‘Josh?… oh my god…. Josh?’ Katie exclaimed. ‘I can’t believe that’s him.’‘It’s him alr

‘Josh?… oh my god…. Josh?’ Katie exclaimed. ‘I can’t believe that’s him.’‘It’s him alright,’ her friend Lauren said, tucking away her powder back in her designer handbag. ‘Happy Valentine’s… like your present?’‘But he’s not moving!’ Katie said. ‘He’s just standing there…and smiling? Does he not recognize me? Heellllooo?’Even though there was a bar separating her and her ex-boyfriend, dressed like she’d never seen him before in a bowtie and waistcoat, Katie frantically tried to get his attention. She kept waving but Josh stayed there still. Unmoving, like a robot. He gave a neutral smile, gazing off in the middle of the distance. Next to him was another man, dressed in the same uniform, staring blankly also. Around them were a couple dozen guys, dressed exactly the same. ‘He recognizes you. He just can’t move or do…much of anything really right now,’ Lauren said, giving her a glass of champagne. ‘Face the facts. The guy cheated, lied to you, and then when you went to confront him he ghosted you! Guy’s a loser. He deserves it.’‘But what is…it?’‘Shh! You’ll find out.’The lights went dark in the private bar, only small lights indicating the entrance and exit. Around 24 women of varying ages stood in the middle of what felt like a mix of boudoir and high-end nightlife. And then 24 men behind a semi-circle bar, all dressed exactly the same in matching black bowties and waistcoats, stared blankly ahead of them. They were mind-wiped, and ready to serve.‘Welcome ladies,’ a man bathed in spotlight, with a slightly effeminate twinge to his voice, took to the microphone on stage. He wore a tuxedo with a red jacket and a rose on his lapel. ‘This is Circe’s Night, our delightful little take on Valentine’s festivities. As some of you are aware, your nominees are here not of their own free will. But they are all deserving of this wonderful little punishment. Some are cheaters, some are liars, and some have mansplained to you about your expertise on Twitter.’This got a chuckle from the crowd. Katie couldn’t help but stare at Josh. He was completely clean shaven, and he had his hair cut styled in a way that made him look so handsome. She still felt so angry and so mistreated.‘They have all been taken from their lives, given makeovers and programmed to service you and only you tonight,’ the man on the microphone said. ‘The next day, they will have no memory. All they’ll think is they went to a lunch and got day drunk and slept the whole of February 14th away. And we haven’t even gotten to the best part.’He added: ‘Servants! File in on stage.’Like soldiers they turned as one and marched up on to the platform, forming two lines behind the man speaking. ‘Reveal yourselves!’ he said.Katie could not believe her eyes as she watched Josh, as well as 23 other men, drop trousers. On every single man there was a black cage around their dick, imprisoning it, keeping it locked. ‘Whatever happens, you can be guaranteed there’s 24 men who won’t be having sex tonight! Cheers!’Katie was stunned. And as the audible ‘cheers’ of women chimed around her, she couldn’t believe it. But it was true. Her dick of an ex had been, somehow, transformed into a servant with a contraption around his actual dick. It was an irresistible idea. What scorned woman wouldn’t be delighted to be waited on hand and foot by the man that wronged her?‘Now it’s time to relax,’ the man continued. ‘Your servant will be with you shortly. Order them to do anything you like. Ask them to fetch drinks for you, be your footstool for you, or just demand they grovel and beg for forgiveness, either way! Enjoy.’Many women went to the various private areas, preparing themselves. Katie already spotted Lauren demanding her ex-husband kiss her shoes. She watched for a short period before she heard:‘Excuse me Miss, how may I be of service?’Katie turned, and took a good look at Josh. His eyes were down, submissive, and for the first time in her life with him she felt powerful. ‘Get me another champagne…servant,’ she said, liking the taste of the word on her lips. **************The hours passed. The music in full swing and Katie and Lauren were dancing together. They had a perfect view of Josh and the ex-husband passionately making out on a couch nearby, as they were ordered to do.It was late and as the night was drawing to a close, some women had left and the mind-wiped servants returned to their robotic stillness behind the bar. Surveying the scene, the man who spoke on stage approached Katie. ‘Have you enjoyed your evening?’ he said. ‘Oh god yes. I needed this! Lauren, I totally owe you!!’ she said, a little drunk, but exhilarated with life. ‘I took great interest in your friend’s Lauren explanation of your troubles. I’m very sorry to hear that. Now I don’t do this for every client, but how would you like to take this a little further?…’‘Further? Punish him more! Do it. Yes!’ Katie said. The man smiled. It was done.**************Next morning came and several men woke up, dreary-eyed, and cursing themselves. Valentine’s Day was the perfect evening to fuck a vulnerable chick. Too bad they got too drunk to go out that night. One man, Josh, woke up a little differently.What the fuck is this on my dick? he screamed in his head, wondering what the hell a black cage was doing locking up his precious cock. How drunk did he get?A ringing bell sounded. Josh had no time to be worried about his locked penis. He also couldn’t believe his body was reaching into a closet and putting on his clothes without him telling it to do it! Where even was he? This wasn’t his room? Struggling to stop putting on the trousers or buttoning the shirt, he silently screamed in his head as he tied the bowtie in the mirror. He looked like some dorky waiter or a butler or something?A ringing again sounded and he marched leaving the room with two hands behind his back. He couldn’t stop a hand from knocking on a door, entering, bowing eyes downcast, and saying: ‘How may I serve you, Master?’The man, dressed casually in a dressing gown and reading a newspaper, looked up. ‘It’s time for my morning blowjob, servant. Don’t be late again.’‘No Master, of course not Master. I promise not to disobey you again Master,’ the words came out of him. It was like he was a puppet, pulled on a string, voicing words that had no meaning to him. But he was powerlessJosh couldn’t believe his body was doing this. Why was he bending his knees, his tongue licking his lips, his mouth filling with saliva? But then he licked his Master’s cock.At that moment, the anger and fury slipped away like a piece of errant dust. Only submissiveness remained. ‘Good boy, oh yes good boy,’ the man said, as he felt a willing mouth deep-throat his length. ‘Now we have a guest coming over today. You’ll be a good boy, won’t you? I want to see exactly what you’ve become. An obedient servant. A submissive slave. My cocksucker.’ -- source link

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