1988, September, Friday evening.
...today is special day. Completed work early. Parked car in garage. Quickly stripped down to leather chastity belt. Buckled on wrist cuffs and leather dog collar waiting on peg next to door. Hooked end of leash over peg next and squatted down on the new newspapers covering cold concrete floor, waiting silently. About a year since training began. Still difficult, but no longer impossible, to accept my situation. Smile to myself - beginning to like serving her, faithfully and completely, any way she chooses.
Getting dark...but not allowed, once inside garage, to control anything, even a light switch. Wind whining outside. Air inside is absolutely still: cold, silent and dungeon-like. Finally, sharp click of a lock. Door opens. Can see vague outline of a person reach for and take leash off peg. Got up and walked barefoot from cold concrete onto toasty warm floor. It is not my partner, but instead, one of two girlfriends who have been helping train me, holding leash... yes... special day.
Wrist cuffs are immediately snapped onto collar, denying me any access to my body. In kitchen, silently watched dinner scraps placed into blender... with two small yellow pills from brown, plastic prescription bottle. Never had pills put in my food before. Wondered if they are vitamins or maybe weight loss medication... special day!
Food / water dishes placed on floor. Ordered down on elbows and knees to lick up food and water. As soon as food is gone, led into living room. Stops, looks me in the eyes, smiles wickedly as she shows me the key to the leather chastity in her fingers. Lock clicks and the leather chastity suddenly relaxes... special day, YES!
She says, "STAY!" and pushes me down in front of crackling fire place, wrist cuffs still fastened (!)... unusually special. She leaves silently. Curl up on floor near fire and wait... warm... cozy... drowsy.
Awoke abruptly with feeling odd... queasy... little waves of glowing warmth in stomach. Mouth dry. Breasts full, nipples tight and pin-prickly. Suddenly hot and flushed. Two females giggle from the couch behind me. They are watching me intently. "See, it's happening. I told you it would."
Master's voice from other side of room: "Up. Stand up. Now." Stood up awkwardly, wrists still locked to collar. Suddenly aware all attention is focused on my crotch. More giggles: "See! Look!" Master: "What were you doing just now? What were you dreaming about? Are you trying to masturbate in secret again? Or were you dreaming about something else forbidden to you? Tell me. Now."
"I... no... I..." Notice my abdominal muscles are contracting with waves of warmth, as if together they have will of their own, forcing me to make little pelvic thrusts. Groan.
"You are so pathetic. You can't hide anything with your hands locked to your collar like that. I can see what's happening. I know what you've been thinking of and trying to do. It's time you learned once and for all that this kind of thinking and behavior will not be tolerated!" Hands grab me from either side, force me down on my back, spread knees wide, as master approaches.
"Yes, you were right, girls. It's going to take more than a leather chastity belt. Hold him for a moment. I'm going to get some things from my bedroom. It's time to stop this once and for all!" While she's gone, the waves of heat and abdominal cramps seem to become even more intense. Heat. Cramps. Like a bitch in heat? What's happening to me? Suddenly she is back holding razor and plastic bag.
"OK. Let's get started!" Slowly and carefully she shaved my belly, genitals and anus. "There. That's better: A good bitch doesn't have hair there anyway. Now he's ready. Hold him tight!"
Notice her looking carefully at cork, surgical clamp, long needle and a small, heart-shaped, silver lock in sealed plastic bag. Bag rips open, but now, contents are purposefully kept out of my view. Master slowly explains that last week, her girlfriend told her about how I tried to get her to have sex with me when she had taken off the leather chastity to allow me to got to the toilet. "No, master, I..."
Cotton balls dipped in cold disinfectant slowly wash the tip of my hard member. "We discussed what to do about your uncontrollable behavior, and I have a surprise for you!" Quick, dull pain as metallic forceps click locked just underneath it's swollen head. "I've got something just for you that you will never forget."
Sudden, sharp, searing pain, like a bee-sting. Looked down at myself
to see a long needle sticking through the underside just behind the head of
my member. Gasp. "And this is it." Threads hasp of a small silver lock
back through the piercing, immediately locking it.
Master's voice continues, soothingly: "There! Maybe this will control those horrid male impulses of yours. Take a look. See? This is the key to the lock....the only key. I had this sweet, little lock made just for you. On the front, is my name and phone number. On the back, it says you are not allowed to touch yourself, masturbate or have sex with anyone. I had the lock made just big enough, and placed just so that you won't be able to ever have sex as a male with anyone, unless, of course, I take it off, which, of course, I won't. But it's not too big to be worn inside of a chastity. Oh, I know: You're already thinking it could be cut off. That's true, but I'd know it immediately, and that would end your training and our relationship. So now, let's continue."
Two hands begin touching, stroking and squeezing first one nipple, then the other. Almost immediately the heat waves and cramps start up again. Without thinking, I feel my buttocks arch and present. "Yes, very good. See how quickly he responds to even the least breast stimulation now?" Snickers.
"You're probably wondering what's happening, aren't you? Well, from today on, I've instructed whoever feeds you to begin adding female hormones to your food. Don't look so surprised! Sometimes it will be in the morning, before work, sometimes at lunch, other times dinner. About an hour or so after, and for the next 3 or 4 hours, you'll feel it taking over...like now. At first, like today, it will seem strange to feel yourself a slave to the hormones. Sometimes you'll receive just enough to know they're there, inside of you. Other times, like today, you'll receive more, or the amount may be increased with each meal, until it's clear that you are thinking of nothing else except quenching the fire that will flame higher and higher inside inside of you.
Normally, considering your past behavior, I'd worry about what you might do. But now, I won't have worry anymore, because with both this new lock, and your genitals locked back inside the chastity, there will be no longer be any way for you to do anything about it, at least, not like other men. You'll just burn inside until I decide to decrease or stop the hormones. Slowly, you'll become more accustomed to them. Your breasts will become fuller, your nipples will enlarge, your body will become rounder and fuller at the hips and buttocks. Eventually, your breasts will leak at the slightest touch of a finger or even the feel of your shirt fabric moving across them. But most important, I can now begin to train you to crave only the kind of release that I choose to give you... and your kind will begin with something hard that I choose being inserted inside you... that tight little anus that's trying to contract around my finger right now.
But that's enough. For now, you don't even get my finger to tighten around. Instead, over the next few months, you will be taught to come totally "inside", like a real bitch, and you will be trained to do it immediately at my command. When you come there will be no mess: The hormones will eventually see to that. Instead, you'll crave release until you feel like you burn so much inside that you're soaked with sweat, and screaming for release, and then it will come only in the form of the waves of heat and cramping like you felt tonight. With time you will come to like it better and better. Someday, if you're lucky, and the training is successful, you will learn to climax completely "inside" by yourself.
Perhaps you're beginning to understand what I really means when I say you are to become a bitch in heat? Maybe? Maybe not yet. But truthfully, I really don't care if you ever again experience sexual satisfaction or not...just that you learn to obey me without hesitation, and stop, from this moment forward, acting like the dirty male dog that you have been.
This is the next stage of your training. It is not enough for you to DO what I want, you must come to the place where you WANT, and finally HAVE to do whatever I want..from inside. Do you understand me? You don't have to agree. After just a few months, there will be no turning back. Your body and desires will begin a one-way transformation. Tell me clearly if you understand me."
"Yes, yes, Madame. Yes. But please. I feel like I'm already so hot inside..." Yes...special day.
-DS
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