Induction to becoming a slave (February 28, 2024)

I arrived promptly at Master’s dungeon at 3:15 eager to experience him again. In retrospect, it's both strange and not so strange that I would want to come back so soon. On one hand, in the previous session with Master, I never ejaculated. On the other hand, my 'inner slave' cried out for more attention. I honestly didn't care that I didn't ejaculate and was grateful that I wasn't even given the choice. In a lot of previous encounters with other Doms, they'd often ask me if I'd wanted to cum. That always struck me as a weird question because my go to response was always, "If that's what Sir wants". I've always been expecting the superior male to either make me cum or not, and honestly found it odd that I would be given the choice. Well this time and beyond, I won't be given a choice, which I find gratifying.

Again, my retelling of this is what I experienced and may not be in the correct order or with the correct instruments. Today, Master and I didn’t really spend much time chatting. He allowed me to sit down but I forgot to say thank you. His immediate response was “Thank you SIR”, which i responded in kind. I was so grateful and humbled by the immediate correction. Master told me to stand, put a blindfold on and take my shirt off. He then stripped me of my pants and underwear and put me in steel wrist and leg irons. Next, he led me to the dungeon where he first manhandled my balls to get, apparently what was a ball stretcher that was lined internally with spikes, on. At first this was painful, but it went away and the weighty feeling of the  ball stretcher was somewhat comforting - that wouldn’t last. He ordered me to get on my knees and to back into a cage. For some reason I was having a difficult time so master said that if i didn’t get into the cage in 10 seconds I would be punished… Fearful of this, I worked through whatever I needed to in order to back myself into the cage. This was very uncomfortable and I was in a very awkward position. Master let me stay that way for a minute before he mentioned that I should shift my orientation so that my legs were behind me. I was extremely grateful that Master directed me to position myself so that I would be more comfortable with what was coming.

This cage wasn’t an ordinary cage, that was clear when master ordered that I put my head down and through an opening in the cage. He then secured the top part of the cage so that my head was immobile. My only support were my arms and legs. At first this felt fine and comfortable with my balls weighed down and my head locked in. That was to change drastically. Master then inserted an anal hook into me and connected the ball stretcher to it. He then pulled the entire contraption back and tied it to the top of the cage so that any movement would be quite painful for my balls and asshole. It’s unclear how long I was in this position, but my head was locked in, my balls and ass were his where he would periodically tighten the arrangement causing significant amounts of pain, all the while my arms were tiring. Because my arms were weakening and in an awkward position, I would try to shift them around to last longer, but doing so, if not done correctly, would make me pull on the ball and ass contraption which would send jolts of pain through me. At some point, Master also attached some nipple clamps to me.  As if that weren’t enough, master than wrapped an electric shocker around my thigh - now I've seen these contraptions in porn but have never experienced them and was honestly scared shitless about it. This made it super clear that I had no choice in any of this and that I was just Master’s object to do with as he desired. Master periodically would shock my thigh at different levels. Each time of course I would unintentionally shift which caused the ball and anal contraption to move and the nipple clamps to move. The magnitude of sensations in my body at any time was overwhelming. After some time, the ball stretcher unintentionally came off. Once Master saw that, I believe his words were “Well that’s unfortunate, you’ll regret that” as if it were my fault that it came off…which because I'm a slave, it was. I knew what was coming in my heart when Master undid the thigh shocker. The amount of fear and blubbering coming out of my chest was significant, not to tell master ‘please no’ but rather ‘thank you, Master’. Master took the thigh shocker and fastened it around my balls. I of course was shaking everywhere, with my arms giving out, breathing becoming hard because of the steel neck enclosure when master shocked my balls. It was sharp and excruciating and I’ve never felt it before and I spasmed uncontrollably in the cage… and I was grateful to Master. During this time master kept saying that i was “owned” and that “I was now a slave outside the dungeon”. At the time I didn’t really process any of this. To be honest I thought this was just part of the scene - More to come on this later.

Once my time in the cage was complete, Master ordered me to crawl out and offered me some water which i took gratefully. He then had me stand up, put spreader bars on my feet and placed a steel hood over my head that had a bit that would fit into my mouth. He then inserted an electric butt plug in me. I knew immediately because i could feel the wires hanging out of it. He then ordered me to lay down and positioned me in such a way that my head was attached to the building so that I couldn’t move. I believe he also cuffed my hands together but could be wrong. Next he attached electrodes around my cock and balls. Again, I’ve seen these in porn, and have only used an electric butt plug once in the past, but Master did as he wished and started shocking my penis and asshole in different settings while I was continually thrashing on the floor. At one point, Master asked how I was doing and I responded that I was in pain from the nipple clamps - they had been on for much longer than I was used to, not to mention my nipples were already very sore from the previous session. Master graciously took them off, and our session continued. Master then took some ball crushers to me. I’ve never had my balls squeezed like that before and it was so excruciating that I thought I would throw up. I think Master saw this and allowed me some relief by taking them off. To be honest I felt a little saddened that I let Master down and that I couldn’t take more of this. I felt like I had failed. Master never said a word or chastised me, for which I was grateful. 

After Master had enough of shocking and torturing me on the floor, he told me to stand up, secured some grips on my hands and proceeded to crucify me again. This time, although I tried, I couldn’t last nearly as long as the time he did it a couple of days ago. I think it was a combination of my muscles already being weak due to the initial session and then my time in the cage. Honestly, my arms were like jello. Master, after some time, graciously allowed me to come down. Master than fastened my collar to the foundation of the building via an assortment of chains and ordered me to try to escape. I felt truly like a slave trying without any hope to get out. 

After our session ended, Master made sure that I was okay and that I could function before I left. When I got home I sent Master a message to thank him where he wrote back “You are not to ejaculate without my advanced permission. Effective Immediately.” I asked if i could ejaculate that evening to which he replied “You may not.”  I don’t know if I can convey the amount of gratitude and happiness that I felt. I had thought that what Master said about being owned and his slave outside the dungeon was to just heighten what I was feeling during the session. No…Master wanted me to be owned and his slave for real. Here’s the following transcript verbatim

Slave - “Okay SIR, TBH I didn’t know whether you were saying those things as part of a scene… or you expect that…”

Master - “Outside of the dungeon, as I said.”

Slave - “Yes SIR”

Master - “Good. I’m glad we are clear. You are owned.”

Slave - “Thank you SIR… (how do I navigate that with my partner?)

Master - “One step at a time”

For anyone that knows they are a slave but can't really become one because of society, hearing something like this is like ecstasy. It truly feels great being a slave and owned…and the feelings are only growing day by day.