his Decent into Slavery 21

A slave then undid my shackle to free me from Mistress Sarka. The Mistress then whispered into my ear.

“I hope you haven’t made me pregnant as it wouldn’t be good for business. I mean a pregnant mistress handing out some BDSM. However, if you have, I intend to share you with Rebecca. You’ll have 2 official wives David.”

She then pulled away from me. Mistress Margaret took over proceedings.

“Ladies we are now going to fit him to his new breeding beam. After that an art appreciation class is being held in the round house. Quite a few of his to be breeding slaves are there to express themselves. You are all most welcome to watch.”

I was led from the room down a hallway into a candle lit room. There were no windows. At the end of the room was a wooden beam supported by two adjustable supports. In the center of the beam was another wooden pole bolted to the cross piece standing vertically, a bit like a crucifixion cross. However, halfway up it was a wooden penis sticking out from a small platform, which was held in place by a large u bolt on a spiral thread. There was a handle below it for winding it up and down.

“David, move up to the beam. This is your new breeding beam. It will be used by you on most breeding occasions unless discussed otherwise. Now move up to the beam and turn around facing the ladies.”

I did as I was told.

“Move your back to the vertical pole and stand with your legs slightly straddled.”

The wooden penis was only inches from my anus.

“Ladies you will notice a wooden looking penis below him. This will be raised into his anus to provide the slaves and clients with a much harder erection from him due to the stimulation it will provide lodged in his back passage. Whilst we have quantity of sperm, we also need quality of sexual satisfaction. Rene, please raise the phallus into him.”

I heard the clicking of the handle then felt the penis push at my anus. It had been well lubricated and easily pushed into me. It pushed higher and higher until it was snuggled inside my bowel. The pain of it was quite intense. I stood on my toes to try to ease the discomfort of it.

“David, lower yourself onto it and bring your feet together at the base of the pole.”

I slowly sat onto the penis and moved my feet to the base of the vertical pole where I felt clamps placed around them fastening them tight. I now felt my penis stiffening as the wooden penis inside of me did it’s job.

“Ladies, now one of the main purposes of his drilling is the securement of his hands. Rene and Marie, please take hold of his right hand and support it against the beam.”

They pulled my arm across and held it flat against the wood with my palm facing outward. Next I was pulled off balance to my right as a power drill was placed against the cylinder in my hand. They drilled through the hole and into the beam. Then a bolt was placed through and secured by a nut on the other side. Rene used a spanner to tighten it up and my hand was now securely fastened to the wood.

“When a man has sex he has immense enjoyment during the intercourse phase and even more enjoyment as the brain exudes Oxytocin during the ejaculation process. As femdom’s we do not always agree that a male should enjoy this process as much as nature allows. Therefore, we intend to make his mating cycles a little more uncomfortable for him. As you can see he is impaled in the anus and his right hand is now totally immobile. His left hand is still to be fastened.
Marie, please lift his left arm to the beam.”

I suddenly noticed a rope pulley at the end of the left side of the beam. Marie looped some rope around my wrist.

“Now Marie, please stretch his arm out to the position required.”

She pulled on the rope around the pulley and my arm was stretched nearly out of my shoulder. My other arm was also being pulled out of my shoulder as well.

“Please Mistress,” I said. “The pain is too great. I can’t take the stretching.”

My left hand was then placed against the beam and again the drilling was done. Another bolt was placed through and the nut done up tightly. The rope was released and I was left with my arms outstretched and shoulders paining.
Then a 3 inch wide clamp was positioned around my neck so I had no head movement at all apart from looking straight ahead.

“There ladies, this is his new breeding position. The breeding apparatus will travel with him wherever he goes and will be used on all breeding occasions.
Notice how his penis is now fully erect. His pain in his arms an shoulders will remind him of the pain of giving birth by a female. Sex for him now will trigger a pain response in his brain because of this position. It will not be an all enjoyable experience for him.

Now, I believe Margaret, our benefactor in some ways, wishes to have sex with him. Margaret do you want privacy during your intercourse?”

“Yes please Mistress, I do.”

With that everyone filled out of the room. Margaret then looked at me bolted to the beam with the wooden penis high in my anus. My erection pointed straight her.

“Margaret, why?” I questioned. “Look at me, my hands are drilled and bolted to this beam. I have a barcode on my neck and a full tattoo of my naked wife exaggerating her huge breasts on my back as well as her initial burned into my groin. I am bald and have no eyebrows. My top teeth are gone as well, and, look at my balls, they are nothing like I had before. All I have as food is urine, breast milk and now some female shit. Why did you do this to me?”

She looked at me stunned, then replied.

“Probably because of what’s about to happen now. I longed for you, but your pretty girlfriend would snarl at me. She didn’t know what she had. I wanted to fuck you long ago but you never noticed me until we were neighbors. She didn’t want your baby. She just wanted to live your glamourous life. She was a little whore. You are a good man and your genes need to be passed on. Here, with the mistresses, you will father many children. But right now I’m going to have your baby and your slutty girlfriend will never know it’s from you. She will look at me as I stroll down the road and wonder who the father is. And, when this one is born, I want another and another. That’s why your here. I can fuck you whenever I wish. That wasn’t possible before, and, I can have as many children to you as I wish. That was my deal with Rebecca. Stop feeling so sorry for yourself. You’re going to fuck hundreds of women without anyone getting jealous. Most men would kill for that.”

She then undressed herself and walked over to me. Her wonderful breasts swayed as she approached me. She placed her lips over mine and slid herself onto my throbbing penis.

“Now fuck me slave and give me a baby. I want the biggest ejaculation you have ever had.” she whispered.

She moved back and forwards across my penis working me up into a frenzy.
My shoulders were paining with the strain of the beam.
Then I ejaculated into her, my sperm flowing fast. But now the penis in my arse was hurting me as my anus spasmed with the ejaculation. The pleasure of cuming had been reduced by the beam. Each time I came, the penis plug seemed to push harder into me. Whilst the ejaculation was a nice pain, the plug caused the opposite, but I couldn’t stop cuming.

She purred in my ear. “Fill me sweetheart, keep filling me. I want all of your soul in me.” She looked into my eyes and then down to my mouth. Her lips engulfed mine as she sucked my mouth. “My nipples are tingling.” she mouthed.
“You’ll love my breast feeds. My nipples have your name on them.” she laughed

I didn’t stop for what seemed like ages, just cuming into her.

“I wish your girlfriend could see us now. You on this beam, impaled on a wooden penis and bolted to the wood thru your hands, and, a neck collar immobilizing your head. Maybe she’d find it a bit kinky, what do you think David?”

I breathlessly said, “She would have been horrified by it all”

Margaret then pulled off me as I was still cuming.

“I don’t want to waste any more.” she said looking down at my pumping cock.

She knelt down and placed my penis in her mouth and commenced to swallow the rest of my sperm as it left my cock. She must have swallowed a couple of mouthfuls as I couldn’t stop cuming. … Finally it slowed and she began licking it off the head, as my penis trickled out the last of my sperm. She stood up and looked at me.

“You have an amazing body now, to give to women both young and old. Any aged woman would want what I have just experienced. And, there’s no emotional ties either. Just a beautiful fuck.
I’m sure you’ll see me soon, and very pregnant with your child David.”

She dressed in front of me and left. I was left there fastened and impaled to my breeding pole with my penis still erected.

I heard a noise and 2 slave girls appeared, one of them carrying a spanner. Thank God I was to be unfastened fro this device. One of the girls came to the front of me and looked down at my still throbbing cock. I felt I was still cuming a bit. She knelt down and placed me in her mouth cleaning up the last remenants of my sperm. As she did this she flicked her tongue of my hole making me jerk. I think she was trying out her teasing techniques on me. Perhaps I would be inside her one day soon I thought.

I then was freed from the pole. The wooden penis had made my anus feel much larger than it was. I could hardly drop my arms as my shoulders were paining so much. Once my arms were free the girls reattached the D shackle to my hands place behind my back. Then they placed a small collar around the top of my balls and tighten it up. This was new I thought. A chain was attached to it and I was led by my scrotum out of the room and across the courtyard to the roundhouse.

Inside the room were many naked young girls all with slave collars around their necks. Each had an easle in front of them with charcoal sticks. This was an art class.. I was led up onto a small pedestal at the front of the room. The chain was unclipped and the hand shackle removed. My penis was still fully erect in front of them thanks to another injection. A chain swung just above me with a large butchers hook on the end of it. Another fastened session I thought to myself.
The D shackle went through my hands again and the chain was hooked to it.
Then the chain was winched up until I was forced to stand on my toes.
It kept going until I was off the ground. My wrists and shoulders carried my weight. The pain was overwhelming. I glanced up at my hands half expecting tho see the whole rip through my palms. I must have been an incredible sight as the noises that went round the room were very loud. I swung there in front of everyone like a piece of meat at the butchers.

I started to cry. I felt as though I was a broken man. The pain and the humilliation in front of everyone was too much. I now really just wanted to die. My life was over. I didn’t want all this. Branded for everyone to see, my wife’s tatoo on my back and her brand in my groin, massive balls and swinging from a chain with a massive erection in front of the slave girls. I kept turning through 360 degrees so all my body was viewed. Then I was winched higher. My feet must have been about 3 feet off the ground. My arms felt they were pulling out of my shoulders. Next Mistress Margaret walked into the room.

“Slaves, pay attention. This breeding male will father children to all of you. I want you this afternoon to draw your inner feelings of conception with him. I want you to describe your bodies as they change to motherhood on the art papers provided to you. I want to see how you visualize sex with him. Each one of you has a pad of art paper to draw your inner most feelings. Now you may feel and touch him for a short time if you feel it will help you develop your art. I want you all to imagine him inside you and your feelings as his seed enters your bodies. I want to see that reflected in some of your drawings. Imagine your breasts as they fill out. Feeling your tummy’s as they slowly expand each day with your child. I want to see your fears of motherhood. Fears of childbirth pain. Please express yourselves as much as possible. Now girls you may commence.”

I hung there slowly twisting, watching when I could the faces of these girls.
Next they all started work on their canvases drawing there feelings. Then 1 girl stood up and moved over to me. My groin was now level with her face. She reached up and touched my penis. She squeezed it to see how soft it was. Then she placed her mouth over it and began sucking it. Her teeth bit into me as she did this. She then pulled off me and looked up to my face and smiled.

“I just wanted to know how hard he is.” she said.
A few more girls came up and touched me, licked me and even fingered my anus.
Then I was lowered back to the floor. The chain was dropped a bit so my arms had some slack.

“Girls, I want a new page from you now. When this male is in your company, as he will be when you have your child to him, you will be expected to provide sustenance to him. Your urine, bowel movements and milk will have to be fed to him. Now I’m sure you all know how to piss and shit, but, breast feeding is quite different.” Mistress Margaret said.

With that Miss Illona walked into the room wearing a stunning all black outfit. She wore black trousers with a black waist coat they really accentuated her coloured skin.

“Miss Illona is from London. She has her own palour there as well as being a wet nurse to a very well to do family. She will now demonstrate how to breast feed slave David.”

Illona unbuttoned her waist coat revealing her milk filled breasts. The room went silent. A chair was placed next to me for her to be seated. Now my chain was lowered further.

“On your knees David facing Miss Illona and place yourself between her legs.”

The chair was facing side on to the slave girls so they saw the side of miss Illona’s breasts. I knelt down facing her. Next Miss Illona pulled my head to her chest and squeezed on the lower part of her breast. She then pushed her nipple into my mouth. I sucked frantically as I was so hungry. Her milk flowed fast and freely into my mouth.

“Note girls how she squeezes her breast. It helps with the flow of the milk. You probably noticed how her nipples are distended. This will come as your breasts begin to produce your milk. At about 6 or 7 months into your pregnancy he will begin to feed from you. It will help you develop more milk sooner to continue feeding him. .. Now pay attention to Illona’s breasts. As her breast empties she is feeding him a richer milk called hindmilk. It is very rich, so we don’t want him to have too much of that. Just check the milk coming from you. It is the foremilk , that is the thinner milk that comes from your breasts first up that he needs to have.”

Illona moved my head and I continued to feed from her other well supplied breast.
I couldn’t help but think she may be pregnant to me and this would be a common occurence. To have two very beautiful wives like this and to service both of them made my situation a little more pleasant. After all, men were paying this woman a lot of money to have their fetish with her. I looked up at her as I hung there and fed from her. She whispered, “I’m enjoying this, aren’t you?”

I nodded yes back to her. Her eyes then rolled back and she was making some gurgling noises. She looked back at me and said, “You know you’ve made me cum again. I will need cleaning up now.”

She called the mistress over and spoke to her. Mistress Margarets eyes lit up.

“Girls, now sometimes this may occur to you. Miss Illona has just had an orgasm feeding him. He is a male slave and therefore lower than yourselves. It is his duty to clean up a female should this occur.”

Miss Illona, removed me from her breast and pushed the chair back. Next she removed her trousers revealing her soaked panties. She slowly and seductively pushed them down her legs and stepped out of them, then held them to my mouth.

“Open wide David.” she said. “I want them cleaned please.”

I took them into my mouth and chewed on them sucking all her juices from them. It was an amazing taste of mustiness and a slight urine taste. I chewed on them for some minutes when I was told to push them out of my mouth. She held them up and smelt them, seeming satisfied with my cleaning crafts.

“David, my vagina next. I want it as clean as though I had just stepped out of my bath.”

I moved my face to her crotch and started licking her clean. The chains on my hands were pulled higher so there was no slack for my shoulders. Murmurs went around the room as the slave girls watched this very humiliating session.
I licked all over her vagina and between her lips as best I could. She moved her hands to her folds and pulled her lips wide apart so I could continue cleaning her.
I’m sure I tasted a little of my own sperm in her fluids.

As my tongue passed over the top of her clit a gush of fluids hit my mouth. It was a bit like sour cream as it poured out of her. It seemed she wasn’t finished cuming. Some dripped down my face as I tried in vain to swallow it all. I heard her laughing as all this was happening.

“That would be worth 300 pounds back in my parlor and you had it for nothing. What do you say to a lady that has given you her little secret.”

I stammered “Thank miss Illona for your female riches. I will always remember this occasion.”

I continued cleaning her, lapping up all her fluids from around her vaginal lips until she was spotless. She wiped her hand between her folds and smelt it.

“You have done well slave” she glowed.

With that she dressed herself still leaving me kneeling on the floor wishing my arms could have some relief. The podium was then cleared and I was pulled back up to a standing position again.

“Girls, continue now with your drawings.”

The afternoon wore on as I watched them all busily sketching. There were white girls, Asian, Middle Eastern and African girls, all somehow slaves. I never asked how they all became slaves. It wasn’t my place and my ranking was beneath all of them. I was just the breeder, the male that supplied the sperm to their wombs.

“Times up girls, please hold your drawings up for slave David to see.”

I was shocked. There were exagerated stomachs, massive breasts and a penis pushing into a vagina. I was feeding from one girls breast while others had made my testicles larger than life.

“Very good girls, you have done well. That is how they see you slave. It is good for them to experience this before they are bred with you. Now we have a session for you back in the guest room.”

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