Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2023 21:18:35 +0000 (UTC)
From: Ash Eater <locked_london@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chastity enforcer chapter 4

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"Urgh" Fred opened his eyes, and looked at the time, it was far too early
for his liking, .but his alarm clock had done its job. His hard cock was
being worshipped by what could be considered an extremely handsome man,
handsome and well built. a shame for it that , it had been cursed with a
tiny dick. Another man was waiting in the bathroom ready for his piss , and
Downstairs another of his charges would be soon serving up his breakfast
before he went and started his work day.

Fred lay back and forced the worshippers head onto his rock hard cock the
gagging sound preempting a river of drool that emptied from the man's
mouth. Fred smiled knowing that within the next 90 minutes both the cock
sucker and the two men would all be leaving to head off to their day jobs
as managing directors in some of the city's most successful firms.

Over the last year Fred had specialised in taking care of the chastity
status of the small dicked men in the business district of the city. This
meant that he lived a good life. All three men had been locked since the
introduction of the legislation, and although they owned penthouses had
somehow ended up living with Fred having all contributed to its
purchase. From 8.30 to 6 everyday they were the big boss, giving orders ,
being called Sir, and it was rare that any of their decisions were
questioned.

After a 30 minute journey home, Fred was Sir, they were slaves existing to
make his life easier. Fred knew he was fortunate here, he had lucked out in
the men that had been assigned to him. He could easily have just had a
group of thugs, or small dicked men who worked in the working class part of
the city. He was also fortunate that these three had wives who had taken
advantage of the situation imposed on their husbands, each one had taken a
lover black with with a twelve inch dicks. Once a week they'd be sent home
and act as a cuck slave. It was an opportunity to be reminded that they had
never satisfied their wives, and as each had been rather dubiously racist,
it was seen as a perfect way to remind them who was really superior.

It wasn't long before Fred emptied his balls down what had increasingly
eager mouth. He found it hard to believe that according to its records the
slave had been hesitant to even look at its key holders dick. Fred pushed
the slave off and headed to the bathroom, the slave was already there its
mouth wider open, Fred however wasn't in the mood instead aimed his dick at
the makeshift mattress that was on the floor on the corner of the
bathroom. "Dont worry it will still be damp by the time you get to bed
tonight" The slave lowered its head knowing that it would be denied the
chance of touching Fred's cock for a second night.

"Goodbye Sir" the three said in unison as they left Fred's apartment. Fred
smiled as he had plans for all three that night.

But before that he was catching up with Mike they had not seen each other
for six months, and they were on court duty, one of Fred's favourite day of
the month. It was fun being in charge of small dicked men, but their status
was as a result of nature, it was more fun taking ownership of the dicks of
men who in reality would be free but life decisions had led them into their
worst nightmare, Chastity.


Although they never saw each other than much Fred saw himself as Mike's
protege and even though he was living a far more comfortable life in his
penthouse apartment he envied Mike. Yes he had his three live in slaves,
but they were chattels, property , easily disposed of.or reclaimed. It was
only a few months since the wife of a previous slave decided she wanted him
to live with her again, having realised she could make his life a misery on
a daily basis as she flaunted her young well endowed lovers in front of
him. As much as it upset Fred it had improved the slaves life as it was a
much better cock sucker now, not many locked men got to serve two ten inch
dicks every morning.


Mike and Fred walked through the waiting area, a dozen men sat there
nervously, some alone some with partners. Mike looked through the court
papers , reading the crimes that each of them had been found guilty
of. There had been at least a month between the trial and the sentencing,
giving them an opportunity to have as much sex as possible, although
studies had shown that once convicted the urge to have sex wore off quite
quickly and partners soon found excuses to go and get replacement lovers
even before the sentence had been handed down. Seven of the men were what
would be described as healthily endowed 9 inches and more, Mike pointed out
the man with the foot long dick to Fred, they would enjoy locking that
away.

The two men were preparing the cages when there was a knock at the door, it
was fitting time.,

They looked at the sentencing sheet no one had a sentence that was less
than three years. The first two men seemed quite stoic about it, the
easiest type to handle but always a bit disappointing as Fred and Mike
quote liked to see a man breakdown as he said good bye to his manhood. Fred
looked at the court sheet six months each not really a sufficient
punishment in his book but the choice wasn't his. As the men stripped down
naked he saw why their dicks were just about over the limit. Were they just
preparing for the tome when the minimum size for unlocked dicks was raised
again as it would undoubtedly be. He couldn't even be bothered to offer
them the opportunity to have one last wank. Within 5 minutes they were out
and heading for their ear piercing, he doubted they would ever cause their
key holder any trouble.

Half an hour later a man entered his eyes red, followed by a glamorous
woman and a second man. She was smiling wildly he had a bemused look on his
face. "Before you lock him I want to see him cum one more time" Mike
smiled, not only was she going to humiliate her husband by having one more
wank in public, her new lover was going to be in the audience. "As ;one as
it doesn't take more than ten minutes"

"Love is usually only take him thirty seconds" responded the woman ."What a
fucking waste"

Mike addressed the man "Get those trousers off and get wanking"

"Oh I dont want to see him wanking, i want to see him get fucked" As she
spoke she loosened the belt of the other man. Size wise he was an even
match for the man who was soon to be locked. Mike wondered who would come
first.

The husband looked rather bewildered as his wife instructed him to bend
over. Mike was rather envious as he was often the first man to fuck the
newly locked, telling them it was a good way for them to get to know their
key holder and start building up a relationship that could in theory last
many years,

She looked at the second man, get on with it. He smiled and Mike watched as
his cock forced its way through what was clearly a tight hole. He counted
the thrusts , about twenty before a loud groan. The wife whose hand was
just below her husbands cock lifted it up and rubbed his watery cum it into
his face.

"Pathetic" The other man continued to fuck, "I did say ten minutes" Mike
reminded them, with about a minute to go he withdrew his cock and started
to wank, the wife forced her husband on to his knees and a river of think
spunk covered his face. "See that's what I've been missing"

She looked at Fred and Mike, lock it up in the smallest cage
possible. Turning to her companion, now if you don't do as I say I'll see
that you end up in the same position, understood. "The man's expression
changed suddenly, and both enforcer were surprised when he responded with
"Yes Mistress: Mike knew that he'd not need to worry whether or not this
cage would be kept on or not

The next lot of men to come through were more run of the mill, a
resignation at the fact that their dicks would now be locked away. Fred and
Mike noted that neither of them were interested in taking responsibility
for the enforcement.

"two left" lets get it over with I have three slaves at home who will be
gagging to look after me . Mike laughed, he was happy with how this cards
had fallen but couldn't help feel envious of the younger man who had
somehow managed to become the key holder of choice for some of the richest
men in the city

The door opened without the usual knock. A Tall man in his early thirties
walked in, confident arrogant even. The enforcers looked at each other,
slightly confused. "Come in then" They grinned as two men crawled in on
their knees. Fred looked at his papers, we were only expecting one.

"This one I presume" he kicked a forty something man in his side causing
him to fall to the floor.

"Patrick James?

"That's the one"

"I tried to explain out there but apparently formalities are
formalities. Let me introduce myself I', Master James and this excuse for a
human here is my slave. Caught drink driving, and sentenced to five year of
chastity. Stand up and strip"

Neither enforcer were used to such authority in the room besides their
own. They watched as Patrick strip totally naked. His nipples were pierced,
his chest tattooed with the word slave where pubic hair would normally be
the word Pig. Below that a cage.

"See there's no need to bring him in here and waste everyones
time. Especially mine, but as we are here you may as well have fun with
him"

"Tell them how long your dick is ?

"12 inches Master"

"How long have you been in chastity?

"Ten years Master"

"Before this responsibilities was introduced"

"When did you last see your cock?"

`"Seven years Master"

"It gets blindfolded whenever I fee that a clean and shave is
necessary. Once a month or so. The highlight of its month it gets edged,
sounded and beaten. If it dares cum in that time, it has to wait an extra
month before I clean it. Not a bad life for a sad fucker who dared kneel
and suck me off in a dark room,"

"I cant even remember when it last had sex, I certainly have no interest in
using it. My only interest is the power I have over it. If I released it
now and set it free it would have a breakdown. Wouldn't you, you can't live
without me?"

"No Master"

Fred and Mike felt sorry but updated their paperwork, there was no point in
allocating the slave to an enforcer, but Fred made a mental note, as he
felt that James would be an ideal guest when he had his really wealthy live
out slaves over.

A sneeze caught their attention during this conversation reminding them of
the second man that had followed James in. He can't have been older than
25, clean cut and blond, the antithesis of the older slave that was now
licking James's boot.

"I have no idea who this is but he has already proved to me that he has the
qualities I seek in a slave. Was in the bathroom whilst I was having a
piss, having one last wank. I soon put a stop to it, dropped to its knees
and offered to swallow every drop.. What's its sentence and what do I have
to do to take control of it., "

Just handing over the charge of a newly locked man was not that common, the
city took its safeguarding responsibilities seriously, James and Patrick
long term master slave relationship was one thing, becoming a slave just
because of an newly discovered interest in piss was another.

"Do you want to be this Man's slave, knowing that your sentence could
extend pass the three years if he so wishes"

"Yes Sir" Compared to the desperation in Patricks voice this sounded
confident. Without prompting he looked at James "Please Master?" He fell to
the ground and began to lick the other boot,

"Looks as if I have an addition to the stable, It's been a while since I
had a urinal slave. "

Mike handed the form over.  "we will need to check on its welfare for the
first six months" not that he felt that would be necessary, but fe foresaw
him and Fred fighting over who would be visiting first.


An hour or saw later Fred stepped out of the lift, the door to his
penthouse apartment was open, his three slaves were naked and ready to
serve, inside his trousers his cock was rock hard, at least one hole was
going to get destroyed that night.