tracker, collar, cuffs, anklets, cock ring, ball stretcher, shave, tattoo

Todd was taken back to a large cage where many male slaves were shoved in together. They still kept the genders separate although he did see that Patrick was in the cage with him.

"Patrick!" Todd went to give him a high five but awkwardly went back to covering himself and Patrick covered himself. Although he knew he'd eventually lose all sense of modesty, he hadn't lost it yet. It had only been one day since he had been stripped. He imagined it must be even rougher for Patrick since Patrick didn't even have a true cock to hide. "Were you sold?"

Patrick said, "Yea, I got a higher price than I was expecting. I was afraid no one would want me and I'd end up in one of those chain gangs. Now I'm afraid I was bought by someone who's going to treat me like a fetish. I'll probably be called cuntboy and never get called by my name again."

Todd said, "I wish I could comfort you but I have no clue what's going to happen."

"You!" Todd felt himself grabbed from behind and taken out of the cage. Todd wasn't tossed into a shower. He was tossed against a wall and then hosed down. The water was cold. It wasn't freezing but it lacked all warmth. And the water pressure was high. It could have knocked him over if the wall wasn't there to lean against. Then gloved hands with artificial loofahs scrubbed every part of Todd. He even felt a hose go in his anus and wash him out.

He was strapped into a strange contraption that held his wrists and ankles away from his body. He was laying face down and they had access to his entire back side. Then he felt a an IV and was soon asleep.

When he woke up, he knew they had inserted a GPS tracker inside him so they'd always know where he was and they'd be able to scan him to get his **** info. He was grateful they had put him to sleep for it but he knew that wasn't for his comfort. They had put him to sleep so he wouldn't know where the tracker was. It was possible that he might eventually figure out where it was and then they'd move it somewhere else. They wanted to make escape impossible.

They shaved Todd's back. Then they spread a depilatory on his back. New depilatories had been invented that were strong enough to prevent hair growth for an entire month and repeated use reduced hairiness until eventually, he would never have hair on his back again.

Someone started tattooing the top of Todd's left butt cheek. It hurt and it continued to hurt. It must have been an intricate tattoo because Todd screamed and it just kept going. They even put a towel in Todd's mouth for him to bite down on as he growled from the pain. But finally, it was done.

Then a very basic stretcher was laid on top of Todd and he was flipped like a pancake. The stretcher he had been laying on was removed giving them access to his entire front side which they began shaving. They used that depilatory on his front side too. Todd had always thought he had just the right amount of hair on his chest but now he might not ever have any hair on his chest again. Todd would've screamed but he already knew that would only make things worse for him.

When they shaved his groin, they lifted his legs in a way to give them even greater access. They paid extra attention to that area making sure to get each hair. They even used a magnifying glass and a tiny applicator to go after each hair on his dick and scrotum. Todd couldn't help but be erect the whole time.

One of the guys who processed Todd held his erection up between his index and his thumb and said, "Good ****. You'll want to be erect often. It's a sign that you're alert and ready to serve. It also makes a great **** handle for your master but remember, this dick is no longer yours. It belongs to your master. You must learn to be erect when it pleases him, not when it pleases you and you must learn to cum when it pleases him, not when it pleases you. Part of your training will be an intense training of your dick so that you will erect on command or cum on command."

Todd's wrists and ankles were released and he was allowed to stand up but a tub full of bondage gear was brought to him. They put a collar, cuffs, anklets, cock ring and ball stretcher on him. The collar and cock ring were both equipped to shock train Todd into obedience. All of the items had rings for attaching leashes, chains or tethers and all of them were locked on. Todd might have been able to break all seven locks but he couldn't have escaped and would have wound up punished for even tampering with the locks.

Then he was allowed to look in the mirror. He thought about those people who claimed that shaving body hair made guys look childish but Todd honestly could not see that. He didn't look any younger with his tall body and large dick exposed like that. Exposed was the key word. Todd looked exposed, like there was nothing hiding his raw sexuality. From his head to his feet, Todd looked like raw sexuality, like every part of him that wasn't sexuality had been stripped away until nothing but sexuality was left. He didn't look androgynous either. He just looked like raw, exposed maculinity.

Todd was also given a hand mirror so he could read his tattoo. It read, "Lucky, **** ID 64-589-4385, born Mar 25, 2002, M W 6' cock 7", **** to master Duke Pierce, Sept 26 2024 -, To report this ****, call 354-916-4963 or return to 640 Kattie St, Ireland, West Virginia, 26376" Todd knew that every time he would get sold to a new owner, more of his **** history would get tattooed down his left ass cheek until his left ass cheek was full. Then they would cover his right ass cheek in tattoo.

Although Todd still had hair on the top of his head, even it had been cut in a way to make him look like a ****. It was just randomly chopped away until what remained was a mess. From head to toe, Todd looked completely like a ****.