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> Camille's "Indecent Proposal"
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> Steve had done his homework much to my surprise. But then nothing about
>Steve should have surprised me.  He was successful, intelligent and
>completely charismatic. I had long since fallen in love with him.
>  I met Steve by chance. At least, I believed that it was chance encounter.
>But I now wonder. I was sitting alone at small quiet Bistro, that I light
to
>frequent. I was sipping a Cognac and was lost in the rhythms of the jazz
>singer. I did not see him enter but I felt his awesome presence as he took
>the place beside me at the bar. He was tall, red headed with an understated
>look of success but you immediately knew that he got what ever he wanted.
>Especially woman!!!  I was stunned when he asked me if I came here often. I
>not the type of woman that this type of drop dead gorgeous man tends to be
>attracted to. I am smart and somewhat pretty, a pound or two over weight. I
>have caramel colored skin and glasses that I slid to the side as he began
>spoke to me.
>
> He order me another and one for himself and we retired to a quiet table at
>the back.
>
>We talked for hours. Not of business, but of places and dreams and feeling.
>I did not know what he did, where he was from. But knew instantly, that I
>loved him and that somehow our future would entwined. As the evening drew
to
>a close, we looked around to see that the singer had long since retired for
>the evening. We were quite alone.
> Steve looked at his watch for the first all evening. "I need to go." I
gave
>him my number. "Camille, let me drive you home". "I live just around the
>corner." So we walked. He said goodnight. In an instant he was gone. I know
>this kind of man, this dream, would never call. I had learned that much in
>35 years. So I decided to enjoy the evening for what it was and not ruin it
>by wishing for what would never be. You see, I am realist and perhaps a tad
>bit jaded. Experience in this town taught me that. So I went on with life
>and true to my expectation I heard nothing from Steve.
> Three or four months went by and he was there as suddenly as he was there.
>"Remember me?" "Yes. I said softly." Unable to hide the smile which
betrayed
>my feelings "Yes, its good to see you again." I decided not to lead with
any
>of the several sarcastic comments that could have escaped my mouth.  "Sorry
>I did not call I was out of the country." He then told me that he was a
>"venture" capitalist of sorts with a bent for offbeat but profitable deals.
>He ran a company of diverse people who could put interesting deal together
>all over the world. I could tell that he had power and influence that he
was
>not afraid to use. But why was he attracted to me. I was smart, yes! Good
at
>what I did, recruit people. But I was again lost in his presence. We talked
>and closed the place again. He walked me home and asked me for a kiss and
>after lingering a bit, he was gone again.
> Now I was totally confused and in love. I realized I still knew little
>about him. Not even his last name so I could check out his story. So I went
>back to my life but the vision of Steve nagged on just below the surface.
>Months later things took an incredible turn. I had a dark secret that I had
>not revealed to Steve or anyone else besides few trusted partners. Over the
>last 5 years I had become a lifestyle submissive. During the week I went
>about my normal vanilla life and on the weekend I was tied and tortured and
>humiliated. It was a passion no ordinary man could sate. I never revealed
>this to Steve.
>
>One day several months hence, two men knocked at my door, They said they
>worked for Woodward Ventures. I came close to slamming the door in there
>faces when they produced a letter from Steve.
> "camille, my dear, I hope that you remember the wonder discussions we had
>at Chez Kaya's. Indulge me!  Come with these gentleman who are in my
employ.
>They will see to your welfare, I promise. I unfortunately could not come
>myself. Steve"
>
> Stunned to disbelief. I asked the two well dressed me to give me five to
>get my act together. I dressed quickly in a simple a short black dress that
>highlighted all my best features. I looked in the mirror glad that my hair
>was freshly braided, nails done to perfection. I reached down and remember
>the freshly shaven pubis and wondered if I would get the opportunity to
>explain all this to Steve. When I was ready and I left my house flanked my
>Steve's men.  I entered a limo with ‘WA' on the side. I was asked to make
>self comfortable. There was a set of head phones in the back. "The boss
>would like you to listen"
>  "camille, my dear ." It was Steve's voice. "We have been holding out on
>each other. You never told about your little weekend extra curricula
>activities." How in the name of God did he know about that. "And I did not
>tell you my affinity for sweet little chocolate slaves. So now is the time
>see how serious we both are. I have a proposal...You have 5 minutes and 5
>minutes only to decide. I offer you 1 million dollars to be my total
>absolute slave to do with as I please for a period I deem appropriate.
>During that time I will pay all your expenses at the end of your service to
>me you will have a Swiss bank account in your name with a balance of one
>million dollars. But you much come now, leave all identity behind. Leave
>your old life and all your free choice. My pet consider, do you really want
>to live the life of a slave? I will tell you nothing more that a promise
not
>kill you or maim you in anyway. Now decide, my pet." With that the
recording
>ended in utter earth shattering silence. A small gold stop watch was handed
>to me. My mind was reeling in disbelief. I knew Steve was powerful
>mysterious but I had not a clue of his dark side and..and wondered just how
>dark that side might it be.
> My first instinct was to flee. But Steve had done his homework well. He
>knew of my failed marriage, my restlessness, my sense of adventure and
>reckless nature. My business was slow and I had creeping money
>problems...But total power exchange in it purest form. I had played at
being
>a slave. Nothing more and only fantasized about such things. But the
reality
>of living it???? I looked up and 3 minutes had passed when I took note of
my
>body. My nipples stood erect, cunt dripping, my skin tingling. I was
stunned
>by my own reaction. I always considered my decisions, sorted out all the
>facts.  Now I did not have any of that but was making perhaps the most
>important decision of my life. Before I knew it my words betrayed me as
well
>and I uttered yes Steve......Yes yes, yes, yes yes !!!!!!!!!!!!
>
> In a instant a contract was placed in front of me that laid out the terms
>in Steve's recording it was signed by me and witnessed. The agreement was
>complete as was my enslavement. One of the men handed me a cell phone. It
>was Steve. "I am so pleased you have decided to join our little family." I
>whispered something " Don't be frightened, pet. Your joys have only just
>begun."  "I have a few orders for you. Before you come to me you must be
>properly prepared. My men will see to your preparation and I will be
>anxiously awaiting your arrival. Follow their orders as if they were from
my
>lips. Now. my pet, remove all you clothes immediately and leave then there.
>You have no further need of them.  My drivers are quite use to this, so
fear
>not. You will be making a stop along the way." I started to protest.
> His tone markedly changed, Steve said. "pet, I will let that go! As you
are
>new to my service. And not use to your new life. Again and you will be
>punished. You have no voice unless I permit you one. When we meet I will
let
>you know my commands. But until them I can assure you that I have
incredible
>ways to teach a wayward slave. " Steve laughed ominously. I shuddered with
>fear and said no more.
>
>As I took off me clothes I considered that this was going to be a very long
>limo ride.  And indeed it was, giving me lots of time naked, exposed and
>vulnerable, wondering just what I had gotten myself into. I was really a
>novice and knew that things went on in the scene that I had no clue about.
I
>was well going to find out so I settled in the silence of my thoughts. I
>notice the limo slowing and we pulled into a long driveway of a very
elegant
>Victorian house set well back from the road. I asked if this was Steve's
>house and the men said..."The house of your Master??? that is how you are
to
>refer to him...No....This is the house of Lady Helga. She is to see to your
>preparation before you are presented to Master." I nodded and was escort
>naked and shivering to her door.
> I was greeted by an elegant statuesque woman in her early 30's stunning
>clad in a long flowing kimono. She was blonde and of German decent with a
>hint of an accent. "My dear, you must be freezing. That naughty Steve....."
>She was a warm inviting sight in my confused state but I was to learn that
>she was not one to be under estimated. "Let's get you to bed. We will deal
>with this in the morning." I had not considered the lateness of the hour or
>how completely, exhausted I was. Lady Helga lead me upstairs and escorted
me
>to a small but comfortable bedroom. She instructed me to get some rest we
>would have a busy day ahead. As she left I heard her mutter "What has an
>interesting new toy Steve has brought himself this time." I was too tired
to
>consider her words more and off to sleep I went.
> I woke to a glorious day. It took a few minutes to come complete to my
>senses. Remembering my predicament and the uncertainties of my new life. I
>looked for my clothes and they were no where to be found. At that very
>instant, Lady Helga as if sensing my confusion, sauntered into my room.
> "Looking for your clothes, my dear. Get use to doing without." "I dare
say,
>your new Master likes his property utterly naked unless ordered by him to
be
>otherwise. He wants you properly marked and identified. But all that is to
>come, for now get bathed and come downstairs for breakfast we have much to
>discuss."
>I rushed though my toilet realizing that it took lots less time if one was
>to be unclothed at the end.  As I walked down to breakfast I had time to
>admire the elegance of this old but well kept house. I arrived in the
dining
>room and Lady Helga beckoned me to sit. A scantily dressed houseboy brought
>coffee and juice and asked me what I would like. "Eat well my dear you will
>need all you strength and Steve hates undernourished slave." My appetite
had
>return with a vengeance and I ate heartily.
> Helga began to spoke as I ate.
> "Steve sent you to me because you are very new to all this and he comes
and
>goes far too much to be about the business of training of a new slave. When
>you go to him you will be well attuned to his likes and dislikes. You have
>been given a wonderful gift, becoming the property of Steve." I listen
>intently as Helga continued.  "You will question nothing that is to take
>place, nothing. We will never put you in danger. You may be order to do
>things you find degrading, debasing or humiliating. Again, I stress you
will
>neither question nor resist. You will comply without hesitation. You will
>follow every order without question, hesitation or comment. You ask
>permission to speak at all times. If you are put beyond your limits of your
>endurance you will be given codes to let us know. You will be punished for
>any infraction to the rules and I assure you will not like that process.
You
>will be pleasured as your behavior warrants."
>
>"The first stage of your training will be to have you properly marked and
>identified." I felt like a piece of cattle and soon found out that was not
>too far from wrong. "First you will be fitted with a silver collar with a
>single ring much like O received." I had forgotten how I had mooned over
the
>story of O and now I was living her reality. "The collar will be locked at
>all times and Steve and I will retain the only keys. The collar will remain
>in place for the length of your service." I nodded.  Instantly a man appear
>ans took some measurements from my neck. A short time later a magnificent
>silver collar was secured to my neck and locked. It was amazing the effect
>the sound of that lock had on me. The tear ran uncontrolled down my cheeks.
>Not out of sadness but of the culmination of emotion. "Weep not, my dear.
>When you are properly trained and ready you will have a proper collaring
>ceremony." Lady Helga inspected the collar and when she indicated her
>approval the goldsmith took his leave. Helga then place a tag on the single
>rings that said "slave and cherished Property of Master Steve" It bore a
>strange insignia which appeared to be Celtic in origin. I would come to
know
>this well.  Helga indicated by the end of the day it would be totally
>apparent who I belonged to. I quietly wondered what next would be in store
>for me.
>Helga lead me downstairs to the basement where there  was a small but well
>equipped dungeon. In the corner, I noticed a fully equipped medical area. I
>was lead there and restrained with my feet raised in stirrups. I was given
a
>full medical internal exam and blood drawn. To assure I was disease free.
>After that various people appeared. I was fitted for a steel charity belt,
>corsets, incredible high shoes, slutty outfits and elegant but revealing
>gowns. The list went on and on. That complete...I was re-restrained to the
>medical table but this time much more securely. I was informed that I would
>be pierced for the first time I uttered a gasp terror. Helga grasped a
>viscous looking whip and cracked against my exposed clit. I shrieked!!!!
"Do
>you have a problem my dear?"
> I whimpered "No, Lady Helga". I knew that I was going to have to find the
>means within myself to endure what was to come. I would have to learn to
>find the pleasure in the pain and the abashment that was to come. I was
>without hope of rescue or escape and...I had consented to this I written my
>own contract for pleasure or hell. I searched my soul and wondered, could I
>endure? Would I rebel? Am I really this wanton slut I had pretended to be?
I
>knew that I would have ample time to understand lots of things about myself
>that I never knew was there.
> I could see preparations being made around my clit area and navel and
>nipples. I braced. I knew this was the most intense experience yet. I had
>considered piecing in the past but never so many and all at once. First my
>nipples were prepared, I could hardly watch. Lady H. flicked the crop over
>each one to bring them to attention. I have full breast with large round
>areolas which make for an excellent target. It was obvious part of my
>training had begun in terms testing my pain limits. My nipples reddened and
>erect Lady H gave the piercer the go ahead. I heard the pop of the needle
>and blinding pain ensure....I let out a deafening shrill. When the pain
>subsided a bit I looked down to find a beautiful gold ring encasing my
>nipple with diamond chip." A gift from your new Master, my dear." The
>process continued to the other nipple and to the clit area.
>Each time the area was viciously assaulted by the sting of the whip or
crop.
>I was at the limits of my endurance when it was over. Lady H figured my
cunt
>to find me dripping wet. She giggled do we have a little pain slut in the
>making.
> She then informed for the next month I could not touch myself or cum until
>were things healed a bit. I was horny as hell. We'll just have to
>concentrate on your other un- pierced holes....hee hee  hee."
>
> The bonds were released. I was too weak for much more. The pain between my
>legs was throbbing. I was helped to bed and dinner and off to sleep. Day
one
>of my enslavement was complete.
>
> I awoke after another night of weirdly erotic dreams and as I touched each
>of the newly pierced area. I smiled a bit knowing that they were a gift
from
>my yet unseen Master. I began to wonder why he had gone to these elaborate
>lengths and what exactly would be in store for me and when I was to be
>presented to him.  I asked Lady Helga at breakfast. She explained that
>Master had very specific likes in his slaves. She was a long time friend of
>his and at one time had been one of his slave when she was very young. That
>he only had one slave at a time. And the arrangements were much the same as
>hers. That way when he tired of a slave it he would assure her care after
>she left his service. She indicated that some times this arrangement last
>several years sometime more sometime less. Occasionally  arrangements were
>made to loan one out for a period of time to an important client.
> When I was properly trained I would be able to travel with Master. He had
a
>modified dungeon on board his jet, full dungeons in each of his homes and
>access to others in places that he traveled. I would not be expected to do
>household duties, he had a staff for that. He will use your body as he sees
>fit and will expect you to service him fully." Master has one interesting
>like. He loves sharing his slaves with his male dogs. He keeps a cage in
the
>house for his slave and the dogs to share. He has Shepards and Dobermans
and
>rotwielders.. I was speechless. Everything else she explained to me was
>erotic but this humiliation...how could I endure. I nodded.  Helga
>continued. "Master never uses the toilet alone. You will be there to assist
>him and drink all fluids from his cock as cum and piss alike as required.
>You will use the bathroom only with permission and where you are told to
>go." 'I can't do that.' The words escaped without thought out of utter
>amazement and disgust. "You can and you will. You are his property and you
>will or face incredible punishment."
>So the rules are a quite simple: "In his presence you must ask permission
to
>speak and to use the toilet. You will be unclothed unless otherwise
>instructed. You may never leave the house without permission and
unescorted.
>You will be available for use or service at anytime. You will given time
>each day for yourself and to discuss your needs. You will not question,
make
>excuses or debate. Any infraction will be followed by appropriate
>punishment. You will use the word Yellow when you approach your limits and
>red when you can endure no more."
>"camille, my dear, do you understand?" I nodded yes.
>I now knew fully what I had gotten myself into. She left me alone with my
>thoughts and the reality of my predicament. As she was leaving the room I
>asked permission to ask on additional question. "When do I go to my Master"
>She responded in about a month's time when my piercing were a bit more
>healed. And that would provide ample time for training. "Steve is out of
the
>country at present.
> By the way do you have a passport?"  "Yes, Maim"  She would get Steve's
men
>to retrieve it. Also that they paid off all my bills and the mortgage on my
>house and were having it taken care of while I was gone. I was
>stunned...aside from a few now irrate clients no one would miss me.........
>Now alone with my thoughts...I tried to visualize the life the lay ahead of
>me. Since I left home I had always been very independent. Even during my
>marriage. Never had a protector or truly submitted to any man. But I know
>the undoing of my marriage was just that. And what lead me into the scene.
>And now I was totally dependent, submissive. protected by a Master who I
>knew little of but whom I love and blindly put my trust in. That was a
>purely an emotional decision. That was my training for the day. Alone in
the
>silence of my thoughts and the nagging ache of my newly pieced body.
> The next morning. Helga told me that we would complete the identification
>process. A tattoo with Steve's family crest like the one on my collar would
>be place on my shoulder. I did not know at the time my ass was being
>reserved for something else. ...Helga showed me that she bore a similar
>tattoos. "My dear as you come to love and understand your Master you will
be
>proud to bare his markings." The tattoo was a piece of cake compared to the
>piercing.
>The first month of my enslavement went quickly. I had become use to the
>rigors of Lady Helga's training. My piercings were healing well.  I had
>learned the art of massage. I also learned about Steve's business empire
>which was even more vast than I imagined. But most I learned to be truly
>submissive. To give my will over without hesitation or question. That at
>times proved more difficult than I expected. Lady Helga seem to have a
knack
>for finding just the right bottoms to push to bring out those pockets of
>resistance, rebellion and retrain them. Punishment was often long hours of
>confinement in small cage and no access to the bathroom. Sitting crammed in
>my own piss and not allowed to touch myself or suspended by my hand so my
>toes just barely touched the ground. Never did punishment involve whippings
>as we were both quick to find out that I was a burgeoning pain slut.
> I had never been with a woman. Lady Helga taught me to service her orally
>and crave the sweat juice of her cunt.  I had never really had much anal
sex
>but since my cunt was off limits that was soon to change. I was given
>enema's and expected not to waste a drop which proved almost comical at
>first. But over time I was able to do it flawlessly. Lady H would routinely
>have me go about the day activities with a butt plug in place or ream me
>with a monestrous strap-on. She always kept my ass well redden and in the
>last few weeks the implement of choice was her much beloved cane. She was a
>stern, demanding Mistress but loving and understanding. She caressed and
>held me when she knew that I had gone to my limits and beyond. Assured me
>that I was protected and cherished and loved. Most evenings near
exhaustion,
>we would talk. I was allowed free time to express my feeling, fears and
>joys. We chatted almost like girlfriends.
> I knew it would prove difficult to leave her house. But it was apparent to
>all that I was indeed ready. I had changed much. I longed the touch of my
>still silent and mysterious Master. The day of my departure finally
arrived.
>I was attended to all morning like a lady-in- waiting. Bathed and massaged,
>perfumed and oiled. My make-up flawless. I was fitted with a stunning black
>brocade corset that exposed my breast. A delicate chain was attached to my
>nipple rings which dangled lightly over the corset. Seamed black stockings
>were attached to the garters and black 4 inch heels that showed my legs off
>beautifully. My hair had been re-braided the day before and my nails and
>feet done to perfection. I was encased in a leather hobble skirt that
>restricted my movements. I was not able to move without assistance.
>The same two men appeared to pick me up. I was a vision, transformed to a
>slut/lady. My eyes were cast on the ground. Lady H placed a full length
>ermine cape over my shoulders and I knew that I was ready. She kissed me
and
>held me and whispered how proud she was of me. In an instant......I was on
>my way.  It was about a 30 minute drive. We arrived at the gate of a
>rambling estate that was barely visible from the road. This house was much
>different from Lady Helga's. This was far more masculine sober but tasteful
>reeking of old money not new. The limo slowed to a stop and I was helped to
>the door.  I was greeted by an ancient butler and the men took me to the
>study. They laid me on a leather sofa and told me the Master would be with
>me directly. I barely had time to observe my new surrounds when Steve
>appeared.
> I whispered "Good evening Master" and cast my eyes back down to the floor.
>He removed my cape and lifted me in his powerful arms and without uttering
a
>single word he kissed me. A kiss so passionate that I could feel the fire
of
>it deep within my soul. I was his.
>"Welcome, my precious pet. I see Helga has done her usual fine job of
>preparation. You are a vision. Much change from our first encounter. And my
>dear you are mine. I am pleased you accepted my offer without hesitation. I
>know that it was a strange way for me to acquire a slave but due to the
>mature of my business I must have absolute discretion and privacy. I expect
>that from you at all times. You will be fitted with a discreet diamond
>collar that you will wear when we are out in public. You will introduced as
>my significant other. You will call me Steve, but with the confines of the
>house you will call me Master. Do you understand, camille?"
>  "Yes, Master, I understand and promise to abide your rules."
> " Now remove your skirt and let me admire my newly acquired property."  I
>did as ordered.... "Magnificent, my dear!!!" The corset reminded on. Helga
>had lace it well I felt stately despite the fact I was mere 5' 2" height..
>Master towered over me. He examined me and seemed satisfied that I was
>properly prepared. He was clad in a black trouser and silk smoking jacket.
>"My dear, this evening I have ordered a light supper and early to bed. I
>have cleared my schedule for the next week to attend to the rest of your
>training. For now I would be shown to my room." He order me to be down
>stairs for dinner in half and hour totally nude.
> A maid showed me to a room upstairs that appeared to adjoined Master's. It
>was beautifully decorated with a much more feminine hand than the rest of
>the house. I wondered what slave had preceded me here. I got the impression
>that it had been redone for me. The colors, soft mute teals were my
>favorite. A brief inspection of the closet revealed a carefully selected
>wardrobe, for play, business and formal....everything. There was a lap top
>and business journals. I suspected that Steve had plans that had yet to
>imagine. There was stereo with well select collection of  CD's's It was
>obvious that Steve had done his homework and was making every effort to
make
>me comfortable. But I was frankly a bit uneasy. I knew that he would want
>much in return. Was I up to the task I knew I was soon to find out just how
>dark his dark side would be. But for this evening it was going to be the
>loving side of my new Master that I would experience. I walked downstairs
>gingerly, by now use to being nude around the servants, thanks to Lady H. I
>found the dining room.
> "Sit next to me, my pet. For this evening speech restrictions are off. We
>will talk as we did in the Bistro where we first met. As supper is not
quite
>ready. I would like you to take a walk with me and meet so 'friends of
>mine."
>Stupid me thought he meant people. He lead me to a large room at the very
>back of the house, that adjoined the garden, Instantly I knew that...it was
>not people. I had forgotten Helga comments about his 'love for dogs' In the
>room were 4 large cages the last one empty, large than the others. The
other
>3 house three large male dogs who seem to look at me with baited breathe. I
>tried not to show my terror. He released each one. Each went right for my
>pubic area...But Steve held them back " There will be plenty of time for
>that later boys." I was trembling. Steve giggled, " They like you and I
>guarantee you will come to love them." Shaken I left the room filled with
>the vision of being raped by those huge dogs.
>  Supper was ready when we returned. We chatted as promised. He did most of
>the talking and soon we retired to his bedroom.  "You may undress me and
>prepare my bath and massage." It was the first time that I had seem him
>naked. I undressed him and drew a warm bath as I had been told he liked.
He
>was a stunning man muscular, massive shoulder. trim waist and a huge penis
>even in its now flaccid state. As I undressed him he ordered me to my knees
>and told me to show him how well I could attend to his cock. I dropped to
my
>knees and took his cock in my hands as I stroked it swelled to massive
>proportions. I knew why Lady H had use such massive strap-on's. She was
>preparing me for this. The instant I tasted his cock and felt it buried
deep
>inside of me I would be enslaved to it and him forever. As I sucked and
>rubbed and licked. A cane appeared from no where. It cracked viciously
>across my ass. And another and..... Each time I sucked the cane would
>strike. I knew better than to miss a beat. I caressed the pain as I did his
>cock. Needless to say, we never made it to the bath tub. My ass was raw and
>welted by the time he came in a gush in my mouth. I lapped up every drop of
>his cum like a suckling babe. He then probed my cunt to explore my
>piercings. I had been denied for so long it was hard to keep from cumming
>the instant he touched me but I knew better. And shortly Master was hard
>again and he penetrated me deeper and harder then I had ever been. And this
>time it took him considerably longer to cum. I was senseless. The cane
>dance, the passion, he ended by depositing his seed in my ass almost
ripping
>me apart. I slept for the first time as contented conquered slave.
> When I woke Master was already awake. "I am early riser, pet. You will
need
>to get use to that because I will expect you to be up before me".
> "Yes, Master" I said groggily know that I was any thing but a morning
>person.
> "Your training will begin in earnest. We will go thru the morning routine.
>You will be up and have coffee and paper by my side as well as my cane. You
>will not use the bathroom. When that is ready you will awaken me by
stroking
>and sucking my cock. No other way. If am awakened before that you will
>punished. Once awake you will accompany me to the bathroom and serve as my
>toilet consuming my morning piss. Then you will be allowed to shower and
use
>the toilet." I nodded.
>"Yes, Master" only beginning to come to my sense feeling the twinge of my
>bruised ass. "Then I will enjoy my coffee and paper as you make me cum,
>sharing the cane if you have been a good slave. While I shower and shave
you
>will feed a attend to the dogs." I knew this was going to be a job I hated.
>Then we will breakfast together. There will be free space for conversations
>when we can air your concerns. I will also give you the orders for the day.
>Your room is also free space I will not enter unless invited. I have tried
>to have it arranged to your liking. If there is something you need, please
>let me know. When I am out of town you will sleep in your room.  He hugged
>me and told me he was pleased so far and was sure I would be marvelous
>slave.
> As he let me go he said "slave, I need to use my toilet." I knelt in the
>walk in shower and received his urine in my mouth and face and cunt. I
>almost gagged. But over time I came to cherish this act of humiliation. We
>showered and he dressed.. "Later I will show what need be done with the
dogs
>but for this morning. At breakfast he explained that today we would
play....
>
> In the basement was a fully equipped dungeon. After breakfast he had some
>calls to attend to so I could go to my room..   The dungeon was incredible.
>It was down a set of winding stair with a ornate iron gate. The walls were
>brick and the ceiling had been raised to accommodate  suspensions. There
was
>fully equipped examining table, St Andrew cross, a whipping horse, a cage,
>suspension slings. table, chair. Wall full of whip, floggers, restraints
>ropes chains cuffs, vibrator, dildo. plugs, gags, needles, clamps...
>Everything you could imagine. Candles, ice etc. I was in awe.
>"Now, you will always enter this dungeon on your knees and crawl  unless
you
>are told otherwise."You are to cast your eyes cast on the ground. You will
>not speak except to call a safe word and you will never cum here unless
>instructed.  "Now pay homage to me by licking my boots." He had donned
>leather jack boots a leather vest and pants. I did as I was told. The
>debasement and humiliation were new to me and the most difficult to deal
>with.
> "Now bitch," his tone much different from before. "Crawl to the cage and
>enter".. He blindfolded me and locked me in. He cuffed my hands around the
>back so I was forced on my knees. He put a chain thru the loop on my collar
>and the cage further immobilizing me. My ass raised, he shoved a large butt
>plug in. "Bitch, you better keep it place till I get back. With that he was
>gone. I could hear the metal gate close as he left. It was quiet for
>sometime after that. I was aching all over.
> I heard the gate to the dungeon swing open. I knew instantly that Master
>was not alone. He unlocked the cage and removed the blindfold. He had the
>Shepard chained to the cage. He removed the butt plug and allowed me to
>stretch. Much enjoying my obvious predicament.  For the first time, I was
>not sure if I could do what I was going to be ordered to do. I asked
>permission to speak.  "Master"
> "yes, slut" " I have find the thought of sex with a dog revolting."
>"You do now, slave"....you could see his anger. "Your Master frankly
doesn't
>care. In fact, that will make it all the more enjoyable. You are my
property
>and I will do with you as I like. I assure you the alternative will be far
>far worse, if you refuse."  His tone changed again. "I think you may
>surprise yourself."  This was a darker side of Master than I had seem
>before.
> "Yes Master, I'll will do anything you ask", casting my eyes to floor.
>"Now staddle the dog and let him smell your wet dripping pussy, You can't
be
>too repulsed, pet, you are dripping pussy juice all over yourself."
>Quivering I complied, the dog instantly started to lick me. Then my body
>totally betrayed me as I began respond to the stimulation. Then I saw the
>hard pink cock of the dog. I was no better than a bitch in heat. In fact,
at
>that moment I was a bitch in heat. Master laid me on a bench that he had
>constructed for this purpose. Within an instant I was about to be raped by
a
>horny canine. As I was impaled by the canine member, I felt the cock swell.
>The dog buck ramming my cunt like it has never been rammed before. I begged
>to be able to cum. Master laughed hysterically as he gave his permission.
>"Repulsed? huh" He had to pull the horny dog off of me and I crawled away
>spent and reviled and knowing I wanted more. What kind of person could
react
>so to such  debasement. When the dog was secured Master held me a caressed
>me.
> I noticed a bugle in his pants.."You will attend to that before we are
>done. " I was permitted to crawl to the shower that was in the basement and
>clean up and refresh.
> "Well the afternoon is young."Master chuckled. "Let have some fun
exploring
>my dungeons. I have not really had time to fully explore my newest
>acquisition."
>Master lead me to the medical table and laid me down and inspected me
>completely. He attached a small chain to my labia rings and spread the lips
>wide. This was basically the first person to touch then since they were
>inserted. I held my breath but there was only a slight twinge.
> Master  then probed my inners. He has large hands but he skillfully
>maneuvered, 3 fingers in and then 4. I held my breath as the 5th went in. I
>screamed as his knuckles disappear in my vagina. The stimulation was
>incredible. I had never been fisted before. Master could feel the quake
>build with my cunt an ordered not to cum. That was easier said than done. I
>held back as long as I could begged again. Permission granted I came in
>incredible waves. Master, smiled as he with drew his hand. It was dripping
>with my juices. I licked it hungrily.
>"Well, well my dear you have a most accommodating cunt." " We have lots
more
>to explore."  "Yes, Master. That was the first time I have ever been
fisted.
>It was incredible, truly incredible"   "Lay there for a while and let me
>explore the rest of you". He played with my nipple rings connecting the
>chain from my hood ring rings, making for some interesting sensations.
>"Now I want to see if you are really the pain slut, Helga tells me you
are."
> I looked up at Master and tried not to grin.
> "We shall see"  "Climb off the table and crawl over to the cross. Now
stand
>facing the cross." He fit cuffs on my ankles and wrists. He spread my hands
>and legs spreadeagle securing me to the cross. I was a tad too short so my
>legs felt like they were splitting. "My dear. this is how I get my exercise
>in the morning. Swinging a whip"
>..... Master brought a beautiful had made whip to my lips to kiss. It
>lightly danced across my back, almost tickling me. Then he flicked it
>harder. It cracked across my back. His aim was perfect. He reddened my back
>to the tune of my gentle moans. He moved to my ass as inner thighs and back
>of my legs. His strokes were rhythmic and force full. I was reddened and
>well warmed up.  "Now my little cunt, I will see what you are made of."
>Master went to the wall of the dungeon and retrieved paddle, cane and
single
>tail.
>"Now love, remember  your safe words. I am going to hit you harder than you
>have ever been hit before.
> "Yes Master, I remember." I braced not knowing the real power that my
>Master could wield.  He started with the paddle across the cheeks of my
ass.
>He alternated cheeks. He wacked each with increasing force. I shuddered
into
>the cross, with each thud. I lost count of how may. I was struggling to get
>into sub space, struggling to get conquer the pain. My moans turned to
>screams, Every few whacks Master would caress and rub my hot ass. Then he
>would pull on the chain connecting my nipples and hood.
>He fingered my clit. "Good lord girl, you are dripping." He found a small
>cat and flicked it one the lips of my clit and lips causing me to scream .
> "I love to have my slaves cum, screaming" He then pick up the cane. Each
>swing was more vicious than the next. "Your brown skin takes longer to
>redden. But the cane is making its mark nicely. I like to be able to see my
>handiwork when I am done."  I barely heard a word he said. I was screaming
>and floating on the pain at the same time. I heard myself beg for more.
>Master obliged with the single tail. The agony was incredible. He laced it
>on my ass and between my legs. I was close to my threshold and oh so near
to
>cumming as I begged him for sweet release which Master granted. I came
>harder than I had ever before, Master soothed my ass with a block of ice
and
>released me from the cross. The combo of the fisting and the cross. I was
>unable to stand and collapsed in his arms. He whispered "Helga was right.
We
>do have a little pain slut in the making"
>"Before you will be allowed to leave the dungeon you must make you Master
>cum." I looked up at him trying to rally some strength. I opened his pants
>relieve to find him rock hard already. I remove the loose fitting pants and
>crawled between his legs. I stroked his cock with both hands and flicked my
>tongue over the head licking the pre-cum that had collected. I encircled
the
>head in my mouth and moved one hand down to attend to his balls. It was all
>I could do to deep throat his massive member but I did, gagging in the
>process. I pulsed up and down the entire length of his cock first very
>slowly then increasing with each stroke. I was getting off just with his
>cock in my mouth. I fucked his cock wildly now, feeling him pulse and grow.
>As that happened I stop sucking and straddled him and force my dripping
cunt
>downward with all the force I could muster. That went on till he realized
my
>legs were giving out. He turned me over and finished his pleasure in my
ass.
>He rammed in an out each time he hit my bruised checks it was like he was
>still caning me. He spewed his seed in me and we were both happily spent.
>After a shower we were off to lunch were sat very gingerly. And so my week
>of training had begun.
>
> I would come to find out that Master like to play during the day alone and
>with the dogs. Evenings were reserved for entertaining sometime in public
or
>with in private with very select friends who he share or give me to for the
>evening. He had me fitted with a electronic stimulating device in my cunt.
>He had a transmitter implanted so even at public events he could exercise
>his control over me. I was strictly forbidden to react.  During that week,
>we explored the dungeon together. Master had a wonderful way of keeping me
>happily floating in subspace.
>
> Saturday evening was to be my formal collaring ceremony and a select few
>trusted friends were to be invite. I was not privy to the arrangements but
I
>knew Lady Helga was among the guests. The house was a buzz. Master selected
>with my attire, approved my hair and make up, every aspect of my
appearance.
>He selected red silk strapless gown with a slit to my hip. It was elegant
>with just a trace of bawdiness. My hair was piled high atop my head. I wore
>long kid gloves Simple stiletto red pumps, white stocking and garter.
Master
>wore black silk shirt and pants. I was given a red silk blindfold that was
>put into place before I went down stairs. I had no idea what was to occur.
>When the time came and I was lead blindfold and cuffed to the large
solarium
>at the rear of the house. I was placed in the center of the room and told
to
>kneel and hold perfectly still until I was given additional instructions. I
>could hear the crackle of the fireplace and soft music in the background. I
>could tell that I was in utter darkness.
>Shortly I heard Master's voice."Friends, I want to present to you my most
>cherished slave, camille" Suddenly I was forced to my feet. I knew that
>there were others in the room but I could not tell who they were. I sense
>Lady H's perfume and was pleased she was among the guests..
>  "This collaring will consist of three parts the first will begin now."
>Master continued, "I would like to present my new property for your
>inspection and approval." He then chained my cuffed hands to a hook in the
>ceiling and winched it until I was on tip toes.  They looked on as Master
>produced a large knife and cut the dress from my body. My skin crawl as I
>could feel the cold sharp blade graze my most sensitive parts. The knife
>danced as the garment released in shreds on the floor around me. "That's
>better, slaves should be naked!!! Now, I invite you to inspect this slave
>completely." In an instant, I was being probed by a dozen or so hands: bit
>and licked and tasted. No of part of me was left untouched. I felt like a
>prize mare going up on the auction block.  I let my mind wander back. In
the
>last week. I was yet again transformed. Master had seem to that. He played
>my emotions and my body like an orchestra leader. As I accepted each new
>humiliation, I had to deal with the implications of my actions and the
>acceptance of those actions. He was there to provide not only the physical
>but emotional support. I had become emotionally enslaved as well as totally
>physically and sexually. This allowed me new space I had not experienced
>before. For me it appeared that with every inch of control I give, and
trust
>me that it was given, a space is freed in my psyche. I was able to make me
>better able to turn external stimulus into pure endorphin energy.
>Translated...a strong ability to connect pain stimulus to my pleasure
>centers. I am not sure any of this make sense, it doesn't really to me. But
>I find that during play sessions I can frequently achieve a meditational
>state.
> I returned to hear my Master's voice. "Now I asked that you each pleasure
>my little pain slut." I knew there were six attendees because I was hit
with
>six different toys. You are allowed to strike her anywhere you please. She
>will be good enough to count for you. 50 strokes!!! The first was with a
>crop. I was peppered with cracks all over my body, next a quirt, floggers,
>paddle, cane and finishing with a single tail.  I counted each stoke, miss
>counted once, I thin,. allowing that Dom to start again. I thanked each one
>as he finished. By the time the last was done I was bruised and reeling in
>pain. There was no way that I was going to let my Master down, I took each
>blow for him proudly.
> " Next, my friends she must be properly raped, Each will have time to
>pleasure yourself in any hole of your choice. I was released still
blindfold
>on to a soft table, One by one each raped a different orifice till I was
raw
>and covered with semen. The last was Lady H's fisting me. I was in darkness
>vulnerable and not know where the next assault was coming from.
> "Part one is complete. My slave and I thank you for your enthusiastic
>participation. Please, retire to the dinning room for refreshments while I
>prepare camille for the rest of the evening." As soon as the last guest had
>left the room Master grabbed me in his arms, "My love you were
>extraordinary. You were the envy of every Master in the room."He removed
the
>blindfold and kissed me deeply. "You will need all your resolve for the
next
>part." I trembled in his arms knowing that I would do anything he asked of
>me but I had no clue was in store." I was utterly his slave. I had a bit to
>eat and drank, some champagne. I showered and regained my composure.
>
>Before the guest were invited I was cuffed hands and feet over a whipping
>horse, very securely. the blindfold restored. Master asked then to make
>themselves comfortable he would continue with the final parts of the
>collaring. "I cannot complete the collaring of this slave until she is
>properly and totally marked with my symbols ownership. Notice the tattoo on
>her shoulder. This is my family crest. Now I will brand her with that same
>insignia." I gasped terrified. I vowed to take Master's brand and not to
>utter one sound. I could hear the iron hiss as it went into the fire and
the
>searing heat as it approached my rear. I seem to feel nothing. I was in
>another place as the aroma of burning flesh filled the room and my skin was
>permanently imbue with the mark of my Master. I was in a space I had never
>experienced before. It was surreally erotic.........
>  When I returned to my senses I thanked my Master. Everyone including and
>especially my Master must of been stunned at my reaction.
> He released me an whispered."I love you" My blindfold was removed and I
>received the admiration and respect of all in attendance. But I was
>oblivious to everyone and everything except my Master.
> In a short while. He asked me to kneel at his feet I did so kissing each,
>Lady Helga was at his side. As my head lowered I felt my collar release.
>"Stand, camille!!!!!!!!!!!" I took you from your home. I now release you as
>ask you to come willingly as my slave. I will honor all my commitments if
>you choose  not to accept. I ask you to join me freely, without contract or
>coercion.
> I whispered, "Yes, I am yours. I am love you as well." With that Master
>placed a diamond collar on my neck and locked it securely into place. I
knew
>I would be his forever.
> the end of the beginning.
>Authored by blacklace...
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