Becoming

by Desiree Is Down Here

  

My heart was beating so hard! I was nervous and my knees were shaking slightly as I got out of the car and walked up to the back door. I rang the bell and stood there shuffling until I heard footsteps behind it. I looked up as someone glanced through the peephole and then the door swung open. Blaze stood there staring at me, her eyes traveled slowly from my feet up to meet my eyes. She smiled, "come in."

I had met her stripping at an out of town club. As a shy guy who never went to strip clubs, I had been dragged there by friends I was visiting. Seeing how uncomfortable I was, and wanting a laugh, they paid one of the girls to give me a lap dance. Blaze, as she called herself, was slightly goth, and after she had danced she had come over and sat down until her next dance. I bought her a beer and confessed that that had been my first lap dance. After chatting a while and having quite a few drinks, I wrote my number down and suggested that we meet again sometime. I had forgotten about the entire encounter as we continued drinking at different bars downtown, and only remembered it the next evening as I was recovering from my hangover. I never truly expected to hear from her and put it out of my mind.

Imagine my surprise when a few weeks later I received a call and picked up the phone to hear her sultry voice on the line. "Are you ready to explore some of your fantasies?" she inquired. For a confusing moment I was about to say no and ask her never to call again, but something stopped me and I reflected on her sensuousness on the evening we had met, and thought to myself that if I ever wanted to, now would be the time. So I told her I was interested, and took down the directions she gave me. She told me to dress casually and to come immediately after work on Friday.

It was about a two hour drive from my hometown, and the whole way there I kept having second thoughts. Each time though I would think about her and imagine her sexy body and the fantasies would begin all over again. When I arrived, I parked the behind the house as directed, and knocked on the door. I was nervous and my knees were shaking slightly as I got out of the car and walked up to the back door. I rang the bell and stood there shuffling until I heard footsteps behind it. I looked up as someone glanced through the peephole and then the door swung open. Blaze stood there staring at me, her eyes traveled slowly from my feet up to meet my eyes. She smiled, "come in." Dressed in a corset and studded collar, she was just as beautiful as the first time I had seen her, and even more seductive and alluring.

I stepped over the threshold and stood in the hallway as she closed the door behind me. I was overwhelmed by the scent of her sweet vanilla perfume. "why don't you take your clothes off, fold them, and put them on this stool." I did as she said and trembled a little as she took my semi-hard penis in her fist and gave it a squeeze. She leaned in and kissed me deeply, her hand tightening on my cock and her tongue pressing down my throat. My erection grew as she did this and suddenly she stepped back letting go of me. "Follow me." She gathered my clothes in her arms and naked, I followed her down the hall, my erection bobbing after her. We went down a set of stairs to the basement.

The room was warm and plush red carpeted, the carpet extending up the walls as well. The entire ceiling was covered with mirrors. There was a fireplace with a fire roaring and a four post king size bed with satin sheets at the other end of the room. There was no other light on in the room, but the mirrors amplified the fire so much that there was no need for any other. Blaze set my clothing down on a sofa and asked me to lay on the bed. She switched a stereo on and sensual Enigma-like music began to play. As I lay on the bed, she began to dance in front of me, slowly gyrating to the music and rubbing herself in the most sexy way. Gradually she undid the corset and little by little began to expose the creamy white complexion of her breasts. I was unable to help myself and began to stroke my cock. She came over to the edge of the bed, and took it into her hand. She squeezed, hard enough that it became uncomfortable, and taking my earlobe between her lips whispered, "I'll do that when I'm ready for you, don't do it yourself, just wait for me. I promise the wait will be well worth it!" With that she lowered her lips to my penis and after kissing the head momentarily, took the whole shaft down her throat, lowering her lips all the way down until her nose was pressed against my stomach, then slid back up and off of it and danced away again.

I had barely regained my breath when she danced back to me. In her hands were a pair of black furry handcuffs. She put one of the cuffs around my right wrist, and the other around her left. She pulled me to my feet and I followed her across the room. Standing in front of the fire, she put her arms around me and began to kiss me deeply. Pressed against her now naked body, I was completely seduced by her and when she layed down on the floor, I followed and stretched out next to her, relaxed by the heat from the fire. She rolled me onto my back and straddled me, sitting on my stomach. My cock was brushing lightly against her ass, and I reflexively I bucked up towards her. She took my hands and stretched them over my head and then with another pair of the fuzzy cuffs, cuffed her right wrist to my left. We were now cuffed together, face to face and she lifted herself up over me, then slowly took me into her body. She was so wet, and I slid all the way into her as she settled down against my body. She sat still there, breathing deeply, her pussy caressing me like a small hand. Little by little she began to move up and down against me. Soon I was thrusting up against her as hard as I could and she was lifting herself up and then coming down against me. Within moments she was coming and as I felt a flood of wetness, it excited me so much that I came quickly as well. Basking in the afterglow of sex, I lay there drowsy, under her warmth, feeling the heat from the fire licking our bodies.

I must have drifted off to sleep because when I woke up, the handcuffs were still on, but Blaze was nowhere to be seen. I was still lying on the floor in front of the fire, but now I was spread eagled, and unable to move my arms or legs. The other end of the handcuffs appeared to be attached to rings that were anchored to the floor, and now I had leather cuffs on my ankles, and they seemed to be attached to rings on the floor as well. As I lay there confused and beginning to get scared, Blaze walked back into the room, this time followed by a well built man with shoulder-length hair, wearing only a pair of black leather pants. He sat down on the bed, and she walked over to me and stood above me staring down. "sweetie, this is Brad. He is my owner, and now he is your owner as well. I know that you feel deceived, and I'm sorry. Brad can be very demanding, but he is very good to me, and I know that you will come to appreciate him too once you learn to do what he asks of you and do it well. Thank you for the orgasm, it was very good. Now I probably won't see you for some time, but let me leave you with a little advice. Please do what Brad asks of you as quickly and as well as you can. You will find that he has your best interests at heart and disobeying him is not a good idea. Bye now." and with that she leaned down and kissed my limp penis and walked out of the room.

"Welcome to my house" Brad began. "What the fuck are you doing?" I yelled as the shock of what Blaze had just said to me began to wear off. "Let me go!" I screamed and shook my arms and legs violently trying to get loose. After a few minutes of struggle, during which Brad simply stared calmly down at me, I subsided and lay there breathing hard. "Shall I begin again?" he asked. When I did not reply, he continued, "because you had quite a bit to drink, you may or may not recall the conversation that you had when your first met Blaze. However, she did not, and she remembered it very well. It seems that you mentioned to her that you are a bit bi-curious. Thankfully she mentioned this to me and it turns out that I have a need for someone with that very trait. You are attractive, and I am going to enhance that and then give you the opportunity to have a bisexual experience." "But I don't want one!" I quickly broke in. "I'm sorry that you feel that way, but I have a feeling that once you give it a chance you may really enjoy it. Anyway, you have no choice in the matter now, and don't interrupt me again!" was his reply.

Cowed, I lay there terrified. What was going to happen to me? It was true, I had always harbored a bi-sexual curiosity, and it was likely that I had mentioned this to Blaze that night. I had been feeling very uninhibited with her, but who could have imagined something like this? It became obvious that I no longer had a choice in the matter, so as I lay there I resolved to make the best of things and get out quickly as soon as I saw my chance. Brad seemed to take my quietness for acquiescence. He got up from the bed pulling the sheet up as he did so. He walked over to where I lay, and threw the sheet over my head, effectively blinding most of my senses. I was so scared of what might happen next that I lay as still as possible trying to hear what he was doing. Suddenly without any warning, I felt the sharp prick of a needle in my thigh and quickly it began to go numb. I felt another in my other leg and it too began to go numb. My shoulders came next, and when he had finished each of them and waited for my arms to go numb, he removed the sheet. "I've put novocaine in each of your limbs because I want you to be aware of what I'm doing, but I don't want to have to worry about you fighting me." He said as he unlocked the hand cuffs and undid my ankles from the rings. I tried to move my arms but was unable to. I couldn't move my legs either, try as I might. Have you ever tried sitting up without using your legs? Almost impossible.

Brad grabbed my wrists and dragged me through a doorway into a large bathroom. There was a large shower stall on one side and a sunken Jacuzzi on the other. He pulled me to the stall and propping me up against the wall, attached my handcuffs to two chains hanging from the ceiling. As I dangled there, he lathered my body with Nair from head to toe, even putting some on my eyebrows. He sat at the vanity and stared at me, checking his watch from time to time. My skin had begun to burn when he finally turned the water on and using the removable shower head began to rinse me off. As the water flowed across my skin, all my hair went with it, leaving me smooth. He did not let me down though. Instead he spread my legs wide open and attached each ankle to a ring on opposite walls. As I hung there spread wide open, he coated my testicles and penis with Nair and rubbed it between my ass cheeks and up around my anus. To my surprise, as he rubbed the lotion in I began to be aroused. My erection grew and he looked up and smiled at me. Once again he sat at the vanity and waited. After rinsing me off this time, he took me back to the bedroom and layed me on the bed on my back.

My limbs were still numb and I was unable to move myself. He reached under the bed and pulled out a dildo. It was larger than my penis, and I began worry about what he had planned. He tossed it on the bed beside me, and rolled me onto my stomach. Pulling my hands behind me he attached the handcuffs to the cuffs on my ankles behind my back, then rolled me onto my side. He sat on the bed next to me, "I'm going to teach you how to give head now, so open your mouth. He placed the tip of it against my lips, and hesitantly I did. He slid the head of it between them and soon my mouth was full of silicone cock. He pressed it further and further back down my throat until I gagged, then stopped. He did not pull it back at all, just held it steady and waited for my breathing to steady. He reached between my legs and began to play with my cock. I was surprised at how gentle he was and how good it felt. As he began to stroke me, he began to work the dildo in and out of my mouth. The better I sucked, the better he stroked me and soon I began to cum. He kept working the dick in and out of my mouth and caught all of my cum on his hand. He pulled the cock out of my mouth and wiped all of my cum on it, then stuck it back in my mouth. I was so shocked that I didn't even resist, I just kept on sucking. It tasted salty. Thick. I was surprised as I admitted it to myself, it tasted good. I began to open my mouth wider and use my tongue to lick all of the spunk off of the dildo. Soon I was opening my throat and trying to take as much as I could on every stroke. Brad rolled me over onto my other side and spooned up behind me. He kept filling my mouth with dildo and now reached down and began to caress my anus as well. His hands felt very pleasant against my now smooth skin, and as I began to fall under the sway of this strange strong man I could feel my emotional resistance giving way.

He stopped rubbing me long enough to put some lube on his fingers, then he began to work them into me. I had never been penetrated before, but he was so gentle that I was soon enjoying the feeling of his fingers inside me. Soon he stopped and removed the dildo from my mouth. I felt him spread my cheeks and press the head of the dildo against me. As he pressed, my ass involuntarily clenched and I felt an agonizing pain as he continued to push it into me. The stretching hurt so bad, but my legs were numb still and I could not resist him in any way. He reached around and began to stroke my cock again, and little by little I relaxed. He continued to push the dildo against me and soon I felt it stretch me open and the head popped in. He lubed up the shaft and pushed it the rest of the way in until I felt the base of it between my legs. He then climbed off of the bed and reached under it again coming back up with what looked like a harness. He strapped this around me and between my legs where it held the base of the dildo tightly against me, forcing it even more tightly in. Then he spread my legs and attached my ankles to the posts at the bottom of the bed, and uncuffing my hands from behind me, attached my wrists to the posts at the head. He stood at the side of the bed deep in thought, then suddenly lowered his pants and climbed up to straddle my chest with his hardening cock at my face. Brad started to jerk himself off. I watched his hand and cock as he did. They were right in front of my face and I started to get turned on as I gazed at the head of his cock, purple and shiny. The smell of his crotch was incredible and the tiny opening on the tip of his dick began to ooze precum as he rubbed it on my lips. He smiled down at me and touched the tip to the tip of my tongue, letting the precum dribble onto my tongue and then down my throat.

Maybe later I'll let you make love to my cock. Tonight though, I'm going to give you some of my cum for dessert." With that he put his cock against my lips and squeezed my jaw, keeping my mouth open. His dick began to spurt into my mouth and onto my lips. When he finally finished I had a mouth full of spunk and I licked my lips and swished it around in my mouth, tasting his seed. He threw a sheet over my body and walked out of the room turning the lights off as he went.

Day 2

I woke up in agony. The dildo in my ass had begun to ache during the night, and the pain had only gotten worse. As the feeling had returned to my arms and legs I had become aware of the bruises on my ankles and wrists, but could do nothing to ease the discomfort. I expected that someone would come to let me use the bathroom, or at least to give me something to drink, but no one had. I could hear people moving around in the house above me, but still no one came. I drifted off to sleep again and was awoken by the feeling of my wrists being freed. Brad was standing at the side of the bed loosening me. My first instinct was to bolt. Try and make a run for it. As I came more fully to my senses though something told me that trying to run would be a bad idea, so I lay still waiting to see what was coming next. He finished loosening the chain that was attached to my ankle cuff, he said, "get down on your knees in front of me."

I rolled stiffly off of the bed, and gingerly got to my knees in front of him facing his crotch. "open my pants and get me hard." I reached out and tentatively began to lower the zipper on his pants. When I got them open his 8" cock fell out and began to stiffen. I reached out with my hand to grab it and he batted it away. "use your mouth!" I opened my lips and pressed them to the head. It was warm and soft. I stuck my tongue out and opened wider so that I could keep it steady. Licking the underside of the shaft this way I felt him getting harder and harder. Soon the head was filling my mouth, and I tried bobbing down on it, getting the rhythm that he had used with the dildo last night. "you're a quick learner, I like that." he said. I worked up and down the shaft trying to take as much as I could in and gradually getting more of it down my throat. He began to lean into me and soon grabbed the back of my head, pulling me down onto him and forcing his thick meat down my throat further and further. I started to gag and put my hands on his thighs to try and pull off of him and catch my breath. The moment I touched him he pulled out of my mouth completely and smacked me hard across my face, knocking me to the floor. "Never, NEVER touch me unless you have permission!" he said, not quite shouting, but speaking in a tone so harsh that it made me cringe. "I'm going to have to punish you so that you know that there is no next time." My lip was bleeding where he had hit me and I was terrified of what the punishment would be. He rolled me over onto my stomach and cuffed my hands behind me. He tethered my ankle cuffs together and stood me up. Walking around behind me he was out of my line of vision, but I didn't dare turn around to see what he was doing. I felt his hands on my head, then a leather hood was lowered over me and secured by tightening a collar around my neck. There much have been a leash attached to this, because if felt a pulling at my neck and heard him say, "follow me. Carefully."

In a daze I followed where the leash pulled. I was so lost in thought about how I had gotten myself into this mess that I didn't pay any attention to where he was taking me. After the first flight of stairs I was completely lost and when I heard him say "sit down" I simply did as I was told, expecting to sit on the floor. Instead someone had put a chair behind me and when I sat down, the dildo still in my ass pushed up into me uncomfortably. Squirming there I was left to wonder what was happening in the room around me. I heard footsteps come towards me, and then hands loosening the fastening at my neck and pulling the mask over my head. I was in a bare white room. Brad was standing in front of me. As he pulled the mask off, he replaced it with a gas mask, covering my nose and mouth. My vision began to blur and soon I blacked out.

When I woke I was lying in the same white room, this time on a hospital type bed. My wrists and ankles were free and I attempted to stand up. Pain washed over me and I passed out again.

The next time I came to I was still in the bed, but this time when I moved the pain was not sufficient to knock me out again. I swung my legs off of the bed and stood up. Something felt wrong. I took a step and with a shock realized that there was something different. Something affecting my equilibrium. I reached down between my legs and screamed. I pulled up the smock I was wearing and looked down between my legs. There were bandages covering me like a diaper, but even so I could feel that my genitals were missing. I heard the door open and Brad came in. I started yelling and cursing at him, "you fuck, you bastard, what the fuck have you done to me!" He ignored my yelling and simply offered me a pill. "Maybe you should sleep a while longer." "why, so that you can cut off my legs? My arms? You sick fuck!" I didn't even notice the needle until he had reached out and plunged it into my arm. Everything went dark and as I collapsed I could feel his arms catching me.

Pressure in my ass pulled me back to consciousness. I was laying on my side in a large bed. There were arms around me and the person spooning me was raping my ass. Each stroke stretched me, and with each stroke the body behind me would shudder a little bit and press against me. His legs were pressed to the back of mine, the heat of his crotch and the hardness entering me a center of a warmth that spread to the chest pressed against my back and warm breath on my neck. The hair on his chest and limbs crinkled against my smooth skin causing me to shiver despite the heat of his embrace. I barely had time to notice these things when he began to speed up his rhythm and the force of his hips slapping my ass. He was on the verge of coming and I didn't know what to do other than lay there and let him. He pushed up against me and grew still. I could feel the rod inside of me pulsing and the heat of his orgasm being released. He lay still and quiet holding me tightly, then began to relax and soften, still inside me. As he backed away from me and pulled out, he replaced his cock with a large butt plug. Cum had begun to dribble out, but the plug prevented any further leaking.

Whoever it was left the room quietly before I rolled over. Lying there alone I remembered the nightmare I'd had about being castrated. I reached down and felt between my legs and was shocked to realize that it had not been a dream. I sat up and stared down at my crotch. There was nothing there. Where my dick had been there was a scar with a small opening that I guessed was all that remained of my urethra. My testicles were gone also and only a small scar remained where they had been. There was a small quarter sized heart shaped patch of skin under the hole that looked like the skin from the tip of my penis. I reached down and touched it and gave a gasp at the sensation as I did. It was like I had rubbed my entire dick with only a fingertip. With two fingers I reached down again and touched it lightly. A thrill ran through my entire body jolting me. I lay back on the bed and began to rub myself gently. The sensation was incredible! Each touch was like an orgasm and as I rubbed the intensity grew. Soon I was writhing around on the bed, unwilling to give up this extended orgasm. I had only been rubbing for a few minutes when I began to convulse in pleasure. My toes curled, my head went back, I was gasping for air and my ass was spasming on the butt plug and I had my eyes clenched shut when lights started going off behind my eyelids and I went over the edge. It took me a while to come down and after I did I still felt a warm contentment diffusing my whole body.

"I enjoyed watching that," came Brad's voice from the doorway. "would you like me to explain what I've done to you?" I nodded. "I have castrated you as you are already aware. I wanted to make you realize that you now do belong to me. I can do whatever I want to you and I will. You will eat when I tell you. Sleep when I let you. Make love the way I tell you. I own you. And this way you will never forget it. However. I did not want to derive you of pleasure. When I removed your cock and balls we took all of the nerve endings and attached them to the skin that covered the head of your dick and used that to cover where we had removed your penis. I am a neurosurgeon and performed the surgery myself. I may feel the need to make more modifications in the future, but for now I am content that you are beginning to understand your role. You are here for my pleasure. That is now your reason for being." He continued, "While you were recuperating we kept you sedated and started you on a cycle of hormones. Your skin will become more sensitive. You will begin to notice increased sensitivity in your nipples and soon you will also begin to grow breast tissue. I did not give you a vagina because you will not need one. If you need to pleasure a man you will do it with your mouth or ass. If he wants to pleasure you, all it will take is touching you between your legs. You will most likely grow even more sensitive in that spot as the nerves repair themselves and send clearer signals. Walking may become quite a challenge for you. Even the slightest touch there will cause sexual excitement. You'll be a walking orgasm," he laughed. "which should make punishing you just as fun as fucking you."

"now let's try that blowjob again, shall we?" Brad stood in front of me as I got off of the bed and down on my knees in front of him. I opened his fly and pulled his cock out. As I took him into my mouth I felt a feather light touch on my thigh. I rolled my eyes to look down and saw that Brad had an angled piece of wood in his hand and was using it to reach between my legs. As it touched me my sexual excitement grew and the pleasurable sensation returned. I began sucking his cock with abandon, my own sexual gratification from his touch driving me to suck harder and faster. His cum filled my mouth in seconds and as he continued to rub me I kept his cock in my mouth sucking more gently now, but trying to get all of the cum out of it. I swallowed again and again licking up and down the softening shaft to clean it of sperm.

"that was much better!" he exclaimed. "See how much better life can be without a dick?" I could only agree and writhe in ecstasy as he reached down and fondled me with his fingers. The warmth and softness of his fingertips drove me over the edge again and I collapsed on the floor at his feet, my breath gradually slowing.

  

  

  

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