He got me with the inspections. They were so erotic in the beginning. I loved every second of them and couldn't really believe something like that could be so sexual. I wasn't expecting that they would change me, but they did. He, of course, knew exactly what he was doing and what they would do to me. The erotic nature of them ignited a submissive need deep inside me. With each inspection that need grew and eventually started to take control.
In the beginning he did them twice a week and I think it was pretty much over for me after the fifth week. That's when he locked a chastity cage on my cock and took complete control. I don't know if I was born a faggot like some of the guys say, but he turned me into one if I wasn't.
After I was caged, the inspections moved to once a week and he added a maintenance spanking. The spankings were a huge help with acclimating to my chastity. He had me put a stud in the left side of my nose as a reward for being a good boy. I think it was more for him than me, but I like pleasing him so I was glad to do it.
Today, I'm a muscle fag. My cage stays on outside of supervised cleanings twice a week. If I don't have an anal ejaculation, I get milked twice a month to keep things healthy. It's a pretty nice life. He is in complete control.
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