The Office BoySubmitted by: WormI sat back nervously in the hard chair of the waiting room. It has been some 3 months since my last job interview and I am eager to get this job even though it is not exactly not what I want. There is nothing wrong with the job; it's a PC Technician/ Support role for a small advertising company. It's the location, in a small town in the middle of nowhere, 100's of kilometers from anywhere that is big enough to have nightlife. Not to say the town doesn't have it's charm. It's a nice town, tree lined streets, and little traffic with a nice relaxed feel about it, but big enough that not everyone knows everyone else and small enough that people still say hello to each other on the street. However a job is a job no matter where it is, I had slowly come to realise this over the past year since I finished my formal education. Before seating I had announced myself to the secretary/receptionist, she told me to take a seat and wait until you are called. 'Samantha' her name badge read. Not a bad looking girl, perhaps 18 or 19 years old, she had light brown hair down to her shoulders, hazel eyes hidden by glasses. Her clothes were loose and baggy, but somehow hinted that there was a lot more going on underneath. She totally ignored me while she went on with her duties. After 5 minutes of waiting a door to the side of the reception desk opened. What came through that door appeared to be one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. About 185cm tall, black hair tied back in a ponytail that hung just past her shoulders. She had dark brown eyes which sort of commanded respect. Even though she was a little on the petite side, she had a killer figure, long legs and a large bust pushed up by a tight low cut t-shirt. I tried not to look. "Hi, I'm Natasha" She said. "Steven" I replied, shaking her outstretched hand. "Come with me and we'll get this over and done with." I followed her through the door, closing it behind me. I continued with her to the back of the complex, her desk was in the corner facing the rest of the room, to keep an eye on everyone else I guess. She pointed towards a chair in front of her desk. "Take a seat" she said while she walked around the desk and sat in her chair. I took my seat. "I had a look at your resume and you seem fine for the position. So do you want the job?" I sat there for a moment with a surprised look on my face. I thought I would have to at least try and sell my self. "Err Of course" I replied. "I'm sorry to surprise you like that, but it's hard to get people to come out here and work. But I promise you'll like the place. Everyone is friendly and easy to get along with. Well the pay isn't the best, but the bonuses are good." "Well what does the job actually involve?" Is all I could spit out while trying not to look down her shirt. "Not that hard, just keep all the computer systems up and running, maintain the website, also maintain the fax and photocopiers and order any consumables needed. When things are quiet you can help Samantha type up documents. This may be a small town, but there is more than enough business to keep us all busy." "That sounds great." I replied while thinking probably not enough work here to fill up an entire day. Cushy job. "Before I forget there is a 4 week trial period, that's ok isn't it?" "Fine." "Oh good. Can you start Monday?" "Not a problem." "Great. Just a few more things, dress requirements are smart casual, be punctual and professional, sure it's a relaxed environment and we have our fun, but the clients come first. While we are all here would you like to meet the other staff?" "Sure" I replied. "As you can see the office is separated into 2 parts, reception where Samantha works and this area where Katrina and Jessica and myself work. That's Katrina over there in that corner, and Jessica over in the other corner." Both Katrina and Jessica looked up from their work and said hi, I said hi back and then they both got back to what they were doing. I had to look at both girls twice, to make sure they weren't twins or at least related. Both were about 170cm tall, brown eyes, short brown hair that hung just below their shoulders. Both were similar in build to Natasha and dressed similar to her as well. The most curious thing about them was a smooth featureless bracelet type necklace that sat around their necks. Must be friendship jewelry I thought. "Sorry about that." Natasha said. "They have a deadline to meet this afternoon." "That's ok, we'll talk on Monday I guess." I said sounding a little forward. "So see you at 9am Monday." Natasha said, while leading me towards to door. "See you then" I replied. -- I arrived at the office 5 minutes to 9am, at the same time everyone else got there. We greeted each other and walked in. Seeing Samantha is full this time confirmed my feeling that there is something going on under those clothes, don't know why she doesn't dress like the other ladies, shy I guess. Natasha immediately gave me a list of things to do. "This should keep you busy for a while" she said. I looked at the list, so much for that cushy job. "Thanks I replied. I slowly worked through the list over the next few days. The ladies were great to work with, well most of the time. Jessica and Katrina are great when Natasha is around, but soon as she leaves the office for a little while, Jessica and Katrina start to throw their weight around. Ordering Samantha and myself to do silly little things such as removing staples from documents or emptying the hole-puncher. Generally it was mindless bullying and power tripping, but the week after, Jessica and Katrina decided to take things a bit further. They cornered Samantha and myself and closed in on us. "You better watch yourself Samantha." Said Jessica. "What did I do?" replied Samantha "Don't question me like that. Now beat it." "Sorry" Samantha said before disappearing through the door to reception. "Now you Steven, you better watch yourself too." Katrina said firmly. "What you going to do? Abuse me to death?" I said trying not to laugh in her face. Katrina stepped forward and groped me as hard as she could. I tried not to flinch. "You really don't get it do you? You should show more respect." "What ever" I said back, trying to act tougher then I am. Katrina let go and walked away without saying another word to me for the rest of the day. Later on I asked Samantha what that was all about. She didn't say anything and told me to forget about it and don't make things worse. I left it at that, but still felt a little uneasy, and Samantha's lack of an answer didn't help. The next few weeks went well. Jessica and Katrina still acted like bitches when Natasha was out, but other then that it was a great place to work. One Friday afternoon Natasha called me over. "I'm having a dinner party tonight, nothing special, come as you are." "Ok" I said, "Should I bring anything?" "Just yourself, be there at 7pm." Replied Natasha while giving a piece of paper with her address. -- I drove up the street and found the address I was looking for. I couldn't see the house because of the large solid gates and tall trees. I drove towards the gates and they opened automatically. On the other side of the gates, was a beautiful large house, large front yard with well looked after gardens. I parked the car in front of the garage, got out and walked towards the front door. Natasha opened the door before I could ring the bell. "Good that you made it tonight" "My pleasure." I replied. "Come in and take a seat." I walked in and sat down on the lounge, Jessica, Katrina and Samantha were already there. However, Samantha had gotten changed, she was now wearing tight white shirt and pants, almost see through. But it didn't look right, her bra and panties looked bulky and didn't seem natural. Anyway I was right, Samantha did have one hell of a body under those loose clothes. "Would you like a drink Steven?" Asked Natasha "Orange juice would be great thanks" I replied. "I'll help you." Jessica said starting to get up off the lounge. "No it's fine, you stay there." Replied Natasha while disappearing through a door, which must have been to the kitchen. Natasha returned a few moments later with the orange juice. "Here you go Steven." She handed me the drink. "Ahh thank you" I replied. I drank a mouthful to quench my thirst. -- I slowly opened my eyes, my head hurt and I could make out some blurry figure in front of me. "What happened?" I mumbled. "I drugged you" the blurry figure said, whose voice I placed with Natasha. "You'll feel ok in a moment." "Huh what?" "I put you to sleep last night because I needed to, it's the following morning." My eyesight returned and instantly noticed my body was naked, not only that my pubic hair was gone and there was a plastic cage locked to my penis. "What have you done to me?" I cried out in shock. I felt 2 hands push my shoulders back into my lounge and another hand pull my head back forcing me to look at Natasha. "Show respect" I heard Katrina say from behind me. "Thank you Jessica and Katrina. I had the girls wax your pubic area and place that chastity device on your penis." Natasha said with a stern voice. "Why the hell you do that for?" I felt a hand smack me across the back of the head. "I have already told you to show respect. Don't let me tell you a third time." "I'll let you get away with that today, but not next time. It is as simple as this. You have a choice to make, you either move in here with me and my girls or DCM." "DCM?" I asked. "Don't Come Monday idiot." Katrina Said. "That's right," said Natasha. "You either become my slave and still work for me, or have nothing. I suggest you think about it. You have to 5 pm tomorrow, come before that time with everything you own or come after that and I'll remove the chastity device and pay you what I owe you. Samantha will help you get dressed and see you out." Natasha, Jessica and Katrina left the room without looking back. "What the hell is going on Samantha?" I demanded an answer from her. "That's up to you. Just think long and hard." Samantha said throwing my clothes at me. "Just get dressed, get out of here and come back tomorrow." "What do you think I should do then?" I asked, while getting dressed. "That depends on you." "Big help you are." I said angry while leaving. "Katrina is right, you better watch yourself with an attitude like that." -- I arrived home and immediately locked myself inside my apartment. I took my clothes off to see exactly what was going on down there. My pubic hair down there was gone, all of it, around my groin, my balls, and even my butt. The chastity cage as Natasha put it was something like I have never seen before. A plastic ring was behind my balls and penis while a small clear plastic tube covered my penis, the tube and ring were locked together with a small brass padlock. I looked in the mirror. That's all I could do, look. I couldn't touch my penis or play with it, there wasn't even enough room in that tube for an erection. The tube forced my penis to point towards my feet; I probably have to sit down to go to the toilet too. At least I knew it could come off tomorrow. But what should I do? I laid flat out on the bed gazing at the ceiling. If I become her Slave, I'll lose any freedom that I had. But if I don't I'll lose my job, and the job market hasn't become any easier in the last 4 weeks. 4 weeks? Then it hit me, the trial period, I had forgotten all about it, I guess its up to me if I pass or fail. What about Samantha? Is she a slave to Natasha, Jessica and Katrina? She never does anything without being told, I know she is quiet and shy but I have never seen her act on her own once. And what's with those white clothes I saw her in last night and today, she never dresses like that at work. I started imagining what was under those clothes again, like I have done many times before. Suddenly a burning, stinging pain came from my groin. I looked down and noticed my penis had become erect inside the tube that was obviously to small for it. My balls started turning blue. I tried to take my mind of Samantha, but the more I tried not to think about her, the more I thought of her. I ran out of bed to the shower and turned the cold water on. After a few moments, my erection went down. I got out of the shower and dried myself off; I then went back to my bed and tried to work things out. After hours of thinking I came to the conclusion I had came to before: I was screwed both ways. Looking at my watch told me it was 4am and I hadn't gotten any sleep. For the first time in my life I took a gamble and started to pack my bags. I carried my bags out to my car and then came back into my apartment to see if I had missed anything, I hadn't. I took one last look back and closed the door behind me. -- I arrived at Natasha's house a little after 8am. The front door opened and this time Katrina came out. "I see you made the correct decision slave. Come in now." I followed her into the house. "Take all your clothes off and leave here." I followed her instructions. "Come with me now slave." I followed Katrina across the room; she opened a door and walked through it and then down a flight on stairs. I followed her down the stairs and then a long a long well lit hall. She opened a door and motioned for me to go in first. The room was lined with solid brick walls and tiled floors. There was a desk to the back of the room and one chair. There were closed hooks at various intervals on all the walls. 2 chains were bolted to the floor about a metre apart, another 2 chains hung from the ceiling in the same position of the floor chains. "Stand between the chains slave." Katrina ordered. I walked over and stood between the chains. Katrina locked my wrists to the chains hanging from the ceiling and locked my ankles to the chains bolted to the floor. "You are not to speak unless spoken to. Do you understand slave?" Ask Katrina. "Yes." I replied. Samantha came in and setup a tripod and camera; she pointed the camera towards my restrained body. The she left, she returned 2 minutes later pushing a trolley containing various objects, which I couldn't make out from my position. A moment later Natasha and Jessica came in. "You may activate the camera Samantha." Said Natasha. "Yes Lady Natasha." Replied Samantha. She walked over and press record on the camera. "You will call me Lady Natasha while in this house and the property it sits on. You will call me Natasha while at work and in public. Do you understand?" "Yes Lady Natasha" I replied. "Good you learn quickly. From today, the 30th of March 2003 you will be my slave and property until the day you say you are not." "Yes Lady Natasha" "Katrina and Jessica are also your mistresses, however Katrina will be training you under my guidance. You will refer to both of them as Mistress Jessica or Katrina; you will do what they say as if I ordered it. They are my submissives, and you are our slave" "Yes Lady Natasha" "Samantha is a slave like you. However she is still above you and as a female will always will be. You will call her Samantha." "Yes Lady Natasha" "While on this property you will be dressed in a white shirt, white pants, white socks and white shoes. These are provided for you, like everything else in this house." "Yes Lady Natasha" "Since everything is provided for you. You will be expected to do chores with Samantha, before and after work and on weekends. Failure to do chores to a satisfactory level will be punished." "Yes Lady Natasha" "You will be kept in chastity always, and will be let out only when a punishment or scene requires it. While wearing the chastity belt you will maintain proper hygiene by washing it as best you can everyday. Baths should be taken every 2nd day to help hygiene in the belt." "Yes Lady Natasha" "Katrina, the slave is now yours to do with what you please." Natasha said while handing Katrina a key. "Yes Lady Natasha" Replied Katrina and took the key from Natasha. Katrina put the key into the lock of my chastity cage and opened it. She removed the cage and ring and gave it to Samantha. "Go scrub this clean." "Yes Mistress Katrina." Samantha replied and left the room. My penis suddenly became erect, freed from its prison. "Did I give you permission to have an erection slave?" Katrina screamed at me. Her hands suddenly grasped my penis and balls as tight as she could until my erection went down. "No Mistress Katrina." I said with a lump in my throat. "You will be trained to control that." Katrina's voice returned to normal. "You will be measured for a proper metal chastity belt. This will be specially made to fit you and will completely cover your penis and balls. You will continue to wear the plastic cage until the metal one is made and delivered." Jessica took the measuring tape from the trolley and started measuring, my waist, penis and various other things, sometimes 3 or 4 times. Katrina took the measurements down on a piece of paper. A few minutes later Samantha came back into the room and handed the cage and ring back to Katrina. "About time slave." Katrina said to Samantha. "I am sorry Mistress, I was hard to clean." Samantha apologized. "I didn't ask for you pathetic excuses slave." Jessica stared at Samantha. Intimidated Samantha stepped back against the wall. Katrina placed the ring around my penis and balls and slid the cage on, not really caring if I was comfortable or not. Then the lock was locked shut, Katrina pulled on the cage to make sure it was secure. The key was then given back to Natasha. "Very good Katrina" Lady Natasha congratulated her. "Samantha please turn the camera off and clean everything up." She then left the room. Katrina watched Natasha leave the room and waited until she heard Natasha went up the stairs and closed the door behind her. Katrina swiftly turned around and focused all her attention upon her slave. "I am going to make this clear. I am not going to accept any begging or whining." Samantha packed up the camera and tripod and walked out while pushing the trolley. Katrina continued. "I may pretend to be nice to you at work for the benefit of everyone else, but remember this - step out of line and you will be punished, don't test me. This isn't about sex, don't expect any for the entire time you are here, if I do require your service and if Natasha allows it, it isn't going to be enjoyable to you." "The same goes for me." Jessica spoke up. "If you speak out against us with Samantha, she will tell me, but at the same time I expect you to tell us what Samantha says about us." Samantha returned into the room and waited near the door. "Go do your chores Samantha" "What do you say slave?" Katrina asked. "Yes Mistress Katrina and Mistress Jessica." I replied. Katrina undid the chains that bonded my wrists and ankles to the floor and ceiling. I rubbed my wrists since the cuffs cut into them a little. "Samantha, go do you chores, you are already behind." Jessica instructed. "Yes Mistress Jessica." Samantha replied, and then took off out the room, and then up stairs. "I will show you where your room is now. Follow me." Katrina walked through the door, and then Jessica followed me, closing the door behind us. We went up to the ground floor and then up another flight of stairs. We walked down a hallway until we came to a heavy metal door. Katrina pushed it opened and I followed her in. "This is your room." Katrina announced. "You share it with Samantha. This is your side of the room and that is hers." She continued while pointing. "Notice her side is neat and clean and free of personal objects. Your side will be the same. Through that door is the bathroom; you will also keep that clean. Surprise inspections will happen frequently." "One other thing." Jessica added. "Touch my Samantha without my permission and you'll pay." "Jessica and I will now go down stares and sort your things. Get in your uniform and do nothing else until we get back." They both left the room, and closed and locked the door behind them. The room was nothing remarkable, 2 beds pushed into opposite corners of the same wall. Between the beds was the door to the bathroom. The opposite wall had 2 wardrobes in the corners and between those wardrobes the metal door to the rest of the house. A clothes bin was next to the side of one wardrobe. The walls and ceiling were painted an off-white colour, and the floor was tiled white as well. The room had no windows and was cold and sterile. Like the dungeons in the basement the walls and ceilings also had closed hooks embedded in them, the bed frame also had hooks around it. I guess that solid metal door isn't enough for some people. I opened my wardrobe, and as promised about 7 white shirts and pants were hanging. One set of clothing on. They were tight and similar to Samantha's and left nothing to the imagination. The chastity tube noticeably stuck out under the pants, some underwear would have helped that. I found my white socks and shoes and also put them on. A little while later Jessica and Katrina returned to the room. "Good slave, you seem to be able to dress yourself, maybe there is a little hope for you yet." Katrina blurted out. "If it wasn't for that chastity device people would think he is well hung." Jessica said jokingly before I could thank my mistress. "Mistakenly of course." Katrina replied. "Of course." Jessica finished. "We have sorted all your things slaves, here is what you can keep, a few sets of clothes and toiletries. Everything else has been put into storage. We may let you have some things at a later date. Jessica and myself will go shopping for YOU tomorrow." Katrina dropped the clothes and things in my wardrobe. "You fix that later." "We have decided you will skip lunch today, and go to do chores." Jessica said. "But I haven't eaten anything since Friday and today is sund... " Katrina stopped me mid sentence and smacked me across the face. "The proper response was 'Yes Mistress Jessica.' Now apologise." "Sorry Mistress Jessica." "There is list of chores posted outside this room each day. Your or Samantha's name is written next to each chore. Do not swap chores. Get to it, you are already behind." Katrina said. She and Jessica left the room, and disappeared into another room off the hallway. I looked at the list, it was long, and how were we supposed to do all this every day? Even with 2 people it was too much. OK, first thing on the list for me to do is "scrub clean all underwear in laundry and hang out to dry. They don't ease you in to this do they? And where is the laundry? Sigh. I spent the rest of the day working my way through the chores. I stuffed up so many times I lost count, not my fault I don't know where everything is. I got so many death stares and smacks across the head from all 3 dommes that Samantha looked glad that she was being ignored. I guess I'm the new whipping boy. Finally, as the sun was setting I was called into dinner. Samantha had set the table and Jessica and Katrina had cooked dinner. Samantha had warned me earlier in the day about dinner, that I had to be the last seated. I cautiously stood away from everyone else. Jessica seated Natasha at the head of the table, then Samantha had to seat Jessica and I had to seat Katrina on one side of the table, I then had to seat Samantha opposite Jessica and I sat down opposite Katrina. I sat motionless, following Samantha's lead. First Natasha put what she wanted on her plate and then Jessica and Katrina took what they wanted. Then Jessica took Samantha's plate and put food on her plate without Samantha saying a word. Katrina did the same to me. We both said thank you to our respective mistresses. The dommes spoke amongst themselves and ignored Samantha and myself while we ate. They kind of pretended that we weren't there. I ate everything what my mistress served me not only because I was very hungry, but because I wouldn't dare upset Katrina by not eating what she gave me, even if I didn't like what I was served. Because of the little portions of food we were served both Samantha and I finished before the dommes. Samantha didn't look at me or talk to me, I guess it would be better if I did the same. "You may clear the table slaves." Natasha ordered. Both Samantha and I left our seats and proceeded to clear the table of what was on it. The dommes kept quiet until we left the room and went into the kitchen to wash-up. "I'll do the washing up, you dry everything, and make sure it is dry." Samantha whispered to me. "Ok" I whispered back. After washing and drying the dishes we went out to the lounge room. The dommes were seated watching TV. "We are finished Lady Natasha." Samantha announced. "Good slaves." Natasha said without looking at us. "Put your slaves to bed Jessica and Katrina." She finished. What were we? Children? It was only about 8pm, we had worked hard all day, and our reward was being sent to bed early. Jessica and Katrina went up stairs and into Samantha and my room. We followed almost by instinct. Jessica stood at and the end of Samantha's bed, and Katrina stood at the end of mine. Samantha walked up, stood next to her bed and faced forward towards to mistresses. I did the same. "Slaves remove your clothes. Put them in the clothes bin and your shoes away." Jessica ordered. Samantha and I removed our shoes and socks first, then our pants and shirts. Then I saw it, her chastity belt, and what looked like a chastity bra. Samantha didn't wear loose clothes at work because that what she liked, she was hiding her metal underwear. The chastity belt and bra were nice piece of work. The bra cupped her breasts beautifully, I bet they were nice too, if I ever saw them. The cups left a little room for nipples and had air holes underneath. The straps to the bra went over her shoulders and around her chest like any normal bra, however from the chest strap 2 extra straps went down the side of her body to the chastity belt. I guess these straps held the belt up or the bra down, or both. Her chastity belt was attached around her waist. A shield covered her pubic area and vagina and ended between her legs somewhere, 2 chains came up from there over her firm ass cheeks and attached to the back of the belt. The shield fitted her body snugly, I don't think there was any room to get a finger in there. The bottom part of the shield had been cut out in the centre and replaced with hardened mesh, I guess for hygiene purposes. The belt and the bra were solid metal of some sort, at least 5 millimetres thick. They were skillfully made, there were no corners, obvious welds or rivets. I saw holes where I guess the keys went, but they didn't match any keys I knew off and there was no way that set up was coming off without the keys. I knew what was installed for me. "What are you looking at slave?" Katrina demanded to know. "Nothing, I am sorry Mistress Katrina." I replied and then put my clothes and shoes away and returned to the side of my bed as Samantha had done moments before. "Reach under your beds and retrieve the shackles slaves." Jessica ordered. We did what we asked. "Shackle yourselves slaves." Jessica followed. Samantha shackled her wrists and her ankles together. A length of chain joined the wrist and ankle shackles together, forcing the wrists to stay around the waist. The length of chat between each wrist and ankle was long enough to give some freedom of movement but not enough to allow any speed. I watched how Samantha shackled her self and then I did the same to myself. "Now get into bed slaves." Both Samantha and myself worked our way under the covers of our beds. It was messy and awkward but we managed. Jessica walked over to Samantha and said. "Sleep tight my little nymphomaniac bitch." "Good night mistress Jessica" Samantha replied. Katrina then came over to me and put her head near my head "Just remember I own your arse." She moved away, but not before slowly licking my cheek. "Good night mistress Katrina" I replied. Jessica and Katrina left the room, and closed and locked the door behind them. Then the lights went out, probably switched off from outside the room. "Nymphomaniac?" I asked Samantha. "Shut up" She replied. "Ok then." Samantha let out a sigh. "From the time I started working there when I was 16 to when I was 18, I had 37 partners." "You mean you changed partners every few weeks. What you do, screw them and lose them?" "I was screwed up, one week I wanted to be a lesbian, the next straight and then lesbian again. I didn't know what I wanted. "Uh huh, and you kept count, did you scratch little notches into your bed head?" I said jokingly. "Lady Natasha and the mistresses counted them, and reminded me on my 18th birthday. They gave me the same choice they gave you." Samantha replied seriously. "..and you accepted. They instantly put you in chastity as well?" "I had nothing much to lose. Yeah, leather belt and bra, padlocked." "So when did all that happen?" "About 10 months ago." Samantha said while turning on her side towards me. "Do you regret the choice?" "Not for a moment. Either will you after a while" "What is the chastity belt and bra like?" "Comfortable, but frustrating at the same time, the first few weeks are tough, but then it kind of comes part of your body. "I can't imagine what it is like, being locked up like that for so long." "You will in time, they'll make sure of that. I used to masturbate 3 or 4 times a day before I became a slave. Now imagine to suddenly stop a habit like that. I have tried rubbing the belt and bra against my body for some stimulation but it doesn't work. But it gets worse then that, I have been locked in this bra and belt for 3 months without release and orgasm. So the mistresses decide to torture me last week, they went down on each other and screwed each other with toys, while forcing me to watch. If I wasn't tied to a chair I probably would have jumped in between them." "You love them?" "Of course I do, you love them too, I see it in your eyes." I stayed silent for a few moments before saying "How long are you planning to stay here?" "Until Lady Natasha kicks me out. But I never want to leave, I want to be collared and become a domme like Mistress Jessica and Mistress Katrina." "So one day I could be your slave?" I said jokingly. "That's the plan. At least I know you'll never become a Dom." "How's that?" "For starters you don't have the balls and Lady Natasha will never allow it. Female supremacy thing." "Ok then, I can I ask you one last thing?" "Yeah sure?" "When was all this planned, from the day I was hired?" "Before." She answered and the turned over and went to sleep. I tried to sleep even though I was more than tired, but I couldn't, too much had happened in the last few days. The people who I had worked with had another side which was probably starring me in the face the whole time. I thought I knew these people, but I guess I didn't know enough. Natasha was still nice like she is at work. She seems to use her body and facial expressions to dominate you, rather than tone of voice. Jessica was loving and fair, but doesn't take crap from anyone. Katrina so far is the worse of them, look at her the wrong way and she'll come down on you like a tonne of bricks, worse still I was attached to her as a slave. Samantha, just as I figured - totally hot. But still intelligent and strong. She would probably make a great domme herself and she was right, I love them all, especially her. -- I was in a light sleep when I was startled by someone turning the light on and opening the metal door. I slowly opened my eyes and saw it was Jessica. "Get out of bed slaves." Jessica ordered. Both Samantha and myself got out of bed and stood beside it. Jessica walked over and undid our shackles. They hit the ground making a clinking sound. "You have 30 minutes to get ready." Jessica said and locked the door behind her. "I'll take a bath today, you take a shower, we'll alternate everyday." Samantha said. "Ok, sounds good. What time is it by the way?" I asked. "6am, we are woken up that time every work day. Ok here is how morning's work Get up, get clean and get dressed. You don't need to wear the uniform for chores in the morning, just wear what you will to work. Make our beds and make sure the room and bathroom is clean. We'll be let out at 6:30 for breakfast, which will be given to us like dinner. Then we clean up and start our chores to 8:40, where we make our own ways to work." -- As expected we all arrived at work at the same time, but from what I could tell, everyone took different routes to work, I guess so the public doesn't know we live together... small town and all that. The morning progressed well, everyone was friendly just like it was last week, but at the same time it made me feel uneasy. Katrina watched everything I did out of the corner of her eyes, I pretended not to see her and just ignored her if she didn't speak to me, I was planning my duties so I would avoid her as much as possible. I guess Samantha had it good all alone in reception. Finally lunch time came around. "I'm going home, I wont be back today." Natasha announced. "Jessica will be in charge while I'm not here as usual. Steven you can go out on your lunch break with Samantha. Have a good day." "Thank you, have a good afternoon Natasha." I said back. Natasha left the office, and I finished what I was doing before I took Samantha with me on my break. -- We both sat silently and ate our food. Samantha seemed to eat a lot for someone who was so petite. I just picked at my food with other things on my mind. "Eat more." Samantha blurted out killing the uneasy silence. "You never know when your next meal is." "Ok." I replied taking little notice of what she said. "Look, being allowed out of the office for your lunch break is the only freedom you'll probably get. Enjoy it." "Uh huh. Katrina is going to do something today." I said, stabbing my food with a plastic fork. "Most likely, since Natasha has gone home for the day." "Natasha seems to favour Jessica over Katrina." "Only because she is older, by a few months. They have both been with Natasha for the same amount of time. Doesn't matter; Jessica won't stop Katrina." "What is her problem anyway?" "Katrina's? Before Natasha took her in, she had a boyfriend, he used, abused her and chucked her a aside." "Now all men are the enemy?" "Yes. Natasha and Jessica don't like men that much either, I should warn you." "Then why did they take me in?" " I don't know. Look try not think about it, just go with the flow. Everything is out of your hands." We both went silent again, she had given me more to think about, even though she said I shouldn't. "Its time to go back, we can't be late." Samantha said getting up and putting her mess in the bin. -- "About time!" Jessica yelled to me as walked through the door to the back part of the office. "I'm sorry, but I think I'm back in time." I said back. "No, I don't think you are." "But.." "Shut up and get over here." Katrina butted in. I walked over to where Jessica and Katrina were. "Drop your pants and underwear and then bend over the desk Steven." Katrina continued. I did what she asked and out of the corner of my eye I saw Jessica pick up a wooden ruler. "Twenty on each cheek should be enough. to make you remember how to treat your mistresses." Jessica said. Jessica started flogging me with the ruler as Katrina kept count, it about 5 minutes until the number 40 was finally reached. "Your arse is a nice shade of red Steven." Katrina said. "Do you think that is a virgin arse?" Jessica asked Katrina "I bet it is Jessica.. Is it Steven?" "Yes Katrina." I replied. "We'll fix that soon enough, don't worry." Katrina gloated. "Well it will be the only penetrative sex he'll know about for a long time." Jessica laughed. "Pull your pants up and get out of my sight." Katrina ordered. I went quickly back to work, I was everywhere Jessica and Katrina wasn't. You would be surprised how long I could drag out a single simple job to take up rest of the afternoon. Finally finishing time came around. "Jessica and Me are going shopping to get you something half decent to wear Steven. You and Samantha will stay back to lock up and clean up and then go straight home." Katrina said before walking out the door with Jessica. Samantha came into the back part of the office to empty the bins. "What did they do?" She asked. "Just bent me over the desk and flogged my arse." I replied. "You'll be fine." Samantha smiled. "Then they joked about sticking things in my arse." "Well they do have a large collection of butt plugs, dildos, vibrators and various other things." "Oh thanks, I feel so much better now." "Don't worry, they'll start off small." "Every time someone says don't worry around here, I start to worry." Samantha rolled her eyes. "Start vacuuming and I'll clean the windows and furniture." -- Once back home, I got changed in to my uniform and got started with my chores. Natasha laid back in the deck chair, drinking wine as Samantha and myself cleaned the pool and swept the paved area. She just laid there, gazing over to see what we were doing every once in a while. I guess if she said nothing, everything was alright. "Come here slave." Katrina yelled from the back door. Both Samantha and I looked up. I guess Katrina and Jessica were back from shopping. "The male one." She followed up. I walked over to her. "Yes Mistress Katrina." "Your new clothes slave." She said handing me the bags. "I don't care if you like them or not. Just wash them, iron them and wear them." "Yes Mistress Katrina." "Put your clothes away and come back down here and finish your chores." Natasha said before sipping some more wine. "and Katrina, you and Jessica get dinner started." "Yes Lady Natasha." Katrina and I both said. -- After cleaning up after dinner Samantha and I were in the lounge room dusting the shelves and other things that laid about the room. The ladies were quietly watching television. Some stupid reality TV program, none of the ladies seemed terribly interested. "Jessica and Katrina, I think you should amuse yourselves with the slaves tonight. Give Samantha some extra attention." Natasha said giving Jessica the key. "Thank you Lady Natasha." Both Jessica and Katrina said. "Slaves, both of you, go to your room, Get undressed and stay there 10 minutes and then come down to the dungeons." Jessica ordered. "Yes Mistress Jessica." We both said. Samantha and I put away what we were doing and went up stairs to our room. -- Samantha and I waited at the entrance to the dungeon. Could see through the door that the trolley was set up with things I could make out from where I was standing. The camera was on, and the red light told me it was already recording. "Come in slaves." Katrina asked. I followed Samantha into the room. Katrina grabbed me and took me to the other side of the room, I was chained in the same way when I was first taken in as a slave. Samantha was taken over to the opposite of the room. "The female slave will stick her arms out to the side and will not move from that position" Jessica ordered. Katrina picked up what looked like an electric cattle prod and walked over near Samantha. Jessica taped Samantha's eyes shut with medical tape and then placed a thick leather blindfold over that. A gag was placed inside Samantha's mouth, it then strapped around to the back of her head, then under her chin, another 2 straps came from the gag piece, up either side of the nose and met at the forehead to form one strapped that joined the other straps at the back. I suppose to stop jaw movement. Samantha didn't move a muscle. Jessica took a key from her pocket, walked around behind Samantha and unlocked her chastity bra. She then moved Samantha's arms as if Samantha had no control over them and slid the bra off. Samantha's arms were then chained into a similar position as mine were. "You like her breasts don't you slave?" Katrina said to me. "Yes Mistress Katrina." I replied. "I bet you would love to put your hard penis between them now and suck on her nipples." "Yes Mistress Katrina." "Only in your dreams slave." "Yes Mistress Katrina." Jessica then walked around in front of Samantha and unlocked her chastity belt and then slid if off her. Jessica then chained her legs to the ground like mine. A small patch of pubic hair was quickly removed by strips of wax. "She looked so tight, doesn't she slave." Katrina said. "Yes Mistress Katrina." I replied. "Don't be fooled Slave, she's like the town bike, everyone has ridden her... except for you of course." "Yes Mistress Katrina." Both Jessica and Katrina went over to the trolley. They turned around carrying a hand full of clamps and string. "Slaves. We are going to play 'Puppets'" Jessica announced. "You slaves will be joined by clamps and strings. For example, Samantha's left nipple will be joined to Steven's right nipple. When one slave pulls on the string it will pull on the clamps of both slaves. Just to add a little more fun, the tighter you pull the tighter the clamps get." Katrina and Jessica separated, lengths of string opened between them. Katrina attached one clamp to my nipple. I let out a little yelp. Katrina gave me a disapproving look. She attached another clamp to the other nipple, and another 2 clamps to my balls. Samantha had her nipples clamped just like me, but both her left and right labia's were clamped. Jessica and Katrina made sure the tension on the string was tight. "I wouldn't move slaves, if you can help it." Katrina said. "I don't think it is fair for Samantha." Jessica told Katrina. "Why is that?" "Well the male can see what is coming and prepare for it." "True, I'll blind fold him, might gag him to, he'll probably scream like a little girl." Katrina blindfolded and gagged me in a similar way to Samantha. "You go first Puppet Mistress Jessica." "Why thank you Puppet Mistress Katrina." Jessica replied light heartedly. I heard someone move things around on the trolley. "The 9 inch studded dildo?" Katrina asked Jessica. "Of course Katrina, she can take it." I heard moaning from Samantha as the dildo was obviously pushed into her. She moved her pelvis back a bit which sent sharp pains to my balls. I let out a muffled cry. I let out a louder muffled cry as I felt studded cold leather hit the underside of my balls. My whole body moved back, pulling tightly on all clamps. Samantha let out a large groan, probably angrier with me than the clamps tightening on her skin. There were a few moments of eerie quietness until Jessica, I assume it was Jessica started flogging Samantha which sounded like a cat-o-nail tails. 15 blows I heard, each blow making Samantha move back, causing more pain to both of us. Jessica and Katrina spent another 30 minutes of playing "Puppets", probably a game of Katrina's creation, she likes inflicting pain on others. "I'm bored with these slaves for tonight." Jessica said with a yawn. "Me too, I'll start putting everything away." Katrina replied. My clamps were removed quickly and without concern for my body... the pain was terrible as the blood rushed back into my nipples. I felt someone pull on my nipples with there fingers. "Your nipples are red raw slave, they'll hurt for days. Specially when your clothes rub against them." Katrina said softly in my ear. "Samantha you stupid slave, you have pussy juice running down your legs, count yourself as lucky since you didn't orgasm. Katrina stand by while I put her back in her chastity." Jessica said. I heard the chains drop away from Samantha's limbs. "Yeah ok, I think we should send these 2 to bed gagged and blindfolded. They talk to much when they are alone." Katrina suggested. "Good idea. We should shackle their hands apart to the bed head to keep them from trying to remove the gag and the blindfold as well." Jessica added. "There you go Samantha, back in chastity, still no orgasm for 3 months, and don't expect one anytime soon." She finished. My chains dropped away from my limbs and I was led up to my room. -- After a few weeks I became used to being a slave, and was starting to enjoyed it. The chores didn't become any easier but I got used to them, well most of them, I really had scrubbing toilet bowls, even it is Natasha's. Jessica and Katrina were always dreaming up of new ways of torturing Samantha and myself, but often enjoyed beating us the most. Katrina took more interest in my appearance, I now had to be totally hairless from the neck down, and at work I had to wear clothes that matched the colours hers were. Natasha instructed Katrina to put me on a "Sphincter Stretching Program", they think I'll be able to take extra large butt plug within 12 months, Often I'll spend half the weekend and a few days in the office a week wearing different types of butt plugs and harnesses. Samantha and I spent all our lunch times together, when we were allowed to that is. I think we were both glad to be able to talk to someone about what is happening to us. We often spent hours whispering to each other before we finally fell asleep each night to, when we could, the mistresses like to leave the gags in over night after a scene. -- "It's arrived slave." Katrina said to me when I got home from work one day. "What is that Mistress Katrina?" I asked with a blank look. "You have forgotten you silly slave. Your chastity belt." "Oh I had forgotten about that, Mistress Katrina." "It looks very nice too, so do the accessories." "Accessories, Mistress Katrina?" I asked. "You'll see soon.. Go to your room, get out of your clothes and go to the dungeon." I did what I was asked. Natasha and Katrina was in the dungeon waiting for me, obviously Samantha and Jessica were not invited, or didn't need to be there. Again a camera was set up. "Stand in between the chains slave." Katrina ordered. Katrina shackled my hands to the chains hanging from the ceiling, but left my ankles free. Natasha handed Katrina a key. Katrina slid the key into the lock of my chastity belt and removed the lock, she then removed the tube off my penis and then the ring from around my penis and balls. My penis became rock hard in seconds. Katrina walked over to the trolley and put on 2 surgical gloves on each hand. She picked up a tube of something and emptied a little bit of its contents on her hand. "This will stop all feeling in your penis for a little while slave." Katrina said while rubbing the liquid on my penis. She then placed 5 condoms on my penis. "You will tell me when you orgasm slave." Katrina started stroking my penis. After about 30 seconds I reached orgasm. Weeks of build up and waiting and I felt almost nothing and didn't enjoy it. "I have orgasmed Mistress Katrina." I announced. My penis started going limp immediately. She removed all 5 condoms and wiped over my penis with a disposable wet-towel. Katrina went over to a second trolley which was covered with a white sheet, removing the sheet revealed a shiny stainless steel chastity belt, and other things. She picked a small metal tube and rubbed lube inside it and brought it over to me and slid my penis into it. Then she picked up the actual chastity belt and placed it me, sliding the tube into the front shield, making it point down between my balls. Then she clicked in shut. "The key, please Katrina." Natasha demanded. Katrina gave the key to Natasha. "Yours to keep Lady Natasha." "Thank you, attach the accessories Katrina. The keys to these accessories are yours to keep to use at your pleasure." "Yes Lady Natasha." Katrina picked up a stainless steel butt plug, lubed it, and slid it into my arse. She then picked up something similar to the front shield; she attached it to the end of the front shield and to the back of the belt and locked it in place. I felt it hold the butt plug in place. The only thing left on the trolley were 2 shackles, which had a short chain between them. She attached these to my legs, halfway up my thighs; these were locked in place as well. "Very good Katrina." Natasha announced. "Thank you Lady Natasha" Kristina replied and then unshackled my hands from the ceiling. "The slave may resume his chores." "Thank you Mistress Katrina." I replied.
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