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Kept In Bare Feet Shackles, Chains3

The intercom went off startling Michael awake each morning, or whatever time of day it was. He was never sure if he had a decent amount of sleep, or if he was awakened after only 2 or 3 hours of sleep. This was to keep him completely disoriented, never knowing what day it was, or even what time of day it was.

"Time to get up Prisoner! You have a busy day ahead of you!"

'What will I be subjected to now?': Michael wondered and thought it best not to dwell on it too long.

His breakfast, or rather his first meal as he had no knowledge if it was morning, afternoon, or night was brought to him, and he was told he had only 5 minutes to eat it as they were in a hurry to get started with the day's activity.

'God, I hope they're not going to force me to worship their feet again! I had enough of that yesterday to last me a lifetime!'

He finished his meal within the 5 minutes allowed, then stood up approached his cell door as far as his restraining chain permitted, and said, "I have finished Enforcer. I am ready to serve you."

The cell door slid open to reveal Enforcer Heidi. Michael was relieved that it wasn't Enforcer Leslie.

"Good day Miss Heidi! May I know what is going to happen today?"

"No, you may not! You will find out soon enough. In case you forgot, you are a Prisoner and not entitled to have any knowledge of what is about to happen to you. Maybe you should be put to the St. Andres Cross face front and beat until you can't sit down."Kept In Bare Feet Shackles, Chains3 фото

"Oh Please Miss Heidi! I am sorry! Please don't put me to the St. Andrews Cross! You're correct, I'm just a prisoner! I'm not entitled to any fore knowledge of what punishments or torture the Mistress, and the Enforcers decide I must accept and endure without comment or complaint! Please forgive me!"

"Well, I will have to forego the pleasure of putting you to the cross since the Mistress has ordered me to take you to room 12 immediately."

She unlocked Michael from the restraining chain an snapped a leash on his collar.

"Come along. Fast as you are able."

"Yes Miss."

As they were walking to room 12, Michael wondered where room 12 was. In all the time he was here at the prison, he never was brought to a room 12 and never heard it mentioned. In fact, he had no idea where it even was located never having seen it.

After a couple of minutes, they came to a door on the left side of the hallway. Heidi took out a card and pressed it up to a device next to the door. There was an audible 'click', and Heidi pushed it open leading Michael through, and into the hallway.

"I never knew this branch existed, Miss."

"You didn't need to know about it until today. This is called the agony/ecstasy hallway. You will know more when it is time for you to know, understand Prisoner?"

"Y-Yes Miss!"

Michael was about to have a full on panic attack! The agony/ecstasy hallway? Oh God!!! What is happening to me?!!!

Along the way, he could hear muted cries and screams coming from the various rooms they were passing. Michael almost passed out with fear of what was waiting for him in room 12.

"Oh Miss! I think I'm going to pass out! Please help me!"

"Prisoner, if you pass out, you will be doing time in one of those rooms that you hear the crying and screaming coming from. Or, you can continue on to room 12. Choice is yours."

"Let's continue Miss, please."

"Good decision, Prisoner. Let's go."

Another moment brought them to the mysterious room 12, and Michael was led in. There was a table in the middle of the room with all the devices to chain down a prisoner so he could hardly move. There was a host of devices which would make the day of a prisoner such as himself extremely miserable. Mistress was also in the room waiting for his arrival.

"Get him chained down to the table good and tight, Heidi. I'll go and meet our guests."

Heidi did as instructed, and when she was done, about all Michael could move were his fingers and toes. He was in panic mode when Heidi gave him a frightening smile and left the room.

Oh God! What was he going to have to endure today? This was a very bad start to his day!

The very bad start got even worse when a couple of minutes later, the sadistic Enforcer Leslie came through the door.

"Well, well! Look what have we here, a very tightly chained down helpless Prisoner who can stop nothing which is coming his way!"

"Miss Leslie, what is happening to me?"

"Didn't you know? This is decision day. That is all you are allowed to know at this point. You'll find out the meaning of decision day very shortly. Meanwhile, I want to have some fun with the soles of your feet, especially since you can't even move them to try to avoid my torture!"

Leslie spent the next 15 minutes beating the soles of Michel's feet with a hard 18" ruler, and hitting them with electro shocks. When she was done, she left him sobbing from the pain.

She headed to the door saying, "I hope it turns out that you are given to me. Oh, just one more thing to help make your day."

She brought out a ball gag, approached Michael and said: "Open!"

He obeyed instantly knowing that Leslie didn't need any prompting to resume the torture of his bare feet.

After she left, Michael went into panic mode, and it was worse as he couldn't even yell or scream in his fear and frustration! What did she mean 'given to her'?! God No! He would be better off dead!

All he could do was to lay there bound in chains, gagged & helpless, trying not to imagine what this day was going to bring his way.

About an hour later, but what seemed an eternity to Michael bound and gagged as he was, the door opened, and Mistress Victoria came in. She walked up to Michael and looked him over.

"I see, Enforcer Leslie left your feet intact. The ball gag was a nice touch. Sorry I didn't think of it myself."

She went to the door and opened it saying, : "You can come in now."

Michael could sense that two women came into the room, but he couldn't see who they were until they came up the table where he was chained.

His eyes almost bugged out of his head! It was Susan and Ellie! He tried to say their names, but the ball gag only let out a sort of 'Mmffff'.

Susan said, "Look at that! He is so surprised to see us; he's at a loss for words!"

Everyone in the room except Michael of course burst into laughter.

Mistress removed the ball gag so he could speak.

"Susan, Leslie! Please allow me to say how sorry I am for what I did to both of you! The ladies did a wonderful job of making me see what a jerk I was treating the both of you the way I did. I pray that both of you can find it in your hearts to forgive me, and allow me to make it up to you somehow!"

Ellie went eye to eye with Michael. "You piece of crap! How do you think you could ever make what you did to us right again?"

"Susan, Ellie, I'll do anything to make things right for what I did! Please give me the chance------AHHHHH!"

Mistress Victoria gave the soles of Michael's feet a very strong electro shock.

"Prisoner! You will address these ladies as Mistress, just as you address me!"

"Y-Yes Mistress! Sorry!"

"Mistress Susan, Mistress Ellie, I'll do anything to make things right for what I did! Please give me the chance to make this up to the both of you! Please!"

Susan and Ellie turned to Victoria who said, "It's up to you now. As his sponsors, you can pay to keep him here which can get costly, or you can elect to forgive, which will free him from here immediately, or you can have us change his PR rating to SL which means we buy him from you for $5,000."

"Buy me, Mistress?! What does that-----AHHHHH!" He was hit with another electro shock.

"Silence! I guess it's time you knew what the SL rate means. After an initial amount of time which the sponsors only pay a minimum amount to imprison you here, they are brought back here to make a decision; they can forgive you, and you regain your freedom, or they can elect to keep you imprisoned here indefinitely which is a bit pricey, or they can sell you to us for $5,000. You then become SL35907, which is then your slave identification, and you spend the rest of your life here as Leslie's personal slave for her to torture and to do with you as she pleases. Besides beating you, she loves and demands constant foot worship while she tortures your feet."

"Oh God Please!!! Mistress Susan, Mistress Ellie, please, please say you forgive me, and have me freed so I can start making things right for what I did! Or, if you don't want to forgive me, please elect to keep me here as a prisoner. Please, Please, Please don't sell me into slavery!"

Ellie said, "We are going to torture your feet for an hour or two, after which time, we will make our decision. Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst, I believe the saying goes. All right, Prisoner Michael?"

What could Michael say, as he wasn't really in any position to negotiate.

"Yes Mistress Ellie."

"I'll leave you ladies to it. Have at him! And, have fun! Let me know when you are finished with his torture session, and give me your decision at that time."

Mistress left the room, leaving Michael at the total mercy of his sponsors who wasted no time beginning the torture of his feet. Beatings with the hard ruler, electro shock, heating torture, then, freezing cold torture.

The torture session went on for 2 hours with Michael begging, pleading, & weeping which brought laughter, giggling, and cheering from the cousins.

They finally tired of having their fun and revenge, and called Mistress Victoria back into the room.

"Have you ladies made you decision yet?"

"Yes Victoria, we have."

"Then, what's it to be, forgiven and freed, remanded to our custody as a remaining prisoner, or sold to us as a slave for $5,000?"

Michael said, "Oh my Mistress', please have mercy! I am a changed man!"

Susan said, "Silence Prisoner! It's easy to be a changed man while you are in chains at the mercy of every female who comes across you."

"Victoria, have Prisoner Michael released from the table and re-chained the way you chain him to be marched from place to place."

He was shackled and chained with his wrists locked together with a 28" restraining chain from his wrists to his ankle shackles with an 18" chain.. His shackled wrists were also locked to a waist chain. The final chain was a restraining chain from his wrists to his collar, leaving him able to walk in a slow shuffling manner but otherwise completely helpless.

"What is your decision, ladies?"

"Susan said, "We decided on a forth option. We are going to have him remanded to our custody so he will serve us."

"Oh Thank You, Mistress Susan and Mistress Ellie!!! I will be your faithful and grateful servant tending all your needs until you have no more need of me!"

"Silence Slave!!! You do not speak without our permission! Ellie, ball gag our slave until he understands his position in life now!"

"With pleasure! Open wide slave, while I lock this on you!"

Slave!!!? I'm going to serve them as their slave? Panic began building up in Michael! What was going to happen to him?

His thoughts were interrupted when Susan stood directly in front of him staring: just staring, saying nothing.

What was he supposed to do? Her staring at him was extremely unnerving! She obviously wanted something from him, but the only thing he could think to do was bow his head, and stare at the floor to show his deference and to show his submission to her as the slave to the Mistress who has now become one of his owners who must and will be obeyed.

"Very good slave! You have been trained well here at the prison. The ladies broke you in very well, didn't they?!"

Michael nodded as it was all he could do.

"Yes, I see that they did. Now, to fill you in on your life from this moment on; you will be taken from here to our new house. We sold our houses and bought a very nice house in a very secluded spot about a 45 minute drive to town, so we can stay at our current places of employment.

We had a good bit of money left after selling our old places and buying our current house, so we had some people the ladies here introduced us to who are into the bondage and BDSM scene. They divided our very large basement into 2 rooms. The first room is of course, what you would find in every basement: furnace, hot water heater, washer, dryer, utility tub, etc. But! The second room has been fitted out specifically for you. It is a dungeon and torture chamber! And in one corner, an 8'X10' slave cell was constructed which will be your permanent residence when you are not being forced to perform your slave duties. It has a cot and small sink and toilet so you can take care of your daily necessities. You, of course will always be shackled and chained in one form or another, but in your cell, your wrists will be shackled so you can take care of your necessities. Your feet of course, will remain locked in shackles, and while in your cell, you will be chained by your feet to the back wall."

Michael was in shear panic mode! He tried to beg, to scream and cry out! He was so panicked; he forgot himself and actually tried to break out of his bondage!

That brought hilarious laughter from everyone as they tried to calm him down so he could hear the rest of their plans for him.

Ellie spoke next: "Slave Michael, we have been watching you on video the whole time you have been here, and it has been very instructive for our plans and what we are going to do to you.

We have had contact with a lot of women who like nothing more than to see a man tortured and suffer for one reason or another. So, we are going to use you to make money by charging them to watch you being tortured in person, and for a nominal extra fee, they can torture you themselves. You are also going on the internet as a BDSM star! You will be locked in a bondage hood that has a removable gag and a removable blindfold. This way, no one who subscribes to our website will be able to indentify you. Gagged, you will not be able to identify yourself and beg someone to call the police. Of course, you will only have to be gagged when we put you on camera live; the other times it won't be necessary unless we want you gagged for whatever reason we decide.

And here is the best part! We watched you being made to worship Victoria's and Heidi's feet. We could tell that you hated every minute of it! Soooo, we talked it over, and decided that we would like our feet worshipped, it looked like great fun and also sexually arousing, so slave, you are as of now our foot slave!!!"

Susan cut in, "Yes slave; you are spending the rest of your life entertaining us and our guests and friends being tortured, and then made to worship our feet!!!

If you were sorry before, you will now be even sorrier for this is going to be your entire life from now on!"

Victoria stepped forward, said, "Ok, let's get him in the van for his journey to a whole new experience that he will never be able to escape from. Come along Slave Michael, don't fight it, or you will be punished!"

Michael was led to the van that was about to take him to a life of slavery locked in heavy shackles and chains, made to go in bare feet, never to know what it was like to wear shoes again, also to remain permanently locked in his chastity cage never to be able to achieve an orgasm.

As he shuffled to the van being prodded and poked by his Mistress's while laughing at him, he tried to beg, but to no avail. The ball gag just prevented any possible words to come out of his mouth, so he just wept as they put him in the truck, and chained his collar to the ring on the side wall, and locked his feet to a ring on the floor of the van. The truck fired up, and started moving toward his new destination as the cousin's permanent foot worshiping slave.

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