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My BitchMaster Fantasy – Part 5

After that weekend with BitchMaster, my life has changed. I still went to work every day, kept in touch with family and friends. But I was now reminded constantly that I was no longer in control with my little cock locked up in the chastity device. My gym visits were a challenge. I always tried to find a quiet corner of the dressing room so no one would notice the cage.

After a couple of weeks of regular routine I started wondering if BitchMaster had forgotten about me. I kept checking emails and apps for a message from him. It was Thursday night after getting home and finding a box on my door step. Inside the box were a note and some clothing from BitchMaster. It was instructions for me to do on Friday. I had to check out of work early and be clean inside and out by 3pm. I was to wear the shorts and sleeveless shirt. Both had stains and crusty spots on them. I stuck my nose into the stains and took some deep breaths. I couldn’t sleep much that night in anticipation of serving BitchMaster again. I ended up taking the whole day off Friday. I knew I wouldn’t get much done anyways. I spent the day cleaning up and shaving my body hair as ordered.

It was finally time to leave and meet BitchMaster at the address he left me. It was a downtown address in the city. I was to park my car in a parking garage and stand on the street corner and wait. I was there a little early and was waiting for 45 minutes before a big suv pulled up and a window rolled down. I was ordered into the back seat by one of BitchMaster’s Alpha friends. “Nice outfit fag. Glad to see you can follow direction.” We started heading further into the city. “Can I ask where we are going Sir?” “No you can’t fag. Shut the fuck up or you’ll be gagged.” We arrived at a seedy part of the city and parked behind some businesses. I was taken into the back door of a tattoo parlor. There was a long hall with rooms on both sides. We entered one of the rooms that were empty. BitchMaster pointed to a table and said “Take your fag outfit off and get on the table.” I folded up my clothes as I removed the shirt and shorts and placed them on a stool in the corner. I got onto the table and was immediately strapped down. I started to panic and was about to say something when BitchMaster said “ok fag, this is whats going to happen, me and my boys are going next door for some drinks well you are getting your mods done. You will do everything Dwight tells you to do understood fag? I don’t want to hear you gave him any attitude.” I nodded and asked “what kind of mods am I getting Sir?” “You don’t need to worry about that. Just do as you’re told.” With that they left me alone in the room. I heard some voices outside in the hall and then laughter. I was struggling to get free when a big muscled guy came in.

He laughed at my attempts to get free. “stupid fag, do you think you have a chance to get free?” He moved around the room setting up a tray with tools of his trade. “What should we do first fag? Maybe start with the nips.” I looked at him with a questioning look. “I’m going to do some piercings as your Master ordered. Some may hurt more then others so you better shut up or I’ll gag you.” He proceeded to pierce my nipples and stick barbell jewellery through the new holes. The pain was intense and caused me to groan in pain but I held in any vocal outbursts.“These are only temporary for the healing process. Once there healed we’ll be swapping them out for something more useful in your new life.”Next will be a PA piercing and then the guiche piercing. I’ll have to remove part of your cage to do the piercing.” He pulled out a key from his shirt pocket and removed the cock part of the cage. It felt weird having it off after wearing it for 2 weeks. Surprisingly the PA piercing did not hurt as much as the nipple piercings. As he was doing the piercings he told me how I should care for them until the healed. I did my best to pay attention as he continued. After the PA piercing was complete he replaced the cage trapping my cock with a PA lock through the cage and locking it in so the cage couldn’t be removed without removing the lock first. “and now the guiche piercing fag. It will be the easiest.” He stuck the needle through the skin on my taint and attached a good sized ring there. “Ok now to give you a branding tattoo. I’m going to let you up so you can turn over. I’ll lay a towel where your new piercings are so you don’t get too much pain.” I flipped over as told “thank you Sir for the towels to lay on.” “Your just lucky that I’m nicer then others. They wouldn’t care about your discomfort fag.” He proceeded to start to brand me. An hour later I was let up off the table and looked in the mirror on the wall. “Property of BitchMaster” in a plain black font. “Ok fag, time to pay the bill.” I looked at Dwight with a questioning look. I hadn’t brought my wallet. “I see you’re still learning judging by the stupid look on your face. I take payment from you servicing me. Get your mouth on my cock now fag.” I knelt down and proceeded to open his pants and pull out an impressive piece even for being soft. I started to suck on the head getting it all wet and worked more of cock into my throat trying not to gag on it. Shortly I had his cock hard he said for me to bend over the table. I got into position and felt his head on my hole. He started to push in using the lube from my throat to ease the process. I jumped at the intrusion and moaned as he worked his cock in and out until he was balls deep. He started to long dick me just as BitchMaster came in. “I see your at the payment stage, nice branding on the ass as usual.” “yeah it went pretty smoothly. I don’t for see any complications as the piercings heal.” Dwight was still long dicking me as BitchMaster moved in front of me and took his cock out. I was already on his dick as he was saying “start sucking fag.”Dwight started quickening his pace as I was getting face fucked. I was getting slammed into the table and could feel the new piercings rubbing. Dwight started pounding me with force as I felt his cock pulse into my depths and fill me with his Alpha cum. BitchMaster slapped my face “What do you say fag” With the cock in my mouth I moaned out a thank you. BitchMaster pulled out and roughly flipped me onto my back and spun me so his cock was lined up with my ass. He shoved in balls deep causing me to moan. The load of cum in me helping to make my hole lubed. “Nice piercings Dwight.” As he played with my nipples and grabbed my cage to see the new lock attached.

BitchMaster grabbed my throat and looked me in the eyes. “We got to hurry fag, you got another bill to pay at the bar.” With that he started to pound into me as his cock swelled and deposited his Alpha seed into me. I took care getting dressed so I didn’t irritate my new piercings and was lead out of the back door and into the bar next door.

BitchMaster took me to the washroom and I was ordered to strip and kneel between the urinals. My hands were tied to the piping on each side. “You will take anyones piss that wants to use you as a urinal fag starting with mine. I opened my mouth and took the head of BitchMaster’s cock in and waited for the flow to start. I swallowed as quickly as I could but couldn’t keep up with the flow and had piss leaking down the front of me. “You’re gonna have to do a better job taking piss fag. I don’t want you stinking up my suv for the ride home. Your certainly going to get some practice tonight.” He said laughing as they left me there. I ended up taking more cocks in my mouth then I could remember and ended up pissing myself from all the liquid I took in. I was a mess when BitchMaster came back to gather me up at the end of the night. “What a pathetic fag. Look at you. Your little clit caged, Nipples swollen and red. You are such a pig.” With that I was released and taken out the back door still without clothes. The back of the suv was opened and inside there was a dog cage. I was told to get in and then a blanket as covered over it to keep the smell from filling the suv. Time to start your new life as my house bitch fag.

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My partner @bruiser-80 taking good care of my boots

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Another mate of mine, he has the fittest ass

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MIND THE GAP!!😈😈

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The wonderful sound of the Bonowi Trilock.

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Aaron is trying to act hard but you can still feel a sense of insecurity. He may wear fresh clothes and sneakers. But these aren't his own clothes. They're property of his master. This 20 year old guy is the slave of a 35 year old colleague. In his slave contract Aaron ceased ownership of all his property to his master. So he's 'borrowing' the clothes he's wearing each day. His dick is locked in a chastity device and around his right left ankle is a GPS ankle tag. His colleague is using this tag to control every movement of Aaron 24/7 even if he isn't at home.

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