His Decent into Slavery 18

My weary legs pulled the buggy into the court yard.

“I want it in the stable slave. Now back up until I tell you to stop.”

She pulled my reins back hard only letting go when the buggy was where she wanted it. She then alighted from it came round to the front of me. My head bridle was removed and the leather straps around my body. Finally she pulled off the rubber mask, but my hands were left tied behind my back and my tail left in.

“Walk over to the grate and kneel down with your head touching the it and legs wide apart. I want your balls just touching the grate.”

I did as I was told. My balls felt the cold steel of the drain as i knelt over it.

Now hold still as I pull the tail out” she commanded.

I was like she was unscrewing it from me. Eventually it was out and my anus felt cold and naked.

“Now I want you to pee for me before your cleansing begins.”

That was easy as I was busting. Next I noticed 3 girls walking towards us. They stopped at the back of me.

“Good, I see every thing’s prepared. I hope the 3 of you are also?”

“Yes mistress we are” they said in unison.

“Good, we’ll begin then. David, we are going to cleanse your bowel. You’ll be given an enema to achieve this. I’m now going to insert a tube into your anus. You must hold the fluid in you until I command you to expel it. Is that clear?”

“Yes Mistress I croaked” I then felt the tube pushing into me. I felt it stop high up inside me. It was a very strange feeling.

“Julia, you may piss first.”

I heard the flow of her piss and then felt an instant warmth in my bowel. Her urine was going to cleanse me. When she finished the next girl stepped forward and did the same. My bowel was now starting to swell. By the time the third girl had urinated in me I was beginning to look pregnant. Finally Mistress did the same thing and then the tube was removed.

“You will hold our fluids inside of you until I permit you to expel it.” the mistress commanded.

Next I felt a plug placed inside my anus.

“Now stand slave and keep your plug tight inside you.”

I looked pregnant. My bowel was full of their urine and I was standing there not even able to see my own penis.

“Hands on head slave. I want exercise from your arms before we start the next stage of this evenings events.” she said.

I stood there as instructed. My hands on my head, my bowel distended and the anus plug holding back a flood of urine.

“Tonight’s events are very important to us. You will follow to the letter all my commands. We will also begin our breeding as well. Now step forward and squat over the grate.” she said. Now push hard.”

As I did so the plug gave way and all the women’s fluids rushed out of me. Once I had finished I was hosed down. Thank goodness the weather was still warm.

“Now girls do you have the posture beam ready?’

“yes mistress we do” they answered.

“Then escort him to the beam and have him prepared.”

The two girls took my hands and walked thru to another stable. As we walked inside I saw a large oak beam suspended between a couple of metal Y frame supports. In the centre of the beam was a metal collar hinged open with a velvet padding on the inside of it. It had a latch on the side where a padlock was hanging from it. In total it was about 8 feet long, but it also had a series of holes at about an inch apart drilled thru it. They started about 3 foot out from the collar on either side and were drilled evenly spaced for about another foot along it. Then the girls asked me to stand with my neck up against the collar. As I did this, it closed tightly around my neck forcing me to look straight ahead. I couldn’t look down or up. Sideways movement was also gone. Then I heard a padlock locking it into place.

My arms were then raised and held against the wooden beam. Leather straps went around my wrists, elbow and 2 more along my upper arm. Finally another strap was placed across my hand and fingers and tightened. I was in a crucified stance not even able to move my head. Mistress then appeared and smiled at my new position.

“Excellent girls, you’ve done a wonderful job. How are your shoulders David?’ she asked smiling.

“They are aching Mistress, they are pulled back too far.”

“Nonsense, this old beam is used for posture. Infact it was a punishment beam but I’ve had it modified a little. The collar is new and so are the holes behind your hands. Do you know why there would be holes there?”

“No Mistress, maybe to hang stuff from them.”

“Yes nearly right. They are to hang your hands from them. A hole will be drilled thru the middle bone in each of your palms and then a metal gusset fitted. Then we can bolt your hands to the beams. It saves so much time, rather than using leather straps. Also my buggy has been modified to have you bolted to it and also my bed.”

I had a sickening feeling in my stomach. I nearly vomited there and then.

“Oh don’t worry, you won’t be standing like this when we do it. You”ll be on your back. The drill is easier to guide that way. Plus we can apply more force to the drill bit. I’m afraid it’s also a requirement of OWK should we wish to exhibit you at their slave shows. Now girls, remove the supports.”

As they did this the full weight of the beam nearly over balanced me. It was so heavy.

“I want him taken to the theatre. Make sure you take the supports”

The 2 girls led me thru the barn and out into another courtyard. The beam on my shoulders was so heavy. I took careful steps so as not to loose balance as I walked with it. We entered a side door which I side stepped into to fit the beam. It open up into a small theatre with a stage at the front. The girls steadied the beam as I walked sideways up the stairs onto a stage about 2 foot above the floor. I was positioned into the middle of it and then the supports, thank God were placed either end of the beam. There must have been about 30 seats in front of me around circular tables all with tablecloths on, glasses, place mats and ashtrays .. all in readiness of a show of some kind. Because of the neck restraint I couldn’t see either side of me. Then I heard some chain rattling. Next my left ankle had a metal brace fixed round it, then the same with the right.

“Legs wide apart please David” a slave girl instructed.

I stretched my legs as far as I could, but the girls found a little more stretch in them as the chains were fastened to the supports. My arms were now horizontal and my legs stretched wide. Then they laughingly swung my balls. I was now at a low in humiliation. The mistress then joined us. She walked around me.

“Comfortable slave? I have a big night planned for you. Somethings won’t be easy, but, above all I want respect and politeness. You will please me won’t you David?”

“Yes mistress.” I answered, feeling very nervous this time.

“Good, then we will begin our program. Vanessa, he’s thirsty. He needs a glass of refreshments.”

She peed into a glass and presented it to my mouth. As i couldn’t tilt my head a straw was in it. I could watch as I sucked her urine from the glass. It actually was quite good. Not too salty that made me even more thirsty.

“I want both of his domes polished so they shine girls and I want Rebecca’s brand mark on his groin also shining. Now go to it. I have enough on my own plate.”

I felt a paste put on my head followed by some intensive rubbing. Then a new cloth and more rubbing and polishing. My head must of shone like a beacon. Then one of the girls started pumping my penis. It quickly became fully erect. They pushed my foreskin back and started cleaning all around it. Next the same polish onto the head of my cock and more rubbing. I thought I was going to shoot all over her face. Finally she was finished and next my brand mark was also cleaned and polished. Then they were finished. They called the mistress in for her approval. Then a black hood was placed over my head.

“I need to inject the Pallanium before we start to increase your sperm output.” she said.

Within moments I felt a pain to my testicles as the needle went in. Then it was finished. I could feel my balls moving as the fluids filled my sack. I was taking on a “donkey look again.

“You may sleep a little now slave before the show begins.” the mistress said.

I was tired, but sleeping like this was a big ask. However, I must have dozed off as the noise of clinking glasses and laughter woke me. I couldn’t see a thing as the hood was still on me. Next I felt a hand on my penis pumping it vigorously. I felt as if I was getting quite large again.

“Keep it going girl, I want him huge” I heard the mistress say.

The hand kept masturbating me. Then I felt a collar attach around the base of my cock. It was tightened around my erection.

“That’s great girls. I believe we have a 9 inch cock on display”

I had never felt such throbbing from my penis before. It was the longest it had ever been. My hood was removed and there was a curtain closed in front of me. I heard the women’s voices on the other side. What was happening I thought. Next I was left on the stage by myself. My arms outstretched on the beams, legs pulled wide apart with my filled balls hanging there and a massive erection pointing at the curtain.

“Lady’s, may I have your attention please. It is time to reveal the Chateaus first male breeding slave. Music please.”

A fanfare of music was played as the curtains were slid back. The room had about 30 women in it. There was sudden applause and a host of flashes from cameras went off. I stood there with my massive penis pointing straight at them.

“Slave, you have some visitors from media organizations as well as for reasons of wanting a child. They will ask you some questions, then followed by a little tryout for those that want to participate, followed by a little surprise.”

As I spanned the audience I recognized some women who I had seen on TV and then a face I knew. It was my past girlfriends neighbor. She used to walk her dog past our home, always smiling and waving at me. How did she know I was here, or, was that why I was here in the first place.

“Ladies, you may ask him a question, but one at a time please.”

“Slave, do you still feel humiliation standing like this in front of us?” a blonde woman asked.

“Ah, yes I do. To have my penis pointing at you like this makes me very embarrassed.”

“Slave, I represent woman without men wanting babies. When you have sex with a client, do you have sex with them or make love to them?”

“I make love to them. Any woman wanting a child deserves to be made love to.”

“Slave, your body has been extensively modified. Your balls are the biggest of any man. How do you feel about further changes made to your body?”

“If my mistresses require it, it will be done.”

“Slave, how much do you now ejaculate?”

“About 12 ml of semen over a period of 5 minutes.”

“Slave, how many children are you expected to father in 1 year?”

“I’ve been told about 200 children is required.”

A massive moan erupted from the room.

“Ladies,” mistress interrupted. It is possible now with the pallium implant. What leaves his penis is nearly 98% positive. Male sperm doesn’t get any better, nor does the amount that comes out. Your vaginas will overflow with the amount he puts into you.
Now ladies, I think it’s time to try him before you write your articles or wish to use his services. The curtain will be closed and the stage will be totally private. I ask you to use the condoms provided before any sexual intercourse. They are ribbed so we hope you can achieve a climax with him. Slave girls will be available to assist you or take photos for you. Please enjoy yourselves, but I do ask that a maximum of 10 minutes would be fair so everyone can enjoy themselves. Afterwards a big surprise is waiting. Thank you.”

The curtain then closed. I heard the door at the side of me also close. I was now alone waiting to see if anyone was going to take up the mistresses offer. My penis was rock hard still. The collar had kept it that way. So many faces were going thru my mind. Newsreaders were here that I had recognized. Was the world becoming a femdom world I wondered. The I heard the stage door open and then close. I heard the click of high heeled shoes across the wooden floor.

“Hello David, remember me” a voice said as she appeared in my vision.

It was Margaret, the neighbor I had recognized in the audience.

“Yes I do, it’s Margaret.” I said.

She wore a tight white woolen top that covered her neck and black slacks. She had always worn this when I saw her walking her dog. I would stop to talk to her when I was jogging with my partner but Elsie would want to scratch her eyes out with jealousy for some reason. She had much bigger breasts than Elsie had, so I assumed that was why she hated her so much. That or she had flirted a bit with me.

“Well, well, well, they certainly changed you a bit. I never realized you had such a big cock or balls for that matter. I guess you now know how you got here then.” she said.

“It was you, behind all this then. Why?” I asked.

“I knew you would never leave Penny for me. I had wanted you so much. Anyway, she thinks your dead now and you may as well be. I wanted a child by you. You have everything a women would want in a child. Your genes need to be passed on and I wanted them. I knew of the Chateau and what they were looking for. They observed you for nearly a year before you were taken. My finders fee is having your baby, something I always wanted. I still see Penny and I knew she wanted that too. It will be strange being pregnant to you and her not knowing it is your child I will be carrying.”

I was stunned. I did lust after Margaret, but only in my mind. She was responsible for all of this.

“You know David, I would go to bed at night and play with myself, pretending you were inside me. I am so wet now seeing you like this and knowing how this is going to end. I have loved you from afar, but I’m the winner now. Do you love me too David?”

Realizing I had to be respectful to everyone, I replied, “Of course I do Margaret. I too played with myself thinking of you.”

She lifted her hands to her breasts that were covered by her woollen top.

“You wanted these didn’t you. You always looked at my chest when we spoke didn’t you.”

She didn’t miss much as I did look at her breasts. They were her best asset. She had been Miss Europe Bikini Model and yet never had a man in her life. I never knew why.

“Well, I’m going to let you see all of me now, especially because I’m going to be the mother of your child tomorrow night. Yes, tomorrow just after your palms are drilled.”

My heart jumped. So it was approved then that I should have holes drilled into my hands. Oh God!! She move around into my sight so I could watch her undress.
She pulled her white top off that then revealed a large frilly white bra supporting her large breasts. Next she removed her tight black slacks. I was surprised to see she wore a tiny g string.

“You like what you see so far lover?” she asked.

“Yes Margaret.” I replied. Next she put her hands behind her back and undid her bra. It hung there with the straps still holding it on her shoulders. She pushed the straps off her shoulders and the bra fell to the floor. She was as I had imagined. No wonder she had won the bikini competition. Next she slipped her fingers around her g string and pushed it down to the floor.

“Well?” she asked standing there with her hand on her hips.

I didn’t need any injection to make me stiff. I still couldn’t understand why she was single.

“I’ve got a condom here I have to use tonight, but tomorrow this will be different.”

She knelt down in front of me and unrolled it over my penis.

“It’s ribbed.” she squealed. “How thoughtful of her”

She stood up and faced me. Then she moved forward and clasped my cock between her thighs. My head was held rigid by the collar looking straight at her. She moved her face right up to mine. Her botox lips were inches from mine.

“You know I have longed for this outcome. Penny would be so jealous. She would love the size of your cock and balls now. I’m going to kiss you David. You don’t mind do you?”

“No Margaret” I said.

She moved onto my mouth with a huge force. I gagged as she pushed her tongue down my throat. Her hips squeezed my cock. Then she pulled back panting. I regained my own breath. This was some woman who was very hungry.

“I want your cock in me now, just as a rehearsal for the real thing.”

I stood there with my arms apart and my balls dangling as she held my penis to her vagina and pushed her body onto me. She purred like a cat as I went deeper into her. I pushed hard into her womb as she pushed herself onto me.

“You’re finally in the right place. I have wanted this for so long. You would have never left Penny for me. .. God your big.”

Then she devoured me again. Our teeth hit on one occasion as her mouth became savage. As she tongued me she screamed as she came exploding down my balls. Her breasts were flattened against me as she pushed harder and harder into me. I was having trouble stopping myself from coming. Then she surfaced again. She spoke only inches from my lips.

“Fuck your cock is good. Look at my lips David. These will be yours around your cock tomorrow. How long will you come in me?”

“About 5 minutes Margaret to totally empty myself.” I replied.

“Shit!!, thats a lot of cum. I want all of you. I want to show Penny my belly and I want you to feed from my breasts. But best of all I want you to drink my pee. Now you can’t knock back that invitation can you slave?

“No Margaret, I can’t.”

“Shit my clit is hard and my vagina empty of your seed. I wish I could have it now, but I’ve waited this long, what’s another day.”

She then pulled off me and proceeded to dress herself. Next she removed the condom.

“Thank you girls.” she sung out. “I”ll see you later on and also tomorrow for the drilling of your palms. Enjoy tonight.”

I heard her walk off the stage and then the door close. I stood there, my balls aching for release. I could feel my erection still raging. It wasn’t long before the door was opened again. I heard some talking but couldn’t quite hear what was being said. My heart was pounding not knowing what was next. A short blond girl came into my vision. A page boy hair cut but looking closer I thought her hair was bleached. She looked young enough to be my daughter, if I had had one. She wore a smart business suit with a pleated skirt. I had noticed her sitting next to the TV newsreader I had recognized. She stood to the side of me about six foot away just mainly staring at my erection and hanging testicles. Her perfume was quite strong.

“Can I touch them?” she asked quite innocently.

“Off course Miss, whatever you wish.” I replied looking straight ahead.

She placed her hand on my penis and felt the head of it, then knelt down facing my balls. She touched them gently, then squeezed them. Next she pushed them and watched how they swung between my legs.

“How do they feel, I mean how do you feel with such large balls?” she asked.

“I’m getting used to them now Miss. Walking is easier but sitting down is more difficult.”

“What about in bed?” she asked

“Only if the woman is on her back. I feel them dragging along the bed as I position myself for penetration into her.”

“No” she said laughingly. “I mean sleeping. What happens when you roll over?”

“I’m secured on my back when I sleep. My hands are tied and my legs spread. My balls are supported in a harness and usually I have a urine feed bottle attached to my mouth should the mistress need to urinate during the night.” I replied.

“Yuk, that’s awful!!” she exclaimed. “Do you always drink her piss then?”

“Of course. I’m a male slave. All I have is their urine and breast milk. They have taught me to feed from their breasts, that’s why my top four teeth have been removed so I can’t bite their nipples when I feed from them.”

“God, I can’t believe this. I’m here as a trainee journalist working for OWK, but they never told me what a male slave had to go thru. It sounds so cruel. .. I’ve never been this close to a naked man before or even touched a penis. This all is new to me .. but I really want this job. It takes me all over Europe.” she said.

She continued “My article will be compared with everyone else’s here, so it has to be good and must have reality in it…… I’ve never had sex before … so this is a bit difficult for me .. I mean to write what it’s like with the man with the biggest balls in the world. … Can I kiss you?”

“Of course, you don’t have to ask for anything. In a femdom world you just do it. Men are not asked anything.” I said.

She moved to my side and slowly moved her lips to mine. She pressed them against mine gently. I moved my tongue to her teeth. The reaction was instant. Her tongue met mine and we kissed and licked each others lips. She then started to move front on to me. My penis dragged her skirt across her. She pulled back, looked at me and then sighed. She removed her jacket and placed it over the back of a chair. Then she unbuttoned her shirt to reveal an undersized bra with her breasts trying to escape. Next she dropped her skirt and placed it on the chair as well. She reached behind her back and unsnapped the release to her bra. They were the best breasts I had ever seen. I guess 34dd with the pinkest of nipples. She was now blushing as she knew I was watching her. Next she pushed her pink panties down her legs revealing a shaven vagina.

“Well I’ve done it. It’s the first time a man has seen me naked.” she said. “How do I compare with other women David then?” she questioned.

“The very best I’ve ever seen Miss. You are stunningly beautiful.”
My erection was now even bigger as she stood in front of me. Was she going to have sex for the first time or imagine what the experience was like and write about it I wondered. I so wanted to hug her but this was the humiliation the mistresses wanted. My arms tied, penis obscenely erect and legs spread eagle with my balls dangling for all to see and inspect.

“I’m so nervous that I need a pee right now.” she said.

She looked around the stage and saw her empty glass. She looked at me and remembered what I had said about femdom.

“You’ll have to drink me.” With that she grabbed the glass and peed straight into it.
Then she placed at my mouth and poured it in. I gulped it down, finishing it very quickly.

“I haven’t finished yet.” She filled it again and poured more down my mouth.

“God that’s so sexual doing that to you. My story has started.” she declared.

Then she looked at me with my penis pointing straight at her vagina. She moved out of my vision then came back with a condom in her hand.

“How does this work?” she asked.

“You roll it down my cock making sure the little bubble at the end stays over my hole, then roll it down to the end of my penis.”

She did just that, then moved forward onto it. Before she put me into her she asked?

“Do people just kiss when they have sex or can they talk?” she asked.

“A bit of both Miss.” She pushed onto me until there was a slight block. She knew what this was. Her eyes were wide open looking at me as she pushed harder. Her eyes then closed and she winced as I entered her further. A hiss came from her mouth as I slid more and more inside of her vagina.

“You’re in me, ready to make me a mummy …. if you didn’t have that condom on. How do I feel.?’ she asked. “I’m no longer a virgin. How do you feel about taking that away from me?”

“Very excited .. wishing I could be the father of your child.” I said cheekily.
I had always fantasied having a child to a young bride.

She placed her arms around me and started kissing me gently. Then she said,

“I’d like that too. I’ve always imagined my husband as a father figure to me and my child. I’d get the chance to feed you as well as the baby.”

Her breasts pushed into my chest as she pushed her groin hard against me. I then felt her vaginal muscles squeezing me.

“Why can I do that?” she asked.

“So you can get all my sperm out of my penis when we have sex.” I said.

“Do you like kissing me? If I have a baby to you, does that mean we have to marry?”

“If Rebecca allows it, yes we would marry.”

“I want lots of children to you so I can keep breast feeding you. You’d like that wouldn’t you?

“Yes Miss, very much.

“Don’t call me miss. My name is Aneta. I love sex. It makes me feel secure.” she exclaimed excitedly.

There was a knock on the door. She knew what it meant and pulled off me. She got dressed in no time. Then she pulled the condom off me and showed me the blood on it.

“You see, you were my first and will be my last.”

She kissed me and left the stage.

Within moments the door opened and I heard more footsteps. A towering elderly woman stood in front of me. She had joined the group quite a bit later I had noticed. Without saying a thing she knelt down and studied my penis and testicle.

“Are they heavy with sperm slave?” she asked.

“Yes miss” I replied.

“I am Madame Jenner. You will refer to me as Madame.”

“Yes Madame. Very heavy.”

“Good, you will be relieved of it soon. Did you enjoy that young girl?”

“Yes Madame”

“She turned 18 two days ago.”

I was shocked. I thought she was about 22 years old.

“I’m 75 next week, just a little bit older than her. You don’t mind do you?”

“No Madame, not at all.”

She then bent down again and swallowed my cock. Her mouth massaged me until I thought I was going to explode. She then stopped. She came back up to my eyesight.

“I’m going to fuck you now slave without the condom. I want you to feel an older vagina.”

She stepped back and undressed. Her breasts hung by her waist and her vagina was extremely bushy. She had a hard face with grey hair pulled tightly back across her head. Her armpits were also very hairy.

“you don’t mind an old woman fucking you slave, do you?”

“No Madame, it will be an honor.” As I said this she spread her legs to come down to my height. She moved forward and held my penis to her entrance. As she did this she stared at me and pushed all the way onto me. Her mouth had very thin lips which turned down at the sides giving her an even harder look. As she moved back and forth she said nothing. She studied every part of my face. Then she spoke.

“You know, I hate men, but I love fucking them. Your bodies are so ugly. But one thing I do enjoy and that is seeing a man in pain. I love to whip a man you know and hear him cry out in pain.”

She kept riding my cock in and out as she spoke.

“Tomorrow I will watch your palms be drilled. Are you scared about that?”

“Yes Madame, very scared.” I said.

“But you have had teeth removed, you’ve been branded and had your balls modified. Why so scared slave?”

“It’s because of having holes put thru my hands. It’s not natural. It’s cruel in the extreme even though I won’t feel it because of the morphine they will give me.” I said.

“I talked to the mistresses at OWK who insisted that this happens to you and they agreed. It’s not natural as well … to give you pain relief for this. You will have to endure more pain as the drill passes thru your palm in the cause of Femdom … after all you are a man.”

At this stage I nearly vomited with shock. I thought she was kidding. No one should have to go thru this sort of torture.

“Keep your cock hard … I’m enjoying it. Put tomorrow to the back of your mind.
Now I’m going to kiss you and I want a positive response from you.”

She placed her mouth against mine and I kissed her lips. She was a sucker as she sucked my tongue into her mouth. As she did this she slammed into me with her breathing getting faster. Then she came all over my balls. I thought the whole of the building would hear her moans.

“I liked that slave. It’s been a while since I have cum like that. Do you understand the meaning of Femdom slave?” she asked.

“Yes Madame, it means a dominant female.”

“Not quite slave. It means being a total slave to females. In other words you are nothing more than a breeding animal and a object of entertainment or humiliation to us.”

Then she pulled off me and began to get dressed. As she left the room she stated. “Your evening is about to get very interesting”.

The door closed and I was by myself with my thoughts.