Hours had gone by as I laid cramped in the cage, tormented by the constant sounds being played on a loop. I had no idea anymore whether it was day or night as it had been some days since I was incarcerated into the windowless basement cell. As I whimpered at the predicament I had got myself into, the looped sounds suddenly stopped. I heard female voices approaching and the lights came full on. The lock was opened and I watched Mistress and her friend Mistress Catherine enter, both dressed up in amazingly tight and shiny, latex outfits which they knew would make me weak at their booted feet.

“Look who’s come to visit you slut. Mistress Catherine was very eager to see you again as she’s had a bad day. She wants to vent a bit of anger upon you.”

“I certainly do!” said Mistress Catherine.

“I’ve come to the conclusion that men are worthless pieces of shit and the only relationship with a man that I’ll ever consider in future is one like this – Where the man has no say in anything and is there to be used and abused by me.”

I bowed my head fearing that both women seem to be sounding very stern today.

Mistress Catherine stared down at me in the cage and spat at me angrily.

My Mistress unlocked the cage door and instructed me out. My limbs ached as I exited the cage on my knees stopping at the booted feet of both ladies.

“Kiss our boots bitch! Mine first then Mistress Catherine’s. Show us how much you appreciate our visits to treat you like shit!”

I tried hard to show how much I worshipped both ladies, hoping that my eagerness might make them have a little mercy in whatever they have planned for me.

“Stand here wanker!”

Mistress moved to the centre of the room beneath a beam in the ceiling. As I got there, she unlocked my left wrist from my collar and attached a chain to it which hung down from the beam. She quickly did the same with my other wrist and then disappeared from my view behind me. A whirring sound started and I could feel my wrists being winched upwards to the ceiling. It kept going way passed the point of it being tolerable for me until I could barely touch the floor on my tip toes. The pain was instant in my arms.

“Let’s start without a hood or gag as I want to watch his worthless face,” Mistress said. Mistress Catherine had now disappeared behind me and my Mistress pulled up a chair facing me in front. She sat confidently with her legs wide open and I couldn’t help but stare at her panties beneath her short latex dress. As I focused upon that view, I noticed that she was holding the remote control for my shock device too.

“From this position you can’t even fall to your knees when I hit this button.” She pressed the button to provide a short punishment shock and I screamed and thrashed about in agony while both ladies burst into laughter simultaneously.

Mistress Catherine came into view and stood in front of me, intimidatingly close to my face and she slowly pursed her glossy lips. She aggressively spat into my face and watched as it ran down my chin. I could only lower my eyes in utter humiliation.

“You disgusting pig!”

“Beg me to whip you boy!” Mistress Catherine snarled.

“Please whip me Mistress Catherine.” I whimpered as quietly as I could.

“Louder worm! You better make it sound convincing otherwise the thrashing you will receive will be much worse!”

“Please Mistress Catherine, I beg you to whip me,” I pleaded, even though I really dreaded any pain and wanted to be released from the painful winch.

“You will count every stroke and thank me after each one! If you miss one, we will start again.”

Suddenly I felt the searing sting of the whip on my Ass as Mistress Catherine swung it viciously. I counted and thanked her and noticed my Mistress opening her legs wider in front of me on the chair as she caressed them in her gloved hands.

The next strike came and my howls of pain increased in volume along with my desperate attempts to escape the winch which held me so painfully tight. I again counted and thanked this merciless woman for strapping me so ruthlessly.

My Mistress wriggled in the chair and laughed heartily as each vicious lash landed upon me while I squealed pathetically. I realised that both of these ladies were much more sadistic than I had realised and my fear rose further.

As the fifth lash landed, Mistress howled with laughter at me and mocked my sobbing as I attempted to count and thank Mistress Catherine.

“I think he’s starting to realise how truly fucked his life is,” Mistress said.

“I don’t think he has any real idea of the life that’s in store for him!” Mistress Catherine added, ominously.

They kept talking about my life as if they planned on this being very long term for me. I really wasn’t being given any say on my own life now I realised.

“Let me take over Mistress Catherine so you can sit and watch his little face.”

They swapped positions and Mistress Catherine now sat facing me as the lashes continued from my Mistress. My screams continued as I sobbed the words she wanted to hear.

By lash number ten I was constantly pleading and begging for it to stop. Mistress put down the whip and retrieved the thick leather hood. She came towards me and spat into my face before pulling it down over my head forcefully and tightly. It was locked on and the feasible blindfold attachment ensured that I could see nothing once more. As I expected, the large cock gag was rammed into my mouth and tightly secured and both ladies stood around me, stroking the whip marks and admiring the sobbing state they had reduced me to.

My Mistress decided to trigger the pleasurable stimulation from the shock device as both ladies discussed me as if I wasn’t there. I writhed in my bondage as it made me ache in the chastity device but it did manage to take my mind off the pain from the whipping for a short while.

“I’m going to try him in the kitchen tomorrow,” Mistress declared.

“Are you sure that’s wise? Maybe he’s not safe to be allowed out of the basement yet?” Mistress Catherine queried.

“Oh don’t worry about that. I’ve prepared very secure restraints so that he won’t be going anywhere without my permission. I’ve had the builders fit steel rings in every room so he won’t be able to move far.”

“You’ve wondered of everything! I Love it!” Mistress Catherine said with glee.

“He has no idea how many years of planning has gone into getting everything ready for his incarceration. I think he’s slowly starting to understand that it’s not going to end anytime soon now though. Once he’s accepting of his new life he might even have moments of pleasure. But they will be very brief!”

Both women laughed again as Mistress cruelly turned the winch another half a turn to make me truly panic as my feet left the floor.

“I think a few more lashes are necessary,” Mistress said as she again took up position behind me.

The remote control for my shock device was now in the hands of Mistress Catherine and she timed herself to perfection to press the punishment shock as each whip blow landed. My mind was in turmoil at the simultaneous bouts of pain and I screamed inside my hood and gag. Swinging helplessly as I thrashed about, both ladies were thoroughly enjoying the entertainment, howling with laughter at my screams as their arousal increased in their latex outfits.

A new inner need to be complete bitches seemed to have taken hold over them both and Mistress Catherine knew that she also needed to acquire herself a similarly pathetic wimp soon, now that this genie was now out of the bottle.

Both ladies decided that they needed a break from tormenting me so the winch was lowered a few inches, enabling my feet to reach the floor. I silently prayed that they would release me from the painful bondage but it quickly became apparent that I would be left hanging helplessly in my hood and gag.

Mistress couldn’t withstand one last press of the punishment shock before leaving me and I heard their laughter ebb into the distance as they left and locked the door. Mistress remembered to switch on her voice recordings on the loop again so that my brain continued to be conditioned 24/7, even as I hung desperately weak in pain.