This is a true story.
My husband and I play a game where if either comes home and if there is a black bag hanging on the doorknob, you are to strip outside and put on whatever is in the bag. You never knew if the person inside the apt was alone or if he brought a friend home to humiliate meSure enough, I came home from work on Wednesday and there was a black bag. I stripped immediately (because he could be watching through the peep hole). I open the bag and in it is a leather collar, a lock and a piece of paper. I read the piece of paper. SIR has constructed a sex slave contract. The time period is from Wednesday until Monday night. If I agree to this, I am to sign it, put on the collar AND then lock it. This doesn't seem too bad, we've done this before so I signed it.I am now completely naked, collared, locked and in a signed sex slave contract. I open the door and hang my clothes up. I walk into the living room and there is SIR in leather pants and a black t-shirt. Sitting next to him is a friend of ours. A friend that wants to learn about Dom/Sub, Master/slave relationships. I'm humiliated. He's never done this before. He orders me to come over to him and kneel. He tells me that our friend Eric is here to learn, but I am to refer to him as SIR for the duration of my contract! I greet SIR Eric. My SIR orders me to make him and SIR Eric a cocktail. I do as I'm told but inside I'm not happy about being naked in front of our friend who is fully clothed. I'm humiliated that I am now fully exposed as a sex slave in front of a friend. I had no idea that they had been discussing this for weeks!After I make the cocktails, I sit on the floor next to SIR's boots. I know I better behave, or I could be sleeping in the cage until Tuesday. My SIR wants to show SIR Eric how I will follow his commands. My SIR starts with "boy go to PLACE"! PLACE means that I am to put my lips on SIR's cock. I'm not allowed to lick or suck it. I'm just to put my lips right on the edge and stay there. I do as I'm told. It's extremely hot to be right at SIR's cock with his hot leather pants being the only thing between me and him. He unzips his pants and pulls out his cock. Again, he orders "boy place" I put my lips on the tip of his cock. He grabs my collar and holds me there. He then pulls my mouth on to his cock. He orders me to suck his cock and his cock only. SIR Eric is watching. I can see his cock getting hard inside his leather pants. I continue to suck my SIR's cock as the two of them discuss how important it is to set up rules and orders for a boy. My SIR asks SIR Eric if he would like to try this. My SIR orders me to place. He then gives a head nod to SIR Eric. SIR Eric orders "boy place". I scramble over to SIR Eric's cock as fast as I can, I know if I don't do this right, there will be punishment. I go to "place" at SIR Eric's cock. MY SIR then orders me to suck it. It doesn't take long for SIR Eric to cum. He grabs my head and holds me there as he shoots his load down my throat. My SIR then orders me to make sure SIR Eric's cock is empty and completely clean. I'm told I did well, and my SIR tells me to expect the unexpected until Wednesday. There might be others waiting in the living room when I get home, so be ready! Things were going well the next couple of days. There were only 2 other times that there was a man waiting for me in our living room with my SIR.
On Saturday morning, My SIR tells me that we have been invited to a Sex Slave Ceremony at a friend's apt. The boy that was becoming a slave was formally signing a contract and then being locked in chastity all in front of 20 leather men. My SIR tells me that I am to wear my chastity device, he doesn't trust me to not play with "his cock" at the party.
Saturday night comes and we are getting ready. Once dressed, my SIR orders me to "place". I get on my knees in front of my SIR's leather covered cock. He holds the leash to my collar and pulls it tight to his crotch. He then leans down and reminds me that he is in control. He whispers, "Do you trust me boy". I quickly replied YES SIR. He pulls my leash to stand up and we're out the door and in a cab on our way to the ceremony.
We arrived at their high-rise apt building. As we walk past the doorman with my SIR holding my leash, he smirks and just knows where we are going and waves us along. We get to the front door of the apt and knock. The host comes out to greet us. As the three of us are standing there, the two SIRs just look at each, smile and nod. My SIR looks at me and orders me to strip! He orders it again! STRIP BOY, take everything off before we enter. YOU are going to be the naked bartender tonight. My SIR knows I'm not a fan of being naked let alone naked in front of others. My body begins to shake as I take everything off! I'm naked in the hallway. I'm reduced to total submission to MY SIR. He pulls me into ceremony. There are 20 men in full leather all staring at me.
The room is quiet. My SIR says, "boy place"! My SIR tells the crowd that they are allowed to touch and feel me, but for anything else, they need to ask him. It was bad enough being naked in front of a crowd but now I'm going to be touched and fondled by strangers. As I take their orders and serve them their drinks, my cage, balls, collar and everything else about me is inspected, touched, and pulled on.
As the night goes on, I can see my SIR across the room, and I see a couple of men talking to him. I'm nervous because I know I'm about to be whored out . . . . . . .
