Slave Girl 2: Chapter 99 (Patreon)

I am left to wait longer than I expect, long enough that holding my perfect Bow became a challenge for my fatigued body.  But it was a challenge that I welcomed.  With her sudden blindness and everything else happening since our arrival Rosa and I had had precious little time to work on our Lady-boy bond so I was more than eager to test myself like this.  As I wait I let my mind go still.  That wonderful type of stillness that I could never find out there.

Eventually I hear the women approach, speaking in hushed tones but with an upbeat energy.  In the next room I listen as Cassie undresses the Lady.  Shortly afterward the pair enter.  With my head low, my eyes staring at the tiles below me, all I can see is the light of their lamp add its glow to the one I’d set at the edge of the pool.

“Oh gods!”  Cassie gasps under her breath.  “This is how he waits for you?”

I have to swallow a gasp as I feel the cool magic of the tesserae come to lick my naked flesh.  It washes up and down and around my lowly form so that my Lady could inspect me with her special vision.

“Mmm.”  Rosa hums.  “He is a good boy.  He knows how to keep his Lady happy.  Ass higher my pet.  Arch the back.”

“Yes my Lady.”  Her command is sweet ambrosia to hungry ears.

“Very good.”  She says.  “That, my dear, is a proper Bow.  You would do well to study him.”

“Understood Lady Rosa.”  Cassie says softly.

Pride swells in my subby soul at the praise.  They step down into the pool and approach me, close enough that I can see their toes at the edge of my vision.  Cassie sets their lamp opposite the one I’d brought as Rosa continues to look down on me.  Without even seeing her eyes I could feel the love in her gaze.

“Spread your knees three inches wider.”  She commands.  “Bum six inches higher.”

“Yes my Lady.”

“Do not move.”

“Yes my Lady.”

“We must work quickly before Eros finds him.”  Rosa says.  “Wash his privates.  Quickly and only with the cold water.”

“Yes Lady Rosa.”  Cassie says obediently.

Curiosity rises, though I hold my tongue from speaking any questions.  There was a plan in action and I was the focus of it.

“Hm.”  I flinch as Cassie wastes no time in coming around the back of me and splashing my manhood with a cupful of water from the cold urn.  I was already cooled from the sweat wicking off of my naked flesh in the time since I went into Bow so the sudden frigid deluge of my junk gets the gooseflesh rising and my penis shriveling.  I hadn’t even caught my breath from one when Cassie douses me again.  “Hoo!”

To my front my Lady kneels to one knee and pets my hair.  “Good boy.  It’s okay.”

To my rear Miss Cassie chuckles under her breath and makes some private jest at the visible shrinkage.

Two dominant women.  Two very different styles.

Mauling my genitals with all the tenderness she’d shown out on the training platform she washes my sensitive nuts and cock swiftly and brusquely.  Her hard gripping hands and rough scrubbing is a test of my submission!  These were not the soft, caressing fingers of my Lady.  Not once does she cross the line into pain but my nethers were not accustomed to such blunt treatment.  Cassie handled me like I was a brute, a beast, like my penis and scrotum were two udders of a milk laden cow during morning chores.  Her every motion was direct and efficient and for a purpose.  Cassie was farm girl through and through, even while handling a lover.  I flinch, I squirm and I even let out a few whimpers but never do I pull away from her.  And why would I?  I loved it!  If this went on for much longer no amount of cold water would have stemmed my arousal.

Done manhandling my package a roaming finger glides up my taint and across my exposed anus.  There it begins to circle.  “Ohhh!”

“Cassie.”  Rosa warns.

“Sorry Lady.”  Her hand pulls away then gives me a brisk drying. “The boy is clean.”

“Good girl.”  She pats my head.  “Good boy.  You may stand now.”

In a carefully controlled motion I sit back then rise to my feet.  With my scrotum like a prune and my foreskin bunched up and completely covering my retracted glans I’d never looked smaller.  The thick free hanging member and heavy balls attached to my petite slave just a couple of feet away only exaggerating my shrinkage.  Out of the corner of my eye I catch Cassie smirk at the vast difference.

The cool magic spreads up my body, following my Lady’s gaze, until it reaches my face.  She smiles.  I smile back.  She then pans back down again until the cool settles in around my groin.  Geez!  How shrunken did she want me?  It wasn’t for the cold though, it was for the sight.

“I must work quickly.”  She holds out her hand.  “Now Cassie.”

“Yes Miss Rosa.”  Cassie curties then goes to a bundle of bathing things that they’d brought in with them.  From the bundle she pulls something entirely unfamiliar to me.  The center of the thing was a sort of cup about the size of a man’s hand and made of a gray-blue material.  Hanging from this centerpiece dangled slender straps of the same material.  As she got closer I realized that it was actually all a single piece.  Cassie lays the item in my Lady’s waiting hand.

Rosa holds it up so that I may study it in detail.

It was an odd thing.  It looked to be made of some sort of leather, but a leather unlike any I’d seen before.  The centerpiece was as thick as belt leather yet sat crumpled with an impossible suppleness for such stout hide.  The inch wide straps that hung down were so fine that my breath was enough to make them sway.  Small holes had been bored down the center of the straps near the tips.  As I look at it Rosa brings a fist up inside the cupped area to flatten it out.  Only then do I realize that it had been pressed into a shape.  A peculiar shape.  There was a central hump straight down the front flanked at the bottom by two globular hemispheres.  If it were clay I would have guessed that it was made from the mold of a man’s genitals.  The weirdest, or funniest at least, part about was the etching down the shaft.  It was a depiction of the most adorable little hedgehog.  At the tip where it’s twitching nose ought to be there was instead a slit in the material about a quarter inch wide and half an inch long.

“I wish to put this on you my boy.”

“What is it?”

“A gift.”

“From who?”

“Master Peisandros.”

“Peisandros!?”  I say.  “He was here?”

“No my boy.”  She giggles that bright, disarming giggle of hers.  “He gave it to me when we visited.”

“He did?”

“You made an impression.  There are few boys in the country.  Fewer still as attractive as you.  He told me that he would never meet a more deserving boy.  Or a more deserving Lady.”

I stand, mind casting back to our time with Master Peisandros and his girl Aemelia.  When had he given her this?  How had she gotten it here without me seeing it?  “None of my business.”  I whisper.

“Excuse me?”

“Our pack…torn.  Strewn over the rocks.  The fox!”  Rosa smiles as my words evoke the memory in her mind as well.  “You went back.  Hid something in your cape.  You said it was none of my business.  You sneaky little…”

“I was worried I’d lost it after the harpy.”  She says.  “It is a rare gift for a rare man.  Hippocampus leather.  Treated by Parthian magi.  Gentle, strong, impervious to stains or molds or any other unpleasantness.”

“Hippocampus?”  My imagination swims with images of the legendary sea equines.  I touch the leather, amazed by it’s warmth and smoothness.  Wow.”

“Indeed.”  She says.  “I hope we might be in a place to repay his generosity some day.”

“Does it…do what I think it does?”

“It binds your manhood.  Yes.”

“Binds?”  My bondage loving heart flutters in my chest.

“Mmm.”  She smiles.  “I thought you’d like that.  Yes my boy.  It would bind you.”  She flips it over to show me the inside.  There I see a little pocket designed to hold my penis in place.  At the tip I see that slit again, clearly there to let urine escape.  “It is meant for long term use.”  She turns it back over again.  “Even as long as a harvest.”

“You wish me to wear this during my chastity.”

“Yes my boy.”  She confirms.  “I believe it might make things…he he he…easier.  In some ways at least.”

“Oh!”

“We’ll take you out for cleaning when needed.”  She says.  “The leather is supple.  It lays flat to the skin once the straps are sewn.  Unless somebody grabs you directly they will never know.”

“And I’ve made you a subligaculum to hide it even during pankration.”  Cassie chimes in.

“A subligaculum?”

“The type gladiators wear.  They’ll keep things…tucked.”  She says.  “I’m making one for each of the boys.  Be better than those loose loin clothes that lets extra bits come flopping out at the worst times.”

I tilt my head.  “A hedgehog?”

I was about to gripe and ask if Peisandros hadn’t have had a mighty dragon or hydra or something, but when I see Rosa’s face light up I swallow my complaint.  “Isn’t it cute?”  She runs her fingers over the hedgehogs textured back and giggles.  “I thought it was so precious.”

“Adorable Lady Rosa.”  Cassie quips, a teasing glimmer in her eyes as they glance at my chilled pecker.  “Cuteness worthy of a good boy.”

“Erm, yeah.”  I say.  “Thank you my Lady.”

“Does this mean I have your permission?”  Rosa asks.

I bow my head.  “Yes my Lady.”

“We’ll try it for awhile and see how you get along.”

“Yes my Lady.”

Reaching up she strokes my cheek.  “Good boy.”  She then looks over to Cassie.  “And I have your word?”

Cassie shifts and takes a deep breath, then nods.  “I am a woman of my word Lady Rosa.  I will obey.”

“Miss Cassie?”  I whisper.

“She let me stay to help cage you on a condition.”  She swallows hard.  “Lady Rosa said that if you agreed to be caged that…I would…um…join you.”

“Join me?”

“In chastity.”  She peeps, suddenly looking unsure of what she was getting into.  “I am released when you are.”

“You agreed to that?”

“Uh huh.”  She nods.  “Oh boy.”  It was both wildly kinky, and strangely touching.  I had a partner in denial.

“No penetration.  No direct stimulation.  No masturbation.  No purposeful orgasms.”  Rosa says firmly.  “No sexual release of any kind until the end of harvest.”  She then adds with a mischievous grin.  “For you two at least.”  Taking my hand she moves it to touch Cassie’s.  On their own our fingers intertwine.  “After harvest I will release you onto each other.  If you both can last that long, marriage or no, I promised Cassie that you would claim her virginity.”

Cassie’s blue eyes snap to mine, fierce and burning with hot lust.  She was ready to do it right there and then.  What would she be like after six to eight weeks of total denial?  Gods have mercy!

Lowering the chastity device Rosa holds out her other dainty hand, the one with the symbol of my ownership branded upon it.  “We are agreed?”

I bow down and kiss the rose.  “Yes my Lady.”

After seeing my submissive gesture Cassie is bolstered.  Proudly she bows as I had and kisses the rose.  “Yes Lady Rosa.”

“My lovelies.”  She says warmly.  “Now…let’s get this boy caged!”

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