The first week of my new status as slave I had to endure the piercing my foreskin with what I learned to be a 10 gauge needle. Even though the foreskin is the most sensitive skin on the penis, the pain was nowhere near as bad as the ball pain I had suffered only days before. At first I wore a barbell through the four layers of skin. The purpose of the piercing was basically control of me. They called it a chastity piercing, and it did prevent erections but I still got plenty of erections – at least at first, before the lock went in, I could still remove the barbell and get hard.

Two weeks after my piercing they put a real padlock on me. It wasn’t from a hardware store but it pretty much looked like the same thing. The lock came from some piercing place and it had an 8 gauge surgical steel hasp. Back in 1997 a lot fewer people had piercings and I didn’t know anyone who had ever been pierced there. – to my friends and everyone in the school gym lockers and showers I was an instant curiosity. At first the attention was very embarrassing as I had feared it would be. I think some dudes thought I was crazy for doing that to myself [Of course I couldn’t explain that]. Others thought it was the coolest thing ever. Cool or not, nobody ever said they wanted one too. Within weeks most kids in the school – at least those in the 9th grade – knew I wore a padlock on my foreskin. I took a little crap for it, but mostly it was just ignored or accepted and I actually gained so status from having the only pierced foreskin they had ever seen. I know word got out to a lot of the older girls about my “special relationship” and there were a lot of knowing looks and even giggles in the halls, but almost no serious ridicule.

The girls held the only keys to my “chastity lock”. The obvious reason for the lock was to make it difficult to even get fully erect with my foreskin locked shut. Erections caused so much pain with the lock in place so the foreskin couldn’t retract, the erection would just quit. It HURT a lot though, especially at first. the weight of the lock you really make my foreskin sore by the end of the day too. I’d wake up in the night yelling it hurt so bad. It is amazing how many times a night a 14 year old gets wood.

The other reason was two of the girls especially, actually liked the smell and taste of the stuff that collects under the foreskin when you don’t clean it every day. and they not only ate all my dick could make, they would make me eat some if it as well, so I was never really allowed to clean under my foreskin without them doing it, mostly with their tongues and then them French kissing me to give me some too. That happened maybe 2 times a week sometimes more. I still don’t understand why they liked it but I got used to the taste so I wouldn’t want to throw up every time.

The piercing of my penis was bad, but the first really horrible and serious dick pain I had at their hands, other than the pain of hundreds of aborted erections, was when I was made to lie tied up and naked with a condom on which they had filled with icy hot muscle rub. They had used a small bungee cord around my cock and balls which made me get harder than I had ever been in my life. So with my unlocked but also bungee cord constricted penis so hard it felt it might burst, they slid the Icy Hot filled condom on me and I thought I’d go crazy. For the next probably 1 ˝ or 2 hours they took turns riding my poor penis through more orgasms than I ever thought possible, and each cum hurt worse than the one before it. I was given no time to recover except twice when they took the old icy hot and cum filled condom off and put a new one on with more icy hot filling. No matter how many times I came or how much I hurt, the cord kept my penis very hard. Probably for the last 45 minutes of it my orgasms were completely dry and those seemed to hurt a lot more. The whole time my tortured penis was ridden the girls took turns riding my face as well so I could stimulate them with my tongue. I did it until my tongue ached and then I still had to continue until I was almost numb and beyond feeling. I will never forget the strong smell of them. I was so sore and red that afternoon as they put the lock back through my foreskin, I couldn’t help but cry. For the first time in more than two weeks I didn’t wake up with a painful erection at night.

What they did to my balls happened later in the relationship and I actually came a LOT closer to losing my balls than they ever intended. On the day of that desperate run up the road they later told me they were going to wait and not drive off as they had threatened and I feared, but this time thy almost ruined me through ignorance on all of our parts. If there is any interest, I may tell about that as it was what I had intended to tell before all this background.