My Sentence

Many of you must have seen pictures on the net of men suffering
depraved acts, and wondered how they came to be in such a state. I
don't mean nice pictures of models, getting a few quid by pretending
to suck another man off. I mean the pictures and movies that really
disturb you. Perhaps they turned you on, even when they disgusted you?

Well, here is my story, of how I came to be in that position.

I started out in a pretty straightforward way, as a prepubescent I
felt guilty for feeling "sexy", and as an adolescent I found more and
more exotic ways of punishing myself for it, especially cock-bondage
that hurt most if I came.

As young adult, I had a succession of relationships with women, which
always came to an end, always supposedly for some other reason than
that they just weren't cruel enough, and slowly I came to crave a
"real" relationship, where I would get the cold domination and
chastisement I wanted. So I tried a few men in amongst the women,
convinced that they would be less "soppy". They weren't. They still
wanted me to love them, and worse, they started to go soppy on me.

Until one day, one of them (yes, you guessed it, I met him through an
ad I'd posted), who got angry. He realised quickly that I wasn't into
him, and quizzed me about my past experiences. I told him more than I
should have done and he declared me a "Prick-Tease", and said that if
I wasn't going to love him, I'd have to suffer. Then, while I was
strapped down, after an hour of being kept hard and frustrated, he
announced his punishment. I was going to be a slave to a succession of
owners, whom I was going to find, by placing adverts. Each of them
would know in advance that they would have me for at most six months,
to make it less likely that they would start to fall for me, and they
would be instructed to break me into "proper" submission to sadists.

He gave me the choice then, when I was so close to coming, whether I
would rather he posted the pictures of me he had on the web, or
whether to sign an agreement to my sentence, which would last two
years. I signed as soon as he loosened my right hand enough to write,
and then he tightened the straps again, and applied a tiny fast
vibrator to the base of my cock until I had the best orgasm of my
life.