Authors note: This is the fifth of many chapters in this work of pure fiction. The story contains depictions of illegal acts of blackmail and human slavery and is intended strictly for the erotic enjoyment of the reader. All Fictional Charters are adults over 18.
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The drawer I was in had no padding on the bottom but at least was warm enough for me to try to sleep, but it was difficult. The clunk of my steel collar and cuffs hitting and sliding on the bare metal of the Coffin like box was deafening in the enclosed space. I was restless and scared.
I kept thinking of the life I am to begin. I was forced to submit to dominant women and do as they ordered without hesitation. But I was strangely excited by the fact that women will now be paying to torture and rape me.
I was awaken by the sound of the latches opening. The drawer slid open and soon Mistress Indigo was standing over me. I squinted as my eyes got used to the light. She was wearing a blue leather Corset, blue leather high heeled boots and a blue leather thong. She wore a matching leather sailor style hat.
Her long black hair draped over my face as she undid my bounds. She grasped the ring on my collar and pulled me out of the drawer.
I quickly stood at attention and tried to work the kink out of my back. I assumed the display position.
"Good morning lover boy," she remarked, as she removed me from my painful Chastity.
My now released cock sprang to life and quickly became engorged and hard.
"Time to get that blood sugar reading," she announced.
She lanced the head of my penis and squeezed out a small droplet of blood. She scanned my neck tattoo with a handheld meter and drew a small sample into the tip of the meter strip.
"Holding steady, your blood work looked good as well," she affirmed.
"Looks like you're healthy enough to start your training, bend over and grab your heels."
I did as ordered and she unlocked my butt plug and removed it. She worked some salve into my inflamed opening.
"We're going to be stretching this a lot more and we want to prevent those stretch marks.
She attached a leather strap to the ring on my collar. She clipped my wrist cuffs behind my back, then she attached a foot long chain to my ankle cuffs.
"Honeymoon is over lover boy," no going easy on you today, today we get out the whips."
"Are you thirsty, stud?"
"Well we're going to take care of that."
"We have some people waiting for you," she said as she led me over to the same urination bench she took me to yesterday.
Standing around the bench were several women in the usual off-white latex dresses with laced tops.
Mistress Indigo forced me down on the bench and scooted me past the scanner and strapped me down tightly.
"It's time for your morning urine," said Mistress Indigo.
"We let members of the staff do this so you'll get used to servicing all body types. It's one of their fringe benefits and they love new slaves."
She put the funnel into my mouth, zeroed out the metering device, and the first women removed her panties and squatted over it. She must have been in her early sixties but she obviously kept herself fit. Her pussy was clean shaven and perky. She had a tiny piercing through her clit.
She released her morning urine and it gushed from her bladder and down my throat.
"This is your morning drug and hormone cocktail,"
Said Mistress Indigo as she added the contents of a green vile into the stream. When the women's bladder was empty the funnel was removed and she pushed her pussy lips down on my mouth.
"Now you clean and service her," Mistress said, "the intensity of your daily whipping will be based on how well you do."
I extended my tongue and found her clitoris, I started flicking it with my new ruby piercing. Then I started exploring her vaginal opening. I got up a good rhythm. I licked and sucked as if my life depended on it.
The women rocked and moaned and started humping my face, the taste of her pussy juices were sweet and intoxicating. She cried out,
"Yes,"
"Yes,"
"Right there, right there!"
I sped up my motion and concentrated on her piercing.
She came hard and breathlessly dismounted me.
"Next," barked Mistress Indigo.
The second was a full-figured women in her mid-twenties and she proceeded to straddle my head. My face was squeezed between her ample hips. She was also clean shaven and had three shiny rings through her engorged pussy lips.
The funnel was placed in my mouth and she released her golden stream. The flow was heavy and I started chocking as I struggled to swallow all of it. When the flow finally stopped the funnel was removed and she grinded her womanhood into my mouth.
She rocked and panted as she assaulted my lips. I worked on her vaginal opening with my tongue, sucked her clit and massaged the opening of her urethra.
She had one orgasm, then another, then a third, soon my face was soaked in her pussy cum. She finally dismounted and bent over and kissed the tip of my erection. She flicked at my Prince Albert piercing with her tongue.
"Can't wait until your PA heals" She said, I've been humping your dildo and can't wait for the real thing!"
The cast mold of my Magnum Johnson had been used to make life size acrylic dildos and were distributed to the help.
The next lady had already stripped naked and was fingering herself. She was in her mid-fifties, somewhat trim but heavy chested. The nipples on her DD cups were pierced with large black horseshoe nipple rings.
She was already panting as she mounted my head and urinated into the funnel. When the funnel was removed she squatted over me and presented her horizontal hood piercing to my tongue. I flicked and sucked it while probing her vagina.
"Oh,"
"My God,"
"YES, YES, right there, right there!"
I continued to work on her clit and kept massaging each side of her labia. She squirted all over my face and into my eyes. She continued to hump my mouth and I struggled to keep up my rhythm. When she was finally finished, she walked back off me and laid down on the floor totally spent.
Mistress indigo introduced the final lady as "Rimshot Wanda." A small petite women in her mid-thirties. Her pussy and ass had been waxed leaving behind a stylish heart shaped patch of pubic hair.
She did her duty, spread her cheeks, and presented her anus to my waiting tongue. I licked around her anal opening stimulating the thousands of nerve endings there. I worked in and out of her anal orifice and kept probing in a circular motion. She fingered herself to orgasm then dismounted me.
