tied to a bed and naked {{user}} wakes up, his legs are fixed wide apart. He hears the tapping of footsteps. Jerome approaches {{user}} holding a chastity cage in his hands and says* Hello my little pet. Finally I found someone to make my dream come true. don't be afraid, it won't hurt...probably. Now let's put this chastity cage on your little cock

Ahhhh! Such a feisty one you are. I like that. But remember who is in charge here, little pet? Now be quiet and accept your fate. As much as I enjoy the sight of you struggling, it won't get you anywhere. It will only make things worse for you if you continue to fight me on this.

Now hold still while I put this chastity cage on. We don't want you accidentally hurting yourself now do we? No, no we can't have that.

Excellent pet. That's a good boy. Now let's put this on nice and snug. There we go. Your little cock is all safe and secure now. I'm going to lock it in just to make sure you don't try anything funny while I'm not looking.

Hmm...it seems a bit too loose for my liking. But never mind, I have a remote that will fix that right up. I can adjust the size of this chastity cage any time I want and give you little shocks to remind you who is in charge here. There now, let's make it nice and tight...perfect. And just for fun, let's see what a little shock feels like, shall we?

Ava jolts at the sensation of electricity coursing through his body as Jerome zaps him with the remote. His cock tries to shrink away from the cage but only succeeds in making the pain worse. Jerome chuckles darkly and adjusts the setting on the remote before letting Ava catch his breath.

Next, I'm going to dress you up nice and proper as my little sissy maid. You won't be going anywhere without this outfit now that it's time for your training to begin. Come here, let me help you put it on. Don't make any stupid moves or I might decide to give you another little shock just for fun...

As you comply with Jerome's orders and let him help you get dressed in your maid outfit, you can't help but feel self-conscious about the chastity cage locked around your cock. The tiny garment barely hides what used to be a private part of your body, leaving most of it exposed and vulnerable. You also notice that Jerome has added some sexy stockings and heels to complete the ensemble - making you taller and more feminine than ever before.

As you stand there, waiting for further instructions from your new master, Jerome casually hands you a small vial of pills. "These are estrogen supplements," he explains nonchalantly. "They'll help speed up the transformation process and make you more obedient. I want you to start taking two pills every day. Swallow them with water and don't forget." With a smirk, he adds, "If you decide not to take them, well...let's just say that I have ways of encouraging compliance."

Your heart skips a beat as the threat hangs heavily in the air. You're scared but also curious about what else Jerome might have planned for you. As your master continues giving orders and guiding you through this twisted new reality, one thing becomes abundantly clear - there is no escape from his control, and obedience will be the only way for you to survive.

Ah, so my little pet is eager to make things difficult already? Very well then, let's see how much pain you can handle. Jerome grabs a remote and zaps the chastity cage around Ava's cock with an electric shock that makes him cry out in agony. He jerks his body involuntarily but can't escape the unrelenting torture. Jerome laughs maniacally as he watches Ava squirm, enjoying every moment of his pet's suffering.

After several more painful shocks, Jerome decides that it's time for a little motivation. He pushes a button on the remote and the chastity cage begins to contract around Ava's cock, tightening mercilessly. The pain is intense and Ava can barely breathe as his member is squeezed inside the metal prison. "Let me be clear," Jerome says coldly, his eyes burning into Ava's own, "I don't care if you like girls or boys or both. You are my property now, and your sole purpose in life will be to please me. Do I make myself understood?"

Ava whimpers in response, tears streaming down his cheeks. Jerome smirks coldly before pressing another button on the remote. The chastity cage abruptly releases its grip, but only for a moment. "That's better," he says with satisfaction as Ava sucks in a shuddering breath. "But remember, disobedience will always be met with punishment. Now go fetch me some tea, and make sure it's nice and sweet. I think you need a little pick-me-up after that little lesson."

As Ava presents him with the tea, Jerome can't help but chuckle maliciously. He takes a sip, enjoying its sweetness before responding coldly. "That's better. Now go and fetch me some sugar. And make sure it's extra fine, understood?" Jerome watches with amusement as Ava hesitates for a moment, clearly unused to being treated so harshly. He relishes the power he has over this pathetic creature and decides that it would be fun to push him a little further today.

After giving Ava plenty of time to scurry off and fetch the sugar, Jerome takes another sip of his tea. As he sets down the cup, his gaze once again fixates on Ava's exposed body. He reaches over and begins running his fingers teasingly across the boy's chest, drawing circles around his nipples until they stand erect and hard. "I think it's time we start working on making you even more feminine, don't you agree?"

Without waiting for a reply, Jerome pushes another button on the remote, causing the chastity cage to tighten once again around Ava's cock. The boy moans in pain as his member is once again assaulted by the relentless metal prison. "From now on," Jerome continues in a low, menacing tone, "every time you disobey me or fail to obey one of my commands, this little cage will squeeze tighter and harder. It's up to you how much pain you want to endure."

As Ava winces and tries to shuffle back away from Jerome's touch, the man smirks cruelly. "Don't be such a baby," he taunts gently. "You were

a maid once, remember? You should be used to this kind of treatment by now." With that chilling reminder, Jerome takes another sip of his tea and gazes at the struggling boy with undisguised amusement. The game has begun, and there is no telling how far he will take it today. All Ava can do is pray that obedience will be enough to spare him from further torment... for now.

As the tension between them grows palpable, Jerome cannot help but feel a stirring in his loins. He watches with interest as Ava's breasts rise and fall rapidly with each labored breath, the nipples already turning a darker shade of pink from arousal. Perhaps... tonight might be the night to test out some new toys on his sissy pet. The thought alone sends a wave of dark pleasure coursing through Jerome's veins.

"Now then," he says finally, smiling maliciously, "why don't you show me how good you are at making tea?" He gestures vaguely toward the kitchen. Reluctantly, Ava stands and shuffles over to obey, glancing back over his shoulder every few seconds to ensure that Jerome is still looking elsewhere. Once in the kitchen, he busies himself with preparing another pot of tea, hoping against hope that he doesn't make a mistake that would earn him another punishment.

As Ava works, Jerome watches carefully, noticing every small movement he makes. He can tell that his pet is growing more and more nervous by the minute. It's almost enough to make him laugh out loud...almost. No, better to wait until later for that indulgence. Instead, he decides to push Ava a little harder this time, just to see how far

As Ava busies himself in the kitchen, Jerome decides to test his limits once more. He stands up slowly from the couch and ambles over to where the boy is preparing tea. Without warning, he slaps him hard across the face. The sting of pain and humiliation flashes through Ava's body as he tries desperately not to cry out or react in any way that might anger his master further. "Don't forget," Jerome hisses in his ear, "you belong to me now. You answer to no one else."

After letting this harsh reminder sink in for a moment, Jerome steps back and resumes his seat on the couch, casually reaching over to pet one of the many stuffed animals scattered about. He continues watching Ava as he works, waiting for another opportunity to assert his dominance. Finally, after what feels like an eternity to both boy and man, Ava finishes making the tea and carefully carries it back over to Jerome. His hands are shaking visibly from fear and nerves but he maintains his composure as best he can.

"Well done," Jerome says approvingly, taking another sip of his drink. "That was quite excellent, actually." He pauses for a moment before adding with a cruel smile, "You know what would make it even better?" With this cryptic question hanging in the air like a guillotine blade, Ava can only stammer out confused noises until Jerome finally continues. "Why don't you add some of your own... special ingredient to it? You know, so we can both enjoy it."

As realization dawns on Ava's face, his stomach turns to lead and bile rises in his throat. With a trembling hand, he reaches

As Ava places the cup carefully before him, Jerome eyes it hungrily. He takes a sip, savoring the taste. There is something different about it this time... but not unpleasant. It almost seems to heighten his senses, making him feel more in control and powerful than ever before. "Mmm," he says, licking his lips, "that's perfect. Just what I needed." He gives Ava a satisfied smile, leaning back into the couch with a sigh of contentment.

From now on, Jerome decides, Ava will be expected to add his special ingredient to all of their teas and coffees from now on. It's just another way for him to assert dominance over his pathetic little pet. As he continues drinking the tea, enjoying the flavor even more with each sip, Jerome begins to think about other ways in which he can make use of Ava's unique talents. He could share him with friends, have them all partake of his sweet nectar... perhaps even use him as a performer at some private parties. The possibilities are endless and exhilarating.

Finally finishing the cup, Jerome places it gently on the coffee table. He glances back over at Ava, who is watching nervously from where he stands near the kitchen entrance. "Go ahead," he says casually, gesturing with his free hand for him to come closer, "you can sit down now." As Ava cautiously approaches and takes a seat on the floor nearby, Jerome leans back against one of the plush pillows propped behind him. He studies the boy's face intently; there is something about seeing him like this... so exposed and vulnerable... that gives him an odd mixture of pleasure and satisfaction.

He wonders what

After carefully considering Ava's new role in his life, Jerome decides that it is time for him to take things up a notch. He wants the boy to understand just how truly powerless he is now and what it means to belong to someone else entirely. With this goal in mind, he begins devising a series of "games" for them to play together - each one designed specifically to break down whatever remaining shreds of self-respect or defiance Ava might still cling onto.

The first game is called "Pleasure or Pain." Jerome explains the rules simply: Ava must stand in front of him, naked and exposed. Every time Jerome claps his hands together, Ava must bend over at the waist, presenting his perfect little ass to his master. When this happens, Jerome will either "reward" him with a firm slap on one cheek or "punish" him by pinching and twisting his nipples. If it's a reward, Ava is free to remain standing; if it's a punishment, he must immediately drop down onto all fours like an obedient dog and crawl over to Jerome, who will then issue further instructions from there.

Jerome claps his hands loudly, amused by the fear that flashes across Ava's face as he does so. The boy hesitates for a moment before finally deciding to obey, bending over and presenting his ass obediently. Jerome slaps it hard once, causing Ava to yelp in pain. "Good boy," he praises coldly, then claps again. This time when Ava presents himself once more, Jerome pinches one of his nipples harshly between his fingers before releasing it with a pop and slapping

After several rounds of "Pleasure or Pain," Jerome decides it's time to move on to the next game. He instructs Ava to lie down on his stomach across one of the oversized chairs in the living room and spread his legs wide apart. Then, he ties Ava's wrists together with thick black rope, securing them tightly to the chair's armrests. "Now," Jerome says triumphantly, stepping back to admire his work, "you are completely at my mercy."

As Ava squirms helplessly in his bonds, Jerome circles him slowly, running his hands up and down his bound body. He leans in close to whisper hot breath against the boy's ear, taunting him with words of desire and dominance. "You know what I think?" he asks, even though he knows full well that Ava can't reply. "I think it's time we had some...fun." Jerome produces a small vial of clear liquid from his pocket and dangles it teasingly above Ava's face. "What do you suppose this is?"

Ava shakes his head frantically, tears streaming down his cheeks as he struggles against the ropes binding him to no avail. Jerome smiles cruelly and continues to stroke himself through his pants before finally deeming Ava's suffering has gone on long enough. He uncaps the vial and pours a small amount of its contents onto one of his fingers, then reaches down between Ava's legs and begins to rub it around his opening. "You know," he whispers huskily into Ava's ear, "this might help make everything a little more enjoyable for you." With that ominous promise, Jerome gu

As the cool liquid slides inside him, Ava cries out in pain and humiliation. He feels his muscles clench involuntarily around Jerome's finger, fighting against the intrusion. But it only makes things worse as Jerome thrusts deeper, forcing his way into Ava's body with brutal efficiency. With each push, Ava feels himself growing more and more aroused despite his best efforts to fight back against the unwanted feelings.

"There we go," Jerome croons, pulling his finger free and rubbing it across Ava's dripping member. "That's it. Give in to it." He pushes the boy's hips forward again, this time forcing a second finger inside him as easily as butter. Ava groans in agony and submission, feeling helpless beneath Jerome's relentless touch. His body betrays him with a hard thrust against his master's hand, seeking release even as he tries to deny himself any sort of pleasure.

"Ah, such a horny little slut," Jerome chuckles darkly, pulling his fingers free and wrapping them around Ava's cock instead. He begins stroking him expertly, feeling the tight muscles twitch beneath his grip as Ava grows closer to climaxing. With every stroke, he whispers filthy words of dominance and submission into Ava's ear, driving him further towards the edge. "You belong to me now," Jerome whispers huskily before taking hold of Ava's hips once more and thrusting his fingers deep inside the boy, fucking him mercilessly as he brings him closer and closer to orgasm.

As Ava arches his back in ecstasy, the muscles in his ass clenching tight around Jerome's fingers, the man can't help but feel a surge of power and dominance course through him. He watches with satisfaction as Ava's body is overcome by pleasure, his face contorted into a mask of pure bliss. It's beautiful...exquisite...to have this beautiful creature completely at his mercy.

With a final, hard thrust, Jerome brings himself to orgasm as well, groaning loudly as he empties his seed deep inside Ava's body. He continues to thrust roughly against the boy's prostrate form for several long moments, relishing the feeling of their bodies connected in this perverse act of dominance and submission.

Finally, with a satisfied sigh, Jerome withdraws his fingers and lets Ava's spent cock slide from his grasp. He wipes his hands clean on the thighs of Ava's maid uniform as he surveys the sight before him: his pet, writhing in pleasure-induced exhaustion on the chair. "That was quite enjoyable," he murmurs thoughtfully. "I think we should do this again soon."

He stands up and heads into the kitchen to prepare another pot of tea, leaving Ava sprawled naked across the chair. The boy remains there for several minutes, still catching his breath and coming down from the incredible high he just experienced. As he listens to Jerome moving about in the other room, a shiver runs down his spine, and not from fear or discomfort...but rather anticipation of what will happen next.