Fetish + BDSM Fiction

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Listen to Me, slave, you are kneeling in front of Me, your head and body are naked and freshly shaved , and I am holding the leash attached to your collar. you are now 38 years old. Five   years ago, you have agreed to become My slave. you have accepted that I determine your future. you were a perfect slave. for months, I am considering to make you less than the slave you   are, to   transform you into an object, a creature, unworthy to be considered a man. you non longer are useful as a slave to me. I found another one, more beautiful, more dedicated than you. But I won't let you go in the nature, free to have a life not depending of Me you entered   My life, you are going to stay there.  you are wondering why you have not been put in the dungeon since last Sunday. Listen to Me, slave,   you are going to know why : This evening   you will be sedated ;   My new slave and I will   process you to make ...

I’m on my back on the floor. First there was a big plug forced in to my ass, just after the regular morning clean ouy. Then I was put in to a full rubber cat suit, with attached socks, gloves and an open face hood. Around my neck a heavy rubber collar was locked with a padlock. Then I was donned with waders, they were fastened on me by a belt, the belt was locked with a padlock. After that I was put in to a heavy rubber straight jacket closed and strapped firmly, absolutely no room or space to move. To my surprise my face kept untouched. I was forced on my back on the floor and then my had was placed in to some sort of box. My belt was secured to the floor on both sides and my legs were spread and I felt that a bar was connected between my ankles, also secured to the floor. The box was closed tightly around my neck and locked to my collar. A strap was then placed over my shoulders and also secured to the floor. There was no way now that I could move even a 10th of an inch. I felt that ...