Slave K

Mistress Pink opened the door of his room. K entered the dark room. When Pink shut the door, she lit the room. The slave saw mistress’ Blue and Brown. He wanted to escape but Pink activated the electronic lock.

 

“You won’t escape.” Blue said with a grin.

 

“So, your prostate has been removed.” Blue continued.

 

K wasn’t in the mood to be reminded of that. He got up.

 

“Sit and stay put! Like a good boy! And don’t touch your dick!” She demanded.

 

K sat on his arms and knees.

 

“Good boy! Here is your reward.”

 

Blue gave him a blue pill.

 

“Swallow,” she said softly.

 

The slave obeyed.

 

“Present your ass,” Mistress Brown demanded.

 

K started to touch his ass. Penetration followed soon.

 

“That’s it. Keep playing unless you’ve been told otherwise,” Brown said.

 

Blue stood in front of him and started to play with her pussy and ass.

 

“Continue playing, K,” she reminded him.

 

She slowly started to moan. The other girls also started to play.

 

“Here’s another reward,” Blue said.

 

K swallowed his reward. He continued to play with his asshole.

 

“Don’t forget to clean your fingers regularly,” Pink said gently.

 

The lesbians started to pinch each others nipples. Soon, they were licking them. They started to kiss each other. They looked at K; he was still playing and his penis was still flaccid. Blue rewarded him with another pill.

 

Suddenly, Brown went to the cupboard and took out a penis pump. When she returned, she inserted his penis into it. K continued playing, as he had been told. Brown used the handle to pump out the air. After five minutes, K’s penis became surprisingly erect.

 

“Stop!” Brown yelled at the other lesbians who were kissing.

 

They saw his stiff penis.

“God damn it! He has his prostate removed and he can still get a hard on!” Blue said harshly.

 

“At least there won’t be any precum or sperm coming out.” Pink said calmly.

 

“I’ve got an idea!” Brown said loudly.

 

“Let’s bound his cock with shoelaces. He won’t able to cum because of his operation. We can use him as our fuck buddy, he can last very long if the shoelaces are very tight.”

 

The other mistresses looked at each other.

 

“That isn’t a bad idea. We could try.” Mistress Pink said.

 

“Here boy! Another treat,” Blue said.

 

K swallowed. They bound his penis very tightly. Pink sat in doggy position, rubbing her clit. The slave immediately wanted to fuck. He wanted to fuck so badly…

 

“You can stop playing, K. Start fucking.” Blue said. The slave was eager to obey. He moaned when he penetrated her.

 

“Come on, boy! Faster. You have to satisfy her. I don’t hear her cumming,” Brown said.

 

The slave did his best. It had been a long while since he had a real orgasm. Despite the fact he was always a one minute man, he wasn’t able to achieve orgasm. Evidently, without a prostate it was impossible.

 

“Pound her harder!” Brown encouraged K.

 

“Good. Stop for a moment. Here’s another treat,” Blue said.

 

Pink stepped away from him and Brown replaced her.

 

Brown looked at his penis.

 

“Not one drop! Very good!” she praised him.

 

“K, now fuck me. As hard as you can. Pound me!” Brown said enthusiastically.

 

The slaved pounded her as quickly as possible. He wanted to orgasm so badly but was unable to.

 

“Fuck me harder!” Brown demanded.

 

K tried to obey but he was getting tired.

 

“That’s good,” the mistress told him. When he slowed down, she got up. K was still puffing but still his penis was erect.

 

“I don’t like the fucking. Lesbian lovemaking is still the best,” Brown said to Pink.

“I agree. What should we do?” Pink replied.

 

“Maybe we should consult Doctor Laferme again,” Brown suggested.

 

They nodded. They all agreed. They locked K into his cage, adjusting the humbler.

 

The next morning, K woke up. He saw the devilish doctor and mistress Blue.

 

“So, I’ve heard you had an erection after all,” The doctor said.

 

K wanted to say something but Blue interrupted.

 

“What can we do doctor?”

 

The doctor looked at the slave, wondering about alternatives.

 

“Maybe hormone replacement therapy would help,” The doctor said quietly.

 

“What’s that?” Blue asked her dominantly.

 

“We simply replace male hormones with female hormones. It would take six months. His breasts and nipples should start developing. His fat should get redistributed. His muscles will change. Facial hair will disappear. His dick and balls will start shrinking. His voice will get higher pitched. After that, we could transform him into a woman. I would recommend giving him estrogens, progestogens, anti-androgens. Since he’s quite manly, I’ll give him a higher dosage.

 

“This is outrageous! I don’t want to be a w-“

 

Blue pressed the pain button of the Prostate Replacement Unit remote control. His body trembled. Saliva came out his mouth. He didn’t wink his eyes. His breathing was irregular. She shocked him again with the same pain setting. K’s body just trembled once. His head rested on a metal bar. 

 

“Sounds good doctor! What do I need to sign?” Blue said enthusiast.

 

“You don’t have to sign anything. He has to. In fact, he has to sign twice. Once for the hormone replacement therapy and once for the actual operation.” Laferme explained.

 

The doctor gave Blue the document. The mistress was disappointed. She knew it was impossible; she couldn’t convince K to sign it. She could torture him but he has a strong will.

 

“Could you mind step out of this room, Doctor? I want to discus this with K,” Blue said.

 

“Not at all.” She said while leaving the room.

 

Blue looked at the document, wondering again how she’s going to convince him.

 

“Sex? No, he can’t have an orgasm. So, that’s not an option. Blowjob? Same problem.” She thought.

 

She looked at K. Then a thought came to her. She went to the desk, using the computer to scan the document. She went to the cupboard, looking at K’s personal things, took his identity card. Blue used the computer again to scan it. Then she used an image manipulation program to combine the scanned pictures. She pressed “print” in the program and soon a new document appeared. It looked very similar to the original but it contained the signatures of K. Blue grinned. She looked at K and saw he was waking up.

 

“Just in time,” she thought. K felt a horrible headache. Blue opened the door and the doctor entered once more. Laferme looked at K briefly.

 

“Here’s the signed document.” Blue said enthusiastically.

 

“I’m quite surprised he has signed it. He doesn’t seem to be the type,” the doctor replied.

 

“I haven’t s-“

 

Blue shocked him again.

 

“Is everything all right then, doctor?” The mistress asked.

 

“Yes.” She answered.

 

She looked at K, not entirely convinced he actually signed the document.

 

“But signatures don’t lie.” She thought.

 

“Doctor, when will he be ready for the operation?” The mistress distracted her.

 

“After six months or so. It depends on the person. Usually when he wants to pee sitting instead of standing, it’s a tell-tale sign.” The doctor explained.

 

“He’ll have to be injected several times a day. No more than 25 milligrams of each hormone. I’ll give you prescriptions and needles. If there are any problems, call me,” She continued.

 

“Many thanks,” Blue said.

 

After she received the needles and hormones, they both left the room. At the front door, they said goodbye.

 

K was alone his room. He thought about the hormone replacement therapy. The slave still couldn’t believe it. He started to cry.

 

“I don’t want to be a woman,” he reflected.

 

He started to cry louder. His tears ran off his face. He couldn’t breathe normally. Suddenly, he heard footsteps. He tried to stop crying. His body had spasms.

 

A mistress entered the room. K didn’t dare to look at her.

 

“Oh K, what’s the matter?” Mistress Pink asked gently.

 

“Hormone replacement therapy, operation” He muttered. It was all he could say.

 

He continued his sobbing.

 

“Oh, you poor boy.”

 

She caressed his head. Then she unlocked the humbler, making him more comfortable. She pitied him. She pressed her breasts against his head. The slave felt the warmth of her body. Instinctually he searched for her nipples. The mistress took off her transparent suit. K was happy. No longer had he smelled latex but the natural odor of a woman. He looked at her breasts. Pink automatically put a nipple into his mouth. K closed his eyes and quietly started to suck it.

 

“It’s going to be all right.” The mistress comforted him.

 

“But I-“

 

“Shhh… Don’t worry about it. Do it for me. The other mistresses don’t have to know how much I love you. I’ve always helped you.” She said to him.

 

K continued sucking her nipples. When he stopped, she put her breasts against his head once more.

 

“You’re going to be a good woman. I’ll help you, like I have done before. You have to trust me,” Mistress Pink said.

 

Slave K closed his eyes. He rested against her breasts and wished it was all a bad dream.