slave object

it is sore from being used most of the day. its jaw can feel the pressure on its mouth and the spit draining around the gag. its nipples pulse and ache along with its balls and cock. its ass still gapes wide as the Master pulls out, finally finished with it. 

As the Master goes about some other tasks, it begins to relax some in its bindings. it expects it will be released soon to clean up. What it does not expect is the cold, metal nozzle of the lube pump sliding into its ass. Filled once again, an inflatable plug follows, pumped repeatedly to create a tight seal.

When the gag is removed, it knows to remain silent while stretching its jaw. it drinks water as it is told.

Once it is finished, a hood is pulled over its head, blocking its vision. Another gag is pushed into its mouth, this time a tube holding its teeth far apart. it can feel the heavy steel of a cage wrap around its cock, the cold tube sliding deep into its urethra before hearing the click of a lock.

The Master releases it from its bindings and guides it across the room by the collar before pushing it down and guiding it into what feels like a large box. it is guided to lay down and it can feel the Master securing it to bindings inside. Then it is simply told that it will do exactly as it’s told before the lid closes with a thud and it hears the clicks of locks closing on the outside.

it has no idea what is happening as it feels the box being moved, nor does it know how long it has been in the box. After some time it can hear the locks being removed and the lid opened. its bindings are removed and it is pulled roughly out of the box and guided around before being secured again to the wall.

Finally the gag is removed and the hood pulled off. As its eyes become accustomed to the light, it realizes that it is in an unfamiliar room, chained before a Master it has never met. The Master simply advises it that temporary arrangements have been made for it and that it should rest up for the night, before walking out of the room and turning off the light, leaving it attached to the wall by a chain.

Tied to the inside of a heavy steel cage and securely locked inside, it can see nothing. The hood covers its face completely, leaving it alone in the dark. 

its nipples are clamped harshly and stretched to the bars of the cage. its ass kept plugged as a slave should be. Sharp electricity flows between the plug and the rod secured in its urethra.

it cannot speak or shout, a thick tube is locked tightly in its mouth, the other end turning upwards into a funnel resting outside the bars. it can only wait and accept anything the Master wishes to go in the funnel.

it is tied down tightly to the table, mouth filled with a large gag to keep it silent. its balls are secured in a parachute, pulled tightly to the end of the table to minimize its movement.

its nipples ache, sucked deeply into cylinders under a slowly increased vacuum. The Master pulls the cylinders off firmly, leaving its nipples puffy, swollen, and throbbing. no sooner does it catch the smell of alcohol than it can feel the cold swab scrub roughly against its overly sensitive nipples. Then the sharp bite of a clamp squeezes down on each. 

it can barely feel the sensation at first, but the pain shoots up sharply as the needle is pushed clean through its first nipple, the second one pushing through the other nipple almost immediately after. Yelling into its gag only produces a muffled grunt while the clamps are popped off and the pain subsides into a deeper, dull ache.

it knows the Master is not done. He would not go through this effort for just one needle in each nipple. it then feels the Master’s gloved fingers grab a nipple and squeeze, followed by the hot bite of another needle being pushed through. 

Despite the grunts, three needles end up in each nipple before it feels a loop of cord wrap tightly around the base of each, just below the piercings. The cords are pulled towards the ceiling, stretching its nipples taut with a counterweight. it doesn’t know if this is the end goal, or just a preparation for more needles.

it is secured to the bench, arms and legs locked in place. Hood and gag secure its speech and quiet any potential protests. 

it can feel the cold, steel tip pushing into its hole, sliding deep inside. it can feel its ass filling as the Master empties the entire contents of the large syringe. Now filled with a full 13 oz. of lube by the Master, it is dripping and ready for any use demanded of it.

A gas mask is pulled roughly over its already hooded and gagged face. it concentrates carefully on breathing as a hose is attached, the other end connected to a container filled with poppers. it begins to feel the effects almost immediately.

it is helpless to the endless possibilities the Master could decide on for His entertainment. Today, however, it begins to feel the cold, steel links of a heavy chain get pushed into its ass, one at a time. it has no idea how much chain it will be filled with. Maybe it will just be a foot, maybe it will be a heavy four feet. All it can do is concentrate on continuing to breathe despite the poppers continuing to have effect on it.

Tell it where to go and when to be there. Maybe a secluded back yard or maybe a dark garage, locking the door behind it. The page of instructions are explicit, to be followed exactly.

it strips down, placing its clothes and items in an empty trunk, then secures the lid with a pad lock. it opens the next box and proceeds step-by-step as the Master demands...

First a solid steel chastity cage is locked into place, the urethral plug buried deep inside it. Then the large plug lubed and pushed inside. Next, the thick, rubber hood goes tightly over its head. A collar then wraps around its neck over the hood with a lock provided to secure the buckle. A thick gag is next to keep it quiet with yet another lock to guarantee its security.

Leg irons come next and a length of heavy chain is locked to the front of its collar, the other end to an eye on the floor. Lastly, it pulls a blindfold over the hood before applying the handcuffs behind its back.

it cannot see when the Master will arrive, nor does it know how long it will wait like this. What it does know, is that it now has no option to retreat. its ability to negotiate is past and it is now a captive until the promised time for release. All it can do is wait and anticipate.