I understand you said it was far too detailed to answer in a simple anon post, but I am fascinated by your process and dedication to this customization you talk about. Would you ever be willing to take that time to write about the experience and process?
I have owned my slave for over 15 years now. To go back all those years and recall experiences and processes is almost impossible. But let me lay out a few things which may help you understand.
First of all, the process varies completely on what aspect of him I am customizing. I have found behaviors are best ingrained and then strengthened to habits and then needs through basic behavior modification techniques. I found the basics in books on what motivates young boys to behave as well as on how to train animals. I enjoyed doing this, but the most satisfying aspect was when a given behavior I wanted in him went beyond simple obedience and became something he needed to do for his own satisfaction.
Customization of his body of course depended on what I was customizing. Removing his adult male hair was simple enough. But again, it was most satisfying when he not only accepted he would have no such hair, but no longer wanted it because it did not fit his self-image.
Shrinking his penis was something I had not originally planned; only to place him in chastity and deny his ability to have an orgasm. Once in a cage, though, it became obvious that his penis became smaller to accommodate a tight cage. Once I realized that, I started buying successively smaller cages. Now he has a little boy’s penis, which goes well with his lack of adult mail hair on his groin. He likes it now – and his acceptance end pleasure with having a boy’s penis is very satisfying.
Taking away his ability to orgasm was also an enjoyable experience. It was hard for him. He went through several months of mourning for his masculinity. Sullenness, depression, crying at unexpected times. While I would console him, I would not let up on my intention. This was an experience which bonded him closer to me. He was suffering. I was the one who caused it. I was the one he turned to for comfort. I liked that.
I had not realized how much he had come in accepting his inability to have an orgasm. A couple of years ago I was edging him and I accidentally took it too far and he spurted. He had not had an orgasm since I had permanently aged him many, many years earlier. I was very pleased to find out he did not enjoy the orgasm. Does not want another one.
In terms of making him dependent on me, eliminating his friends from his life was a lengthy effort. I realized that simply denying him the ability to be in contact would simply result in his wanting them more. So, I simply allowed the friendships to die naturally through ever decreasing contact among them. All friendships die as contact diminishes and eventually stops. I also made sure to replace them with friends of mine and their slaves, so he was not left rudderless.
There are some aspects of his customization where I send him to classes, workshops even school to lean what I wanted him to learn. In these cases, I place my standards high for his accomplishments and felt, I suppose, like a proud parent as he gained the skills and knowledge I wanted him educated in.
There are a host of other ways I have customized him. His values, his morals, his self-image, where he gets his self-respect, his clothing, his day-to-day routine, his work life, etc. There is no aspect of his life I have not modified to be the way I want it to be.
As anyone reading this might guess, I am an extreme control freak. But one of the reasons I sought to own a male was so I could create in him exactly what I wanted in a male. I have worked hard to do it, but I now have what I want, he is fulfilled being what I want, and life is, overall, good.
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