by Lea .... you can write to the author here
The story you are about to read is part fiction, part non-fiction. I do have to wear night splints and leg braces 24/7, my body hair is shaved off ever other day, but only from the neck down. After all, I do have to function in the real world! I have a catheter in my bladder 24/7, and a permanent ring in my ass hole to keep it open with a butt plug for security. The plug is very flat, allowing me to sit with no discomfort. The bladder and bowel control muscle is still intact, but not used. I wear the clear plastic chastity shield 24/7 and my skin is smooth, but not perfect and I don't use a gag with stomach tube. And yes, I do live with the Mistress and her friends, but hold down a job during the day. Other than that, this is my story! Enjoy!!
I met my Mistress over three years ago. She is a nurse and research assistant I was a salesman for a medical products company. Our first encounter was at a bicycle rally held in a local park. She was there with 5 female friends and she recognized me from my visits to the medical research facility where she worked. She asked if I would like to join her group for a quick lunch before the bike rally continued. I accepted, and after spreading a blanket, we all sat down for a bite to eat. I immediately noticed that all the women had perfect bodies. Bike riding shorts are skin tight, and their bodies were perfect! I also noticed that all the women had the most perfect skin I have ever seen! All of the exposed skin was so clear and smooth, that I could hardly keep my eyes off of their legs and arms. During our conversation, I mentioned how beautiful they all were and how did they get such beautiful skin. My Mistress-to-be said that she was involved in a new skin product research project, and they were testing it for effectiveness. Needless to say, it worked!
During our conversation, she asked me about myself, and I told her that I was not married, had no immediate family and lived alone. She asked suggestive questions about my likes and dislikes, and I got the feeling that she was slightly interested in me. I'm 6' tall, slender, very good legs for a male, and she mentions that she liked how my body looked in the bike shorts. I began to feel my penis harden, and tried to hide it, but she looked at me and said that it was natural and not to worry. Wow, was I embarrassed!
After several more casual meeting, she and I learned much about each other. I learned that she was a lesbian and so were her friends (roommates) that I met on the bike rally. I was disappointed, but told her that I had no problem with her sexual preference and we could still remain friends. The more I talked, the more I opened up about my sexual desire for dominant and strong women. The next thing I knew, I was invited to her house for dinner with her and her 5 roommates. I quickly accepted the invitation, and have been there as their sex slave ever since.
After the second glass of wine, I began to talk about things I never talked about before. It was weird. I started telling her about my secret desire to be a slave to powerful women, my being turned on by someone controlling every aspect of my life and on and on. I could hear myself talk, but couldn't stop. I found out later that Mistress had laced my wine with a drug that brought out hidden and secret feelings. I then blacked out, and when I awoke, my world had changed.
When I woke up, I was bound and gagged in a spread eagle position on a special exam table. Mistress sat in front of me and began to tell me about how I was to be trained and conditioned to be her slave. Because of my very secure restraints, I was unable to move any part of my body or head. The gag made it impossible for me to speak, and all I could do was grunt. She informed me that she had made all the arrangements as far as my job was concerned, and as I had no family, I would be living in their house and live out my fantasy as a slave. However, I had to agree to all condition of her training in writing if I was to become the total sex slave. Just listening to her talk about the conditions made me erect and dripping precum. Instead of requiring a signature after each condition, a dab of precum was applied next to each condition. This contract was than placed in a safe. My "genes" were the perfect signature! I was then introduced to my "trainer" and I could not believe my eyes!
She is a perfect 6 feet tall, slender female with perfect legs and body. Her skin is the same perfect texture and sheen as the other roommates. No blemishes, no hair and is has a shine and smoothness to it that is only found on a new baby. She was completely naked except for leather cuffs at each ankle and thigh. A very short chain was attached to the thigh cuffs, allowing her legs to part no more than several inches. There is also a leg bag covered with a pink material attached to her upper leg with a tube attached disappearing between her legs.
A slightly longer chain was attached to her ankle cuffs. She could walk, but very slowly, and with very limited leg movement. The short thigh chain also kept Mia's pussy chaste by not allowing enough room at the top of her thighs to allow entrance. Mistress removed Mia's chains to improve her movement and that's when I saw her chastity rings and catheter.
Mistress explained to me that Mia was also a slave, not by choice but by deed. Because she was a lesbian and living with the other lesbians, she was caught with a male in her room and from that day on, she was to be a sex and work slave for the other roommates. That was two years ago! Mia is completely and permanently incontinent of both bowl and bladder, has had her breast size increased from an "A" cup to a "D" cup for the other roommate's pleasure. She cannot speak, cannot touch herself and wears a special mouth gag that has a tube that goes down into her stomach for food and water intake. The gag can be removed for oral care, but the tube remains in place, making speech impossible.
Mia's chastity device is a series of 10 rings placed through each labia. The rings are held tightly together by a long curved metal rod with a lock at each end to keep the rod in place. An indwelling catheter is in place 24/7, and the only time the chastity rod is removed is to change the catheter every 10 days and to administer feminine hygiene. Attached to her clit is a special computer chip ring that is programmed to bring her to the edge of an orgasm with no possibility of relief. Depending on the mood of the roommates, she can be kept in a very high state of arousal for as long as several hours with no possibility of relief. Other than her body movements and fluids leaking from you caged pussy, she has no other way to communicate. Some of the roommates like to lick her pussy through the chastity rings to even further her arousal and confirm her inability to achieve orgasm. She is a total sex toy and slave to the roommates and will remain that way for another 5 years!
While Mia stood in a corner awaiting word from mistress allow her to start my training, each condition of my slavery was explained again. She listed each condition, how it would be administered and what the effect would be on me. Mistress stated that her goal it to take full control over all my functions as a means of total humiliation and control The male is to be a servant and to do whatever she and her roommate's desire. I hesitated several times, but decided that this would be a life style I would enjoy. Now, several years later, I cannot reverse what has happened and I am now a permanent slave to Mistress, her girlfriends and when Mistress really wants to humiliate me, her gay male friends.
My first condition was the permanent removal of all body hair from the eyebrows down. Mistress insists that my skin be of the same texture and smoothness as hers and her roommates. I was placed in a special shower with a spreader bar and cuffs placed on my wrists. My arms were then stretched out and up and a spreader bar was also placed on my ankles and my legs were spread to almost 4 feet. The special cream that she developed at the medical center was applied to every inch of my body. After a short while, I was gently washed off and dried. I was then placed on the special table and a special lotion was applied. I could hardly believe my eyes! Not only was I devoid of all hair, I had skin as perfect as Mia's! Every freckle, every small or large blemish was gone! My skin was smooth and had a sheen that was now permanent. The visual experience was enough, but to have Mia rub her hands over my now smooth skin is, and still is, a real turn on. No words can describe the sexy feeling of someone touching and rubbing your body when there is no hair - especially in sensitive places such as the nipples and crotch. The feeling of someone gently stroking your penis and balls when there is no hair is unbelievable. This "feminization" of my skin was one step to the humiliation that Mistress expected and demanded. If I was to be touched by Mistress and her roommates, I had to have the feel and skin texture of a woman. The fact that the hair removal and skin texture is permanent concerned me, but not as much as what was to follow.
The next condition of total incontinence of bowel and bladder is demanded by Mistress to show total control over any and all slaves. Total control over body functions is another step in her demand for total humiliation. As I began to protest, the special gag prevented me from vocal protest, and all I could do was watch. I also learned that that gag would be a permanent fixture in mouth 24/7 and kept in place at all times except for oral care or when oral servicing of Mistress and her friends is required. The gag is designed to fit my mouth and has a special slot for the syringes that hold water, soft food and, of course, my cum. Attached to the inside of the gag is a long soft, flexible tube that goes into my stomach for feeding and water purposes.
Now, the urinary catheter was next. Mistress explained to me that Mia would be inserting a 14F-indwelling catheter with a 30cc balloon down the inside of my penis and into my bladder. The initial insertion will not very painful, and as the tip passed by your prostate and into your bladder, a slight pain was present, but only for several minutes. Once in place, I will hardly know it is there. As of this day, I have had a catheter in place 24/7. Every 10 days, the catheter is removed and a new one inserted. Mistress's nursing background assures me that sterile procedures will be used. Mia has had a catheter in her bladder for 2 years, with no infection or problems except permanent incontinence.
To insert the catheter, a syringe full of sterile K-Y jelly especially treated with a numbing agent is placed at the opening of my urethra. With a gentle push, Mia pushed a liberal amount of jelly into my penis. Next, the catheter is slowly inserted. I can feel the catheter move slowly down the penis and finally to the opening at the prostate. With a little extra push, the catheter passes through the prostate and into the bladder. Once in the bladder, Mia attached another syringe with 30cc of saline and inflates the small balloon at the end of the catheter, which hold the catheter in place. Mistress informs me that there is a special medicated ring just above the balloon that makes contact with the muscle. Over a short period of time, this medicated ring or "band" developed by her medical facility will slowly destroy the muscle cells and bladder incontinence will be complete and permanent. As I am unable to protest, all I can do is watch as the catheter is slowly rotated to make sure that the medicated band makes full contact with the muscle tissue. The catheter is to be rotated several times a day to assure muscle cell destruction. Mistress insists that I watch every time the catheter is turned or removed and replaced to further my awareness and constantly remind me that I now have no control over a basic function.
When the catheter is changed every 10 days, a larger one will be inserted and rotated. . The end result will be the easy passage and necessity of a 30F catheter to control urine flow. Attached to the catheter is a clear tubing that connect to a leg bag that is attached to my upper thigh or lower calf, depending of mistress's demands. The leg bag is covered in a pleasing material so Mistress and her friends don't see my urine.
Next, the bowel
treatment begins. Each day, I am given several special enemas that will
not only clean me out, but will insure colon health. A special ring
has been inserted into my rectum that contains the same medication as
the catheter ring. Within several months, the muscle that controls bowel
continence was destroyed, and total bowel incontinence was achieved.
A special butt plug is now used at all times except during the enema
procedures or when Mistress and her friends want to use my rear opening
for dildo play. The plug is inflatable to insure that it remains in
place until removal is required. For added security, the straps that
hold my chastity shield in place also help hold the plug in place. Once
the rectal muscle has been destroyed, the ring has been removed and
the only way to control my bowel is with inflatable butt plugs. The
relaxed opening is now a favorite plaything for dildo use or certain
special male friends that have gained her favor. The male friends are
all gay, so they are no threat to Mistress and her friends. The reaction
of the gay males who see the sheen and texture of my skin and my clear
chastity shield is amazing. They can't keep their hands off of me! The
touch and stroke and eventually use my rear opening for their relief.
I am always completely clean before they begin their play and because
I have no control over my rear muscle, they're cum leaks out immediately.
Again, their cum is sucked into a syringe and forced into my gag. I
cannot taste the cum, but I can feel it gushing into my stomach. On
very rare occasions, my gag is removed, and my mouth is used for blowjobs.
Because of the stomach tube, I cannot swallow, so their cum is extracted
out of my mouth with a syringe and my gag is
Control over orgasms. This was a scary thought! Mistress's condition is that orgasms are no longer tolerated. Her feeling is that when the male has an orgasm, they loose their desire and focus on sex for a period of time. I am to be aroused and kept on a sexual "high" at all times to assure my desire to service Mistress and her friends any time, day or night. That means no more orgasms.
To prevent me from touching myself and to ensure chastity, a special chastity shield made of clear plastic was designed with a clear tube attached to the inside of the shield. The shield and tube hold my penis up against my lower stomach. This allows her full view of my penis and helps make sitting more comfortable. The shield is held in place by four straps that attach to the permanent stainless steel belt that is around my waste above my hips. The two lower straps go down around my ball sac and go through a ring attached to the butt plug. They are then attached to the back of the belt. The other two attach to each top corner of the shield and attach to each side of the belt. My penis is placed in the tube, which is large enough to allow my to have erections. Mistress likes to see my become erect and insists that I look as well. This keeps me focused on the fact that that beautiful hard penis is never to be touched by me again. The catheter is brought out the top of the tube, and then down the side of the tube, and out a small opening at the lower end of the shield. Attached to the bottom of the shield is a small, heavy fiberglass mesh sac that encases my balls. This sac allows my balls confined, but no sensation is experienced when they are touched.
This chastity shield is another way mistress love to torture me. She will gently stroke my smooth thighs and crotch area and watches as I become erect. She demands that I look at the erection as well. She then talks to me about wouldn't I like to stroke that hard, smooth penis - wouldn't I like to feel that in a warm, wet vagina - wouldn't you like to touch and taste all that pre cum and on and on. The more she talks and touches, the harder I get, with no possibility of relief. She brings friends in to see my erect penis and some try to touch it, knowing that it only increases my desire to seek relief. Even though they (or me) may force their fingers under the shield, the tube prevents any contact with my suffering penis.
Because orgasms are not tolerated, Mistress is very aware of the importance of prostate health. Every ten days, when my catheter is changed, Mistress or one of her friends will milk my prostate. After my body is checked for any hair and my enemas are given, I am placed on her special table and in a position that places my butt high in the air. A special vibrating prostate milking dildo is placed inside me and held against the prostate. Then, a condom-type sheath with a special cup at the end is placed on my penis to collect the cum. Because of the length of time between prostate milking, and the amount of pre cum I ooze due to my constant state of arousal, the amount of cum is enough to fill the several ounce cup attached to the penis sheath. My cum is then collected with a syringe, and the syringe is then placed in the special opening in the mouth gag, and the cum is forced into my stomach. Because the tube goes directly into my stomach, I have no choice but accept my cum.
The prostate milking offers no relief of sexual arousal. All I can feel is my prostate being massaged, which offers little pleasure, and my cum passing up my penis. Although I am empty of cum, I have experienced no sexual relief and continue to be aroused. On many occasions, Mistress has my face buried in her smooth cunt with my tongue busy at work while the milking process is taking place. Once my cum has been collected, and I have finished bringing Mistress to several orgasms, the gag is replaced and the cum injected into the gag. All though this process, I am instructed to look at my penis locked in the clear tube under the clear shield as a constant reminder that I have no control over my orgasms and the catheter as a reminder that I have no control over my body functions.
Once, to show her total control, Mistress milked my prostate with the catheter in place. The process was the same, but the feeling of my cum passing up my penis is enhanced because it has to go around the catheter. Instead of spurting out, the cum just oozes out. She has me watch as my cum oozes out past the catheter and I must admit, seeing my cum ooze out was another arousal factor. She was playing with herself while I was being milked, and my cum was collected in her hand. My cum was then collected in a syringe, and fed to me through the gag tube.
Now that Mistress has control of my body functions, she has decided to go several steps further. She has decided that I need to be more physically controlled to be even more humiliated. Up until now, I have had thigh cuffs and ankle cuffs with chains attached to control my ability to walk. Mistress has decided that I need full leg braces to complete my salve transition.
Mistress said that when she was a teenager, a girl in her neighborhood came down with polio. Mistress had known the girl and they both were starting to get to know each other and to realize that they were gay. No sooner did they start to explore their sexual orientation, when her friend was taken away to a hospital and then a rehab clinic. Mistress had not seen her in 3 years, and when she returned home, her friend was very slender and wearing full leg braces. Mistress and her crippled friend began to see each other often, and a full sexual relationship soon developed. Mistress remembers how she would take her friends very crippled legs and spread them and then slowly remove her braces. Once removed, Mistress would gently kiss and lick her friend's legs, paying attention to the marks left by the steel bars and leather straps. Polio destroys the motor nerves, not the sensory nerves. Therefore, her friend has feeling in her legs, but cannot move them. Mistress would also help her friend bath, shave her legs and pussy for her and spend many hours pleasing her crippled friend with her hands, mouth and tongue. Her friend would also bring Mistress to many orgasms with her mouth, hands and tongue. This experience with orgasms and leg braces never left Mistress, and now I was to replace her crippled friend.
The first step in the process was for me to sign an additional condition that I would be in leg braces for as long a period of time as Mistress and her friend see fit. One result could be the slow atrophy of my leg muscles due to nonuse. Mistress may decide to allow that to happen so I will have to depend on the leg braces to walk. The condition was signed with my precum, and as I suspected, that is exactly what has happened. My legs are now atrophied to the pint that I have no muscle use at all. My leg braces are now constant and necessary. I can tell that Mistress still get very turned on when she is putting the braces on or taking them off. She drips fluids during the process, and I clean her with my tongue after each time. She also gets very hot when she watches me walk with crutches, knowing that I am now dependent on those steel and leather braces.
First, I was placed on the special table. My butt was brought right to the bottom edge, and my legs were spread wide. Special foot grips were used to hold my legs out straight and apart. From by butt to my feet, my legs were free of any contact.
Next, gauze was wrapped around each leg from my butt cheek to my ankle. Then, plaster was applied and allowed to dry. After several hours of drying time, a small electric saw was used to cut open the leg casts. The inside of the casts was now a perfect mold in the exact shape of my legs. The casts were matched back together and a fiberglass material was poured into the plaster molds. Within several hours, the cast molds were opened up and out came my legs in fiberglass!
The fiberglass legs were used to make the leg braces so they would be a perfect fit for my real legs - and they were! When my braces were first applied, they were snug and fit exactly to my leg shape. Since that time, and as my legs began to loose muscle tone, new braces have been necessary to contour my changing leg shape.
Mistress loves to show off my braces. Whenever anyone comes to the house, I wear very short shorts so everyone can see my legs and braces. My leg braces fascinate gay men and women and my beautiful skin trapped in the steel bars and leather straps. They want to touch and feel every inch of my legs. The combination of my braces and the clear chastity belt drives them crazy with desire. When they undress, the men have huge hardons and are dripping pre-cum and the women have wetness all around their pussies. I am in for many hours of performing as a sex slave in any manner they wish. Mistress allows them to play with me but demands that the braces must stay on. The braces only come off for daily baths and any necessary skin treatment. Special non-bending splints are used for night use to prevent me from using my muscles. They have rings in the bottom that connect to each corner of my bed to prevent any movement, further preventing my use of muscles.
Several times, I have been taken to a mall or store in my shorts and braces. Mistress is kind enough to remove my gag, but a special interior mouth spring is used to force my mouth shut to hide the stomach tube and help prevent some unnecessary questions by people passing by. People stare at my legs, and many have asked Mistress why the braces. Her answer is I had childhood polio and leaves it at that.
Mistress has had a ceiling mirror installed in my room so I have to look at my controlled situation even when I am lying down to sleep. I lay there looking at smooth, perfect skin, my crotch encased in a clear chastity shield with attached inner tube, full leg braces and a leg bag not attached to my right brace. The scene makes me very aroused and I wait with impatience to service Mistress and /or her friends.
Mistress is not into pain. On rare occasions when discipline is necessary, I am forced to be humiliated in different ways. Once, Mistress was displeased with my tongue action and I was forced to spend a day shopping with her in short shorts with no braces. I could not walk, and had to stumble along with crutches as best I could. Trying to keep my knees locked by shifting my weight was complicated and very awkward. That, plus the cover was removed from my leg bag, so everyone could see my urine and the tube that went up inside of my shorts. Stares of disgust were many, and I was totally embarrassed. Another time, Mistress punished me by removing my necessary butt plug and disconnected my catheter and then put me in diapers and plastic pants. I had to stay in them for many hours full of my urine and shit. A favorate punishment is to feed me lots of wine into my gag until I get tipsy. Then I am told to go for walks with Mistress. Braces and crutches are hard enough when you are sober. It's really difficult when you have had too much wine.
I am now a totally controlled sex slave to Mistress and any of her friends that she feels is worthy of my services. I depend on her for all my functions, and that's exactly what Mistress wants - total dependency of a female over a male.