Ethan was once a man who commanded respect. A dominant, a businessman, a man in control. But when he foolishly wagered himself in a high-stakes bet with Mistress Veronica, his life took a sharp, irreversible turn.
Now, he is no longer a man. He is a pet. A plaything. A public slut.
From the moment he knelt at Mistress Veronica's feet, his fate was sealed. Stripped, collared, caged, and trained, he was molded into something new-something designed to be used, displayed, humiliated, and broken in ways he never could have imagined.
Each lesson brought a new level of degradation. Dressed in delicate pink lace, plugged and stretched, forced to crawl before an audience, teased until he was a whimpering mess. His body became a spectacle, a source of amusement for the powerful women who watched his training with hunger in their eyes.
The humiliation didn't stop there. Mistress Veronica ensured his complete public destruction, parading him through an elite club where he was forced to serve drinks, his exposed, plugged hole available for inspection and amusement. He was strapped down, taken by merciless machines, forced to beg for his own humiliation as women laughed at his desperate, denied arousal.
But Mistress Veronica had one final lesson for him.
The ultimate breaking.
Dragged back to her mansion, bound and restrained, Ethan was made to accept the final truth of his existence-he would never be free again. Used, filled, stretched, fucked into oblivion, he learned that resistance was futile. His body no longer belonged to him. His pleasure, his pain, his very identity were now the property of the women who owned him.
This is not a story of defiance.
This is a story of complete and irreversible submission.
A story of a man's fall from dominance into absolute, shameless, aching servitude.
Ethan is no longer Ethan.
He is nothing more than a public slut.