flight to OWK

The mistresses just stood there waiting for Margaret to leave. Next a rectangular box appeared made of the finest wood. They opened it to reveal an enclosure with 3 silk hollows that should have gold nuggets sitting in them. A mistress approached with the box and held them to my testicles. Each fitted perfectly to where the gold should have been. She carefully placed each of my testicles into the hollows and then closed the box. It had been designed not to trap my skin that held my balls. As the box was closed she padlocked it from the top side so no one could open it. It dragged down on me somewhat with the weight of the wood.

“They are nuggets of gold, but what they hold is the most value to OWK. We have the strictest instructions that the testicles are not damaged in any way during your flight to OWK. That is why you carry the weight of the box between your legs.” a mistress said. As I walked into the courtyard I could feel the box bumping against my legs. Slave girls working in the gardens stopped to watch. Then I saw a large black limo and a smaller tabletop truck with a crane on it parked behind it. At the side of the truck was what looked like a coffin standing on it’s end. As we got closer I saw it was thickly lined with velours and velvet. It also had an array of belts and buckles within it.

“David, you will be taken to OWK in this box as slaves have no right to be with a mistress in the cabin of an aircraft. Besides, you are naked and other passengers may be uncomfortable with this even though they are all OWK people.”

I thought she must have been kidding. It was a coffin!! I wasn’t going to travel in that. My stomach turned over at the thought of it.

“Please mistress, not in that. I can’t handle confines like that.”

“Silence slave. You will be punished at OWK for that outburst. Now approach the box and stand in it facing us.”

I moved forward, my heart thumping as I stood inside the coffin facing them. I hadn’t seen the lid for it yet. As I stood there mistresses came forward and fastened my hands and legs with the straps. Then my head was constrained and another strap round my chest and hips. Now a mistress came forward with what appeared to be a catheter. She lubricated the top of it and proceeded to slide up my penis. As it got higher urine started running out of it. When the flow finished she attached the tube to a clear bag that was then fastened around my leg.

“Now slave, this box has built especially to transport you. It has been built for your body as you are very important cargo for OWK. The lid will be screwed on and bolted for added security so that no one can touch or see you. The upper portion of the lid has a penis shaped dildo that will fill your mouth while you are in the box. It will help to bite down on this as the plane takes off, as you will feel some pressure in your ears. Now try to relax or even sleep over the next few hours as this week is going to be busy for you.”

I thought she was mad. Relax like this. Then the lid was moved into position. I opened my mouth to accept the penis gag. When I thought it was comfortably in my mouth, the lid was pushed even harder. It was gagging me. Then I heard the sounds of the screwdrivers sealing the lid. It was frightening to say the least. I saw some air holes that had been drilled into the lid. At least there would be some air. The gag pushed high into the back of my throat. Oh God, I thought, a few hours like this. I then heard padlocks clicking around the lid. I was sealed in.

Then I felt being leaned backwards as the coffin was laid on it’s back. I could just make out thru the holes people moving around even though they looked like silhouettes. There was a sound of chains and more clacking sounds on the outside of the box. Next I was being lifted onto the truck. The coffin spun around as it settle on the tray of the truck. More chains secured it in place. I heard the motors start up and some distant talking. Then we moved off. It was quite bumpy and the gag kept reminding me it was there. I saw shadows of trees sweep by as we drove to the airstrip. Eventually we started to slow and I could here the sounds of jet motors wining and that familiar smell of avgas. Again the chains fastened and I was lowered onto a trolley as I heard them say to make sure the brakes were on it. Next I was wheeled across the tarmac to the plane. The noise of the engines were very loud now. People lifted me onto a belt that then carried the coffin into the hold of the plane. More people were there to secure the coffin to the aircraft. Once they had finished the hold door was shut. Now it was pitch dark and a mild panic set in. In a strange turn of events I started getting an erection. I knew this as I could feel my penis straining against the catheter I had in me. One thing was for sure was that my balls have been really looked after. They were really concerned for their projection and comfort. Now the plane was moving and within no time started to lift. I felt I was nearly standing again as it made it’s ascent into the sky flying away from my beloved Sienna and my home to what sounded like a hell in another country. I wondered whether my wife Rebecca knew what was happening. I bit down on the gag to relive the pressure in my ears. Finally they popped and I started to drift off to sleep despite the noise in the hold.

I woke to a bump and the coffin being moved. We were here already. I must have been really tired to have slept thru the landing. I could feel a very cool breeze coming thru the vent holes. The coffin then went down the conveyer where I was picked up again and slid inside what must have been a hurst. Again we travelled for some time, but my only view was lights flashing on the inside of the roof of the car. I heard sirens constantly. Perhaps I had an escort.

We finally came to a stop. The coffin was pulled out of the car onto another trolley. I heard voices everywhere. We seemed to be going for ages until I came to a standstill. Echos had become a very flat sound of voices. I felt the coffin being slowly moved off the trolley into an upright position. The locks were now being undone and the screws removed. My jaw was numb from the penis gag.

The lid was now removed revealing a very low light room with some steps in front of me. The same 5 mistresses were there to unstrap me. The catheter was removed and the bag was full of my urine. I gingerly stepped forward out of my constraint I had been in for the last 3 hours. Then a tall woman in stilettos stepped forward to me. She was wearing a tight corset that her huge breasts were overflowing onto. Her legs had stockings that were held by a garter belt. Her vagina was shaved to show off her large vaginal lips that had rings hanging from them. Then her deep husky voice came to life.

“I am Eve, head mistress of OWK. It is a great honor to have you here for our exhibition. We all have heard so much about you and have seen the results of your Palanium. You have been well modified, especially your penis to provide we females with the greatest of pleasures a male can provide. Your sperm has had a 100% success rate, something we have all envied Rebecca for. However, she is no longer with us, so we will have a lot of use for you here in varying capacities.”

She moved forward to me. Her breasts were level with my mouth. Then her breast was against my lips. I didn’t know how to react with all the other mistreses watching.

“You will learn here that not many commands are verbally given. It is more body language. When I put my nipple to your mouth I wish for you to suck it. When I squat just above your face, you are to drink me and when I sit on your face you are to pleasure my vagina with special attention to my clit. Is that clear slave?”

I imediately started sucking from her carefully using my tounge to excite her nipple.

“You have been taught well slave David. Umm, this is very sensual.”

Then she pulled away and indicated that I should climb the stairs in front of me. I moved forward and started a climb that would be with me forever. I was reminded that my testicles were still locked within the wooden box.

As I reached the top I notice there was a large trapdoor that could be bolted from underneath. As I entered the room it was like a TV studio with lights, microphones and cameras everywhere. There were stocks, a wall cross, whips, CBT equipment and a large circular bed close to the ground with restraints on it in the center of the room. All walls seemed concrete apart from the front one that had a curtain across it. There was a clear long plastic cylinder in front of the curtains as well. I turned around and the mistress had also entered the room.

“This is your living quarters David for about a week during the exhibition. You will not leave this room for any reason. The trapdoor will be sealed to prevent any unwanted guests entering the room or invited guests leaving the room. As you can see you will be a TV star for this week. I will explain some of the things here. Obviously the bed is there for your constraint as well as your breeding bed. The various whips will be used for demonstartions together with the cross on the wall. Oh yes, the plastic cylinder is where you will urinate. You are to crawl over to it and without touching yourself, place your penis into it. Then you may piss. There is a small drain on it that will remove your urine over a period of 5 minutes. Now for the curtains. Rachel, could you do the honors please.”

The curtains parted from the center like it was theatre and to my horror saw the exhibition hall. There were seats 30 back in front of the glass that was the front of this room. I was to be watched and photographed by hundreds of people.

“Yes, you are the star exhibit of this show this year. Many people are wanting to see those testicles of yours and watch the amazing breeding you will be having with some of the OWK slaves. There are monitors throughout the hall and as well being televised on the OWK channel. We have many surprises for you during the week here but I feel you need your strength for tomorrow. Before we put you on the bed, I want you to urinate so you don’t get uncomfortable during the night.”

I crawled as I was told to the tube which now I now why it was placed near the curtains.

“Face the glass as you do this slave and look out at the would be audience.”

I crawled over the tube and let my penis dangle into it. Then looking to the front, I started to pee.” As I did so the level rose and submerged my cock. I waited for the urine level to drop then started again. It was a clever device. Either urinate often so you didn’t have to stay like this for long or be on show for a lot longer peeing in front of the crowd.

“Now slave, onto the bed.”

My arms were shackled as well as my feet, then my hands. A cloth with a hole in the centre was placed over my penis and spread out around it. However, my testicles remained locked in the box.

“You have been very good and you are to be rewarded. Do not let anyone say that we are always cruel to males”

I lay there looking up at the lights in the ceiling and the cameras, then at the side of me an African woman appeared.

“Mistress Zarker will look after your needs.”

She was quite plumpish in a beautiful way. She slipped out of her dress revealing very full looking breasts. As she knelt onto the bed I saw she had two gold rings from each of her vaginal lips. Her hand went straight to my penis which she skillfully erected in no time. Now she guided herself on top of me and slid slowly all the way to my groin. She looked down at me and smiled as she offered a nipple to my lips. I knew I had to start sucking and was shocked as my mouth filled with her milk. It was very rich and so different in taste to Siennas. She gently rode me as I fed from her. I wondered whether this was being broadcast.

“Mistress Zarker will tell you when she wants you to ejaculate into her slave.”

I kept feeding from her looking up at her smiling at me. I think the scar across the top of my penis was having the right effect. Then I felt a gush of fluids over my cock and down my groin. She had come without making a noise.

“I’m ready for you now slave.” she said in a prime evil whisper.

I exploded into her as hard as I have ever done before still feeding from her. As I looked at her during my ejaculation she kept licking her lips and closing her eyes. She made a purring sound as I continued to fill her with my sperm. She now was pushing hard against my groin making sure every ounce of seed was filling her womb. As I kept coming I could feel the sperm leaking from her and soaking the cloth.

“I have never seen a male animal ejaculate that amount of seed from his testicles before. The crowd will love his public ejaculation. We will be writing up orders for his sperm for weeks. How are you feeling Zarker?”

“I’m fulfilled mistress. His penis is so stimulating and I feel I am swimming in his seed.”

She looked down at me and pulled her nipple from my mouth.

“Are you making a baby with me slave?”

“I hope so mistress” I replied, knowing I was brought here to breed with females.

“I hope so too slave. I want your sperm in me all this week while I’m fertile. I want my womb flooded by you as you are doing to me now. When will you stop cumming?”

“It takes about 8 minutes now until I am empty” With that she placed her other nipple into my mouth and more milk flowed easily as I sucked her. As I finished she got off me and stood by the side of the bed. The cloth was lifted off me and she used it to wipe off the remaining sperm still coming out of her. Then with one command she asked me to open my mouth. The cloth was placed into it and sealed with some tape. I could taste a mixture of her cum and my own sperm.
The lights went out and the curtains were closed. I heard the trap door being locked and here I was, my first night in OWK ready for a week of surprises as I was told.

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