His Decent into Slavery 20

Finally the mating was over. We were released from each other. Aneta was full with my sperm. She kissed me as she left the room. I wondered whether I would really see her again.
I was now led to a room where a bed had been prepared for me. Cuffs were at one end of the bed and metal handcuffs the other. A leather hood was placed on my head and I lay in the center of the bed. My feet were handcuffed and my hands placed into the cuffs and pulled wide across the bed and fastened. Then I felt a tube being pushed into my mouth and elastic fasten around my hood. I was told it was a urine feeder that the slave girls had made and was to be used by various mistresses during the night. My eyes had been blindfolded by the hood so I couldn’t see what it looked like. The tube rested across my tongue, I guess for maximum taste of their pee. Within 10 mins I heard a pissing sound and then tasted a mistress’s urine. It was very salty and quite bitter. Eventually I feel asleep and didn’t wake until another piss greeted my mouth. When I had finished drinking I was unfastened from the bed and the hood removed. Illona was there looking at me.
She sat on the bed next to me. It must of been her urine I had just drank.

“Are you ready for breakfast David?” she asked.

I nodded my head and said “Very much so Mistress.”

She slipped the top of her dress down and unhooked her bra. I lay across her lap and she pushed her nipple into my mouth. Her milk came fast as I sucked her. Again she ran her fingers over my penis and traced Rebecca’s “R” in my groin.

“It’s a big day for you today. The day your palms will be drilled and a little surprise after your feed.”

I wondered what she meant as I thought my drilling procedure would be first. I continued feeding from her and then was swapped over to her other breast. She seemed fascinated by my cock .. her hands never leaving it. Then as I finished she stood up and walked over to the door and locked it. I sat on the bed wondering why she would do this. She walked up to me and removed her dress, then her panties revealing a shaved vagina with huge lips.

“On your knees slave and worship my cunt” she demanded.

I jumped off the bed and put my face to her vagina and began licking her. Within moments she was secreting her vaginal fluids into my mouth. Her hand pressed my head further into her and she was moaning ever so quietly. I licked and kissed her as I had been taught to. Then without warning she pushed me away. She produced a thick towel from her bag and placed it on the bed. Next she laid on her back on the bed with her legs pulled up and wide apart.

“Play with yourself slave until you are fully erect.” she said.

I masturbated myself until I was fully stiff.

“Now place yourself between my legs.”

“But Miss Illona, I cannot have sex with you unless commanded to. I would be severely punished for this.” I exclaimed.

“The door is locked and I have instructed them not to disturb me while I feed you. Now do as I say.” she stated.

I climbed onto the bed and positioned my penis between her legs as she asked.

“Now move it to my vaginal entrance and tease me with him.”

I moved my cock across her, feeling her vaginal lips on the head of my penis. It was quite sensual.

Then she said “If a man fucks me, I let him cum over my nipples, however, if a man makes love to me, I let him cum inside of me. What’s it to be then?”

I looked at her eyes whilst leaning over her and whispered, ” Make love Miss Illona.”

“I wanted to hear that. Now proceed to make love to me.” she ordered.

I inched my body further along her so I could get my penis into her. She held me at her entrance whilst looking questionably at me. I felt her vagina and pushed into her, deeper and deeper until I felt her womb. Then I moved slowly in and out of her, still looking at her eyes. She slowly closed them and then reopened them looking into my soul. She put her hands behind my head and pulled me down to her. Her lips were so soft. She moved her lips back and forth across mine and then whispered, “I want all of your seed in me now. Can you do that for me?”

With that I ejaculated like there was no tomorrow. I crashed into her groin again and again as I kept cuming. She put her head back as I kept filling her. Her legs tightened around my waist as I jetted more and more semen into her.

“Oh shit, shit, shit,” she cried out. Her breasts were bouncing with her body as I rode her even harder.

“You’re in my womb, God, your sperm is flooding me.”

As she said this she sucked my tongue into her mouth. I thought she would pull it out of my mouth. I ejaculated what seemed like forever into her. I felt my cock wet with all my sperm flowing from her. I stayed in her for about 6 minutes ejaculating my sperm. As I kept cuming she spoke of her work as though it was natural, me on top of her, with my sperm pumping into her. Her conversation was quite casual as to how men wanted to have sex with her and even offered fortunes to do it, but all were refused. All this sort of talk while I was filling her vagina with my cum.

Then gradually the spasms started slowing until I had emptied myself fully into her. She looked at me with startled eyes.

“Oh God, your balls are awesome. I have never been fucked like that. You will be in demand big time. I’m on the pill, so don’t worry, no one will know of this.

With that she laughed and I gradually pulled out of her kissing her tenderly as I moved away. My sperm was all over her towel. It was getting embarrassing now as to how much cum I was now shooting.

“I’ll have to take you to London and introduce you to some of my friends.
They’ll pay a fortune to have what I just experienced, do you realize that David?’

“Not really miss,” I said. 8 months ago I was just a normal male, now I seem to be a freak show.” I said. She looked at me then looked away.

“I want to really explore your submission David. I want to test your complete submissiveness to a female. Have you ever taken a females bowel movements from her source?”

I shivered with the thought. Not again. It was awful.

“Not from her anus mistress, no never.” I stammered.

“Very good. I’ll be experiencing a first with you then. Now lie back on the bed, with your head at the top end.”

I slowly moved myself to the position she wanted.

“Men pay me big money for this, but I can see you wouldn’t at all. That makes it all the more interesting for us. Now, I’m going to straddle your face and lower myself to your mouth. I generally pass wind before a bowel movement. Once you hear this you will see my feces begin to appear. When it is about 2 inches long, I want you to bring your mouth to it and remove it from my anus. It is my food for you, albeit previously digested. Is that clear David?”

I felt revolted and totally humiliated by this procedure. In my wildest dreams I never ever thought I would be forced fed human excrement. My stomach rolled at the thought of this.

“Yes miss, perfectly clear.”

She then got onto the bed and positioned herself over my face. As she spread herself, my own cum dripped from her vagina onto my chin. She leant forward so her anus was perfectly positioned over my mouth. She had obviously done this many times before. More of my sperm dripped onto my chest.

“Are you ready for me David?” she asked

I hesitated, but with no choice replied meekly “Yes miss”

Nothing was happening, then I heard her pass wind and smelt her inner smells. I kept my eyes on her anus the whole time hoping it was going to be a hoax or test for me. Then to my dismay, I saw her feces appear from her anus. It was real. She pushed it out slowly and it grew in length.

She lowered herself and I opened my mouth. I could smell the acrid stench coming from it. I placed my mouth over the whole piece that extended from her and bit it off, lying my head back down and chewing it until I could swallow it all. The taste was something no human could ever get used to. I controlled my heaving, as to vomit would cause all sorts of mayhem. Then more appeared, slowly again she pushed it out of her body. Again she lowered herself and again I bit it off and chewed it and swallowed.

“Are you enjoying me down there slave?” she asked.

“Yes miss, your bowel movements taste wonderful.” I replied respectfully.

“Very good, just a little more.” she replied.

A further 3 lots came from her until she was finished.

“Now, with your very sexy tongue, clean my arse. I don’t want any bits left there.”

She sat on my face so I could clean her anus, sucking and wiping her with my mouth and tongue.

“Now a little fluid to wash it down, but I will only squirt into your mouth for a few seconds each time so you can swill my pee around. Here it comes.”

She peed quite hard and I could use her urine to get rid of her feces still in my mouth. After about 4 minutes the whole event was over. She lifted herself from me and sat at the side of the bed, again with her hand on my penis.

“My breasts are filling, do you want some more milk David?”

“Yes please miss.” I replied. I needed to get her feces taste out of my mouth.

She pushed her breast to me and for the next 10 minutes I again fed from her. It was bliss.

“A good friend of mine, Mistress Sarka, will be drilling your palms today. She came to see me at Club Pedestal last November. You’ll like her a lot.” she said.

Then there was a knock at the door. Illona put her bra back on and dressed herself. She opened the door to find Mistress Margaret there.

“We’re ready for him know Illona.” she said.

I got up off the bed and followed the mistress to a large room at the back of the house. In the middle was a padded bench with straps all over it. Two arms stuck out from it near the top end. This was the room I thought were my nightmare was to begin. My heart was pounding yet again knowing more “modifications” as they called it was about to happen.

“Now David, hop up onto the bench with your head up the end where the arm rests are.”

I did as I was told and laid my head down.

“Now stretch your arms out over each arm support.”

The supports seemed a bit short with half my lower arm hanging off the ends of them. She proceeded to strap me down. My arms, then my chest and that was it. With all the other straps there I thought it was a bit strange.

“Now I’ll leave you for a little while and be back soon.”

I lay there with my heart pounding, looking up at the ceiling. It felt like a bench where they give you a lethal injection. Then I heard some clatter of metal and a drilling machine was wheeled into the room. Also a tray of very assorted equipment that looked as though it was from the dark ages.

Then a whole lot of people came into the room, including my neighbor Margaret.
Finally a tall woman in a black robe entered and the room fell silent.

Mistress Margaret introduced her as I was lying there.

“Ladies this is Mistress Sarka from OWK. She is OWK’s main Mistress of procedures and also is a qualified surgeon. She is here to perform the palm drilling procedure on slave David. I will now hand over proceedings to her.”

There was some applause from the women as Mistress Sarka took over.
She seemed quite young for a surgeon, with flowing long black hair. Her body seemed very trim. I thought she must have exercised a lot. It was weird the thoughts going through my head as my hands were about to be drilled. Then she spoke.

“Ladies this is very rare for me to do this away from OWK. However, as Rebecca is a most respected Mistress and this is her husband slave, it gives me great pleasure to be here to perform this operation in front of you all.

Now Ladies, I prefer to operate completely nude in front of a male slave, as we give them no pain killers before the procedure, … only after it is over. This way they have something sexy to look at to keep their little minds off what is happening to them.”

She then disrobed and stood there at the side of me. She had a black strip of pubic hair covering her vaginal lips, but nothing else. I thought to myself she must of shaved herself like this. Her breasts were in proportion to her body, yet quite stunning. Whilst I was looking at her, she was looking at me.

“I must admit his genitals are very healthy looking. Has anyone here experienced his penis yet?” she asked.

Margaret, my neighbor put her hand up.

“Does it satisfy you dear” she asked.

“Very much mistress, however I haven’t experienced his sperm yet. I hope to have that this afternoon” She said smiling.

“Oh, very well then. Now has this procedure been explained to him?”

“Not yet Mistress.” Mistress Margaret said.

“Well then slave David, I will explain. You are having this operation so that your hands may be used to hang you from a beam for punishment. Also your hands may be bolted to a bed, a buggy or secured behind you using a “D” shackle. It is OWK”s preferred method of securement of a male slave. Male phalluses may also be attached to each palm so mistresses may enjoy sitting on each palm. Some female slaves also have this procedure and you may be bolted to each other for entertainment reasons. Now, as it is quite painful a few safeguards have to be put into place.” she said. “A stainless steel cylinder with caps will be placed through the holes after we finish the drilling. It will be permanent as requested by your wife.

I was now quite terrified by this Mistress. Even looking at her naked body didn’t calm my nerves.

“First, I will insert a butt plug into his anus. This will stop any bodily excrement coming from him due to the pain he will feel.”

She lifted my legs and inserted a wide plug into my arse. It felt like she was screwing it in as it went higher and higher into me.

“Next I will place a catheter into his penis and up into his bladder. Quite often their urine will spill out during this procedure.”

A tube entered the head of my penis and was pushed up slowly into me. It stopped at one point and then pushed through what seemed like a barrier inside me. Immediately urine came down the tube and into a bottle without me doing anything. Now my bottom half was secured with the remaining straps.

“Next ladies I will place a metal mouth gag across his mouth with a tongue horn on it. This will stop him bitting down as well as stopping his tongue rolling back in his mouth.”

The metal contraption was harnessed around my head and the mouth jaws fitted across my teeth. Then they were forced open by the metal gag. Then my tongue was immobilized by a flat object that kept in the bottom of my mouth.

“Now I always insist that the male slave watches his drilling the whole time. I don’t like seeing eyes closed as it is performed. That is why I also use eye clamps to keep the eyes wide open.”

She placed a metal strap around my head, then affixed eye clamps to me. They forced my eyelids open so I couldn’t shut my eyes or even blink.
The strap was tightened so as the clamps pulled my eye skin either side of my face.”

“I will start with his right palm first, so he will need to see this from his present position.”

Next my head was turned to my right and secured with straps so I couldn’t move it.
I looked across down my arm to my loose hand. A metal tray was wheeled under my arm. She felt my palm for the right place to drill. I watched her breasts dangling over my hand as she did this. It didn’t seem to worry her about her nudity in front of everyone. When she found the spot she marked it with a pen. Then a laser was pointed over the mark. A laser was then positioned over the pen mark and penetrated the bone on the top side of my hand. Next she came forward with a scalpel and cut a cross through my skin on both sides of my palm. The pain was quite extreme as she did this. Blood flowed everywhere. Next a soldering iron of sorts burnt into my palm to stop the bleeding. The steel tray was then rolled away.

“Now ladies, he is ready for the first palm to be drilled. The veins have been sealed and tendons parted, so we have a clear path for the drill. The skin will be trapped underneath the flange walls when fitted into place”

A large table with a metal drill was rolled to where my hand hung. Holes of a metal glove was secured to it. My fingers were slid into this and straps fastened that nearly crushed my wrist. Thank God the butt plug was in me as I would now have disgraced myself. My heart was racing. I tried to gurgle a sound for her not to do this. I couldn’t move any part of my body. She then applied some purple ointment to my palm. The drill moved over my hand and had a laser guider to pinpoint the point of drilling. The stainless steal drill bit was half an inch in diameter.

“Male slaves at this point will plead to do anything other than have this procedure done to them and I hear he is no exception.”

She looked across at me.

“Slave, you have signed a contract with your wife. You will be dominated and modified to suit our lifestyle.”

The drill now was lowered to the exact spot my palm was to have a hole in it and then raised. It had touched my skin before returning to it to do it’s job.

“Are we ready ladies as the first hole is about to be made?”

The room answered in unison as the drill started up. The noise was frightening. I thought I was going to pass out. The mistress gave me one glance then started to lower the drill. I watched as if in slow motion as the drill came down. Then there was flying bone bits as it ground through my palm and out to the other side. I heaved with the pain as it struck not being able to stop watching what was happening. Stars flashed across my eyes as the pain seared across my hand. She lifted the drill and plunged it down again to make sure the hole was clean.
Now the trolley was moved away and a press of sorts took its place. A small cylinder with a flange on one end was placed under my hand and pushed through the hole. Next a washer of sorts was placed over my opened palm. The press was placed across this and a sudden punch of what looked like a mechanical hammer secured the washer to the cylinder. The trolley was removed and all I could see was a metal tube going through my palm with large flat looking washers either side of my hand. I had forgotten about the pain as I was staring at a hand that didn’t seem to be mine. Then the mistress lifted it up for all to see. She showed it to me. A large hole through my hand with a metal tube secured by flanges either side that had melded into the tube. It was for life.

The procedure was repeated again on my left hand with the same painful results.

Before she released me I was injected finally with a pain killer into each hand. Within moments all I felt was a dull throb. My bladder had emptied itself without my knowing. She removed the butt plug that was covered with quite a bit of my shit. Next all straps were removed and I was allowed to sit up. I sat there looking at my palms with the metal cylinders through them and the flanges securing them. They were heavy as my hands felt different to hold up. Already a lot of swelling had begun. My fingers were tight to move, probably because of the moved tendons.

Now she showed everyone a stainless steel “D” shackle.

“This will be his new form of constraint. It’s very simple and useful.” she said.
“Place your hands together slave as though you are praying.”

As I did this she moved the shackle to my hands and pushed through a bolt which she then screwed to the other side of the shackle. My hands were locked in a prayer position with the “D” portion rising about 2 inches above my hands.

“As you can see ladies is is now well secure. The shackle can be chained from above to winch him up so he can hang by his arms. The bone in his palms will not fracture under his weight. His wrists may extend over time, however, the pain will be mainly in his shoulders as he hangs like that. He will be fitted to his breeding beam so that his arms are well spread and bolted before his sex can start. I believe Margaret, you will be the first to experience him like this.”

“Yes mistress, I can’t wait. I am so wet already having watched you.”

“Now, one other thing where this device is good.”

She unscrewed the shackle and removed it from my palms.

“David, stand up for me. Gayle, place the belt around my waist, not too tight but tight enough so it wont pass my breasts. Good, now David, place your arms around me and Gayle attach the shackle again so it is secured through the belt.”

I stood there against her as I was shackled up to her.

“There ladies, he is secured to me. It is a position some clients may want or can be used with slave girls…. I hope there aren’t any prudes here are there?” she asked.

“No Mistress.” was the utterance.

“Good. Ok David I want you to kiss me.”

I did as I was told and she responded back. I felt my cock stirring as this harsh and vindictive mistress rubbed herself against me. Before I knew it, I was pressing against her vagina and then she opened her legs to let me inside her. I instinctively pushed hard into her knowing all the other women were watching. She purred as I went deeper into her.

“Cum in me slave. I want your male seed in me.”

I ejaculated high into her as I was commanded to do. My penis pumped hard continuously for over two minutes as she swayed her hips and never let go of my mouth. She then breathlessly said to the woman watching as I continued to cum in her.

“This is how to have a fabulous climax. He is still filling me and is fastened to me. We have fitted smaller “D” rings to female groins. I think that’s the next modification for him so he can’t pull out until he is unfastened.”

She then came back to my mouth and mauled me as I kept filling her. She had climaxed so many times in four minutes. I couldn’t believe I was fucking this woman who had inflicted so much pain on me.

I was still descending further into a femdom controlled life. Women watched as I had sex yet again. I was a zoo animal now. A plaything and a breeding male slave.