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All of us slaves now realised how indispensable we were to Master. We were commodities, there to be used by him, hired out by him, and sold by him.
Mike was sold due to an inability to perform, and in connivance with his wife Jake was handed over due to his inexperience Shane who hadn't even shown any interest in submission, his sudden enslavement was as far as Master was concerned is something that happened. The French Sadist had spotted an opportunity and had taken it.
We had had our regular milking session. For once John and Richard had managed to cum first, and Kurt came last.
We were ordered to stand, our arms behind our backs, Master inspected our dicks playing with our foreskins, and flicking our balls.
Ok time for new cages for you all. As he locked us up he handed us the key that controlled our destiny.
Ok, I have some news. He walked along the line of slaves yanking at our cages.
John Richard , Eric, had me your keys. They obeyed.
He rummaged in his pocket, and brought out three keys. He held them in the air. As with all good locks there's always a spare, just in case. However in your case I've decided that neither pair will be required again.
With that we watched as he snapped the six keys
Permanent chastity for the three of you . John and Richard, you always looked in so much distress when I got you to wank, fearing that you would be last. Well you won't have to worry about that in future. Your little nubs will be locked away removing that worry for you , and I won't have to look at them again. Eric I've decided that only one of you two needs to have a functioning penis from now on, and I've just decided that will be Kurt. Don't ask me why
You know better than to question my decisions, and twenty seconds earlier, it could have been Kurt, indeed twenty seconds later it could have been too.
Kurt, count yourself fortunate, so you better make sure that when you are allowed to play that you do it in recognition you are doing it on Eric's behalf too. But I only need one key.
He snapped one of the keys that would release Kurt's dick from its prison.
Not that you ever will. Paul. he said turning to me, two keys at the moment, but another day, it could be tomorrow, next week, next year it could be down to one, or none. You will only know when it comes to your milking and it has to be done whilst you are locked.
But remember locked permanently or not you are forbidden from coming without the permission.
He then walked over to Phil, Tweaking his nipples as he spoke.
As was often his way he Phil's dick was the last to be secured. We were all silently wondering what was in store for him.
Phil. Your dick should in theory be attached to a Dominant, , indeed it once was but then you had that realisation that you were destined to be a slave.
I have a nice new cage for you, smaller than the one you've had so far and designed to make even the slighted hardon uncomfortable. Both keys will be retained, and unlike Kurt and Paul I will be releasing it regularly milking and beating.You will endure both in silence. You will wish that you had a nub like those two. It will be abused so much you will want to be locked away permanently. Of course you will never ask.
Now let's have a play. Master slowly began to play with Phil's dick rub. Spitting on the head as lubricant. Phil's dick was getting harder, the head bigger, his breathing deeper. When suddenly Master stopped. Grabbing Phil's balls in one hand he pulled them down whilst beating the shaft with the other
Let's save the spunking until tomorrow.
I watched as Master slid the base of the cage over Phil's shaft, and roughly pulled through his balls. Phil's face contorted in agony as the cage itself was secured.
Oh what's this, said Master. A hint of Phil's foreskin appeared through the opening of the cage. He slowly began to rub, the sensation against the nerve endings sending convulsions through Phil's body. Master put his thumb against his tongue, that better not be precum, or tomorrow's punishment will be quite brutal.