"Have you done those reports yet?" I see Mike sigh in irritation.

"No, I'm still working on it, maybe you could give us a hand if you want it to go faster." Mike is such a bad employee, especially since I got promoted over him.

"I'm busy and talk like that to me again and I'll cut your overtime." His eyes burn with anger and he goes to say something but stops himself and walks off. I smile, I love being in control and dominating others, I'll break Mike eventually, he'll learn to respect those above him. I return my focus back to my screen and finish filling in the booking forms for my holiday, warm sunny weather, a 5 star luxury resort, with a spa, restaurant, pool, casino, performances and even shops, all in one place, plus a 1st class flight there and back included. I definitely need a break, especially from Mike. I look at the work schedule and sign off my holiday, Mike requested that time off as well but the idiot can work for a change,  plus he deserse to be punished for his attitude. Sighing with a relaxed feeling I get up from my desk and put on my jacket, time for lunch. I smile as I pass Mike typing away happy that unlike him I'll soon be on holiday relaxing in the sun while that lazy git spends his time at his desk working.

I walk into the arrivals area of the airport pulling my suitcase behind me, in the crowd I see a driver holding a card with my name on it. I smile and thank him as he takes my luggage and follow him to the waiting car. The driver opens my door and I climb in, the air conditioning it refreshing after being in the stuffy airport, i can't waiit to get to the hotel and enjoy the pool. I watch the beautiful scenery as I'm driven to my well deserved vacation, I worked hard getting my promotion, well a few evenings with the boss didn't help either, he was surprisingly energetic for an elderly gentleman.

The car pulls up outside a large building and my door is opened, as I get out I look around confused, this doesn't look anything like the resort on the website looked like. I go to turn to ask the driver a question but he's already getting into his car and I watch in frustration as he drives off. In the warm heat I check my phone only to find no signal, rolling my eyes and groaning with annoyance I grab my suitcase and start to look around, maybe this place has someone I can borrow a phone from or something. I enter through a pair of double doors into a small check in area. Walking up to the desk a man smiles at me.

"Hello, how may I help you?"

"My driver just dropped me off here, I need a phone to get a lift to my hotel." He looks at me sympathetically.

"Sure. What is your name." I don't know why he needs to know that but I tell him anyway. He quickly looks through some papers and smiles.

"Right this way sir." He gestures towards a door and starts to move, confused but without any options I follow him down a corridor. Stopping at a door he opens it and gestures for me to enter, I'm guessing this is a room with a phone. I walk in and several hands immediately grab my arms.

"What the fuck! Get off me! I said ge..." I feel a large ball forcefully enter my mouth and a strap tightens around my head holding it in place, my protests becoming nothing more than muffled cries that cause drool to pour over my bottom lip. Cold metal closes around my wrists as my hands are pinned behind my back and I'm dragged over to a chair and forced down onto it hard.

"Welcome to the bdsm resort. I see that you've booked quite the stay here. Most people don't go this extreme. Tight 24/7 bindage, 24/7 gag, 24/7 large buttplug, chastity, 24/7 nudity, daily whippings, shock collar, daily fucking, hard labour, the weight loss diet, toilet duties and the dungeon suite." My heart beats first and my mind tries to process everything that is happening.

"Not even that but you are staying here for a whole 6 months." How long? I had only booked 2 weeks in the resort. I can't be here for 6 months! What about my job? I look as the gentleman holds up my passport and checks it with the details they have and compares the image with my scared gagged face.

"As company policy we have to give you this one chance to say your safe word before we continue." I feel the straps around my gag loosen and the ball falls put, a string of drool following and landing on my expensive top.

"Please let me go. There's been some sort of mistake. I'm not supposed to be here. I'll pay you any..." I feel the gag roughly shoved back into my mouth and tightened again.

"I see that you're sticking to character. Very well. It is an elaborate character you created, someone who arrives at the wrong location and who finds themselves locked up here and held prisoner, until they're eventually branded and released after being trained and sold to a man named Mike. Who I'm guessing is your boyfriend and master." I struggle in my bondage. Fucking Mike, he did this to me. I'll kill him!

"Yes struggle all you want, put up a fight, but don't tirer yourself out you're here for 6 months, plenty of time to enjoy youraelf." I continue to struggle as I'm pulled to my feet and my clothes are cut away, the air flowing over my hairless body. I'm held in place as I feel heavy shackles close and lock around my wrists, ankles and neck, I pull on my chains and try to break free as another man lowers himself to my crotch, I flinch as I feel his hand hold my balls and feel a metal ring slide behind them, followed by a small metal tube over my cock, crushing it into my body slightly before hearing it lock tightly into place. I cry out into my gag as I feel a large steel object push against my ass and pull against my chains as it begins to slowly and forcefully stretch open my ass and push itself inside me, with a rough shove I scream as it slides deep inside me and my ass closes around the base of the plug.

With teats forming in my eyes I plead into my gag in an attempt to tell them that this isn't a game and that I actually didn't book this but my cries fall on deaf ears.

"Liston slave." I stare at the man as I continue to struggle, mostly for myself as I know I can't get free.

"These are the rules. You arw to follow any order and instructions given, immediately and without question. You are not allowed to remove your buttplug at any time except to be fucked and to go to the toilet, it is to be put back inside your alutty ass straight away afterwards. Your gag will be removed to allow you to eat and provide sexual and toilet services, when ungagged you are to be polite to everyone around you and never say no. You are not permitted to leave the grounds and any attempt to do so will be punished with a caning of your feet. Any breaking of the rules will be met with punishment, these include solitary confinement in your cell for 48 hours, additional whippings, shocks from your collar, the removal of meals for up to a week, slaps to the face, punches to the stomach and kicks to your balls, being restrained in extreme bondage outside or in you cell for 24 hours. Do you understand slave?" I look at him in fear and nod my head.

"Now you're all sorted let's get you down to your cell in the dungoens, there you can rest for your arrival ceremony, all the staff are looking forward to meeting you and getting to know you." I have a feeling I know what he means and stare at him in fear, how many members of staff are there?

"Then you should get some sleep, as you have a busy day tomorrow, we need some holes digging and rocks moving, then your daily whipping, then the staff might need to let off some stress during their lunch break, then back to work for you, then if you have done a good job you'll earn yourself some bread and gruel and if you're lucky dog food and vegetable peal, maybe even some overripe fruit, then your first shift as the clubs urinal and toilet paper and then back to your cell, where you might get some company from the staff to keep you warm." I panic a scream into my gag as I'm dragged away to the dungoens, weirdly though as I'm led underground to my fate my cock is crushed painfully against its tiny cage as if turned on by everything that is happening.

Mike smiles behind his desk as he works. Sure he was supposed to be on holiday but this feels better than any holiday ever could. That bastard stupidly forgot to lock their computer when leaving for lunch the other week. Curious I was pissed when I found the work they'd been busy with was booked a luxury holiday, not only that but denying mine in the process. I'd had enough, everyone knows he only got the position by whoring himself out to the boss. If he likes that so much maybe I know where he should go for holiday, I know some people who run a private bdsm vacation experience.

I quickly changed his travel arrangements, cancelled his 5 star hotel and booked his new destination, filled out all the details and finally entered the safe word, one the asshole would bever think of saying.

"Mike is better than me." I smile wondering what is happening to him right now, the thoughts helping me get through the huge work load. That and the fact that in a few weeks after they haven't turned up for work and the resignation email I set up is automatically sent from their email, I will get the promotion that was rightfully mine.

Epilogue:

I awake to light shocks from my collar, crawled up on the floor in my dark cell, my chains rattling against the cold hard stone floor as I rise stiffly to a sitting position. My eyes slowly wake as I look through the bars and see nothing but a stone wall, it wasn't time for work just yet. I move tieredly over to a grimey metal dog bowl and lap at the stail water through my ring gag desperately trying to quench my thirst. Feeling pressure in my cage and bladder I crouch over a filthy bucket as flies buzz around me, one landing on my skin, not that it bothers me anymore as I feel it crawling over me, and relieve myself, my piss splashing into the days old piss and shit that has been slowly filling it up.

Hearing footsteps echo on the hard stone floor I kneel facing the barred cell door, with my head bowed, looking at the dirty floor. I hear the door unlock with the familiar loud sound and open, I move onto all fours and crawl up to the guard and kiss both his feet.

"Stand." I quickly and obediently do as I'm told.

"Follow me." I walk slowly behind them, my shackles rattling with every step.

I confusingly find myself standing in an office. Normally I'd be out in the fields or being whipped or both as my tired and hungry body falls behind in its work and I'm given the sting of the whip as an incentive to keep working, this is new and unnerving.

I jump slightly as the door opens and the resort owner walks in with another man, someone who looks vaguely familiar. I immediately drop to my knees in their presence and bow my head down, the soft carpet a nice change from the hard ground.

"As you can see he's been well trained."

"That's great news. I'll take him." I don't know what that means but I don't raise my head, it's not my place to question or make decisions, only to do as I'm told.

"Stand." I rise to my feet and stand straight with my hands by my sides and my head facing directly ahead. The man walks up to me, his eyes looking over my boney, starved, unwashed, dirt covered body, I stay still as I feel his hand run across my scarred back and over my well used plugged ass, as his hand holds my swollen aching balls I let out a muffled moan as my desperate denied cock twitches and tries to get hard in response.

"He's perfect. You're coming home with me slave. I have a nice cell for you in my basement." I feel my gag leave my mouth, I immediately miss the feeling of mouth being full, hopefully it will be filled with a cock or I'll be feed cum or piss. I wonder if he will want to use me, the bulge in his trousers suggeats that he does.

"What do you say slave? Do you want to come home with me and serve me?" I look at him unable to say no or say anything that would upset him, the memories of being punished in my first month here flash into my mind, my screams as the whip tore open my back, the cane against the soles of my feet, the shocks that rippled through my body from my collar, the beatings that left me bruised, the days without any food, being painfully hogtied outside in the night as bugs attacked my helpless body, days spent alone in the cold dark cell.

"Yes sir. I'd love to go with you and to serve you." He smiles.

"Good, now bow before your new master." I immediately drop to my knees and lower my head to the floor and submit to my new master and owner.

"Excellent decision sir. Will begin the branding ceremony and then you are free to leave with your new obedient slave. Until then I'll leave you to spend some time together." As the hotel owner leaves Mike smiles sadisticly down at the broken submissive slave bowing in front of him, who half a year ago was his bully of a boss who made his life miserable, now he'd treat him the same way. He undoes his trousers and pulls out his hard cock.

"Show me what you can do slave." I raise back up to a kneeling position and seeing his cock my eyes fixate on it and my own griws painfully in its cage, I immediately crawl towards it and take it in my mouth and begin to earn my meal of cum and make a good first impression to my new master.