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The Journey chapters 1 through 8  (I’ve had requests for reposts of
different parts, and decided it would just be easier to repost the story
thus far in two pieces.   Hope you enjoy

doughboy

This is a work of fiction intended for adults only.  If you are offended
by explisit discriptions of sexual acts, please do not read any
further.  This story contains:  NC sex Rape F/m M/m with a strong femdom
theme.  

comments (good or bad) are welcome.  Suggestions for other directions
are also welcomed....  if you think the story should be continued
..
  





The Journey  Chapter 4	
Pet Speaks

After I had finished servicing my wife, Mistress Jane pulled me back. 
She very roughly pulled me to my feet by yanking once more on the chain,
then ordered Pet to take me to he bathroom to clean my face before
taking me to my room.  

Pet got up off his knees (he had returned to his “Place” by Mistress’s
chair after I sucked him off.  He came over, and attaching a chain to my
collar, began to lead me away as ordered.  I had a hard time walking
with the hobbles around my ankles, so he went slow.  I walked quietly.  
I knew protesting would only waste my breath.  Protest could even win
the wrath of Mistress Jane.   I didn’t think I was ready for that yet!. 

We went down the hall, and into a bathroom that was as big as some
living rooms I have seen.  Pet said that he couldn’t release my hands,
or “Mistress would have his ass!” So he began to wash the smell from my
face.  As he cleaned my face,  Pet began to tell talk.  “My real name is
John” he said.   “Mistress just likes to call me pet when others are
around.”  “You know," he continued, “This won’t be as bad as you think. 
I’m guessing that you always liked sex a little too much, at least too
much for your wife’s liking, and that’s what has brought you here”  I
didn’t answer, but I guess there was some truth to the statement.  If I
hadn’t been so demanding in our sex life, things would have never
progressed this far.  John continued, despite my lack of comment. “I
think you will find that if you give in to the life, you will have more
sex than you know what to do with.”  I finally broke in.  “If you like
sucking cocks, and drinking piss, I guess you’re right.”  I proclaimed,
reminding him of the events of less than 30 minutes ago.  John
continued.  “What happened tonight doesn’t happen that often” He said. 
“You won’t have to suck many cocks, although sometimes you will, mostly
as a punishment.  You’ll find your self drinking Mistresses piss, but
that ain’t too bad once you get used to it.  But mostly you’ll get all
the pussy you want”  I interrupted, “That’s great for you, but I would
personally like to do more than eat it!”  John laughed.  “Let me tell
you a little about what goes on.  You see, this is the world of DOM. 
It’s quite different. It’s a subculture all unto its own.   Most of the
doms own male and female slaves.  I think you met the maid?  “You
mean.... (remembering the beautiful young creature that greeted us at
the door).....” Yes he interrupted.   She belongs to Mistress Jane too. 
Remember, the Mistress is also my wife. I so spend a lot of time
pleasing Mistress Jane, but  she, as all good Doms,  insures that my
needs are met was well as hers.  Taking care of me is part of her job. 
Obeying her is my job.  To insure that I am  satisfied too, about three
times a week, she makes the maid, (by the way, her name is Lisa) suck me
off.  Mistress likes to watch to be sure that Lisa swallows everything. 
Once in a while, Mistress even lets me take Lisa to the bathroom, and
use her there.  I even get to piss in her mouth a few times!  I kind of
like that.  Then  a couple of times a week, I get to screw Lisa all I
want.  Mistress likes to watch that too.  In fact she injects my dick
with a prescription they use to treat men that are impotent.  The shot
doesn’t  hurt hardly at all, but it makes my hard-on last over
one-and-a-half hours!  She has me screw Lisa in every imaginable way and
she video tapes the sessions, and sells the tapes on the internet.... 
that helps pay for all of this”.  I interjected, “ I heard Mistress say
you were a successful business man, doesn’t it scare you to have your
picture on the net?   “No.  The tapes are mostly sold out of the
country, and besides, my face doesn’t show up very much, and never a
clear picture of my face.  The people who buy these tapes want to see
Lisa’s face covered with Cum, and my cock going in and out of her.  I
don’t think anyone is interested in my face!”.  I guess he had a
point.   John had my attention now, so he continued.  “If your wife gets
into the Dom world, you will soon be going to parties and clubs, and
you’ll have all the sex you want.  It’s sometimes a bit Kinky, but never
boring!  I Thought a bit.  “Will she make me drink piss again” I asked. 
That depends.  Making you drink piss can be a punishment, a reward, or
just a way of keeping you humiliated.  She will most likely make you
drink at least some every day, but don’t worry, it won’t hurt you, and
you may even learn to like it.  I know I learned to like it.  It kind of
turns me on when she makes me get on my knees in front of her and she
starts to use me.  I even like the feeling of humiliation when she makes
me drink her piss in front of other Doms.  If Mistress likes you, she
will make sure her piss tastes good.  You see, she can make it taste as
foul as she wants, or sweet, depending on what she eats and drinks.... I
suggest you don’t make her mad.”  The only thing I’m not too crazy about
is when she allows other Doms to use me.  Not all of the Doms are as
thoughtful as Mistress Jane.  Some take pride in making sure their cunts
are as nasty and smelly as they can, and then ask Mistress Jane if they
can use you.  Some will even tell you that they were just fucked, and
ask that you clean them up.  After you lick the cum out of them, they’ll
make you suck out all of their piss too.  Because Mistress Jane is part
of the “Group” , sometimes she has a hard time telling them no. 
Luckily, that doesn’t happen too often”.  Aren’t you afraid of AIDs I
asked.  “No,”  John replied,  “as I said early, it is a very tight
world.  They keep it tight, to keep it clean.  There is little to fear
as long as we stay in the known group”. 

John escorted me to what would become my room off and on for the next 2
months.  He fastened a six foot chain from the iron head of the bed to
one of the rings on my collar.  As he was getting ready to leave, he
turned and said  “for the most part, the un-written law among Doms, is
that they can cause you pain when they punish you, but they will  never
do any permanent damage, or leave any  permanent marks on you, with the
exception of tattooing, and that’s if you both agree.  A Dom will  not
do any thing to a sub that will interfere with his professional life. 
But that does leave all kinds of punishment, sexual use,  sexual abuse, 
and lots of  humiliation on the menu!”  “One more word of advice”, he
offered.  “Mistress has some friends that can be down right cruel.   The
worst is Mistress Diana.  She doesn’t always follow the ‘un-written
law’   Don’t make her mad if she comes over, and beg for all you are
worth if she wants to take you home.  Mistress Jane will protect you for
the most part, but sometimes she has to give in. Mistress Diana likes to
try and convince Mistress Jane that you have been disrespectful.  The
“Un-written Law” also calls for  punishment of a sub that is
disrespectful to ANY Dom.  Mistress Diana will try and convince Mistress
Jane  that you need to be put into the toilet chair as  punishment. 
Avoid that if you can.”    I had already been told that I would be made
to drink piss,  so I asked to know more about the “Chair”.  John sat
down to explain.  “Mistress Jane doesn’t get the chair out very often. 
She mostly uses it for her own pleasure or for punishment. But
once-n-a-while, she will get it out for one of her parties.    It is a
Plexiglas cube.  The cube is one of the reasons the bathrooms are so
large.  You will be put on your back, with your head locked inside the
cube.  Your hands will be chained to the side so you can’t move them. 
You’ll be naked In case some of the guests want to play with your
privates.  There are two inner walls  that can be adjusted so you can’t
turn you head to one side or the other.  It can be adjusted up and down
so your face is just about 2 inches from the opening, or right up tight
for giving long periods of cunnelings.  They put it in the bathroom on
party nights and let all of the guests use you for a toilet!  There’s 
kind of a unwritten thing that the Fems only  urinate on a slave in this
position.  The bad part is that a few of the doms, especially Mistress
Diana, will do more than piss on you!”  John stopped, I could tell there
were some bad memories.  Then he continued  I was in put the chair one
night.  At first it wasn’t bad.  In fact, in a strange way, I liked the
humiliation that came with the chair. I kind of like the view from the
bottom, so to speak” he said with a grin.   He went on.  “ Things, were
OK.  Three young women in there 20’s came in, and spent a long time
playing with my dick.  Because I was helpless,  they laughed at my
predicament, and told me how they couldn’t wait to piss all over me. 
They took turns sitting on the chair. At first they raised the head so
high that my nose would be forced into their asses, and they made me eat
them out.  I didn’t mind that at all.  After about 30 minutes of
playing,  then they lowered the head so they could  pee.  The taste
wasn’t even bad.   Then they raised my face again so that I was high 
enough to be sure and lick them dry.  The evening went mostly like
that,  Most of the women would laugh, and tell me how good their piss
would taste.  Because they are Doms, they would usually make me thank
them for letting me taste their ‘Nectar’, or make me beg them to please
piss on me, or something like that, mostly harmless humiliation.    Once
Four women came in, at the same time and made a game out of the whole
thing.   Each one introduced her self to me, and then would piss a bit
on me.  After each had taken their turn, they covered my eyes with a
towel.  They then took turns sitting down again  and pissing.  They
would make me guess which one it was by the taste, and either stroke my
dick when I was right, or slap and squeeze my balls if I was wrong. 
Believe me, I paid attention, and learned the individual tastes fast! 
They finally emptied them selves, but before they left, one of the
ladies took off her silk panties.  She announced that they were a bit
dirty, but they would work.  With that, she wrapped the silken material
around my cock and started jacking me off  into her panties.  I came in
only 5 or 6 strokes!  Before they left, she took  the cum soaked
panties, folded them over, and wiped her ass and cunt with them.  She
then stuffed them  in my mouth.  I can still remember the mingling
tastes of her dirty panties, and my own cum.   It is terrible to admit
it, but I didn’t mind all the things they did to me.  But then came
Mistress Diana.   That was the first time I ever saw her.  She shook her
head, and pulled the panties out of my mouth.  She told me that she
didn’t go in for such foolish games as the ones that had just left, but
that she was a REAL Dom, and that she had a real treat form me.   She
didn’t smile, laugh, or tease me like the others.  In an almost business
like manner, she  removed her pants, and from her purse, pulled out a
device that she forced into my mouth.  When she pulled the levers on the
side back, it forced my mouth open to  about 2 and a half inches in
diameter.  It really stretched my mouth, and hurt like hell..  I
couldn’t protest or anything with that thing stuffed in my mouth.  I
tried to protest by groaning as loud as I could.  My protest was met
with a severe slap to my exposed balls.  She told me to shut up, or she
would crush my balls before she left.  Once she was satisfied that the
spreader securely in place holding my mouth open, without any additional
comment, she turned around, and sat down.  She started pissing for what
seemed like for ever.  The taste was very bitter.  With my mouth held so
widely open,  I had no choice but to allow everything to run down my
throat. It burned my nose and throat.   Finally she was done pissing,
and I thought it was over.  Then I heard the sounds of her farting, and
as the foul odor filled the cube, I new my fears were realized.  She was
going to shit on me!  I’ll never forget that night.  With that  spreader
holding my mouth open, I had no choice but to taste her shit.  It was
truly sickening.  She Finished having her way with me, cleaned herself,
and then crammed some toilet paper in my mouth as well.  It was pretty
bad!  I thought sure I would throw up.    I couldn’t wait for the next
Mistress to come in and wash the taste out with her pee.  The next
mistress that came in took pity on me and actually called Mistress Jane
to remove me from the box, and clean me up”   John concluded,  “Mistress
Jane doesn’t use the chair much because of that night.  You see,
ingesting shit will make you so sick that you will want to die.  For the
next 3 days I was as sick as a dog.”  “Mistress will use the chair for
severe punishment some times, but she tries to be sure of who will be
around.  I hope you never have to be in it, and if you are, I hope 
Mistress Diana is not around.

With that, John turned and left, leaving me with my thoughts.

 The Journey
Chapter 5
The First Day


After John left me, I just laid in my bed.  So many things had happened
in such a short time.  I didn’t know really what to think.  I knew I was
in deep shit!  Just how far would they go with this “Training?”  So many
thoughts kept going through my head.  Perhaps John was right.  Perhaps
the life as a sub should be OK.  I tried to put as much of it out of my
mind as I could, and finally fell asleep.

I was awakened by my door opening.  Mistress came in, followed by Lisa,
the maid. Lisa, dressed in the same provocative uniform she was wearing
last night, went to the corner of the room, and quietly lowered herself
to her knees.   Mistress Jane was wearing a tight fitting leather pants
outfit.   I couldn’t avoid  noticing a cattle prod hanging at her
side.   She informed me that it was time to start  my morning routine,
and patting the prod, suggested that I cooperate fully.  My hands were
still attached to the leather belt around my waste so I was quite
helpless.   She unlocked the chain that was attached to he headboard of
the bed, and attached a leash to my collar.  “Time to go start your day”
she announced.   She pulled sharply on the leash, pulling me out of
bed.  I stumbled a bit, but finally found my feet.  She took the hobbles
off of my feet.  She then ordered me to turn around.  When I didn’t
respond as quickly as she wanted, she pulled the prod out, and in one
quick motion, brought it up between my legs.  I let out a yell, and fell
to the floor in an instant.  “I will not tolerate any delay’s in your
actions” she proclaimed.  She continued.  “I wasn’t going to do this,
but since you have fond it necessary to hesitate in obeying my orders,
you leave me no choice.  I think you shall have your first taste of me
in the morning!”  She stood over me while I was on the floor.  Pointing
the prod at my crotch again, she told me to lay on my back.  I didn’t
want to feel the prod again.  I laid on my back as she demanded.  She
snapped her fingers, and Lisa came over and kneeling in front of 
Mistress helped her remove her pants and panties. Mistress took her
panties from Lisa, and with a sadistic laugh, stuffed them crotch first
in Lisa’s mouth.  “Be a darling and hold these for me” she said with
grin.  Lisa returned to her corner, and knelt with Mistress Jane’s
panties in her mouth.  Mistress now returned her attentions to me.  She
straddled me, and in an instant had seated herself  on my chest with her
knees on either side of my head.  “I’m going to piss in your mouth.” she
announced.    I want you to KNOW that I’m in charge” she said calmly. 
She spread her pussy with one hand, and gave my balls a short touch with
the prod.  “Now open your mouth wide, jerk”.  I knew it is inevitable. 
She would have her way.   I opened my mouth, and prepared for her
stream.  She moved more directly over my mouth, squirming, until she was
comfortable and was satisfied that her piss whole was directly in my
mouth.  I could feel her clit start to extend as she prepared to push
her ‘nectar’ from her bladder.  I closed my eyes, and waited.   All of a
sudden she pulled back, and I felt her hand full force across my face. 
“Don’t you EVER close your eyes when I’m using you.  I want you to know
full-well WHO is   pissing on you!  I want you to hold eye contact with
me until I’m done using you, is that clear?.”  To emphasize her point,
she touched the prod once more to my balls.  With a whimpering cry, I
answered “yes”.  ZAP.  She hit my balls again.  “Yes what?  she
demanded.   The only thing I knew to say was ‘yes mistress’  She smiled
with her victory.  “That’s better” she cooed.  With that, she settled
once more directly on my open mouth. Once more, I saw her stomach rise,
and experienced her clit extending slightly into my waiting mouth.  All
the time, I kept full eye contact with her.  She was unaffected by the
tears of defeat running down my cheeks.    Soon her flow began and she
watched carefully as I gulped, choked, and ultimately swallowed all she
had to offer.  When she was done, she rode her clit over my nose for a
few times, and then got up.  “That’s how you will treat a Mistress when
ever you are  asked for toilet service she said.   She was very pleased
with her self.  “No get up, you worthless piece of shit, and stand with
your back to me”.  I struggled once more to my feet, turned around, and 
stood still as she had instructed.   I felt her attaching something to
the back of the leather belt.  “This is a battery pack” she said.  The
harness I  put on your dick and balls last night has electrodes imbedded
in it.  It’s sort of like having your own personnel cattle prod attached
to your balls full time”  She smiled a very sadistic smile, and added
“I’m sure you will learn to love it!”  She explained that there  was a
“Back-up” battery imbedded in the leather of the harness as well.  “If
you try and disconnect the harness or battery pack, the back-up kicks
in, and although it won’t last long, it will deliver enough volts to
your balls to make you pass out!” she said very matter-of-factly.  When
she was sure that the connections were secure, she picked up what looked
like a TV remote, and pressed a button.  I had never felt such pain! 
Once more I screamed, and fell to the floor.   Mistress smiled with
approval. “I guess that’s working” OK, she said.  She grabbed my by my
hair and pulled me to my feet.    She brought my attention to a pendent
that both Lisa and She  wore.  “These pendants are also controls for
your harness, only they only have 100% power settings.  You don’t want
to make me or Lisa press them!”   A simple press on these and, well, I’m
sure you can figure out the rest.”   She then proceeded to unlock my
hands.  “By the way,” she quipped.  “If you hadn’t been so disobedient,
Lisa would have been sucking you off for my pleasure, instead of me
pissing on you....Just think about that for a while.”

She turned to Lisa.  “You can take my panties out of your mouth now you
slut” she smirked.  Lisa removed the panties, and handed them back to
Mistress.  Mistress continued to talk to Lisa.  “Take this piece of shit
to the bathroom.  His breath smells like piss!  Be sure he goes to the
bathroom.  I’ll have no accidents on my floors!  Make sure he washes and
brushes his teeth.  When you have him cleaned up, bring him to the play
room”  Lisa asked if she should feed me breakfast.  “No.” Mistress
said.  He doesn’t deserve anything to eat yet.  Hunger is a good
training device.  When he is a lot  hungrier than he is he will be more
thankful for what he gets.”

Lisa picked up the end of my leash, and started dragging me towards the
bathroom.  As soon as we were in the bathroom, she squeezed the
pendant.   I doubled over in an instant.  I laid on the floor almost  in
convulsions on the floor for the next few minutes.  Lisa smiled.  “I’m a
slave too” she said, but that was just to let you know the you are the
bottom of the pile shit head.  I don’t have any problems making  you
obey me as well”.  Oh.” Lisa added.  “One last item of interest.  The
belt also is transmitter controlled.  If you should try and escape, Just
going into a room that you have not been programmed into will set off
the belt.... a word to the wise”

Well my hands and feet were now free, but I was now controlled beyond my
wildest dreams by the imprisonment of the part of my body that used to
make me glad to be a man.



Chapter 6


Lisa, after establishing that She was now in charge,  took the leash,
and ran it through the rings in my collar again, and attached it to the
cock and ball harness once more.  “This is to make sure you know I’m
still here!”  she said laughing at me.  She then ordered me to take care
of my toilet needs.  Even after all I had been though, even though I was
still naked in front of this young woman,  I was some how still
embarrassed at the thought of using the toilet while she  watched.   I
had to take a dump, and was not looking foreword to it.   “Can’t I have
just a little privacy, I asked”  Well, Lisa answered, I guess you don’t
know when you have it good, do you!  You keeping trying to make
demands!”   With that, she picked up a cattle probe, and the  leash
again, and started pulling me out of the bathroom.  She pulled me down
the hall, through the kitchen, and then out the back door.  “Maybe this
will be more to your liking” she said.  I looked at her, obviously
confused.  “Just do your duty here in the yard, like the dog you are”
she said.  She pulled me to the center of thankfully, a very private
yard, but it was STILL A YARD!  Pointing the prod at me she told me to
get down on my hands and knees.  I complied.  She then led me around for
a few minutes,  ending up close to a tree.  “OK dog.  Piss here.”  I
started to rise up.  She yanked the leash, causing my balls to feel as
if they would be ripped out by the roots.  “NO, Shit-for-brains, dogs do
it on all fours!  Stay on your hands and knees while you piss on the
tree” she instructed.  I couldn’t believe what was happening.  She set
the probe on a low setting and touched it to my ass, just to remind me
that she was still in charge.  “Now heist your leg you stupid dog” she
yelled.  I lifted my leg, and tried to comply as best as I could  My
urine splashed all over the tree AND me!  She laughed at me for a bit,
saying that I couldn’t even piss right.  Then dragged me to the center
of the yard where I was instructed to squat and take my dump.  By this
time, I was beaten.  I did just as I was told.  She then dragged me to
the edge of the patio, where she turned on the hose and proceeded to
clean me off with its cold spray.   She seemed to delight in using the
jet setting to wash off my ass....it really hurt!   When she was
through, she tied me to a pole in the sunny part of the yard so I could
dry off.  When I was dry, she announced the real fun would now start....
the next stop was the “Playroom” where Mistress Jane waited for me so
she could start my more formal training.  

Lisa led me to the “Play room”  Mistress Jane was already there.  She
seemed irritated that we were late.  Lisa told Mistress of my ungrateful
pleading for privacy.  Mistress smiled a wicked smile.  She ordered Lisa
to take me to the hoist.

In the center of the room, attached to a large beam in the ceiling, was
a large hook.  Lisa ordered me to hold my hands out in front of me.  I
did.  She placed fur lined leather cuffs on my wrists.  “This is because
we promised no real damage” she explained.    She then ran a chain hook
through the rings on the cuffs, and hooked it over the large metal
hook.  Mistress Jane, pushing a button in the wall, started raising the
hook until I was almost suspended.  Mistress then came over, took the 
leash that had been attached through my collar to my cock and ball
harness.  She  reattached the end to a ring in the floor.  Soon I it
became clear that I wanted to move as LITTLE as possible.  The slightest
movement now pulled downward on my balls.   “I think you will like this”
she said.  She then ordered Lisa to bring her one of the many paddles
hanging on the wall.  She walked around me for a while, lightly touching
my ass cheeks with the flat of the paddle.  Then  WHACK!  she smacked me
a good one.   I let out a fears yell.  She continued to smack me.  With
every crack of the paddle, my body would jolt uncontrollably, causing
the chain to yank on my balls.  She kept this up for what seemed like
for ever.  Finally, I broke down.  I started whimpering uncontrollably, 
begging her to please stop.  Oh God!  I’ll do anything you want” I
pleaded.  She stopped, and turning without a word, left the room,
ordering Lisa to leave as well.  “He just needs to think about things
for a while” Mistress commented to Lisa as they left.  

I hung there for what felt like for ever, but I’m sure it was only an
hour or so.  If breaking me was the goal, I didn’t think I was making
much of a challenge for the Mistress!  My arms ached.  My spirit sagged.

Lisa was the first to come back in.  The sight of her sent fear through
me.  I didn’t think I could take anymore of the paddle.  She lowered me,
and then once more taking me by my leash, took me to a cage  on one side
of the room.  “This will be your home for a while” she said.  With that,
she pushed me inside.  

The cage was a three foot iron cube.  I hurt all over, but there was not
enough room to stretch out.  I could only lay in a fetal position.  I
was becoming very hungry and thirsty...... I knew they would use even my
hunger and thrust to further break me down... I began to wonder if I
would survive.  

The next morning, Lisa came and took me once more to the yard to do my
business.  She didn’t even offer the bathroom as an option.   She  let
me drink from the garden hose after she hosed me off, and then it was
back to the Playroom for a repeat of the day before.   Once again
Mistress reduced me to a whimpering beaten creature.  I pledged my
willingness to do ANYTING SHE WANTED.  By now I was really starving. 
The water I was given to drink in the playroom was tainted with Cum from
Pet, or Piss from Mistress.  I didn’t think I could take anymore. 

At the end of the second night, Mistress came in and announced that my
wife, (now Known as Mistress “A”)  would visit me for the first time.  I
looked foreword to seeing her.  Maybe she would take me out of here. (if
my training was complete)

In preparation for Mistress A’s visit, I was once again simi-suspended
in the middle of the room.    Mistress A came in, and sat in one of the
spectator chairs in the room.  Mistress Jane started to explain the
extent to which I had lowered my self.  She told her how hungry I was,
but she had not fed me because she wanted all good things to come from
her hands.  This was one of the ways to build my dedication and
submission to her.  

Mistress Jane and Mistress A got up and walked around me as I hung
helplessly in the center of the room.  My wife, I mean Mistress A, 
looked great. She wore a short leather skirt, and a tight fitting
blouse, showing off her cleavage.  Considering the position I was in, I
couldn’t believe I still took time to notice how good she looked!  Maybe
she was right, I DID need someone controlling me.  They looked at me for
awhile, as if studding what to do next.  Mistress Jane spoke first. 
“Anita, She began, “Dog  needs to associate your smell with good
things.  Before you feed him, I want you to stick your hand down your
pants, and get it as wet as you can”  My wife did as Mistress
instructed.  “Now, wipe it all over his face.  He should never be
without your smell on him.”  Mistress A walked over to me, and wiped her
wet hand all over my face.  Then she re-wet her hand, and did it
again.   She smiled at me.  “Next time I be sure and not be so clean”
she said, sticking her wet fingers in my mouth.  

Mistress Jane ordered Lisa to take me down, and return me to my cage. 
Turning to Mistress A, she told her that it had been 2 days since I ate,
and that it was finally feeding time.  Mistress told my wife to fill the
silver bowl beside my cage with some of the dry dog food from the bag
sitting on the table.   Mistress explained:  “He hasn’t progressed past
dog yet, so for now, this is his food.  Would you like to feed him”  She
asked.  Mistress A smiled.  “I bet he will never complain about my
cooking again” she said.  She picked up the bag of food and poured about
2 cups worth into the bowl, and sat it down in my cage.  I was so
hungry, I didn’t even make a comment.  I started eating the food. It
wasn’t too bad!.  All of a sudden, Mistress Jane came over to the cage,
and beating me back from my bowl with a riding crop, took the bowl
back!  Mistress, I pleaded,  “please allow me to eat my food!”  She
grinned, “shut the fuck up you piece of shit, before you make me mad”. 
Turning to Mistress A, she said this is “Gravy Train” we need some warm
water to make it taste better for him!  Do you want to do the honors, or
should I have Lisa do it?   Mistress A smiled.   “I think I should be
the one to do that little job’ she said.  I watched in dismay, as
Mistress A, my wife, took the bowl, sat it on the floor, just out of my
reach,  and then pulling down her pants, squatted over my dish.  She wet
the food, and then noting that I was almost out of water, took my water
dish and finished draining herself.  She sat the dishes back in front of
me,  smiled, and said “There you go sweetie, see you tomorrow”  She left
without looking back.




Chapter 7

My life went on like this for another week  Sometimes Mistress would use
the paddle, sometimes a corp, and some times a small whip.  Each day she
would torture a different part of my body (leaving the marks from the
previous day heal)  Each day would end in my complete submission to her. 

Each night, after being taken down from the hook, I would be brought to
kneel on the floor before my Mistress.  She would use me in some way
insuring my humiliation, and lack of any pride. 

One  night she left on my knees, Mistress got up from her Leather chair,
and standing infront of me, ordered me to service her oraly untill she
came.  I crawled to her.  She didn’t make access to her sex easy for
me.  I had to nuzzle my face into her woman hood,  as she towered over
me.  I did my best to lick and suck, trying to reach her most senisitive
parts. I was careful not to touch her with my hands unless instructed to
do so.   After a small amount of time, she shoved me back.  Then with
her foot, shoved me completly over on my back placing her black three
inch heeles on my neck.  “You havn’t even learned to suck my cunt you
pathetic shit”  She ordered Pet to prepair his rod for her use, and lay
on his back a few feet from where I lay.  Pet complied in an instant. 
He was obviously happy.  He laied motionless on his back with his rock
hard member standing streight up.  Mistress went over, and sat on his
face for a time.  I heard Pet struggle for air.  “I like him to remember
that I can even stop his air, if I want” she said, looking at me.  Once
she was good and wet from riding his face, she moved down, and impailed
herself oh his cock.  she settled down for a good ride.   She rode his
dick wildly,  She turned to ride him while she was facing him. 
Everytime Pet looked as if he was enjoying himself a bit too much, she
would slap his face or grab him by his balls.    “Don’t you dare cum
until I say so, slut”  she said with great authority.   She finally
finished having her way with him and climaxed.  She then gave her
permission for Pet to cum.  Pet had waited a long time to hear thoes
words.  I  watched as he pushed his hips as high as he could to achieve
as much penitration as he could.  With a loud moan, he shot his load
into the Mistresses’ hot cunt.  

Mistress got up.  Standing over me once more, she anounced that at least
Pet had a reasonabley sized cock, (not like my poor pathetic little
dick).  “Since you can’t hope to fuck me, at least you can clean Me” 
With that she straddled my face, letting the white goo drain from her
hot slit.  In my humiliation, I began to close my eyes.  Mistress
reached around and grabbing my balls squeezed.  My eyes flew open, and I
let out a scream.  “I have already told you... Never close your eyes
while I am using you.  Now look at ME while you finish cleaning the cum
from my cunt!  I finished my task.  The foul tasteing goo now permiated
my senses.  At least I didn’t feel like I was going to be sick. 
Mistress got up.  She stepped back to look at the beaten creature laying
on the floor before her.  My face was covered with a mixture of her
juices and Pets cum.  I thaught it was over.  Mistress spoke to me. 
“How do you like the taste of Pet you slut?”  I knew better than to
complain.  I answered.  “Pets cum was mixed with your sweet nectar, my
Mistress, the taste is to my liking”  Mistress smiled (she approved of
my answer I think)  She stood over me once more.  “Yes, I see that you
do like the taste.”  Becasue you have serviced me so well this evining,
I think I shall teach  you one more thing.  I find that after sex I
always have to pee.   Prepair yourself to complete your service to me” 
she mounted my face once more.  “Remember to look at me shit head, or
next time I’ll teach you bout scat” she said in a voice ringing with
authority.  I didn’t know what scat was, but I was not about to make her
mad so I could find out!     I laied still, with my mouth wide open, and
looked her in the eyes.  She was going to have her way with me, and I
was ready to accept that.  She grabbed a hand full of my hair to hold my
face in place, and while keeping constant eye contact, very slowly, and
very deliberatly, began to fill my mouth with her piss.  She stopped her
flow for a secont to allow me to swollow.  The taste of her was sweet! 
Infact, her urine was very clear, not yellow.  I remembered what Pet had
told me. (that Mistress could control the taste of her urine by what she
ate and drank)   All of a sudden, I relaxed my body.  In complete
submission, I waited for her to finish releaving herself.  She must have
felt the tension leave my body.  She KNEW I had surrendered.    She
loosened the grip on my hair, and began to run her fingers almost 
lovingly through my hair as she continued to very slowly fill my mouth
with her sweet liquid.    As I laied in  this most humiliating of
position, the feeling of humiliation, seemed to leave me.   I still
don’t understand it, but the feeling I was experienceing was more like 
gratitude, maybe even love!  What was happening to me?!  She continued
to run her fingers through my hair, while she steadely, and slowly
filled my mouth.  All the time looking me in the eyes.  She would stop
her flow to allow me to swallow.  It was as if she was feeding me her
very own necter.   “Tonight you have learned that through your
submission that my kindness is as real as my disipline.  You must learn
to trust me more”  she said with a sense of kindness in her voice. 

I was returned to my room that night by Pet.   I fell asleep with some
of the most mixed emotoins I had ever experienced.






Chapter 8
Over the hump


The next days proved to be more of the same.  I was for all practical
purposes a broken spirit.  Mistress would still break me down in the
morning, and then teach me some new truth at night.  She would make me
beg for pieces of food that she had pissed on to insure that I stay
familiar with her special scent.  On one special night,  Mistress “A”
even brought  me some take out food that was not tainted with the taste
of her or Mistress.  I had the feeling that I needed to make some kind
of  additonal breakthrough.  On about the forth week, I decided to try
some thing a little different.  By now I knew the routine.   I also knew
that to protest, beg, or complain in any way only made things worse.  On
this day I thanked Lisa for her kindness in taking me to the yard before
I had an accident in the house.  (I couldn’t believe that Lisa had not
let me use the real bathroom yet)   When we returned to the Playroom, I
offered no resistance to the cuffs, or being attached to the lift.  I
even mustered the courage to greet the Mistress, being careful to keep
my head bowed; “Good morning my Mistress.  Please do with me as you deem
necessary to make me obedient to your needs”  I hoped this new approach
would help, well, I speculated, it couldn’t be much worse than the last
two weeks anyway!

Mistress seemed genuinely pleased with my new found manners.  She
smiled,  “Today you have learned to be as greatful for your discipline
as as you are for the pleasures I give you” she said with a smile of
satasfaction.  Instead of picking out one of her favorite paddles, She 
took a seat in one of the spectator chairs.   She apparently was
contemplating what she would do with me next.  

As time went on, I began to become more scared.  OH, what would she do
to me next?  Mistress finally spoke.  “Lisa.”  She ordered,  “Take him
down from the lift and escort him here.” of course Lisa obeyed in and
instant.  She escorted me to a spot about three feet from the Mistress,
and forced me to my knees.  I knelt there in front of her, no longer
embarrassed of my nakedness, or my protruding hard-on.  After a minute, 
Mistress continued.  “You have tasted my punishments.”  she said.  I
have decided to let you taste some more of the pleasures that your
humble obedience has earned”   She sat back, as I saw her do when she
wanted to relax .  She snapped her fingers, and Pet who was in is usual
position on the floor beside her moved to the front, and with a lowered
head, nuzzled deep between her legs. Mistress took a minute to enjoy
Pet’s servicing, and  then ordered Lisa to suck me off.  “Make a good
show of it darling, I want to be amused...No, I want to cum when he
does.”  Lisa dropped to her knees and began working my cock for all she
was worth.  What a change this was!  I remember being thankful that the
cock and ball harness at the base of my dick didn’t interfere with
this!   Mistress was kind to design the cock and ball harness so it
didn’t interfere.  I had been so abused in the last few weeks that the
sudden pleasure sent me into a spin almost immediately.  Lisa stroked,
licked and sucked my throbbing cock (more for the pleasue of Mistress
than me).  She ran her very well trained tongue around the tip of my
cock.  She moaned  and turned her head to the side so Mistress could get
a good view of my dick going in and out of her mouth.  When I finally
came, she sucked every drop of cum out of me and swallowed. It was
obvious that Mistress had come also.    “Very good Lisa!  You may get up
now”  Mistress said.  As Lisa got up, she pulled close to me and kissed
me deeply.  For an instant, I thought she might like me, but then I
found that she had held the last bit of cum in her mouth, and now she
forced it back into my mouth!  I knew I did not dare say anything. I
swallowed, without any tell-tale reactions.   

Lisa smiled as she went back to kneel at Mistress side, while I stayed
standing naked in front of her and Mistress.  Mistress ignored me for
the moment.  I new the look on her face.  I decided that because she had
already came, and Pet had not been released, from his duties between her
legs, she was most likely relieving herself.   She took pride in being
able to pee real slow, making a slave litterally suck her piss from her
clit like it was a nipple.  I was a bit sorry  it wasn’t me sucking her
warm liquid!   I wondered if she had made it taste good or bad.  What
was next for me?  I wondered.  I didn’t wait too long  When Mistress had
completed relieving herself, she pulled Pet back from between her legs
by his hair.    She ordered him to take Lisa to the “Horse”  I had no
idea what that was.  I watched as Pet took Lisa to something very much
like the vaulting horse they used to have in my high school gym class.  
Lisa didn’t protest, but I could tell she was not pleased with the turn
of events.  Pet bent her over the horse, fastening her hands to cuffs on
the floor on the other side of the horse.  He then pulled her tight
skirt and panties off, leaving her completely exposed.  Then he  cuffed
her ankles to the outer edges of the horse, leaving her hopelessly
spread, and helpless.  

Mistress turned to me.  Already I knew the look in her eyes that said  
‘it’s your turn!’.  Grabbing me by my hair, she pulled me over to where
Lisa was helplessly bent over.  “Now that Lisa as rewarded  you for your
obedience this morning,  it is time to further your education” she
said.  “Today, you learn how to service a woman’s Ass!   She had Pet
re-cuff my hands to my leather waist belt to render me more helpless,
and with one hand full of my hair, she took her other hand and clipped
the leash on my balls again.  She forced me onto my knees.  Pulling up
on my balls, and pushing my head down at the same time, she soon had my
face deep in the crack of Lisa’s ass.  “I want you to practice making
love to her ass” she said.  For the next five or ten minutes, she played
with me, directing my face and my tongue by the hand full of my hair.  
“Lick the brown spot.  now kiss it.  Rub your nose into her hole.  Now
suck on it like it was the sweetest thing you ever tasted”  She watched
closely to see how far I was able to penetrate Lisa’s ass with my
tongue.   In the middle of this humiliation, I found a reminder that
this was my life.... My cock was standing as hard and straight as I had
ever experienced!  Mistress stepped back saying “Keep up the good work
you slut”  She left for a second or two, and returned with some kind of
harness.  She pulled me back from my work by my hair, and placed some
kind of leather head gear on my head.  She then pushed me back to Lisa’s
ass where she attached the straps from my new head gear to rings in the
side of the horse.  Once pulled tight, my face was so deep in the crack
of Lisa’s ass that I could hardly breath.  Mistress stepped back.  “Come
Pet, I think we have other things to do”.  With that, she just left us
there.  Just before she went out the door, she turned.  “If you do a
good job on her ass, I might let you use that nice hard-on.... maybe
even let you fuck Lisa!  Then she was gone. 

On thing sure, I now knew the smell and taste of this particular cunt
and ass.  I even wondered if that knowledge would be helpful.  I tried
to talk to Lisa, but my face was pulled so tight against her holes, all
she could hear was muffled noises.  My face was filled with the
combination of the wetness from her cunt, and the smell of her ass.   We
must have been there for over an hour.  Lisa farted three times while we
were joined.  I sure didn’t care for that!  To my amazement, Lisa
apologized..  “Sorry , but I couldn’t help it.”  I  was almost touched
that she bothered to apologize.  Lisa laughed a little and then told me
that Mistress had made her take a laxative a few hours ago, and that I
had better hope that Mistress would return soon.  As I knelt there
behind this young woman, I could only think that I must prepare my self
for the worst.  I was not too sure of this new experience.  

Mistress and Pet came back in.  Mistress unfastened my head gear, and
then freed my hands. Leaving only the cock harness for control.  I
thought the worse was over.   WRONG.  Mistress returned to her chair,
and ordered me to kneel in front of her.   I complied,  She then ordered
Pet to remove the last portions of Lisa’s clothing (revealing her melon
sized breasts to me for the first time)  Pet placed her on her knees,
beside me.  Mistress studied the two naked creatures kneeling before
her.  She looked me directly in the eye.  “Do you trust your Mistress”
she asked?   I thought.  It was not a question to be answered lightly.  
“Yes Mistress”  I finally answered.   Mistress nodded.  “Can I trust you
as a slave” she asked.  With the same careful thought I answered yes
Mistress”    Mistress smiled.  She ordered Lisa to remove my leather
belt, Cock and Ball harness.  Except for the collar, I had nothing to
remind me of my slave stature.  “A good slave obeys, with, or without
these items” she said.  “It is one thing to clean her ass when I am
standing over you.... I want you to do even a better job without my
reminders” She said.   I was now kneeling totally of my own free will
next the very lovely Lisa.  Both of us pledging our devotion to Mistress
Jane, Trusting her to use us for her pleasure, but to care for our needs
as well.   Then her demeanor changed once more.  “Pet”.  she called. 
Did you administer the enema to Lisa as I ordered this morning?”  “Yes
Mistress” came the clear answer.  “Good.  Now get the tube”  for the
first time, I heard Lisa complain.  “Please mistress, don’t do this too
me”  Hush you worthless slut! came the answer.  I had no idea what was
happening.   Pet went to the closet and brought out some kind of an 
expandable plastic tube.  He lubricated it.  He then  walked behind
Lisa.  He shoved her roughly foreword and ordered her to “Present her
ass to him”  Lisa raised her ass high in the air, and placed her face 
against the floor.  Ignoring her pleas and tears, he pushed the tube
about 3 inches up Lisa’s bottom as I watched.    Mistress addressed me. 
“Sucking an ass because I have strapped you in place is one thing, but 
I want you to do it on your own”  She said.  To help you learn, I have
invented a little game.  Let me explain how this works’ she said.  You
see, Pet gave Lisa an enema this morning so her ass is all CLEAN for
you.  I also gave her a laxative not long after breakfast.... she won’t
be clean for long, if you know what I mean”  I’m afraid I was beginning
to get the picture, but I was still a little confused.  Mistress picked
up a chocolot and nut candy bar, about 3 inches long, and one inch in
diamater.   She also picked up a marble from a dish beside her chair,
and pushed it into one end of the candy bar. Mistress got up and started
walking around us.  Lisa still laied still, with her ass in the air. 
She was still showing the strain of this newest humiliation.  Mistress
moved close behind Lisa and  pushed the candy bar, marble end first into
the tube.  Soon it disappeared in Lisa’s ass, and Mistress removed the
tube, causing poor Lisa to squirm and moan  Leaning foreward a bit 
Mistress grabbed  Lisa’s hair, and pulled her back up to a kneeling
position.  She then  walked around us, very pleased with the condition
she had created.  “I like team work, so here are some rules.  You must
remove  the candy from  of her ass without the use of your hands.  She
smiled a very satistic smirk.  Eat it if you want, I really don’t give a
shit!  She  laughed, “Pardon the pun” she said.  Your goal is to take
the marble in your mouth, and bring it to me.  When you have the marble,
you will spit it in the bowl at me feet.   Lisa, on the other hand, you
should help him all  you can...Make his little nasty job as pleasurable
as possible.   If he doesn’t get it out before the enema works, you’ll
BOTH clean up the mess you make with your tongues!   This had all the
makings of a real bad night I thaught.   Mistress then ordered Pet to
get the video camera so the spectacle could be taped for her repeated
enjoyment, and possible to sell on the internet.  

Mistress sat back in her chair, and prepared to watch the show Lisa and
I were about to provide. 

Knowing that it was best to work fast, I asked Lisa to bend over.  I
started sucking and licking her ass.  Lisa moaned and pushed her whole
tight against my mouth.  It was no good.  I was not making any
progress.  Lisa suggested we try a “sixty-nine” position, with her on
top.   Soon this beautiful slave and I were tangled on the floor in
front of Mistress, who now had her hand in her slit, rubbing her clit as
she watched the spectical we were providing  As I laied under her
beautiful ass I stretched her ass cheeks with my hands and licked, and
sucked as hard as I could.  Pushing my tongue as deep in her sweet ass
as I could.   I made sure to lick her clit as well. (I had decided that
I should at least make this as pleasureble as I could for Lisa)  To my
supprise, Lisa, RECIPROCATED  my efforts!    She began using her toungue
on my balls, and circled the head of my throbbing rod.   I wondered her
efforts were because she  I was trying to giver her pleasure, or if her
efforts were  an attempt to encourage me, or perhaps just to insure the
good show that Mistress demanded.   What ever her motivation she played
with, and even began to suck my hardened dick as Pet circled, getting
close-up after close-up of our actions with the video camera.  I started
the taste the chocolate but could not draw the object from its hiding
place.  Lisa stopped her sucking of my cock long enough to let me know
that if we didn’t accomplish our goal soon, we BOTH would be sorry.  I
thought that was great for her to say, I was the one positioned under
her ass!  Then Lisa asked, “Will you TRUST me?”  At this point, with
nothing to loose, I quickly answered ‘Yea, I guess so”  “Good” she
said.  I know the picture Mistress is after...let’s just give it to
her....now lay on your back” she said.  I complied.  Quickly, she
squatted over my face as Pet came closer with that darn video camera. 
“Open wide”, she said.  “Mistress wants a movie to sell as a scat
video!”  With that she started to push the candy bar out, and into my
mouth.  Pet got the pictures, giving compliments on just how much like
shit the chocolat looked.   Finally the marble was pushed out as well. 
As soon as I had the marble in my mouth, Lisa and I got up and kneeling
once more before her, placed the marble in the little bowl at her feet. 
I smiled at Lisa, actually pleased with our Accomplishment”.

Mistress smiled her approval.  “Very good, my darlings”  This video will
sell very well I think!  To reward your obedience, and demonstrate my
everlasting kindness, Tonight you two may share the same room......
without restraints of any kind”  Your freedom is for this night only,
she was quick to add.  

A pair of very tired slaves showered, and fell asleep that night in each
others arms.  

This is a DIFFERENT KIND OF WORLD, I thought as I dozed off.    I knew
that tomorrow, Lisa would have to use and abuse me again, as I might be
ordered to use her for the Mistress’s pleasure, but for now, we were
just two people who found comfort.


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