By StyleMe

Chapter 6: Final adjustments

One day when the voice woke me up as usual, everything was different. The chair was gone. There were just two chains hanging from the ceiling with some kind of handcuffs attached. With the announcement, ‘Get hands into shackles for final adjustments.’ The tingling in my crotch increased again. Like a robot I balanced on my heels to the chains and put my hands through the cuffs. As I had expected, the cuffs locked me in immediately and the chains were pulled up until my arms were stretched high in the air and wide apart.

Silence.

There I was standing. In a totally different, but still vulnerable position. My arms and heeled feet hurt.

For the first time since I was imprisoned the metal door at the other end of the room suddenly opened slowly. In came Dave wearing the same horny outfit like the day he had kidnapped me. He was also carrying a suitcase, smiled at me and said:

‘Hello Steve, nice to meet you again! Obviously my project has succeeded so far. You’re still alive, healthy and hopefully horny. I can tell you that today is your final day in this dungeon. The Masters can’t wait to see the results. I’m here to do the final adjustments that will introduce you into your old world, but new life.’

Two large mirrors were automatically lowered in front of and behind me. I could see this strange creature that I somehow got used to being in this dungeon. I just accepted what I saw and became hornier again.

Dave came closer and started unlocking all the padlocks that sealed the suit and boots. I couldn’t believe it. Would I really get out of this fetish gear after all that time? The monster plug was still vibrating. Dave opened my suit and revealed my naked torso. What I saw shocked me deeply. A huge tribal tattoo was covering the right part of my torso and arm. It was on my back and on the front, encircling my right nip and my navel. It went up over my neck, some parts disappearing under the hood I was still wearing. This bastard had really marked me permanently before I awoke in the dungeon. How long must I have slept not feeling any pain all the time when I was awake?

Dave continued with the boots and took them off. It was a relieving feeling not having legs and feet squeezed into those boots any more. But at the same moment I already missed those boots somehow. It was really curious.

Dave helped my legs out of the suit. My cock and balls were freed too and looked slightly bigger than before; and all my body hair was gone. Dave explained that all my body hair had been removed permanently. I was shocked. How could they do this to me? I think during those weeks in high tech prison I had learned to accept my fate somehow.

When Dave took the hood off and I was shocked again. Before I could say a word a new gag was replaced and buckled behind my head. Where I’d had thick blond hair before I just saw a black high-and-tight haircut. My eyebrows were shorter too. My right eyebrow and my left ear were pierced with small rings. I could see now that the tribal tattoo ended behind my right ear. I knew I would never be able to hide those permanent marks in the future! I stared at that naked marked creature in the mirror. Tears ran over my face. I was not sure if I saw a man, a boy or just a poor creature.

I was completely naked now, the vibrating monster plug and the gag.

While Dave opened the suitcase he talked to me. ‘Steve, you look wonderful. Your body is so smooth and the tattoo is perfect for you. You should know that your body hair has been removed permanently in a special treatment. It makes everything easier for you, cause you won’t have to shave your body any more! Now I will fix the last adjustments and give you a basic outfit to go back home. How does it sound?’

I grunted into my mask! I was so happy. But what was all that treatment for?

Dave came closer with a bag of ice. He used it to get my cock limp. Then he quickly fumbled a cock cage on my cock and balls. This cage was made out of 3 connected rings. One was encircling my cock and balls, the second just held just the shaft and the third one had a tight grip around my balls. I heard some clicks and felt trapped. My cock grew immediately harder than before. To the biggest ring Dave connected a black leather body harness that was tightly fixed around my torso. I felt a tingling in my cock again. The cock and ball device obviously had some batteries attached somewhere.

Dave next held a strange device in his hand. It looked like briefs made out of shiny steel. I had already seen such chastity belts on the web, but I never thought I would ever wear it. Dave used the ice again to get my cock limp. Then I was locked into the belt. My cock was trapped in a soft tube. There was no way to take out the monster plug now. When Dave fitted the belt, I heard a few clicks but couldn’t see any locks. The harness disappeared in the steel belt.

Dave then put a steel ring around my neck. I once again heard just two clicks. Then Dave helped my legs into a tight-fitting pair of black leather pants and put a wide black leather belt around my waist. He finally produced a pair of black knee high cowboy boots with at 3 inch high underslung heels and extremely pointed toes. When he helped my feet into the boots he grinned and told me that the heels shouldn’t be a problem after all that time in real high heels. Getting back on the heels was a strange, but somehow horny and familiar feeling. Dave added two pairs of boot chains and silver toes to the boots, so they looked even more extreme.

Dave stepped back and admired the results. I just stared into the mirror and got turned on by my own view. This guy in the mirror didn’t look real. I got hornier just looking at myself. All that leather… so tight! The pants were tucked into the boots. I hated myself for being horny!

With the words: ‘Sleep well, for now! See you online tonight!’ Dave sprayed something into my face, and I lost consciousness.

To be continued…