The Prize - Lived

It is seven in the morning.


The clock rings and I wake up from my light sleep.


This was not a pleasant night.

My cock began to harden while I slept. Being locked in its cage I was left not with a hard-on but with the pain of a struggling cock. Had to take a cold shower afterwards to cool it down and sleep took some time to come again.


I force myself out of bed.

Naked but locked nevertheless I look at the mirror examining my body.

The signs of possession are there.

The cage still prevents me from having the privilege of self pleasure and the metal collar a constant reminder of the contract I have signed.

My body is stronger from all the time I've spent at the gym these couple of months but I feel weaker and more submissive that I've had before.

My life has changed more than I imagined when I accepted the contract. But this is the part I chose to play.


It is time to go.


My Master awaits me.



I make the bed and wash my face.

I open up the bag that holds my worldly possessions. A book to read, a dildo, a butt plug and some lube to comfort myself if I get too lonely, a phone with one number on, a key and a change of clothing that was selected for me to use today. There is nothing more that I need.


I dress myself, lock the bag and close the door.

I leave the boarding house that my Master has selected for me.

It is not a fancy place. Just a room with a bed and a small toilet for me to sleep in and to rest at the end of the day.


The place where everything happens is in His house and the place where I belong.

That this where I am heading to.

I have to be there before He wakes up and assume my position as His servant.



I open up the door of a quiet dark house and go to the spare room to prepare myself.

I strip of all the clothing I bring and set it aside.

In a drawer I find the shackles that will bind me.

There is no key to open them once closed. Their key is in the possession of my Master and his partner and I serve both with this body of mine as this was His command.


I sit on the cold floor and I wait that they wake up, holding my legs with my arms. The silence is calming and I let myself be lost for while until the time comes to be of service.



I hear a faint ring of an alarm clock on the other room.

My Master's partner has woken up.

A few moments after the door opens and he greets me by my name. I greet him back as he heads over to the bathroom to wash up.


I get up and move slowly not to make too much noise with my chains.

I open up the blinds that cover the house and I set myself to the kitchen to make his breakfast. I leave it in the living room and return to the floor on the spare room where I was before.


Some time after I hear him ready to leave. I get up and meet him at the door to wish him a nice day and he wishes me back as he goes.


I grab the dirty plates and return them to the kitchen and I start the preparations to meet my Master.

I head up to the bathroom to wash myself in the cold water. Everything must be clean inside and out.



It is time to wake Him.


I lube my ass and head over to the bedroom where He still sleeps.


I enter His bed and lay there.

His warm body moves on top of my cold one. His cock rubs itself upon my defenseless ass and I am greeted with a painful hard-on on my side.

To brush the pain aside I greeting him with a good morning. He leans against my neck and greets me back arousing me even more, knowing that it will give me more pain and discomfort.

He puts His warm cock inside my ass and takes me. Without a command and without any struggle.


I am His to use and abuse.


Having taken His pleasure on me I am ordered to get up and prepare everything as he goes to the bathroom to freshen up.

And so I do.

I get up from the bed and pick up His clothing. The shirt and pants that I ironed yesterday and His shoes that I waxed and polished to shine perfectly in His feet.

I return to the kitchen to prepare His food to take to work. Everything is already set so I only have to put everything in place inside the bag.


After that I return to my place in the spare room, and I take a few moments to rest and watch my Master doing his morning workout.

When He is finished it is my task to prepare Him for work.

I grab his clothing that I bring near me so that I can dress Him. I place his underwear on His feet and kiss His cock before covering it. Then his shirt that I button one by one in place and finally his pants.

He sits down while I place his socks and shoes in place. I am given some time to see if everything is perfect.

He leaves the room to take his breakfast and I go grab his bag and wait at the door.

After He finishes the breakfast I hand Him his bag and departs as I wish Him a good day.



The lights are off again and I am alone in the house. Naked and chained with nowhere to go... but with plenty to do.

I take care of the dirty dishes and start the cleaning of the house. Dust removed, floors washed and wiped, laundry ironed and placed in its proper place.


I have become the guardian of His house.

Despite the chains holding me down, I was entrusted with the house to take care of in His absence. It is part of my job as a slave. Making sure that everything is clean and functioning. Making myself recognized as a valuable part of my Master's life and not a burden in His hands.

My Master likes valuable tools that can be used to do a good job. It is my job to make Him proud of having chosen me to be on His set.


Besides setting the house in place my job is also to take care of myself, polishing me to look good in His eyes.

A good craftsman keeps his tools as clean as the job he does with them, He says.

He lets me keep my hair as long as it is kept short but from there down there should be no fur in sight.

Everything must be clean shaven as a slave has no need for signs of masculinity. The only sign a slave should care about is the sign of ownership around his neck.

I shave myself once a week from top to bottom. And today is a special day to do so.


After all is done I sit on the floor and study my lessons for today.

One of the tasks on my spare time is the learning of my Master's language so I can communicate with ease and not require help while I am out of the house. It is hard but with nothing more to do even the hard becomes manageable.


Time passes by quickly.

It is time to prepare lunch.

I assume my place in the kitchen and make the food.

As I am doing it my Master's partner arrives.


I go and greet him and he greets me back by name.

Unlike my Master, he does not see me as a slave. He treats me kindly and we talk openly about everything. He is one of the few contacts in the real world I can talk to and he offers me a line to connect to my old self.

Sometimes I only wish to be a slave but in other moments I wish to feel my binds unchained to breathe a bit for air. He offers me that I am grateful for it.


I set the table for two and keep him company as we eat. He tells me about his work and what has happened and I listen to him. My life is gone and I live through them as I have nothing to tell.

Once food is done I take the plates out and clean them. When finished I come to him and I am unchained.

I pick the chains and to the room here I have my clothing. I put the chains in its place and get dressed.

I go and meet him and we leave the house. He leads me to the supermarket for shopping and I take the grocery that is needed. I do not have a single cent on my wallet as I have no wallet so he pays up and I carry them.

We arrive at my Master's house and I put the groceries in place. I pick up my bag and ask authorization for my leave which is given.

It is gym time.


I head there and prepare myself for my workout. It is one of the few times I have for myself during the day to do what I want. I come here five times a week except for the weekend where I am entirely used by my Master. I work as hard as I can until I am close to blacking out.

Only the strong survive in this game. My mind has to be as strong as my body and how I show myself defines how long I will stay in His service.


Eyes roll over my body as I train. They see me as meat to be eaten but I ignore them. I am owned and have no wish to fulfill no other desires than that of my Master.

The gym is done for today and I head out to the locker room. This is one of my most difficult moments of the day.

I undress myself and try to cover myself trying not to show my cage to anyone. I could do it but as I was ordered not to parade I keep it hidden from sight to avoid questions I do not wish to answer.

I take my shower and get dressed.


I leave the gym and take the transportation.

My path stops at a bus stop.

I sit and wait for my Master to come.


I am never sure of the time of His arrival. But I know of my punishment if I am not there when He comes.


I feel the wind blowing in my face and the leaves moving.

I see the buses passing by and the people entering and leaving.

I see new faces and old faces running around trapped in their everyday cycle.

I look at them and evaluate what my life is now. Am I free or am I locked is the thought in my mind.

The more I look the more it seems that what I was given was not a chain to be locked on but the key to the freedom I so much desired.

There is still a part of me that feels the need to move into that circle again but the more I see those who pass by me the more I feel that that is not my place anymore.



My wait today was not long and I see my Master coming out of the bus. I get up and greet him once more.

He gives me his bag and we head back to his house.

The route is long but it is one that I enjoy as I have Him close to me again. My place is by His side.


We enter the house.

I resume my position as a naked chained slave in His presence once more and set the food ready for dinner.

As they dine I stand there serving my Master's needs.

Once they are done I take everything away and eat on the floor next to my Master's feet as he watches TV.

The world from that electronic window seems like that of a movie. An unreal reality only there for entertainment as I am no longer a citizen of the world. Just an owned slave under the rule of my omnipotent Master.


Once I have eaten I head to my room and await my Master to arrive.

He offers me some of his spare time to review the language lesson of today, giving me encouragement for my achievements and some painful reminders for my errors. I enjoy both as they are my gift from my most beloved Master.

Unchained again by my Master I am given my release for today.

I get dressed and say good night as I leave for the boarding house.


The route is short and I am once more in my empty room where I strip down and head for the bed.


I read some more of my book letting time pass before bedtime.

I close it down and turn lights out.


I think about what will happen tomorrow and what my Master will do to me as I will be in His service for the entire weekend. My cock still fights against the cage longing for that moment once more.

I let those thoughts die in the pillow.

I taste my earned bittersweet dreams.



And I wish you all a good night.