I come home from work, close the door behind me and take off my

jacket. It's been a hard day at work and I really need to blow off some

steam. I need to take a piss and I really, really need to get off.

Luckily I have just the thing. I take the stairs down to my spacious

basement and move through two rooms before reaching a door at the far

end of it. The door isn't really hidden, but if you don't know it's

there, you probably won't see it. It's placed behind an open bookcase,

which in turn stands behind a desk with a computer on it.

I turn on the computer and log on. Once in, I open a program that also

requires a few passwords and then I check how things have been going

inside the cell behind door. The program is of my own making and it took

quite a bit of effort, but it was worth it. A log on the right hand side

of the screen informs me of the highlights of the day and a series of

video images flash across the left side of the screen, slow enough for

me to see them and fast enough to not waste time. Satisfied that

everything is in order, I finally go and open the door. It opens into an

air lock of sorts and I close the door behind me before I open the next

one. It's not really an air lock, but rather a lock to dampen sound. The

sounds coming from behind the door can be quite loud - and quite

desperate.

I close the second door behind me and look straight ahead. Exactly six

feet in front of me, on a very small square marked on the floor, my

bitch stands at attention. As always the sight of him makes me hard and

brings up the bastard in me. The sight of him makes me want to dominate

and punish him in the worst kind of way and it is a feeling I like very

much, the very reason I took him and the very reason he looks like he

does now.

My bitch is standing at strict attention, knowing the full extent of my

commitment to perfection on his part. His feet and legs are pressed as

tightly together as humanly possible (they must be in order for him to

keep his feet inside the square I have drawn on the floor), his back is

ramrod straight and his bare chest is pushed out and his head is bowed

as he looks demurely down.

My bitch has short hair (good for grabbing hold of when fucking his

face), but below his eyebrows he is completely hairless. It requires

quite a bit of effort to keep him that way, but as I said: I'm committed

to perfection. Although he never - never - goes outside, his body is

smoothly and evenly tanned a result of one of his daily tasks while I am

away at work. Around his neck is a broad and quite thick plastic collar,

almost a neck corset, black, with a large steel ring on the front. From

just above his hips to just below his rib cage his waist is constricted

by a quite fierce corset, also made from black plastic. It took some

time before getting his waist down to this, but I enjoyed the work

immensely, as I always do when it comes to dominating my bitch. I doubt

that he enjoyed any of it, but that's half the fun. On his feet is a

pair of black, plastic boots, with seven-inch stilettos, reaching up to

just below his knees. They are much, much too small for him and it has

taken many painful and humiliating punishments for him to master them

the way in which he does now, but again the result was well worth the

effort. Although I am quite sure that they hurt him every second that he

stands up or walks and perhaps even when he sits or lies down, he moves

in them gracefully, sexily and just like I want him to. He should,

considering the fact that they only leave his feet for sixty minutes a

day. Finally my eyes find his crotch. I always smile when I see his

chastised member, locked away now for the sixth year running. He has

worn this very chastity device for five years in a row and it hasn't

been taken off even once, not for one second. It requires daily cleaning

and drying for this to work, but again I demand perfection. The chastity

device is a carbon fiber tube with a cage over the head of his cock and

it is held in place with three piercings through his cock, also made

from carbon fiber, and a practically unbreakable