I had a restless night trying to sleep whilst strapped down helplessly and with female domination audio echoing loudly around my basement cell on a constant loop. Mistress on the other hand, enjoyed a deep restful sleep upstairs after various orgasms throughout yesterday.

I guessed that it may be morning as

the audio suddenly stopped and a few brief minutes of silence followed. As I began to enjoy the quiet I realised how deafeningly loud these sounds had been reaching all night. The silence was shattered however when I heard Mistress unlocking the door and her heels clicked across the floor towards me.

“Good morning Wanker!”

“You’ve got a busy day today wimp.”

“First we need to get you locked back into your cozy chastity device, you’ve had quite enough Free time!”

The irony of her words was not lost on me as I felt anything but ‘Free‘ while strapped down, hooded and gagged.

Suddenly the ice pack was thrust against my cock again as she sought to shrivel it back into the cruelly small device.

“I moaned into the hood and gag and shook my head violently to express the growing numbness I felt from the ice cold pack on my now shriveled manhood.

The very effective job she had made of my bondage ensured that, despite my efforts, I barely moved at all as I tried to escape the icy torture.

After a few minutes she forcibly squashed my cock back into the chrome device and locked it securely. The click of the lock made her Pussy tingle but she would wait a little longer before relieving the urge to cum. I however, could only think about how much smaller and tighter the device felt today after being Free of it for hours.

I felt her beginning to release all of the straps that held me so mercilessly immobile all night and she told me to stand up.

There was fiddling with my metal collar and clanking of a chain on the floor as I felt a weight added to my collar and a heavy chain rested down my back.

“I’ve chained your collar to the wall with 8 feet of chain, boy. I’m gonna remove your straitjacket now but I advise you not to struggle. One wrong move and you will be very severely punished. I guarantee you will regret it if you are stupid enough to test me fuckwit!”

With the hood and gag still in place, she took her time removing the straitjacket. it was a huge relief to be able to move my arms freely once again and I stretched them out to get the blood flowing. She watched as I did so until she grabbed my wrists and steel cuffs were locked on each one separately, quickly followed by the same at my ankles. They were all linked by another chain to my collar which effectively shackled me hand and foot and limited my movement. The chains permitted only about 6 inches slack between my ankles and kept my arms fixed around waist height. There was no slack for me to raise both of my hands to my face at the same time or to touch my legs or feet. I could just about raise one hand to my collar but it had the effect of tightly restraining the other to my waist as the slack of the chain was taken up.

Once she was satisfied that I was securely chained and shackled, she removed the gag and hood so that I could see once again. The pain from the light to my eyes made me slow to open them but the sight of Mistress once again in her black, skin tight catsuit and boots made me utterly weak. I flexed my aching jaw to relieve the stiffness as I tried not to stare at the Goddess stood before me.

“Now, you have enough chain slack to reach the bathroom facilities so you can get yourself showered and toileted. Your toiletries are there to use. You have 20 minutes before I will return. You will also shave all hair from your face to your feet. I want no hair remaining on your chest, balls, body, legs etc. When I return, you will be waiting on your knees, facing the wall in that corner.” She pointed to the furthest corner from the door which she said is the maximum distance that the chain to my collar will allow.

“MOVE IT!”

I rapidly went about my bathroom routine, grateful to be able to finally shave, Shower and clean my teeth. With no way to monitor the time, I rushed to kneel at the wall as instructed, as quickly as I could. The chain to my collar was stretched to its maximum at this point and I knew it wouldn’t allow me to reach the door at all. It seemed meticulously measured to allow movement around the cell whilst preventing any chance of escape.

With barely a minute to spare, Mistress returned and I heard her heels approach from behind me.

“Face me, head bowed to the floor wimp.”

I quickly obeyed and turned, bent forward, placing my head to the floor at her booted feet. She inspected to ensure I had removed all body hair by running her gloved hands over my skin. The feeling made me desperately want to be stroked but I knew it wasn’t going to happen.

“We will begin with some basic cleaning today worm. You will clean every inch of this cell from top to bottom using the equipment I’ve brought you here. You have all you need to clean the floor, toilet, Shower, wash basin, walls, and every piece of equipment you see in here. If I am satisfied with your efforts when I return, you will earn yourself some food. If I am unsatisfied with your efforts, you will be punished and will forfeit your meal. You will remain on your knees for the duration, except when you clean the walls. I will be watching on screen and checking that you obey!”

“Do I make myself clear wimp?”

“Yes Mistress,” I replied meekly.

“Good. Now before I leave you to it you may kiss my Ass!”

She turned herself around and bent forwards, sticking her catsuited Ass into my face. I remained on my knees as I kissed and worshipped her curvy rear. As I did so, I noticed her unzip her crotch zip which went right underneath between her legs. She then spread her legs wider as her Pussy was exposed and she ordered me to lick.

“Get your worthless tongue right in my Pussy!”

“LICK WORM!”

“WORTHLESS PUSSYLICKER!”

I eagerly licked while she berated and belittled me and rubbed her Pussy in my face as she stood and bent forward.

“Mmmm that’s it wanker! See you can make yourself useful if you obey my instructions.”

She wiggled her rear into me forcefully from her standing position as I knelt and licked from behind her.

“Ooh… Get that tongue in deeper!”

“Work that tongue! oh.. oh… fuck…”

“Ahhh…”

She began to moan loudly as she came and her wetness trickled from her Pussy.

“Lick it all up bitch!”

“Every last drop!”

I eagerly lapped at her wetness up as she caught her breath. She slowly stood back upright and zipped up her crotch zip once more.

“Time to get working bitch!”

She picked up a bucket containing some cleaning products tipped them over the floor in front of me.

“Get to it now! Remember to remain on your knees until you do the walls. I’ll be inspecting your work in a couple of hours.”

Then without a further word she left me to it and the lights dimmed a little but remained on.

While I began cleaning the floor in my shackles, on my hands and knees, Mistress got changed upstairs, ready to meet her friend for coffee. She was looking forward to telling her friend all about the wimp she had left chained in her basement, doing chores on my hands and knees.

At the coffee shop, her friend was already waiting excitedly to hear more about what she’d only seen in the teasing picture of me strapped down to the bed.

When Mistress arrived she wasted no time to get into the conversation.

“Tell me everything!” her friend demanded.

Mistress spent the next hour explaining about her online ad and the application process she had been putting me through for almost two weeks before she collected and imprisoned me. Her friend was not at all shocked. In fact she was envious and wanted to know more. Mistress ended up showing her the live CCTV view from her phone which showed me scrubbing the floor while naked, on my knees, in shackles and chastity.

“Oh my God! What a fucking wimp you’ve found! Look at him! I cannot believe he volunteered for that. He deserves everything you do to him!”

Mistress was impressed at her friend’s attitude and decided to invite her around to see for herself just how pathetic I was.

“Yes! I would Love to see that pathetic little fucker in the flesh. Can I tell him what I think of him?”

“Ofcourse! You can do more than that if you want! You have my blessing to slap him, spit in his face, or even sit on his face if you want! Once I have him trained I could even loan him to you from time to time too!”

Her friend loved the idea and really wanted to meet the naked, shackled wimp who she regarded as utterly pathetic. They both therefore curtailed their coffee morning to visit me in the basement.

Before they arrived back, Mistress suggested that her friend changes clothes into something more appropriate after explaining what she’d learned about my fetishes from her inspection of my laptop etc. She explained how she planned to use those weaknesses against me in my training and conditioning. They therefore stopped off at her friend’s place so that she could put on her tightest leather jeans, with her shiniest boots, some black leather gloves and a long leather coat. On returning home, Mistress also changed back into her catsuit and suddenly, I was startled by Mistress speaking loudly to me through the speakers.

“Get into your waiting position facing the wall worm. NOW!”

I panicked as I’d not finished the cleaning yet and I feared she’d punish me for my failure.

Suddenly the door unlocked and I heard two sets of heels enter behind me.

“What a fucking piece of filth you’ve got yourself here,” I heard the unknown female voice say.

“Slave, this is Mistress Catherine, you will obey her as you do me.”

“Yes Mistress,” I submissively replied.

“Stand up and face us. Show Mistress Catherine your little locked cock.”

I obeyed and turned around to see both ladies dressed in tight black shiny outfits and my cock tightened in its cage just as Mistress Catherine grabbed it to examine the chastity device. She couldn’t contain her amusement and laughed in my face.

“What a fucking loser you are boy with your puny, hairless body! If you were mine, I’d never take that device off. I’ve heard how much of a pathetic wanker you are boy, so I think you should be very grateful that your lovely Mistress is helping you to learn the error of your methods!”

Both ladies laughed hysterically at me as I blushed bright red.

“Down on your knees boy, kiss Mistress Catherine’s boots.”

I immediately fell to my knees and began worshipping her boots as my Mistress watched on.

“You have quite the Fetish for dominant ladies I hear boy. How lucky you are to have seen my friend’s ad online. I do hope that you show her your gratitude for taking you into her home.”

It was extremely humiliating kneeling naked before these two ladies and I was too scared to speak.

“Worm, I want you to beg to kiss Mistress Catherine’s leather clad Ass. BEG!”

I squirmed on my knees as I looked up at her and started to beg pathetically.

“Please Mistress Catherine, may I please kiss your Ass. Please I beg of you Mistress.”

“You truly disgust me boy. You may kiss my Ass as I can see that is all you are good for.” She turned and stuck it into my face as I kissed and worshipped her shapely rear while my Mistress stood with her hands squarely on her hips, looking truly amazing as she observed.

Mistress Catherine was getting very aroused as this was the first time she had enjoyed being worshipped by a naked, shackled slave. My Mistress noticed her friend’s face become flushed as she wiggled her leather clad Ass in my face and the scene began to arouse my Mistress too. She made a mental note to discuss this further with her friend when the time was right as her devious mind filled with ideas about how they could both have fun with me at their disposal.

“I think you’re having an effect on the little worm Mistress Catherine!”

Both ladies looked down at my cock which was now leaking inside the vicious chastity device and they burst out laughing at me.

“Oh my God, what a pathetic piece of filth you are boy!” said Mistress Catherine.

“It’s a good job you keep that tiny thing locked up. I don’t think he could be trusted to keep his filthy hands off it.”

“Oh don’t worry, he knows that I’m in charge of it now. I’ve not decided if I’ll ever let him cum but even if I do, I will make sure that it’s a humiliating as feasible for him.”

“You must let me watch if you do. I want to watch him begging you to let him cum sometime.”

“I tell you what, why don’t you keep the keys to his little device for me. That will ensure that I don’t get tempted to let him cum in a moment of empathy or compassion, if I have any left.”

Both ladies again laughed and Mistress Catherine felt another pulse of arousal at the thought of taking my chastity device keys home with her.

“What a wonderful idea! Yes, I will keep them safe for you but I honestly don’t see you having a moment of compassion any time soon!” Mistress Catherine laughed.

“Well we should leave the little faggot to get on with his chores. He has a lot of cleaning to do and we are interrupting his work.”

More laughter filled the room as Mistress realised how much she enjoyed humiliating me in front of her friend.

She stood along side Mistress Catherine and both ladies looked down at me.

“You may kiss our boots before we leave boy.”

“Thank you Mistress,” I meekly replied and I kissed each boot one at a time.

Mistress then grabbed my head and slapped it hard, almost knocking me off my knees, before following it up with another spit into my face.

“My turn!” said Mistress Catherine.

She too wacked my face hard and then spat into it before both ladies turned to leave. As they went out Mistress glanced back at me and left me with these ominous words:

“Remember, your next meal is riding on whether you clean to my satisfaction boy. From what I’ve seen so far, you had better begin again otherwise you’re gonna be a hungry slave for another day!”

I again bowed my head in total submission to this merciless lady.