HIS DECENT INTO SLAVERY 29

I woke at the sound of the trap door being unlocked. Then there was a clicking sound of shoes and mistress Eve came into my sight. She leant forward showing her cleavage and pulled the tape from my mouth, then the rag. She started undoing the buckles to my hands and feet.

“I bet you need to pee, don’t you slave?” she asked.

“yes mistress, very much.” I responded.

“You know the practice here.” I got off the bed and crawled over to the tube and placed my penis into the cylinder. My testicles were still under wraps so to speak in the wooden box that was fitted at the chateau. I released a nights worth of waiting. I had to keep slowing so it would empty down the small tube. I faced the curtain as I had been told kneeling on all fours. Later today this would be so humiliating.

“Nice arse from here slave. Some masters will find that very entertaining.”

I nearly vomited at the thought of something like that. I had been with women all this time. Rebecca never made me go with a man.

“Slave, on the couch for your breakfast.” Eve commanded.

I lifted myself from the tube and walked over to a french style of couch, similar to when I first met Sienna. I sat there waiting for some kind of breakfast. Just then mistress Zarker appeared up the stairs wearing a beautiful full length outfit. It hug the tops of her breasts then followed the contours of her body to the ground. It seemed like an outfit you would wear to a formal dinner. She came to the couch and sat next to me.

“Your breakfast is served.” As she said that she pulled the top of the dress down revealing again her two huge breasts. She sat back in the corner of the couch and I lay across her with her breast pushed into my mouth. Again her milk flowed so easily. Even though it was thick, it kept flowing from her nipple quite fast.
I started to feel nourished again. She stroked my forehead as she fed me.

“I think I’m pregnant to you already. A woman has a feeling and I have that feeling. It’s if God gives us a second sense. It doesn’t mean I’m not going to fuck you each day this week though. Just to experience your cock and that cum even when I’m nine months pregnant will be all I live for. I want you to fuck me forever.” she said.

I looked up at her with her nipple in my mouth and tried to smile. I think she saw that. As I glanced down to keep feeding she pulled her breast away from me and lowered her head to me. Then she kissed me. It was raw and full of passion. Almost soulful. Her tung explored every part of my mouth. I was struggling to breath.

“I am fulfilled slave David, with you. Men are cruel. You are a child. You will be my first baby I will nurture. As a slave you will still have to serve me, but I will treat you as my first child that I had for just a moment. Now I feel a new seed in me growing. A seed you planted just last night. It will be wonderful.”

As she said that she placed her other breast to my mouth. I grabbed her nipple with my lips and began sucking the other breast she supplied.

It’s going to be a hard day for you today. OWK expects a lot from you. After all, you are the slave with the large Pallanium and the modified penis they all want to see. I think new records will be set for your exhibition.”

My stomach flipped as she said that. I was never very good with the humiliation part of this lifestyle. My feeding was finished and I sat on the couch waiting for mistress Eve to reappear. She came up the trapdoor and walked over to the front part of the room where the curtains were. She carried some chains with cuffs on them and laid them on the floor. Then I heard more footsteps as 2 slave girls appeared in the room. All they wore were collars and I noticed rings thru their vaginal lips with padlocks securing the rings across their vaginal entrance. A form of a chastity belt I thought. They moved behind me and picked up the large T cross I had noticed. It seemed very heavy for them as they dragged it to the middle of the room just in front of the curtain. Then the mistress moved its base and the cross dropped into a hole in the floor. It was then I noticed more hooks and eye rings attached to the floor. I had missed seeing those last night. The slave girls then attached small pulleys to either ends of the cross. I noticed that several holes had been drilled in it as well. It was then dawning on me that it was my breeding and display beam. Eve then screwed in a large plastic penis roughly where my anus would sit although the ledge had been raised a bit. Then 2 inflatable blocks were placed at the foot of it. The slave girls then retreated to either side of the cross.

“Slave, walk forward to the cross and stand on the two blocks with your back against the wood.”

I stood up and moved to where I was told standing on the two blocks. Next she moved the plastic penis to the opening of my anus and locked off the ledge. As I stood there she released the air from the blocks and I found myself being deeply impaled onto the penis. As this happened my own penis started to erect. Then collars were put on my wrists and rope from the pulleys attached. My right hand was pulled first and positioned over the outside hole in the beam and bolted tight to it. Now my left hand was pulled. I was no where near getting my hand to the opposite hole. But they kept pulling and I thought my shoulders would pop. The pain was extensive across my back.

“Slave, you will extend your arm, even if it means discomfort for you.” Eve snapped.

They lined my hand up with the whole and quickly slipped the bolt thru. The pain was intense, but it hadn’t affected my erection. My penis was pointing at the curtain and must have been about 8 inches long. The penis in my anus was pushing hard against my bowel causing this strange reaction. Now my feet were placed into the shackles and spread wide. Next Eve walked forward with some silver tape and rolled my upper lip back taping it in place and exposing my toothless upper gum. My testicles were now aching with the wooden box they were still encased in dragging down on me with the weight. Then Eve positioned herself with my penis pushing at her vagina.

“Well slave, this is the moment we have been waiting for. In half an hour, an audience will be in front of you here to see what OWK can do to a man. Your new mouth, hairless head and face, Siennas, tattoo across your face, Rebecca’s brand in your groin, your beautiful fixed earrings, your reshaped penis and the jewel in the crown .. your wonderful testicles that will be unveiled quite soon. Don’t you feel so special slave?” she asked mockingly.

“yes mistress, very special.”

“After your initial display, you will pee before them then climb onto the bed to await the slave girl you will breed with. You will ignore the audience as you caress her her like 2 couples on their honeymoon. She has been instructed as I am instructing you now. Each hour you will have sexual intercourse. What you do in between is to kiss and fondle each other. It is to be a display of male and female lust and sex. Do you understand slave.” she spat out.

“yes mistress, I do.”

“Very well then, I’ll leave you here with the two girls. They will keep you entertained until I return for your unveiling.”

Eve walked down the stairs and the two girls appeared in front of me. Then one started feeling the ridges on my cock.

“Did it hurt when they made you like this?”

“Yes, very much.”

“Does it hurt now?” she innocently asked.

“No not any more.”

“Why did they change it like this.”

“So when I have sex with a female the ridge keeps their clitoris excited, giving them more pleasure in sex.”

“I’ve never had sex. My vagina was sealed this way when I turned 16. Maybe I might feel my clitoris one day. That was 5 years ago.”

She moved forward and stood with my penis pulsing up between her legs. Her face was inches from mine.

“I’ve never kissed a male either, only females. Is it the same?” she asked.

“I think so, kissing is probably the same with anyone.” i said shyly.

She moved her lips onto mine and kissed them. She kept kissing just my lips with hers. Then I moved my tung to her mouth. She jumped and pulled back.

“It’s ok, I was just showing how a man kisses differently.” I said.

This whole scene seemed ludicrous. Two girls with a man totally immobilized and secured trying to kiss me. She moved forward again and this time accepted my tung. In turn she responded. She then started to rub herself along my penis.

“I want more, kissing is not enough.” she said.

Then her friend parted us and the two of them began touching, kissing and fondling one another. It was so cruel keeping them padlocked like this and not knowing the joys of sex. But this was OWK.

I heard a buzz of noise that grew louder. Then talking and scraping of chairs. This went on for about 10 minutes until the lights in the room started to fade down.

“Ladies of OWK and friends of OWK. This morning we have something very special for you.” the amplified voice rang out.
“This is the slave with the largest Pallanium ever implanted into human testicles. He ejaculates for over 6 minutes and has a pregnancy strike rate of 99%. To date, his sperm has fathered 65 children either through sperm milking or sexual intercourse.
I present to you Slave David.”

The curtains opened to cat whistles and applause. A spot light beamed directly onto me making it impossible to even see the audience. Eve stepped into the spotlight waving her hands for some quiet.

“Ladies, as you can see he has been modified greatly. His hands are drilled, top teeth removed for breast feeding and his penis reshaped to provide the greatest of pleasures for any female. But his greatest modification is in this box here between his legs. It is the engine room that gives us all the sperm we need. A 6 minute ejaculation floods the eggs of a fertile female. His sperm saturates her womb and because of the amount inside her, keeps the eggs covered until a spermatozoa fertilizes an egg. To ensure success, he will, as he now can, ejaculate into her every hour over a 6 hour period.
After these series of matings, the female achieves pregnancy.”

I felt like a zoo exhibit, a science experiment but not a human being. The light was so bright in my face that I couldn’t see a thing.

“Now everyone, I will now unveil his testicles.”

I felt here pull the box up and felt her hand around the skin of my balls holding my testicles. Then a click sound and I felt the box come off. A deafening cheer went up with a very noisy applause and whistling.

“Please everyone, thank you, as you can see the Pallanium sits perfectly in the middle with his other testicles along side it. The Pallanium has stretched his ball sack to 7 inches in length now, but he has become accustomed to its size and has changed the way he sits down as well as his sex when in the missionary position on top of a female. Before he begins his show for you today I’d like to introduce you to 12 of his slave girls carrying his child.”

12 girls walked in, all very pregnant and nude. There breasts were swollen and nipples were starting to protrude. They stood either side of me. Then the 2 inside girls knelt down, one holding my testicles and the other holding my penis. I remembered each one of them. It was using this beam I was attached to now, and bound to each one of them for several hours that created their pregnancies.

“Ladies, please take as many photos as you wish. Let me add that his diet is only urine and breast milk from us. These slaves in a few weeks time will be feeding him both. Even though they are slaves, he as a male is lower in genetical standings. Therefore he is required to lick them, bathe them and satisfy any sexual requirements only until the baby is born. Then he is released from their servitude.”

I stood there proud, if not embarrassed of what had happened. It was the first time I had seen them. My balls dangling between my legs and my penis pointing hard, straight at the audience, almost proof positive that I was a breeding animal now.

“Thank you slaves, you may return to the hall.”

The two other slaves returned.

“He will in a moment begin his breeding with another slave today. She came to us from England. Her child has already been promised in return for her freedom, so we expect some exciting sex from her over the next 12 hours. There will be no privacy for them as you can see. They will mate on the bed to the right of me here. The small tube in front of us is where he will urinate during the day. The female slave will use his mouth to urinate into. Once she is in here, the trapdoor is shut for the next 12 hours during the course of the mating. There are black sheets on the bed so you can see how much sperm she will loose from her vagina during each of his ejaculations. Once her womb is full, she will ooze an amount that is astonishing large from her as he keeps pumping into her. You will be amazed as to how much sperm comes from his testicles.”

Now I was humiliated. I bet each female there would watch for the first signs of that.

“Before we begin, he will have an injection into his scrotum that the Pallanium will absorb. It is nearly pure testorone that ensures a swift resupply of sperm after an ejaculation. The needle please.”

I felt a sting as she pushed it into me, then a stinging as she filled my ball sack.

“Release him slaves.” she ordered.

I stood there feeling my shoulders and rubbing my wrists after so much tension in them.

“On the breeding bed slave and I want you lying on your side with your arm supporting your head facing the audience. I want one leg bent so your genitals can clearly be seen.
This bed ladies turns thru 360 degrees, so no matter what position they are in, we can give you a wonderful view of their lovemaking. Lights please Sara.”

I did as I was told and lay across the bed with my leg bent showing my genitals to the audience. Then as the lights were lowered I saw how many people were the other side of the glass. It must have been hundreds. To my horror, a camera was trained on my penis which panned over it down to my balls. There was a giant screen on the back wall of the room showing everything in closeup. I also heard some distant commentary going on, but in a foreign language.

“I will leave him now and his new slave will join him in a few moments.” Eve said.

I lay there looking across at the spectrum of women watching. They were all ages.

I heard some footsteps behind me and saw on the screen a tall naked woman coming into the room. I then felt a hand touch my shoulder. As I looked up I saw a tumble of golden hair fall across her face as she bent down to kiss me. The audience cheered as the 12 hour sex show began.

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  1. dungeonmaster says:

    One of the best stories I’ve read…Sure got my dick hard!

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