Curiosity = Capture = Collared
Curiosity feminized me
I have no idea why, but for some reason, when I was first introduced to being feminized by a powerful woman, it has been something I have secretly gone back to again and again. Finding videos on You Tube by women who through hypnosis puts a male subject under her control and feminizes him. I also enjoyed the multiple video’s on Xhamster showing so many sissy boys being feminized and worshiping large cocks of every kind.
Although I have fallen asleep many times, with my head phones on, and having no idea what was said or what I did while I was out, it didn’t seem to change me, at least not from what I could tell.
But I kept at it for years, secretly wishing I could find one someday to dominate me and maybe even collar me, that is why I was so excited to be searching the internet one day, looking for Bondage meetings held in the town where I live, suddenly there was an add for membership applications taking place for submissives to join a local group, simply called The Fems of and the name of my city.
I was so excited, I filled out the questionnaire immediately and waited for a reply. None came, a few days later I tired to find the group and again no luck. I figured it was just a hoax, discarding the idea as spam. However approximately a month or more later, I received a phone call on my cell phone, from a Mistress Jennifer, she identified herself as the secretary of The Fems and wondered if I had time and was alone to answer some questions.
I had just arrived home from work and said yes immediately, unzipping my pants, pulling down my boxers with one hand, I sat back in a comfortable chair, stroking my already hard cock.
The questions started out basic, was I married, did I have dependent c***dren that relied on me for their livelihood and so on, then she paused, looking over all of my answers, “OK Mike it looks like to begin you are eligible to attend one of our recruiting meetings. Now let me explain what will be happening if you choose to attend.”
She told me that one of the Mistress’ had a huge home, with what appeared to be a barn, but was their meeting house and part time sleeping quarters. It also had a a small, well equipped clinic that was staffed by another Mistress and two nurses. When I arrive, I would be meant at the gate, stripped of all my belongings and clothes, have a slave tunic put on me as well as a white collar and leash. When I returned the items would be returned to me or my new Mistress. I would be led by the leash by one of the clubs Dominatrix’s in training showing you off to the various Mistress in attendance. Some will take the leash, leading you to a private room where an interview will be conducted. Most cases you won’t meet their high standards and you’ll be returned to the gate at the end of the evening. The limo that drove you to our club, will again blind fold you, returning you to your home. We may or may not invite you to apply again. Now that you understand the rules are you still interested in moving forward?
Even though I was now lost in the stroking taking place, it took me a few minutes to say yes, I wanted to continue.
“Splendid, now so you understand, Mistress or most of them are not interested in your cock. but they do like shemales with huge tits. Most of our dominants will give you hormones making your cock small or in some cases gone all together, but they will give you massive tits. With this knowledge are you still interested in continuing? Take your time to reply on this one”
This one, made me think, as I looked at my impressive cock, then figured if I were picked, the lady would definitely want to enjoy me using it on her. “No I agree and would like to continue”
“Perfect, now the last part for you to agree with. Three days before the meeting, I will come to your home, give you an injection that rids you of any inhibitions you may have, put your mind in a hazy confusion and enhance your sexual needs. We’ll move you to an apartment complex, designed to take care of you, prior to the meeting. This insures us you will arrive as submissive as anyone could get, obeying any and all requests or demands, so the interviews will go as expected. Do you have any problem with this final protocol?”
Now I realized just how serious this whole thing was and even though I had been secretly wishing for this, I didn’t want to be d**gged before I even attended the meeting, “Mistress Jennifer, I appreciate all you and the organization has done for me and offered me, but I’m afraid I am going to have to decline the offer”
“Mike I know all of this is new and very scary for you, but before you say a total no, let me pick you up tomorrow, buy you dinner and take you to see a Mistress who has usually 20 or 30 slaves. She runs one of the most successful dominant households. When I have someone who wants to see what the life style is like, she is always willing to let you take a look-see, then after that it will be your decision, but one that you have made when you see a day to day operation. I promise you’ll love the dinner. Please say yes”
What could i say but yes, that is only fair”
She picked me up at ten the next day, told me we were going to a Mistress Elenor’s compound. She apparently ran one of the most successful slave homes in the country. it was located outside the county boundaries. We stopped at a small diner that Mistress Jennifer recommended and I have to say the food was excellent. The lady who served us, knew Mistress Jennifer and anticipated exactly what she wanted. She was beautiful with huge tits, but there seemed to be something different about her, not that I could put my finger on, but like I said the food was fantastic. We spent a little over an hour there, then got back on our way. What I didn’t know, was the waitress was a slave of Mistress’ Elenors and only worked when someone needed to be d**gged. The d**gs I was given were designed to relax me, rid me of any inhibitions, making me very responsive to any and all suggestions.
I was told we had just over an hour to go. We had only been driving for a few minutes, when something was different in my body. I could feel something different, it seems I was relaxing much more then I ever had in the past. I asked Mistress if she was feeling anything, but she just shook her head, “Maybe you’re just nervous about meeting what might be your future. Lay back and shut your eyes, when we arrive I’ll wake you”
Closing my eyes helped, then opening them when we entered through a closed gate grounds. The main house was several miles from the entrance. We passed multiple buildings, each one had lights on but I didn’t see anyone.
The house was huge and Mistress Elenor was waiting as we drove up. She was beautiful, almost perfect in every way. She was dressed in black leather boots, knee high - her big and perfect breasts were outlined in leather, nipples large and hard as rocks. Her pussy was also outlined in leather straps, the pussy itself pouty and swollen, as if it was continually being used. The moisture on it, told how aroused the Mistress was.
I was introduced to her, then welcomed, inviting us inside. I was not prepared for what I saw. The place had maybe 10 or 15 slaves. Each one was a male, huge tits, all had their cocks in cages, and everyone was nude, but all seemed to be happy.
Mistress moved by my side, arm around me, “They all love being here, but two things take place each month that they look so forward to. One is being fucked and the second is being milked. I doubt that you can really appreciate this unless you experience it for yourself.”
Before I can comprehend what she just said, a table is wheeled in front of me, each arm and leg are secured by the slaves she has in the area. My wrists and ankles are secured to the bench, just as my pants are cut off of me -
She kneels in front of me, holding a pre-filled syringe, “When one inhales poppers it makes their muscles relax, especially the anal muscles. We’ve developed a d**g that does the same thing, but much quicker and so much more powerful. It also contains the ability to make you enjoy being fucked”
As she is swabbing my ass with an alcohol swab, I’m twisting and struggling to get free, all the time yelling that they can’t do this to me, begging them to let me go … then I feel the needle sink in me. I know there is no use in begging now … so I just relaxed, waiting for the d**g to take effect.
Mistress Elenor took a seat in front of me, a slave immediately between her legs, licking and sucking on her pouty pussy, two more by her side kissing, sucking and massaging her tits, “Miss Jennifer, would you be so kind and introduce our guest to the joys of anal sex? I have several strapons in the drawer over there”
Jennifer gave a full curtsey, “I’d be happy to Mistress” I could hear her behind me, but I was fascinated watching Mistress Elenor and her reactions being played with by the slaves. I was beginning to feel the effects of the d**g she had given me, my ass was tingling, something I’d never felt before, causing me to move my hips back and forth - all the time Mistress’ eyes would float away, up in her head, her eyes would close part way and the longer this was happening, the more relaxed in the chair she seemed to be - occasionally a small moan or a whimper would escape her.
I was watching her so closely, I have never seen a lady become so excited and lost in what appeared to be a sexual haze, that is why I was so shocked when Jennifer pushed her large, very large fake cock easily into my ass. In my entire life, I have never thought about having anal sex, it was something reserved for gays only, and I never even thought about gay sex, It should have hurt, but the d**gs I had been given, it not only slipped easily inside me, but surprisingly it felt good. Dropping my head, my body was betraying me, pushing back as much as I could, she was pumping in and out of me, the only thing that would have made this better, would have been able to be pumping my own cock, I could feel how hard it was becoming. She kept pumping in and out of me, until finally Mistress Elenor was standing by my side. While I was lost in the pleasure I was feeling, she must have had a massive orgasm. Here pussy was wet, moisture was present on the insides of her legs and she smelled of sex.
Running her finger around my ear, then leaning in close to me, “I can see how much you are enjoying this. The d**g keeps you from cumming and that leads us to the next thing my girls all look forward to”
All of my restraints were taken off of me, but for some reason, I didn’t protest or try to leave. A total submissive feeling had come over me, watching the fuck bench being wheeled away, catching a glimpse at the size of the cock, Mistress Jennifer had been using on me. It was huge, much larger then anything I could have normally taken in my ass, but it not only didn’t hurt, it felt good. I felt an empty feeling, my breathing was heavy, when a strange looking chair was wheeled in, it had an opening in the seat, what looked like a comfortable back, a bowl positioned between the person’s legs. The bowl was on a slide and could be pulled way out or pushed back just below the opening in the chair.
Two young ladies helped me take a seat, just as Mistress Elenor knelt down by my side, taking hold of my rock hard cock. As soon as she touched it, I moaned, I don’t think I have ever been this hard. The head was red and swollen, my balls were heavy, up tight against my body, “You have a very impressive cock Michelle. I was not aware of just how big you were”
Then she turned to Ms Jennifer, “She really enjoyed being fucked, we very seldom see someone like it so much with her first experience. What did you see from your end?”
Jennifer knelt by my other side, “She was pushing back on me as soon as I entered her, but we did a complete background check and she shows no signs of being gay in anyway, as far as we can tell she was as straight as anyone we have ever recruited and I think this was the first time she has ever had anything in her ass. But she seems to really like it Mistress.”
She was still stroking my shaft, by this time, my eyes had rolled up in my head. Under normal circumstances I would have shot my load into her hands, the head of my cock ached from the pressure, but what I was feeling now was strange and new to me, there was no build up of an explosion taking over my body, only a sexual haze washing over every part of my body.
Her stroking of my cock, made it so I didn’t feel the milking device slip up inside me. “The device you just had slipped up inside you is coated with a special mixture of my slaves cum and some unique d**gs our research department have discovered. It helps stimulate the prostate, and strengthen the fact there will be no ejaculations taking place in the near future. Each month when you have this done, the effects will become more permanent, until finally you will never have an orgasm again”
Mistress stepped forward, pulling up a chair in front of me, signaling one of the slaves to start the machine. As soon as it began to massage me, ti felt funny, but nothing that was uncomfortable or exciting, just funny and different. Mistress was leaning in close to me, “It will only take a few minutes for cum to begin running out of your cock. Watch the head closely, when it begins, you’ll feel it, but there won’t be any pleasure, just cum being milked out of you, the pressure on your cock will be lessened but again, absolutely no pleasure.”
Suddenly I could feel the first amount beginning to flow out of the tip of my cock, the pan below collecting the steady stream that was now running much like a slow faucet running a steady stream. I couldn’t take my eyes off the steady stream leaving my cock. I could feel it leaving me, but as she had said there was no pleasure in anyway. The more it ran, the massaging keeping up inside me, I could feel the pressure becoming less and less uncomfortable, my poor cock head, slowly loosing the red color, and becoming softer and softer, finally the steady stream began to slow, eventually dripping now slow and finally nothing coming out now at all.
Looking at her, the milking had left me so frustrated and realizing that I would have to have this done … then what she had said hit me. “Mistress you said each month when I have this done”
Then turning to Mistress Jennifer, “I am grateful for what the two of you have done, but I don’t think I want to explore this life style any further. Could you please take me home?”
The milking device had been removed from my ass , no sooner had I said that, then Mistress Elenor was behind me, snapping a collar around my neck and shutting it. I reached up to undo it, but there didn’t seem to be any seam where it was connected. Turning quickly to confront her, she was holding a remote. “Oh honey it was never your choice to become a slave or not. As soon as you filled out the application and we checked your background, I made arrangements to add you to my stable.” I watched her press one of the buttons on the remote, a sudden sting in the back of my neck began to deliver a d**g. She moved to straddle my legs and set down on my lap, “Our slave collars are designed to carry and deliver d**gs we use to train you or modify certain traits you have. The one I just gave you is eliminating your ability to move any limbs or move in any way” Then she kissed me deeply, making sure I felt her excited tits on my chest.
“Jennifer, I need one more favor if you have time. Will you drive my new slave to the clinic, tell Ann I need her to enhance this cock, give her Double D tits, soften the skin, get rid of any hair, do her make up permeant, toes fingernails and the usual. Run her through the normal reprogramming then I’ll pick her up when she our new one here is ready?”
I watched, still so stunned that I had lost anything to say or object. I couldn’t move so what was the use. Jennifer gave a deep curtesy, “I’d be happy to Mistress”
Two of her slaves were helping me in a wheel chair, then I was pushed out and into a large van.
Jennifer turned to me, once we were on the way, “I’m so sorry I lied to you, but a gathering like I put in the original ad would be silly for our group. When the programming is complete, you won’t remember anything of your past, only that you live to serve your new Mistress”.
We puled into a clinic parking lot, a tall blonde lady, dressed in a white medical uniform came out to greet us. I listened while Jennifer told the doctor what was needed, then two nurses pushed me into an exam room. My shirt was taken off, an IV was inserted into my arm and my world went blank.
Waking, I was on a bed, a beautiful lady, all dressed in a black outfit that showed off her boobs and pussy, was sitting by my side. “Hi Michelle, it is good you are awake. I”m Mistress Elenor, your New Mistress. Let me help you stand until you get used to your new boobs, they are extremely large and beautiful”.
I looked down at my body, I had huge tits and just as big of a cock - it was rock hard and sticking straight up. She stroked my cock, “the doctor injected some wax like material into your cock, so it was bigger and always hard. You ready to go to your new home?”
I nodded as we headed to her car. While driving she told me I would be working in a shemale brothel on the property. Many men pay good money to fuck a shemale. I would also be the one to fuck all the slaves once a month just before their milking. She giggled, “I think they will all appreciate a real cock instead of the rubber one they have been using”.
I laid back in the seat, it seemed like my dreams had come true, although I had no idea what my past was.
I have no idea why, but for some reason, when I was first introduced to being feminized by a powerful woman, it has been something I have secretly gone back to again and again. Finding videos on You Tube by women who through hypnosis puts a male subject under her control and feminizes him. I also enjoyed the multiple video’s on Xhamster showing so many sissy boys being feminized and worshiping large cocks of every kind.
Although I have fallen asleep many times, with my head phones on, and having no idea what was said or what I did while I was out, it didn’t seem to change me, at least not from what I could tell.
But I kept at it for years, secretly wishing I could find one someday to dominate me and maybe even collar me, that is why I was so excited to be searching the internet one day, looking for Bondage meetings held in the town where I live, suddenly there was an add for membership applications taking place for submissives to join a local group, simply called The Fems of and the name of my city.
I was so excited, I filled out the questionnaire immediately and waited for a reply. None came, a few days later I tired to find the group and again no luck. I figured it was just a hoax, discarding the idea as spam. However approximately a month or more later, I received a phone call on my cell phone, from a Mistress Jennifer, she identified herself as the secretary of The Fems and wondered if I had time and was alone to answer some questions.
I had just arrived home from work and said yes immediately, unzipping my pants, pulling down my boxers with one hand, I sat back in a comfortable chair, stroking my already hard cock.
The questions started out basic, was I married, did I have dependent c***dren that relied on me for their livelihood and so on, then she paused, looking over all of my answers, “OK Mike it looks like to begin you are eligible to attend one of our recruiting meetings. Now let me explain what will be happening if you choose to attend.”
She told me that one of the Mistress’ had a huge home, with what appeared to be a barn, but was their meeting house and part time sleeping quarters. It also had a a small, well equipped clinic that was staffed by another Mistress and two nurses. When I arrive, I would be meant at the gate, stripped of all my belongings and clothes, have a slave tunic put on me as well as a white collar and leash. When I returned the items would be returned to me or my new Mistress. I would be led by the leash by one of the clubs Dominatrix’s in training showing you off to the various Mistress in attendance. Some will take the leash, leading you to a private room where an interview will be conducted. Most cases you won’t meet their high standards and you’ll be returned to the gate at the end of the evening. The limo that drove you to our club, will again blind fold you, returning you to your home. We may or may not invite you to apply again. Now that you understand the rules are you still interested in moving forward?
Even though I was now lost in the stroking taking place, it took me a few minutes to say yes, I wanted to continue.
“Splendid, now so you understand, Mistress or most of them are not interested in your cock. but they do like shemales with huge tits. Most of our dominants will give you hormones making your cock small or in some cases gone all together, but they will give you massive tits. With this knowledge are you still interested in continuing? Take your time to reply on this one”
This one, made me think, as I looked at my impressive cock, then figured if I were picked, the lady would definitely want to enjoy me using it on her. “No I agree and would like to continue”
“Perfect, now the last part for you to agree with. Three days before the meeting, I will come to your home, give you an injection that rids you of any inhibitions you may have, put your mind in a hazy confusion and enhance your sexual needs. We’ll move you to an apartment complex, designed to take care of you, prior to the meeting. This insures us you will arrive as submissive as anyone could get, obeying any and all requests or demands, so the interviews will go as expected. Do you have any problem with this final protocol?”
Now I realized just how serious this whole thing was and even though I had been secretly wishing for this, I didn’t want to be d**gged before I even attended the meeting, “Mistress Jennifer, I appreciate all you and the organization has done for me and offered me, but I’m afraid I am going to have to decline the offer”
“Mike I know all of this is new and very scary for you, but before you say a total no, let me pick you up tomorrow, buy you dinner and take you to see a Mistress who has usually 20 or 30 slaves. She runs one of the most successful dominant households. When I have someone who wants to see what the life style is like, she is always willing to let you take a look-see, then after that it will be your decision, but one that you have made when you see a day to day operation. I promise you’ll love the dinner. Please say yes”
What could i say but yes, that is only fair”
She picked me up at ten the next day, told me we were going to a Mistress Elenor’s compound. She apparently ran one of the most successful slave homes in the country. it was located outside the county boundaries. We stopped at a small diner that Mistress Jennifer recommended and I have to say the food was excellent. The lady who served us, knew Mistress Jennifer and anticipated exactly what she wanted. She was beautiful with huge tits, but there seemed to be something different about her, not that I could put my finger on, but like I said the food was fantastic. We spent a little over an hour there, then got back on our way. What I didn’t know, was the waitress was a slave of Mistress’ Elenors and only worked when someone needed to be d**gged. The d**gs I was given were designed to relax me, rid me of any inhibitions, making me very responsive to any and all suggestions.
I was told we had just over an hour to go. We had only been driving for a few minutes, when something was different in my body. I could feel something different, it seems I was relaxing much more then I ever had in the past. I asked Mistress if she was feeling anything, but she just shook her head, “Maybe you’re just nervous about meeting what might be your future. Lay back and shut your eyes, when we arrive I’ll wake you”
Closing my eyes helped, then opening them when we entered through a closed gate grounds. The main house was several miles from the entrance. We passed multiple buildings, each one had lights on but I didn’t see anyone.
The house was huge and Mistress Elenor was waiting as we drove up. She was beautiful, almost perfect in every way. She was dressed in black leather boots, knee high - her big and perfect breasts were outlined in leather, nipples large and hard as rocks. Her pussy was also outlined in leather straps, the pussy itself pouty and swollen, as if it was continually being used. The moisture on it, told how aroused the Mistress was.
I was introduced to her, then welcomed, inviting us inside. I was not prepared for what I saw. The place had maybe 10 or 15 slaves. Each one was a male, huge tits, all had their cocks in cages, and everyone was nude, but all seemed to be happy.
Mistress moved by my side, arm around me, “They all love being here, but two things take place each month that they look so forward to. One is being fucked and the second is being milked. I doubt that you can really appreciate this unless you experience it for yourself.”
Before I can comprehend what she just said, a table is wheeled in front of me, each arm and leg are secured by the slaves she has in the area. My wrists and ankles are secured to the bench, just as my pants are cut off of me -
She kneels in front of me, holding a pre-filled syringe, “When one inhales poppers it makes their muscles relax, especially the anal muscles. We’ve developed a d**g that does the same thing, but much quicker and so much more powerful. It also contains the ability to make you enjoy being fucked”
As she is swabbing my ass with an alcohol swab, I’m twisting and struggling to get free, all the time yelling that they can’t do this to me, begging them to let me go … then I feel the needle sink in me. I know there is no use in begging now … so I just relaxed, waiting for the d**g to take effect.
Mistress Elenor took a seat in front of me, a slave immediately between her legs, licking and sucking on her pouty pussy, two more by her side kissing, sucking and massaging her tits, “Miss Jennifer, would you be so kind and introduce our guest to the joys of anal sex? I have several strapons in the drawer over there”
Jennifer gave a full curtsey, “I’d be happy to Mistress” I could hear her behind me, but I was fascinated watching Mistress Elenor and her reactions being played with by the slaves. I was beginning to feel the effects of the d**g she had given me, my ass was tingling, something I’d never felt before, causing me to move my hips back and forth - all the time Mistress’ eyes would float away, up in her head, her eyes would close part way and the longer this was happening, the more relaxed in the chair she seemed to be - occasionally a small moan or a whimper would escape her.
I was watching her so closely, I have never seen a lady become so excited and lost in what appeared to be a sexual haze, that is why I was so shocked when Jennifer pushed her large, very large fake cock easily into my ass. In my entire life, I have never thought about having anal sex, it was something reserved for gays only, and I never even thought about gay sex, It should have hurt, but the d**gs I had been given, it not only slipped easily inside me, but surprisingly it felt good. Dropping my head, my body was betraying me, pushing back as much as I could, she was pumping in and out of me, the only thing that would have made this better, would have been able to be pumping my own cock, I could feel how hard it was becoming. She kept pumping in and out of me, until finally Mistress Elenor was standing by my side. While I was lost in the pleasure I was feeling, she must have had a massive orgasm. Here pussy was wet, moisture was present on the insides of her legs and she smelled of sex.
Running her finger around my ear, then leaning in close to me, “I can see how much you are enjoying this. The d**g keeps you from cumming and that leads us to the next thing my girls all look forward to”
All of my restraints were taken off of me, but for some reason, I didn’t protest or try to leave. A total submissive feeling had come over me, watching the fuck bench being wheeled away, catching a glimpse at the size of the cock, Mistress Jennifer had been using on me. It was huge, much larger then anything I could have normally taken in my ass, but it not only didn’t hurt, it felt good. I felt an empty feeling, my breathing was heavy, when a strange looking chair was wheeled in, it had an opening in the seat, what looked like a comfortable back, a bowl positioned between the person’s legs. The bowl was on a slide and could be pulled way out or pushed back just below the opening in the chair.
Two young ladies helped me take a seat, just as Mistress Elenor knelt down by my side, taking hold of my rock hard cock. As soon as she touched it, I moaned, I don’t think I have ever been this hard. The head was red and swollen, my balls were heavy, up tight against my body, “You have a very impressive cock Michelle. I was not aware of just how big you were”
Then she turned to Ms Jennifer, “She really enjoyed being fucked, we very seldom see someone like it so much with her first experience. What did you see from your end?”
Jennifer knelt by my other side, “She was pushing back on me as soon as I entered her, but we did a complete background check and she shows no signs of being gay in anyway, as far as we can tell she was as straight as anyone we have ever recruited and I think this was the first time she has ever had anything in her ass. But she seems to really like it Mistress.”
She was still stroking my shaft, by this time, my eyes had rolled up in my head. Under normal circumstances I would have shot my load into her hands, the head of my cock ached from the pressure, but what I was feeling now was strange and new to me, there was no build up of an explosion taking over my body, only a sexual haze washing over every part of my body.
Her stroking of my cock, made it so I didn’t feel the milking device slip up inside me. “The device you just had slipped up inside you is coated with a special mixture of my slaves cum and some unique d**gs our research department have discovered. It helps stimulate the prostate, and strengthen the fact there will be no ejaculations taking place in the near future. Each month when you have this done, the effects will become more permanent, until finally you will never have an orgasm again”
Mistress stepped forward, pulling up a chair in front of me, signaling one of the slaves to start the machine. As soon as it began to massage me, ti felt funny, but nothing that was uncomfortable or exciting, just funny and different. Mistress was leaning in close to me, “It will only take a few minutes for cum to begin running out of your cock. Watch the head closely, when it begins, you’ll feel it, but there won’t be any pleasure, just cum being milked out of you, the pressure on your cock will be lessened but again, absolutely no pleasure.”
Suddenly I could feel the first amount beginning to flow out of the tip of my cock, the pan below collecting the steady stream that was now running much like a slow faucet running a steady stream. I couldn’t take my eyes off the steady stream leaving my cock. I could feel it leaving me, but as she had said there was no pleasure in anyway. The more it ran, the massaging keeping up inside me, I could feel the pressure becoming less and less uncomfortable, my poor cock head, slowly loosing the red color, and becoming softer and softer, finally the steady stream began to slow, eventually dripping now slow and finally nothing coming out now at all.
Looking at her, the milking had left me so frustrated and realizing that I would have to have this done … then what she had said hit me. “Mistress you said each month when I have this done”
Then turning to Mistress Jennifer, “I am grateful for what the two of you have done, but I don’t think I want to explore this life style any further. Could you please take me home?”
The milking device had been removed from my ass , no sooner had I said that, then Mistress Elenor was behind me, snapping a collar around my neck and shutting it. I reached up to undo it, but there didn’t seem to be any seam where it was connected. Turning quickly to confront her, she was holding a remote. “Oh honey it was never your choice to become a slave or not. As soon as you filled out the application and we checked your background, I made arrangements to add you to my stable.” I watched her press one of the buttons on the remote, a sudden sting in the back of my neck began to deliver a d**g. She moved to straddle my legs and set down on my lap, “Our slave collars are designed to carry and deliver d**gs we use to train you or modify certain traits you have. The one I just gave you is eliminating your ability to move any limbs or move in any way” Then she kissed me deeply, making sure I felt her excited tits on my chest.
“Jennifer, I need one more favor if you have time. Will you drive my new slave to the clinic, tell Ann I need her to enhance this cock, give her Double D tits, soften the skin, get rid of any hair, do her make up permeant, toes fingernails and the usual. Run her through the normal reprogramming then I’ll pick her up when she our new one here is ready?”
I watched, still so stunned that I had lost anything to say or object. I couldn’t move so what was the use. Jennifer gave a deep curtesy, “I’d be happy to Mistress”
Two of her slaves were helping me in a wheel chair, then I was pushed out and into a large van.
Jennifer turned to me, once we were on the way, “I’m so sorry I lied to you, but a gathering like I put in the original ad would be silly for our group. When the programming is complete, you won’t remember anything of your past, only that you live to serve your new Mistress”.
We puled into a clinic parking lot, a tall blonde lady, dressed in a white medical uniform came out to greet us. I listened while Jennifer told the doctor what was needed, then two nurses pushed me into an exam room. My shirt was taken off, an IV was inserted into my arm and my world went blank.
Waking, I was on a bed, a beautiful lady, all dressed in a black outfit that showed off her boobs and pussy, was sitting by my side. “Hi Michelle, it is good you are awake. I”m Mistress Elenor, your New Mistress. Let me help you stand until you get used to your new boobs, they are extremely large and beautiful”.
I looked down at my body, I had huge tits and just as big of a cock - it was rock hard and sticking straight up. She stroked my cock, “the doctor injected some wax like material into your cock, so it was bigger and always hard. You ready to go to your new home?”
I nodded as we headed to her car. While driving she told me I would be working in a shemale brothel on the property. Many men pay good money to fuck a shemale. I would also be the one to fuck all the slaves once a month just before their milking. She giggled, “I think they will all appreciate a real cock instead of the rubber one they have been using”.
I laid back in the seat, it seemed like my dreams had come true, although I had no idea what my past was.
5年前
