They met through an ad: he wanted a Woman to torture his cock and balls and They wanted to hurt a man's sex, his vulnerable organs. he figured that a lesbian Couple was even better.

They met in a bar. he bought the drinks. They were both in their 50's, both with bitter divorces. One he knew only as Ms. Alice, the other as Ms. Gertrude. Both had short graying hair.

he was nervous so they challenged him right away--scare him off or hook him. Alice told him to go to the men's room, take off his underwear and jerk off into his drink, then bring out the underwear and his glass. he got up immediately and went to a stall. he could tell men coming into the room could hear him jerking off, but it was so exciting to follow Their orders! he brought his shorts and glass to the table. "Bottom's up" Gertrude commanded, so he drank his cum. It was thick and salty and he gagged a little."Good boy! she said, "you'll get used to it.". Then Alice took both items to the Ladies room and returned with the glass half full of yellow liquid. "I used your shorts to wipe with, here they are, put them back on--after you drink this". She poured some white wine into the pee and handed it to him. he steeled himself and drank it down. "You will soon learn to savor our nectars straight," she told him.

He surrendered to their control completely.

They took him to a tattoo and piercing parlor to start "mutilating" him, as they told him. First a nasal septum ring, large enough to hook a leash to. Then nipple rings. he said he didn't like nipple play, so They had thick 2 inch rings scalpeled in for heavy play. Then his tongue, three midline and one each side. After that he couldn't talk so well, but no matter to Them. The deepest tongue piercing had a loop on the top, for a leash of course.

Then the fun started. To pierce his dick, his man-symbol! They got him a large PA ring and an ampallang, a barbell across his cockhead. The ampallang took a while to complete--they asked the female piercer, a friend of theirs, to go slowly with a blunted needle. he had his shorts in his mouth for a gag. he was biting it furiously. Wimp!

They wanted to pierce his balls but their friend refused--permanent damage, she said. Oh, that sounded GOOD. But They had him get a guiche ring and locked the PA to it, so no sex or even a boner for him.

They brought him home to their basement--blindfolded. When they removed it, his clothes and ID were gone. "You are our pet, little dickie," Alice told him. In th room was a dog bed and a toilet without seat. "With your dick locked you have to squat to see. Just sit on the bowl if you want to--see, we give you freedom!"

They locked him in with cleaning items to care for his piercings and then sleep. No windows or clocks were in the room.

Over the days he healed. They gave him a liquid diet to help his tongue heal and because it was easier just to give him canned supplements anyway. he could only call himself "Your pet", no pronouns for himself. He felt disoriented. It seemed that They came in at all hours, One or Both. he offered to eat Their Pussies and They laughed.They did fit him with a funnel gag. he could have liquid only after drinking their pee whenever they had to piss. then they wiped them selves on his face, and he was allowed to lick Them clean. Their pussies tasted so good. He wore a dog collar with a tag on it, with his new name--dicky. he soon learned to hope they had to pee or he got really thirsty.

They put real, iron middle ages cuffs from an internet auction site on his wrists and ankles. his wrists they tied to an overhead support when They wanted to hose him off to clean him. he made such sounds when they sprayed his groin with cold water! Other times they suspended him from the wrists with leg apart by a spreader and flogged him. Or used a whip. They flogged his ass til raw. With his cock still locked down they couldn't flog his balls too hard or they would tear out the ring behind his balls--til they decided to do just that. They flogged up against his balls and cock with a rubber flogger--more friction pulling his cock up with rubber rather than leather. "oh God please stop!" he screamed over and over. "Oh God it hurts, it's tearing me!" he said. Alice slapped him in the face while Gertrude kept flogging. "say please, it's tearing your pet." he was crying now. "And don't talk to God, it's Us you worship, Who control your pain." "Yes Maam, please it's tearing your pet. Oh Maam, please let your pet down, your pet can't take any more." He was sniveling and crying hard. Alice had Gertrude give her the flogger. She whispered to him, "Excellent," and beat harder than ever. In a few strokes the guiche ring was out of his flesh, the wound dripping blood, blood dripping from his frenum where the PA was tearing out. Then they hosed him off, and let him down. he lay on the stone floor sobbing. With their boots they forced him onto his back, opened his legs, and Alice kick his balls hard. he screamed again and doubled over in pain. Quickly they hoisted him back up until his spread legs dangled. Ooh this was good.