Date: Sun, 9 Oct 2022 06:54:32 +0200 From: Chained Eq Subject: TPE - Becoming TPE Property Chapter 2 Chapter 2 My first night in the pillory was pretty rough. Standing bent over slightly with your wrists and neck immobile really is a very difficult way to sleep, or even spend any amount of time. I would try to shift my weight but that was limited. I would think of my situation and get hard for a while, it was quite exciting, my ultimate fantasy was being fulfilled, I was naked and in rigid, inescapable restraint, completely helpless. My ass and back still hurt from where my master had savagely flogged and fucked me. Some of masters cum had dribbled down my leg onto the floor and had dried there. Sleep was very elusive, and I had no idea how much time was passing, a stretch of time could have been 15 minutes, it could have been four hours. I must have been asleep because I woke with a jolt as my master smacked me ass hard with his belt. "Good morning boy, how did you sleep?" "Hmmmf," I responded thru the gag. "I bet you are sore, I bet you want out of this don't you?" He asked. I nodded my head vigorously. He paused for a moment,. "Well, I've got some bad news for you, you are going to be in there quite a while longer." And with that he started beating my already sore ass with the strap. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Then he would move down to the backs of my thighs. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! I was writhing and screaming into the gag. "You've probably already had about all you can take haven't you boy? I nodded yes. WHACK! "Well, this is the lesson you are learning. I own you now, you are my property. I can beat you all day every day for the rest of your life. I want you to love me, but more than anything else I want you to fear me." WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! The torture went on and on, I was screaming into my gag by the end of it, regretting becoming his captive, scared, wanting to escape, what had I gotten myself into? He continued torturing me for I donno how long, probably a good half hour at least, finally he stopped. "Ok boy, you took your beating well, I'm proud of you. I want to explain a thing or two now. I'm going to go to work now and leave you here the rest of the day, however, I don't want you to feel that you are alone or in danger. I work from home so I'll have you on surveillance camera and I've attached a wireless heart rate monitor to your chest as well. If you are in distress it will alert me. Speaking of cameras, you can forget about privacy, they will always be trained on you and you can assume I'm watching your every move even when I'm not here." "I've also put some sports drink in your water to keep your electrolytes up, there are two liters in the water bag, I want you to have drunk all that by noon. I don't need a dehydrated slave. And of course, It's also flavored with the same secret ingredient [piss] as last nights water. As for food, sadly you won't be having breakfast today, will be some time until your next meal." Crap! My stomach was already rumbling. How long was he going to starve me? "This first month in the dungeon will be a trying time for you. I fully intend to break you down and then build you back up to be fully submissive. I want a slave who will worship me and follow every command without question. Is that understood boy?" I nooded. "Very well, have a nice day boy." And with that he was gone leaving me to my own thoughts. The day dragged on. If getting through the night was hard it was nothing compared to getting through the day. At least at night I could sorta sleep. Now it was just me, left to me thoughts gaged, blindfolded and stuck in a pillory. Prisoners can go insane in solitary confinement, especially if they are deprived of light. I could totally see that, my mind was starting to go to some crazy places. How long had I been here since MASTER left? Minutes? Hours? Days? What if MASTER had a heart attack and died and I was not here alone? My legs were also killing me from being locked up so long. All I could do was stand there and drink my Piss/ energy drink/water mix and hope MASTER got off work soon. Finally I heard MASTERS feet on the steps and he entered the room. And I smelled something? Could it be? FOOD! He put his hands on my back and stroked it a little bit. "I bet you are sore from being in that pillory for so long aren't you boy?" I nodded vigorously. "Ok, I guess I'll let you out of it for a while, just don't tell anyone I'm such a softy, or I'll beat you silly." I nodded again. He unshackled my ankles from the pillory chains first, then opened the pillory. "Stand up and stretch boy" Uneasily I stood up, trying to get my balance back, it was painful, everything ached. He let me stand for a minute and then put leather cuffs on my wrists and chained them behind my back. "I'm going to take this blindfold off now boy, the light is going to hurt" And it did! After being blindfolded for over 24 hours the light was painful. It took a little while for my eyes to adjust but once they did it was the first time I was able to take a good look at the dungeon. It was everything I had ever dreamed of, fantasized about. The walls were concrete brick, and a big heavy steel door was the only way in or out. I could see the strong wooden pillory I had just been in, as well as the electric winch that had been used to suspend my hands above my head last night. Proudly displayed on one wall was his collection, and endless plethora of chains, restraints (metal, wood, and leather). On one wall there were a couple doors; one a bared prison door that guarded a small prison cell, with a cot and toilet. Another door was solid and had a small door on it covering what I guessed was a bared window. Probably a solitary confinement cell. In one corner of the room was a bared cage as well. So many ways to keep someone captive here. There was also a wooden table with eyebolts in it, clearly for restraining someone for torture or whatever. And of course the pillory where I had just spent the last 24 hours. There was also a shower with a bar of soap and some shampoo, along with another toilet and also a sink. In spite of my hunger and fatigue I started to get hard again this dungeon was amazing! A dream come true. Seeing my growing erection master laughed. "Like this little dungeon do you boy?" "Yes MASTER" "Well, get used to it, it's your home for the next month. In fact, you can plan to spend much of your life here now." "Yes MASTER, thank you MASTER!" "Do you need to use the bathroom boy?" "Yes MASTER" (I had pissed a few times over my ordeal in the pillory, and I now saw there was a drain for that, but I had more business to attend to now) "Very well," he said, unfastening the leather wrist restraints from me. "Use the toilet over there. And then take a shower, I'll feed you and lock you up for some rest." "Yes MASTER, thank you MASTER." I used the toilet and then proceeded to the shower. It had just one tap, cold only I guessed. There were actually two pipes coming out of the shower; one went to one of those removable shower heads with a hose, and the other to an enema probe. "Oh, I almost forget boy. One of your duties as my slave will be to give yourself regular enemas so you will be nice and clean for me. Go ahead and bend over and put that enema in." "Yes MASTER," I replied, bending over and inserting the enema. I turned the water on and it instantly ran cold into me causing me to shiver all over. He made me hold the water for a few minutes then had me go to the toilet and get rid of it. After that I got in the shower and got washed off, the cold water was not fun, but it was good to feel clean. I toweled off and he told me to kneel before him teaching me a special slave pose where I sat on the floor, legs bent, and hangs on my thighs, heads down. "Good boy, when I say sit, this will be the position you take, is that understood." "Yes MASTER," I replied. He walked over and picked up a silver dog bowl with something in it, I couldn't tell what and set it in front of me. "This is called nutraloaf. Some call it prison-loaf because it's often served to prisoners in solitary confinement. Since this is a vegetarian household I've made you the vegetarian recipe. While I believe in cruelty to slaves, I don't believe in cruelty to animals. It's got some carrots, and Spinach and such. It's designed to meet all of your dietary needs while being cheap to make and generally un-pleasurable to eat. You'll be eating a lot of this stuff, it will be your primary food. I'll mostly serve you slave food and reserve human food for special occasions when you've been a good boy. Now eat up. And of course, don't use your hands" "Yes MASTER, thank you MASTER," I replied. And with that I hungrily dug into my meal, head in the bowl. He was right, the stuff was tasteless, somewhat unpleasant, but I was so hungry I didn't care. "All done boy?" "Yes MASTER." "Then rinse off the bowl and put it in the sink. When your done return to your sitting position in front of me" I complied with his orders, quickly rinsing the bowl and returning to him. Once in front of him I wondered if he would now fuck me or torture me more. I was so tired now I really hoped that he wouldn't, but figured he would. "Place your hands behind your back." As I compiled he re-attached the leather wrist restraints to my wrists and chained them together. He then ran another chain around my belly just below the navel, this chain was clearly designed to be a belly chain because it had metal rings on the from and back to attach other stuff to and it padlocked at the side, it was also sized well to fit around my slender waist. He padlocked the wrist chain to that behind my back. "That will keep you from playing with yourself or anything stupid while you are in the cage. If you ever touch yourself without my permission you will deeply regret it." "Yes master" He then grabbed a fist full of my hair and sorta pulled me to my feet which hurt. Once standing he led me over to the cage and had me crawl into it, locking it shut behind me. "Goodnight boy," he said, turning off the dungeon light, pitching me into total darkness. He locked the dungeon door and I was alone. I had no bedding, not mattress, just solid steel all around me with no way out. My hands were also uncomfortably locked behind my back. Under normal circumstances I might have had a lot of trouble sleeping in such a situation. But after 24 hours locked in that pillory, this felt like heaven. I was asleep within five minutes.