Day 1

My 30th birthday was this weekend, and my wife said she had a special surprise for me. I had no clue what it would possibly be, but I was told to take an entire week off of work, and make no plans. That Saturday morning I was woken up with a big kiss.

"Morning hunny happy birthday".

"Thank you dear, can't wait to see what my surprise is. Can we start the day with some birthday sex?"

"Sorry - we need to get ready and get outta here soon. Go take a shower and get cleaned up. Be sure to shave your face, cock, and balls."

"Yes dear. Is there anything specific I should wear?"

"Nope, jeans and tshirt are fine - whatever you want."

I got ready, ate a quick breakfast, threw on some clothes and ran downstairs.

"Ready to go?"

"Yes dear, where are we headed."

"It's a surprise. I sure hope you like it. I put a lot of time and effort into it."

Little did I have any kind of clue what I was in for. We took a drive for about 20 minutes, and pulled into a parking lot next to an inconspicuous brick building. I hopped out of the car, and followed my wife towards the front door. When we got to the front there were no windows, only a solid metal door with a buzzer. My wife rang the bell, and a woman answered.

"Hello can I help you?"

"Yes, my name is Melissa, and my husband and I have reservations for the week with a 9am consult."

"Yes, we've been expecting you, come on in." came from the other size of the intercom. My excitement was building, and I followed my wife into the building. The lobby was rather nice, hardwood floor. The room was longer than it was wide, with a black steel security door at the opposite end from the building entrance. To the left was presumably the receptionist, dressed in business attire. To the right were two rich black leather sofa's.

"Have a seat and someone will be with you in a moment." Said the receptionist.

My wife and I took a seat.

"So this is your birthday surprise. You'll find out what it is in a few minutes, but remember two things. First, you can say no. I won't be upset, offended, or out any money at all. Second, I love you."

I was a bit worried at this statement - what did she sign us up for?

"I love you too, I can't wait and I'm sure you have a great surprise in store for me." I had no idea.

After about 5 minutes, the steel security door opened up and a woman walked through. And what a woman it was. I'd guess she was upper 20's in age, maybe low 30's. She had a tiny body with about a 34 C chest, and flowing blond hair pulled back in a pony tail. She was very pretty, but her physical appearance isn't what caught my attention. It was her choice of dress. She was wrapped foot to shoulder in a tight latex catsuit, which accentuated her body and left virtually nothing to the imagination. Her feet were in about 4 inch stilleto's, and a nicely boned leather corset was wrapped around her midsection, forcing her breasts to strain against the latex. With her hair pulled back in a pony tail and bright red lipstick, she looked all business. Of course, the riding crop she had in her hand helped matters. She looked to my wife and introduced herself.

"Hi, you must be Melissa. I'm Mandy."

"Hi, nice to meet you. This is my husband Tom. It's his birthday today, and this is a surprise for him. He doesn't know why he's here."

"Interesting. Ok then. Well, to you I'm Mistress. You're here because your lovely wife and presumably Mistress scheduled you for 3 days of slave training. Based on the notes here and our discussion, it looks like she doesn't want you to know the curriculum she picked out for you, but let's just say she enrolled you in some interesting classes. Since as a slave you'll obviously be fully restrained, we can't technically enroll you until you agree. Do you want to have the 3 days worth of classes and enroll in our slave school, or do you want to run home with your wife, tail tucked between your legs?"

"Remember what I told you hunny before she came out."

I was incredibly turned on. I had hinted to my wife that I was interested in being controlled by a pro-domme, but I didn't expect this. I was thoroughly aroused, and at the same time terrified. I did want to stay, and I wanted to make her proud.

"I'd be honored to stay and be trained for my wife and Mistress, Mistress."

"Good boy. We'll commence right away then. Strip completely and kneel at my feet."

I hesitated at her command. We were in a public lobby, and she wanted me naked. I thought at least we'd have some privacy and we'd go in back. Apparently my delay was not appreciated, as her riding crop found its way to my left cheek, not too hard but hard enough to grab my attention.

"This slave does need training. NOW SLAVE."

Not wanting to get slapped again, I promptly stood up and started to strip. First my shirt, then shoes, socks, and jeans, until I was left standing with an erection pointing through my boxers. Now I understood why my wife wanted me to shave this morning. Again I felt the business end of the crop, this time to my hard cock.

"I don't know why you sluts always stop at your boxers. ALL OF IT."

I pulled off my boxers and tossed them on the pile next to my wife on the couch. She was just sitting there smirking, taking it all in.

"Kneel. You won't be told twice again from here on out."

I dropped to my knees, legs together and waited.

"OK slave. Last time to back out. If you are here of your own free will, and wish to stay and be trained as a slave for the next 3 days, submitting to total control of your wife, and the staff of this company, lean forward and kiss my boots. If not, stand up, and leave with your wife. This is being recorded as evidence that you're not being kept against your will, and will be retained by this firm."

I leaned forward, and kissed the Mistress's left shoe. She stuck her right shoe out, presumably indicating to kiss both, so I did.

"Pay attention slave, because you're only going to hear this once. While you're at this establishment, you're to obey all commands by any Domme given to you immediately, the first time. This includes your wife. Rule two. If you're not otherwise bound in a way that prevents it, your legs are to be spread at all times, you're to be kneeling, and your hands held behind your back. Rule number three. If you're not gagged, you're not to speak unless spoken to. Rule number four and last rule, your safe word and song is happy birthday. If you're in a predicament you can't handle, say happy birthday and it will stop. If you're gagged, hum it. In the event you use your safe word, you'll be dismissed from the establishment with no refund. Do you understand these rules slave?"

"Yes Mistress."

A prompt crack of the riding crop came to the tip of my already hard cock.

"Then why are your legs closed and your arms folded?"

I promptly spread my legs putting my cock open to more punishment from this woman, and held my hands behind my back.

"We need to start to get you restrained anyway. Hon, would you like to strap him up or do you want me to?" Mistress asked, looking at my wife.

"You can, I think you'll end up doing a better job. I need to learn how to do this better myself. I enrolled in a few classes on domination and restraints. He gets away with too much when enslaved at home, and I definitely don't know how to tie him well enough."

"He won't get away with shit when we're done with him. Hell, he won't want to."

That statement worried me. With that, Mandy walked behind me, and quickly secured my wrists with a piece of rope behind my back.

"Lets give a quick check here. Ok Slave, your Mistress has that you're on a medication, have bad knees and therefore prolonged kneeling of greater than 5 minutes will become painful, and that there should be no permanent markings left on you. She noted you had a low to moderate pain tolerance, otherwise we have free reign over you. Mistress Melissa, do you want your slave to know what is in store for him?"

"No Mandy, I'd like it a surprise."

"Very well. Slave, do you have any hard limits, or anything you wish to say to your Mistress?"

"I won't tolerate scat or watersports. Other than that, what Mistress Melissa says goes. I want to please her. Mistress - thank you for this wonderful birthday present. I hope to make you proud."

"You already do slave. I can't wait to see you in action this week."

"OK Then. First up, we need to get you collared. I know you've been kneeling for a while, and that was a limit. All of your limits will be respected, and your safe word to stop something close to a limit will be tolerated. Anything else falls under the no refund policy. Do you need something to kneel on slave? We have a bit more to go."

"Please Mistress." Mistress Mandy grabbed a pillow from the couch and placed it on the floor just in front of me.

"Move onto the pillow slave."

I moved forward. Mistress Mandy then produced a chain and padlock, handing it to my wife. Melissa came over to me, and locked it around my neck. It was loose enough that it wasn't choking me, but tight enough that even if my hands were free, I wouldn't be able to remove it.

"You don't have the right at the moment to wear a proper collar slave, so you've been chained to show your ownership. All of the Domme's here have a universal key, and your wife is given a key to your collar as well. Her key and lock are individually keyed and numbered to verify ownership. Have you ever been gagged before?"

"Yes Mistress, on occasion. Mistress Melissa doesn't really care for them, so my jaw gets sore quick."

"We'll start you off with a trainer then for a while, with a 1.75" ball. I've heard enough out of you, open up."

I opened my mouth, and a panel style trainer gag was put on me. The straps were pulled snug behind my head and under my chin, plastering the ball inside my mouth and the leather strap tightly in place. A rather hard hit to my balls from her riding crop immediately followed, to which I cried out in pain. It was an extremely muffled cry, and the Mistress smiled and nodded with satisfaction. I looked at my loving wife, who looked a bit concerned, but still proud for what she had done.

It was then that it started to sink in what I had gotten myself into. I was kneeling naked, hands tied behind me in at the lobby of presumably a dungeon, able to be seen by anyone entering. I had given over control to one or more people who I didn't know, possibly to be kept without the supervision of my wife. I had no clue what they were going to do to me the next week, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. At home, I could manipulate my wife into letting me go, giving me punishment, giving me release. Here none of that would work. They didn't care. I was extremely turned on, and incredibly nervous. The end of a leash was clipped on my collar, and I heard a motor whir. I felt a tug on my neck, and followed it until I was standing.

Again a sharp crack to my erect cock. Shit, I forgot to spread my legs. I promptly spread them, and subsequently saw Mistress Mandy lock each in place with a pair of cuffs to rings bolted in the floor. How did I miss that?

"I'm tired of that cock of yours waiving around. Do you know what this is slave?"

She held a chastity tube in front of my eyes. I'd always wondered what it'd be like to be locked in one. I just wish it'd have been on my terms.

"Mfff MFfftrff." Into my gag I replied.

"You'll be locked in this here for most of your time here. Again, we all have universal keys to remove it, as well as your Mistress having a key to only your cock. Right now there's the problem of your erection."

I was afraid of what this would entail. I quickly found out when an ice pack was placed to my cock and balls. It was cold enough to almost hurt, and my cock quickly shrunk. Mistress Mandy definitely had some experience, as the locking ring and tube were on in seconds. The lock was applied and I was locked up before my balls even had a chance to warm up. I was of course turned on at the prospect of the chastity, and started to get hard again. Only this time my cock was met with resistance, and it was rather uncomfortable. Mistress Mandy noticed this and smiled.

"How does it feel slave. How does it feel to not be able to get an erection, not even be able to use your manhood."

I moaned into my gag, and shook my head no.

"Hahaha. One last piece for you." She held up a bulky metal ring, that looked to close with an allen screw. She opened it up into two halves. She grabbed a firm hold of my scrotum, and tugged my balls down away from my body. She then placed each half around my balls, snugging it up tight with the allen screws. Without an allen wrench, I couldn't foresee any way to get it off.

"As you've probably noticed, this device secures with allen screws. As we won't give you an allen wrench and there's no way to get one here, even if your hands were free, this device can't be removed. What you can't see are the two electrodes touching your ball sack. The device can shock at the push of a button, anywhere from a tingle to an incapacitating jolt."

I must have looked like a deer trapped in the headlights, as I'm pretty sure I looked over at my wife rather wide eye'd. Mistress Mandy noticed.

"The ring serves two purposes. First and foremost is to ensure your compliance and hand out punishment. If you disobey, you get shocked. Severity is up to the Domme you disobey. Second is for staff safety. We've had ... combative slaves in the past. In the event our staff is endangered in any way, you get dropped to the ground. We've only had to do that twice - you really have nothing to worry about. Mistress Melissa has a remote to shock you as she sees fit, and only works with your ring. The Domme's of this establishment have universal remotes for training. We can selectively program multiple buttons to different slaves, and shock each separately or a class as a whole. Mistress Melissa, will you please grab an arm?"

I didn't like where this was going, but bound as I was, there wasn't much I could do about it.

"Just to demonstrate, this is the lowest setting. As I'm sure you can see, it's not that bad, almost a pleasurable tingle. Some of our Dommes use this as a warning that a more painful dose is coming if the slave doesn't obey."

"How is it honey?" Melissa asked.

"I shrugged my shoulders and nodded my head, indicating Mistress Mandy was right."

"This is about half way up, and I'm told is rather painful, but not intolerable." She pressed the button, and my knees buckled. It felt like lightning ran through my nut sack. I could see now why she needed Melissa to grab an arm. What the fuck did I sign up for?

"This is average punishment if the crop and whip are ignored to bring the slave in line. An obedient slave will never feel that after today. When needed, the length can also be adjusted with the intensity. At the most, the low level tingle maybe used as a reward or torture, nothing more. The incapacitating blow I referred to is double that, and runs the risk of rendering the slave sterile. One other point to note, is that any slave attempting to escape will be hit with a jolt half way between what you just felt, and the sterilizing jolt I referred to. As a fail safe, the steel security door you see in front of you has multiple sensors to detect these devices. Any device which crosses it gets that jolt. Think of it as an electronic fence for subbies such as yourself. I suggest you obey."

I couldn't even fathom why someone wouldn't obey and use their safeword before that level of shock took hold.

"Ok. I think we're about set." Mistress Mandy freed my ankles, unclipped my chain collar from the ceiling, and replaced it with a short leash. "Come. You too Mistress Melissa."

I followed the lead, through the steel door. We walked into a hallway running to the left and right. Mistress Mandy pulled me behind her to the left, and walked me up to a door a few rooms down on the right, with Melissa following. She pulled a key out of the top of her corset, and opened the door. The lights must have been on a motion sensor, as they turned on seconds after walking in. I was astonished at the sight before me. It was a large room, with a few different aisles labeled running end to end. There were what appeared as a bunch of dog kennels, only they were occupied by various male and female slaves. It was one slave per kennel, and they were sparse. Two dog bowls at the far end, with a hole in the opposite corner and a blanket on the floor. The subs were in various levels of restraint. Some completely free, others bound head to toe. What was common amongst all of them is that they were kneeling, legs spread and arms behind them if they weren't tied that way, noses pressed against the cage doors.

"These are our kennels. Mistress was kind enough to pay for you to have a private jail cell, and requested that unless being punished, you're freed at night to move about your cell. These slaves' owners weren't as caring. For now, an empty kennel will do while I give your Mistress a tour. As you know, unless restraints prevent it, all slaves should be in this position when you see the lights come on. You'll come to know this as position one. This is expected when the lights come on, regardless of whether or not you think a Domme is coming for you or down your row. Ah. Here we go, an empty one. In slave.

I entered, and knelt down inside the doorway. Mistress Mandy closed the chain link door, applying a padlock to the latch. Mistress Mandy and Mistress Melissa exited, and moments later the lights went out. I tested my bonds further, and of course they were secure. Looks like I was gagged and bound for a while. I heard some of the others starting to chat.

"Hey new Jack, you gagged? Can you talk?"

"MMMPPH".

"I guess that's a no, haha." Came another voice. I heard them start to talk about their predicaments, how long they've been in the dungeon as captives, why they were there. Some were blackmailed by co-workers, some had to do it to avoid a divorce for cheating, and some were just truly submissive. I heard them start to chatter about some of the "classes". Male oral, female oral, obedience, anal. I was excited to find out what was in store for me. I moved around, and ended up sitting down to get comfortable, leaning lightly against a wall. I sat for a bit, maybe about 20 minutes before the lights came on. All discussion stopped, and you heard the clack and clatter of all of the locked up subs hurrying to kneel at the cage doors. I followed suit, not wanting my balls to take another hit. It turns out it was my Mistress and Mistress Mandy again, back to collect me.

"Ok slave, time to get you into your first class with your Mistress. Up."

I stood up, and the door was unlocked. Mistress Melissa attached the leash to my collar again, and pulled me behind her through the door and back out into the hallway. We made a left out of the room, and walked down the hall a bit, following Mistress Mandy. I noticed three key things. First, there were no clocks. Anywhere. I'm sure this was deliberate to fuck with the slaves mind and sense of time. Second was no windows. Again, probably so there would be no perception of time. And third, all the doors were the same. I mean exactly the same, and there were a lot of them. All heavier looking metal doors. All locking. All the same color.

I followed on my lead for a few doors, and was pulled into a room. A woman came towards me with a needle, and I tried to shrug away, but Mistress held me firm by the leash.

"Slave, this is not to poison or harm you. We need a blood sample to make sure you don't have any transmittable diseases. We turn around samples quicker than any lab, and it is required for your safety. Now stand still or be punished." I stood still, and let the creepy looking woman draw some blood. When she was done, I was again led out of the room, down the hall, and in yet another door.

This room was rather large, and had a bunch of other slaves and their owners lined up. Well, the slaves were. I was led over to a wall, and forced to kneel. My collar was connected with a short length of chain to an eyebolt in the wall. With the length and height of the chain, I could tell standing wasn't an option, and I definitely couldn't reach the clip to release it. Mistress Melissa went over to mingle with the other Masters and Mistresses. I looked down the line where I was. There were 9 other slaves, all with their hands bound behind their back, and collared. All were gagged, but with differing kinds of gags. Some had large ball gags, some appeared to have inflatable gags. Some had trainers, some did not. All were naked, and the lineup was half male, half female. All of us had chastity devices too. The men were locked in a tube like me, while the women had full chastity belts locked on them.

Along the same line, the Domme's in the room also were in different kinds of apparel. Some like my wife and Mistress were dressed in plain clothes, while others were in full fetish attire like Mistress Mandy. The Domme's milled about for about 10 minutes, and started to walk to a table. Each Domme picked up a stiff looking riding crop, then they walked back to us and stood next to their slave. Mistress Mandy addressed the room.

"OK, welcome to obedience class. This class is required for all new slaves to the dungeon and their owners. It teaches the various positions of submission, proper slave form, and submission. Please leave their gags in, and hands restrained, but release them from the wall."

All of the Domme's released their slaves from the wall, and attached the leashes. Apparently if not locked to something we were going to be leashed. They must have got some training as well earlier.

"Bring your slaves forward up to the line." We were led up to a yellow line painted on the floor.

"OK slaves, position one." I recalled this from earlier, and dropped to my knees and spread my legs. About half of the class did the same, but 3 of the women and two of the men did not. A chorus of riding crops swished through the air, followed by the crack sound of leather meeting flesh. 3 of them dropped to the ground, but two of the women did not kneel. Instead the shook their head and moaned into their gags. What were these girls thinking? Both had Mistresses controlling them.

"Sluts, you listen when told. Mistresses, punish them again with the crop, and if they still disobey, give them intensity 4 for 5 seconds."

"Yes Mistress Mandy" they replied. Another chorus of swats, and still nothing. You could see the hesitation in one of the Mistress' eyes, but the other readily and happily shocked her slave. Immediately she fell to her knees. I assumed the women had plugs or dongs of some sort in them, since obviously a ball ring wouldn't work. Seeing the first slave drop I think was enough intimidation for the second one, because they dropped right after willingly. Soon as the second slave was down, she let out a cry into her gag and hunched over.

"Mistress Sherry, don't be afraid to discipline your sub. I just gave her a level 5 for 5 seconds for her insubordination. A slave needs to be put in their place up front to learn their proper role. You won't cause permanent harm."

"Yes Mistress Mandy, thank you."

"OK Sluts, time to learn your submissive positions. As you're aware, kneeling spread, arms behind you is referred to as position one. Time for position two." Barked Mistress Mandy.

"Owners, please free your slaves hands. Slaves, do not even think about touching your gags. Remember, you have no say in things, and your body is property of your owner. If you don't listen, you'll be punished."

Mistress Melissa came behind me, and I felt her untying my hands. She removed the rope, but I held my hands still behind my back. Most of the other subs did the same, but the same one that refused to kneel, immediately reached for her gag when her hands were free. She was strapped into a large ballgag. Her hands were immediately batted a way and grabbed. Mistress Mandy walked over to the slave, and grabbed her wrists, holding them firm.

"Disipline your slave, level 6, 10 seconds." The Mistress controlling her looked at the remote, and pressed the button. The slave screamed against her gag, and slumped down to the floor. That had to kill. The two Mistresses swapped positions, and Mistress Mandy came back with a new ballgag and a lock. She grabbed the slaves ponytail, bringing her to a kneeling position by her hair.

"Slave, you need to obey. Disobedience will not be tolerated. I'm going to have your owner remove your gag, and replace it with this one. You will not speak, and you will not cause a problem, or you'll be disciplined further. Nod your head if you understand."

The slave nodded, eyes full of tears. The owner removed the slaves gag, and promptly replaced it with the new one. This one had a locking buckle, and it was locked firmly in place. A whack from the riding crop reminded the slave to get into position one.

"Slaves, let this be a lesson. We control you. Insubordination will be met with discipline and pain. Now, for position two. Position two is basically the same as position one, but your hands palm up on your knees. POSITION TWO!"

All of the slaves in the room moved their hands from behind their back, to palm up on their spread legs.

"Good, better this time. Now for position three. Position three is on your hands and knees in a crawling position. POSITION THREE!"

All the slaves in the room got on their hands and knees. My leash was always held by Melissa throughout the training, and I was proud to be on my knees at the end of her leash. Mistress Mandy went down the line, inspecting each slave. Occasionally you'd hear "head down", or a riding crop to a body with "back straight, take pride slut" following it.

"OK, I think you all got position 3. Let's move on to position four. Keeping your asses in the air, stretch your body out, hands crossed in front of you, lips on the floor. POSITION FOUR!"

I stretched out, keeping my ass in the air. My hands were far out in front of me, hands crossed, legs together. After a few minutes I felt a sharp sting on my ass. "SLUT, legs open. You keep fucking this up, I think you need a reminder. Mistress, level 2, length 5 seconds." I think my wife realized from our prior demonstration that if she didn't the Mistress would, and probably do it harder. She looked at me a bit apprehensively and pressed the button. I sharp jolt to my nuts, not intolerable but definitely far from pleasant. I moaned into my gag, and spread my legs.

"Good slaves. Time for position five. For position five I want your arms crossed behind your back, laying on your back on the ground, legs spread as usual. POSITION FIVE!"

I rolled onto my back, and folded my arms behind me, and quickly spread my legs. Looking over, all the rest of the subs did the same. I felt a light tingle to my balls, and judging from some of the moans around me, it was a group shock.

"Masters and Mistresses, please show your slaves their place, under you, by taking a seat on their face. Face towards me, crotch on their mouth, ass on their nose. They're not worthy of looking at you, your back should be to their eyes. Slaves, the tingle is a reminder we own you. Don't even think of struggling." Mistress Melissa hovered over me, and slowly lowered herself on top of me, placing her covered pussy on my mouth over my gag. I couldn't move. I was effectively held there by my Mistresses weight on my face, her legs on either side of me had my arms pinned.

"Dommes, please shift your weight back." Mistress Melissa leaned back, her ass smothering my nose, pussy on my mouth. I was having a hard time getting air, but I didn't move. I wanted to make Melissa proud, and make her look good. Judging from the moans and mmffffs around me, other slaves were having trouble breathing too. Then came the muffled screams. I'm betting they struggled, and got shocked or cropped. After a minute of silence, the Dommes got up.

"That wasn't too good for most of you slaves. Mistress Melissa, it seemed your slave did well with that. Did you put weight back and smother him?"

"Yes Mistress Mandy."

"It seems your slave wants to please. Good boy." I felt a tingle again in my balls, and saw a smirk on Mistress Mandy.

"OK, time for position six. This one Domme's is good for preparation. Sluts, six is on your stomach with your ankles crossed, hands crossed behind your back. POSITION SIX!"

All of us rolled over, crossed our legs and hands rather quick after that last exercise. The tingling in my balls stopped.

"Easy right? Now for 7. I personally like this one, as it leaves all the fun bits exposed. Position seven is standing, legs spread, arms stretched over head extended with wrists crossed. SEVEN!"

I stood, spread my legs wide, and crossed my hands far over my head. I kept looking straight.

"Slaves, when you're not blindfolded your eyes should be looking down at the floor. You're not our equals, you're our submissives. You do not look us in the eye."

I heard a lot of cracks of riding crops around me, and subsequently heard one right behind me as it met my ass, then my thighs, then my balls. I watched it come front and land on my stomach, my nipples. I didn't move to cover myself. I stood there exposed, and took it.

"Good number 9" I heard Mistress Mandy say to me. Number nine, I guess now I'm just a number in a line. I only knew she was speaking to me because I saw two sets of boots in front of me while I stared at the floor. "Mistress Melissa, don't be afraid to lay into it. Here, come around back." I heard the crop soar through the air, ending with a loud crack and fire on my left ass cheek. I moaned into my gag, but remained still. "Give it another try on the right cheek."

Mistress Melissa wound up harder, and landed a similar blow on my right cheek, again causing me to call out into my gag, but again I didn't move. "Good job Hon, don't be afraid to discipline your sub. Hell, do it whenever you want, remind them it can come at any time, simply because you feel like it and you're in control. He won't break, will you slave?"

"Nmm Mifftrff."

"Good slut. You could all learn a thing from 9 here. Most of you tried to cover up at first, but 9 didn't move. A slave doesn't move till given permission, even if they're not restrained." I smiled behind my gag. I wanted Melissa to have the best slave possible. Time to finish up. Last position, position 8. Slaves, 8 simply moves your hands from where they are now, to behind your back. POSITION EIGHT!"

I put my hands crossed behind my back.

"OK slaves, lets test it. Ready? POSITION 3!"

I dropped to my hands and knees, back straight. I heard a few cracks and moans, apparently everyone else didn't pay attention and memorize the numbers. I'm glad I did. I didn't dare to look to see who fucked up.

"FIVE!"

I moved to my back, legs spread, hands behind me. Again a chorus of cracks and groans.

"FOUR!"

I moved to my knees again, arms outstretched, head down, ass as high as it could go. I heard a simultaneous swoosh of crops flying through the air, cracks on skin, including my own. This had to have been planned.

"EIGHT!"

I stood up, legs spread head down, arms crossed behind me.

"Masters and Mistresses, secure your slaves and put them away. We're going to take an afternoon break and re-adjourn tonight."

I felt Mistress Melissa wrap rope around my wrists again, cinching them snug in the middle. I then had my leash pulled, and I followed my owner out of the room in a line with the rest of the slaves. We all headed back down the hall towards the kennels, only we took a turn with one other slave through a door before hand. I was now being led down a hall, with a row of small jail cells on either side. Someone I'd later learn to call Mistress Venom accompanied us down the row. We stopped outside of one cell, as the other Master and his slave entered. The slave had her collar locked to a chain cemented into the wall, which by the look wouldn't let her reach the door of the cell. Hers hands were freed, and her gag removed. She knelt in position one, while her Master left and closed the door. The Master left back through the entrance, while I was led down the hall to a cell a few down from the last slave. All the cells at the moment were unoccupied, although they all had numbers above them, and clipboards on the walls outside. I was led into cell 9, which presumably was because I was slave 9. Mistress Melissa led me to the back of the cell, where she untied my hands and removed my gag. I knelt on the floor in position one, and bowed my head.

"Make the slave say goodbye Mistress. You can see him later. You have a few of your own classes to attend." She held out her left foot just in front of my face, and I leaned forward to kiss it. I did the same with the right, and she then walked out of the cell, slamming the door shut behind her. I heard the click clack of shoes, until the door opened, then closed locking shut. The other slave and I were left alone for now.

"Hey, you there? My name is Jessica."

"Yea, I'm here, I'm Tom."

"How's it going, you just get here today? What you in for?"

"Yea, today is my first day. My wife gave me three days of this as a 30th birthday present. We've done some stuff at home, but nothing to this level. What about you?"

"I'm here as a present. My brother in law thought it'd be fun to train me for his brother for his 30th birthday. He caught me cheating with one of my husband's co-workers who he's apparently friends with. My husband and I have kids together, so he told me either I become slave trained and get turned over to my husband for his birthday, or he blows me in. I'm here for a week, learning who knows what. They wouldn't tell me. What you taking up while you're here?"

"Wouldn't tell me either. Other than this intro class, who knows?"

"You did pretty well in that class - you actually wanna be here then?"

"Well, I don't mind it. I'd rather be home, but yea, it's ok. I want to make my wife look good, make her proud ya know? You didn't do too bad yourself."

"Thanks. I really fucked up, I don't want to lose my kids or family. This is really the only option I see."

Just then the lights came on. We both shut up, and hurried into position one.

I heard a cell door open, and the unmistakable sound of cuffs ratcheting. I heard the cell door close, and something slide. I then saw Mistress Venom appear at my cell.

"Stay." She opened the door, and entered my cell. She walked behind me, and cuffed my hands behind my back. She left my cell, shutting the door behind her. A dog bowl with some food was slid in through the opening at the bottom of the cell door, and Mistress Venom was gone as quick as she appeared.

"What'd you get?" I asked

"Handcuffed behind my back, and a dog bowl of some kinda crap on the floor to eat. You?"

"Same."

Cuffed as I was, I had no choice but to eat out of the bowl like a dog. I slopped up what I could, and decided to go to the bathroom while I had a chance. Locked as I was in my chastity tube, I didn't really have to worry much about aim, as it was forced down. I flushed, and laid on my side on the cot in my cell. My cell wasn't too bad I guess. It looked like what you'd picture a jail cell to be comprised of. I had a cot bolted to the wall, with a thin mattress and cheap pillow. A combo toilet and sink in the corner, and that was it. There were various eyebolts sticking out of the walls, ceiling, and floor, but other than that, I had nothing else in there with me. We waited a while, before it was time for the next class.

That was the one thing that would take some getting used to. Time disappeared in this place. No doors, no windows, no concept of time. After what could have been ten minutes or ten hours, the lights came on. Myself and Jessica shuffled to our knees. I heard a cell open up, then a muffled mfmmpfpp, presumably a gag, then the cell closing. Then the clatter of heels on concrete, and Mistress Melissa and Mistress Venom appeared at my cell.

"Stay" came Mistress Venom. My cell door opened, and she came in and stopped before me. I sat for a minute just staring at the floor, her leather boots visible to my lowered eyes. A mild shock came to my balls, and I assumed Mistress wanted me to kiss her boots. I leaned over and kissed the left one first, followed by the one on the right. "Good boy." She disappeared behind me. "Open." I opened my mouth, and a spider gag harness was applied. It had about a 2.5 inch ring, with metal barbs hooking back around my face. It has straps that went over my head, around my face, and under my chin to hold it in. I felt a leash attached to my collar, and I stood up to follow Mistress Venom out of the cell. The door closed behind me, and I was pulled to my knees. "Greet your Mistress like a proper slut." I kissed Mistress Melissa's boots as well, before being pulled into a standing position again. "He's your slut, here ya go." I saw Mistress Venom walk off ahead, with Mistress Melissa pulling me in tow.

"Are you OK Slave, did they feed you?"

"Yef Miftreff. Fank You Miftreff."

"That's good slave. I think you may not like the next class, but it should be entertaining."

I followed my captors down what eventually I'd realize to be the hallway with various training rooms and dungeons. We passed a few locked doors, before entering one on the left. This was again a black room, but this time with furniture. There was a line in the back, we were the fifth pair of people to enter the room. I looked over and my fellow cell captive Jessica was standing directly next to me. She was stunning. She was taller than average, maybe 5'10. Blonde hair pulled back in a high ponytail. Her hands were cuffed tightly behind her as I expected, and she had on a similar ring gag as me. Her pussy was hidden behind a tall, tight chastity belt. Her 38 C's were very perky, and interestingly enough both of her nipples were pierced with rings. We stood there for a few more minutes, and three more couples of people joined the group, 9 in all. Again the class was split, half male submissives, half women.

We were again standing in a line in the back of the room, our owners behind us holding short leashes. We of course were kneeling in position one, heads lowered waiting for class to begin. In front of us were 9 horses. The top was padded, and they had running boards down both sides, also covered with padded leather. There were eye bolts everywhere, presumably for attaching us. All the way in the front of the class was a wall to wall mirror, which allowed us to see the entire class. This was kind of humiliating, being able to see and be seen by all of the other subs and Domme's that easy.

"OK Slaves. Welcome to the evening class, beginning cock sucking. In this class you'll be taught how to start to properly take a cock in your mouth, bring it to ejaculation, and clean it after." Mistress Venom said it very matter of fact, and it took a minute to settle in. I started to pull at my cuffs and shake my head. I definitely didn't want this. A few of the other slaves I could see felt the same way. I started to stand, but a quick and very painful jolt to my crotch made me re-think that move, and I stayed on my knees. Mistress Venom started to walk the line of slaves, starting with me.

"Problem slut. Do you think you have the choice to leave?" Again, a sharp jolt to my balls.

"Nmm Miftreff. Sommy Miftreff." I replied.

"Any of you other cock sluts feel the need to try that dumb move again?" Obviously, no reply. I felt Mistress release my handcuffs from behind my back, and I kept them there in fear of more punishment.

"Good. Slaves, POSITION 3!" We all got on our hands and knees, and a few seconds after followed our leads, crawling forward to the bondage horses. I followed Mistress Melissa's lead, up onto the horse. She pulled me laying down length wise, legs kneeling on each side, arms bent at the elbow. I felt some rope around my right ankle, followed by my left. After a minute I gave a tug and they were firmly plastered down. Similarly Mistress came around front and secured my wrists. It was pointless, but I gave a tug and yep, nothing. I was secured on my stomach straddling the horse, legs and arms firmly attaching me to it. But it didn't stop there. When Mistress was done in front of me securing my arms, I felt something cold at my backside. My first reaction was to clench, but bound as I was there wasn't much I was going to do to stop it. I felt a ball slide past my sphincter, and a metal rod between my ass cheeks. I felt a bit of a jiggle, and then my head was pulled back so I was looking forward, now at Mistress Venom, smiling ear to ear. I tried to relax my head, which resulted in the straps pulling into my face, and the metal snugging up in my ass. I realized I had an anal hook put on me, and tied to my spider gag harness to hold my face forward and mouth accessible. Bound as I was, there was really nothing I could do to prevent a cock in my mouth. I struggled, pulled, moaned. Nothing. I could hear other slaves around me doing the same, realizing the fate in front of them. Use their safe word, or be face fucked. There was no other option. Looking at myself in the mirror I couldn't believe where I was or what I was doing. I was bound, naked in a classroom in front of complete strangers, about to be used as a hole for a cock to fuck. I was thoroughly humiliated, yet incredibly aroused. Of course, the prison which my cock was locked into held firm.

I wanted to make Mistress proud. Using my safe word simply wouldn't happen. If this is what she wanted, this is what I'd do. I mentioned to her once that I always wondered what it'd be like to be used by a man. I didn't think she'd really do it. I also kinda figured if she did, it'd be on my terms and I could stop it if I didn't care for it. I tried to think back on what other "fantasies" I'd share with her, and what I may be in for. The sound of Mistress Venom's voice snapped me back to the class.

"OK Domme's and slaves, welcome to the Dungeon's beginning cock sucking class. Today we'll be going over the basics. How to take a full cock, how to tease a cock head, how to properly swallow a load of cum, and how to clean up the person being serviced.

"First things first, this is Master Joe. Next to Mistress Venom from the back of the class appeared a well toned white male. He was completely naked, cock semi flaccid, and completely shaved. As you all are aware, everyone in this Dungeon including the staff have been tested for communicable diseases. No one is allowed to participate in any classes with fluid exchange which did not pass the screen. As you can assume, you all passed with flying colors! Master Joe here is going to start by teaching all of you little cock holes how to take a cock, one by one while the rest watch in the mirror. Won't that be fun?!" Mistress Venom asked. Silence. Then a lot of loud groans followed by a chorus of slurred "Yes Mistress"'s from behind spider gags, presumably after a class genital shock. I know my balls were aching.

"That's better sluts. Remember, speak when spoken to. Now, lets see, who do we have here. Ahh yes, slave gizabelle." Who knows if that was the poor girl's real name, but a petite Asian woman was led up to the front of the room by Mistress Venom. She of course was locked in a chastity belt, collared, and gagged. Unlike the rest of us, she only had on a basic ring gag. She was led to the front of the room in front of Master Joe, and pulled to her knees. A chain was lifted from the floor, and locked to her collar. The other end was locked snug to a bolt on the floor in front of her. 3 more were secured on the back and both sides of the collar, chaining her to the floor by her neck. Her handcuffs were raised to the small of her back, and locked to the chain behind her. It looked rather painful, but she didn't complain. Master Joe approached her, cock now firm and erect.

"Watch closely sluts. If you just try to take a cock like little gizz'y here will show you, you'll promptly gag. Slave, do not swallow." Master Joe stuck his cock in the slaves mouth, and after maybe 1/3 of it was in her mouth, she started to wretch, pulling at her cuffs and chains. "Now, if you keep swallowing while you take the cock, it should be able to get in almost all the way. For some of you fuck sluts that have practice and bigger mouths, it may even make it all the way. Slave, properly take my cock this time." Master Joe again stuck his dick in her mouth, but this time you could see her thoat continuously swallowing, and Master's cock made it to the point where his balls were resting on her chin. "Good slave. Now. I'm going to walk the line one by one, and help teach you whores how to take a cock in the face. We'll start with number 9."

Shit, that was me. Master Joe pulled out of gizabelle, leaving her chained to the floor, and walked over to me. "9, I'm going to simply put my cock in your mouth. I want you to continuously swallow as often as you can, as I put it in your mouth. Understand?"

"Ymmf Maftr." I replied. Well, this was it, I didn't really have much choice, I was going to take my first cock in the mouth. He grabbed both sides of my gag, and slowly pulled his cock towards my mouth. Dunno why he grabbed hold, it's not like I could move at all. I took in his head first, and it didn't really taste half bad. Going down on my wife all I could taste is her aroma, but I guess cocks didn't taste bad at all. Although I didn't have cum to taste yet. He kept pushing into my mouth, and once he started to get in a bit deep I started to swallow. I kept swallowing, and he kept pushing, till his cock was at the back of my throat. I started to wretch and struggle against my bonds.

"Swallow slut, breathe through your nose, you're fine." I followed his instruction, and was able to keep going, taking in all but a few inches. He pulled out. "Good boy. Not bad. Was this your first cock?"

"Yeff Maffter." He left me and slowly went down the line, slave by slave till he fucked every one of their faces.

"Not bad slaves. Now for the fun part. Part of the benefit of continuing to swallow is that when the person you're servicing cums in your mouth, you'll be ready to take it down. I see we have 5 male Domme's in the room, plus myself makes 6. 3 of you whores need a cock to service. Mistress?"

Mistress Venom walked out of the door, and came back a few minutes later with three submissives trailing behind her on leashes. All of course were cuffed behind their backs, cocks locked in chastity, and balls with the electric rings. "These three have been well behaved, and their owners gave them permission to cum. First things first, gotta get them quiet. Open sluts." All three men opened their mouths, and Mistress Venom strapped on panel style gags, which had fairly large rubber cocks on the inside. She pulled the straps tight, digging the cocks deep in their mouths. "Can't have your cock sucked without sucking a cock slave. Rules are rules."

"Excellent. I'll take number 3, why don't you put them on 5, 6, and 9."

"Sounds good." I could see Mistress Venom remove their chastity devices, and their cocks sprung immediately to life. Mistress Venom led them on their leashes to each slave, me getting the last one. I couldn't see what she was doing to them from the angle I was bound in the mirror, but it looked like they were actually tied to each sub. The guy I ended up with was clean shaven, like every other male in the place. His hard cock was waving in his face. Mistress tied a rope around his balls, and pushed him so the head of his cock was just inside my mouth. Mistress tied the other end of the ball rope through an eyebolt, pulling it tight. The slave couldn't leave my mouth. He was effectively restrained from his balls preventing him from pulling out.

"OK whores, time to get face fucked. Do the best you can. Technique and proper cock handling is covered in our intermediate class, which some of you coincidentally are already enrolled in. For now, do the best you can. As motivation and a reward, the slave that gets their cock off first and completely cleaned up will get to have their chastity device removed, and pleasured by the last one to get their cock off. It'll be their owners choice if it's oral, anal, or vaginal. Now slaves, the clean up. Swallow and gobble up as much of that cum as you can, since you'll be expected and required to clean up what you miss. That includes your lips, and wherever your tongue can reach. Sluts with sluts fucking their face, obviously since their cocks are tied in your mouth, you can clean what you can reach, and ignore your face. The slaves tied in your mouths haven't cum in weeks, so you'll be at an advantage as it should be relatively easy to get them off. However, you'll also be at a disadvantage as they'll have a ton of sperm to shoot in your mouth, and therefore you'll have a ton to swallow. You'll be cropped the whole time by your owner to even the playing field, and 3 seconds per puddle will be added to your time for drippage."

"OK. On your marks, get set, FACE FUCK!" Mistress Venom was correct. The slave in front of me went to work immediately on my face. I remembered what the Master said, and kept swallowing. I eventually realized after a few strokes I only really needed to swallow on the end of the stroke when he hit the back of my mouth. I wanted to win and make my Mistress proud, and I also wanted some release. My cock had been struggling against its plastic prison the entire day. This was compounded by the fact my Mistress wife didn't let me cum for the week prior, telling me to save it for "birthday sex." I thought to myself, what feels good to me on the rare occasion I get some oral? I know Mistresses' tongue feels good on the head of my cock, so I started to focus on swirling my tongue around the slaves cock head every time he got into my mouth. After a stroke or two, I caught a glimpse in the mirror of Mistress Melissa winding up with the riding crop just before it hit my ass. I moaned into the cock that was being shoved into my face, continuing to go at it. I could see a bit in the mirror down the line, but most of my view was blocked by pelvis. After only a few minutes, I could feel him starting to twitch. I had a feeling this was going to suck - no pun intended. Mistress Melissa was still laying into my ass with the crop, and the slave burst into my mouth, screaming into his gag. He pushed all the way in, and unexpectedly held it there. I swallowed fast, starting to choke on his semen. He started to pull out and I gulped up more, before he shoved in again, shooting more of the sticy goo down my throat. I kept swallowing, a bit spilling down my chin and onto the floor. Shit I thought - I gotta get it all up. It tasted pretty bad. Salty as the women claim, and really thick.

"OOH BOY - ONE COCK POPPED ALREADY! Good job number 9." He finally stopped shooting into my mouth after the third stream, and pulled out as far as he could. I didn't want to lick him clean, but I did want to cum myself, and I knew I was the winner at the moment. I licked his cock methodically lengthwise in passes, cleaning it off completely. The slave moaned into his gag, pulling back a bit stretching his balls. "We have our winner - number 9 made his slave cum and cleaned him up well. Now to see who's going to suck his cock." Mistress Venom came over and untied his balls, quickly re-applying the chastity device before he had a chance to grow again. He was led to the side of the class and leashed to an eye-bolt in the wall, leaving my view unobstructed to watch the rest of the class in the mirror. I glanced behind me, and my Mistress was grinning a rather big smile, arms crossed with riding crop in hand. I'm glad I made her proud, and more glad I'd get to have an orgasm soon. I was hoping deep down it would be at least with one of the 5 women in the room, but would fuck just about anything at the moment. I had never been so turned on by being used as I was today, and my cock was aching for freedom.

The slaves slowly got their men to orgasm in succession. In the end, it ended up with two - slave 8, or Jessica as I had come to know her, who was rather beautiful as I have mentioned, and slave 2, a male slave around the same age as me. I could see the last two start to compete - odds are neither wanted to take two loads in one day. Both subs it seemed started to cum at the same time, but the slave pumping the face of Jessica must not have cum in a long time, because he was going twice as long as the sub in slave 2's face. Slave 2 had his sub cleaned up just as Jessica started to clean hers.

"TIME! Slave 8, you're a pitiful little cock sucker, and have earned the right to take two cocks here tonight. Mistress Melissa, would you please release your slave from his horse?" Mistress Melissa came over to me, and released my rope holding my head up, and pulled out my anal hook. My arms and legs were subsequently freed, and I was allowed to stand. My hands were quickly pulled behind me, and the familiar sound of ratcheting handcuffs rang out, securing my hands firm. To my surprise the spider gag was removed, but it was quickly replaced with a panel style cock gag. I guess sucking cocks was the theme of the night. I was led to the front of the room, in front of Jessica.

"Mistress, please free his cock, and I'll take it from there." Melissa pulled a key out of her bra, and undid the padlock holding my cock prisoner. The chastity device was removed, and my cock immediately came to full attention, finally freed from its prison. Similar to the rest of the slaves who got sucked off, I found a rope being pulled snug around my balls. I wasn't sure how to react to this. Since my wife and I have been married, I haven't had any type of sexual interaction with anyone but her. At the same time, I suppose I didn't have much choice, and after all - she did free my cock. My balls were bound snug, and I was pulled forward until the head of my cock was in Jessica's mouth. My ball rope was bound firm to the rings on the front of the bondage horse. I definitely couldn't pull away - but why would I want to? I looked tentatively at my wife and owner, who just smiled and gave a slight nod. I was a bit self conscious; I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I slowly started to pump into her mouth. Gentile at first, but getting firmer and deeper with each stroke. I built up a rhythm, and could feel Jessica swallowing with each thrust. I wanted to warn her when I was close to cumming, but gagged as I was, that wasn't possible. I started to pump into her faster, forgetting about the eyes on me and concentrating on the feeling in my cock. I closed my eyes and after a few minutes started to moan quietly into my gag, as I exploded into Jessica's mouth. Not having an orgasm in a long time, I thrust deep into her throat, giving her a big load. She started to choke, which brought me back to reality. I pulled back far, rope pulling at my balls and waited a second, before I felt a riding crop on my ass. "FINISH SLUT, she'll figure it out." I kept pumping into her, cum dripping out all around her face. After a few more pumps I was spent, and let her lick my cock off.

When Mistress Venom was satisfied I was adequately cleaned, I watched as she untied my balls from the horse, and quickly replaced the chastity device on my now limp, spent cock. I was re-leashed, and led to the back of the room, where I was chained to the wall by my collar. Mistress Venom pulled all of the Dommes aside for a talk, while all the rest of the subs still lay bound. After a few minutes, each owner went to their sub and released them. All were similarly restrained as me, cuffed behind their back, gagged, and collard. We were led out of the room in a line. Myself and Jessica were led back to our jail cells, while the rest of the slaves were presumably led back to the kennels. Mistress Melissa led me into my cell, where I promptly dropped to my knees and spread my legs. I could feel my gag finally being removed, and my cuffs as well. I was left in my chastity, chain collar, and ball shocker.

"OK Slave, I'm headed home for the night. I hope you had fun today. More fun tomorrow. Have a good sleep."

"Thank you Mistress, Love you." I replied. I kissed her boots as they were held out to me, and she turned and left, slamming the cell door shut behind her. A few minutes later, I heard what I assumed to be Jessica's cell door also slamming closed, and the room went dark.

"Tom, you down there?"

"Yea Jessica"

"What the hell, when's the last time you came?"

"Sorry about that. My Mistress hasn't let me cum in over a week. I had quite a bit built up. I tried to go easy, but it was met with a riding crop and a command to keep going."

"Yea I noticed. Don't worry about it. God I haven't felt so humiliated in my entire life. Forced to be basically a fuck hole for two men I don't even know. God if I could I'd just use my safe word and leave, but I love my kids too much. How did you handle it?"

"I was pretty self conscious at first. It's a bit awkward as a guy to get face fucked. But I was bound, helpless by my wife's choosing. She wanted me to do it, so I did the best I could to make her happy. After a minute or two of realizing I really had no choice in the matter, I actually made it a point to win because my cock was begging to be released from the week of denial, and I wanted some head."

"I guess that's a good way to think about it. I'm pretty beat, I'm going to try to go to sleep. Kinda uncomfortable here, but what can I do."

"You bound"?

"Yea. I was left with my hands tied pretty snug behind my back. My legs are what I learned to be frogtied, and I'm on the floor. Seems a bit overkill but my collar is chained to the wall as well. Dunno where I'd go. You?"

"My Mistress gave instructions to allow me to be free at night. Other than my chastity device, electric ring on my balls, and my collar, I'm free to move about. Don't know I"ll be doing much sleeping still, but I'm going to try. Night Jessica."

"Night Tom."

I tried my best to sleep. Sleeping with my cock and balls locked up was new to me. I'd doze for a few hours, then wake to a lot of pain in my groin due to my cock trying to free its prison. Then I'd fall back asleep and repeat the cycle all over again.


Day 2

Time didn't exist in my cell, all I knew is that after a while the lights came on. I scrambled into position one, and I could hear Jessica trying to do the same. I heard something slide on the floor, then a pair of feet in front of me.

"Stay."

My cell door opened, and Mistress Mandy came in, and cuffed me behind my back. A dog bowl of slop was placed in front of me, and then as quick as she entered, my cell door was locked and I was left alone again.

"Slop"? I asked.

"Yep. You still free?"

"Nope. Got cuffed behind my back. Guess all my meals are going to end up with me on my knees, cuffed, face in a bowl."

"Seems that way."

I did my best to clean my bowl with my hands bound behind my back. Just as I was finishing Mistress Mandy came back with Mistress Melissa. Both Mistresses entered my cell. Mistress Venom removed my bowl, while I kissed Mistress Melissa's feet. Mistress Venom came back in, and I kissed her feet as well. Mistress Melissa disappeared behind me, and after a minute I saw a big red ball in front of my lips. I opened my mouth, and she pulled it in snug, pulling the straps tight behind my head. The ball sunk in my mouth deep, and with my hands locked behind my back, there was no way to spit it out. A leash was attached to my collar, and I was pulled out of my cell. Jessica was leashed to the wall in front of me, and Mistress Mandy grabbed her leash, and pulled her along as well. She was cuffed behind her back and gagged the same as me. Both of us trailed behind our respective Mistresses.

Mistress Melissa looked especially beautiful and domineering today. Her hair was pulled up in a high ponytail. She had on a tight fitting black top, which had a window over the top of her breasts. The sides came up to a collar, which secured the front of her shirt to her neck. She had on a short black skirt, matched with 5 inch black stiletto heels. I was impressed, amazed, and a bit intimidated by the way she looked. She never looked that controlling before, and it was hot. I could feel my cock straining for freedom as I watched her ass sway back and forth at the other end of the leash, as she led me down the corridor. We entered another classroom. This one was again all black, with what I would soon learn to be smothering benches. The room had 10 of them. This one also had provisions around the outside of the room for securing subs, as well as rings in the floor spaced equally apart, and yet again mirrors surrounding the room.

All of the slaves were pulled to the series of rings on the floor. Mistress Melissa pulled downward on my leash, and I followed it to a kneeling position. I felt my ankles being wrapped in leather, followed by a lot of locks clicking shut. A quick pull of my ankles after, and I realized they were locked to the rings in the floor. I felt leather cuffs being placed around my wrists as well, again being locked into place before my metal handcuffs were removed. Those too were pulled behind me, and I felt a chain being pulled up to them. I pulled at my restraints and learned that my hands were also secured to the floor behind my back. Finally Mistress Melissa placed a tall posture collar around my neck, forcing me to look straight ahead. A quick glance in the mirror in the front of the room and I could see the rest of the slaves in the room were bound in the same way. 7 of the ten slaves in the room were men, and the remaining 3 which included Jessica were women. Only one of them had a dominatrix attending with her.

"OK Sluts, welcome to the intro to pussy eating class. I'm Mistress Mandy, and I'll be your instructor for the day. Slut Jessica back there is my slave for the day. Today you're going to start to learn how to properly pleasure a woman. First things first before we get you slaves bound and learning - a proper demonstration. Don't go anywhere." I could see Jessica start to pull at her restraints, but obviously they weren't going to budge. Mistress Mandy disappeared for a few minutes, and eventually returned with yet another sub in tow. This slave was hooded with an open mouth hood, rendering her blind, but able to use her mouth - had it not had a huge red ball wedged in it. Her hands were cuffed behind her, and she was led to the front of the room.

"One." The slave promptly dropped to her knees, legs spread. Mistress Venom walked behind the slave, and undid her cuffs.

"FIVE". The slave crossed her hands behind her back, and laid down on top of them. Mistress Mandy removed the slaves ballgag, and placed a small leather pillow under her head.

"OK sluts, pay close attention. Today you're going to learn to properly service a pussy. Domme's, first thing to pay attention to is the direction you're facing. Unless you want to reward the slut, you should be facing their feet. Facing the opposite direction gives the slaves a nice view of your pussy and tits - unless their blindfolded of course like this one. Facing the other direction gives them a nice view of your ass, and depending how you lean, a smell of it as well. Additionally, facing the other way gives you the proper direction for genital punishment." Mistress mounted her slave, ass on the subs nose.

"Now, if you want to punish or smother your sub, or grab their attention - simply lean back like so." Mistress leaned back, and the sub started to squirm as she ran out of breath. "Additionally, you have better access to pussy and breasts for punishment." Mistress slapped a tit on the sub, and she started to lick.

"This slut has been trained that a slap on the left tit is to start. Two slaps means to speed up and lick deeper. Three slaps is to start to suck. The right tit is one slap to slow down, two slaps to stop. You can train your slut however you want, but today is to get the basics going. Sluts, the proper way to start to eat out your Mistress, Mistress's friend, or anyone else for that matter that she tells you to eat, is to start by tracing the lips. This will get the woman you're servicing started."

Mistress Mandy held a camera at her crotch, which displayed what the sub below her was doing to her pussy on a tv that appeared behind the mirror. Bound as we were with our posture collars, we had no choice but to watch. We watched the slaves tongue go up one side of the Mistress' pussy, then back down the other, over and over. After a few minutes of this, you could see the Mistress' lips start to glisten with wetness. Mistress gave a sharp slap to the slaves left tit.

"Now Domme's, once you feel yourselves getting adequately wet, you can have your slaves increase their speed. Today we'll give this command verbally, and disciple insubordination with pain through shock. At home, you can decide how to handle your sluts speed and technique. Personally, I prefer the tongue in me, and as you can see, this slave with the second tap has been trained to start licking the inside of my cunt, flicking my clit every so often." My knees were starting to hurt, but I didn't dare move and interrupt the Mistress. I pulled at my chains and shifted my weight a bit.

"Now, she's starting to feel really nice, so I'll give her another whack. Pay attention sluts. As your Mistress approaches climax, you're to pay more attention to her clit." She whacked the slaves left tit again, and she started to suck and flick the Mistress' clit with her tongue. Mistress squatted lower at this point, grabbing the slaves nipples and pushing down on her face. The sub had to have a hard time breathing, but she just kept on going. Mistress Mandy didn't go too much more, before she threw her head back and grinded her hips into the sluts face. I guess that's why she had the pillow there. She rode her slave for a minute while we watched, and then got up.

"OK, now for your guys turn. Some of you won't have the freedoms this whore did. Your trust hasn't been earned, and therefore it's ring gags for you. The rest of you may have your mouths free to properly service your owners at their discretion. All of you will be bound to the floor, heads locked in the smothering boxes while hooded like the slut you saw here. Hope none of you are claustrophobic.

Mistress removed my gag, unbuckling it and pulling it completely away. I felt something on the top of my head, and a second later my vision went black as Mistress Melissa rolled the latex hood down over my face. I felt it snug up around my neck. My posture collar was momentarily removed, and the rest of the hood rolled onto my neck before being buckled under the posture collar when it was re-applied. I felt my hands being freed from the floor as I could move them side to side, and my legs being unchained as well. I felt a tug on the front of my collar, and shuffled on my knees behind the leash. I was gently pushed onto my back, my head lifted, then lowered. I felt cushioned padding on all sides of my head - top, sides, and back. After a moment I felt pressure on my face as well, and between my posture collar and head locked in the box, I couldn't move it at all. My mouth was free, as I could easily breathe presumably through the hole in the top of the box, but that was about it.

I felt my hands being pulled up to the sides of the box, and then secured there. My legs were spread, and locked to the floor. I was completely immobile, head facing up through a hole in a box about to service my Mistress. God I was horny. My cock was fighting the cage which held it captive. To my surprise, I felt it being released, and immediately spring to life. I had a feeling this wasn't for my pleasure.

I felt pressure on my lips, and could taste my wife, owner, and Dominatrix on my lips. I felt a sharp crack of the crop to the tip of my cock, and started to lick. I did as I was instructed, slowly up one side, then back down the other. My Mistress was completely void of hair which was a nice surprise. Must have gotten a wax job. She never was willing to do that before. I focused on what I was doing, slowly up one side and then back down the other. I could feel my Mistress start to get wet, and I wondered if I should move on to the next step. A minute or two more, and another sharp crack to my cock. I stopped what I was doing, thinking I did something wrong. A crack to my balls with the crop and a moderate shock immediately followed, with another crack to my cock. Apparently whipping my cock meant to move on to the next step. I started to fuck my Mistress pussy with my tongue, licking and caressing the inside of her pussy, back and forth. Oddly she didn't taste too bad today, and I was extremely aroused at being chained up and forced to service her this way. I flicked her clit randomly with my tongue, while I kept playing with her lips. She started to grind into the opening in the box, and I felt another whack to my rock hard cock, right on the head. I started to pay attention only to her clit, licking, flicking, and sucking. I felt the pressure on the mouth opening of the box become more pronounced, as she ground into my face. I could barely breathe, but kept going on my Mistress until she exploded on top of me. I felt her juices flowing into my mouth, and a slight tingle to my balls. I kept going and going until a sharp sting of the crop was felt on my balls. I just lay there, chained immobile while my Mistress recovered. I couldn't hear much of anything with my head encapsulated in its prison, but I hoped she had a good orgasm. I felt Mistress get off of me, but I was left chained, presumably until the rest of the owners and Domme's had cum. Eventually my erection subsided, and soon as it did I felt a pair of hands locking it back into its plastic prison.

After what felt like forever, I could feel my legs being released from the floor. My hands were released next, and then the box was opened and I was helped into a kneeling position. My hands were quickly locked behind my back, and my posture collar and hood removed. I looked around the room once my sight came back, and could see a lot of subs with sticky looking faces, and a lot of spent looking Dommes. I was leashed, as was the rest of the class, and led back to my cell. Mistress Melissa opened the door, and led me in. I knelt, and she gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"Good job slut, that felt great. I'm going to leave my juices all over you for now so you can get used to my smell and taste. You'll be doing that a lot more in the future. Kiss me goodbye for now, it's lunch time."

I thought I was going to get a real kiss - I should have known better. A boot was placed in front of me and I kissed it, followed by the other. Mistress left me hands cuffed behind in leather cuffs, and locked the cell door. A few minutes later I could hear the click clack of stilettos, followed by another cell door opening and closing. Then the lights went dark.

"God that sucked. I can't believe I just was forced to eat out a complete stranger."

"Sorry - I actually enjoyed it. Granted I wouldn't have minded getting off too, but I liked pleasuring my wife. Obviously a different story for you."

"I'm not really sure how much more I can take. I've been forced to suck cock, eat pussy..I'm not sure what else they can do to me, but I'm not sure I can take it."

"Yea, but think of your kids. I mean what, you suffer through this and then what. Your brother in law turns you over to your husband "a trained slave". Odds are he won't force much of anything on you will he?"

"I'd like to think not, unless my brother in law tells him what I've done and they use it against me. I don't know if the marriage is worth that though. I guess I'll have to ride this out and see what happens."

The lights came on, and Jessica and I both scurried onto our knees, legs spread and heads lowered. A dog bowl was slid under the bars again, again filled with the same slop. Whoever slid it in quickly disappeared and the lights were out again.

"Gruel?"

"Yep. Can't wait to stop eating this shit. One more day I think and then my wife takes me home."

"Just think of me. I'm trapped here for a week."

"Yea, that definitely does suck. Oh well, better eat while we can." I leaned forward, and carefully ate the slop out of the dog bowl in front of me. Same boring, bland taste as always. Whatever Mistress was paying for this place certainly wasn't going towards the cuisine. I finished licking up my food, and took a piss. Just as I was finishing up the lights came on. I quickly ran back to the middle of the cell, and knelt down again.

I heard the cell door down the way open and close, and then heard what I guessed to be two sets of heels coming my way. My cell door opened, and a leather boot was presented. I kissed it, and then the other. A leash was applied to my chain collar, and again I was being towed out of my cell by my owner. Again, Jessica was next to me, but this time being towed by what I'd later learn to be Master Mike. Master Mike was a white male, in his early 30's I'd guess. He wore black leather pants, and a Domme collar around his neck. He had a well toned body, and a decent bulge in the front of his pants. With a Male controlling Jessica this time, I could only imagine what we were in for.

We were led to a classroom again, and this time it was similar to the last. There was a mirror wrapping the front of the room, and a place in the back of the room to tether subs. This time there were a bunch of bondage benches again in the middle of the room, but different from the last. There was a long, padded bench about waist height that ran the length of one's torso. It was supported by 4 legs, with various o rings and attachment points down the length. At one end, two arms went up, then at a 45 degree angle outward again. The outward portions were padded. I didn't like the way this looked.

Mistress led me over to a bench. Again, there were ten benches. Must be the class size here is limited to ten, because this seemed to be a reoccurring theme. A big red ball appeared in front of my face, and I opened my mouth to accept the gag. Mistress Melissa pulled it in tight. I tried to spit it out but it wouldn't budge. My hands were freed from behind me and I was pulled to lay down on the bench. My head went on one end, and I laid lengthwise on it. My legs were lifted up onto the arms that outstretched in the 45 degree angle. Basically you can think of it as laying on a chair that was flipped on its back. My legs were tightly strapped down. My ankles had leather cuffs attached to hold them down. I was also restrained both above and below the knee with leather straps. Next Mistress came and grabbed each wrist and pulled them down the legs holding the bench up. They were locked with a padlock to o rings on each leg, holding them lowered at my sides towards the floor. A thick leather strap was placed around my neck and waist, holding me immobile to the bench. What was interesting is when I looked up, I could see that the roof was mirrored as well, and I could see the rest of the subs.

"OK sluts. I'm sure most of you won't really care for this class, which will teach you how to take a cock in the ass. But, bound as all of you are, I don't really see much happening to stop it."

"Shit, I didn't like this at all. I pulled against my restraints hard, but they didn't budge. I mentioned once to Melissa that I always wondered what it'd be like to have my prostate massaged or to be double stuffed - one cock in the mouth and one in the ass. I never thought she'd actually go down that road though. I was going to find out I guess what the ass felt like, since I wasn't about to cry uncle. Crying however is what Jessica was doing a lot of. She was in tears, tugging at her bondage which didn't give. She of course couldn't move, but yet didn't use her safe word. Master Mike didn't tolerate it for very long, as I heard a yelp and then she came to a halt. Fast. I assume she got shocked. I could see Mistress Melissa walk next to me towards the back of the room, but ended up going out of view. After a few minutes she was back in sight, with a menacing looking strap on snugged up good and tight to her waist. She looked amazing, and intimidating. She had changed into a leather catsuit, with her breasts heaved up and almost out of her top. Her arms were clad top to bottom in leather, and I could see what appeared to be latex gloves on her hand. Hair again was up in a pony tail, her blonde hair a stark contrast against the shiny black latex encapsulating her body. To complete the ensemble, she had on knee high leather stiletto boots. She reached into a small jar next to my bench, and started to stroke the large plastic phallus strapped to the front of her. The rubber dick glistened with lube, matching the shine of her catsuit.

I watched the roof, and could see the room of submissives all similarly restrained as me. Surprisingly this class was mainly comprised of female slaves, myself and one other guy being the only males. Most of the Dommes were men - not surprisingly paired up with all the females. Myself and the other male slave apparently would be getting fucked with rubber today. I watched in the mirror as their Domme's unlocked their chastity belts so they would have access to their asses. They left the strap around the waist locked, but let the protection plate drop down.

"OK Those in control, listen up. I'm assuming most of your slaves are anal virgins. First thing we need to do is get their assholes a bit stretched and lubed up. Start with some lube on one finger, and stick it firmly up to your second knuckle in their ass. Lightly wiggle it in a circular pattern, then pull it out. Slowly fuck your slave with one finger in this manner for a few strokes, then add a second finger. Repeat the process and then add a third. Slaves, I suggest you do your best to relax your assholes. The more relaxed you are, the easier and potentially more enjoyable this is for you. Domme's, spend about 5 minutes doing this, please begin." Master Mike commanded.

Well, this was it. I watched in the mirror over head as Mistress Melissa stuck her middle finger in my ass. I took a deep breath and tried to stay relaxed as she entered. I felt the finger slide in deep, and then start to wiggle around. I involuntarily clenched, which made Mistress just wiggle harder, and caused me discomfort. I made myself relax again, and she slid the finger out. She slowly fucked my ass with her one finger for a moment, before stuffing in a second. I didn't think this would be a big deal, but it was quite different. I could feel myself being stretched further. I moaned into my gag and pulled at my restraints, but Mistress just kept going. She looked up in the mirror, a smile on her face. I saw her reach behind her, and momentarily later there was a constant, moderately intense shock on my balls. I was starting to get aroused, I had never felt so dominated. She fucked my ass for a few more strokes with two fingers, before she added her ring finger. This was uncomfortable, borderline painful. I pulled at my restraints, but they didn't give. She stroked and swirled around three fingers, before pulling them all out and disappearing from my view. I saw the rest of the Domme's walk away in the mirror, followed by a chorus of snaps as they presumably all removed their gloves.

"OK, now for some real cock. Men, feel free to actually fuck the ass of the sub in front of you, while the females obviously will need the use of a strapon. Feel free to begin, and obviously stop when you feel like."

I watched in the mirror as the row of Dommes approached their slaves. You could hear the clang, clunk, and jingle of subs pulling against their bonds to no avail. I just sat there, waiting for the inevitable. There wasn't really much I could do about it after all. I wasn't going to use my safe word, and I wasn't going to be able to change the circumstances. I looked up in the mirror as Jessica was sobbing. Master Mike was approaching her, his long hard cock making its way towards her. Poor woman was basically about to be anally raped in order to keep her kids. Then again, she's the idiot who put herself in this position. I was focused on the long, bald cock approaching her ass when I felt something cold and hard on my own back end. I snapped back to my own predicament, to see Mistress Mandy start to push her way in. At first it wasn't bad at all, but as the rubber went deeper into my ass, it became very unbearable. Mistress kept pushing in until I felt the rubber nuts pressing against the back of my ass, before she slowly pulled out. At least the discomfort wasn't permanent due to the fucking.

Mistress slowly fucked my ass, occasionally looking up at the mirror and smiling at me. I could see the rest of the class getting reamed as well, all with varying looks of distress on their face. You could tell some had done this before, while others were having their virginity taken in this realm. I started to watch Domme by Domme increase speed, until they spent their load deep within their submissives asses. Instead of simply replacing their chastity belts and locking them into place as they'd been removed, I watched each Domme first apply a rather large butt plug to their sub, before locking her pussy away again. This in effect would keep the Masters load within the sub. I felt Mistress building up speed at the same pace the rest of them did. I couldn't help but think to myself at least I wouldn't be stuck taking a load. Boy was that wrong. Apparently this dildo was the type that ejaculated when the user pressed a button to release it. Mistress built up speed, and to my surprise I was shortly taking a warm load in my ass. I moaned into my gag and jumped, but it was too late at that point. Mistress held the cock in me, while it spent its fake cum deep inside my ass.

Unfortunately, Mistress also followed suite with the rest of the Dommes. I watched in horror as she pulled out the dildo, and replaced with a rather large butt plug. My wonders on how she planned to force me to keep it in were soon answered. She appeared again with a leather harness. She unlocked my cock from its prison, and of course it quickly came to life. She slid a ring over my cock, and pulled balls and the electrocution ring through as well. A strap went from the bottom of the ring, between my legs and came up behind me. Mistress pulled straps forward on the sides, and attached them to two other straps in the front with buckles. Unfortunately these buckles locked, and trapped the plug deep inside so that even if my hands were free, there was no way it was coming out. I felt a quick slap to my cock from a riding crop, followed by a medium intensity shock to my balls. Almost immediately I was limp, and Mistress was applying my chastity device again. The ring went around my cock and balls, then the cage was again slid up my cock and locked into place. Between the chastity device holding the ring of the plug harness in place and the straps around my waist, there was no way to get the plug, or the fake cum load out of my ass without my Mistress' approval.

I looked in the mirror, and the other male slave appeared to have the same done to him. Once I was re-secured in my cock and ass bondage, Mistress released my ankle cuffs, as well as the straps holding down my upper legs. She then released my waist and neck, and finally unlocked my wrist cuffs. I was helped to stand, but soon as I was on my feet my hands were pulled behind my back, and locked together again. This time I also had a short set of ankle cuffs applied, which limited my stride. As usual my leash was reapplied, and I was led down to my cell. This walk was a lot more different. Due to the short tether between the ankle cuffs I was forced to almost shuffle, which caused the plug in my ass to bobble around a lot.

We got back to the cell row, me in tow behind my Mistress, Jessica again in tow behind Master Mike. I was led down to my cell, where I knelt. Mistress removed my gag and the lock holding my hands cuffed behind my back, but left my ankle shackles and butt plug harness in place. I kept my hands behind my back like a good slave, and kissed the boots that were presented to me.

"You were a good boy today slave. You made me very proud. I have a special surprise for you in a bit. See you in a little while."

With that she left, slamming the cell door closed behind her as usual. I quickly inspected the harness which held the invader in my ass, but as I guessed it was extremely snug, and locked in place. There was no removing it. I started to pee, when I heard my friend from down the way.

"Tom?"

"Yes Jessica?"

"God that was horrible. Just when I didn't think it could get any worse, I have some strange guy buried to his balls in my ass. Then to add insult to injury I still have is load up me, and I can't get it out! I think I'm going to use my safe word, this isn't worth it."

"You sure you wanna do that? Is the pain of losing your kids for the rest of your life really worth grinning and bearing some sexual humiliation and discomfort for what - 3 more days? You've already come this far and put up with this much."

"Yea, I dunno. I guess you're right. Thanks - this is just so ridiculous. I mean, we have no control over anything that happens here."

"Yep. I get turned on by it though, and have someone I trust dishing it out at least. You are in a crappy situation."

"Yea, thanks for the reminder."

"Hey, you're the one that cheated, not me."

"True, sorry, you're right. So you get off on this huh?"

"Yea. I like pleasing my wife, I like not having control. It's almost relaxing to me, but yet extremely exhilarating not knowing what she's going to do next, and knowing that I can't stop it anyway."

"Wow - yea I guess that could be interesting if you have the right person to share it with."

"That's the strange thing. She typically hates this stuff. I have to beg her to do it all the time. This was my surprise for my 30th birthday. It seems she's getting into it though. She's definitely dressing and acting the part, and I'm catching smiles here and there."

"Well that's good, maybe you have some slavery to look forward to down the line at home."

Just as she was saying that we heard the corridor door open. We both scrambled to our knees, heads bowed and hands behind our backs. I heard the heels clicking down the hall, but they didn't stop at Jessica. Instead two pairs came to me. I heard my cell door open, and saw 4 feet in front of me. I kissed all four.

"Stand slave."

I stood up, and Mistress Venom was there with Mistress Melissa. I was led over to the odd wall with all of the eye bolts. Each mistress grabbed a hand from behind my back, and locked a piece of thin chain to the rings in them. My hands were raised up and out, and the chains were threaded through the eye bolts. The chains were pulled down, and pulled through another pair of eye bolts in the bottom. My legs were grabbed and spread, and the ends of the chain locked to the o rings in my ankle cuffs. I was now held against the wall in a taught standing spread eagle.

Mistress Melissa held a heavily padded cock panel style gag to my mouth. I opened up, and she strapped it in snug. I pretty much was thoroughly silenced, and Mistress had me completely immobile. I saw Mistress Venom open a package, and lay it on the cot. It had a large needle, some gauze, and a bottle of a liquid. I started to pull at my chains, and shake my head no. I looked at Mistress Melissa, and she looked a bit concerned, but just slowly nodded her head in reassurance. Mistress Venom came to me and put some of the liquid on the gauze, and wiped both of my nipples. They tingled a bit, but that was nothing to what came next. I put 2 and 2 together and realized I was about to be pierced, and just went with it. I was curious what Mistress Melissa planned to do with them, and they could always be taken out. I just closed my eyes. I felt Mistress Venom place the needle against my left nipple, and in one quick motion shove it through. I screamed into my gag, which of course came out in a little more than a grunt. I opened my eyes, and watched as Mistress Venom was placing a ring with something small dangling off of it through my nipple. She took the gauze and wiped up the blood. She then methodically moved over to my right nipple, repeating the process.

"OK. Two down and two to go."

Two to go! What the fuck! I moaned into my gag, looking at Mistress Melissa. She was smiling, looking rather proud of herself. Mistress Venom lowered herself down, and removed the lock on my butt plug harness. I felt her remove the lock to my chastity tube as well, and my cock was now freed from its prison.

"I'm going to remove the plug harness slut, but you better hold that plug in or else. You understand?"

"Mff Miftreff." This bitch scared the hell outta me, there was no way I was going to disobey. I felt the straps pull away from my waist and between my ass cheeks, and the ring leave my cock. I clenched onto the plug to keep it in. I could feel her swabbing the skin between my balls and my asshole. I felt something pinch me there, which made me jump a bit, and pull the skin down.

"I'd hold still slut, we don't want me to slip and miss because you jumped do we?"

I tried to not move, as I felt the needle pierce my skin. It hurt like hell, but I didn't move an inch.

"OK. Last one. Your Mistress wanted to give you an option on this one since it's a bit more intense, and a bit more ... permanent. The last piercing is a Prince Albert. Grunt once in your gag if you're willing to accept it, twice if you are not."

Shit. I had a feeling this one would hurt. I heard it makes your piss fly everywhere when you go, and you're better off sitting. At the same time, I heard it makes sex amazing. Plus, it'd give Mistress another attachment point for me, assuming she wanted to use it for that. I thought about it for a moment, but I could tell they were both getting anxious and tired of waiting. It must have taken some real thought and courage for Mistress to even consider doing this to me, and I didn't want to scare her off, or make her upset, so I opted to do it.

"MMMPH."

The Domme's looked at each other, smirked, and moved forward. Mistress Venom swabbed the needle and the head of my penis. At the same time, I felt a vibration in my ass that was pretty strong. This plug must double as a vibrator as well. At least it caused a bit of a distraction.

"OK slut, on three take a deep breath. One, two, three."

I took a deep breath and held it as the needle went through the head of my cock and out the side of the shaft. I was seeing stars, yet held still and kept quiet. Mistress Venom removed the needle, and replaced it with a metal bar.

"Good boy slut. We're going to release you from the wall. When you're not restrained between now and when you leave, you're to make sure these piercings are all kept clean. Also you're to move the rings up and down regularly, as well as rotate the bar in your cock to ensure everything heals well and moves freely. Do you understand?"

"Mff MFftrff."

"Since your cock is newly pierced, we can't lock it back up properly. You'll notice an infrared camera outside your cell door. It can see into your cell in the light or dark, and someone will be monitor it all times you're locked in here. Attempt to pleasure yourself, and you'll get a shock to your balls from the higher end of the shock spectrum, understand slave?"

"MFf Miffftrff."

I knew she wasn't kidding, and I didn't dare touch myself. I didn't really think I had much to worry about though, since my cock was throbbing, along with my nipples and taint. The Domme's removed the locks from my wrists and ankles, and removed my gag. I dropped to my knees with my legs spread, hands behind my back.

"Slut, I'm going to leave. You can say goodbye to your owner for now. Once she leaves you can remove the butt plug and use the toilet. You'll have ten minutes before someone comes back to replace it. Understand?"

"Yes Mistress Venom."

"You like your piercings honey?"

"Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress. I'm not sure about the Prince Albert, but I do like the rest. I think they'll prove to be interesting and keep me on my toes."

"I'm glad you like them slave. I thought I may be pushing you too hard, but I thought you'd look good in them, and have brought the idea up before. Look at your nipple rings."

I looked down. Hanging off the rings were small medallions. My right nipple said "Property of" and the left nipple had the same medallion that said "Mistress Melissa."

"Nice Mistress. I'm proud to be owned by you."

"I gotta get going, I'll see you in a bit. Say goodbye properly."

I kissed her boots, and she left, locking me in. I really had to shit, and took the opportunity while I could. Unfortunately while I was sitting there, Jessica chimed in.

"Tom, you ok?"

"Yea, just taking care of some..um, business. Sorry. A bit akward, but yea."

"OH, sorry - wanna still talk, I don't mind."

"I suppose."

"So what just happened?"

"I was chained to the wall in my cell. Both my nipples and the skin between my balls and asshole were pierced with no input from me. I was then asked if I was ok with the Prince Albert piercing my Mistress wanted to give me."

"Wow. So she forcibly pierced you?"

"Yea, but I was given the option on the one that would pose the most problem if I changed my mind later."

"What exactly is that Prince one?"

"The side of my cock was pierced so that a piercing can be inserted in the tip of my cock, and back through a hole in the shaft. It can be used as a tether point, to lock my cock better into a chastity device, etc. Due to the side hole, it's a bit more permanent, and I'm glad my wife asked me about it first."

"Shit, that's intense, did it hurt? I didn't hear you shout at all?"

"That's because they had me pretty securely gagged. I screamed into it, but nothing more than a muffle came out. It hurt pretty bad, but it's not too painful now. It should be an interesting feeling when they all heal. I wonder what she plans to use them for."

"Who knows. I just want outta here."

As Jessica was saying that the lights came on. As usual wanting to avoid punishment, we dropped to our knees in position one. The usual bowl of slop was pushed under the cell bars. My hands weren't currently cuffed, so I sat on my cot, and held the bowl, picking up the food with my hands to eat it.

"Gruel?" I asked.

"Yep. They never uncuffed me after that last class either. You free?"

"My hands and ankles have leather cuffs on them, but they're not connected. I'm eating on my cot and shoveling the food with my hands. I assume you're kneeling and eating out of the bowl from the floor?"

"Yep. Been forced to eat this way ever since I came to this miserable place. I think they're making me eat like this intentionally to humiliate me. Sadly, it's working. I've been forced to eat like a dog since I got here. Hopefully the practice doesn't continue when I go home."

"Don't look at it that way. You don't have to cook, free food, and it's a challenge to eat. Don't let them get to you."

As I was saying that, I heard the cell hallway door open again. Luckily I had just finished eating, and quickly hopped into position 1. Just as I got into position Mistress Venom, Master Mike, and Mistress Melissa appeared at the door. I quickly lowered my head and the cell door opened.

"How are your piercings slave."

"Ok Mistress Melissa. I rotated them once and made sure they were clean."

"Good slave."

"Mistress Venom disappeared behind me, and locked the leather cuffs together. A leather blindfold quickly followed. The blindfold was very wide, and had a hole cut in it for my nose to pass through. It was leather, and padded on the inside. Mistress strapped it snug behind my head, and I felt a hood being drawn over my head and strapped around my neck. The hood was pulled snug, and I could feel an opening at my mouth. Finally, I felt a ballgag at my lips. I opened my mouth, and it was pulled in deep. I felt a leash being clipped to the front of the collar on the hood, and I stood up to follow. I was led out of the cell area, but from what I could tell, I didn't hear Jessica coming with me. I followed my lead down a corridor.

I was led to a stop, and my hands were raised behind me. I felt a bag style binder being put on them. I felt the bag go over my arm, and then all of a sudden straps were being snugged up over my shoulder. I tried to push my arms down, but they held fast. I followed my leash, and I felt myself being tugged up. I climbed up onto a padded platform, and was gently lowered down. It was a bondage horse similar to before. This one however had a hole for my cock to pass through, and I was thankful that it was there due to the new jewelry. Unfortunately after my cock and balls were passed through, I felt a type of stock being closed in on them and locked in place. Basically I was bound to the thing by my cock and balls, but it didn't stop there. I felt something small being latched onto my newly adorned nipple rings. I gently pulled up, and felt a sharp pain in my nipples. Finally, I felt someone touching the top of my hood. I heard a click, and my head was pulled backwards. My ballgag was removed and Mistress Venom spoke.

"Slave, as I'm sure you've noticed by now, your cock and balls are trapped in a stock on the padded bondage bench you're on. Additionally, your new nipple rings are locked with small chains to o rings on either side. Attempts to move quickly will be met with severe pain. Your Mistress set up a unique experience just for you tonight. You will be experiencing your first double penetration. You will not be ring gagged, and you're expected not to bite the cock in your mouth. Remember that we own your balls, any misbehavior will be met with severe punishment. Do you understand slave?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Good. You will have two well hung domme's using you tonight. That is all, let the fun begin."

Almost immediately after I felt a cock at my lips. I opened my mouth, and the Master slowly started to fuck my face. It was a gentle in and out for only a couple of strokes, and then it disappeared. Just as quick as it was gone, a different, thicker cock was at my face. I started to suck on this one as well, but was quickly distracted by a cold feeling at my ass. The cock in my mouth was shoved in deep and held, while a hand applied lube to my asshole. Just as I felt like I was going to start to choke, the cock started to pull out as a cock started to push its way into my ass. I tried to relax my muscles to accept the invader. This was extremely uncomfortable, as this real cock felt a lot larger than the fake one Mistress had in me the other day. I felt it push in far, as the cock in my mouth was shoved back in again. Both cocks made their way into me, and I was close to chocking on the one in my mouth again. I started and continued to swallow while the guy behind it pushed it all the way in till his balls were slapping my chin. The guys must have been timing their strokes, because I felt a ball sack on my ass as well, and then they started to pull out.

They kept this rhythm up, in and out together. I started to concentrate on the cock in my mouth, stroking the shaft with my tongue as it pulled in and out. After a few minutes the tempo increased, in and out of my face and ass. I started to lick the shaft more, swirling around the tip of the cock as it exited and re-entered my face. The guy behind me started to build tempo as well, which in turn caused some torture to my cock and nipples as they were jarred from the force.

I felt a pair of hands grab my waist, and pump harder. At the same time the cock in my face was building speed now, ignoring my tongue. Basically I was just two holes for these guys to shoot their load into. The cock in my ass erupted first, which caught me by surprise. The guy held himself in, then started to pump again. I felt my ass starting to fill with warm liquid, and it made me a bit uncomfortable. When my wife and Mistress filled me, it was at least her, and it was fake. Bound and blind as I was, I had no clue whose real juices were flowing into me. Distracted as I was, I was brought back when I started to feel the cock in my mouth blow up. I saw this one coming a bit, as I felt the cock start to twitch on my tongue. I eagerly swallowed up the cum the best I could, not wanting to disappoint the two women I presumed to be in the room. The guy in my ass finished up first, and I started to clean up the cum covered cock in my mouth. I licked the shaft clean, starting base to head in a lengthwise fashion, licking up the spent juices.

"Good boy slut." I heard Mistress Venom say.

"Thank you Mistress." I felt another cock at my mouth, this time though it tasted like rubber. I opened up and let it enter, and felt the now familiar feeling of the gag strap being pulled snug behind my hooded head. Unfortunately, I felt another invader at my back. I relaxed and let it slide in, feeling it expand until it was seated firmly in, and my sphincter grabbed a hold of the small rod at the base.

"We're not going to strap this plug in. We expect you to hold it in on your own. Clench your ass on it, understand?"

"Mff Mifftrff" I managed around my gag.

I felt my cock trap being released, then keys at both my nipples. I felt my hood being released, and I was helped to lean back to a sitting position. I felt a leash getting clipped on, and I was pulled off the horse. I followed my lead, still hooded and blind, gagged with a rubber cock, hands locked behind my back in the binder, and my ass plugged. Eventually I was led back to my cell, and pulled down by my neck into a kneeling position.

"After you hear your cell door shut, you may remove all of your restraints that you can. Empty your bowels out as well, as you'll be replugged shortly. Now be a good boy and say goodbye."

I leaned forward until my blind, gagged face felt a shoe. I pushed onto the second shoe, and then felt hands behind me release bag style binder holding them together, followed by the lock holding my wrist cuffs together. I waited, and heard my cell door slam shut.

"Tom, hey, what'd you just get back from?"

"MFFFF"

I reached around, and removed my penis gag. I rolled off the leather hood, and answered Jessica.

"I assume you saw how I was bound as I passed by your cell. I was locked into one of those horses again, this time with my cock in a vise and my nipples locked by chains. I had my gag pulled out, head locked back, and took a cock in the ass and mouth at the same time. Double penetrated. After I was filled in both ends, I was replugged and led back." As I was saying that, I was hovering over the toilet removing the buttplug. Unfortunately my leather cuffs were actually locked on. "Please ignore the sounds you're about to hear. I need to clean this crap outta me."

I proceeded to empty my bowels, both from the gruel as well as the large load of cum I was forced to keep in me. It sounded rather disgusting, and felt about the same. I cleaned up, and chatted a bit more with Jessica.

"Wow. Did you like it, how did it feel?"

Before I could answer, the lights came on, followed by heels clicking on the concrete. Jessica and I promptly shut up, and hopped into position one, heads bowed. I heard my cell door open, then bang shut. Mistress locked herself in with me. This couldn't be good.

"OK slut, time to get you ready for bed." Boots were presented, and I kissed them. "Your owner wants you plugged and strapped for the night. Get in position four."

I leaned forward, crossed my wrists and put my face to my cell floor. I shoved my ass as high as it would go in the air, and then spread my legs. I felt the cold lube at my asshole. I tried to relax as a plug was inserted.

"This is a locking butt plug. As I turn a screw on the bottom, the plug expands in your ass. I'll expand it to a point where it's larger than the amount your ass can stretch, without causing internal damage, and then lock it in place with a pad lock. The result will leave you feeling extremely stuffed, and unable to remove the plug even if your hands are free. Don't move."

I stayed in the position I was in, as Mistress inserted and started to expand the plug. I started to feel it spread within me. It got bigger and bigger, to the point I didn't think I could handle it anymore and I was going to get hurt. Mistress must have been quite experienced in this, because as I getting to this point, I felt her stop twisting it open, and heard a padlock click shut.

"There we go." I felt a tug on it, and it definitely felt that if much more pressure were applied it'd rip me in half. "Mistress Melissa owns your ass now. We don't have the key to this, so I hope you emptied yourself out. Now for the next part. Stand up slave."

I stood, and saw a full length leather sleep sack and hood laying on the cot. "Get in, and put your arms inside the arm tubes as you slide down." I was rather aroused, since I've always wanted to try one of these. They were just so damn expensive, I didn't think it'd ever happen. Granted, I didn't know if I wanted to spend an entire night in one, but what choice did I have? I hopped in the sack, and slid my arms in the sleeves. The sleeves went up almost to my armpits once I was fully inside. There was no way I'd be able to pull them out once I was zipped in. Mistress pulled the bag up over my shoulders, and zipped it up. I felt my arms being pulled against my sides, and it zipped up snug to my neck. I felt incredibly helpless, but that wasn't the end of it. Mistress slowly buckled straps sewn into the bag around my ankles, above and below my knees, over my wrists and waist, and around my upper arms. Then she attached 4 more straps to buckles welded to the cot I was on. She pulled these extremely snug, and I couldn't move a muscle.

"OK slave, time to go to sleep. See you in the morning." I thought I had dodged the bondage hood, but of course I was wrong. I felt the thick leather being pulled down over my head. She pulled it down fully over my face, before I felt her zip up the back. It wasn't skin tight, more like a leather bag. There was a grommet where my mouth was, and two smaller ones where my nose was so I could get air. I felt Mistress pull a buckle from the hood through a loop or two around my neck with the sleepsack, then pull it snug. It snugged up the hood around my neck, and connected it with the sleep sack. Just when I thought she was finally done, I felt a strap being pulled tight over my forehead. I was totally immobile, unable to move a single part of my body. I heard the cell door slam shut, and I was left alone in my cocoon.

"Tom, what just happened to you?"

I could still talk, but it was extremely muffled through the leather hood.

"I just had a butt plug put in. She turned a screw to make it expand, then locked it into place. I was then put in a sleep sack, with internal sleeves for my arms. She zipped me in, buckled it tighter still, then buckled me down to the bed. Then I was hooded, and that was strapped down as well. I can't move a muscle, and even if my hands were free, my ass is locked and plugged."

"Shit, your woman must be pissed."

"On the contrary, I think she's just giving me something new to try. I've done well in all the classes. I think in a way this is my reward."

"She seems kinky for someone you claim isn't kinky."

"She knows I love it, and I thinks she's learned a lot. Anyway, it's not horrible. I'm beat. I think tomorrow is my last day, assuming I've tracked my meals right. I think I'm going to pass out. You chained up again tonight?"

"Kinda. My hands are bound behind my back in leather cuffs locked together. My legs are locked in the same way, but at least I can sleep on the cot. Night Tom"

"Night."


Day 3

This night was similar to the rest. I woke up a few times, at least this time my cock was still free due to the recent piercing, but it was still uncomfortable none the less. The first time I was caught by surprise, since I was awake, but still unable to move. I pulled at my restraints, after realizing where I was and how I was bound. Oddly, I slept pretty well. I was laying there awake after a while, and I heard heels clicking down the hall. I heard my cell door open. I felt hands at my head, and the strap holding my face down was loosened. I felt a strong tingling on my balls, not quite painful, but no quite pleasurable either. The strap holding the hood to my sleepsack was released, the zipper loosened, and my hood was pulled off all the way. Mistress Mandy was here releasing me, and she started to remove the straps holding me down. The straps holding me in the sack itself were loosened, and finally the zipper was pulled down freeing me.

"Get out slave, into position two."

I worked my arms out, and slowly sat up. I eased myself up off the cot, and into a kneeling position on the floor, hands on my knees palm up. She held her boots out, and I kissed the boots presented to me.

"Last day slut. Mistress has a test for you before you go. For now, it's breakfast. Hands behind your back."

I put my hands behind my back, and I felt metal cuffs locking them together. Mistress Mandy must not have brought a lock to secure the leather cuffs together. I gave the obligatory tug, but of course they didn't give. I felt the tingling in my balls stop, and Mistress Mandy left, locking me in behind her.

"You get breakfast yet?" I asked.

"Nope, you?"

"Nope."

Just then the outer hallway door could be heard opening, and the typical clicking of heels. I heard something slide along the floor, and moments later a dog bowl was slid into my cell.

"Cuffed and gruel?"

"Cuffed and gruel." Was the reply. I slopped up my food, then moved over to the toilet. I couldn't shit since my ass was still plugged under lock and key, but I did take a piss. Just as I was wrapping up, the click clack was back coming down the hall. I hurried into position one, just as Mistress Mandy got back. She opened the cell door, and locked it shut behind her. I felt hands behind me, then my handcuffs were removed.

"Four."

I got on my knees, legs spread, hands outstretched in front of me. I felt a key at my asshole, and the plug start to shrink. Mistress Mandy brought it back as small as it started, and quickly pulled it out. Unfortunately I felt it replaced with a similar feeling object, but this one was even less pleasant. Within moments of it being inserted, I felt a warm liquid starting to fill me.

"As you're probably putting together slut, we're cleaning you out for your final exam today. I'm going to fill you, and then put a stopper on the hose. You're going to hold that plug in your ass until I return and give you permission to remove it. Failure to obey will result in two more days here, at least one of them being punishment."

Shit, I didn't realize Mistress was willing to extend my stay. I was starting to feel full, and feel cramps in my stomach. I couldn't tell how much was left to fill me in the position I was in, but I didn't dare move. I sat there until I felt some movement behind me. It was mistress clamping off the end of the nozzle in my ass, and removing the bag.

"Two."

I very carefully got on my knees, and rested my hands palm up on top of my knees, head lowered. You will hold that position until I come back and tell you to move."

"Yes Mistress."

"Open."

I opened my mouth, and a big rubber dildo was put in my mouth. I closed down on it.

"Don't let that fall. Remember the camera - we'll be watching." Mistress turned around and let herself out of my cell, slamming the door behind her.

"Tom, what's going on down there?"

"Mmmf" was about all could safely reply with, unless I wanted to risk losing the rubber dick in my mouth. I sat there for what felt like forever, but in reality was probably 4 or 5 minutes. I heard the clicking come back, and Mistress let herself in the cell.

"OK Slave, we're going to leave that dick in your mouth, but have you move over to the toilet. Hover over top and quickly pull out the plug."

She stood there while I got up and walked over to the toilet. Unfortunately I was rather turned on by the events of the morning, and my cock was swinging in the breeze. I squatted on the toilet, and knew what was going to come next would be absolutely disgusting, as well as humiliating with this beautiful dominatrix sitting here watching me. I reached behind me, and pulled the plug out as fast as I could. We'll leave out the details of what happened next, but lets just say it was rough. I quickly cleaned up, and Mistress ordered me back into position one. I got on my knees, hands behind my back. I felt leather cuffs being re-applied. Just as they were getting locked down, Mistress Melissa showed up.

"Morning honey. I see you're quite busy."

Next up a thick leather blindfold was placed on me. It had a cutout for the nose, and was pulled snug behind my head. The rubber dick was removed from my mouth, replaced with a ballgag, again strapped so tight that it felt like it was going to rip my face in two. I felt a leash get clipped on, and I was pulled up. I heard my cell door open and quickly closed behind me. The click clack of multiple pairs of heels from both my wife and Mistress Mandy chattered down the hall. I followed my lead, most likely into one of the classrooms again. I heard a door open, and close behind me.

"Sit, slowly."

I sat down, and my ass was gently cradled by a thick piece of leather. My hands were uncuffed from behind my back, and brought around front. I felt hands on me, leaning me back into almost a laying down position. My head was laid into what felt like a leather sling. Leather bondage cuffs were wrapped around my wrists, and locked in place. I felt something being attached to them, then again at my neck. I pulled at my wrists, trying to move them. I found they had some freedom, but were chained to my neck giving me limited motion. A belt was fastened over my waist, strapping me into what I now presumed to be a bondage sling, with a piece to support my head.

My legs were pulled up and out to the sides, spread wide and chained in the air with leather cuffs again as well. Finally, I felt my cock being released from its prison, which caught me off guard. It immediately sprung to life, hard as a rock and begging for release. I felt a hand on it, with some cream that began to tingle. I started to panic, because the longer the hands were on my cock and balls, the less I could feel them.

"Relax honey - desensitizing cream. Can't have you cumming without permission now can we?"

I moaned into my gag, and thrashed a bit. I felt a sharp jolt to my balls, reminding me I was still under Mistress control. My ballgag was removed, and I felt no hands on me for a few minutes. I was too afraid to talk, so I just lay there bound out, yet oddly mobile given the rest of the week. I still couldn't get free from my restraints even if I had the guts to try with my balls still contained in the electric stretcher. After a few moments, I felt a presence over my face. What I presumed to be thighs brushed against my cheeks, and I felt a moist pussy at my lips. I started to pleasure whoever was straddling my head, as I learned in class. I started to lick the lips slowly, crossing back and forth, up and down.

As I got to work on the pussy, I felt a cock brush against my left hand. I opened up, and the cock was laid against my palm. It was moist, presumably with some kind of lube. I started to stroke it, slowly up and down. My focus wavered from the pussy on my face for a moment, but a swift shock to my balls was all it took to bring me back. I continued to stroke the cock, while I kept going on the outside of the pussy on my face. Then a cock at my right hand. I opened my hand up, and again, a lubed dick was placed in my palm. I started to stroke off this man as well, while I moved my focus more towards a fucking motion with my tongue on the pussy over me.

I felt the cocks start to thrust against my hands, increasing speed. As this was going on, I felt a pussy start to drape itself over my cock. This made 4 bodies on me now. Two women using me, and two men. A gangbang. My final exam was to pleasure multiple people. The woman on me started to move up and down, slowly on my cock. I could barely feel her, and while horny and hard as a rock, I knew deep down there was no way in hell I was going to cum. The cocks in my hands were moving in and out nice, and I felt the men start to shift their position to my sides. At the same time, the woman riding my face started to get wet, and I moved my attention to her clit. I started to lap at her clit, and then the 5th person joined the party, poking at my asshole with a hard, lubed cock. 3 men, two women. I was embarrassed, humiliated, and incredibly turned on. The cock at my ass shoved in, and I tried to force myself to relax, while all the while keeping my attention on the pussy on my face and cocks in my hands. The dick in my ass buried itself to the balls, and pulled out. As the guy at my rear started to build a momentum, the cocks in my hands exploded, aiming their load all over my chest. First the guy in my right hand, followed by the guy on the left. I felt hot, sticky cream cover my chest, as I could hear the guys moaning. The finished up, leaving my hands and chest sticky. They pulled away from my hands, and as soon as they were gone, two more cocks showed up. I started to jerk them off as well, and as soon as I did, the woman on my face started to pop.

The two new cocks made 7 people, seven people who used me. The woman on my face started to grind into me, thighs grabbing hold of my head, and choking out all air while she squirted deep into my mouth. I flicked her clit strongly, alternating flicking and sucking. I swallowed her down, and as quick as she finished she was gone. She was replaced with another, this time a cock. I opened my mouth and started to suck. I licked the length of the shaft, and swirled my tongue around the head. While this was going on, the woman on top of me started to build rhythm, pumping up and down more and more. The cock in my mouth started to quickly build speed, as did the one in my ass. Before long, the girl on top of me started to quiver. Within a matter of seconds, the cock in my ass started to blow inside me as well. Two people were cumming, one on me, one in me at the same time. I wished I could join them, but I was just starting to regain feeling in my cock. Just as the pussy and cock were in mid stream, the guy in my mouth exploded as well. It caught me off guard, as the hot load filling my ass had my attention. I quickly tried to start swallowing him down, but started to choke. Of course he could have cared less, and kept pumping himself balls deep into my throat. Both men thrust in at the same time and held, and I felt myself taking warm cum deep in my ass and face. The 3 finally finished, and I was left with a cock in each hand. I finished jerking off the guys, and they exploded on my lower torso.

They removed themselves, and I was left alone, blind and suspended covered and filled with the cum of 7 people. I felt hands at my legs, and they were slowly lowered from their suspended position. Next, the belt on my waist was removed, and I was helped to stand. I felt a pair of arms on each hand support me while I gained my balance. I was still blind, and my hands were left chained to my neck. Lowered, they reached roughly to my nipples. The standard came next, a ballgag at my lips. I opened up, and it was pulled in snug. I felt a lock inserted in the hasp behind me, and snapped shut. A leash was applied, and I was led out of the room. I followed the lead down the hall, and pulled around a couple of corners. I had no clue where I was or what was going on, and honestly, I was still a little cum drunk and shocked at just being used the way I was. Finally the leash leading me stopped. I felt hands at my neck removing the chains and cuffs, replacing them with thicker feeling cuffs, locking them together in front of me. Hands pulled my legs apart, and I felt metal cuffs being locked on. I tried to close my legs, but they were held wide. Apparently a spreader bar had been locked on me as well. As I was coming to this realization, I heard a small motor, and felt my hands being lifted up. They continue to be lifted over my head, and eventually I'm pulled off the floor. The motor stops after a moment, and I can feel myself swinging still blind and gagged, naked who knows where.

Then the water hit me. It wasn't cold, but it wasn't warm either. I felt a rough brush start at my neck, working its way down my body. I moaned into my gag, it was rough, and uncomfortable. But as usual in this dungeon, my comfort wasn't a concern. Nor was the sanctity of my ass apparently. I felt a nozzle being inserted into my ass, and a warm liquid start to fill me. Great, another cleansing. I was happy to be getting the cum out of me, but not thrilled about the way it was being done of course. To say I was no longer an anal virgin would be an understatement at this point, since apparently that hole was now free to use at will. I was slowly being filled up inside, while being scrubbed down. I felt my blindfold being removed, and saw that my captor was Mistress Venom.

"I'm going to remove your gag slave, and you're to remember you're not to speak, understand?"

"Mff Mifftreff."

I felt the gag removed from my mouth and taken away. I exercised my jaw up and down, but didn't speak. I also was sure to keep my face and eyes lowered. I could see my surroundings, and they were odd. Basically I was suspended about a foot off the floor, hands in leather suspension cuffs, chained up to a winch. My legs were cuffed about a foot apart in a metal spreader bar. The room was tiled, walls, ceilings, and floor. There was a large hole in the middle of the floor, presumably a drain. I was starting to feel extremely full in my bowels, but didn't say a word. Mistress Venom had managed to work her way down to my chest and torso, and was scrubbing off all the cum caked onto me. I felt her reach behind me, and thankfully the flow to my ass stopped.

"We'll give that a few minutes to work its way in before we release that pressure. You did well today slave, your Mistress was very impressed."

"Thank you Mistress."

She said no more, but continued to wash my suspended body. I just hung there, tired from the gangbang that I just endured. Once she had worked down to my legs, she spun me around and started to work on my back. She did my shoulders, then stopped.

"Ok slave I think that's long enough. I'm going to pull out your plug, and you're to just empty yourself where you are. Understand?"

"Yes Mistress."

Really? Just shit in mid air? That was fucked up, and disgusting. It was going to go everywhere. But then again, what choice did I have? Mistress moved to the side of me, reached around, and pulled out the nozzle from the enema. I felt the uncontrollable rush starting to come out of me, and did nothing to stop it. My ass exploded onto the floor. Mainly liquid of course. Mistress Venom just moved to the side and watched. I felt myself empty out, and Mistress hosed it down the drain as it came out. When I was completely empty, she turned the hose on my ass, rinsing it down thoroughly. I felt the brush return, working its way down my back. Mistress Venom continued to wash and rinse me down, till I was clean from head to toe.

"Ok slave, you're relatively well cleaned up. Open up."

I opened my mouth, and Mistress brushed my teeth. When they were thoroughly clean, I had a ballgag replaced in my mouth. Mistress then came at me with a surprise. It was a chastity belt, a full chastity belt similar to the one locked on all the women at the dungeon. This one had a tube for a cock on the front, and an ominous looking plug in the back. My poor ass was sore from being cleansed and fucked, but I had a suspicion I didn't have a choice in the continuation of that process.

"OK slave, your owner wants you locked up. She paid good money for this belt - it's top of the line. Your cock and the back of your scrotum should be adequately healed to be trapped in this type of device, and it's designed for indefinite wear. You should feel honored slave - welcome to your new permanent cage."

I tried to close my legs together, but of course the bar holding them split would allow no such thing. Mistress Venom first wrapped the waist band around me, putting the pin through the hole and securing it around my waist. Next up, my cock was gently inserted to a plastic tube, which had a pin of its own protruding on the outside. Next, Mistress Venom disappeared behind me. I could feel what was now the familiar pressure at my ass of a dick waiting to enter. I relaxed my sphincter, and Mistress Venom slid the lubed rubber cock into my ass. She came back around front, and pulled the belt fully between my legs. It split between my asscheeks, driving the anal invader home. The front plate was swung up, and the post in my cock tube clipped to it before it joined the side of the waist belt on the front post. Mistress Venom looked up at me and smiled a wicked grin as she clicked the lock closed, trapping me in my new prison.

"This device will allow you to pee, although you'll now be required to sit like a proper slave and sissy boy should. Mistress Melissa has the option to remove your rear invader without removing the belt, allowing you to be fully self sufficient if she wants. Or, she can replace it and lock it in, keeping you plugged as she sees fit. The other nice thing about this belt is that not only is your cock and balls locked, but it provides another layer between you and your electric ball ring. Mistress Melissa has chosen to keep your balls under her control when you leave. Obviously you may be able to get your hands on allen wrenches out at home or work, but with your balls firmly locked up, you will never be able to get to the studs to remove it. Mistress Melissa also can lock your cock into the tube once your piercing is fully healed in a few weeks, adding an added layer of security to your chastity."

Mistress Venom got really close to my face, looked deep into my eyes, and said "She owns you now." Melissa really did own me now. I had no control over my cock or my ass without her say so. She had electrical control over my balls, which I couldn't prevent. I started to grow hard thinking about the level of dominance my wife had over me, and I started to get hard. Due to the downward angle of the tube which held my cock, there was no way I could get hard. I moaned into my gag, and Mistress Venom just smiled.

She walked over to the wall, and started to lower me to the floor. My feet hit the ground, and I gained my balance as my hands were lowered in front of me. Of course, they wouldn't stay there for long. Mistress Venom came over and released them from the suspension cuffs, pulling them quickly behind my back and locking a pair of hinged handcuffs snugly on my wrists. The spreader bar was removed, and a set of metal ankle cuffs were locked in their place. I was leashed, and led out of what I called the cleaning room. I was led out of the same type of generic door that was used all over the place, and led back to my cell. Mistress opened my cell door, and I walked in and knelt. Mistress came behind me, and removed my cuffs. I kept my arms behind my back and my head lowered until she left, slamming the cell door shut behind her.

I noticed when I was led in that Jessica wasn't in her cell. I had no clue what time it was, but suspected she was in another morning training class. I decided I'd try to pee with this new belt on. I examined my belt. The waist belt was locked on snug above my hips, and there was no way I was sliding it down and off. The crotch strap was also extremely tight. The whole belt was made of metal, but lined in comfortable rubber. Nothing was overly tight and painful, but everything was tight enough so that it wouldn't come loose. I couldn't even stick a finger between the front face plate and my groin to try to touch myself. I reached around behind to the butt plate , and felt a padlock between my cheeks holding the invader in. It felt like the belt swelled around my asshole, presumably to allow for bathroom needs while the thing was still locked on everywhere else. Realizing escape was hopeless, I sat down and peed. There was a grate on the front, which the piss dripped out of and into the toilet. To say I was embarrassed would be an understatement. I felt defeated, and a bit like a woman sitting to piss, but there was nothing I was going to do about it. When I was done, the front of the belt was rather moist, so I dried it off with a piece of toilet paper, then just lay on the bed to think about the past 3 days.

I had gone through quite a bit, and learned a lot about myself and my wife. She put me through a progression of submission in various activities I'd normally not involve myself in, nor would she willingly participate in. Now, she had total control over all of my sexual experiences, not to mention had me pierced both against my will, and willingly. I started to drift and recollect the trainings I had experienced while laying on my cot, when I heard the hallway door open. I moved into position one, and heard the heels click clack down the hall. Eventually they stopped, but no one was at my door. Jessica must be returning back. I heard some rattle of chains, locks, and keys, the echo of handcuffs, and the sound of a cell door close.

"Tom you down there?"

"Yep. Where were you?"

"Had the pleasure of what they referred to as programming today. Basically I was beaten with a riding crop or whip until I performed the way they wanted me to. What I quickly learned is that I had to keep track of where I was hit and how many times, because the actions were expected to be repeatable. I'm pretty red, pretty sore, and as always in this hellhole feel really used. Where did you go?"

"I had what they referred to as my final exam. Basically I was laid into a bondage swing blindfolded, legs held high and spread, head laid back and hands loosely chained to my collar. I think I ate out one woman, had one woman ride me, jerked off four guys, blew one guy, and took one in the ass. I dunno. After a while I lost track. Oh yea, after I was taken to a tiled room, suspended by my wrists and spread, hosed down, and I'm now locked in a male version of a chastity belt similar to yours. I can't even come close to seeing my cock and balls, let alone touch them. And of course, my ass is plugged again. I could say I was used as well."

"Wow. Today is your last day then huh?"

"I think so. Look on the bright side, you only have a few left."

"Yea. Sadly I'm getting used to this control. Still hate it, but it's not as bad yet. I'll miss you these last few days. You've helped me a lot."

Again the steel door opened, and the click clack of heels came at us. I hurried into position one, for what I had hoped to be the last time. I heard a cell door open, the usual accompaniment of handcuffs ratcheting closed, the cell door slamming shut, and a dog bowl sliding across the floor. Lunch time. Same thing happened to me. Mistress opened my door, walked behind me and cuffed me up snug, left, and slid my lunch through the bars.

"The usual? I asked."

"Yep. Handcuffed behind my back, kneeling on the concrete eating out of a bowl. God I can't wait to feel like a human again and eat at a table off of a plate with silverware."

"Me too. I hope my wife lets me. For all I know this could be training for life at home." Little was I aware that the statement had some truth to it. More of that later.

I did my best to eat my slop. I knew I was supposed to be released to my wife today. I was interested to see what that entailed. Just as I finished up, the outer door opened and two sets of heels came click clacking down the hall. They stopped outside my cell door, and walked in. It was Mistress Venom and Mistress Mandy. Each woman grabbed and arm, and lifted me to my feet. A bag style leather hood was pulled over my head, zipped up the back, and the collar part pulled snug. I felt a leash clipped on, and I followed in the darkness. After only a few feet we stopped.

"Say good-bye slut. We've been watching you two. Maybe you'll have a run in again at a later date."

"Bye Tom."

"Bye Jessica, Good luck!"

I was pulled further, out the door and down the hall. I followed my lead into what was presumably yet another classroom. The Mistresses led me in a little way, and I felt the leash pulling me down. I dropped to my knees and spread my legs. I felt straps being pulled between my bent legs, then pulling me stretched. I felt hands closing metal shackles around my ankles. I was now forcibly spread and secured to the floor. Next, a chain at my handcuffs, pulling me down a bit and locked in place. I tried to pull up, but I had absolutely no slack. My hood was removed, and I blinked in bright light. Red rubber ball was at my lips, and I opened up to accept it. It was pulled in tight as usual, and buckled snug behind my head. I had a bright light shining down on me, and one shining at me. The room was dark, and I couldn't really see anything around me. I knelt there in the dark for a minute, and Mistress Venom, Mandy, and Melissa came forward out of the light.

"Congratulations slave, you've been properly trained as a slave to your Mistress, and have passed your final exam with flying colors." Mistress Mandy said.

"Your wife and owner will replace your training collar with a proper collar. This collar will be worn by you at all times to remind you of your place in the world of women, and she will hold the only key. You will be at her command, night and day, to use as she pleases."

With that, Mistress Venom came up to me, and removed the chain and lock around my neck which has served as a collar. It felt weird to not have its massive weight around my neck after consistently being there for 3 years. Once it was removed, Mistress Melissa walked around behind me, and placed what looked like a piece of stainless steel wire around my neck. After she put the two ends together, I could feel her fumbling around with something, and then she walked back around in front of me.

"You'll be discretely bound as you leave slave. Mistress has provided you with some clothes to wear. We've collaboratively decided that since you have your new shiny underwear, you won't need real underwear anymore. Mistress has an open invite here to drop you off for training reinforcement, additional training, or simple boarding while she's gone to make sure you stay out of trouble. I hope we'll see you soon slut, it's definitely been fun training you." Mistress Mandy said.

I was keeping an eye on the floor, but watched Mistress Melissa walk behind me, and I felt her release my hands and ankles while Mistress Venom released the straps on my ankles. I kept my hands behind my back, head down, and kneeling.

"Good slave. Get up, and put these clothes on." I stood up, and realized my handcuffs were removed too. It was the most free I had been in three days, and it felt odd. Mistress Venom handed me a pair of my jeans, a white t shirt, and a hooded sweatshirt. I put on the pants, shirt, and hoodie. It felt odd not having on any boxers, but it felt even more odd to be free with the chastity belt still firmly locked in place. Of course, this wouldn't last long. Mistress Mandy came at me with a foam ball. "Open." I opened my mouth, and she stuffed the ball into my mouth. It was big enough to fill my mouth without making me choke, and could easily be spit out. "Close." I closed my mouth, and the ball was compressed, forcing my tongue down. Mistress Melissa locked a handcuff around one wrist, pulled it through the pouch pocket on the front of my sweatshirt, and locked up my other hand. I could see where it was going now. Hands in the pocket, mouth closed. To the casual observer it would look like just someone normal walking down the road. But I was bound, and captive. Horribly deceptive.

I had a thin wire leash clipped onto my new permanent collar, and I was led back through the halls of the dungeon to the outer steel security door. Remembering the lecture of when I first arrived, I started to pull away from the door as the Mistresses started to lead me out of it. The three of them looked at me, and Mistress Venom spoke up.

"Relax slut. Your balls have been deprogrammed for this facility for now. You can leave through the door and you will not be injured. However, if you do return, we can simply re-add you, and it'll be active again. Also, Mistress Melissa has taken the liberty of installing a perimeter around your house. Once home, when the system is armed if you cross out of the house, it'd be the same as leaving our facility while still programmed. Only she can disarm the system and take you out of the house. Fun way to keep you where she wants you, but free to roam the house and do chores!"

Fuck, what did I do? I was a permanent prisoner to my wife now. I was completely turned on, yet a bit not sure how to feel about the whole situation. Granted now, there wasn't much I was going to do about it. I followed the Domme's out the door, and they stopped in the lobby.

"OK, say goodbye like a good slave." I looked at them inquisitively, before one stuck her foot forward a bit. I dropped down to my knees, and leaned forward, kissing Mistress Venoms boots. I did the same to Mistress Mandy, and my wife and new owner pulled my leash to tell me to stand up. She removed the leash from my collar, and put a pair of sunglasses on me. But these weren't regular sunglasses. Oh no, these ones had the insides painted pitch black. So now I was handcuffed, gagged, and blindfolded, but no one would be able to tell. I stood there while my wife said goodbye to the other Mistresses, before I felt a hand grab my arm and lead me out the door. We walked a ways, before I felt my wife let go of me. I wasn't sure what to do, but moments later I heard the car door open, and she helped me into the front passenger seat. I felt leg shackles being locked around my feet, and the car door closed.

"Ok hunny, I hope you had fun for your birthday. We can chat at home, maybe. I'm going to give you a choice. I know at the moment you've had absolutely no say in anything, and that was by design. The collar you have on can be hidden under shirts, and you will continue to wear it - if you chose. I'm going to give you a choice. When we get home, you can either submit to me for a three month trial period, or be released.

If you submit to me, I own you. You will be my complete slave, as you were at the dungeon. I'll use you how I please, you'll do what I say, or be punished. You'll remain collared and locked in your chastity 24x7, and bound to some fashion while we're home alone. After the three month period is up, if you decide you like our new arrangement, you can commit to a year of slavery, or be freed.

If you want to do the three month trial, when we get home, you'll kneel at my feet when we get in the door. You'll be stripped and restrained and then we can get to the rules and you can ask what questions you want. If you don't, have a seat on the couch, and I'll pull the ball out of your mouth, uncuff you by the end of the night, and we can go back to the way things were before. You have the drive to think about it. "

I wasn't really sure what to do. I had never been as turned on as I was the last week serving my beautiful, and suddenly dominant wife, but at the same time, 3 months was a long time to be not only locked in chastity, but to have no say to anything. I had been bugging my wife to dominate me for the longest time, and I knew that this was the only chance I'd get to experience true slavery at the hands of my wife. Just as I was making up my mind, I felt the car turn into the driveway and pull into the garage. I heard the garage door close, and felt my wife get out of the car. My door was opened and my seatbelt removed. The leash was placed on me, and she helped me get out of the car. I shuffled behind her, shackled, gagged, cuffed, and blind into my house. I heard her close the door, and I had made up my mind. I dropped to my knees, leaned forward and kissed her feet. This started my three months of slavery.