Permanent Ownership and Total Pussification
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Permanent Ownership and Total Pussification
The Chastity Contract
Part 5
Jace Thorne
Copyright © 2026 by Jace Thorne
All characters in sexual situations are age 18 and over.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Permanent Ownership and Total Pussification
I woke up to the now-familiar feeling of cum still slowly leaking from my ruined hole.
The sheets beneath me were soaked. My ass felt soft and puffy, completely loose after the brutal breeding from Ellis and Marcus the night before. Every tiny movement made more thick seed trickle out and run down my crack. The heavy plug they’d left in overnight kept everything plugged inside, but it no longer felt tight—my hole had been stretched so thoroughly it barely gripped the toy anymore.
My tiny locked clit was sore and red from all the slapping. The steel cage felt even tighter than usual, the ring digging into my swollen balls.
Ms. Reyes entered without knocking. She took one look at the mess on the bed and sighed.
“Up. On all fours. Let’s assess the damage.”
I rolled over and presented myself, knees spread, ass high. She pulled the plug out slowly. A wet flood of cum immediately poured out of me onto the sheets.
“Very good,” she said clinically. “Properly pussified. Still gaping even after hours. The brothers will be pleased.”
She cleaned me roughly with a warm cloth, then helped me into the shower. While I washed, she laid out my “outfit” for the morning: just the collar, cuffs, and the harness that framed my pathetic caged clit.
When I was kneeling in the study ten minutes later, Ellis and Marcus were already waiting.
Marcus grinned the moment he saw me.
“Morning, baby clit. How’s that loose little family cunt feeling today?”
I flushed. “Still open, Sir…still leaking…”
Ellis circled me slowly, then crouched and spread my ass cheeks with both hands.
“Perfect,” he murmured. “Look at that soft, puffy pussy. We really did a number on you last night.”
He pushed two fingers inside me easily—no resistance at all. My hole swallowed them without protest.
Marcus laughed. “It barely even closes anymore. We’ve turned the boy into a proper cunt.”
Ellis stood up and looked down at me with dark satisfaction.
“Tonight is special, Alex. We’re making your ownership permanent.”
My stomach dropped.
Ellis continued calmly. “We’ve commissioned a new custom chastity cage. Much smaller tube, tighter ring, heavier steel. It will be physically locked onto you with a new guiche piercing— right behind your balls. Once that piercing heals and the cage is secured, there will be no removing it without cutting it off. You will be permanently caged for the rest of your life.”
Marcus stepped closer and flicked my current cage hard, making it swing.
“And that tiny, useless little girl-clit inside? It’s never coming out again. ...