A new object for Matriarch Ezada Sinn by poodle
Slowly he awakes, disorientated his mind slowly regains consciousness. His eyes open and he takes in his surroundings. “A cage, why am i in a cage?” he thinks. “i’m naked” comes his next realisation. he tries to cry out, but his mouth is full. he reaches up to remove whatever it is to find his hands enclosed in some form of steel balls. “What the hell is going?” he wonders, ”Where am i, how did i get here?” A flashback, he remembers a bar and a stunning black haired Woman and shiny pants. Another flashback, him lying on a bed looking up at a magnificent shiny bottom.
he hears something, it sounds like heels on stone floor, the first noise he has noticed since he awoke. A door opens and he looks up it’s the first time he’s looked around the room and his mind cannot comprehend the purposes of the devices that he sees. The walls are bare stone, reminding one of a medieval castle dungeon, there are several other cages, but all empty. he looks over to the door at the sound of heels and in walks in the beautiful Woman from last night. Her black hair flows like silk, contrasting against the red shiny latex dress which clings to Her curves like a second skin. Despite his situation, he cannot help but be aroused by Her astonishing beauty.
“Excellent, you are awake.” She says with a smile. “I’m sure you are wondering what is going on.” She pauses, “I am Ezada Sinn, but you shall call me Stapana, it means Owner, for you are My property now.” She says with a laugh. “Capturing you was so easy, you were so desperate to lick My ass that it was simple to tie you down and sit on your face until you passed out.” Another laugh. “you no longer have a name, you are 27, for you are my 27th chattel.” She pauses to let it sink in that She has already captured 26 other males. “you are now an object for Me to use as I wish, as I will show you in just a moment.”
She approaches the cage, a key in Her hand. “This is my chance” he thinks. As the cage door opens, She steps back and he crawls out. Once free of the cage he tries to make a dash for the door. She simply says “27, statue”. he stops, confused as to why his body refuses his commands. She circles him laughing at his confusion. “While you were unconscious I had implant put in you, all I need to do is give a command and you will take up the required position. In time you will do this voluntarily, but for now……”
“27, doormat.” he tries to resist but finds himself face up on the floor. “27, slut position.” Again his body betrays him, he finds his hands holding his knees bent but outstretched, exposing his hole. She bends down and runs a finger around his hole, “soon, this hole will be nicely stretched.” She stands up again, he remains in position, unable to move until She gives a command. “27, statue.” he stands, unable to stop himself and resumes his earlier statuesque pose. She walks away from him, returning with a large steel spherical object. “an object does not need to see.” She holds up the object. “you will find yourself without sight often, never knowing or seeing what I am going to do.” Se pauses to let him think about this. “Now lets put your new head on.” With that, She opens the object and lifts it to the back of his head. Within moments, his head is locked into a metal sphere. “There, a perfect object to play with and abuse.” “27, release.” he feels his body released from its unseen bonds. “Now, get on all fours and crawl back into your cage.” Unable to see, his hands useless, he sees no option but to obey. He crawls backwards until his feet hit the back of the cage. A clang, and he knows the cage is locked.
“I will leave you now, when I return, your training will begin.” he hears the heels as She walks away, then the sound of the door closing as he remains on all fours, in his cage, contemplating what She may have planned for him………