to see my erect, rock hard cock.  She looked at it and said, “Bill I have my answer.  Long hard bondage really turns you on.  I won’t have any trouble enslaving to the point where you will obey my every command without question.  Now I need to get you fixed in something a little more comfortable.”

Beth rummaged around in my box of bondage gear.  She produced a collar that had wrists and ankle cuffs connected to it by lengths of chain.  Beth locked the collar on my neck.  As she released each of my limbs, on at a time to be sure there was no chance for me to escape, she locked the freed limb in the appropriate cuff.  When I was completely free of the chair, I had my neck locked in a collar that was connected to cuffs locked on my wrists and ankles.  Beth removed my gag.

I heard Beth saying, “Bill go and use the bathroom, get yourself something to eat and drink if you wish. When you’re finished, return here.”

I made my way to the bathroom and took care of the necessities.  I made my way to the kitchen and fixed myself a very large snack.  I returned to where Beth was waiting in the bondage room.

As I entered the room, Beth handed me a bucket and said, “If you need to go during the night, use the bucket.”  Beth turned out the light and closed the door.  I heard the door lock click.  Beth me secured in chains and locked in the bondage room.  Apparently I was to be there for the night.  All I could do was curl up on the floor and get as comfortable as I could.  Soon I was in slumber land.  I was awakened by the sound of the opening door.

Beth said, “You need to work today.  I also have prepared a list of things for you to order.  Most of them can be ordered on the net.  I’ve given you the phone numbers of the few things that cannot be ordered on the Internet.  I expect you to have the entire list ordered before I get home.  I can keep you from masturbating.  I would hope that you wouldn’t masturbate.  In time I will solve that problem for you.  If you get finished with my orders and your work, I want you to go down to the cellar.  We have never put anything down there.  We haven’t needed the room until now.  I fully intend to make our cellar into a complete dungeon.  I know a contractor that will build what I design without question as long as pay her enough.  I want you to completely clean the cellar of all dust. If you don’t get it all done today, I’ll expect you to finish it tomorrow.”

I made my way up to the kitchen.  As Beth went off to try to sell an unsuspecting couple an exorbitantly priced house, I fixed myself a small breakfast.  After I cleaned up and placed the used dishes in the dishwasher, I went it at sat at my computer desk.  I found Beth had placed the list of items I was to order on the desk beside the keyboard.  I looked over the list.  There were quite a few things on the list.  Most of them dealt with bondage or torture.  I recognize the use of a lot of the stuff Beth wished me to order.  I got busy and began at the top of the list, ordering each item from the location listed on Beth’s list.  Some of the items turned me on as I ordered them, especially the small cage and the pillory.  There were a great many items that I did of which I did not know the use.  It took well over 2 hours to order everything Beth had written on her list.  After I had ordered all of the Items on Beth’s list, I busied my self with the corporation’s work.  By 3 in the afternoon, I had finished the accounts on which I was working and faxed them to the office.  I began on the basement.  The basement was about half finished when I heard Beth enter the house.  Soon she came down to where I was washing down the walls and said, “Bill, finish up what you are doing and come up stairs.”

I cleaned up the last of the area, which I was washing.  Then I went upstairs.  Beth said, if you have to use the bathroom do it.  You won’t be able to use it for awhile.”

I did as Beth demanded.  I returned to the bondage room.  I had assumed that was Beth wanted me.   I was not wrong..

Beth said, “Bill I’m going to remove your chains.  Bill, spread your ankles wide.”  Beth fastened a spreader bar on my ankles keeping them far apart.  Beth locked my wrists in a pair of handcuffs.  She attached a chain to the links connecting the handcuffs.  Beth stood on a stool and ran the chain connected to my handcuffs over a hook in the ceiling.  Beth locked the chain to my handcuffs forcing my wrists to be pulled up high over my head.  Beth said, “I  don’t  know how secure that ceiling hook is.  You might be able to pull it  loose.  Stand there and wait for me to finish this little job.  Then I’ll properly fix you in place for the evening.  If that hook comes out of the ceiling, you’ll pay dearly for it.”

Beth picked up a blindfold and secured it over my eyes.  I could now see nothing.  I felt a gag being pushed in my mouth.  Before I could expel it, Beth had strapped it tightly in place.  Shortly I felt Beth feeling around my waist and genital area.  I felt Beth working around my waist and genital area for quite a long time.  I heard her say, “There I’m finished with that little chore.  I can fix you for the evening. I felt my wrist   come down from above my head.  Beth ran a rope over the back of my neck and brought it through my armpits.  She made several loops, in like fashion and tied the rope at the back of my neck.  Beth had me place  my wrists behind my back with my arms parallel to the floor.  Beth cinched the ropes and knotted the rope.  Then Beth took the left over ends of the rope and pulled my wrists high up on my back.  Beth pulled my arms up into hammer locks until the pressure really hurt my shoulders and upper arms.  Then Beth tied the rope connecting to my wrists to the back of my neck.  This pinned my arms in place.  There was no way I could release any  of the pressure on my upper arms and shoulders.

I heard Beth Saying, “Lie on the floor.”  I did as she demanded.

Beth bound my ankles tightly together and cinched the ropes.  Then I felt her run a rope between  my ankles.  Beth ran this rope around my tied wrists  and pulled my legs back until I felt my heels digging into my ass cheeks.  Then Beth continued pulling the ends of the rope up around the rope at the back of my neck.  Beth tied this rope making sure to  pull everything even tighter.  I was now securely hogtied.  I didn’t think I would  be getting out of those ropes until Beth untied them.  Beth said, “Since I already have you blindfolded and gagged, you can remain that way.”

All I   could to was lie there on the floor and feel the tight bondage to cause my knees, back, arms, and elbows  to ache.  I struggled in my bonds.  I could not get any slack. All knots were out of reach.  I was struggling and writhing on the floor to the full extent that my bondage would allow.  I had no success in relieving one of the aches to which the bondage was subjecting my body.

Finally I heard the door open.  I felt my blindfold being removed.  Then Beth unstrapped the gag from my mouth. She began untying the ropes that had so painfully constricted my body into the tight hogtie.  As each limb came free I emitted a moan or a groan.  Beth remarked,  “Oh ho!  You’re finding out what it is like to have to endure real bondage.  This is only a small sample of what you’re going to receive once our dungeons are finished.  When the package, you ordered for me, begin to arrive, put them in the bondage room.  Do not open them.”

Beth locked my neck wrists and ankles in the collar, cuffs and chains that had adorned my body all day.  I was told I could fix my dinner, use  the bathroom and then I would be locked in the bondage room for the night.  The next several weeks followed the same pattern..  I   would be locked in collar, cuffs and  chains during the day.  Each day, when Beth came home, I was secured in tight bondage.  As the packages were delivered I placed them in the bondage room as ordered by Beth.  After a little over 2 weeks, Beth told me as soon as one additional item arrived, she would have her contractor make the bondage room into the small dungeon. 

About 3 days after Beth made her announcement she said, “Bill the last item of my first group of shipments has arrived.  Patty will be coming tomorrow to look at the bondage room and see how it can best be made into a neat dungeon.  I will take the day off from work to consult with Patty.  Then the next day Patty and her crew will begin in earnest to turn your bondage room into a small, real life dungeon.”

The next morning Beth let me out of the bondage room, while I was locked in chains.  Beth told me to take care of my duties for the corporation in the morning.  Beth explained that she would have a use for me later in the day.

By noon I was finished with my work for the day.  I had heard someone come in the house.  About one o’clock Beth came into the room.  She said, “Bill I’m ready for you.  I’m going to gag and blindfold you.”  She did that.

Beth unlocked my wrists and secured them behind my back.  She removed the rest of my cuffs and chains.  Beth told me, “Follow me down to the bondage room.”  Beth held my arm as she guided me into the bondage room.  Beth spread my ankles far apart and secured them to something in the floor with ankle cuffs and chains.  My wrists were unlocked and fastened in front of my body.  I heard a click and my arms were pulled into the air above my head until I was standing on tiptoe.

I felt Beth doing something to my cock.  Beth’s fingers on my cock caused it to become rock hard.  I heard a strange voice say, “Beth you’ll never get that hard cock into the tube.”

I heard Beth reply, “Patty, I anticipated this happening.  I’m prepared for it.”

I felt something cold on my cock.  As the coldness began to seep into my cock and cause it to become limp, I heard Beth say, “See Patty all it needed was a little ice to make it behave.”

I felt my cock slip into some kind of tube.  I hear some metal clinking together and then felt a belt being tightly secured around my waist, just above my hips.  There were some more metallic clicks.  I felt my cock and balls being compressed in something that felt like a jock strap.  Only this device felt harder and less yielding than any jock strap that I had ever used.  Finally there were 2 more clicks.  I heard the voice Beth had called Patty say, “So that it is what it looks like.”

Beth answered, “Yes that is it.  I now have him at my  complete mercy.  He will not be able to do anything unless I allow him to do it.  You can bet it is going to be a long time before I will allow anything to happen.  Of course the more he begs, the longer he will remain that way.”

Patty replied. “It sure  looks secure.  I bet he can’t do anything as long as it is in place.  If I ever get  married my husband is going to be in one of those.  I adore it.”

Everything had happened so fast that I hadn’t had time to realize that there was another woman present in the room, who had seen me, nude.  As I realized this my face began to turn from white to pink to a purple reddish color.  I could tell this by feeling the heat of the blood rising to the skin of my facial area.

I felt Beth removing my gag and then my blindfold.  When my eyes accommodated I saw a women a little younger than Beth standing in front of me.  The first thing I noticed was the beauty of her legs.  They were muscular and fully developed.  I could see her calves and it looked as if she would have been on tiptoes her calve muscles would have rounded themselves into the rock hard calf muscles on which I love to lay eyes.  This caused my cock to want to get hard.  As I felt my cock begin to engorge with blood I felt great pain there.  My cock could not get hard.  I heard Beth saying, “Say hello to Patty.  She and her crew are going to make this room into a real dungeon.  If I am not here you are to follow any order she gives you as if she were I.  Yes you will be nude in your usual collar, cuffs and chains.  I won’t have to worry about you being able to do anything.  You’ll be locked in that chastity belt I had custom made for you.  You will be in chains and any of Patty’s female workers will be able to see you.  Likewise if they give you an order you will obey it just as if it came from me.  Patty may want to put you in the devices she will build and put in place for me.  You are to allow her to do as she or any of her crew do as they wish with you.  My only directive is that they are not to cause you and permanent damage.”

Beth told me to go back up to the computer room and remain there until she came for me.  In a little while Beth came into the room.  She said, “I hope you took every opportunity to masturbate while your cock was free.  It is going to be a long time before you obtain sexual release of any kind.  Right now I do not even have the key to your belt in the house.  The company had an option where I could leave the key with them.  I can send them an e-mail with the correct password.  Then they will send me the keys to your belt.”

“I meant what I said about Patty and her crew.  You are to obey any order any one of them gives you just as if it came from me.  I’m sure they will want you to try out things that they will install to see if they work correctly and fit you.  Of course some of them will never have seen a male in bondage.  I’m sure they will want to experiment with things and take liberties.  Your cock will be locked up an unable to do anything.  It will be safe.  Otherwise you will be at their mercy.  You have told me you love being dominated by women.  Now you will get that chance.”

“Patty had told me that it will take about a week maybe a day or two longer to get your bondage room made into a true dungeon.  As you saw or didn’t see today she already has rings in the floor to which your ankles can be secured and hoist  mounted to the ceiling that can be used to raise your body or any part of it as far off of the floor as I wish.  Now you can remain here until patty is finished.  I will then give you your daily dose of bondage.”

After a time Beth summoned me down to the bondage room.  She removed my collar, cuffs and chains.  Beth got out a device which I had never seen and could not figure out how it was used.  Beth had me sit on the floor.  The device had a collar at one end with bars extending down in front of it.  Mid way down the length of the bars, there were 2 half round circles.  Beth unfolded the bars and secured the collar around my neck.  She ordered me to place my writs in the 2 half circles.  Beth fitted metal u sections over my ankles.  The half circles closed on a solid bar.  Beth threaded a bar through the u sections holding my ankles in place.  Beth locked the bar at the bottom of the bars in place.  I was now in a sitting position.  My wrists were secured in front of my chest and my knees were bent.  Will I Was pondering my situation, Beth strapped a gag in my mouth.

Beth said, “You’re locked in what is known as a Scavengers Daughter.  I found on the site of a state for dominant own.  It's at the OWK in the Czech Republic in their shop.  It is a form of cravat and it will keep you locked in that position.  I think it is a very good training device.  Unless you can escape which you can’t, you there until I get ready for bed.”

I was left in total darkness.  When I felt as if I couldn’t stand my cramped position any longer, Beth came in and replaced the cravat with my usual uniform of collar, cuffs and chains.  I was allowed to take care of the necessities and eat.  Then I was locked in the bondage room for the night.

The next day, a little before noon, Patty came in to the computer room.  She told me, “Bill we need you in the dungeon.  Follow me!”

I followed Patty down to the bondage room which was soon to be a dungeon.  Patty ushered me into the room.  There were several women there.  They pointed at my locked up genitals and giggled.  Patty unlocked my wrist cuffs and secured my writs behind my back in heavy iron shackles.  Patty removed the remainder of my cuffs and chains.  Then she told me to sit on the floor.  Patty locked my ankles in heavy iron shackles.  Behind me there was a box like affair.  Patty gagged me, opened a door to the box and told me to scoot into the box.  I maneuvered my body into the box as best I could.  I found that I had to sit in the box bent over with my chin on my knees.  The box was so narrow that it touched the sides of my body.  I had to sit in my bent over cramped position.  Patty closed the door and I heard the lock click.  I was now locked in the box in a position that allowed my body almost no movement.  I wondered, “How long am I going to be  left in this cramped position.”  The only light that penetrated the box came from 2 small holes in each of the side.  I could not turn my head enough to see through any of the holes.

I don’t know how long I had been left there.  I was begging to ache and get cramps from my confined position.  Patty opened the door.  She said, “Slave crawl out of that box..”

As soon as I was out of the box, Patty unlocked the shackles from my ankles and told me to follow her.  Patty led me over to  what I recognized as a pillory.  Patty told me to spread my legs.  She placed each of my ankles in position,  Patty locked my ankles in wooden stocks.  Patty then released my wrists,  she had me bend over and place my neck and wrists in the pillory.  I could not resist as my ankles were already locked in place.  Patty closed the upper board of he pillory and locked it in place.  I was now held in place with my ankles locked in wooden circles and my upper body was forced to remain parallel to the floor by the pillory.  This left my ass sticking out in place and vulnerable.

One of the ladies said, “Patty I have never seen a dildo used on a male.”

Patty replied, “There are several in that box over there.  Get one of them and we’ll have a demonstration of how it works.”

I heard footsteps cross the room and return.  I heard Patty say, “Marla I see you got the medium sized one.  That’s good.  We’ll begin with it.  Watch this.”

There was just enough space between the pillory and the wall for a person to walk in front of my secured head.  Patty thrust the black dildo toward my mouth and said, “Slave, eat cock!  The wetter you get this cock, the more easily it will slide into your asshole.”

I opened my mouth and Patty rammed the black dildo into it.  She pushed it back into my throat until I gagged.  She said, I love nothing more than to see a male slave eat hard cock.  Eat this cock and like it slave.”

When Patty was satisfied that the dildo was a wet as I could get it she walked around behind me.  I felt Patty probe at the edges of my sphincter with the head of the dildo.  Patty gave a shove and it felt like my asshole was being split open.  Patty gave the dildo another shove.  This time I let out a loud yelp.  I heard Patty say, “It looks like his crap hole is tightly stuffed.  Girls that’s what a male looks like with a dildo stuffed up his ass.  Since it is his first time, all we can do is leave it there.  Once he gets used to it, we can use a strap on and fuck him with it.  Tomorrow I’ll show you something else we can do to him with dildos. Now I’m going to blindfold him.”

Patty blindfolded me.  I heard her saying, “Girls it is open season on his ass.  Over in the corner there is a box with all kinds of whips and straps in it.  There is another box with canes in it.  The five of  you can whip him as hard as you wish with the implement of your choice.  If you choose a strap or a whip you may give him 20 strokes with it.  If you choose a cane you may only give him a dozen with it.  You may hit him as hard as you wish.  The only restricts are that you must hit him on his ass cheeks or the backs of his thighs.  Ladies get back to work and take your frustrations out on his ass, as you wish, one at a time.  The reason he is blindfolded is that he does not need to know which one of you is working him over.  That way he won’t be able to hold a grudge against you.”

I was left alone for what seemed like a very long time.  All of a sudden I felt as if my ass had been branded.  Fire shot through both of my ass cheeks as I heard the resounding crack of whatever implement I had been hit.  I heard a voice say, “I’ll bet you’re glad I chose the cane.  That way you’ll only get 12.  Wow that sure left a nice purple mark on your ass.  Oh Patty has told us there is one more rule Beth left for your punishment.  You’re not gagged.  If you ever yell out or beg for mercy, we get to give you an additional 5 strokes with whatever implement we are using on her.”

Another fiery bran burned across the top of one of my thighs.  All of the breath left my body in a loud whoosh.  Before I could recover, another blow landed in the exact same point.  I couldn’t stop myself I yelled out, “Please stop!  I can’t take anymore of this.”

“The voice from the person behind me said, “Goody, I’m glad you did that.  Now I get to give you 17.  I have never had the chance to cane a male.  I didn’t know whether I would like it or not.  I love it.  Of course you can yell and beg all you wish.  It won’t make any difference.  You’ll get the entire 17.  I wish it could be more.  Beth has given us our orders.   You will only get 17 strokes.”

It felt as if my ass and thighs were on fire.  I was screaming at the top of my lungs when the session ended.  I thought, “How can I take four more sessions of punishment like this one.  I won’t be able to stand it.  Why did I ever agree to become Beth’s slave?”

I struggled to see if I cold find any means of escape.  I was firmly locked in wood at my ankles, wrists and neck.  I could do nothing but await the punishment that was going to happen to me.  About every half hour or so one of the girls would come over and cane or whip me.  Each one of them got to use the additional 5 strokes.  I could not keep from begging each one of them for mercy.  Of course I received nothing but even harsher punishment from them.  One lady delighted in seeing if she could drive the dildo plug farther up into my ass hole.  Every one of her strokes with the cane landed directly on it.  After the 5^th woman had finished caning me, I felt completely exhausted with my ass and thighs feeling as if red hot pokers had been used on them.  All I could do was slump in the pillory.  I had to stand tall enough that I didn’t get chocked by the hard wood circling my neck...

Finally I heard Beth say, “Wow it looks like they really worked you over.  I don’t think there is a spot on your ass cheeks or thighs that isn’t striped red or purple.  I’m going to lock you in your chains, collar and cuffs.  You can fix yourself something to eat, use the bathroom and return here.  I’ll fix you for the night.”

I was collared and chained.  I did as Beth ordered.  I returned to the bondage room that was now halfway to becoming a dungeon.  Beth quickly shackled my wrists behind my back.  She tightly gagged me.  Beth ushered me over to a cell that could have been more n 15 inches square.  Beth opened the cell door and ushered me into it.  She told me to face the wall.  I felt my arms tied tightly together at my elbows.  Shackles were placed on my ankles.  The cell door closed and I heard it lock.  Beth said, “You can spend the night in that cell.  You’ll find out that it is so confining you must stand in it.  Good night.  Try to get some sleep.”

I was left in total darkness.  I found that I could not do anything but remain mostly upright in the cell.  I tried to get comfortable.  There was little I could do to relieve my painful condition.  I could lean against the solid iron bars of my cage like cell a little.  After a short time the bars would dig into my flesh and become painful.  I tried everything.  All I could do was stand there and hurt.  After what seemed like a very long time, I gave into my bound and caged condition.  I slumped against the iron bars in the least painful stance that I had found and my chin rested on my chest.  I was too exhausted to do more than slump in that position with my body held in place by the iron bars.  I must have slept a little.  If I didn’t sleep, I had drifted off into that place where one is in fantasy land and unaware of his surroundings.

I was brought back to the present by the sound of the door opening.  Beth said, “I hope you had a good nights sleep.  If I know Patty she has a rough day planned for you.  I’m going to lock you in your collar and cuff costume.  You need to be finished with your daily work by 10.  Patty is going to begin doing whatever it is she has in mind for you by then.  I’ve gotten you up several hours earlier than usual.  I want to be sure you get your work finished for the corporation.”

Beth unlocked the cell door.  I stumbled out of the cage.  I was barely able to stand.  I docilely stood there.  Even if Beth would have given me a chance to escape, which she didn’t, I would have been too exhausted to resist her.  I did as Beth had ordered.  Shortly after 10, Patty came in and told me to follow her down to the dungeon.  I had no choice but to do as Patty directed.

When we reached the dungeon, all 5 of Patty’s employees were gathered there.  They quickly helped Patty lock me in the stocks in a standing position as I had been yesterday.  I heard Patty say, “Girls, I’m going to show you another use for dildos.  First I’m going to plug his mouth with this inflatable dildo.  I want to be sure his mouth completely sealed.  There are 2 reasons for that...  The first reason is that he definitely is not going to like what we’re going to do to him.  I don’t want to listen to him protest, beg and complain.  The second reason is that I don’t want him to be able to expel anything from his mouth.  You’ll see the reason for that in a little while.”

Patty came around and tried to force the dildo into my mouth.  I resisted by keeping my teeth clamped shut.  I saw Patty nod.  I heard a crack and my ass felt like it had been branded.  I opened my mouth to yell.  As soon as my mouth opened patty forced the dildo into my mouth strapped it in place.  Patty fastened a squeeze bulb to the dildo and pump it up until it completely filled my mouth.  I thought my jaws were going to break before Patty stopped, closed the valve and removed it.  She stood back and said, “There now his mouth is sealed.”

“I’m going to get a combination dildo and butt plug.  This one is going to be larger than the one we used yesterday.  We want to be sure his asshole is completely plugged and sealed.  You’ll notice that this is also and inflatable dildo like the one I placed in his mouth, only larger.”

Bill gave a grunt as the large dildo began to enter his asshole.  He emitted an even louder groan as the large bump at the bottom of the dildo passed hi sphincter.  It was now impossible for Bill to expel the dildo from his bung hole.  Bill felt the dildo begin to expand as Patty pumped it up.  Just as Bill thought that his asshole was going to be ripped open, Patty stopped and removed the pump.  Bill heard Patty say, “Ladies there is a bucket over there.  I want each of you to drink a lot of water and urinate in the bucket.  I will do the same.”

Bill heard several of the women asked Patty, why should we do that.  Patty replied, “All in good time.  You’ll see it the reason for it later. Now let’s get back to work.”

Bill stood there locked in the stocks and wondered what the girls were going to do with him.  Periodically he heard a splash as one of the women was apparently urinating in the bucket...  This went on for quite awhile.  After a few hours Bill heard patty say, “I think we have enough in the bucket to continue Bills program.  Get those 2 enema bags over there on the bench and bring them here.  I’m going to fill one of them with a hot soapy solution that will have a mild emetic in it.  The emetic will cause his intestines to cramp.  When the dildo stuffed in his ass will not allow him to expel the enema his intestines will become quite painful.  These are 2 quart enema bags.  He will be quite full when they are both drained into his body.  I’ll fill this bag with enema and be back in a few minutes.”

All Bill could do was wait to receive his enema.  Patty returned and said, “Ladies this bag is filled with 2 quarts of hot soapy enema spiked with an emetic.  “I’ll hang it up and attach it to the dildo in his rear end.”

Patty hanged the enema back on a hook in the ceiling.  She screwed the end of the hose into the dildo in Bill’s posterior.  Then Patty said, “Girls we’re ready for the second enema bag.  Get the buck of piss and the funnel.  We’re going to fill the second bag with our urine.”

Quickly the bag was filled to its 2 quart capacity with the urine of the women.  Patty hung the second bottle to another hook in the ceiling and fastened the end of the hose to the dildo stuck in Bill’s mouth.

Patty said, “I’ll give him the enema first.”  She reached up and released the clip on the hose dangling from the enema bag.  Bill felt hot liquid pouring into his large intestine, the liquid continued to pour into his intestines until he thought they were going to rupture.  Just when bill thought that his innards could hold no more of the liquid Patty said, “The bag is empty.  I’ll close the valve on the dildo and remove the hose.”

As Patty closed the valve and removed the hose, Bill felt the first cramp hit his large intestine.  He moaned and felt as if the front of his stomach had contracted back until it reached his back bone.  He was in great pain.  Patty said, “See girls the emetic has begun to kick in.  He is going to cramp and be in pain until he can expel his enema.  If course we’re not going to let that happen for quite awhile are we girls?”  Patty was answered by an enthusiastic chorus of, “No’s” from the ladies,

Patty remarked, “Ladies his intestines are full.  It is time to fill his stomach.  He can now taste and digest our sweet golden nectar.”  Patty opened the valve and the urine began to flow into the back of Bill’s mouth.  Bill tried to resist swallowing the acrid liquid.  He had no choice.  In order to breathe he had to swallow.  In a little while the bag had expelled all of its golden liquid into Bill’s stomach...

Patty said, “Bill you’re going to have the urge to vomit.  I suggest you resist that urge.  You might drown from the liquid expelled from your stomach before one of us can take that dildo out of your mouth...  It’s Time to get back to work ladies.”

Bill was left there in the stocks with his stomach cramping in pain and trying his best to resist regurgitating the amber liquid from his stomach. He had never been this uncomfortable in his life.  Bill was left in the stocks until Beth returned home.  She released him from the stocks and allowed him to go to the bathroom, pull out the dildo and relieve himself.  When Bill returned to the dungeon, Beth told him to get in the small dark box in the corner.  Beth locked the door and left Bill there for the night.

The rest of the week bill was locked in uncomfortable bondage by patty and her crew.  He was whipped and had his nipples tortured.  He was always gagged.  After a day more than a week Patty announced that the small dungeon was now complete and she was ready to begin on the large dungeon in the basement.  As soon as the small dungeon was completed my life began to change.  Beth became even more dominant.  I was allowed fewer hours out of the dungeon.  My work began to suffer from lack of time to spend doing it.  I was kept in constant bondage and in the most uncomfortable of positions. 

One day Beth came into the dungeon.  She said, “The state legislature has passed a new law.  Couples of the same sex can be married.  The law will take effect in 6 months.  Tomorrow I am going to bring an attorney here and she is going to have a bunch of papers for you to sign.  Patty and one of her workers can witness your signature on each paper.  You won’t have to worry about what you’re singing.  In fact you will not be able to read the documents you to which you will be affixing your signature.  All the documents that you will sign will enforce the idea that you have become my slave in every way and that I own your body as if it were my own.  To celebrate the fact that tomorrow you are going to become my very own slave and personal property, I’m going to celebrate by tying you to the cross for the night.  In the morning, I’ll tightly hog tie you until the attorney gets here with the documents you’ll need to sign.”

Beth bound me to the cross in a way that I had to remain on tip toe all night.  I could do noting to relieve the stress on my calves and thighs.  By morning I was exhausted.  Beth released me to go to the bathroom.  After I returned to the bondage room, Beth hogtied me tighter than she had ever done before.  Once my wrists were fastened to my ankles, Beth dropped a rope down from the ceiling.  She fixed the rope at the mid point of the bonds connecting my wrists to my ankles.  She then raised the rope with a hoist until my knees and chest were bowed back off of the floor.  Beth gagged me and left me there.

I was left in that hogtie a very long time.  My back began to ache and cramp.  I would have yelled out from the pain of the cramps in my back.  However nothing would have come out past my gag.  I saved my energy to keep my mind on something else besides my painful and cramped position.  I began to wonder, “How far Beth was going to take me into slavery and how much she was going to dominate.  Why did I ever agree to let her put me in bondage and begin dominating me?  Because I was stupid and let my cock rule my brain.”  I thought Beth would put me in bondage and then tease me to climax.  I sure was wrong about that.  Beth now had my cock locked up and useless.  I had been more than 2 weeks since I had sexual release.  I had never gone that long without having cum before.  When I thought the cramps were going to put a permanent bend in my back bone, Beth came into the room with three other women.  One of the women came around in front of me.  Beth told me, “This is Ann.  She is the one who drew up this pile of documents that you’re going to sign for me.  You will not need to have your gag removed.  Since you are left handed, I will only need to release your left hand for you to sign these documents.  Your signature may look a little weird.  However patty and one of her workers, Barbara are here to witness your signature.  They will assure anyone who thinks your signature may be forged that you really did sign of your own free will and without coercion of any kind.  If you agree that you are signing these documents of your own free will, nod your head, “Yes.””

I nodded and Beth said, “Good!  Ladies you now have seen him agree that he is signing these documents of his own free will.”

Beth was greeted with a chorus of, “Yes!” from each of the women.

Beth said, “Now that Bill has agreed that he is signing these documents of his own free will, we can proceed with getting his signature on each of these documents.  Then Patty and Barbara can witness them.  Bill I have you fixed in that hogtie in a way that I can release only your left hand without releasing any other part of your bondage.  Patty has been kind enough to bring in a smooth piece of wood that we can put the documents on for you to sign.  Now I’ll release your left arm.  Then Ann will give you a pen and place each document on the wood for you to sign.  The documents will be covered so you can’t read them.  All you need do is place your signature on the correct line of each document.”

Beth released my left arm.  As soon as it would properly function, Ann placed a pen in my hand.  Then she placed a sheet of paper on the board.  There was a line with an, “X” at the beginning of it.  I signed.  As soon as I signed one document Ann removed it and put another one in its placed.  I didn’t keep count of the documents I signed.  It sure was a very large number.  Finally Ann said, “This is the last one.”

As soon as I signed it, Beth grabbed my arm and fastened in place, as it had been, before she released it for me to sign the documents.  Without comment the women left me hogtied as I had been before they arrived.  I thought, “Why did I have to sign so many documents in order for me to become Beth’s slave?”  If I would have known the answer to that, I would have traveled as far away from Beth as I could.  I didn’t know it at the time.  Beth was not going to give me any chance to escape.  Once I had signed those documents I was caught in Beth’s web of slavery and there would be no possible escape.

After quite a while, Beth came into the room.  She drew up a chair and sat in front of me.  She began, “Bill you are now my slave and property.  There now will be no way you can escape the status of becoming my lowly slave and bondage toy.  I didn’t realize it.  I found out I love dominating you and I have a sadistic side.  I really get off on causing you pain.  Until the large dungeon in the basement is completed, this small dungeon is going to be your home.  I’ll put a portable toilet in here.  That way you won’t have to leave the room.  I will either have you confined in bondage or locked in one of the cages virtually 24 hours a day.  Of course you won’t have to worry about doing your work.  One of the documents you signed was your resignation from your position at the corporation.  We have enough money that you don’t need to work.  I will not do much selling or real estate after the large dungeon is finished.  I will retire as well.  That way I’ll be able to concentrate on training you to become a very obedient slave.  You can remain there for awhile.  Later I will change your bondage.”

Beth left me there.  I hurt so much that I could not concentrate on any thoughts.  Finally Beth released me from the hog tie, being sure that I was never completely free enough to escape.  She then locked me in a cage that was about 3 feet high and 4 feet square with my wrists bound behind my back.  Beth said, “Tomorrow I will have a surprise for you and your training will begin in earnest.”

I was left there for the night.  It seemed like I was locked in the cage longer than usual.  When the door opened Beth came into the dungeon accompanied by another woman whom I had never seen.  I was not remain unaware of her name for long.  Beth said, “This is Diana.  She and I have been clandestine lovers for a long time.  On those days I came home late I was with Diana.  We love each other.  When you allowed me to chastise you and make you into my slave, you gave Diana and I the perfect chance to be full time lovers.  Diana is an MD.  She will assist in your training and make sure you suffer no permanent damage that we do not want you to endure.  You’ll be glad to know that the severe part of your training will not begin until Patty and her crew finish the large dungeon in the basement.  Shortly after that dungeon is finished, Diana and I are going to break you to the point you will have no will to resist anything we wish to do to you or wish you to do for us.  For now we’ll have to be content with the devices we have at hand.  Of course they are not inconsiderable.  You will have an uncomfortable, painful stay in this small dungeon.  It will be nothing compared to what you will endure in the large dungeon.”

Diana chimed in, “From what Beth has told me, you have had it pretty easy.  First I want you to know that as a medical doctor, I know that your cock will never have to be released from your chastity belt.  As long as you have your cock, the chastity belt will remain locked on it.  To keep your prostate gland healthy, I will milk you once every 2 months or so in a way that you will simply drain the cum from your prostate with out feeling sexual release of any kind.  If necessary, at the time you are being milked we will cause you enough pain that you will not know that cum has dribbled out of your penis.  There are a lot of things we can do to you with whips, canes, pins and needles.  You can be sure I know where all of the lovely pain centers are located on your body.  You’ll be glad to know that we have things to do for the next several days.  I have to take care of making sure my patients are being taken care of by the doctor taking over my practice.  Beth has several loose ends at the real estate office to finish.  You’re going to have to make do with being bound or caged an only be tortured as we have time to work on you.  Now you can have some freedom to stretch an relax for a few hours.  We’re going to leave you with your wrists bound behind your back and your ankles bound.  You will not be gagged and the light will be left on.  You can use the portable toilet as you wish.  Enjoy your free time.  You will suffer later.”

The ladies fixed me as Diana had said they would.  I was left alone to lie on the floor or sit in the chair as I wished.  I tried the door to see if I could get out of the dungeon.  I forgot to mention that when Beth had Patty make the bondage room into a dungeon that the door had been changed and strengthened.  It would take a sledge hammer to break it down.  Even that might not be possible.  Patty had installed a solid metal door and a steel frame that was bolted into a frame of 6 by 6 studs with heavy bolts.  Two heavy locks secured the door.  The hinge pins were about 3 times normal size and were welded in place.  It would take a stick of dynamite for me to get out of that dungeon...

All too soon Beth and Diana came into the dungeon.  Beth placed a bowl of yukky looking substance on the floor.  Diana said, “As of now your diet is being changed.  Eat the gruel in the bowl.  It has all the nutrients and calories you need to keep you healthy.”

I tasted the food.  It was almost tasteless and completely bland.  I looked up, Beth said, "You had better eat all of your meal and act like you relish it.  Your food will never vary.  You will receive the same food 3 time each day just as if you were a dog.  You will eat the exact same food 3 times a day, every day.  I suggest you thank Diana for making such nourishing food for you.”

I looked at Diana and said, “Thank you for making such a good dinner for me Diana.”

Diana picked up a cane and hit my ass 5 times as hard as she could.  “Slave, you are to call me Mistress Diana.”

I bent over to eat my food and promptly received 5 more blows from the cane on my back.   I looked up and said, “Thank you Mistress Diana.”

Diana replied, “That is better slave.  Eat your food!”

When I finished the food, Beth said, “Diana is going to fix you for the night.  While you’re bound and in pain, I want you think about Diana and I being in bed and making love to each other.  We want you to realize the you have a useless cock that is locked up and unavailable.  Since you can have sex with me, I have going to have sex with Diana.  I was always curious about what sex with another women would be like.  I have found that it much more pleasurable to have sex with another women than a man.  We’re going to fix you for the night.  We can’t wait to get in bed and have a night of sexual fulfillment. “

Diana and Beth began to fix me in position for the night.  It was at this time I decided I had enough of being bound and tortured.  As soon as my arms were freed to be refastened, I attacked Diana.  I tried to overpower her.  Beth knocked my feet out from under me and I landed on my back.  Before I could recover, Diana straddled my chest and pinned my arms to the floor with her knees.  I tried as hard as I could to dislodge Diana.  I couldn’t do anything to get her off of my chest.  Diana began to slap my face hard.  My head rolled back and forth as the slaps hit my face from opposite sides.  Diana went right on slapping my face until I was almost unconscious. 

The two women dragged me to my feet.  My arms were pulled up toward the ceiling, behind my back.  My wrists were raised until my upper body was parallel to the floor.  My ankles were spread as far apart as possible and fastened to rings in the floor.  This had the effect of putting more pressure on my shoulders and arms.

Diana tightly gagged me.  She place a severe nipple clamp on each of my nipples.  As the clamps bit into my nipples, they forced me to yell into the gag.

While Diana was attending to my nipples, Beth rammed a large steel dildo into my rear end.  She then attached a wire to the dildo and another wire to my metal cock sheath.

Beth and Diana stood back.  Beth pressed a button on a device that looked like a TV remote control.  My body shuddered and jerked.  I yelled into my gag.  My cock and asshole had just received a severe shock...  Diana said, "I found this device at a medical supply house.  It has several different settings.  The shock you just receive was at less than half the power the device is capable of delivering to you.  I feel that level is adequate for your first time.  The device is set on random mode.  It will deliver from 4 to 12 shocks and hour to your body.  The shocks will last from 10 seconds to one minute.  You will never know when they are going to occur or how long they’re going to last.  Have a good night.  Beth and I are going to be really turned on by knowing you’re here and being tortured.  We will have a lovely night of delicious sex.”

For the rest of the month I was never comfortable or completely free of pain.  I was bound in every possible way.  I was whipped caned and pierced with pins and needles in my nipples and other parts of my body.  Diana was right whenever she pierced my body with a pin or needle it was in the most painful spot possible.  Diana often applied electric current to the needles and pins.

One day the women said the cellar dungeon was complete and it would be my home for the next 5 months.  They bound my arms behind my back and ushered me down the steps to the new dungeon.  I was told my bondage and torture would continue as had in the small dungeon for the next 2 months.  Diana and Beth said that since there were more devices available the severity of my bondage and torture would be increased.  I was racked, crucified over night, confined in tens of bondage positions for long periods of time.  I lost all track of time.

One day Beth came in and said, “It is time for your intense training session to begin.”

Diana joined Beth.  Beth continued, “Diana and I have read about a state ruled by dominant women.  They have 3 degrees of training.  They are hardcore training, severe training and training.  They say that they usually limit the hard core training session to one week.  You’ll be glad to know yours is going to last a month.  Our version of the hardcore training session will be this.  You will be locked in a dark cell, chained to the wall with your wrists bound behind your back.  You will be gagged.  You will be brought out of your cell 3 times in every 24 hour period to be brutally whipped with strap and cane and eat your gruel.  You will only be permitted use of the bathroom on the 3 times you are let out of your cell.  If you go at any other time you will incur more punishment.  I was gagged, put into the cell.  A collar was locked around my neck and fastened to the wall.  I found this to be very uncomfortable.  All I could do was stand in the dark cell.  Three times each day I was dragged out of my cell, strung up, whipped and caned.

I lost all track of time.  Things became a dark haze.  I had no recognizable thoughts other than to endure my bondage, confinement and punishment sessions.  I was given many additional punishment sessions for having urinated on the floor.  Which ever mistress, Diana or Beth administered my punishment session rarely spoke to me.  They simply strung me up, whipped me and indicated I should eat my gruel.  Then I was gagged and chained to the wall of the cell.

One day Beth told me, “Bill you’ve completed your first month of training.  Your next training session will be extreme punishment.  You will be placed in the stocks for four hours twice each day.  You will be caned just after you are locked in the stocks and just before your are released from them.  This means you will be caned 4 times a day.  In addition to being confined in the stocks and punished, you will work eight hours each day.  Mounted in the center of the floor is a generator.  You will be shackled to a bar which when you walk in a circle will turn the generator.  You will walk fast enough to produce enough current to keep a hundred watt bulb lit for eight hours.  I am told that it is a multi poled generator.  A walking speed of a little under 4 miles an hour will produce enough current to keep the bulb lit.  If the bulb goes out the time it is out will be recorded on a chart.  You will be punished for every minute the light is not lit.”

Again things became a blur of being locked in the stocks, caned and walking in a circle for endless hours each day.  There was some relief.  I was always bound in a way that I could sit or lie on the floor and get some sleep.  I now simply answered whatever Diana or Beth said to me with, “Yes Mistress!”

I had no track of time.  One day Diana came in and said I had graduated to the month of punishment.  She explained that the punishment session was the least severe of the three punishment session.  I would be locked in the stocks for only 2 hours twice each day.  I would only be caned once each time I was out in the stocks.  On the other hand I would have to turn the generator for 12 hours each day.  I suffered the same sentence each night.  I was bound in a way I could lie or sit on the floor of my cell and get some sleep.  By the time Beth told me I had completed my third month of punishment, I was completely docile and hypnotized into obeying whatever

Diana or Beth ordered me to do without question or rebellion.  My 3 month training session had taken its toll.  I now had no will to escape or resist whatever Diana and Beth had planned for me.

After I completed my 3 months training session Beth told me that I would simply be confined in a cell with a gag and my wrists bound behind my back.  She told me I needed rest for the ordeal that was ahead of me.  After Beth locked me in my cell, I wondered, “What ordeal was I going to undergo?” 

I soon forgot about what Beth had said.  It was so relaxing to just have my wrists locked behind my back and be gagged that I took every advantage of it to get all of the rest possible.  After a week Diana and Beth appeared at my cell.  Beth said, “You’ll be glad to know that Diana and I are going to be married this weekend.  One of those documents you signed for Ann was a no fault divorce decree.  It became final today.  The state law permitting same sex marriages also went into effect today.  Diana and I are free to marry.  We’re going to do so this coming Saturday.  You’ll be glad to know that after the wedding there is going to be a special ceremony.  You are going to be the guest of honor.”

“By the way Bill the documents you signed for Ann gave me the rights to all of your property both real and personal.  As of now you own nothing.  Your pension rights are all signed over to me.  When you are of age to receive your pension it will come to me.  You are now completely dependent on remaining in my good graces for your livelihood.  You’ll be glad to know that after the wedding there is going to be a special ceremony.  You are going to be the guest of honor.  You’ll be glad to know that you can remain in your cell and get ready to be the guest of honor at the ceremony after Diana and I are married.

Saturday came all too soon.  Beth and Diana scrubbed me down and removed all of my body hair below my armpits.  They said it was necessary that I have as little hair on my body as possible for the coming ceremony.  After I was washed and had the hair removed, I was gagged and blindfolded with my wrists behind my back.  My legs were tightly bound at the knees and ankles.  I was wrapped in some kind of cloth and carried out to what I guessed was a car or van.  I felt movement as the vehicle began to move.  After a short drive I was removed from the van and carried somewhere.  I was placed on what felt like a bed.  The cloth was removed from my body.  My wrists were released and re fastened tightly to a bar above my head.  My legs were pulled as wide as hey would go and my ankles were fastened to something to keep my legs spread.  A belt was strapped around my chest just below my arm pits and buckled tightly in place.  A second strap was fastened just above my hips.  I now could only move my fingers and toes.  The rest of my body was bound in place.  After my last bit of bondage was secured, my chastity belt was removed.  It felt funny having my cock and balls free after they had been locked up so long.   I thought my cock would immediately get hard when the belt was removed.  However it remained limp.

The silence lasted for a long time.  I heard a bunch of feminine voices.  Then steps came into the room.  I heard several women say, “I can’t wait to see this.  I always wondered what it would be like.”  There was more conversation along the same line.  I wondered what they were talking about.  Then I heard Beth say, “Diana is getting reading to perform the operation.  You will see the important part of it.  After Bill is put to sleep, you will have to leave.  That is when the serious part will take place.  You will have no interest in that.”

Then I heard Diana say, “I have to explain a few things to Bill.  I will then remove his blindfold and the operation will begin.”

Diana continued, “Bill you signed a document for Ann confessing that you are a child molester.  You agreed that in lieu of going to jail that you would permit me to nullify you.  That is you have agreed to let me slice off your penis and balls.  Otherwise you’ll spend a long time in prison.  In addition Beth and I were afraid you would be jealous of our marriage and want revenge.  Once your cock and balls are gone you will have no reason to be jealous of us.  In addition having your cock and balls removed, I and my associates are going completely remove your prostate.  After your operation has been completed, you will never have any sexual feelings of any kind.  After you spend a few weeks healing you’ll be sent off for your final transformation.  Beth, remove the blindfold.  I believe we’re ready.”

I felt the blindfold being removed.  When my eyes could accommodate I saw Beth, Diana, Ann, patty, her crew and several women dressed in white.  Diana said, “When I nullify a male I want him to see it and feel it.  That way he will know it really happened to him and was not a fantasy or dream.   I will inject enough anesthetic into his genitals that it will dull the pain but not completely eradicate it.  Bill will feel quite a bit of pain.  He’ll be glad to know the pain will not be as severe as the tortures Beth and I inflicted on him.  Bill there is a mirror strategically placed on the ceiling that will permit you to view the entire operation.  I want you to watch and know that you really have been nullified.

I felt several pin pricks around my balls and penis as Diana injected the anesthetic.   Diana said, “While the anesthetic takes effect, I will explain a little of what I’m going to do.  Beth and I have decide we want to have Bill’s genitals intact after they are removed.  That way we can keep them as trophy.  Bill will be able to see what he will never again be able to use.” As Diana went on to explain how she was going to cut around the entire area of the cock and balls my cock began to get hard.

Diana explained, “For some reason many men have their cocks get hard when they hear someone talking about removing their cock and balls.  It is usual for the person to doing the castrating, to permit the male cum one last time.  Diana and I have decided that Bill has had his cock locked up for so long that we don’t want to ruin his experience of being chastised by allowing him a last cum.  I am going to nullify him without him having a last climax.”

I think the anesthetic has had time to take effect.  I can begin.  First I am going to cut entirely around the ball sack.  I want to be sure to leave some of the skin of the ball sack attached to the penis.  I felt the scalpel begin to slice the skin of my ball sack as close to my body as Diana could get it.  I began to feel real pain and jerked in my bonds as Diana continued slicing around the ball sack.  Of course I could not move a millimeter.  After a time Diana said, “I have the skin of the sack cut as far as I can go until I remove the penis. I now have to tie off several blood vessels and cut them.”

I felt more pain as Diana tied off the veins and arteries sutured them closed.

Diana then said, “I am ready to cut the cords and knot them.  I felt more pain as Diana secured a ball cord with forceps.   Diana tied off the cord and said, “Notice that when I release the cord that it will snap back into his body out of reach.”

Diana then snipped the cord to my other ball and let it retract back into my body.  She said, “Ladies Bill is a man no more.  I have effectively removed his balls.”

I laid there in my bonds and thought, “This can’t be happening to me.”  It was, I could see and feel what was happening to me.  I understood why Diana wanted the male to be nullified to feel and see what was happening to him.  I understood that I no longer and working balls.

Diana said, “I am ready to do the penis.  I am going to cut around the base of it except for where it is attached to the ball sack.  Once I get the proper cuts done, the whole works will come off in one piece.  To be sure I get it right, I’m going to run a sound down his pee hole.  I will feel it with the scalpel and use it as a guide to be sure I slice in the correct locations.”

Diana took a metal rod and inserted into my penis.  She pushed it in until she was satisfied it was in the right location.  I yelled into my gag as Diana began slicing around the base of my penis in slow sure strokes.  I felt the razor sharp scalpel touch the rod inserted into my penis several times.  Finally Diana said, “I think I have it.  One more slice and everything should come off nicely.”

“My associates are ready.  When I remove the genitals, they will quickly stop the rest of the bleeding.”

Diana gave a quick flick of the scalpel and said, “There that does it.”

I watched in horror as Diana slid my cock off of the rod bring my sack with my balls in it.  Diana dropped the package into a bowl and said, “I will have stuffed and mounted as my and Beth’s trophy.  Ladies that ends the public part of the operation.  It will take several hours to finish removing the rest of his sex organs and sew him up.  You all will be glad to know as soon as he is healed from this operation he is going to be shipped to the transgender clinic.  When he returns he will no longer be Bill he will be Billie.  He has already has his name legally changed By Ann.”

I felt a pin prick and then nothing but blackness.  I awakened, restrained in a hospital room.  Diana came in and I said, “Did it really happen?” 

Diana got a mirror and showed me the spot where my cock and balls had been.  There was nothing there.  I quickly healed.  I was locked in a straight jacket and taken to the transgender clinic.  It took about 6 months for them to change me into a woman. 

I was taken from the clinic in bondage back to Beth and Diana where they use me as their slave.  I must wait on them hand and foot or be punished in one of the dungeons.  I am as perfectly obedient as I can be after having spent so much time in those dungeons.  I am so conditioned that I can not rebel against whatever Beth and Diana order me to do for them.