I make my way into the dusty attic of my master's home, my bare feet leaving footprints in the dust as I walk, a slight draft flowing over my naked and shaven body, my only clothing being my metal collar, my most treasured possession, a pair of steel wrist and ankle cuffs, each with rings attached, and my chastity cage, the endless source of painful frustration but also lustful longing.
I begin to do as instructed and clean the long neglected room, only ever addressed when spring cleaning cones around. I cough slightly as I accidentally bump into a pule of boxes, sending a cloud of dust into the air, one that I stick my face into as I catch the unstable stack of boxes. I pause in horror as I watch a shiny object tumble out and bounce on the hard floor. Quickly rebalancing the boxes I quickly and worriedly move over to thw fallen object, hoping not to have damaged one of my master's possessions. I turn it gently in my hand, carefully observing the golden lamp, relieved to not see any dents, cracks or scratches, as I am already holding it I proceed to give it a clean and rub thw dust off of it before placing away. As I rub the lamp I feel a sl8ght tingling from it and see a cloud of colourful smoke pour out of the spout and swirl and form a man, I look on in shock and surprise as he stands in front of me.
"I am the genie of the lamp! I can grant you three wishes." I stare as he looks around before seeing me, he looks confused as he looks 9ber my thin, naked, shaven, collared and locked body.
"So, what is it you wish for? Freedom? Clothes? Release from that device? Kind if the opposite of my last master's wishes." His suggestions seem rather ridiculous to me, why would I want freedom?
"My greatest fear is to be set free, to no long be with my master. I wish to serve eternally." The genie looks confused but shrugs.
"Very well, from this day forth you will forever be enslaved, you will spend eternally in servitude, no one will ever think to grant you freedom, you will just be sold and inherited like property." With that he clicks his fingers, as he does I feel my collar, cuffs and chastity become solic metal with no loints and r openings, almost as if they're niw part of my body, qnd a wave of relief flow over me and smile, knowing that I willbjever have to worry about being abandoned and freed, the feel of my collar never leaving me is all I could ever want.
"What would you like your second wish to be?" I wonder what else to ask, my mind worrying that I may not be good enough, like earlier when I knocked over those boxes.
"I wish to be the best slave I can possibly be. Never making mistakes and never complaining, always pleasing my master in the best way possible, never saying no, no matter how humiliating or degrading your task, always grateful, always accepting of any pain or pleasure given to me. My only thoughts, dreams and desires should be of serving my master, my own personal wants and needs are unimportant." The genie looks slightly concerned but clicks his fingers once again.
"It is done." As he says it I feel my mind change, new skills and information enters my mind, as the slightest whispers of doubt and rebellion that weren't already trained out of me disappear, never able to be reached again, replaced by the ever growing desire to serve, love and please my master.
"So what is your final wish dutiful slave?"
"I wish to never need food, water, to use the bathroom or sleep and to never be unwell, to always be able to serve me master and never be a burden, sustained by the pleasure of others along and only craving that and the cum and piss of others." I again watch as the genie clicks his fingers.
"Done you will never need to eat, drink or sleep to survive, although you will still feel hunger for cum and thirst for piss, and you never need to go to the toilet again but you will still gain a fall bladder, only able to relieve it on your master's orders. Your only source of sustenance will the pleasure you give to others and the cum and piss that they feed you, into your mouth or ass, you can still eat and drink on command but it will not fill you, nor will it taste as good as that which comes directly from your master. You will also jevwr be ill or warevwith age or suffer from infuries, your body will heal from any damage, meaning that your master can be as rough and sadistic with you as they wish and it not affect your abilities to serve." I smile and bow to the genie, joy flowing over my body as new cravings and desires fill my body, a need to taste and swallow my master's precious and delicious cum, my caged cock straining against the metal of its eternal prison in response, only fuelling my desires more.
"Thankyou kind genie for making all of my wishes come true. I only wish to bring yiu to my master to help make his life better." The genie gives a smile.
"No need slave, for your master already used his three wishes long ago to aquire you, and it looks like it worked out for him." I smile at the revelation, pleased to hear that my master wished for me to be his, the knowledge only making me love him more and driving me to prove myself to him more than before.
As the genie returns to his lamp I pick it up akd carefully place it back inside the box, and begin to absent mindedly and happily clean and tidy the attic, content in my duties, desiring my master's pleasure at my work, my cock straining in its now permanent cage as I think of other ways I can make my master happy, comforted in the knowledge that I'm forever his and any future owners.