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Bitchboy part 4

a story of chastity, enslavement, and non consensual femdom.

18+ readers only, adult bdsm themes, sexual situations and profane language

to understand how our "hero" ended up here please read the part 1, 2, and 3.

I woke slowly, I was stiff and sore. Without thinking I tried to stretch, before the crate reminded me that wasn't an option.

I open my eyes to see Dom standing in front of the crate door wagging his tail, the bastard looked like he was laughing at me.

I awkwardly rolled over and got on my hands an knees, which was as comfortable as I could get in the crate. My legs were stiff, my back hurt and between my throbbing attempt at morning wood and a plugged ass mI was pretty miserable. The temptation to call out for Mistress Molly crossed my mind but was quickly abandoned, I wasn't allowed to speak until given permission and the last thing I wanted was another punishment.

Dom continued to stand there grinning at me.

I really needed to piss.

I remained silent.

I could hear Mistress Molly in the other room talking but from a room away I couldn't catch the words, she seemed to be talking on the phone to someone since I didn't hear any other voices. Listening to Molly chatter and laugh while I knelt in the crate with my cock throbbing with my pitiful attempt at a morning orgasm making me clench my ass around the plug really frove home my position, I was sinking deeper and deeper into a hopeless mindset and thoughts of anything other than obeying her every command were getting hard to even entertain.

I knelt in silence for what seemed like forever, stuggling to stay quiet while the need to piss grew more urgent by the second.

Finally Mistress Molly entered the room, "It looks like bitchboy is finally awake, I'll call you in abit" she said and ended her call. "Good morning bitchboy" Molly said while scratching Dom behind the ears, "Time to get moving, we both have busy days ahead of us."

I didn't like the sound of that but I did like the sound of the her unlocking the dog crate, I was finally allowed to crawl out and stretch my stiff limbs. After a moment of being allowed to stretch Molly had me stand and clipped the bondage mitts behind my back again. Clipping the leash to my collar she led me out into the back yard without a word.

"Alright bitchy, time for your morning piss." she said. I squatted and started to piss, the failed erection straining in the cage made it take forever. Halfway thru Molly reached down and abruptly pulled out what I would come to think of as my sleeping plug making me yelp, thankfully I didn't shit this time. Molly walked away with the plug while I squatted trickling urine from my trapped dick, Dom trotted up and sniffed me a few places while I was there. Apparently he was satisified and finally walked off wagging his tail, I was super grateful he didn't piss on me again to mark his territory.

Bladder finally drained I stood and waited, after a few minutes Molly returned carrying the medium sized (but still large) plug from yesterday in her hand. She took the leash and led me to the picnic table and bent me over it and in moments my ass was being stretched from the new plug. Drained and replugged Mistress Molly led me back into the house.

"I made breakfast bitchboy but since you were such a sleepyhead it may not still be hot." Molly picked up a stainless steel dogbowl and placed it on the floor next to the dogs food and water bowls. "Dom was nice enough to leave some water if you're thirsty"

I knelt and leaned down to the bowl, it was oatmeal. I don't like the flavored oatmeals, I just like plain oatmeal but with sugar or honey this had neither but as hungry as I was I dove in anyway. As I lapped up the bland lukewarm oatmeal Molly poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table tapping at her phone, the smell of the coffee was torture but I wasn't offered any.

As I finished my bland breakfast and was licking the bowl clean Molly said "You might have noticed I've learned a few things bitchboy, I was WAY too easy with you the last time." Those words filled me with apprehension.

"I gave you too much freedom and autonomy, and you betrayed my trust because of it." she continued, "I let you think of yourself as a person not a slave, never again."

With a lowered voice and a slight blush she said "Sir Tom showed me how a slave should be trained."

"From this point forward if you don't need your hands for your chores you'll be in some type of bondage 24/7, likewise if your asshole isn't in use it'll be plugged. It's hard NOT to feel submissive with a constantly plugged ass."

Molly lowered her voice again, "Trust me bitchy, I know." I was curious what that meant, and alittle worried.

"In short you'll feel my control every minute of every day."

"So!" Molly said snapping out of her inner thoughts and clapping her hands, " Let's get started with our new lives! Let's get you ready for the day!"

Mistress Molly got up and left the room and I shifted over to the water bowl, it smelled as much like dog breath as I expected. But I was thirsty after the oatmeal and started sucking up water as well as I could.

When Molly returned I was not happy to see the hated cock shaped gag and a handful of leather straps and some other things bundled up in a bag. In moments the gag was strapped tightly to my head, the head of the rubber cock tickling the back of my throat ready to make me gag if I tried to speak. Silenced I couldn't protest as she pulled a leather hood out of the bag, it had air holes for the nose but none for the eyes. Whimpering thru the gag and pleading with my eyes didn't sway her, Molly pulled the hood over my head and buckled it tight sealing me in darkness.

Mistress Molly helped me to my feet and then clipped my ankles together, she went behind me an buckled leather straps around my arms at the elbows and helpless to resist I felt her buckle the evil leather collar around my swollen ballsack. Clipping the leah to my balls and then unclipping my ankles Molly too the leash and led me thru the house.

Walking thru the house blinded I was completely disoriented, I had no idea where in the house we were going. Thankfully Molly went slowly and was amazingly good at guiding me with directional tugs on my ball leash. I followed her helplessly thru the house to some unknown fate.

Suddenly I felt sun and a slight breeze on my bare skin, hearing the clunk of a door and a click of a lock I knew where I was.

"I'm in the driveway" I thought in terror. "I'm in FRONT OF THE HOUSE!! MY NEIGHORS MIGHT SEE ME!!!" My mind was racing, I couldn't be seen like this by my neighbors! I was grunting around the gag as much as I could and shaking my head in fear.

"None of that bitchy, now come along." Mistress Molly said laughing, and with a sharp tug on my ball leash led me forward.

We hadn't walked far when I heard a "Chu Chunk" sound, and with a giggle Molly said, "slaves ride in the trunk, in you go!"

I wasn't happy about it but I had no way to resist. With a series of tugs on the ball leash and more than a few slaps on the ass Molly soon had me lean over the edge of the trunk and roll awkwardly inside the trunk of her car. She had me roll onto my belly and strapped my legs together above the knees and clipped my ankles together, then strapping my ankle chain to my knee strap left me in a pretty strict hogtie.

Without another word she closed the trunk, a few moments later I heard the car start and felt it start moving as we drove away. As I tried to breath slowly and not gag on the rubber cock I thought "Well at least the neighbors won't see me now." The fear of the unknown had me terrified but even so I could feel my trapped cock trying to harden inside its cage.

I had no idea how long we drove or where we were going, but after an eternity in helpless darkness I felt the car stop and the engine shut off. The trunk lid opened and I felt wonderful fresh air after suffering in the hot stuffy trunk.

"Lets get you out of there slave" Molly said as she started releasing my legs, my arms were left bound.

Molly helped me climb awkwardly out of the trunk, hooded I had no idea where we were but I felt gravel under my bare feet. I was happy to be out of the stuffy trunk but my mind was racing, where was I? I prayed no one could see me.

Mistress Molly took up the ball leash and led me forward, after a few feet we stopped and I heard her knocking on a door, after a moment it creaked open. I heard familiar laughter that made my blood run cold.

Miss Ruth, Miss fucking Ruth.

"Well look at what we have here! Hello bitchboy! When Molly told me you'd come back to her I couldn't believe it, but here you are in all your pin dicked glory!" She was laughed. "You must really love being a cock locked little sissy to come begging back."

As I was pulled helplessly inside I fumed, Molly had apparently told her that I'd begged to come back not that I'd been trapped into my current situation against my will. Ruth must think I was really a submissive sissy boy to beg to come back to this and I was helpless to protest gagged as I was.

I heard the door close behind up, and then I heard Molly say "Thank you for watching bitchboy while the guys move my stuff Ruth."

"No problem Molly, I'll put ol' bitchboy to good use today" Ruth chuckled. "My daughter is coming over later, she's at some computer game shit right now, Grace might get a kick out of bitchboy here."

"Btw Molly," Ruth continued, "Tom wanted me to remind you to do a couple of enemas and have your plug in for the boys tonight, they'll want that asshole clean. No panties as usual."

"Yes Ma'am" Molly replied in a small voice.

"Good girl" Ruth said, "Now get down and give each one of my feet a kiss and get your ass moving, the guys will be waiting."

I heard a rustling sound, Molly kneeling and kissing Ruth feet presumably, I heard Ruth say. "Good girl, now move your ass."

"Yes Ma'am, thank you Ma'am" and then I heard the door open and then close.

My mind was spinning, was my cruel and controlling Mistress a slave to everyone else? How the fuck did that happen? When I was with them Tom and Ruth had treated Molly as an equal, the change flabbergasted me. What had changed?

My thoughts were interrupted as a hard pull on my leash had me stumbling along trying to follow Miss Ruth.

I had apparently been brought in the back door of Ruths house behind her shop, I'd been here before and I thought we were headed for the living room. The pull on the leash stopped and after fumbling with the straps Ruth pulled the hood off my head.

Blinking in the dim light or the dusty living room I glanced at Ruth, she looked just like I remembered, huge sagging breasts in a stained tee shirt and her big ass stuffed into a pair of dirty jeans.

Ruth looked me over smiling, chuckling as she noticed the plug. Cupping my balls in her hand with s gentle squeeze she said "you must be one freaky little slut to beg Molly to take you back like this, I mean with your little dick I doubt you got much action any way but to want it locked away and be kept naked licking and sucking? You deserve to be locked up, and serve your betters."

That made me whimper into the gag.

Surprisingly Ruth gently massaged my balls, it felt good and I was shocked to feel myself getting alittle aroused. Chuckling Ruth took her other hand and with her index finger started rubbing my trapped cock thru the bars, in moments I was dripping precum.

She continued to tease me for several minutes, when I started bucking my hips she stopped.

With a laugh she squeezed my balls HARD, I yelped into the gag!

Letting go of my balls she stepped back "just a reminder of your place bitch, for any little bit of pleasure I grant you can expect to pay for it in some pain."

Miss Ruth unstrapped my elbows and unclipped the bondage mitts from each other, then she started unbuckling her jeans. "first things first bitchboy" she said, "I want some fun before my shower."

"BEFORE her shower???" my mind screamed! I recoiled at the thought.

Ruth dropped heavily into a chair and snapped her fingers, I immediately dropped to all fours and took my place between her thighs. She reached down and unbuckled the gag, chuckling as she saw the rubber cock slide out of my mouth. Settling back into her chair she just said "Get to work."

Raising my head to get started I was pleasantly surprised that the massive bush I remembered was gone, replaced with a neatly trimming landing strip of hair. Ruths ass looked to be completely hairless, even her normally hairy legs looked shaved.

Her pussy still smelled musky but miles better than I remembered, and the taste was better as well. I was shocked to find my cock throbbing in its cage as I lapped at her folds, licking her to a several orgasms.

Finally pushing my head back Miss Ruth grabbed my gag and quickly plunged it in and out of her wet snatch several times before stuffing it back in my mouth and buckling it tight.

"Not bad boy" Ruth sighed, "You might even be alittle better at it than Molly."

Even gagged I guess my eyes showed my confusion at that.

Ruth noticed my look and laughed. "Alot of changes around here since you ran away bitchboy, losing you kinda fucked ol' Molly in alot of ways."

"When she let you get away like that Tom was PISSED! He was trying help her learn to be a Domme and he thought she'd been way too soft on you and that was what led to you bailing, she was desperate to keep him and ended up as his little collared cocksucker within days. She lost her job, then her place. Tom started taking her to the clubhouse of the guys he rides with to sling drinks and it spiraled for her, next thing you know she was a little fuck bunny for the whole club. Tom fucks alot of different girls and didn't want her around 24/7 so she ended up crashing here. I do all the ink for those boys on the cheap, they watch out for me and anyone who fucks with my or my place regrets it. Tom said that if Molly could stay here that in return she'd serve me too, so I have her sweep up the shop and keep the house. She also washes and shaves me every day, and I use that slutty little tongue."

"The guys at the club have enough pics and videos of her to fill a couple of porn sites, she's kinda stuck now. But she seems to really get off on being their little fuck puppet and I sure like riding her face, so maybe it's all worked out ok."

I was stunned, and I almost felt bad. As unhappy as I'd been I never wanted to push Molly into this situation by running away.

I was conflicted, I didn't like what had happened to Molly but that didn't mean I wanted to be a cockless slave forever.

Miss Ruth interrupted my line of thought. "Molly forgot to leave the keys to your little mittens or I'd put you to work cleaning, with those stumps of yours you're pretty useless. She's lucky she's not still staying here or I'd bust her ass for it."

Ruth got up and stepped into her panties and wiggled her jeans up, the flopped back into her chair. "Since you're useless for anything else get on your hands a knees, at least you'll make a footstool."

I got on my hands and knees in front of her chair and Ruth propped her feet up on my back and kicked on the tv.

I'd been kneeling there as Ruths footstool for just about an hour when I heard the back door open and close and a female voice yell "Mom I'm Home."

"In here Grace! me and Mollys little bitch!" Ruth bellowed, turning off the tv. Moments later I heard laughter behind me.

"OMG! what a LOSER!" Grace laughed, "Is that a plug in his ass? It looks as huge as the cock cage looks TINY!!"

Grace was in her early 20's by the look of her, curvey with wide hips and full breasts without being overweight. She was what you'd call a corn fed country girl if it wasn't for the buzzed haircut and goth makeup.

Mother and daughter shared a laugh at my expense, then Grace said. "I thought Molly said he ghosted and stole her shit."

"He did, but he came begging back to Molly wanting to be her little bitchboy again" Ruth chuckled, "I guess he craves this shit."

They both laughed at that, then Miss Ruth took her feet off my back and stood up. "You want to watch him for awhile? I need to catch a shower and a nap, I have a tattoo appointment later." she said.

"Sure" Grace said, "any rules?"

"Well I don't have keys for any of the shit locked on him, so the cock cage and mittens stay on. Molly said he's not allowed to talk, like at all, so if you ungag him and he says one word let me know so I can tell Molly." Ruth said. "Other than that have fun, she said he has no limits and consented to anything."

I was getting used to the lies, saying I consented to this hardly meant anything to me.

Before walking away Ruth bent down and clipped the leash to the leather band above my balls and handed the it to Grace and said "use this to lead him around, he likes it." Ruth walked off, presumably to a well needed shower.

"Get up" Grace said, I rose to my feet and stood before her eyes lowered.

Grace doubled the leash in her hand, bringing me up on my toes whimpering. "So, you're the little bitchboy Molly talked about so much" she said. "I like Molly and you leaving hurt her" she growled, "So maybe I should hurt you."

My blood ran cold.

Grace clipped the mitts on my hands behind my back and pulled me up on my toes squealing, and turned and walked down the hall with me following helplessly behind.

At the middle of the hallway we turned into what I assumed was her bedroom, it was a fourpost bed and a desk with 3 computer screens. Grace dug around in the closet and retrieved 4 short lengths of rope. She unclipped the mitts from behind my back and pushed me over on the bed, in a flash she had my hands and feet tied to the four corners of the bed then she walked out of the room. When she returned she have an evil smile on her face and a wooden spoon in her hand. Shrugging out of her clothes Grace stood over me, from her shaved pussy to her full perky tits she was just beautiful. Grace was the very vision of a beautiful voluptuous young woman.

As I lay there admiring the beauty standing above me, Grace smiled and without warning gave my balls a sharp smack with the wooden spoon in her hand.

I screamed into the gag and then immediately began choking on the rubber cock trapped in my throat, as I began to get the gagging under control she hit my balls again. I tried to scream but the fucking cock gag was stil in my throat, I gagged on it and nothing left my mouth but another string of drool. "You deserve this, pain and denial." Grace sneered. You don't deserve pussy, ever."

"but ass on the otherhand, I think you could be allowed to eat ass. Do you want to eat my ass bitchboy?" Afraid of another smack to the balls I nodded, pleading with my eyes. Grace unbuckled the gag and straddled my face.

"three things will get your balls busted. you stop licking my asshole, you slow down, or I just feel like it" she said. "get started bitchboy."

I drove my tongue into her ass with desperation, she sighed and settled lower. I licked and tongue fucked her ass trying to use every trick my unfortunately deep well of experience had taught me, it wasn't enough.

WHACK! Deeper bitch, she snapped. My body convulsed as she delivered a sharp blow to my balls.

I ate ass like I never had before, granted it was a magnificent young ass but that was secondary to the fear of being whacked in the balls. It smelled and tasted like you'd expect, an asshole, but I went after it like it was a delicious icecream cone.

I was tasting ass but I could smell her pussy, the juices were running down my chin. The thing that worryed me was that every time she gave my balls a painful smack I could tell her pussy got wetter, my pain turned her on.

Her juices running down my chin and the clenching of her sphinter told me she was close to orgasm, I tongue fucked her ass like it was and olympic sport, and she started raining blows down on my balls in rapid succession. I was in agony but didn't dare stop.

Graces' body went rigid and she uttered a low "Fuuuuuuck", as more of her juices ran down my chin. I didn't stop licking until she raised herself off my face even though my tongue and jaw were aching.

Getting off me and standing next to the bed I was tied to Grace looked down at me and smiled, "Not bad bitchboy, maybe there's hope for you after all." Then she delivered one last hard smack to my tender balls with the wooden spoon.

Not expecting it I grunted "FUCK!" before I could stop myself.

Grace looked at me with wide eyes, did you just SPEAK? Did you just speak like you think you're a PERSON? she barked. Before I could react she stuffed the cock gag back into my mouth and buckled it TIGHT! Grace chuckled, "You were SO close to doing a good job, now you're laying there still tasting my asshole and due for punishment for fucking it up. that's perfect."

I babbled and grunted behind the gag, Grace just laughed.

"Don't worry bitch, you were fucked either way" She said laughing."I have some ideas for your training to run past Molly that you'll HATE! This just gives me and excuse." The glee in her eyes as she said that made my blood freeze, what "ideas" was she talking about?

She left me tied to the beg, helpless and gagged for the next couple of hours. About an hour into it she added a blindfold, I was left helplessd and blind trying to swallow the drool the gag created without gagging. Grace would leave me alone while did whatever she was doing on her computer for 15 or 30 minutes then I'd get an unexpected smack to my sore balls, she kept it random enough that I was never prepared.

Once she used me to masturbate, riding my gagged blindfolded face with a vibrater against her clit rubbing herself off against my nose. The sounds of her orgasm and the smell of her pussy were making my cock THROB HARD in the cage, her juices ran down my face and I was near to passing out from not being able to breath! When she finally climbed off me I was a total mess. My balls took a beating after that.

Finally I heard Miss Ruth yell from the other room "Grace! bring bitchboy in here!"

Grace gave my face a quick rubdown with something she must have grabbed off the floor (It smelled like a dirty sock) and untied me from the bed, then she clipped my hands behind my back and grabbed the leash and I was dragged to the living room still blindfolded.

"Jeez Gracie, I can smell your pussy on his face from here!" Ruth said laughing "and his little balls are red as a fire engine!"

I stood there listening to them laugh together, horny and feeling humiliated.

"So whatcha doing Mom?" Grace asked. Ruth chcukled and said "You'll love it, he'll hate it. A little surprise for Molly."

I was led a few feet and then pushed down into a chair, I heard her rustling around with something I obviously couldn't see and smelled antiseptic. To say I was scared was a huge understatement.

I wasn't prepared when something hard and metal clamped onto the septum in the middle of my nose, thru the gag I grunted hard.

Grace sounded intrigued "I haven't seen one like that Mom." Ruth replied "Not alot of people want this kind, once you snap it shut it doesn't open. You either have to cut it or wear it for life and it's a bastard to cut being titanium."

That scared me bad, with no idea what was going on I was babbling into the gag. Ignoring my gagged gibberish Miss Ruth proceeded with whatever she was doing and moments later a stab of pain flashed thru my nose. I yelped.

"Calm down and hold still bitch" Ruth commanded "almost done." I felt her do something to my nose that I couldn't identify, then I heard a small "click". "There you go bitchboy" Ruth laughed, "Now let get you done alittle lower down."

As my nose throbbed Ruth unbuckled the leather collar above my balls, she cradled my nuts in her hand and then I felt another "Click". Grace laughed out loud and said "That's AWESOME Mom!!" "Now ol' Molly doesn't have to fuck with the leather strap if she want's to leash him by the balls" Ruth explained, " or she can leash him by the nose ring, and believe me he'll follow."

I could feel a cold ring tightly encompassing my scrotum above my balls, I babbled behind the gag as mu nose throbbed. "Calm down boy" Ruth chuckled, "You're fine. The nose ring looks good and will heal fast, the other ring shouldn't be a problem since your little dick isn't coming out of that cage anytime soon anyway."

"Grace can you run ol bitchboy back to Molly? She should be done with her new place by now. Ruth asked.

"Sure Mom, I wanna talk to Molly anyway." Grace replied. "Lets try out his new ring!"

"Sure baby, gimme the leash." I felt Miss Ruth cup my balls and clip the leash to whatever was there. "Get up bitch boy, time to get going. Ruth said with a laugh. I stood up and was immediately being led thru Ruths place by the balls, I wasn't sure what she'd done to me but the pulls on the leash had alot less mercy than they'd had before.

I was led blindly thru the house and soon felt sun on my skin and gravel under my feet, I heard a car door open and was herded into what had to be a van. Grace guided me into a sitting position on the bare metal floor and I hear the door shut, a few moments later I heard the engine start and we started moving.

We drove for awhile with me sitting on the metal floor, every bump felt like it was driving the buttplug up to my adams apple. Finally, mercifully, we stopped and I heard the engine shut off. I was home.

I heard the door opened and Grace said "Off your ass boy, let's get you inside". I struggled to my feet and with her help stepped down into what I assumed was my driveway. Guided by the ball leash I followed her As I followed the leash I heard someone in the distance faintly exclaim "what the fuck? do you see that guy? That chick has a leash on his balls!" My sphinter clenched, one of my neighbors had seen me! Now they'd be watching, my reputation in the neighborhood would be fucked once this story went around. and I knew it would.

Thankfully I was led thru what had to be my side door, I felt the air conditioning wash over me. If this was where I thought I was I was confused by the smell. "My" house smelled like a mattress after an orgy. After being led for several feet I heard Grace laugh and say "You gotta see this bitchboy."

My blindfold was pulled off and I was treated to a surprising sight. The house was completely different, some of my furniture was still here but alot had ben replaced with Mollys stuff. All of my pictures were gone from the walls and replaced with her things.

Curled up om the couch fast asleep was Molly, she was naked except for a leather collar. There were red handprints on her ass and her makeup had run into a gooey mess. Mistress Molly had all the signs of having been VERY well fucked.

"Rise and shine sleepyhead!" Grace called, when that failed to get a response she gave Molly a slap on the already rosy red ass.

"Ugh, I'm up I'm up." Molly groaned, she sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Oh, hi Grace. Thanks for bringing bitchbot home, I guess I nodded off after the guys left." She got up on unsteady legs, those legs had a sticky trail running down them.

"Want me to watch bitchboy while you hit the shower?" Grace asked. Molly blushed bright red and said "I can't, Sir Tom made a new rule for me. Whenever he cums in me bitchy has to clean up, you can leave now if you want."

"And miss this?" Grace laughed. "Not a chance! besides I have some ideas for his training I want to talk to you about."

"Please Grace, this is embarrassing. I have to suck on his caged cock. After all the big dicks I've had today I hate the idea of you seeing me suck on bitchys' little caged dicklette." Molly whined. The notion that sucking my cock was a humiliation made my face burn with shame.

"No chance Molly." Grace said. "Follow your orders girl, or I'll tell Tom." I couldn't belive this, I'd sunk so low that I was just a slave to a slave. But the thought of "Mistress" Molly sucking my caged cock had me throbbing in the cage and clenching on the buttplug. It made me feel like I'd been broken. "Yes Ma'am" Molly sighed.

I was laid on the floor on my back, and Molly mounted me in the 69 position. My gag was removed and I caught a whiff of her pussy, it smelled musky and well fucked. Despite my revulsion at the thought of eating a cum filled pussy I was desperately horny and was thrusting my hips before even felt her mouth on my caged cock. Without being told I went to work on her well used pussy with my tongue, Molly whimpered and took my cage into her mouth. Grace laughed out loud.

Molly tasted salty, I tried to tell myself it was just sweat until cum started oozing out of her swollen pussy. I didn't stop. Grace circled us smiling with her phone in her hand, taking pictures. Molly had my trapped cock swelling painfully in the cage, it wasn't enough to get me off but I was sure she was getting a mouthful of precum.

She must have been pretty sensitive from her day of "activities" because as soon as my tongue gently slapped her clit she moaned around my cage in her mouth and her pussy began to clench, in seconds she came to a crashing orgasm. Molly squirted her juices all over my face and one last glob of cum slipped out into my mouth, I swallowed all that I could without a word.

Molly slowly got to her feet as Grace clapped, "Good girl Molly! Tom will be SO happy with the video I just sent him!" Molly dropped onto the couch with a sigh, "I've cum SO many times today, I'm exhausted." Grace chuckled, "I bet! Your pussy looks like raw meat!" As I struggled to my feet Grace strapped my gag back into my mouth before I could protest. As I sucked on the gag my mouth tasted like a mens room floor in a whorehouse, Mollys juices mixed with cum.

Molly stretched, "I promised bitchy we'd talk tonight, but I really need a shower first. Can you watch him for a few minutes Please? "Sure babe "Grace replied, "I wanted to talk to you about his training if I may."

"Of course! I'll take all the ideas I can get" Molly said. "Wait, does he have a ring in his nose?" Grace laughed "Yep, mom thought you might like it and I'm surprised you didn't notice his other new ring while his little caged clit was in your mouth!"

Molly jumped up and examined my groin, and the clapped her hands and giggled! "I fucking LOVE it! It'll be PERFECT for his leash! how do they open?"

"They DON'T!" Grace said grinning. "Titanium and once snapped shut they don't open again, EVER! Let's see him try to act like a studly vanilla man NOW!" My cheeks burned red with shame and they shared a long laugh.

"Mind if I explore the place while you wash up?" Grace asked. "Knock yourself out honey" Molly replied. "Maybe we should keep bitchboy out of trouble for awhile. Come on you'll love this." Molly clipped the leash to my new ball ring and headed toward the back dooe, I did NOT like where this was going and babbled behind the gag.

Molly led me out the back door, both of us naked. Grace followed as Dom ran up with the tennis ball in his mouth he dropped the ball and sniffed Molly well used pussy until she gently shooed him off laughing. Molly picked up the ball and handed it to Grace, then to my horror she clipped the leash to the big dogs collar. "Go on Grace, give it a throw" With an evil grin Grace whipped her arm back and sent the tennis ball flying actoss the yard, Dom exploded into motion and with a gagged scream I was helplessly chasing him across the yard.

I immediately realized that the titanium ring around my scrotum was ALOT worse than the leather band from before, not only were my balls pulled but the ring would slide down my sweaty sack if I fell behind squeezing my balls against each other. My balls weren't just being pull they felt like a strong hand was squeezing them, the combination had tears streaming down my face.

Dom grabbed the ball and led me running back to the two laughing women, he dropped the ball at Mollys feet and looked at them expectantly. Grace picked up the ball and tossed it up alittle and caught it, Dom was absolutely dancing in anticipation. I was pleading for mercy with my eyes.

"Go wash your nasty ass you little cum dumster, you smell like a used condom." Grace laughed giving Molly a slap on the ass, "I want to explore the place and then talk about my thoughts on bitchboys training." With that she threw the ball and I was chasing Doms ass across the yard screaming into the gag. As I ran I heard Molly say "Yes Ma'am" and I heard the back door close.

Dom claimed his ball and trotted back to the house, thru the sliding door I couldn't see either of the girls. The big dog trotted over to his bowl and dropped the ball, and as I watched jealously burning with thirst drop proceeded to lapp up cool clean water.

He walked over to a spot of shade by the back door and laid down, panting contentedly. As I stood there catching my breath I looked thru the patio doors into the house, Grace walked by and then opened the door to the basement stairs and disappeared downstairs.

I stood there catching my breath, grateful for the chance to rest. After about half an hour I saw Mistress Molly enter the living room with wet hair wearing a pink robe, a moment later Grace came thru the basement door smiling. The two of them sat on the couch for awhile talking, I couldn't hear any of ot of course. At last Molly got up and opened the back door, Dom jumped up and ran to her dragging me along behind.

"Good boy Dom" Molly said smiling rubbing the big dog, he glowed under her attention. Mistress Molly unclipped my ball leash from Doms collar and pulling it tight pulled me into the house, she led me into the room in front of the couch and pulling the leash down dropped me to my knees. Molly sat on the couch next to Grace and pulling her knees up settled in. Her position gave me a direct view of her swollen pink pussy, even in my current exhausted and terrified state it made me throb in the cage and clench on the big buttplug.

"Alright bitchboy" Mistress Molly started, "Lets discuss your future."

Helpless, gagged and bound, caged and buttplugged, I knelt and awaited their plans for me.

Bitchboy part 3

a story of chastity, enslavement, and non consensual femdom.

18+ readers only, adult bdsm themes, sexual situations and profane languageto understand how our "hero" ended up here please read the part 1 and 2.

I ran, as fast as the hobble chain would allow.

I panted thru my nose, drool running past the cock gag.

My ass throbbed as the big plugs base chafed the crack of my ass, and my balls were in agony.

As for my cock, the thing that had gotten me in this mess because I'd spent so much time thinking with it I wasn't even aware of it at all. It was like it didn't even exist, so many other parts of my body were screaming for relief that my cock didn't even seem to exist.

As soon as Mistress Molly had thrown the ball Dom had raced to retrieve it dragging me screaming to the farthest corner of the yard, the hobble chain making me run in short mincing steps. When he'd got the ball he'd taken a nice leisurely trot around the yard, leisurely for him but as fast I as could run to keep tension off the leash to my poor balls. I got one short break when the big dog stopped to take a shit, I stood there trying to catch my breath while he squatted and the smell was yet another unpleasant part of my already terrible situation.

Dom continued to trot aimlessly around the yard for what seemed like forever, I'd guess it was really about 30 minutes before I got my second short break.

Molly came out of the house with a bowl, and Dom trotted over to her with me close behind.

Putting down the big bowl of water she rubbed the dog and cooed "My good boy has been out in the sun all afternoon with no water, my poor puppy!" Watching him lap up that cool clear water was torture, after all the rubbing in the sun I was dying for a ANYTHING to drink but Molly chuckled and said "My BAD boy will just have to wait alittle longer, I'm not ready to ungag him".

"Nice place btw bitchboy" she continued, "I think I'll be very confortable here, a nice private place with that huge basement is just perfect. oh nice toy bag you've got there too, I think it'll be enough to keep me busy until I can get all my stuff moved in."

With that she turned and walked back into the house, leaving me eyeing the rapidly diminishing water that I so desperately wanted get lapped up by Dom.

When the delicious looking water gone Dom resumed his random tour of the yard. He went to the four courners of the yard and hiked his leg to piss, marking his territory I guess. After my short breather while he drank I was better able to keep up and my balls didn't take as much punishment, although it was still pretty unpleasant. At one point I caught a glimpse of Molly standing ine the window with her phone, it looked like she might be taking pictures.

After marking the yard to his satisfaction Dom trotted back toward the house, before he got there he stopped much to my relief.

The relief was short lived when he stopped and walked back to me, looked at me for a moment and then hiked his leg again.

There are no words for the humiliation and shame I felt as the hot piss hit my legs I stood there panting with my eyes closed and my cheeks burning with shame, had I really sunk so low that even a fucking dog had no respect for me?

I stood there eyes closed and tried to make my mind take me away to anywhere else, until I heard Molly laughing.

She was standing about 10 feet away, holding her phone up to record every second of my latest degradation. "well well well" she chuckled "It looks like Dom is making his property bitchboy, you should be honored".

"Come Dom" she said and turned to walk back to the house, with the ball leash leaving me no choice I followed.

When we got to the rear of the house I saw that she'd refilled Doms water bowl, in spite of my discomfort and shame I couldn't help but look in desperation at that cool clear water as dog lapped some up before stopping.

Unclipping the leash from the dogs collar Mistress Molly looked me over with a look of disgust, "YOU my dear little slave are the nastiest thing I've ever seen, before you can even dream of coming into MY nice house much less me touch your disgusting body you're going to need some cleanup."

Leading me over to the edge of the back porch she reached up and clipped my leash to a hook under the eave that once held a hanging plant that I'd long since disposed of, then she walked over and retrieved the garden hose. Without a word of warning she hit me with a blast of freezing water, causing my to squeel thru the gag. Molly circled me methodically spraying every inch of my sunburnt body, as badly as I'd wanted water this was not what I had in mind! I was shivering uncontrollably and covered in goosebumps, even if it hadn't been locked in the tight cage my cock would have shriveled to a tiny nub.

After she'd hosed me off to her satisfaction Molly put down the hose and walked back in the house, returning with 3 short lengths of rope. Taking my leash in hand she led me shivering to the picnic table. When we reached the table she bent and undid the hobble chain. I was told to bend over the end of the table, then she tied my ankles to the legs keeping them spread. Finally, throwing the last rope over a convenient tree branch she tied the armbinder to it raising my numb arms into a cruel strappado position.

From behind me she said "How's your little ass bitchy? would you like me to remove the mean old plug?" I could HEAR the grin in her voice even though I couldn't see it. I nodded as well as I could in this position desperate to have it out after so long, begging gibberish thru the cock gag. With a chuckle she gripped the base and pulled the plug out with a quick pop, I moaned into the gag and I could feel my asshole gaping open after being streched for so long. "Wow" Molly said with a laugh, "Lisa must have been pretty mad, this fucking plug is HUGE!" I winced at the mention of sweet lost Lisa but before I could savor the relief of the plug being removed I was once again squeeling into the gag as Molly hit my gaping asshole with a direct blast from the hose.

With no way to move or protect myself all I could do was whimper as she worked the stream up and down from my abused balls to the top of my ass crack and the way my ass was gaping open ALOT of water was filling my bowels.

When she finally stopped she walked back into my line of sight and sat down on the bench of the picnic table and casually lit a cigarette, savoring it for a moment she gave me a long look. "This is saturday, we'll have a nice long talk about your new life sunday night. Until then you are forbidden to speak bitchboy, not one single word unless I give you express permission. Nod your head if you understand." I slowly nodded my head, eyes pleading with my Mistress as I burned with thirst.

"Alright then, I bet you're alittle thirsty bitchboy" she said with a smile. "Would bitchy like some nice cool water?"

I nodded YES desperately. Molly walked off and returned with the dog bowl that Dom has been drinking from and put it on that table under my face. "I don't think Dom will mind you using his bowl" she said giggling, "He was nice enough to leave some for you, it's not Perrier but losers can't be chosers." Molly reached for the buckle of the gag. "now bitchboy I'm going to remove this, if you utter a single word I'll force it back in and let Dom taking you running for the rest of the weekend. Do you understand?" she said looking into my pleading eyes. I nodded and in moments the rubber cock I'd been gagging on for hours slid out of my mouth, I worked my aching jaw as I looked down into the dogs leftover water.

As thirsty as I was I hesitated. The thought of all the times I'd watched Dom lick his balls, lick his ass, and then lap up this water with the same tongue from the same bowl made my stomach clench at the thought of it.

Molly noticed my hesitation and snapped "what's the matter bitch? not good enough for you? and walked out of my line of sight, and returned with the plug in her hand. She'd rinsed it off with the hose but it wasn't what I'd call clean, she dropped in into the bowl with a splash. "I'm going back in to get a few things prepared for the weekend" she said, "when I get back I'll either see and empty bowl of I'll watching Dom lead you around the yard some more" and with that she turned and walked away.

As much as the water disgusted me the thought of being leashed to Dom again terrified me, without hesitation I dropped my head and started slurping up water. It smelled like the dogs breath, and my nose kept bumping into the buttplug, but with my raging thirst is was delicious.

By the time I heard Mistress Molly returning the water was gone and I was licking the bottom of the bowel pushing the butt plug around with my nose, I was determined to have that bowl empty and squeeky clean, I did NOT want to risk another run with Dom.

"That bowl better be empty bitchboy" she said as she approached behind me and without warning popped a smaller plug into my abused hole. Chuckling at my whimper she said "Good boy bitchy! that's an empty bowl!! Isn't your owner good to you?? delicious water! plenty of exercise! and I'm being kind enough to allow you a much smaller plug in your slut ass!"

I looked up at her thankful eyes and smiled, with my thirst quenched the smaller plug almost felt like luxury after so many hours stretched by the huge one.

She knelt and started untying my ankles from the table, "grab the old plug with your mouth, we heading inside for now and I sure don't want to touch it". I gripped the base of the plug in my teeth as she untied the rope and lowered the armbinder from the strappado, then she took the ball leash and headed for the house.

I tottered along behind her, after all the desperate running and then the time in the strappado my legs felt like jelly. Dom on the otherhand walked alongside her, tail wagging in contentment.

Entering the back door was SUCH a relief, the heat and sun made the cool interior feel like paradise.

Molly closed the door and the bent down and finally unbuckled the strap that sweet Lisa had buckled around my balls in what seem like another lifetime, my balls were so terribly tender and sore that I hoped no permanent damage had been done to them.

"Go drop that plug in the laundry sink bitchy" Molly said dropping into the recliner, "I'll have you clean it later but now I want to relax for a minute."

I walked to the laundry room, on the way I noticed several black trashbags by the door and as I dropped the plug into the sink I was confused to see my laundry basket was empty. That was ominous, I'd intended to do laundry tonight because it had been overflowing.

Returning to the living room I found Mistress Molly stretched languidly across the couch, "I'm worn out bitchy, it's been SUCH and eventfully day" she giggled, "suck my toes for abit, I'll change your bondage shortly." My arms had gone numb in the armbinder ages ago to the point I was no longer aware they existed, the thought of being out of the thing made me eager to please so I dropped to my knees.

I'm not really into feet, I mean I don't hate them but it's never been a strong fetish of mine. Molly had cute little feet with nicely trimmed and painted nails but they'd been in those shoes for the entire hot summer day and they smelled like, well they smelled like sweaty feet. I took one of her big toes in my mouth and started sucking, swirling my tongue around the bottom.

Mistress Molly sighed "it's nice to have you back bitchboy, and this time I'll make sure to take your training alot more seriously." That worried me. "I'll get some of my stuff moved tomorrow, and do some rearranging here. I'll want a free hand without your pleading eyes to distract me so I'll have to figure out something to do with you, I have a few ideas but I don't want to ruin the surprise." she said with a chuckle.

Worried I silently switched to Mollys' other big toe, I did NOT like the sound of that but I was afraid to break the rules to ask.

"Alight bitchboy that's enough for now, get up so I can change some things." Molly said popping her toe out of my mouth and standing up with a stretch.

As I was struggling to my feet she moved behind me and popped a blindfold over my eyes, the I heard her rustling around with things that I couldn't identify. Mistress Molly fastened something to my ankles that felt like hand cuffs, I shifted slightly to confirm the feel. I wouldn't be going anywhere.

"Now bitchboy, let's change you out of that mean old armbinder. You've been in it all day" Mistress Molly cooed. "the cuffs on your ankles are to make sure you behave while I change your bondage." The hated armbinder that sweet Lisa had put on me was unlocked, unbuckled and dropped to the floor. My arms were numb from the hours spent tightly confined, they were completely useless and filled with the pins and needles feeling as the bloodflow returned.

While my hands and arms were still numb Molly strapped my hands into leather bondage mitts, curling my fingers into useless padded fists and snapped a padlock onto each buckle. My hands were as helpless as before even though the feeling slowly returned to my arms. "give those arm a nice stretch bitchy, before I attach the behind your back" Molly said. Stretching my numb arms above me felt like heaven, when I lowered them she clipped the together behind my back and then removed the handcuffs from my ankles.

"It's been an exciting and exhausting day bitchboy, I think I'll order in some food and have a nice relaxing night at home." Molly picked up my cell phone and wallet off the table. "now whats the first number of your phone pin, tap your foot on the floor."

With no real choice I tapped my foot on the floor 3 times, my head lowered in defeat.

"3, right" she chuckled, "alright second number" In this fashion Molly put in my pin number and unlocked my phone.

"Oh good, you've got a delivery app" Molly said as she idly flipped thru my phone. I'd ordered food with that app alot and the delivery person was this cute little goth girl with purple streaks in her hair, probbaly too young for me but that hadn't stopped me from flirting. Mistress Molly ordered a selection of chinese food and sushi, spending more than I would have.

Molly flipped thru my tv menu looking for something to watch while I stood there silently, 30 minutes later the doorbel rang.

Mistress Molly stood up from the couch and headed for the door, luckily I was standing off to the side and wouldn't be visible from the outside when the door opened. When Molly opened the door I heard the unmistakable sound of the little goth girls voice.

"Uh hello" she said, obviously not expecting Molly to answer the door. "I have a food order for this address"

To my horror I heard Molly say "Yes this is my house now, please bring it in to the table."

The delivery girl came in and on her way to the kitchen noticed me and did I hard double take at me standing there naked collered and caged, my face burned with embarrassment.

"Just put it there on the table while I get your tip" Molly said while retieving my wallet. The goth girl put the bags on the kitchen table while stealing glances at me. "Uh, what's up with him?" she asked.

"Oh shit, I wasn't thinking." Molly exclaimed. "I'm SO sorry for exposing you to bitchboy without asking for your consent!"

"Bitchboy?" the goth girl snorted. "That's hilarious! It's ok I've seen worse, I just never figured him for a subby little sissy boy." My face had to be burning red, I was devastated to been seen like this by her.

"if you want to take a closer look feel free" Molly said, "bitchy has given me consent to show him off to whomever I like."

I raged inside at that lie but bit my tongue, I had to keep Molly happy if I had any chance of ever getting my hands on the key to the cock cage. As much as I hated it I remained silent with my head down.

They crossed into the living room, "Spread you legs bitchboy" Molly ordered. I obeyed and they stood there chatting as they looked me over. "His training has been tough, we hit a few bumps but I think it's back on track now." Molly said "Bitchboy is back where he belongs and before long he'll never want to be anything besides my little slave bitch. As he should. Feel free to look and touch however you like."

The delivery girl circled me, looking me over. "OMG you have BITCHBOY TATTOOED ON HIS ASS!!" she said laughing. "Is that a buttplug I see?"

"Yep" Mistress Molly chuckled, "you shoud have seen the size of the one he had in his ass earlier during his run."

"Run?" the delivery girl asked. "Btw you can call me Star."

"Check this out" Molly said, pulling her phone from her pocket. In moments they were both laughing as they presumably watched a video of Dom pulling me around the backyard by the balls. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me.

"Thats amazing!!" Star said, still laughing. "He's into this?"

"Oh my little bitchboy LOVES it, he begged for me to train him." Molly lied smoothly. I silently fumed.

Star looked alittle puzzled. "but what do you get out of all this?"

"Well, entertainment for one thing." Molly said laughing. "This nice house for me and my dog to live in, and all the foot rubs and oral sex I could ever want. wit his little dick locked in it's little cage his tongue is the only way he could please a woman."

"Bitchboy licks me whenever I snap my fingers, or anyone else I say. His tongue game is pretty good, care to take it for a test ride? He eats ass too."

"Nah, not right now." Star said. "I have tons of orders to deliver and need to get going anyway. Another time?"

"For sure, whenever you want!" Molly said, and they exchanged numbers while I stood there burning with shame.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Molly exclaimed, and walked away returning with my wallet. "Your tip, and alittle something to make up for exposing you to this without asking." Molly opened my wallet and gave Star a $100 bill.

"Thanks!" Star said, "and as for showing me this don't worry about it, my friends aren't gonna believe it!" She turned to leave but no before reaching down and giving my throbbing balls a little pat. "See you around bitchboy, have a fun night!"

With that she left, leaving me wondering who she'd be telling about me.

Molly brought the food into the living room and stripping off her clothes settled in on the couch and turned on the tv, she snapped her fingers and point to the floor beside her and I quickly sunk to my knees next to her.

She ate while stretched across the couch, I hadn't had anything all day and was starving but stayed silent watching her eat.

Molly would occasionally hold out a tidbit for my to eat out of her had, she giggled every time. I wanted more but I was grateful for every bite.

Twice over the course of the night Molly paused her show and with a grin pointed down to her glistening pussy, I dove in and licked to to orgasm without hesitation.

A few hours later Molly got up and stretched, and let Dom out the back door. "I'm bushed bitchy, about time for bed." She went into the bathroom and later I heard the toilet flush, she looked at me and asked, "do you need to piss?" I nodded. "Shit? and I shook my head no.

"Right" she said, and put the leash on the collar around my neck. With a sharp tug to get me started she led me out the back door into the yard. Molly led me out into the yard and said "go on bitchy, empty your little bladder."

I was embarrased but I really had to piss so I squatted down and let my bladder flow, splattering to the grass. While I squtted Mistress Molly put a hand on my head to steady me, and with one quick motion pulled the plug out my ass with a pop.

I gasped at the sudden empty feeling, and with realizing I was going to promptly shit in the grass. Molly laughed.

"Good thing I didn't trust you to know your own body bitchboy, if you'd shit in my house I would have beat your ass.

Molly then had me stand up and bend over, and washed my ass with the cold garden hose. A small plug was inserted in my ass for the night.

As we returned to the house Dom joined us, returning from doing his own business. When we were inside Molly unclipped my hands from behind my back but left the mitts on them. "Hands and knees bitchy" she said I dropped immediately, disturbed by how fast I was getting back into the habit of obeying her without thinking.

She led me crawling thru the house to the bedroom on the leash, the dog walking with us wagging his tail. When we reached the bedroom I saw that she'd moved the dogs' crate into the bedroom, I'd kept it in the laundry room.

she led me to the crate and unclipped the leash, "In you go" she said. hating every fiber of myself I obeyed. She closed the crate and secured it with a small lock.

Molly crossed the room to the bed, I couldn't help but savor every inch of her nude body as I watched. She climbed into what had been my bed and snapped her fingers, Dom jumped on the bed and curled up beside her.

With a contented sigh Mistress Molly said "Goodnight bitchboy, sleep well tomorrow is going to be a VERY busy day."

With that she turned off the light, leaving me locked in the crate in the darkness.

As I shifted trying to get comfortable in the crate I thought about the "very busy day" she'd mentioned, it didn't sound good.

I thought about the day, helplessly ending up under Mollys control.

I thought about Molly showing me off to star.

I thought about sweet Lisa, lost forever.

I thought about the ballons with my only other key, I wondered if they'd actually ended up in that big woods to the west.

I could still smell Mollys pussy on my face, it made my cock throb in it's cage.

As I lay there in the dark curled up in the cramped cage mind racing I thought there was no way I could ever sleep.

I was wrong, exhausted as I was by the day I nodded off to the sound of Dom lightly snoring in my bed.

Bitchboy part 2

a story of chastity, enslavement, and non consensual femdom.

18+ readers only, adult bdsm themes, sexual situations and profane language

to understand how our "hero" ended up here please read the part 1.

I was exhausted, I'd been running as fast as my hobble chain between my ankles would let me for what seemed like forever. My ass was throbing from the big buttplug, I was covered in sweat and I was covered in drool from the ball gag. The drool dripped from my chin and covered my chest, running down my body, over my caged cock and dripped from my balls.

The balls I was beginning to fear were going to be torn off.

As Dom had finished his food I'd steeled myself to try to resist, to stay still and save my only key until I could figure out a way to get out of the strict armbinder that sweet Lisa had left me trapped in and keep my only chance at freedom from Mistress Molly from flying away forever.

I was kidding myself.

When Dom finished his meal he looked around the yard and took off on a lazy lope around the yard. The jolt of pain when he hit the end of the leash took my breath away, I was running in short mincing steps to follow him before I was even aware of doing so.

As I tried in vain to keep up with that monsterous dog I crained my neck wildly to try to watch the ballons with my key as they soared into the blue summer sky, finding that key was a faint hope but the only hope I had.

The ballons soared into the sky and the light breeze sent them to the west as far as I could determine, which was good news, west of me was a huge woods which might catch the ballonns and my precious key.

After that I lost track completely, all I could concentrate on was Dom's ass under his wagging tail, the humiliation of having to chase Dom around the yard wasn't lost on me.

I ran as best as I could with hobble chain, I had no other choice.

As I ran to try to preserve my throbbing balls for what seemed like forever until the sound of laugther intruded into my world, I hadn't heard anyone pull up I'd been completely focused on chasing Doms' ass around my back yard.

Doms' ears perked up at the sound, and he turned and raced to Molly dragging me screaming behind him by the leash attached to my throbbing balls.

Molly knelt down and started rubbing Dom, "There's my good boy, there's my good boy, did you miss me?" Dom licked her face while she laughed, the with a final rub behind his ears she stood up.

Standing in front of me she unclipped my ball leash from Doms' collar, and without warning she jerked me up on to my tip toes.

For several agonizing seconds she kept me dancing on my toes without saying a word, demonstrating her complete control and my own helplessness I suppose.

Finally she spoke "And here we have my BAD boy, did you enjoy your little escape bitchboy?"

I was trying to beg thru the gag, tears streaming down my face to mix with the drool dripping off my chin as I gagged on the rubbber cock filling my mouth.

"Did you think you were clever? Outsmarting poor dumb Molly when she showed you one small piece of kindness in a weak moment?"

I struggled to stay on my toes as she kept the leash pulled tight, my poor balls felt like they were on fire.

I was terrified.I was completely powerless to resist anything Molly felt like doing and she was obviously pretty angry.

"Tom was SO pissed" she continued, "Do know how much cocksucking I had to do to get back in his good graces bitch boy? I'm sure you remember how much Tom likes a good blowjob." and added with a grimace, "or a rimjob? I HATE eating ass."

Molly started walking slowly around the yard, Dom walking beside on her left, me toe dancing along on her right.

"He said I was always too easy on you, that I should have broken you far more before even considering allowing you a free day."

As she walked Mistress Molly slowly eased the pressure on the leash and I was able to lower myself off my toes and walk as normally as my short hobble chain would allow.

I was covered sweat and drool, my ass was stretched by the biggest plug I'd ever worn, and my poor balls were throbbing but the simple act of letting the pressure off the leash made me so grateful that I would have dropped to my knees and kissed her feet if I could. I was shocked at how strong the feeling of gratitude hit me, and worried.

"I started being submissive to Tom" Molly continued, "I loved his cock and the way he fucked me so much that I didn't want to lose him, it turns out Tom has a huge kinky streak." Mollys face turned alittle red as she added "So do his friends"

"It started out with me just serving beers to his friends at the clubhouse in skimpy outfits and then topless, these days it's just Toms' collar on me and heels. I serve drinks.....and do alot of other things."

Molly paused walking. "Sir Tom enjoys them passing me around, it makes him a hero to the guys. I feel like whore but I cum SO fucking hard!!" she paused. "I guess I have more submissive in me than I thought, being submissive to those guys get me SO wet."

"I was starting to think that was going to be my life from here on out, just the clubs whore with no chance to ever be Dominant ever again. But then poor sweet innocent Lisa contacted me."

Molly resumed her stroll around the yard, she didn't pull the lease but I made sure to keep up and not resist.

"Lisa was so sweet, she was curious about your slave tattoo. The things I told her about you were technically all true bitchboy, the cage and the key ARE worth a fair amount of money and you DID take my Dog."

"The things Lisa told me you did, fucking her ass without her consent, cheating on her, those are definitely true."

I hung my head, I did do those things.

"So....what do we do now bitchboy?" Molly asked as she paused her stroll, and then she bent and clipped my ball leash back to Doms' collar.

My eyes went wide with fear. I tried to beg Molly for mercy, mumbling and drooling around the cock gag.

"Calm down bitchoy" she said with a chuckle "you're not going for another run with Dom just yet. DOM HEEL!"

Molly started walking again, Dom obediently walking at her side leading me helplessly along.

"You're probably hoping I'll just hand you the key to that cage on your little dicklette and leave" she said with a chuckle.

"The thing is I couldn't even if I wanted to, and I'm not sure you deserve freedom anyway"

With her eyes down she said "I lost my job, and couldn't afford the rent on the house so I've been staying with Ruth."

I winced at the mention of Miss Ruth, being loaned to her was NOT a happy memory.

"Ruth doesn't have alot of space, so most of my stuff is in Toms' garage."

"including all my toys, including the safe with your key."

THAT was a mindfuck! The only key to my possible freedom was in the hands of a sadistic fucker I despised, this was not good.

All the changes in Mistress Mollys life had my head spinning, she seemed like she enjoyed all the sex even if she felt dirty about it but losing her house and having to crash on Miss Ruths couch seemed like it really depressed her.

Surprisingly I actually felt bad for her.

"So..." Molly continued after a moment "here's what I'm thinking bitchboy"

"I can't have a dog a Ruths place so if I do leave you My baby Dom stays with you, as much as I'd miss him."

"Here's that last choice about anything that I'll ever offer you, think carefully"

"I'll move in here with you and you'll be my slave 24/7, you'll obey every order you're given without hesitation. I'll move my stuff here and we'll pick up where we left off, who knows maybe I'll even give you the key after your 5 years is up."

"OR"

"I leave right now, and I leave you exactly like you are."

"I don't want poor Dom to starve so I'll leave the gate open, he can take you for a nice run around the neighborhood until someone calls the cops and they release you. You'll be the talk of the town bitchboy, good luck living it down."

My eyes went wide, I was terrified of being dragged helplessly out in public by the balls that this fucking dog would be nearly pulling off! Naked, helpless, ass stuffed with a huge plug and a cock gag keeping me from calling for help. If just ONE person snapped a picture I'd be all over the internet forever. The entire world would know me as a perverted freak forever!

I was shaking my head and wildly mumbling around the gag, trying to beg Mistress Molly not to leave me like this.

Laughing Molly said "Aww, does bitchboy want his Mistress to stay? Did bitchboy miss his Mistress? Does little bitch boy WANT to stay in his collar and little cock cage and be my slave??"

I was nodding desperately, I didn't want to be her slave but if she left me like this I'd be ruined and any chance of ever getting my key from Sir Tom would gone.

Molly clapped her hands and smiled "So it's settled, I move in here and bitchboy is back in his proper place."

Reaching into her purse with a smile she pulled out a tennis ball.

"It's a beautiful sunny day out bitchboy, why don't you play with Dom while I get my bag and check out my new house?"

With a laugh she threw the ball towards the far corner of the yard and turned to walk to the house, while I ran screaming into the gag as I was dragged by the balls behind a dog chasing a ball.

A story I wrote awhile back. just one part (so far), I hope you like.

Bitchboy, a story of chastity, enslavement, and non consensual femdom.

18+ readers only, adult bdsm themes, sexual situations and profane language

I tried to stand completely still as I strained against the tight armbinder watching the huge dog eat the food in his bowl, I was desperate not to distract him from his meal.

You see, his leash was secured tightly to my balls.

As I whimpered into the cock shaped gag strapped into my mouth I watched the bunch of brightly colored party ballons that swayed gently next to me straining against the string that I currently stood on, and the shiny key tied to them.

I frantically tried to think of any way out of my predicament, nothing came to mind.

I was truly fucked.

I strained against the armbinder again but it felt like my arms were welded together behind

my back without the smallest amount of give, and I thought about how I'd ended up in this

situation in the first place.

It had all started with Molly, or rather Mistress Molly as she preferred to be called.

I'd had a wide kinky streak for years, mostly as a Dominant. I'd had a few 24/7 collared slaves over those years. I'd enjoyed turning them into obedient little cock suckers and domestic servants around my house. I just LOVED humiliating and degrading them.

When they'd had enough or I got bored with them I moved on.

Life was good. Maybe I was a douchebag but I was a happy one.

Mostly on a lark I'd decide to find a Domme to play with after the relationship with my last

submissive had self destructed.

I hadn't meant for it to be a permanent switch, I just thought it might make me a more effective Dom if I had a better understanding of life on the other end of the leash.

Man oh man, did I ever get a better understanding of submission under Mistress Molly.

She was a cute little redhead with a cute round ass and perky tits, she wasn't beautiful but cute in a Janis Joplin kind of way.

We'd met online, I saw her profile was local and sent her a message and we met for coffee. Things snowballed fast after that.

She was big into chastity, she locked me into a plastic cock cage after during one of our first play sessions, it was comfortable as a cock cage can ever be and I had an emergency key sealed in a little keyholder secured with a numbered plastic lock to keep with me for emergencies.

She kept me in that thing for 3 months, edging me a few times a week with me tied to the bed while she rode my face to countless orgasms and prostate milking me about once a month or so.

For those 3 months I never even got to see my cock uncaged, my sight was either blocked by the blindfold she put on me for edgings or her beautiful bottom end as she rode my face. By the time I was able to look down at my crotch each time she'd already locked me back up in the cock cage, that really began to fuck with my head.

I'd always been fairly proud of my cock, the girth was average but it was nearly 9 inches long. I'd always gotten good reviews from the ladies I'd enjoyed with it.

Mistress Molly called it her little dicklette.

She'd laugh while she rode my face and edged me to the point of insanity, teasing me about having a small cock and that it should be kept locked because a cock that small could never please a woman as well as my tongue could.

I knew she was gaslighting me, I knew better.

I mean I have a big cock right?

Never being able to actually SEE my cock when it was hard was really getting to me, I was starting to really worry that being locked in that little cage was shrinking it or something and in my heart I still saw myself as a big dicked Dominant man.

She started telling me how cute her little dicklette would look with a shiny prince albert piercing while she'd ride my face and edge me, I was NOT keen on the idea.

"The thought of seeing your dicklette cum around a shiny ring is SO FUCKING HOT TO ME, just seeing it cum all plain like this just bores me" she'd say.

After 3 months of not having a satisfying orgasm with constant teasing I was getting absolutely desperate to cum, I finally agreed to get pierced if it meant a chance to finally cum.

Mistress Molly set up an appointment with a friend of hers who was a piercer and tattoo artist and had a studio in a pretty seedy part of town, we showed up after hours and I was sweating bullets.

We were let into the waiting room by a large woman whose huge sagging breasts and hairy armpits were threatening to spill out of the stained tanktop she wore.

"This is Ruth" Mistress Molly said, "But you will address her as MISS Ruth, and you will do EXACTLY what she says"

With a grin the big woman said "strip down with your legs spread hands behind your head boy, lets see what I'm working with." Moments later I was stand as she directed in nothing but my plastic cock cage, blushing from embarrassment.

Cupping my balls and turning my package to look from several angles Miss Ruth chuckled and said, "I can see why you keep him locked Molly, his dick is nothing to write home about", my cheeks burned with shame as I thought "My cock isn't little!!" to myself.

"Well lets get this bitch on the table" Miss Ruth laughed, and I soon found myself strapped down hand and foot helplessly on a padded table. Mistress Molly rummaged around in her purse and came out with her favorite gag, which I HATED!

It was shaped like a cock about 4 inches long and FAT, when she strapped it in any attempt to talk triggered my gag reflex keep me effectively silent.

Then the blindfold went on, I was terrified.

I felt the cool air wash over my cock as the hated cage was taken off for the first time in ages, it felt just wonderful.

As Miss Ruth wiped down my cock with something tingly that smelled antiseptic she asked "you sure you want to start this big Molly? I usually do a PA at just a 10 gauge ring or so to start off, starting this big is going to hurt like a bitch and take a long time to heal"

"Yes" Mistress Molly relied, "He can take it, and I don't want to fuck around for months trying to stretch it out"

Now I was really freaking out, but I was helplessly strapped down and the gag prevented me from making much of a protest.

A moment later I felt a searing pain in my dick, I tried to scream but the cock gag pretty well made that impossible. While I lay sweating on the table I heard Mistress Molly say

"here's his new cage Ruth"

"NEW CAGE??? WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE TALKING ABOUT??" I thought, I desperately tried to get up from the table or shout a protest but both were impossible.

I felt more pain as something was put thru my newly pierced dick, then I felt cold metal compressing my abused member as a new cage was fitted.

"keep in mind Molly, the piercing can't be taken out until it heals and that will take a few months" Miss Ruth said, "if you lock him like this you gotta keep him locked all that time".

"Alright then" Miss Ruth chuckled, "enjoy your new cock cage bitchboy" and I heard a "click"

"BITCHBOY!!!" Mistress Molly laughed, "I LOVE that!! I think that's what I'm calling him from now on!! Ruth It's PERFECT!!"

They chatted for abit while I lay there still strapped to the the table and silently suffered, and while my mind raced. What the fuck had I let myself become?

After awhile Mistress Molly cupped my aching package and said, "I'm going to run out for a couple of drinks bitchboy" she giggled alittle when she used that name "I'm going to leave you here with Ruth to calm down alittle. she doesn't have the keys and wouldn't give them to you even if she did. Remember I told you to do EVERYTHING she says, any command she gives you is to be obeyed without question. If she isn't completely satisfied with your service I guarantee you'll regret it. I'll be back for you later." After a few more minutes talking to Miss Ruth I heard the door open and close and she was gone.

As soon as Mistress Molly was gone Miss Ruth chuckled and said "before I take that gag out and let you up, let me explain the facts of your new life bitchboy"

"The Cage currently locked on your little dick is titanium, and the lock is the most complicated little fucker I've ever seen. The good news is it's light as a feather and the bad news is you won't pick that lock, you can't cut off the cage either without mutilating that little dick of yours. I'd say you're pretty well fucked unless ol' Molly decides to unlock you. Now I'm gonna let you up and take out that gag, if you yell, cuss, threaten, or do anything other than do anything I say then I'll just tell ol' Molly she oughtta just flush those keys down the nearest toilet. Nod if you understand."

I nodded as much as the straps would allow and she slowly removed my restraints, I stood shakily as she unbuckled the gag.

As I was trying to get my aching jaw to work again Miss Ruthstepped back and said.

"My kitty hasn't had any attention for too long" and she started take off her stained jeans.

She pulled down her skidmarked panties, exposing the hairiest pussy I'd ever seen and said "On your knees bitchboy and start licking like your dick depends on it, because it DOES!!"

"Yes Miss Ruth" and I dropped to me knees as she settled into a chair, and I was faced with her hairy snatch. I started licking, I had no choice.

Given a choice I would have never fucked this woman in a million years much less eaten her snatch, but now I licked that pussy like she was Miss America.

The smell was musty and stale, it was a matted sweaty mess and God only knows when she washed it last. The taste I don't want to talk about. After months of not seeing much less tasting any pussy except Mistress Mollys shaven snatch this was a shock.

Her juices streamed down my chin as she grabbed my hair and pushed my face deeper, it went on for what seemed like forever.

Finally after she'd came more times than I could count she pushed me back and laughed,

"not bad bitchboy, I'll give Molly a glowing report! now wipe the cunt juice off your face and make yourself useful and sweep up the place, there's a broom in the corner"

A couple of hours later I was sweeping the floor as I heard Mistress Molly come in, she'd obviously had a few drinks and was a rumpled mess with tousled hair.

She ignored me and went to talk to Miss Ruth.

"I'm sorry I was gone so long, I hope bitchboy behaved himself." she said with a giggle.

"He did" Miss Ruth said, "after I got done with his tongue I put him to work cleaning up, maybe you oughtta get him a maids uniform!" They both burst out laughing.

"Nah" Mistress Molly said, "He hates being kept naked all the time....so I prefer him naked."

"The bar was busy tonight, lots of hot guys" she said with a grin.

"which bar and what fucking guys?" I wondered, but didn't dare ask, I kept sweeping.

"I went out back with Tom...oh Ruth he is SO fucking hot!" Mistress Molly told her friend with a giggle, "He fucked me so hard I nearly passed out!"

"Glad you have fun honey, but it's late and I wanna close up and crash. Why don't you take bitchboy here and head home?" Miss Ruth said with a grin.

Mistress Molly walked over to me, a smile all over her face.

"Get dressed bitchboy, now that you have your chores for Ruth done I wanna go home and sleep for about a week."

I put away the broom and gathered my clothes, as I got dressed I asked as politely as I could. "Mistress Molly may I please talk to you about the keys to this cock cage?"

"Nothing to talk about, I left them with Tom for now. I was afraid you'd make some kind of silly scene. I'll get the keys back when I need them, anyway you're not due for and unlocking for about 6 months. Tom is so sweet to keep them for me, and he has such a wonderfully big cock! Nothing like your little dicklette" she said.

I lost it. "I HAVE A BIG COCK!!! I'M A MAN WITH A BIG COCK!! I WON'T STAY LOCKED IN THIS FUCKING THING!!" I shouted.

it was a mistake.

Mistress Molly's voice went cold, "Correction, make that 8 months BITCHboy. I'll be in the car, don't make me wait." And with that she turned and walked out the door.

Dumbfounded, got dressed without a word and started to leave, but Miss Ruths voice rang out behind me.

"One last thing little bitchboy, my services aren't free. That'll be $100 for the piercing."

Defeated, I dug out my wallet and paid her. I didn't know what else to do.

I could still hear her laughing as I walked out the door.

We drove to Mistress Mollys house in silence.

I knew I had to find a way out of this, things were getting out of control.

When we arrived at her house she headed straight in. I'm tired bitchboy go home, I'll call for you tomorrow or the next day and the door closed behind her.

I stood out there in her yard for a long time, wondering what the fuck I was going to do as my aching cock throbbed in it's cage.

It turned out being four days before Mistress Molly called.

I spent those days trying without success to pick the lock and reading everything I could about titanium. Cutting it off just wasn't an option, I was pretty well fucked.

I also closely examined the cock cage.

I was an open design with closely spaced titanium bars, and a ring that snuggly fit behind my balls. I couldn't tell how exactly it was attached but there was a hook that went thru the piercing in my cock.

I found out I could wash things well enough in the shower thru the bars, and use a Qtip soaked in antiseptic to care for my new piercing.

I was already used to sitting down to piss from my 3 months of wearing the plastic cage so that wasn't a problem, and I'd stopped waking up from morning wood a month or so ago.

The only things I couldn't do was cum, get hard, or take it off. I was stuck.

When Mistress Molly finally called it was short and sweet.

"Come to my house bitchboy" she said and hung up.

I drove over as fast as I could, my heart in my throat as she let me in.

"Strip and massage my feet while we talk about your little situation" she commanded as soon as we were inside.

Not wanting to piss her off again I quickly stripped to nothing but the cage and knelt in front of her to rub her feet.

She sighed as began rubbing her feet, and before I could say anything she began.

"Before you ask bitchboy the keys aren't here."

When she saw how my eyes dropped she laughed.

"What? did you think you were going to sweet talk me into unlocking you after only a few days? Not fucking likely, that cage wasn't cheap. The way I see it you owe me for that cage, and you'll be working it off. I think 3 years is fair for a top of the line titanium cock cage custom made to your measurements, the keys are pretty small, say 2 years for them?"

I was wide eyed and speechless, I had no idea what to say.

"Yes I think thats very fair" she continued, "in three years you'll own the cage, and two years after that you'll get your keys. You can do what you like with them after that but until them you'll be my slave. Life as my slave will be easy, you don't have to think or even speak, you just obey every command I give you."

"Or" she said, "You are free to refuse. Just get dressed and leave. If you do I'll get a restraining order so you can't come near me, change my number, and you'll never be able to speak to me again. But know this, that cage is inescapable and I'm told the lock is pretty much impossible to pick. If you leave you'll never enjoy another erection for the rest of your life."

She dropped something on the floor in front of me.

"Look at it" she said "I had it made for you too, no extra charge"

I turned it over in my hands, it was a heavy leather collar with a a silver tag hanging from it and a small silver bell. The tag read, "Bitchboy, slave of Mistress Molly".

"Now, either put that on and accept your place or get dressed and get out."

I looked at the collar in my hands, I didn't want to put it on.

I didn't want to be a slave, and I damn sure didn't want to spend 5 fucking years in this fucking cock cage.

But if I didn't Molly would be gone from my life, along with any chance of getting the keys.

I was fucked either way.

Silently, eyes downcast, I put on the collar.

"Well done bitchboy" Mistress Molly laughed "welcome to your new life"

The next 8 months weren't easy, Mistress Molly almost broke me.

I spent most nights after work at her place, I was rarely at my house for longer than a few minutes. I spent my evenings cooking and cleaning for my new Mistress, her floors and toilet were scrubbed daily and she got fresh sheets every night. I slept on a dog cushion at the foot of her bed, often in some form of bondage.

Mistress Molly started to get into anal play, I was pegged pretty often and until my cock was dripping but it was never enough to really cum. A buttplug was a constant part of my new "uniform"

I'd be tied and whipped when I displeased her, or simply when she felt like it which was often.

She decided I was out of shape, I spent hours on her exercise bike or her treadmill gagged and plugged.

When Mistress Molly went out for drinks she'd often leave me bound and gagged , although a few times she lent me to Miss Ruth for the evening instead.

I found out Miss Ruth loved to have her asshole rimmed, I don't want to talk about that.

I got to meet her "friend" Tom, remember Tom? the guy who had my keys?

Tom was a big guy, buzzed hair and lots of tattoos. A biker type.

Molly and Tom came in drunk from the bars one night as I scubbed the kitchen floor, I heard Mistress Molly giggling as she yelled "bitchboy come in here and meet Tom!"

I crawled into the living room to a soundtrack of their laughter, it should have been humiliating but I guess I was used to it by now.

I stood by the bed holding their drinks while they fucked, Mistress Molly would occasionally reach over and give my balls a squeeze and they'd laugh.

Afterwards Mistress Molly said "on your knees bitchboy and clean him off, find out what a REAL man tastes like."

This was the most humiliating thing I'd ever done, licking her juices off his cock and balls.

His cock was a little bigger than mine had been back when I was a man.

He shoved it into my mouth and pretty soon I tasted his salty cum shoot into my mouth as his hairy balls slapped my chin. Digging into his jean afterwards he got out two crumpled one dollar bills and dropped them on the floor in front of me "Good job sissyboy".

Mistress Molly LOVED that, "Oh Tom that's perfect, now he's a $2 whore for real. Maybe we should pimp him out for $2 blowjobs for other guys!!"

I HAD to find a way out of this!

My days were a blur of foot worship, housework, eating Mollys pussy and ass, sucking Toms cock, and occasionally being loaned out to Miss Ruth. I was nearly broken, I obeyed every order without complaint.

They even got Miss Ruth to tattoo "Property on Mistress Molly" on my ass cheek.

My phone had parental controls installed, she could check anything I did on it and see my gps position anytime she liked. I was also made to cancel the phone and internet at my house. My service to Mistress Molly had become my entire life.

Then they got the fucking dog.

Mistress Molly and Tom came home one day while I was making the bed and called me into the room. The dog was a monster, as high as my waist, he was a mutt but I think he had some mastiff in his blood. Mistress Molly said "Isn't he adorable bitch boy? I named him Dom, as it Dominant. You know, like you USED to be!" They both laughed at that while I felt my cheeks burn in shame. "Since you're the only one in this house who isn't allowed to be Dominant the dogs place in this house is above yours. You'll care for him, feed him, clean up after him, and you're NEVER allowed to scold him! He's an alpha bitchboy, you're obviously not!"

So "Dom" became another chore for me, Mistress Molly and Tom wanted the dog but couldn't be bothered to do the work of caring for him.

I washed him, fed him, brushed him, cleaned up his shit. That dog shit bigger than I do.

Since I was the only one who wasn't allowed to scold him he obeyed them completely, and completely ignored anything I "asked" him to do. When I was allowed a rare night off to go to my own house I had to take Dom with me, Mistress Molly couldn't be bothered.

In short, life with Dom sucked.

In time my piercing healed and Mistress Molly started edging me again, Sir Tom (Mistress Molly now required me to call Tom Sir) brought my keys over and they were kept in a safe that they made ME pay for. The edging made things worse. I'd pretty much given up on ever getting sexual release again but being brought to the edge again and again before being locked back up made me a constantly horny dripping mess.

Mistress Molly caught whatever dripped out of my tortured dick in her hand and fed it to me before locking me back up, Sir Tom thought that was funny as hell.

I was still always blindfolded, I hadn't seen my dick uncaged in nearly a year.

I was starting to think there was no way I'd ever escape my slavery.

I was almost exactly a year since I'd first been locked up by Mistress Molly when I finally saw my chance to escape.

One night Mistress Molly and Sir Tom came home from the bars while I was cleaning the bathroom, after they fucked they were relaxing naked on the couch passing a joint back and forth while I massaged first her feet and them his. They were both feeling pretty mellow.

"Mistress, Sir" I said eyes focused on their feet, "I have a Doctors appointment tomorrow, I'll be nude for part of it. My Doctor may have questions about the cage."

"I bet he will bitchboy, questions and a good laugh!!" she said as they both laughed.

"I don't want many questions about your cage bitchboy, can you cancel the appointment?"

"No Mistress," I said as I kissed her feet "It's a requirement for my job."

"Well we can't have you unemployed, I'm sure not paying your bills" she giggled.

"You've been broken into a pretty good slave, can I trust you to behave yourself if your little dicklette is unlocked for an hour?" she asked?

Careful to keep my voice steady and not give away my excitement I said "Of course Mistress, I'm happy as your slave." between kisses on each of her toes.

I tried to act completely calm as she got up and walked unsteadily to the safe, opened it, and took out one of the 2 keys that controlled my entire world. I remained silently on my knees, switching to rubbing and kissing Sir Toms dirty feet.

She dropped the key on the floor beside me, I couldn't believe this was happening.

Mistress Molly was clearly drunk, I tried to remain calm. I couldn't fuck this up.

"Take your cage off in the bathroom at the Doctors office before you see him, put it back on right afterwards. Don't fuck this up bitchy, or it won't come off ever again." she slurred.

"I'm tired, I'm going to bed" she said, "suck Toms cock awhile, I'm too tired to do it."

With that, Mistress Molly went into the bedroom leaving the precious key gleaming on the floor. I was fucking flabergasted.

I immediately started licking Sir Toms balls, I didn't want him thinking about what had just happened. He was fucked up enough he hadn't seemed to pay attention to the scene that had just played out. He ended up wanting his ass rimmed after I'd sucked his cock.

I licked that hairy asshole like it tasted like candy, I knew I had to be the perfect slave for this one important night. I thanked him for allowing me the privilege.

Finally after I'd worshipped his ass for at least half an hour he staggered to his feet and headed for bed. "Take the fucking dog with you bitchboy" he said, " I'm sleeping in tomorrow and I don't want him waking us up." And with that he went to bed.

I knelt there on the floor looking at the key, I could still taste him on my tongue.

I was dumfounded, it didn't seem real. I dressed quietly, collected the dog and the key and left.

I was in shock, my mind was racing. Freedom was at my fingertips

Did Mistress Molly even know where I lived? She'd never been to my house or even asked where it was, I didn't know if she'd ever bothered to find it with the GPS tracking on my cell phone.

As I drove along I rolled down my window and threw my phone out into the night, I could get a new one. I'd passed the point of no return.

I got home and took the dog inside, and immediately went to my bedroom and stripped to nothing but my collar and the hated cage. I stood there for ages, staring at the key in my hand.

Finally I worked up my nerve, and slowly took off the cock cage. My cock sprang to life and for the first time in a year I gazed upon the sight of my cock , erect and dripping with need.

I took it in my hand, it only took a couple of strokes before I was shooting a massive load of pent up cum onto the floor. I had never cum so much in my life.

Without even thinking about it I got down on my hands and knees and licked it up, it was just a reflex after all the months of Mistress Mollys training. Dom watched me as I debased myself exactly as she'd trained me to do, if dogs could laugh he'd have been laughing. My cheeks burned with shame as I realized how conditioned I'd become, the taste of my cum still lingering in my mouth.

I took the collar off, dropped it and the cock cage in my old toybag and went to bed.

I could still taste the cum in my mouth.

Over the next couple of months I worked to rebuild my life as a free man, I got a stainless ring to wear in the PA piercing to replace the hook on the cage. I intended to get the tattoo on my ass covered or removed but kept putting it off, I dreaded trying to explain it to a tattoo artist.

I intended to find the dog a new owner, but rehoming a dog as big as Dom wasn't easy.

The bastard still didn't obey any command I tried to give him, he'd never see me as the alpha of the house.

I avoided kink clubs and events, I was terrified of running into Molly or Tom.

I started seeing Lisa, an ex who I'd dumped during an ugly scene when she'd found out I'd cheated on her with a girl she hated. It took some begging, which I'd gotten pretty good at with Mistress Molly.

I'd always kinda regretted fucking things up with Lisa, she was beautiful and smart and fucked like a pornstar. Lisa was amazing, I'd fucked up bad when I drunkenly cheated on her.

Lisa asked me a million questions about the tattoo, I lied and said it happened one night when I was drunk and I didn't even remember who this "Mistress Molly" was. She didn't act like she believed me but she finally dropped it. She also held a grudge about me cheating on her.

One morning when Lisa was there I came out of the shower to find her rummaging thru my toybag. "What are you doing?" I asked "Just looking, I was curious" she replied without looking up from the bag.

"remember when you used to tie me up?" she asked, " make me suck your cock, or the time you fucked my ass even though you know I don't like anal?"

"well I think it's only fair you let me have a turn, I've always wanted to have a guy at my mercy....and you're already naked from the shower.....Please?"

I was hesitant, I'd spent enough time in bondage for 3 lifetimes, but things hadn't been going well with us and if it would make her happy I'd do it.

After all, what's the worst that could happen?

"Ok I guess" I said, "But just this once ok?" I dropped the towel and walked naked to her to get it over with. I'd hoped to be tied on the bed, maybe she'd ride my cock or my face. Lisa had a delicious trimmed snatch, eating her wouldn't be a bad thing and her riding me would be great. Instead her hands came out of the toybag with the armbinder.

That wasn't what I wanted to see, but I really wanted to make things better with Lisa so I turned around and let her put the armbinder on me.

She had it figured out in just a couple of minutes, in a flash it was buckled on TIGHT.

Next she put leather cuffs on my ankles connected with a short chain, I'd only be taking small steps. Just like that I was helpess, she was good at this. Maybe too good.

I was uneasy at how fast she'd made me completely helpless, then I saw the big cock gag.

"Lisa don't use that gag, it's too MMMGGH!!!" I tried to protest, but without hesitation she stuffed it in my mouth and buckled it tight. Now I was helpless and silent.

"Remember tying me up and fucking my ass? I never consented to that. Remember how I cried? When I went home that night I laid in bed and cried all night. The pain wasn't the worst part, you violated my trust. Now it's your turn." she said without smiling.

The buttplug she came back with was huge, she lubed it alittle and shoved it in.

She didn't ease it in, slowly teasing my hole open, she just rammed it home in one thrust.

My eyes streamed with tears, I would have screamed if the gag permitted it.

I guess I deserved it, and if it helped make things better between usI'd take it even if I had a choice.

As it turned out my days of having a choice were behind me, I just didn't know it yet.

I was still trying to recover and get used to the plug so I barely noticed her buckling my "bitchboy" collar around my neck, but when she retrieved the cock cage from my bag I very definitely noticed that.

As I tried in vain to protest around the big cock gag she removed my prince albert ring and quickly had my shriveling cock recaged, alot faster than I thought she should have been able to. How the fuck did she know how that complicated cage went together?

I was worried, I did NOT like where this was going.

Lisa bent and buckled a leather leather strap tightly around my scrotum below the cage but above my balls, she clipped a leash to it and without a word took off walking pulling me along helplessly behind her. She led me out the door into my back yard.

My house is on the edge of town, I have an enormous back yard with a tall privacy fence.

I wasn't worried about being seen, but man was I worried about everything else.

I struggled to keep up, the chain keeping my steps short and the huge plug working in my ass with every mincing step, she walked briskly to the center of the yard dragging me along by the balls.

When we reached the center of the yard Lisa stopped and said "stay here, I need to get something out of my car" and walked back into the house.

I heard the chirp of her unlocking her car out front, then what sounded like her trunk opening and closing. A few minutes later she returned with a bundle of a dozen brightly colored helium balloons. To say I was confused would be an understatement.

Lisa knelt down and raised my right foot, put the string on the ballons under it and put it back down. The only thing keeping the ballons from flying away into the afternoon sky was me standing on the string. Before I could react she tied the key to my chastity cage to the balloons. "stand still bitchboy, you don't want to lose those ballons' she said with a chuckle. I barely noticed what she'd just called me.

"NO NO NO NO!! my mind screamed, "THAT'S THE ONLY KEY I HAVE!!! MOLLY HAS THE ONLY OTHER KEY!!!" I tried to beg Lisa with my eyes as I stood there helples and mute, the balloons with the shiny key swaying gently in the morning breeze.

The big plug made it hard to stand still but I mananged it.

"Did you realize I was falling in love with you?" she asked softly. "When you fucked my ass I was devastated, but I loved you and convinced myself I could forgive you"

"But then you fucked that whore." She said, even if I hadn't been gagged there was nothing I could have said to that. I'd done that, I'd been a bastard to Lisa.

"When you called I thought maybe you'd changed, maybe just maybe you were worth a second chance. Seems like I was wrong." I was confused, what was she talking about?

"I could tell you were lying about the tattoo on your ass" Lisa continued, "so I did some searching on the internet, it isn't that common of a name"

"I found Molly , we've been talking for a few days."

"OH SHIT! NO NO NO, THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!! WHAT THE FUCK DID MOLLY SAY?"

I thought, my mind racing. I begged desperately with my eyes! Lisa just HAD to take the gag out and let me explain! This wasn't what Lisa thought it was, and I couldn't tell her what was really going on with the fucking gag choking me!

"Molly told me all about what you did to her, You haven't changed abit." Lisa said with tears in her eyes.

"What I did??" I thought, "all I did was escape that crazy bitch!!

"Molly said she thought everything was going great, and then without warning you ghosted her, you stole her dog, you left owing her alot of money for some stuff she bought you" Lisa continued, " you're the same lowlife you always were."

I stood there, helplessy bound and gagged as tears streamed down my face.

Mistress Molly had spun Lisa a tale that made me look like a lying lowlife piece of shit.

Maybe I was, but that wasn't how it had happened with Molly.

Lisa didn't know how it had been, and with the gag in I couldn't tell her.

"I'm dumping you, I'm changing my number and blocking you online. Never try to contact me ever again. But after the way you treated Molly she deserves a chance to confront you too, so I have one last little thing to do." With that Lisa turned and walked back to the house.

My mind raced, I had to find a way to explain.

I couldn't lose Lisa, I couldn't be stuck in the cage, I couldn't be at the mercy of Mistress Molly and Sir Tom again. I couldn't come up with a way out of this, all I could do is stand in the summer sun carefully standing on the string to the ballons that held my only key.

When Lisa returned she was carrying a bowl and a couple of cans of dogfood, Dom followed her eagerly eyeing the cans of food. She opened the cans and and dumped them into the bowl, and the big dog started to eagerly slurp it up.

"I gave Molly your address, she'll be by this afternoon sometime to have her say and release you" Lisa said in a cold voice, "until then you get to have alittle exercise."

Lisa picked up the end of the leash attached to my balls, and clipped it to Doms' collar as he ate. She looked into my streaming eyes and said.

"Goodbye bitchboy, have a nice life"

Then beautiful Lisa turned and walked out of my life forever. A few minutes later I heard her car start and drive away.

I stood there watching Dom eat, knowing that when he was done he'd go for a run around the yard. Dom loved to run, that fucking dog could run for hours. With my leashed balls attached to his collar I knew I'd be powerless to do anything but follow and try to keep up.

When that happened the ballons would be released to fly away into the sunny sky along with my only key to the cock cage I'd tried so desperately to escape.

That key would be lost to me forever, like Lisa.

The plug stretching my aching ass made it hard to stand still and think.

I stood still and thought, desperately. I strained against the tight armbinder.

I came up with nothing, the armbinder didn't give.

I watched the food in the bowl rapidly diminish, I realized all I could do was hope that Mistress Molly came soon and had mercy on me.

I knew Mistress Molly had no mercy.

I was well and truly fucked.