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Yes, Master!” I responded eagerly, gladly accepting my new name. Already, I felt all memories of my old name slipping away. It was like my master had stolen it simply by assigning me this new one. From now on, I would be “N” forever. That turned out to be a good thing. I had barely entered the living room of his huge apartment when Master L commanded me to strip down to my underwear. I hurriedly complied. I nodded, the mix of nerves and arousal forming a lump in my throat that made it impossible to sleep. I didn’t just want to be dominated for one night in bed. I wanted it to be my permanent lifestyle. I would do absolutely anything for a big, strong dominant Master who mixed kind treatment with cruel punishments as I served him every single day of my life.

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I can’t keep calling you ‘slave’ forever,” my master told me. “I think I’ll give you a new name, to mark the day that you became my chastity pet. How about…Hmm. “N”. It stands for nothing and nobody, to remind you that you are nothing without your Master. Do you like that, N?” He led me into what had to be his bedroom. It was just as lavish as the rest of the apartment – the bed was a full king size, with plush covers and an entire pile of pillows. Of course, Master L did not lead me to the comfortable bed. Instead, he roughly raised my hands over my head and tied them to a hook set in the ceiling.

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Very good, slave N. You’re learning already.” Giving my cage an affectionate pat, Master L walked around me until he was facing my pert, round behind instead. He began rubbing the cheek that he had slapped. My hole twitched with anticipation of what was coming next. He gripped my shoulder tightly, leaving yet another set of marks, this time in the shapes of his individual strong fingers. “Very very good. Now, come with me.”

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It was far from comfortable. I could still stand, but just barely. I had to stand on my tiptoes while I desperately struggled to keep my balance. I realized that Master L had probably had many other slaves tied to that hook. I doubted I was far from the only man he had introduced to the pleasures of being his chaste slave. A shiver ran through my pale, lean body as I read Master L’s message over and over again. I’d heard about male chastity, of course – I’d been single for years, so my sex life mostly consisted of browsing the Internet for Dominant and submissive porn. But I’d never even considered trying it out for myself. Three days later, I was there. He lived in a luxurious penthouse apartment in one of the tallest skyscrapers in the city. Even in my nice suit and pink tie, I felt underdressed. Only the pale pink silk underwear decorated with frills, hidden beneath the layers of my outfit, felt fancy enough for this environment.I’d been active on the app for nearly a year, but in that entire time, I’d only gotten a small handful of dates. Even though my profile said “Reasonably Attractive Blonde Twink,” and was filled with flattering photos, mostly selfies I had taken in my free time, I just couldn’t catch anyone’s attention. Oh, yes, Master.” I knew I should leave it at that, but it was like I physically couldn’t prevent the words from bubbling out of me. “Oh Master this is what I have waited for for so long. I was born to be a submissive slave to someone Dominant like you.” Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of examining the rest of my body, Master L placed a single finger on the wet spot that had formed on the front of my panties. He smirked, clearly knowing that it was his touches and his commands that had caused the spot to appear in the first place. Well then, we’re just going to have to train it, aren’t we?” Master L didn’t give me time to answer. Instead, he gave me another command: “Stand up, slave.”