Trevor's Transformation, Chapter Five
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So here I found myself locked up in a chastity device and my key holder, Will, my boyfriend was now somewhere over the middle section of the country some thirty thousand feet in the air. Worse yet, was the fact that riding in the truck next to me was my young sometimes sub Trevor, whom I'd just bailed out of jail for violating an order of protection filed by his now ex-girlfriend. This only served to complicate my condition that was guaranteed to worsen as the week progressed. Will would not be back home to his house, which was two hundred miles away, until Friday evening at the soonest. That meant that I'd have to be locked up until that evening, providing that Will would invite me to be with him Friday night.
With Trevor next to me, I couldn't help but remember how our relationship as master and sub had grown, with him enjoying being pushed a little further each time we went to my basement room for his punishment. So today would call for me to push him even further into humiliation since there'd be no way I'd want him to see me locked up, let alone be able to fuck his tight now hairless ass as I'd grown accustomed to fucking since the summer.
We pulled into the driveway of my house, and my plan was about to be implemented. First though, I had to make sure he'd be secured in the house so I could take an hour drive to do some shopping. My list was compiled in my brain, I just needed to visit the store before they closed at six that evening. We got out of the truck, and once inside the house, I explained to Trevor that he'd be spending time locked up in the basement bathroom like he had the night I found him passed out in his driveway during the summer. I left him with one of my hand-held game consoles, some food and soda, leather shorts, a white t-shirt, and a towel. First, he was to shower, then eat if he wanted to, and then spend time playing the games until I returned. I instructed him under no circumstances was he to leave, and that I'd be able watch his every move on my cell phone through the camera mounted in the ceiling. Knowing what more than likely was to come after the punishment, he agreed and even smiled a bit. Little did he know that this was the most freedom he'd have for at least several days.
I made the quick hour drive to the closest BDSM store in the next city east of where I lived. My purchases totaled nearly three hundred dollars, which was a lot but also got my juices flowing -- and my half hard cock to leak into my boxer briefs, that is until the pain of the steel ring pushed down onto my balls, causing the now all too familiar pain to rise into my groin.
I arrived home just after 6:30 pm, some three hours later. I had stopped to grab a sandwich and some fries at a fast food place which I hardly ever ate but was in hurry to get going on my plan to completely humiliate Trevor for his actions that got him arrested. When I brought my purchases to the basement and unlocked the door to the bathroom, Trevor had showered, dressed in the white t-shirt and the leather shorts.
"Hi sir, thank you for letting me play on the game console. Did you find what you needed to buy?"
Yes, you piece of shit. I did. So now we must move up to the next level of your punishment. You understand that you were very much wrong for what you did going to Amber's house, right?"
"Yes sir, I understand now."
"And because you FUCKED UP AGAIN, YOU WILL BE PUNISHED!" I screamed, mad as hell for his fuck up.
"I am sorry sir. I just don't know how to act sometimes and do stupid shit."
"You do, don't you? Well now your punishment is going to move up a notch and will not contain any pleasure until I say you will. Do you understand?"
Trevor looked at me with a quizzical look on his face. "I, I guess so, sir. But how will you do that?"
"Get up, and go to the room, NOW." He got up, went to the room across the hall, where I locked the door behind me. "Pull down your shorts." I commanded him. He did and I noticed that his pubic hair was starting to grow again, appearing to be about a half inch long. "On the cross, now!" I commanded him, fastened him in, and got the shaving materials out of the cabinet.
"No sir, please, it's just stopped itching me. Anything but that, please!" he begged, but to no avail. Now strapped to the cross, he had no other choice but to whimper as I shaved his crotch, balls, and legs this time as smooth as could be. This time I even shaved his hairy armpits and arms. My cock tried to stiffen again, but just leaked precum into my briefs again for the third or fourth time that day. "There, now you are ready for humiliation and punishment with no release to begin."
With that, I reached into the brown bag of items I'd purchased from the BDSM store. The first was a shiny silver chastity cage, similar to the one that Will had slapped on me, but this one had a short cap on the end with a plastic catheter tube attached to a threaded cap with a hole on the end so he could pee, the cap was just about an inch in length and would give him the appearance of having no cock whatsoever.
"Wait sir, what is that and why... no sir, no please don't... I'm sorry... just not locked -- " and with that I thrust the ball gag back on his mouth. He was now defenseless and had to succumb to the cage being attached to his balls and cock.
"Hold still faggot, or I'm going to pinch you and it's going to fucking hurt" I told him as I applied some KY to the end of the catheter and inserted it inside the urethra of his penis. The cold metal ring that encompassed his ball sack caused his cock and balls to shrink, and as the first and second balls were pulled through the ring, his penis, with catheter installed, shrunk up far enough for me to push the cap all the way to fasten it to the ring. Looking down at his now virtually disappeared cock, Trevor began to whimper. I went back to the bag, pulled out a black studded collar, and fastened it around his neck. Next came a black butt plug with a handle in the shape of a dog's tail. Trevor's eyes got huge as I lubed up the plug and slowly inserted it in his accepting hole. Next came the piece that really got his attention -- a full leather face mask in the shape of a dog's head.
"Okay maggot, you want to disobey me, and act like a stupid fucking wild dog, then you're going to be treated like one. This mask will be worn by you 24-7 for the next week at least or until your mother and brother get back home in two weeks. You fucked me over for the last time and now you're going to be severely punished and humiliated. I've set up a cage in my spare room down here -- one that you've not yet been in. You will be kept in the cage with the mask the gloves -- or paws -- as we will call them along with the cock cage and butt plug tail all of the time unless you need to piss or shit. You will be fed well and will have an inverted water bottle in your cage to drink from. IF you behave well in the first two days, I will let you out of your cage and allow you to sleep on the floor in my bedroom for the remainder of the week. If you choose to be disobedient, you will be locked back up in the cage. I have a monitor in the room, I can hear and see everything you do over my cell phone. So, it's up to you. If punishment is not going to break you, humiliation with NO release will. Do you understand me?"
Trevor nodded his head yes, and then hung his hooded dog shaped head low in defeat. I took several pictures of him, unfastened him from the cross after I'd hooked up a leash to his collar. I lead him to the cage which was indeed big enough for him to be comfortable in -- it contained a small bed, blanket, pillow and water bottle that was attached to the side of the cage. He would survive and would soon grow to understand the severity of his humiliation. If nothing else, he would succumb to me as his faithful alpha male, and would soon learn that if he obeyed me, he would be treated well.
As he crawled into the cage and I locked the cage, I informed him that in his humiliation he needed to address me as master, and that if he needed to use the bathroom he needed to address me first as "Master, I need to use the bathroom please, sir" There would be no safe word, no getting out of his situation.
It would be an interesting week, to say the least.