"It", Enters the Cage and the First Lesson Begins

Henry closed the door after we had passed through. The sound of that door closing was like a thousand massive thunderboomers striking all at once. The sound bounced off the walls of the massive foyer and echoed down what seemed to be a long endless hallway. I think the closing of that door was my first realization that Rob, the person that I had been for 23 years, ceased to exist. I somehow knew beyond a doubt that I would never again have any say or control over my life.

"Henry take this useless piece of shit down and put, it, in the cage", he said handing the end of my chain to the butler.

"Yes sir", he replied courteously and then asked, "should I water it as well, sir"?

"Mmmm.no I think not Henry. No feed or drink until it has experienced the first lesson", he said as though this were just normal everyday routine.

"As you wish, sir", replied Henry and without a word or glance at me, he started off down the hall. He gave a little tug on the chain leaving no doubt in my mind that I was to follow.

My dick had risen considerably during the exchange and was almost at full erection. Why was I getting turned on by this treatment? It didn't make sense to my tormented brain and I was having a great deal of difficulty trying to come to grips with it all.

Had they really referred to me as an, "it"? Have I lost my humanity to this man? They were going to put me in a cage, like an animal, and I didn't have the balls to put a stop to it. No, instead I just got fucking well turned on.

The hallway we were heading down was huge and seemed to go on forever. It was decorated with the most lavish of furnishing. There were huge paintings on the walls, interspersed with what must have been very, very expensive tapestries. The floor was covered in what could only be the plushest carpeting I had ever seen in my life, let alone walked on. It was soft and springing through my socking feet and felt fantastic.

We had not gone very far when a door just ahead, and on the right opened. A young boy, he couldn't have been more than 15 or 16 emerged. He was a miniature copy of the man that had brought me here.

"Ah, what do we have here, Henry. Father find himself a new slave?", the boy asked.

"Yes, Master William it would seem so". Henry answered as he came to a respectful stop. It was obvious this boy commanded respect in this house.

The boy came over and looked me up and down. I looked down to the floor unable to look him in the eye, my dick was fully erect now, throbbing and bouncing up and down. As well precum was beginning to dribble out the end. I am sure my face was brilliant red, tears again filled my eyes as this boy examined my naked body.

"Well Henry I hope dad gets it trained soon, the filthy beast is dribbling love snot all over the carpets", the boy sneered has he reached out and grabbed my balls with hands that were almost as big as his fathers.

Once he had hold, he squeezed with all his might. For one second nothing happened, but then the pain hit. A blinding flash of bright light swept in front of my eye's. A blinding pain erupted from my tortured jewels, spreading quickly throughout my groin, up through my abdominals and back, into my pecs and shoulder blades, up my neck and into my brain. A pain so utterly soul wrenchingly painful that it could never be adequately described. Only someone who had experienced it could understand. I must have collapsed into unconsciousness trying to escape this devastating agony.

One moment I was standing there in agony, the next a sharp, extremely unpleasant odour was assaulting my olfactory senses. I remember trying to get my nose away from the source of this assault, while this terrible burning pain continued to spread out from my nuts. The pain was so bad I just wanted to die. But then I heard someone telling me to get up and I could feel whoever it was kicking me. I slowly began to regain my senses and rose painfully to my feet.

"That will teach you to dribble your dick snot on our carpets you filthy animal", the boy spit at me. "Get him down to the cage Henry, I am going to let dad know that he has a really filthy beast on his hands this time.".

The pain was still so great that the boys insults had no effect what-so-ever. The tears were flowing fast and I was shaking, but this was from the pain and the uncompromising fear that was now enveloping me. How was I ever going to survive this treatment.

My cock had gone flaccid but I could now feel a new problem developing. I felt like I was going to throw up. A big gorge was building up in my throat, hell if they would almost tear my balls off for dribbling a little precum what would they do to me if I were to puke on their expensive carpets. The terror rising inside of me was getting out of control and over came my fear of speaking.

"I'm going to throw up Henry", I quickly stammered.

"Oh no it's not", he replied and in a movement that was so fast I didn't even see him move, he was behind me and placed one hand over my mouth. His other hand went behind my neck and he propelled me at amazing speed down the hall, then suddenly forced me to the right and though a door. We were in a washroom. He quickly forced me over to the toilet and said, "do it there".

I didn't need any prompting. I barely had my face over the hole before I began retching. Spew after spew of acrid vomit erupted from my tortured body. I didn't think it would ever end. Once it ceased Henry pulled some toilet paper and wiped my mouth and chin. He pushed the flusher to remove the foul mess in the bowl.

"Please Henry may I have some water to rinse my mouth", I pleaded.

"No", he replied. "The Master said no water".

"But the acid is burning my throat", I tried again.

"The Master said no water and so no water it is", with that he gave a yank on the chain and led me back out into the hall.

My balls were still burning and shooting pain through my groin as we walked. The acid from my vomit was burning my throat. My dick although now flaccid was still dribbling precum. Tears were flowing from my eyes and I was shaking like hell. All and all I was in pretty bad shape.

After walking down that accursed hall for what seemed like forever, my balls send jolts of pain with every step, Henry finally stopped and opened a door. We passed into another smaller hall. We only walked a few paces before Henry turned again and we went through another door into a stairwell. Henry started down the stairs and just like a little puppy on a leash, I followed.