I felt strangely awesome when I gave myself to my Mistress. It was if a great weight had been lifted from my shoulders. It was if this was meant to be and I felt so happy. The shots continued, supplimented with some pills. Mistress Wei told me what the shots and pills were for. She told me that her and Mistress Lisa had planned this all along. My genitals shrank even more, my tits grew bigger. I was brought to a tattoo palor and marked with a tattoo in script that said I was the feminized sex-slave belonging to her. I no longer had my own bedroom, my room became a dungeon I was kept in, locked in shackles. My training started with my being bound and subjected to a severe session where I was flogged, and whipped by both Mistress Wei and Mistress Lisa untill I passed out. I could tell they enjoyed doing this, taking their time, making love to eachother, excited by their power over me. They took turns raping me with their strap-ons, one forcing me to deep-throat hers, while the other in what they now called my sissy-cunt forcing me to have an orgasm. They enjoyed carressing the welts they raised on me, my ass, thighs, my tits.

They left me bound while they went out. When they came back, they were both with men they had picked up at a bar. They brought them into the room where I was bound and had a party. The men touched me roughly, joked about my tiny dick, my tits, and what they wanted to do with me. I shuddered inside. I looked at Mistress Wei and she smiled. She and Mistress Lisa told the men they could have me. And they did. Using my mouth and sissy-cunt for their pleasure while my Mistresss watched.

When they were done later that night, they turned out the lights and left. I stayed there bound till morning, my sissy-cunt sore, the cum drying on my thigh where it had dribbled down, feeling the welts from my whipping, the burns where the men had put out their cigarettes on my body. I felt used, but I knew that my Mistresses were happy, and that gave me a great deal of pleasure, for I had enjoyed it to. I had been brought to an orgasm numerous time myself, and the pain and humiliation I felt only seemed to strengthen my adoration of my Mistresses, my owners. I wanted so much to please them, to earn my position as their slave.

In the morning, Mistress Wei came in. She gave me my shots and rubbed some salve onto my wounds from the night before. I was thirsty and she geve me something to drink. It was yellow and warm. She said it was nectar from her and Mistress Lisa and I should get used to drinking it, that I was lucky it was being offered to me. That I had earned it. I swallowed my pills with it, and thanked Mistress Wei for her offering. 

I was released from my bondage and told to sit. Mistress Lisa had come in with a piece of wire and a torch. The wire was bend into the letter S and heated red-hot with the toch. The Mistress took my dick, my sissy-clit as they now called it, and pressed the wire to the head of my sissy-clit, branding me. Thru my pain, she looked me in the eye and said I had earned it, and gave me a kiss.