Please read the tags for this story before you read. It has male slavery, forced sex, chastity and others in a female dominated world.
The Whore
Chapter One
"Grooming and Training"
I squirmed in slight pain as the Tattoo artist finished the 'E" it was last letter in the word "WHORE" that was inked across my smooth, hairless, and muscled area right above my large, caged penis.
The groomer had lasered off all my body hair below my eyebrows, it was my third and hopefully final session as the third procedure usually does the trick; permanently removing the body hair.
My owner prefers her property this way, it's easier for her to maintain and I have less odor after my strenuous workouts.
This makes cleansing me, getting me ready to pleasure the superior gender, the female gender, a much simpler task, saving my owner valuable time.
It has been a long day already, and now I was at the Tattoo Parlor getting some more marks of my owner.
Despite the discomfort and pain my cock was straining inside its cage, my owner has edged her property relentlessly the last several days as she likes her possession needy and desperate.
To make things worse the Tattoo artist was hot, her hard nipples were poking through her tight white tank top, and I could clearly see small hoops pierced through each nipple.
Her jet-black hair rested just past her shoulders and the way it was layered was very sexy, her bright red lipstick contrasted brilliantly with some of her tattoos decorating both of her toned her arms.
My cock twitched and leaked looking at her brown skin and large brown areolas through the thin tank top.
Immediately above her breasts and centered were the words in script:
"Princess Maria"
She released my restraints and flipped me over laying me on my stomach with my body weight pressing against my over stimulated, steel encased cock.
I started humping the table slightly as she was reattaching my restraints, I was clearly not thinking right in my fog of horniness.
The sting of pain shot through me, and I yelped as my ass was wacked hard, my owner displeased with my disgusting lack of restraint in front of a superior.
'Whack, Whack, Whack," 20 strikes in total making me gasp and whimper, the swift punishment quickly corrected my insolent behavior, and I instantly remembered my place.
I addresses my superiors with a lisp as Princess Maria has recently pierced my tongue with a god-awful new stone that vibrates when pinched, it was large and awkward, and I haven't adjusted to it yet.
With a cracking voice I said:
"Thank you, Goddesses for clearing my head, my temporary lack of judgment has been sorted and it won't happen again."
The tattoo machine started buzzing and the familiar pain started again, this time on my lower back right above my lasered smooth muscular ass.
Princess Maria had a look of concentration on her face as she worked on my new tramp stamp, the new tat simply said, "Pleasure Slut."
At the top of my right cheek was a small bar code and on the left side was a branding burned into my flesh with my owner's name and logo.
It read:
"Property of Mistress Lilia Cruz
Cruz Traders Inc. "
In between was a logo is large cage with a couple of collared and leashed pieces of property in the forgiveness position which is:
Property facing its owner. Buttocks raised. Chest and forehead in contact with floor. Arms stretched in front, palms upward.
I started to squirm again, and Princess Maria stopped the tattoo machine, I felt dread run throughout my body as she walked to the side of the table where my head and eyes rested, my owner had excused herself a few moments ago and I was alone with the Princess.
She had on tight thong panties, and they were white silk to match her tank top.
I could see that she was waxed smooth, her lips were slightly parted and profound, I could just make out a slight wet spot surrounding her vaginal opening.
I could smell her sent, it smelled of Plumeria with a slight hint of what fresh sourdough bread smells like while baking, I licked my lips and stifled a moan as she reached upward.
Her perfect tits stretched forward, and the site of her under-boob was incredible, the large orbs bounced back downward, upward again then snapped back into position resting proudly on her chest as she finished retrieving a duffle bag from the overhead compartment.
The Princess pulled several items out of the bag, she then strapped a ball gag into my mouth and pulled tight, she secured two additional straps over my upper body and lower back just above the area she was tattooing and ratcheted them extra tight making me bite into my gag.
