Slave Story

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and/or sexual activity of preteen and young teen children. This is fantasy, and the author in no way endorses or practices these things in real life. In real life, these activities would be harmful and illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.
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I awoke to find myself on the floor of a large round room. I could not remember how I got there and how long I had been there. All I remembered was being at the mall with my friends and suddenly there was a commotion and everything went dark.

As I came around, I looked about the room and could see that there were about 12 or 15 other boys in the room also lying on the floor. In the center of the room was a mature looking woman probably in her late forties or early fifties. She was short in stature at about 5 foot 3 or so. She was wearing some type of uniform that consisted of a dark blue skirt, white blouse and jacket that matched the skirt. Her hair was fixed in a very nice style and she looked like a prim and proper lady. She was attractive with a slim figure and great legs. I thought to my self that she was probably a real knock out when she was a younger woman although she was still very pretty. She was the Matron of this operation and it was apparent to me and the other boys that she was the one in charge. She had a small device in her hand and we would later learn it was a stun gun. Next to her there were 5 younger ladies dressed their street clothes. Their skirts were rather short and they had really nice legs. They wore either sweaters or blouses and they were quite stunning. These ladies were much younger and were probably in their early to mid twenties. These girls were the subordinates of the Madam and we were soon to learn that they were to be our handlers.

Around the outside of the circular room were benches that were built into the wall and they were curved to match the arch of the room. The benches were marked by numbers and above each number were a two pairs of handcuffs that were attached to rings in the wall. Leg irons were below the benches and there was one set for each number. A coat hook was located on the wall above each number and just to the right of the handcuffs.

I was confused and had no idea where I was and who these other boys were. I was 15 and the other boys seemed to be about the same age. Apparently we had been drugged or given some type of gas to put us out.

The older Matron woman, named Kathy, suddenly announced in a mature voice that were the latest group of young boys who would become part of a sperm bank program that was part of the Jackway industrial complex. Kathy went on to explain that in the year 2040, there were fewer and fewer couples having children but more single women were wishing to have children. The number of donors to the sperm bank had gone down and now there wasn’t enough sperm available to meet the demand. She explained that the Jackway industrial group had recruited us as involuntary studs to supply sperm to their bank for artificial insemination purposes. They also had young girls who served as surrogate mothers for women who didn’t want to bear their own children. Now I was nervous as to what was going to happen to us.

She told us to get to our feet and choose a position around the outer wall. Most of us complied, but a couple of boys said they did not have to do that. Kathy raised her stun gun in her hand and used it on the two boys. After the shock, they quickly took their position along the outside wall waiting for the next command. Not knowing, I just did what I was told. Getting shocked by the stun gun did not look like fun. The boys screamed when the trigger was pressed on the gun. I don’t know what the voltage is on those, but they really jumped when that gun was in their groin.

I was about in the middle of the group and I looked both directions. One of the boys at the other end was a friend of mine from our school. The other boys were strangers I had never seen before.

One of the older boys in the group said that he would be missed and the authorities and his family would be looking for him and they would find him. Kathy said they were deep underground and no amount of looking would ever find him. She told all of us not to resist or the electric stun gun would be used again. I now recalled reading and hearing on the television that the number of runaways had increased recently. I wondered if this could be the reason. Jackway industries involuntary recruiting could be the reason for the missing boys and girls. We all had reason to worry. We were now slaves to the Jackway sperm bank.

Kathy was now in the center of the room and her assistants were just out from the benches and evenly positioned in front of the 15 boys. When Kathy told them to do something they would respond by just saying yes madam.

Kathy told us to turn and face the benches and remove all of our clothes. I couldn’t believe my ears. Remove all our clothes? What was this all about? I wanted to leave my clothes on. One of the boys balked too and once again Kathy immediately hit him with the stun gun. He cried out and then we all started to remove our clothes. First my shirt, then my shoes and socks followed by my pants and finally my boxers which I removed very slowly. She told us that disobedience would not be tolerated and the stun gun would be used as often as necessary. She told us to get our clothes off and we all responded with a yes madam.

At least we weren’t facing the young girls and it was a little easier to strip with our backs to the pretty young ladies. We hung our clothes on the coat hooks and after a short time we were all naked and facing the wall.

Kathy now told us to reach up and place our right hand into the handcuff on the right. I did that. The young girls now moved forward and put our left hands into the handcuff on the left side. We were now all naked, facing the bench with both our hands in the handcuffs. Kathy told us to put the palms of our hands on the wall and to spread our feet out behind us. Kathy told us to spread out our legs wide and push on the wall like we were holding it up. This placed our feet well behind us and our legs were spread. Our private parts hung down between our legs and it wasn’t a very comfortable position. Kathy next told the girls to check us. The girl assistants now moved forward and reached between our legs and felt of our scrotum and testicles. I felt the young lady’s fingers first touch my butt and then slide down between my legs where she could touch my scrotum and then move forward to probe my penis. She whispered in my ear for me to stand very still while she was touching me. I couldn’t believe the humiliation I was suffering where only hours before I was at the mall having fun with my friends. I didn’t like her touching me as I couldn’t see exactly what she was doing. I later learned that she was measuring the diameter of my testicles and making a note of my size. I couldn’t see her face as she touched and fondled my testicles, but her touch was tender and it did not hurt. She took each of my testicles in her fingers and rolled them back and forth. My penis was reacting to her touch and I was now erect. Much to my surprise and the surprise of the other boys, the girls next selected a metal band from a series of different sized bands they had in their pockets. The bands were selected to be just smaller than the size of our testicles but not tight around our scrotum as this would have restricted the blood flow. The girls installed the bands and riveted them in place. . They were not tight, but prevented our testicles from slipping through the ring. My girl, named Betty, measured my testicles size and selected a band for me. She reached between my legs and pulled my testicles down and installed the ring around my scrotum just above my balls. It didn’t hurt, but I could feel the band in place. Betty commented to me that the band would help her control me. Betty wasn’t real tall, but any size girl could have controlled me with that band around my balls. The metal band was about a quarter inch wide and had a small ring built into it where a chain was attached to the ring which was like a leash attached to the band. The edges of the band were smooth and rounded so it would not cut into our tender skin. The rivets made it impossible to remove.

We were all now banded around our testicles and the chains were attached. The loose end of the chain was on the floor and we just stood there in all our humiliation waiting for what was next.

The girls next moved alongside each of us boys and unlocked the handcuffs. We were told by Kathy to turn around and the girls attached the handcuffs with our hands now behind our backs. The girls picked up the chains and each held 3 boys at once. Kathy pointed out that the chains were attached to the bands around a very tender area of our bodies and that it would only take a slight jerk on the chain to inflict some very serious pain to the boy who misbehaved. Several of the boys had erections and so did I. I tried to will it away, but my little head had a mind of its own. She didn’t have to tell us about the bands. They were restrictive and did not feel natural at all. We stood there with the young girls holding our chains while they took a moment to look us over. The young girls smiled at the boys who had erections and then tugged the chains just a little too let us know that they were in control. There was no doubt in my mind that they were in complete control. The band and chain was a noticeable addition to our private areas.

The girls now hooked the loose end of the chains to a conveyor with hooks in the ceiling. The conveyor ran into the room and out a door on the opposite end. Kathy told us to follow the chains on the conveyor and that would take us to our respective rooms. She warned us not to pull or fall down or we would be dragged along by our balls. That was not a pleasant thought to me. Kathy and the girls were checking us out as Kathy went to the wall and turned on a switch. The conveyor started to move and the chains tightened. All of the boys including me started to move immediately when those chains came tight. The thought of being dragged by my balls was a real motivator to keep up. One of the boys who had been a trouble maker during the initial encounter had his chain hooked short so that he was on his toes for his trip to the room. I behaved and my chain was loose which made it a lot easier and comfortable to walk along with the conveyor.

The conveyor took each boy to his room. When the hook arrived at a predetermined room, the hook would stop outside the door. Each boy had a room about 10 X 10. Each room had a sink and a toilet and a bunk along with a small table and chairs.

I waited by my room until my girl, Betty, came by and released my chain from the hook. She led me inside my room by the chain attached to the band around my balls and instructed me that I was to stay in the room until our meal would be served. She removed the handcuffs from my wrists behind my back and then attached the loose end of my chain to a ring in the ceiling. Betty said she would be back later. I was now alone for the first time since we arrived at the complex. I examined the chain attached to the band around my balls and discovered that I could not remove the chain at least not without some tools which I did not have. I could sit on the bed and move around the room, but I could not leave the room as the chain was not long enough.

In about two hours, Betty returned with some food. I was very hungry and sat at the small table in the room eating my food. The food was quite good and for a few minutes I forgot that I was naked in front of this pretty young woman who was now in charge of me. I continued to eat while she explained to me that once I was settled in, I would be taken to the shower room where I would be cleaned up and shaved to be made ready for the first collection of my semen. When I finished my meal, she asked me to stand and she took a closer look at my penis before taking my chain off the ceiling hook. She commented that it was good that I was circumcised as they would not have to do that right away.

She left my room and was holding my chain like a leash. I followed and paid close attention so the chain did not come tight. She stopped at the rooms of two other boys and she took them in tow by their chains too. When she entered the last boy’s room, she first hooked me and the other boy to the hook outside that boy’s room. I was able to talk for a brief time with the other boy. He was about my age and he was also taken from the mall. He said that he remembered being gassed and collapsing. A bag was placed over his head and he was roughly loaded into a van. The next thing he remembered, he was at the Jackway complex. I looked down and saw that he was not circumcised. I didn’t want to tell him what Betty had told me about them planning to circumcise him that day. That would only have made him even more nervous.

Betty came out of the room with the third boy and told us to stop talking. She reached up and took our chains off the locked ring and now she had all three of us in tow held by our leashes. We must have been quite a picture with Betty leading three boys all taller than she was by our leashes between our legs. She was small, but would have had no problem controlling us just by jerking on our chains.

Betty led us down the hall to the shower room. The shower room was large with shower heads around the outside walls. At each shower station there was a ring to hook our leash chains. Betty took us into the shower and went to the first three stations on the left. The other girls were each bringing their boys into the shower room and hooking their chains to the rings on the wall as well. The matron, Kathy, was there and stood off to the side by the entrance where there was a main valve for the water. Once we were all in the shower she stepped into the entrance and said she had an announcement to make. She told us that for a proper collection, it was imperative that we be very clean and shaved. This meant that our private areas had to be extra clean and that our girls would be checking for cleanliness and if we were not clean, we would have to go back to the showers and this time there would be no hot water. We all listened intently to the instructions.

With that said, she turned on the water. The water was warm and it felt good. We each had a bar of soap and our hands were free so we could wash ourselves. This was our first chance for a shower since we had arrived at the complex and it was a very pleasant feeling. It didn’t even matter to me that the young ladies and Kathy were watching us shower. I looked down and could see the chain which ran from the ring in the wall over to my groin. It felt funny as the water flowed over my body and some went down the chain. I was very careful not to slip because falling down would have been very painful. The chain wasn’t long enough for me to be lying on the floor. I soaped myself up thoroughly and thought that there might be a chance that with the soap as a lubricant, I might be able to slip my testicles through the metal band. I had to do this without having the women see what I was doing. I got the soap suds into my crotch and tried several times to slip out of the band, but it was just too tight. The pain of compressing my testicles was too intense and I had to give it up. I didn’t want to injure myself. I thought that if I was ever going to escape this place, I must be in good physical condition.

After about ten minutes, Kathy said to rinse off and get ready to be shaved. We all complied and I rinsed myself off. She then turned off the valve and the water stopped. The girls came back into the shower area carrying razors and some shaving cream. Betty came up to me and told me to put my hands on my head and to hold very still. She sprayed some shaving cream into my crotch and took her hand and spread it around. She then carefully took the razor and shaved my pubic hairs above my penis. I didn’t have a lot of hair, but she took what I did have. She whispered to me to hold very still as she didn’t want to cut me. I didn’t want her to cut me either and I held very still. She next lifted my penis and finished shaving me. She asked me to spread my legs so she could get the hairs inside my thighs. She was meticulous and when she was finished she patted my penis and said I had been a good boy. She went to her other two boys and shaved them too. The other girls were shaving their wards and now we were all naked and bald. The girls withdrew from the shower room and Kathy turned the water back on and told us to rinse off our bodies. After we finished, the girls returned and unhooked our chain leashes from the rings in the wall. Betty gathered up her three charges and led us out of the shower area to a dry off area.

Instead of towels, there was a rush of warm air much like at a car wash. Betty led us through the air blast while all the time holding on to our leashes. The wind was warm and very strong. It felt funny blowing against my penis and testicles especially now that I was bald. The wind was strong enough to move my penis around and it felt strange.

Now it was time for the inspection that Kathy had mentioned. The boys were pulled forward into a hallway adjacent to the dry down area. In this area there were rings in the floor and our leashes were attached to that ring in the floor. It was loose enough that we could stand up straight, but we could not move around. We were shackled by our balls to the floor about 5 feet apart. Betty approached me at the same time the other boys were being examined by their girls. She reached down and touched my penis and stroked it with her hand. Her touch was very gentle and she knew that the underside of my penis was the most sensitive. She flicked her fingers around the corona of my glans and then moved to the underside of my penis. I could tell she was familiar with a penis and knew what boys liked. She mentioned again that it was good for me that I was circumcised as they would not have to circumcise me. I was embarrassed but my penis wasn’t. I was quickly as hard as a rock and she commented that it appeared that everything was working alright and it would be fun for her to see me milked. I had no idea what she was talking about or what was coming next. She examined her other two boys and when she came to the uncircumcised boy, she smiled and said there was something special for him. She pulled back his foreskin and examined his penis head. He became hard as she flicked her fingers along the bottom of his shaft the same way she had done to me. All the boys were apparently clean as no one was sent back to the showers and the cold water and we were led back to our rooms by the chains on our ball bands.

The next meal was as good as the first. Betty brought it and I again sat at the table and ate. It tasted good and I was hungry. When I finished eating, Betty asked me to stand in front of her and she again played with my penis until I was hard. She seemed to really enjoy making me hard. She knew exactly how to touch me just under the tip where I was the most sensitive. Betty explained that to me that she was just checking to be sure all my sex parts were working Ok. She told me that everything seemed to be just fine. She was careful not to make me cum as I was not allowed to cum. My entire ejaculate had to be saved for the collection. The penalty for masturbating was a session with the stun gun. She said it was very important for me not to touch myself when I was alone. If I were to be caught masturbating, the consequences would be bad. I asked if it meant the stun gun and she told me it could even be worse.

I took this opportunity to ask about the milking. She said that the term milking meant they would be forcibly removing my seamen. She said I would learn more later.

She removed my chain from the ceiling and led me from the room. She stopped at two other rooms and collected the other two boys as before. We were led by our chains to the collection room. It was a large room with some nice office type chairs that were padded and looked very comfortable. My chain was attached to a ring in the arm of the chair and I was told to sit down and relax. That was not possible. I was very nervous about what was going to happen to me next. No, relaxation was not possible. Each of the other boys was also instructed to take a seat and they also had their chains attached to the chairs. We sat there with our hands on the arms of the chairs when suddenly a sleeve slipped from under the arm trapping our wrists on the chair. The girls moved from boy to boy attaching shackles to our ankles and legs which forced our legs to be spread. Betty attached my ankles and winked at me as she patted me on my bare leg. Kathy was there and after we were locked in our chairs, she walked from boy to boy examining his genitals and the bands that were attached to our balls. One boy’s band was apparently too tight and she instructed his girl to remove his band and install a larger one. This was not an easy operation. I watched as the rivet was cut and the old band removed. The new, larger band was placed above his testicles, closed and riveted in place. I was thinking that I could never do that in my room with no tools. The boy looked very relieved to have the larger band.

Three of the boys were not circumcised and she said that it was time to do the circumcisions. These boys began to squirm in their chairs, but to no avail as the restraints were just too tight.

The girls were next instructed by Kathy to get the collars. I wondered what the collars were. My question would be quickly answered. Betty approached me with a collar which looked like a horse shoe shaped pillow that had buttons on one side of the collar. She placed it around the back of my neck and pressed one of the buttons. LED lights came on and I could no longer move any part of my body below the neck. I could feel everything, but I could not move. The other boys had the same experience. We were locked in place by an electric collar. Kathy explained to us that the collars interrupted the motor impulses from our brains, but did not interrupt the sense of feeling coming from our limbs. These collars were first developed for prison use, but Jackway industries had modified them and adopted them for their program. She explained that the collars used a magnetic field to interrupt the flow of nerve impulses down the spine but allowed feeling to come up the spine. The collars also enhanced sexual stimulations which would intensify an orgasm. Any sexual stimulation no matter how small was intensified and replicated so the sensation would build until sexual excitation was at a maximum. The collar also blocked an orgasm and ejaculation until the collar button was pressed for ejaculation. This button would reinforce ejaculation which would not stop until the button was pressed again. This meant that with the collar in the ejaculate position, the boy would continue to ejaculate until the collar was turned off. Once a boy was finished ejaculating, the collar had to be turned off or he would suffer in agony until it was switched off. The girls would stand by to control the collars.

The girls next moved a sperm collection device in front of each boy. The boys were all intense on learning about all this new equipment. This system had a clear sleeve that fit over the boy’s penis and that was attached by a clear tube to the collection machine. The sleeves were of various sizes and the girls had to select the right size for each boy. Betty knew my size as she had stroked me to an erection in my room.

Kathy next explained that the collection would now begin except for those uncircumcised boys. They were going to be circumcised. They would have to wait four weeks to be collected until their penis healed, but this was necessary as the machine did not work properly on a penis with a foreskin. Boy was I glad I was circumcised.

The three uncircumcised boys were very nervous as their girls approached them with a circumcision tool. Betty came up to the boy right next to me and I could see the entire procedure. She wiped his penis with some alcohol and then applied some antiseptic solution which appeared to be purple. I think it was some type of iodine. Betty next took some forceps and attached them to the boy’s foreskin. She pulled the foreskin out and then made a cut into the foreskin using a scalpel. The bell shaped hood of the tool Betty had in her hand was then slipped between his glans and his foreskin. Once in place, Betty assembled the clamp of the tool over the bell and clamped the foreskin in place. After checking the placement, Betty tightened the clamp over the bell which cut off circulation to the foreskin. Kathy next stepped forward to check for proper placement before each boy had his foreskin cut free. . After about five minutes, Kathy took her scalpel and carefully cut along the edge of the bell and removed each boy’s foreskin. When she cut the boy next to me, I heard her tell him that he was now rid of that ugly piece of skin and his penis would now look much better. I really didn’t need to see this whole operation and hear those comments. My stomach was a little upset as I also don’t like the sight of blood. Kathy went to the other two boys and cut them too. Kathy seemed to take great pleasure in cutting the foreskins from the boys. Now that the cutting was done, Betty put some antibiotic cream on the boy’s penis behind his glans and bandaged his penis. There wasn’t a lot of screaming so maybe it didn’t hurt that bad. The boy looked a little pale and I definitely don’t think he liked it one bit.

Once the circumcisions were completed, the girls turned their attention to the remaining circumcised boys. Kathy explained once again that the collars we were wearing in addition to blocking the motor impulses down the spine could enhance our sexual experience which would make the milking easier. They could block the ejaculation impulse until full sexual intensity was achieved. Once we were really ready, they would push another button on the collar and we would ejaculate until it was turned off. I really didn’t know what all that meant, but was about to find out.

Betty came toward me and touched another button on my collar and I could feel my penis start to harden. She gently took my penis in her hand and stroked it to a full erection. She was gentle and her touch felt very good. She then selected the proper size sleeve for my penis and put a small amount of liquid lubricant into the sleeve. She slipped the sleeve over my penis and I could feel a slight suction on my penis from the sleeve. This slight suction pulled my penis all the way into the sleeve. All of this felt really good and I did not resist. I attained a full erection as big as I have ever had and my penis looked huge with that sleeve extending over it. I could see my penis through the clear sleeve and the whole set up felt wonderful.

Betty moved her head next to mine and whispered to me that I was going to like what was coming next and she pressed another button on my collar and it felt like I was getting a sensual hand job. My penis was throbbing and the feeling was intense. I could feel myself becoming more and more excited and nearing my point of orgasm. This was different than I had ever experienced before. Once I got to that point, I could easily ejaculate but not this time. It felt like I was very close, but I could not go over the edge. I could hear some of the other boys starting to moan and I was now doing the same. My penis was throbbing and I wanted to thrust into the sleeve, but I could not move my hips. Betty returned to my side and looked me in the eye. She reached down and gently touched my testicles just teasing them with the tips of her fingers. I was really ready now and she whispered did I like that and asked if I was ready to cum. I gasped that I was ready and with that, she touched another button on my collar and I immediately was over the top and having my orgasm. My penis was throbbing and I could feel the contractions as my prostate pumped what felt like gallons of seamen into the sleeve. My orgasm was mind blowing and I watched in awe as my semen moved through the sleeve and into the clear plastic tube connecting me to the collection machine. The machine’s suction pulled my semen from the sleeve through the tube and into the machine. Betty commented that I had a very good collection and the volume of ejaculate was right up there.

I now begged Betty to please turn off the collar as the sensation had suddenly gone from pure ecstasy to terrible agony. She smiled and pushed another button on the collar which stopped the ejaculations response and allowed my penis to relax. She told me that it was important to turn the ejaculation reflex off after I came because leaving it on sometimes made the boys impotent. I could see how that could happen. The feeling of ejaculating after your system was dry was unbearable.

Betty went over to the collection machine and opened a door in the back. She removed a glass vile of semen that had volume markings on the side. She looked at it and stated that I had done very will on my first collection. It showed 12 ml of ejaculate. Betty said that was very good.

I was exhausted and I looked at the other boys who were also exhausted. The boys who had been circumcised were very sore. Their experiences were much different from mine. The girls pushed the off button on the collars and we could all once again move our bodies. My penis felt sore and my abdomen felt tired from all the ejaculating. Wow, what an experience.

Betty unhooked me from the machine and unlocked my chain from the chair and after I got to my feet, she led me back to my room by my chain. It was hard for me to walk at first and Betty said that I would get used to this more as time went on. She led me and the other boys back to our rooms. I was tired and she once again hooked my chain to the ceiling of my room. She told me that my dinner was coming and to relax and enjoy my meal. She told me that I had done really well at my first milking and that another was coming the following day. I wondered how long I could continue at this pace. How long would they keep us in the complex drawing our life seed into the machines?

I thought that I had to come up with a way to escape. Escape depended on me being able to get free from my ball band. I sat on the bed facing away from the door just in case someone came in. I looked at the band around my balls and examined my testicles. I had never noticed before, but one testicle was smaller than the other. I worked my testicles inside my scrotum so that the smaller one was next to the band. I was able to slip my smaller testicle through the band but the larger one was a no go. I tried moving my testicle into different positions, but I could not get it through the band. Now I had to get the smaller testicle back into the band because if they saw that before the next collection, it could mean punishment. I was able to get my testicle back inside the band and not any too soon because I heard Betty coming with the evening meal. Betty entered the room with my meal. I moved over to my table and ate my meal. The meal was very good and Betty told me while I ate that the lab results had come back on my semen and that my sperm count was very high and my sperm were good swimmers. It would bring top dollar for the sperm bank. She said I had done a good job today.

The next day we were up early and ready for the morning meal. Breakfast was great and all the boys and I enjoyed the chance to relax. I was still thinking about an escape and I knew that I needed to pay attention to all details of the complex and the schedules if I were to have a chance.

Betty returned to my room. I seemed to always be the first on her route and that could be a good thing in helping me to plan my escape. She came into the room and asked me to stand. I did and she examined my penis. As before, she stroked me to an erection and smiled telling me that I was doing well in their collection operation. Betty told me that many boys can’t keep up the pace and that their volumes of ejaculate diminish over time, especially if demand is high and they need to be collected more than once a day. I asked if that would happen and she said that it had happened in the past. She told me that my volumes were good, but several of the younger boys did not have any ejaculate. They were too young and would have to be kept until they were a little older. In the meantime, they would be out of our group. Betty said that one of her three boys were in this category and with the newly circumcised boy, she would have only two boys to control.

I asked Betty why she worked in this type of job and how she first came to work there. She said that with the economy as bad as it was, she could not find another line of work. After she had worked at the sperm bank for a few months, they asked her if she would be willing to work in their exclusive, private collection department. She agreed in order to get the extra pay that was offered. She said that she took some special instruction about collection procedures, the equipment, how to operate the collars and all about the sensitivity and location of the sensitive areas on a boy’s penis. She learned how to get a boy erect and how to stroke his penis to stimulate him the most. She also had to learn how to circumcise boys which was part of the job she did not enjoy. She said that she had circumcised over 50 boys and she didn’t like doing it. She had to do it in order to keep her job. She also warned me about Kathy. She hated boys and men as she had been dumped several years earlier and would do anything to get back at all males in general. She then told me that at one collection, she would not let the girl turn off the ejaculate reflex after the boy had finished with his orgasm and let the collar run for over ten minutes. The boy screamed in agony and after she finally turned off the collar, the boy was ejaculating blood. The boy is impotent after that and she never saw him again. Her message was basically not to cross Kathy.

Our chat was over and she took my chain down from the ceiling. We went to another boy’s room and she attached my chain leash outside his room. This was her boy that had been circumcised at the first collection and she was stopping to check his penis and the healing. While she was in his room, I looked about and tried to memorize the hallway and where it went. Betty was only in there about 15 minutes and she was smiling when she came out. She indicated that his penis was healing nicely and that she did a good circumcision on him. She left enough of the foreskin underneath his penis so he should have good sensitivity for sexually exciting him. She said that good sensitivity was the key to a good collection. I could tell she was proud of the job she had done.

Now we continued to the shower where I would have to wash up before collection.

Kathy was there and I was careful not to do anything to make her upset. After our shower, Betty and the other girls brought the boys up to the dry off area and the fans were turned on. The warm air felt good and blew at a pretty good clip. It wasn’t long before we were dry and we thought on our way to the collection room.

Kathy suddenly decided to take us back to the round room where we were when we first arrived. When we got back to the room, she told us to go back to our original position. Our clothes were still on the hooks where we had left them. We had been there for over three weeks and we had been naked every minute of every day. Our clothes looked inviting but we were not going to be allowed to get dressed. Kathy told us to face the wall and once again handcuff our right hand in the cuffs. Betty then came forward and cuffed my left hand. The other girls did the same to their boys. Now we were handcuffed with our backs to Kathy and the girls. Kathy said for us to spread ‘em and we did. Now Kathy came forward and examined the band on each boy. When she got to me, she reached down and pulled on my scrotum and my band. Her touch was rough and it was very uncomfortable for me. She checked my band which was intact and then felt of my balls very roughly which hurt a little and was very unpleasant. She seemed satisfied that I was locked in and then went on to the next boy. I was very glad that she could not see anything that I did to my band and didn’t recognize that I could slip one testicle outside the band. She moved on down the line checking each boy and when she got to the last boy, she became very upset. He had apparently rubbed his band against the concrete wall in his room and had worn away part of the band in an attempt to get free. Kathy asked his girl to get a new band and install it on him. His girl did that and his chain was once again attached to his band.

Kathy asked the girls to bring out the disc. Betty and one of the other girls left and returned with a large disc that was about three feet in diameter. In the center was an insulated ring and the disc itself was made of aluminum. The boy was moved to the disc and his chain was attached to the ring in the center of the disc. He was now standing on the disc and his leash was attached to the insulated ring in the center. Kathy brought out an electric control unit and attached electrodes to the chain and to the disc. The boy, Brian, was watching this and now started to beg not to be electrified. He promised to never do it again, but it was too late. Kathy turned on the control unit and started to turn up the current. Brian screamed and started to dance around as the current flowed up the chain and through his testicles and back down his legs to the disc. Kathy pointed out to the rest of us that this punishment would be handed out to every boy who tampered with his band. Brian continued to dance and Kathy next took a glass of water and threw it on Brian. Now he really danced and screamed as the water made a better contact between his band and his balls and his feet on the disc. This went on for about 15 minutes until Kathy finally turned off the unit. Brian’s girl unhooked him from the disc and he stumbled over to his place as she led him back by his leash. Brian grabbed his balls as the electricity had burned him where the band came in contact with his scrotum. I was really glad Kathy had not discovered my loose band. Whew, that was close.

The girls now took us by the leashes and led us back to the collection room. When we got there, Kathy gave us a lengthy lecture about disobedience and that it would not be tolerated. I guess she meant it.

The boys almost ran to their assigned seats and waited for their collars. I too was looking forward to the sexual stimulation and climax that awaited us. I rushed to my seat and waited for Betty. It looked like we were all addicted to the orgasms we were experiencing. Betty brought out my collar and placed it around my neck. I was already erect even before she had the collar in place. She turned on my collar and moved my legs apart. Once the collar was on, I could not move my legs or arms. She reached down and touched my erect penis and whispered that she thought I was looking forward to this. She was right. I asked her to please turn it on. She said to hold on and first wheeled the collection machine into place and put my penis into the sleeve after lubing it up as she had done before. Betty reached over and turned on the collar. The sensations were again very pleasurable and I could feel my penis swelling to fill the inside of the sleeve. She reached down and massaged my balls and the base of my penis. She asked if I liked that and she didn’t need an answer because she could see the pleasure on my face. She said she would let me enjoy the build up a little longer before she would switch the collar to ejaculate and let me orgasm. After about 5 minutes of pure ecstasy, she came back and asked if I was ready. She must have been kidding. I had been ready after the first 30 seconds. I responded that I was in fact ready and she switched the collar and I felt myself going over the edge. The ejaculation contractions started and I was pumping semen into the sleeve. The collection machine collected my ejaculate and I was having my orgasm. Once finished, Betty pressed the collar and my ejaculations stopped and my penis became soft. What a wonderful sensation. This was better than sex and I wondered for a moment if I even wanted to escape from all this. Then I remembered what Kathy had done to Brian and I knew that I must escape. Betty went to the back of the machine and removed the vile. She read the volume and said that it was 8 ml which was down from my last collection. She said that was typical and the volume would continue to diminish as the collections became more frequent.

Betty turned off my collar and I could once again move my arms and legs. The other boys were also finished and they were ready to return to their rooms. Betty took my leash and led me out of the collection area and back to my room. I was her only boy now and she took me directly to my room. When I got there she went in and I followed her. She hooked my chain to the ceiling and I was once again a prisoner for the evening. She told me that I had done a good job and she would see me in the morning. Betty left and I was on my own.

After she was gone for a while, I started to work on my band again. I could easily get my smaller testicle through the band, but the larger one was a problem. I had to figure out a way to get it through there without disrupting the band that would be recognized by Kathy’s inspection. I tried different things but nothing seemed to work. Trying to compress my testicle was very painful and I finally gave up on that approach. I pressed on the band and made it slightly oblong instead of a circle. To my surprise, my testicle popped right through the elongated opening. Wow, I was finally free. I sat there for quite a time with my balls finally free from their shackles. It felt very good and I enjoyed the freedom. I knew that I would have to slip my balls back through the band before morning when Betty would return. I worked at it for a few minutes and both testicles slipped back through the opening with very little problem and minimal pain. I felt relieved that I could get free when I wished and I could see no evidence on the band that would alert Kathy. I felt very good about this. I slipped off to sleep and felt much rested in the morning.

Betty arrived early the next morning and said that I would have a different routine today. There would be a showing in the afternoon. I didn’t know what a showing was and asked Betty what that would involve. She said that there were people interested in selecting a sperm donor and wanted to meet the donors. All the boys would be on display and they would select whose sperm they wished to purchase. I didn’t like the idea of being naked in front of strangers and told her that. Betty said that I wouldn’t be naked but would be allowed to wear an apron like garment during the showing and interview.

Betty released my leash from the ceiling and led me down to the shower area to prepare for the showing. As the chain tugged at my balls, I thought to myself that she doesn’t know that I can get free when I want. I kind of chuckled to myself. The other girls were at the showers with their boys and I again had my chain hooked at my station and I was allowed to wash myself. After the shower came the dryer and then the inspection. Kathy was there and told us that we needed to be on our best behavior or the electric disc would be used again. We knew what that meant and I had no intentions of misbehaving nor did the other boys. A couple of us needed a shave touch up and the girls used their razors to make us clean and shinny. It was still very embarrassing to have a girl shaving your penis and groin even though I was getting to know Betty and it wasn’t exactly like a complete stranger. Kathy looked us over and said that we looked good. Betty next took some oil from her pocket and put some in her hand. She rubbed her hands together and then rubbed it all over my body. She smiled as she rubbed it on my penis and whispered in my ear that she knew I liked that. My penis liked it too and I was once again stiff as a board.

Betty and the other girls went to a cupboard and removed some aprons. They tied them around our waists and they hung down in the front and back. They were open on the sides so the front and back could be pulled up, but they gave us some coverage and looked like a modified skirt. Our chains were still attached to our bands and the chain came out the bottom of our aprons in the front. Betty and the other girls led us along by our leashes to a rather nice conference room with some chairs and tables. We were taken to one end of the room where there were some rings on the wall. Our leashes were attached to the rings and we were told to stand with our hands at our sides. All the boys complied. Kathy entered the room from the other end with the customers. There were two lesbian couples, a single woman and a husband and wife couple. The single woman had a ten year old girl with her. That surprised me. I wondered why someone would bring their child along when they were looking for a sperm donor. The mom was about Betty’s age and her daughter was into puberty as I could see her breasts were already developing. I thought to myself that her breasts would be nice if they were anything like her mom’s. The lesbian couples were young. I thought they were about 25 and maybe a little older than Betty. The married couple was about 40 and from their discussions, they were looking for a donor for their surrogate mother’s impregnation. That seemed different to me but this was 2040 and people did things differently.

The customers walked down to where we were chained to the wall. Each couple paired up with one of the boys and talked to him asking questions about age, history and getting a feel for intelligence. The single woman with the young daughter came to me first. The mother was rather attractive and was a liberated woman. She had apparently used the Jackway sperm bank before and that was how she had her daughter. The daughter was much closer to me now and I could see that she had some very nice breasts under her blouse. The mom asked me about myself and my age. She looked me over and made some notes about my hair color, eye color, height and build. At this point her young daughter said that she should check out the family jewels and she lifted my apron revealing my shaved penis and chained testicles. The daughter told her mom to look at the chain they have on his balls. She asked her mom if that would hurt. I replied that it didn’t hurt but was uncomfortable. The little girl next touched my penis at which point her mother told her to stop and lower my apron. Both the mother and daughter got a good look at me before my apron dropped back down. The encounter made me semi erect and when the apron lowered, my erection made a little tent at my crotch. That was pretty embarrassing.

The married couple came up next. They asked many of the same questions and then to my surprise, the husband lifted my apron. He said that he wanted to see how I was hung as he wanted a son who was well endowed. With my apron up above my waist, the wife said that it looked pretty good to her and said that the girls must like me. Little did she know that other than the collection machine and collar, I was a virgin. I thought to myself that a couple looking for a sperm donor would be more interested in what was in my head rather than in my pants. My penis seemed to like all the attention and with the wife looking, I got another erection. The wife said it looked good to her.

The string on my apron was loose and my apron dropped to the floor in front of everyone. My chain was hooked too short for me to bend down and pick it up, so I was forced to stand there naked. The little girl was back staring at my genitals. Her mother came over to retrieve her and told her that it wasn’t polite to stare. The little girl asked why my penis was sticking out like that. She apparently had never seen a boy with an erection before. Her mother said that boys sometimes get like that when they get excited and that is called an erection. She was absolutely right and I was excited and I did have an erection. The girl’s mom was very attractive and had great legs. I thought to myself that the little girl was very cute and would mature into a beautiful young woman. The potential customers were now leaving and the mother dragged her daughter to the door. Betty released my chain from the ring and I immediately pulled up my apron. Betty smiled and said that they really got a good look at me. The other girls released their boys from the rings and we were all led out of the conference room and back to our rooms. Betty dropped me off and said to get some rest and be ready for another collection in the morning. Betty took my apron and I was once again naked. I had been naked now for weeks and I just couldn’t get used to the idea of being naked all the time. I was kind of numb to being in front of the girls all the time, but I really wanted my clothes back. There are some secrets that boys want to keep from the girls and we certainly couldn’t with us being naked all the time.

As soon as Betty left, I worked on getting my testicles out of the band. I timed myself and I could get free in a minute with no telltale marks on the band. I spent the night free and once again got a good night’s sleep. I was up early the next morning and reinserted my testicles into the band. I was getting good and could easily do it in less than a minute.

Betty arrived and came into my room. I noticed that she was wearing a different outfit today. Her skirt was very short and she had on a tank top which revealed a beautiful cleavage and the upper parts of her full young breasts. I asked her about the new outfit and she asked if I liked it. Of course I did and my penis responded accordingly. Betty said that after the boys have been milked a few times, the amount of ejaculate volume can drop off dramatically. In order to help increase the volume, the girls would dress in more sensual outfits to help get the boys more excited. It was working as I was pretty excited. Betty said that she didn’t like to do that, but that their pay and Kathy’s was in part based on the amount of semen they collected. This was their way of helping collect more.

I had not noticed how pretty Betty was. She was short, but her legs were long and made more pronounced by her heeled shoes she wore. Her breasts were very soft and white. When she bent over, I could see the outline of the tops of her breasts accentuated by her push up bra. She was very attractive and I now had an erection. She smiled, reached down and stroked my penis and said she was glad I liked her outfit. She took my chain down from the ceiling and took me in tow out of my room. On the way to the collection room, Betty stopped at the circumcised boy’s room and hooked me outside while she went in. I knew that I could release myself in the time she was in the room, but this was not the right time. I had to learn more about the layout before I made my break. Betty came out with the other boy on his leash. I looked down and his penis looked very good after his circumcision. Betty told him that he had healed sufficiently and he would be milked this morning. She led us both to the showers and we were hooked at our shower stations. We showered as usual and then on to the drying station. Kathy was there and she had on a very revealing outfit also. Her uniform skirt and jacket were gone and she had on a pair of shorts that revealed her beautiful legs. She had on high heels and her legs were breathtaking. Her top was low cut and she had no bra. Her nipples were visible through the satin material on her top. I could only imagine what a hot number she was when she was younger because she was still a looker. She didn’t have to ask how the boys liked her outfit as their erections let her know. The other girls were there with their boys and each of them were dressed in sexy outfits. We all were erect as we finished drying off and were led to the collection area.

We were just inside the door when the boys went for their chairs. I too hurried to my chair. The girls didn’t even hook the leashes to the chairs. They went right to putting the collars around the boy’s necks. Betty put on my collar and then installed the collar on the circumcised boy. She returned to me and turned on my collar which paralyzed my arms and legs. She spread my legs wide and rubbed her bare leg against mine as she spread me wide. She asked me to please give her a big load today. I was already stiff and ready as she lubed the sleeve and put it over my penis. As she was installing the sleeve, she took a moment to stroke my penis several times. She said to be thinking of her as I worked my way up to orgasm and ejaculation. I was hot and ready when Betty turned on my collar and my sensitivity increased. She told me that she would let me build up a few more minutes before she released the ejaculation phase on my collar. I could feel the sensations in my penis as my sexual excitement increased. It was as if my penis was taking over my thought process. All I could think about was the great pleasure I got from working toward my orgasm and ejaculation. I would come up very close and it would feel like I would orgasm and then I would drop back just a little and then come back to the edge again. The collar prevented me from climaxing and this happened time after time. Betty kept her promise and let me hover near the edge of climax for several extra minutes. She finally came over and asked if I was ready to give her my cum. I said that yes I was ready and to please push the button. Betty reached down and rubbed my balls and said to give her all that I had. She reached over and pressed the button and I began to ejaculate immediately. What a feeling. Every ounce of semen in my balls was expelled into the collection machine. When I finally finished, Betty hit the button stopping the ejaculations and I was exhausted. I had hardly noticed that the new boy who had been circumcised was moaning. Betty went over to his chair and hit his ejaculation button and he had an orgasm. I could see the semen flowing into his collection machine and the look of ecstasy on his face resembled mine. Wow, what an experience. Betty went to the back of my machine and took out the vile. She smiled and said that I was at 10 ml which was a lot considering the number of times I had been milked. I was exhausted. Betty turned off my collar and I was able to get up when she tugged at my chain. She took her two boys back to our rooms. On the way back, she hooked me outside the boy’s room and I was once again able to study the hall layout. My map was now more complete and I knew where I needed to go to escape. Betty led me to my room and took me inside. She said that I had done well that day and that she was hoping I could keep up the pace. She thanked me and reached down and stroked my penis. She said that she hoped that her sexy outfit had helped me get more excited. I told her that it had helped and I thought she looked very sexy and attractive. She said that she usually didn’t get attached to any of the boys because then she felt bad when they left. I asked her what happened to boys who could no longer be collected. She said that they had their memories erased and then released where they would be found. I asked about the memory erasing technique. She told me that the collars had a sequence that would allow for all memory of the Jackway complex to be erased. All other memories would remain but the boy would not be able to remember the collections or any other part of his detention. At this point I was convinced that I must escape and soon. Betty hooked my chain in the ceiling and said that I should get a good night’s sleep.

As soon as Betty left, I worked on getting my testicles free of my band. I was getting pretty good at getting free and my band showed no signs of tampering. I think that my testicles might have actually gotten smaller from all the milking.

The next day Betty was back for another collection. She came in my room and was once again wearing her skimpy outfit. I had reinstalled my band and was attached to my chain and waiting. Betty unhooked my chain from the ceiling and I followed her out of my room. I could feel the tugging on my balls and I was looking forward to ending that and getting free. Soon I hoped. We stopped by the other boy’s room and Betty hooked me outside once again. After about 5 minutes she came out with the other boy following. His penis looked very good and was completely healed. He told me that he was looking forward to his next collection as his last orgasm was fantastic. I had to agree that the intensity of the orgasm was fantastic and I was in fact looking forward to today’s collection. We went through the showers and drying room and were ready for the collection. When we got to the room, the boys bolted for their respective seats. I also hurried over to my chair and sat down. Betty got our collars and put them on us. When she turned on my collar, I was already erect and now my collar made it so I could not move. She installed the collar on her other boy and he was also ready. The other girls had their boys ready and we all sat there waiting.

Kathy now came into the collection room with two girls following her. The girls were wearing only aprons and were being led by chains coming from under their aprons. What a shock to us boys. These girls were about our ages and they were pretty girls. I recognized one of the girls as being from my school. Her name was Angie and she was ahead of me in school and she had disappeared about 4 months earlier and everyone searched for but she was never found. Now I knew what became of her. Kathy led the girls around in front us and when Angie saw me she smiled and a spark of life showed in her eyes. I guess I was the first person she recognized from her past. Kathy next untied the aprons from the girls and they fell to the floor. The girls were naked and very beautiful. Angie was a cheerleader in school and now I could see why. Her breasts were perfect. They were full and didn’t sag a bit. They flowed out from her chest and formed a perfect curve where they came forward to her nipples. Her areolas were large and at the end she had nipples that stuck out about 3/8 of an inch. I was a little embarrassed to be looking at her, but she was so beautiful, I could not resist. I looked down at her crotch and her pubic area had been shaved. The chain went to a ring that was attached between her legs. I thought that the girls were harnessed just like we were, but they didn’t have a scrotum to attach the chain. As Angie came past me I could see that a ring was pierced through her outer labia. I thought this must have been a very painful procedure and it must hurt when the chain was attached and pulled.

Kathy now asked the girls to dance and excite us. Angie began to gyrate and move her arms and legs. The dancing really wasn’t very good but I did like it when she wiggled her breasts. They moved like Jell-O and I loved it. So did the other boys. She moved her shoulders one way and then the other. Her breasts would go the opposite way and it was very sensual. I was erect and Betty came over and turned my collar to the stimulate mode. My erection was hard and she had not yet hooked up the collection sleeve. My penis was throbbing as my sexual excitement stage built toward orgasm. With that, Kathy asked Angie to come closer to me and stimulate my penis with her hands. As Angie came forward, she whispered that she knew me. I said that I also knew her. She said she was sorry but she had to touch me down there or she would be punished. I said that was OK as she reached down with both hands and began to stroke my rock hard shaft. I wanted to talk with her, but my excitement was so intense from the collar that I could not think about anything except her hands on my penis and her beautiful breasts in my face. I was able to ask her where her room was and she told me. I was familiar enough with the hallways that I knew where they were keeping her. She continued to stroke my penis and I was right at my orgasm point. I hovered right at this point and was ready to ejaculate but Betty did not come over to trip my collar. Angie continued to stroke me and she knew where all my sensitive areas were. She worked the shaft and then would pause and flick her fingers along the underside just behind my corona. I was crazy with excitement and came up to the edge many times to just drop back a little and then return again. Betty finally stepped forward and asked Angie to stop. Betty slipped the collection sleeve over my rock hard cock and hit the ejaculation button. I was immediately over the top and my organism was intense. I started to ejaculate and I could feel the large volume of semen coming out of my penis. The largest amount came on the second and third contractions and then there was less on the subsequent ejaculations. Wow, what an experience. Angie was amazed as she watched the collection machine suck the semen from my body. She could see the head of my penis as it moved back and forth in the sheath as I ejaculated into the machine. The semen was transported through the clear tube and into the collection machine. When the semen stopped flowing, Betty stepped forward and turned off the ejaculation button on my collar. I was still paralyzed but my ejaculations stopped. Kathy now led the girls away after all the boys were finished with their collection. Angie looked back at me as she was led away by her chain leash connected between her legs. Betty opened the back of the collection machine and took out my vile. It showed 15 ml which was a record. Betty smiled as she turned off my collar and I could once again move. I had trouble getting to my feet as she tugged on my leash. She took me and the other boy back to our rooms. She hooked my chain outside his room when she took him in. I looked around and could see where Angie’s room was located. I thought I would have to make my move very soon. Betty came back out and unhooked me and took me back to my room.

Back at my room, Betty came in and hooked my chain to the ceiling as usual. She said that I had done a wonderful job that day and the record semen collection would mean a nice bonus for her. She reached down and touched my penis which was a little sore after all the ejaculating into the sleeve. She whispered to me that she was sorry that I was sore and reached into her pocket and got some salve from her pocket. She opened the tube and rubbed a little into her hands. She then took my penis in her hand and very gently rubbed the salve into my shaft. It felt really good and while she was doing this, I could see down her blouse at her beautiful breasts. I was hard again, but she said that I shouldn’t cum again and stopped. She flicked the bottom of my shaft just below the end and my penis jumped as I thought I could cum again. She said that was my reward for a great performance and thanked me again and told me to have a good night’s sleep as she left my room. I was planning to escape tonight and I almost wanted to say good bye to Betty but I didn’t.

I waited until Betty had been gone for about 20 minutes and then I worked my testicles out of my band. I was free and it felt really good. I opened the door to my room and looked back to see my chain hanging from the ceiling. I was finally free after such a long time. I checked the hallway and it was clear. I listened carefully for any sound and I made my way very quietly along the hall. Being barefoot gave me an advantage because I was able to walk very softly. I made my way to Angie’s room and slowly opened the door. Angie was lying on her bed with her chain leash attached to the ceiling the same as mine. She was surprised to see me. She looked so beautiful there bare naked. I almost lost track of what I was doing and where I was. I asked Angie if she could get free and she said that she tried but could not. I moved closer to her and could see the ring in her labia lips. The ring was through a piercing that had been made in her labia. It looked sore and I told her I would try to remove it. I carefully rolled the ring through the piercing, but it was seamless. I could not see any end to the ring. How had they installed the ring? Angie said that after they pierced her, they inserted the ring and they had a welding machine which welded the ends of the ring together. There was no end. How was I going to get the ring out of her so I could disconnect the chain? The piercing was too far into her lip to allow me to pull it out by tearing. I thought that would be way too painful. I thought it would be like me just pulling on my chain and injuring my testicles. I sat there for a few minutes talking to Angie and trying to figure how to get the ring out when it dawned on me to try and remove the other end of the leash from the ceiling. The chain was locked into the ceiling but maybe I could break the lock. I pulled on the chain but it was tight. I next tried wrapping the chain around my hand and I jumped putting my full weight on the lock. To my great surprise, the ring in the ceiling came down. Now I had Angie’s leash in my hand. She was now partly free. I was familiar with some of the halls, but not all of them. I knew where the room was where I was first brought to the complex and I knew I could get back there. I gave Angie the end of her leash and together we went out into the hallway. It was very late now and it was quiet. We listened for any movement, but there was none. We made it to the room and I found my clothes. I put them on and now I had a plan to get out. I told Angie that she would have to be naked for a little while longer. I asked her to give me her leash and I led her out of the room and down the hall. I was very careful not to pull on the chain but Angie was careful too and I noticed she was holding the chain between her legs so it would not pull. It must have been painful. We continued into an area that was new to me. We opened another door and there was a guard. She stopped us and asked what we were doing. Without hesitating, I said that I was instructed by Kathy to bring this girl to her. The guard said that she would have to call for verification. I suggested that was a good idea, but said that Kathy seemed like she was in a bad mood and for the guard to call this late at night might be a bad idea. The guard thought for a minute and then said alright and to go ahead. I could not believe that Kathy’s reputation as a tyrant had actually helped us to escape. We made our way up the stairs and after several doors, we were out. The daylight looked wonderful. I gave Angie her chain and took off my shirt and gave it to her. Angie put it on and it covered her as it was long enough to come down past her hips. We made our way back to our homes and our friends were very pleased to see us.

They removed the ring through Angie’s piercing and she was finally completely free. We became best of friends. We were through a lot together and now we were free.

I remember my ordeal and I am glad to be free and I would never be willing to go back but the orgasms I had with the collar will never be duplicated in real life. What an adventure.

Based on information that Angie and I gave them, the authorities were able to shut down the Jackway operation. Kathy was prosecuted but Betty was released on parole because she was not the one who hurt the boys. Now it was really over and Angie and I were together at the mall enjoying a nice day.

(The End)