His Decent into Slavery 9

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I forgot to say this series of essays that he has written has been encouraged by us for him to write. He has co operated all the way to enjoy his experience with us so far. I trust his experiences that he writes about are as interesting to you.

Chapter 9

My hood was left off when Sienna came to collect me. She was wearing a vibrant yellow dress that stopped women in their tracks. This lady was 200% class. In all my years of filming and working with the upper class in the UK, no one looked like her. My heart skipped a few beats, no, a lot of beats as she walked into the room. She looked around as though she was the top lioness. What had they done to her lion she implied with her eyes. With a look that could kill, she gathered my hands and took me away from that torture room. We nearly ran down the hallway to her apartment in the chateau. She opened the door and I felt as though I was home in a protected private happy place. She slammed the door and looked at me.

“What have they done to you my darling?” she cried. I stood there a bit confused.
My head was now bald and my eyebrows gone even though she had never seen my face. My four upper front teeth also removed. She walked around me.

“The OWK barcode is there now so you can always be tracked and Rebecca has gone to town with her mural of herself on your back.” she said. “She has really accentuated her breasts and vaginal lips in your tattoo of her.”

I hadn’t seen that yet. She carried on walking around me, checking every inch of my body. Then she touched my head.

“You realize you will always be bald little one don’t you?”

“Yes Sienna” I replied, “and my eyebrows are gone too.”

Sienna then dropped her eyes to my groin. It was here the biggest statement my wife could make. The “R” was still red raw. All my skin on my groin was inflamed. It was a deep burn that would produce an everlasting brand. Sienna kept looking at it. She saw my penis still in the plastic tube with only the head poking out from it. It was to be left on tonight and tethered again so it wouldn’t fall back on the burn during the night when I was sleeping.

“She has really claimed you. You will take this mark to your grave. No plastic surgery will ever remove this.” she said.

I was starting to shake now from the ordeal and the coolness in the apartment. Sienna saw this and lit the fire. The crackling and bouncing flames mesmerized me. Once the fire was established, Sienna looked at me.

“Are you hungry little one?” she asked.

I nodded my head. She turned around and said “unzip me please.” As I did so, her dress fell to the ground revealing her stunning body once again but enhanced by the glow of the fire.

“Help me with the breast harness darling.” she said.

“Darling?” that was new I thought. It had always been “little one.” I secured the straps around her and positioned the head harness just under her left breast. Her breasts seemed bigger than this morning. She moved to the center of the couch and sat down keeping her legs wide open. She was a Goddess.

“Come little one, stand in front of me.” she teased. I moved forward. “Stand between my legs and spread your legs so they touch mine.”

This was different I thought. My penis in its tube was now pointing straight at her face. She started fondling my balls. “These testicles aren’t going to be used for a while until your scar heals up are they?” she said mockingly.

“No, I guess not Sienna.” I stammered. “They’ll probably get quite full and start aching.” she said with a smile. “Now I want you to place your hands on your head for me.” she asserted. With that I did as I was told. It felt strange putting my hands on my bald head. I was always used to my hair.
“Look at me little one. When we marry I want a large “S” tattooed down the top your erected penis. This also will be seen by everyone but the difference is that while anyone who has sex with you has to kiss Rebecca’s “R”, they will have my “S” inside their vaginas.” She was clever, that was one up on Rebecca although the thought of the pain of that was again making me feel sick.
“I want you to wear a pure gold wedding ring for me but, I want it through the hole in your penis with it coming through the head of it. Females will love the stimulation of it on their clits and can thank me, Sienna, for that.”

My God, I thought, more pain and body modifications.

“Will accept my gifts little one?” she asked.
“Of course Sienna, anything for you.” I said. With that she started studying the head of my penis intently. It was quite bulbous sticking through the tube. She pressed her finger to it’s opening.
“Isn’t it amazing how your urine and sperm come from the same hole.” she said.
I guess I’d never thought of that before.
“All this attention to your penis and balls little one. How does it make you feel?”

“Very embarrassed Sienna. I still can’t get used to it.”

With that she kissed the head of my penis then played with my hole using her tongue. Then she moved forward and took all of me in her mouth. Her tongue played with my cock head. Then she moved my cock from inside her mouth and started moving it across her lips. By now I had pre cum starting to ooze out of me and she knew it. She placed my cock back her mouth and started sucking it like I sucked her nipples.

“You’d better stop Sienna as I might come. I don’t have permission to do this from my wife.” With that she sucked harder. Oh God, I thought. I am going to cum.
She grabbed my testicles and squeezed them. With that, I ejaculated into her mouth with a force I never knew before. She kept sucking looking up at me with those saucer brown eyes. I saw a bit of cum seep from her lips but she just kept sucking and swallowing. I must have hit the back of her throat with the force of my ejaculation. As my spasms finished she pulled my penis from her mouth.

“I’ve never done that before little one. You are honored.”
As she said that she licked a little more sperm that was still coming out.

“I want more of your sperm like this. I think I’m already addicted to it’s taste.”

She then moved to the corner of the couch. I moved over to her and sat down next to her. As I stretched out and placed my head over her lap, I felt a sting from my back where the tattoo was. She saw my pain in my eyes and carefully placed the harness over my head. Once my head was secured she pulled the straps up level with her breast. She looked into my eyes, further, into my soul, then she lowered her face and kissed my lips. It began as a soft sensual kiss. Then her tongue explored my mouth. My front teeth were gone and her access was easy. I flicked her tongue with mine which brought an instant response. Her tongue circled my mouth exploring my teeth. I played with her, my tongue catching hers. It was what a kiss should be. So intimate. Then she sucked my tongue with such a passion. I could feel her breasts pushing hard into my chest.
I was to feed from them in a moment. Then a primeval noise from her.

“Shit, oh shit. Oh God.” I felt a flood of fluid beneath me as she exploded with a massive orgasm. “Look how you make me react.” she said breathlessly.

With that she placed her nipple into my mouth and tightened the harness two notches. My head was turned and pressed hard into her breast. With a slight squeeze of her breast the milked flowed. It was easier to suckle from her without my front teeth. Even Sienna said this.

As I fed she played with the head of my penis and balls.
“I can’t wait to have you inside of me, giving me your seed of life, making a baby together. Our baby.” she said.

Then very casually she said. “Tomorrow you’ll meet your first breeding slave.” Of course you can’t breed at the moment but Rebecca wants shots of the two of you walking together around the gardens. There are some very beautiful areas here.”

That was fast I thought. I didn’t think this was going to happen for a while.

“Of course she’ll want close ups of the two of you to show to potential parents. The female slaves body and breasts will be photographed as well as your body and genitals.
Potential parents need to see the stock there child comes from.
Oh, and then of course the intimate photos. Parents need to see that the two of you are in love. You’ll enjoy that shoot. The hardest photo sessions for you will be when you are having your breeding sessions. Every potential parent wants to see that time when their child is conceived.”

I nearly choked on her milk as she told me this. I couldn’t see anything except a large brown breast in front of my eyes, so I couldn’t see her expression as she told me this.

“I so hope we don’t have an audience when we make love. It will be so humiliating for me.” Sienna said. “I don’t like other people seeing my private bits. Only you little one.” she said as she undid the head harness to transfer me to her other breast. I was nearly full already as she had produced so much milk today.

I lay there again feeding from this magnificent woman. She started talking again.

“When we are married I still will feed you my milk, but, I want to vary your diet. You’ll be taking my urine my but I want you to have my solids. I know this will require a lot of discipline on your behalf but you will get used to it’s taste in no time.” she said.
“Not every thing that comes from our bodies is waste. It will make me so happy knowing that my body will be keeping you alive and you’ll do it for me because you love me.” she stated.

My stomach rolled. I had heard about things like this but never thought I would have to experience it. It was true though, her milk was keeping me alive. I’m sure just urine wouldn’t. As I sucked her, her nipple seemed to grow in my mouth or maybe what she had just said had turned her on again. Her milk began to run out. She unclipped the harness and released my head. I sat up feeling very full. She removed the harness from her body and walked over to her private room. I heard the toilet flush and she walked back holding a small butt plug. My heart jumped. Some of her solids were on it.

“I want you to taste what I expect from you.” she said. “You are to open your mouth and suck my plug clean little one.”

I felt sick. I couldn’t do it no matter how beautiful she was.

“Open your mouth” she ordered.

I did as I was told and placed the plug across my tongue. It tasted rancid. I licked it off as fast as I could. She pulled it out and seemed pleased with my first effort.

“Very good little one, I will hand feed you this with a silver spoon. You will learn to enjoy it as it comes from your beautiful brown wife.”

I guess I had no option. Suddenly there was a knock on her door. It was Mistress whip.

“Is he finished Sienna?” I heard her call.

“Yes mistress, one moment” Sienna called back.

With that she dropped her dress over her body.

“Zip me up little one.” she asked.

I pulled the zip from her waist to her neck.

“Yes come in Mistress.” Sienna called.

Mistress Whip opened the door. Tonight she only wore a tight corset and high heel shoes.

“Thank you Sienna, I’ll take him now. It’s nearly past his bed time.”

With that she snatched my hand and pulled me out of the room and down the hallway towards my bedroom. We entered it. It was cold and uninviting. No fire, tiles on the floor with a drain hole and my spindly shaped bed with leather restraints. Three female slaves stood around it.

“Position yourself slave for your sleep.” Mistress Whip commanded.

I mounted my bed and placed my head on the rest.

“Arms out please.” the mistress requested.

The two slave girls near my head fastened my wrists to the outstretched restraints. Somehow the bed was lower. I noticed this because they leaned down to fasten my wrists and their breasts were dangling. It wasn’t like this last night.

Then then moved to my feet. I could see them glancing at my burn mark. They pulled my legs wide apart and fastened them too. The third girl attached chains to the cock tube I was wearing and pulled it and attached it to a metal slide that came out from under the bed I was on. This was to make sure my burn wouldn’t be touched by my penis as I slept.

“Slave” Mistress Whip announced, “These three girls will be your evening attendants. They will watch you throughout the night to make sure you are protected as you sleep. You are their responsibility. No one apart from your wife enters this room.”

I thought I was like a precious diamond on display. Or, maybe they had cottoned on to Sienna.

“Now a reward to your keepers slave” Mistress Whip stated.

With that each slave girl came to the the top of the bed and leaned over my head. Their breasts dangled over my face.

“Give them the satisfaction you give Sienna.” Mistress commanded.

I knew it, there was some jealousy and Mistress Whip was siding with my wife.

“Down further girl” the Whip commanded.

With that I took the slave girls nipple into my mouth and began sucking her. At first she flinched then offered her breast down again. All these girls had never experienced a male before so, I guess this was totally unnatural to them. I had to suck each nipple for three minutes. As one girl left, another presented her breasts. It was quite erotic having these slaves being commanded to do this. Mistress Whip spoke, once this formality had finished.

“You will all repeat this procedure each evening while you are his guardians. This will prepare you for motherhood as well as breast feeding your breeding partner in front of you here. Now I am to be thanked.”

With that she stood astride my head. Her groin was some twelve inches above me. I looked up at this totally naked vagina and arse cheeks. My head was now secured for the evening and I couldn’t move a thing except my fingers and toes.

“You will now worship me slave” With that the bed moved upwards, ever closer to her groin. My face moved right into her crotch. Her vaginal lips encased my nose.

“Lick me now” she commanded.

I did as I was told and within minutes experienced a huge gush of her fluids in my mouth and across my face. She made no noise. The bed was dropped and the urine funnel placed in my mouth. The chrome tube was placed into my penis where upon my own pee poured down into the bag. My bladder had been bursting.
The lights were turned down and the slave girls moved back into the shadows.

I fell asleep immediately but was awoken by my wife’s urine descending down my throat. She hadn’t even tapped me. I was left to swallow her pee for the next ten minutes. What had I become?
Tomorrow another experience to cope with.