His Decent into Slavery Pt 2

A well endowed Asian mistress stepped up to me. She stated.

“It is an honour slave, that lady Rebecca has requested your body in marriage as her slave and husband. Now read your contract to make sure you understand your requirements as her husband. I am Mistress Whip. You will answer my questions by saying yes I do Mistress or yes I will Mistress. Is that clear slave?

“Yes Mistress.” I stammered.

“Good, then we can commence. Quiet please everyone. As we can see our slave has no rights. His loss of clothing enforces this. He no longer owns his penis and sperm. He will be displayed to everyone and his penis and teeth will be altered to suit his new wife’s needs.”

She continued reading a scroll that was like a town criers.

“Your first wife and mistress will now always decide who has access to your sperm. Before we begin your marriage ceremony to mistress Rebecca, I have pre recorded my questions so as they can be translated to other languages for our international audience to understand.”

I was on a small stage. My genitals were basically level with everyones line of sight. Next some music started. There was a medical chair with stirrups just above the audience and about 10 foot away. My new wife walked in in time with the music. She was stunning wearing a white chiffon dress with straps holding it on to her body. Her breasts overflowed as there was no chest part to it. It was also very see through. It was obvious she was wearing no under garments. She proceeded to the chair and slid into the back of it. Everyone was watching her. She gently pulled up her dress and placed her legs across the chrome stirrups revealing her stunning vagina. It had been shaved, I guess for this occasion. She spread her legs wide making sure I had a perfect view of her vagina. A murmur came from the other women watching. She slid her finger inside herself and then presented it to her mouth. She licked her finger as though she had chocolate on it. My cock was straining within my harness I was wearing. She next nodded her head and a 4 inch tampon was given to her. She inserted it and twisted it round and round until it had disappeared deep in her vagina. She then stimulated her clit until she orgasmed. At this stage my legs had gone to jelly. What was going on? She then removed it and gave it to Mistress Whip.

“Open your mouth.” Mistress Whip commanded.

I did as I was told. The tampon was placed deep into my mouth.

It was sweet and yet spicy. It was a taste I hadn’t experienced before.

“Well slave,” Mistress Rebecca said, “Are you enjoying me?”

I blurted out “It’s beautiful mistress”

“Excellent.” she replied.

“Now look at my vagina slave.” she said. “This is the primary vagina you will look after. Your penis will rarely make it’s way inside me, but your tounge will. Your mouth will spend many hours here massaging my clit and drinking my urine from the source. Do you understand slave?”

“Yes mistress.” I garbled.

“Then let the wedding begin, and you can remove the tampon from your mouth” she commanded.

At this stage Mistress Whip took over the questions.

“Do you accept mistress Rebacca as your mistress wife?”

“Yes I do mistress” i responded.

“Do you accept you will always be naked after signing this contract?”

“Yes I do mistress” I repeated and so it went on.

“Do you accept that you will ejaculate your sperm in front of a male or female upon her or his command no matter where you are?”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept that your wife will now own your penis, testicles and sperm as her right in marriage?”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept her ongoing humiliation of you, including being dressed as a female?”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Will you drink her body fluids including her urine and vaginal juices?”

“Yes I will mistress”

“Do you accept circumcision and piercing of your penis so your cock can be controlled?”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept body modification of your genitals and teeth?

“Yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept severe punishment?”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept whipping by any mistress who wishes to do so for her pleasure?”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept cock and ball torture by any mistress who wishes to do so for her pleasure?”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept you will be a breeding slave and will have sex with any female slave presented to you?”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept having sex with an elderly female?”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept that you will be milked of your male seed in private and in public?”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept a she-male or male penis in your mouth or anus?”

“I er yes I do mistress”

“Do you accept there sperm ejaculated into your mouth and anus?”

“Er… yes I do mistress”

“And finally. Do you accept castration should you fail to provide us with children.”

“Yes I do mistress”

“Your mistress’s urine and a she-male’s sperm is here for you to drink tonight.
Will you take these fluids into your mouth?”

“Yes I will mistress”

“Your acceptance of slavery has now been recorded. The offering of your sperm to mistress Rebecca as her wedding present can now begin.”

And so, I stood there in front of about 30 people, all females.

I had a leather 5 gates of hell on my penis. My contract was there for my signature on a stool in front of me. My head was hidden under the leather hood, so no one knew my face or name. That was what they wanted. 2 glasses sat next to the stool. A glass full of urine and a shot glass of sperm. This was to be my marriage ceremony.

“Slave, you are about to commit yourself to a life of sexual servitude. Are you ready for this?” stated mistress Whip.

“Yes mistress.” I said. What else could I say? Being castrated was not an option as opposed to escape with my balls in tact.

Mistress Whip then moved to the side of the viewing audience.
She said.”Present your penis and balls to the stool. Rest your penis on the document and sign your name on the dotted line. Keep your penis in full view for the photographs.”

As I did this a volley of flashes went off. Their first male breeding slave and who knows how many females taking photos were to be a breeding partner. It was humiliation plus.

My photos are freely available from the mistress at her email. r.thechateau@hotmail.com She seems to gladly give them to anyone.

I signed my name, but still the strange “sperm mark here” wasn’t mentioned.

Mistress Whip continued. “Now place the glass of urine to your mouth slave. This represents your total submission to a female. Every female in this room has pissed into a collection decanter as we wanted everyone here intimately involved with your wedding. On my command drink it. Begin.”

It was a very large glass of urine . Everyone watching kept quiet. I slowly drank this bitter cold glass of salty urine. Each mouthful stung the back of my throat as I swallowed it. It seemed like forever that I was swallowing their urine. Eventually it was finished. … I thought it was all over but another small shot glass was left.

“Now,” she said, “I want you to put your nose to the small glass. Smell it, like your smelling a good wine prior to drinking it.”

I lifted it to my nose. I knew what it was, but I thought I would throw up especially if I had to drink it. No, they would just want me to smell it. Males don’t do that sort of thing.

“This is the seed of our she-male mistresses and masters. 10 of them have given their sperm to you to celebrate your wedding. You will also drink this.” mistress Whip announced.

My stomach turned over. God no, I thought! I can’t drink this.

“Now place it to your lips and tilt your head back. Now tilt the glass into your mouth.”

As I did so, it slowly flowed slowly into my mouth. The taste was revolting. I thought I would vomit. As I tried to swallow it, it kept hanging in the back of my throat. I swallowed and swallowed, but my new mistresses knew it would stay there. There was a snicker from the women as I tried to swallow it down. Eventually the glass was empty even though some of the sperm stayed in the back of my throat.

Mistress Whip continued the wedding.

“Now we will witness this male slaves semen ejaculate from his penis. The seed you are about to see will provide us and our clients with many children. You will also have the chance to see his penis fully erect so as you know what your vaginas will be experiencing later on. Please note how his first spurts are the most powerful.”

With that statement, I thought I would pass out with nerves.
And so, the next part of my wedding began.