In a different part of Plugs, Whips, Chains, and Smiles, Chrissie was taken to a room with two other staff members in addition to Carlos.  In the middle of the room was an uncomfortable looking table with a large hole just right for a man’s cock and balls to dangle through.  Chrissie had seen that kind of table in e-stim videos but she thankfully didn’t see anything like that kind of equipment in the room.  That made her suddenly think of castration.

Chrissie was helped onto the table and her penis and balls were carefully guided through the hole.  She was then strapped down securely, with her crotch held to the table almost painfully tight.  She started whimpering and said, “Blake said he doesn’t want me castrated.”

Carlos stroked her black hair.  “Relax, your genitals will not be harmed in any way.  Even if castration was Mister Fartrotter’s request, which it most explicitly is not, we don’t do that kind of a medical procedure in a non-sterile place like this.”

Chrissie was relieved but still scared.

Carlos continued, “In a moment you will feel your genitals being submerged in warm water.  It might make you need to urinate.  You are free to do so, of course.  The system is designed to accommodate such things.”

“W-What is this for?”Chrissie asked.

“The warm water will help your scrotum relax and your balls will hang lower from your crotch.  It is needed for fitting some special custom sex toys and later the measurments will also be used for some of the outfits that Mister Fartrotter has ordered to be custom tailored and shipped to you.” While Carlos didn’t lie, he was under orders not to reveal part of what Blake had ordered for Chrissie.

“O-Okay,”Chrissie replied nervously.

After a few seconds Chrissie’s eyes went wide.  “Um, Carlos, that’s getting hot.”

“Keep calm.  It will just make you become erect.  We need measurements of your penis when it is hard as well as soft.”

Chrissie squirmed.  “Fuck, I feel like I’m just about to cum, but can’t quite…”She started whimpering again and kept herself from pleading for release or saying that she ‘needed’to cum.  She wanted it to be Blake or Candy that would give her release, but would accept it from anyone at that moment.

She was fully erect almost immediately and the liquid was lowered away.  A medium sized gel-filled cone was carefully slipped over her cock, worked inside her sheath, and gently pressed all the way to the bottom.  She couldn’t tell quite what was going on but it felt really weird.  After two minutes the gel had set and it was carefully withdrawn.

The container of liquid was raised back up.  A different chemical was added to it and Carlos explained, “You should feel your penis growing numb.  Do not fight it, that is being done intentionally.”

“W-Why do you need me to be numb?”

“As I previously explained, this is to properly size a custom sex toy that Mister Fartrotter has ordered for you.  You do not want sex toys that are not the right size and we can’t take accurate measurements if you get getting harder or softer as we measure.”

“O-Okay.”

“I will swear on my precious testicles, my own castration, that your penis will not be harmed and that you will not be castrated, if that would soothe your fears.”

Chrissie merely whimpered.

When Chrissie’s penis was completely flaccid and withdrawn inside her sheath, the container of warm liquid was lowered again.  Carlos explained that they were now taking measurements and to just relax.  With everything numb, Chrissie didn’t feel the second gel-filled insert that was gently slid all the way down to the inside base of her sheath.  It was held in place for two minutes then gently pulled out.  This took a perfect casting of her soft penis.  The diameter of her scrotum where it was closest to her sheath was measured, as was each testicle.

With everything done, the other two employees left and Carlos said, “We now have molds of your penis flaccid and erect.  Any measurements needed are now available and on record for any future requirements.  You need to stay in place until the numbness wears off.  Carlos bent down and snapped a picture with his camera.  He showed it to Chrissie, verifying that her balls were still in place and unharmed even though she could not feel them or her penis.  There was a faint pink tint to her fur everywhere that the water had been.  Carlos then forwarded the picture to Blake, who sent it on to Candy.

Ten minutes later a store employee came in carrying a small unmarked box.  “This one is ready for a fitting,”the woman said.  

“What is it?”Chrissie asked, unable to see what was going on.

“It is a surprise for you that Mister Fartrotter ordered,”Carlos said evasively.  “Has any feeling returned yet?”

Chrissie shook her head.  “Not yet.”

“Okay, we will be extra gentle with this.” Carlos nodded to the woman to proceed.

What Chrissie didn’t know or feel was happening was the insertion of several sterilized sounding rods until the maximum diameter of her urethra was established.  The largest catheter that could be used without causing any bleeding was then inserted.  It only went about three quarters of the way down her penis instead of all the way into her bladder so that it could transport both urine and semen.

Next a cone just large enough for Candy’s flaccid penis was lowered down with the catheter threaded through a hole slightly offset from the top of the cone, which had a tab with a small hole through it on the end.  The bottom of it rested just shy of the base of her sheath.  A small nut was threaded over the catheter to secure it in place.

The third and final piece was a little more complex.  It was a tube much like the one inside the sheath, but split up the bottom side.  The split allowed it to be carefully placed around Chrissie’s sheath.  It was specifically designed for people who chose to leave their sheaths natural, rather than having them separated from their bodies so that the penis had more range of motion for things like urinating.  

The threaded nub of the catheter was aligned with a hole leading to a hollow cavity inside of the outer shell, which ran all the way down to the ring that went around Chrissie’s scrotum where any fluids could exit at the base of her scrotum.  The ring also kept her balls separated from accidentally going up inside her body.  Each testicle had to be individually worked through the ring and then her scrotum was manipulated until everything was properly in place and resting naturally.

The final step was the padlock.  There was a tab of the end of the outer cone on each side of the sheath slit.  It was aligned with the tab from the inner piece and then the two pieces were locked together.  It was now impossible for Chrissie to become even slightly erect or have her penis extend out of her sheath.  The double cone would even make holding a vibrator to it practically useless.  

The lock clicked closed and Chrissie was now in long term chastity.  No less than once a year she would have to have it removed for cleaning and reapplying of a long lasting coating that prevented any infections.  Aside from that, and having to sit down to pee or let it leak down the back of her scrotum, Chrissie could continue her normal life, just totally unable to stimulate her penis.

Carlos and the woman released Chrissie from the table and helped her to her feet.  The back of the door had a full body mirror and Chrissie was shown her new chastity device for the first time.  A picture was snapped and sent to Blake.  Then Carlos explained about how urine and semen could come out of the hole on the bottom, as well as the need for yearly maintenance.

“Yearly?”Chrissie shrieked.

“Eighteen months at absolute maximum but most dominants prefer not to push it past 12 or 13 months.”

“What happens if I get hard?”

“It is not possible.  Your penis will swell to fill the inner cone, but that is all.  It may take…some getting used to.  Some people, like me for instance, find that chastity makes them constantly aroused.  For a submissive like you, it will allow you to focus entirely on pleasuring your masters and not have to waste time or energy on your penis.  It is much more enjoyable for most people than making one into a nullo.”

“But Blake wants me to keep my cock and balls.”

“Exactly.  You still have them.  Your semen will still be fertile, it will just have to be…coaxed out of your body.  You will also need at least monthly prostate milking, but from what all I have been instructed you will be receiving almost constant anal stimulation so you should remain quite healthy.”

“Constant anal?”

“Yes, which is our next stop.  We need to discover how elastic your anus is and what your current limits are, then we can provide the toys needed to stretch you further until you will be able to take your Master’s penis.  I must say, Mister Fartrotter has a wonderfully challenging endowment.  If you will excuse me saying so, I am somewhat jealous of you and your sister.”

“I-I-I can’t cum ever again.”

“Nonsense!  You just can’t masturbate or penetrate.  I can tell you from experience that it is quite possible to ejaculate while soft.”

Chrissie was in shock at what had been done to her without even the faintest hint it was coming.  This was not how she imagined things going, but the more she thought about it the more sense it made.  Who was Chrissie ever going to fuck?  Her sister’s mouth, pussy, and ass belonged to their master.  Chrissie realized that she had no right to expect to get to use any of those avenues.  And Blake.  Well, he didn’t like anal play, and Chrissie would be out of place asking their master to ever lower himself to sucking her cock again.  As for masturbation, Chrissie remembered reading in a lot of porn that a submissive masturbaitng without being commanded to do so was rebelling against their master.  Chrissie realized that being locked in chastity was the correct thing for their relationship, whether she wanted it or not.

All the while Chrissie had been working all of this through in her head, Carlos had been leading her to the anal play section of the shop.  She realized that he had been talking to her the entire time, but she had lost everything he said.  “I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening.”

Carlos sighed in frustration but said, “I suppose that is understandable since you had no foreknowledge that this was planned.  If you had chosen any of the other vows in the safe room, I could have advocated for you with your master.  Your choice of vows gives him the right to make all decisions about your body that don’t harm it.”

Chrissie nodded slowly.  “I love him that much.”

“Then he, Madam, is a very lucky man.”

Chrissie sobbed for a few moments then wiped her eyes dry and assured Carlos that she was okay.  What she should have said was that she was going to be okay.  At that moment, she was still half hoping that it was all a bad dream.  A bad dream that caused her little penis to strain against the inner cone, reminding her even more that she couldn’t touch it ever again.

Carlos nodded.  “Perhaps we should give you a little bit of time with your sister before your enema.”

“Enema?  I cleaned out at home”

“It is company policy before extended anal fittings.  If you are clean, then it will be a quick affair and we can get on to the good stuff.  If not, well one must avoid, shall we say mudslides, at all costs.  Few people are accepting of such things, and no one here wants to have to deal with cleaning up after such a dreadful occurrence.”

Chrissie nodded and told Carlos that she wanted to get it over with.  Thirty minutes later she returned from the enema station, confirmed to be clean and ready for the anal stage of their shopping trip.  She realized that despite the red urinal on her collar no one had actually used her, not even Carlos who had been with her the entire time.  Of course she hadn’t urinated either, even with the warm liquid on her genitals earlier.

“Carlos, why hasn’t anyone made me…you know, drink from them?”

“It will happen soon, but at this moment there are 9 different usable urinal submissives in the building, so there has not been a need for anyone to interrupt us.”

Chrissie blushed.  She had no idea so many people were really into watersports.  She knew there were some, but 9 people at once in just one store?  That was porno levels.  She briefly wondered what it would be like if they formed a big circle and drank from each other in series, over and over and over again.  She could feel her cock straining against the cone, throbbing with need.  Carlos’hand on her shoulder snapped her out of that fantasy and she simply grinned and blushed, lowering her head.