I kneel in front of my master, nakwd and shaved, as he sits at his desk, my chores for the day are done and I dutifully await his instructions like the good slave that I am.
"I have finished my chores master." I look into his eyes as he smiles down at me, my own eyes glow for a moment.
"Please tell me what yiu wish for me to do for you." I watch as my master blinks for a second before looking down at his slave.
"Good job slave, you can now get your reward, your master would like some fun." I crawl up to his crotch as he spreads his legs and kneeling I unzip his trousers and pull out his cock, staring at it gingerly for a moment before wrapping my lips around it and eagerly sucking on it, enjoying the taste as I roll my tongue over it.
I've always wanted to be a slave, ever since I can remember, I've loved being submissive, humiliated, being tied up, pleasing others, while my friends were dreaming of fame or power or wealth, I was dreaming of being enabled, kidnapped, held prisoner, stripped of my clothes, rights and identity, reduced to nothing but a mindless whore, an obedient seevent, forever bound to my master. However I was born with a gift, a power, one more suited for gaining power and controlling others, I didn't want those, I want to be controlled, I can manipulate minds, control the thoughts and feelings of others. If I wanted I could be in charge, rule the country, maybe even more, but its not appealing to me. I never really intended to use my powers on my master but he was very hesitant at first, never punishingnme hard enough, never humiliating me enough, apologising for being rough with me, only tying me up in c9mfortable positions, making sure that I was alright and helping me do my chores, making sure I was warm in cold weather, making me sleep in his bed rather than the floor or in a cage, offering the unlock my chastity whenever I got frustrated, feeling bad for insulting me, mocking me and calling ke names. I had to mold him into a true master, one who views me as his property, who punishes me when I misbehave, who enjoys me screams and tears and ignores my begging and pleading for mercy as he teaches me a lesson, one who delights in my humiliation and degradation, calling me names and insulring me, who fucks me uncaringly rough, one who leaves me ties up in uncomfortable bondage, left to struggle for his amusement, one who watches me do my chores, one who makes me sleep on the floor next to the bed, one who denies me clothing when it's cold, leaving me naked and shivering, one who keeps my locked and denied, I even made him forget where the key even is. I have made him such a good master that I his 24/7 with no way out, he c9ntrols everything, my life, my money, my clothing, I am truely his.
I moan with delight as my mouth fillsbwith his delicious warm cum, my own cock straining as I happily swallow down my meal, my stomach empty from not eating all day, my meals limited to one every two days to keep my thin and weak, evwn then it's mostly scraps and old food, sometimes also dog food thrown in.
"Well I need some fresh air, do you fancy a walk?"
"Yes master, I'll get my leash while yiu pick my outfit." I get up and take my leash off the hook by the door, a small rush of humiliation flowing over mecas I hold it, my cock twitching inside its prison in response. I quick take the clothes from my master and put on the tight shorts, that barely hide my cage, tight t-shirt and trainers, the feeling of clothes covering me feels wrong, I hate covering up myself, I'd rather proudly display ny body for my master, but if I have to I'm glad that it's as little as possible. I hand master leash and he clips it to my collar and takes the other end, I feel a hard tug as the door opens, prompting me to follow behind him as he steps outside.
I enjoy thevstares and humiliation as I'm led in public on my leash, everyone who sees me knows what I am, that I'm not a person, I'm not an equal, I'm a slave, I'm lesser than everyone else, I'm my master's owned property, and I love it, I'm proud to be those things. A few times I've had to use my powers on strangers who challenge my master but most days are like this, peaceful silent walks, I've even had strangers ask to use me, which master allows.
We suddenly stop.
"What is wrong master?" He looks a bit awkward.
"Nothing, I just need to piss so we should head home." I stare into his eyes.
"Why not use me master? I'll drink your piss, use mecas your toilet."
"Very well." I smile and drop to my knees, taking his cock in my mouth just as a warm stream of piss begins to flow out of it, the warm liquid quickly filling my mouth as I swallow it down, enjoying drinking his delicious piss in full view of everyone around us, the humiliation flooding mevas passersby watch my disgusting act of service to my master. As I lick him dry I see master suddenly look uncomfortable.
"I feel slightly embraced." I look at him lovingly and seriously.
"Never feel that way about using your slave master." He relaxes.
"What do you say slave?"
"Thankyou for the drink master. Sorry for being so rude, please punish me when we get home." Without a word I feel a hard tug on my leash and we begin out walk again, now with the lingering taste of piss in my mouth and my cock straining even harder, clearly visible in my tight shorts.
I stand motionless as master unclips my leash.
"My shoes have gotten messy. Slave give them a good clean with your disgusting tongue.
"Yes sir." Humiliation and disgust fills me as I drop to my hands and knees and start to lick the mud and diet off his shoes in feont of him, rhw feel and taste of the diet is horrible but I continue with my rask, hoping to please him, maybe I can avoid any punishment for earlier. I cringe slightly as I lick one part of his sole, I try not to think of what he stepped in or what I'm know consuming, keep8ng my mind focused on my job and making sure to do it will, leaving his shoes shiny and clean, as they should be.
"Good slave, you polished them up nicely, I'm sure that a filthy creature like you also enjoyed the meal of filth. Remove your clothes and then lock yourself to the post, it's time for your punishment you ungrateful slave." I quickly remove my clothes, relieved to feel the air against my skin once again, happy to be on full display for my master. I fold the clothes and leave them by the door, although i detest them and hate wearing them, i must still show them respect as they're master's property. I walk down the stairs to the basement, one converted into a dungeon, the cold floor against my bare feet sends a slight shiver over my body as I obediently walk over to the large wooden post, one with a pair of heavy metal shackles hanging high above my head. I reach up and close one around my wrist, the lock clicking shut, trapping me in place as I close the other one, leaving me hanging on my tiptoes, waiting for my master to punish me, fear, dread and anticipation building inside me as I know what is coming, I could always use my powers to avoid it but I never would. I hear master walk down the stairs and silently wait.
"Do you know why you're being punished slave?"
"Yes sir, I was ungrateful for your gift of piss and took to long to thank you for being so kind and generous." I hear master mover around the room.
"Do you deserve to be punished?"
"Yes sir, please punish me." I wait in silence, my legs and feet starting to grow uncomfortable sortable from remaining on tiptoes. The silence is broken by the sudden swishing sound, followed by a crack and my scream of pain, as the ehip cuts into my back, my arms pulling on the chains as i process the pain. Icry out and my bidy twists as I'mstu k again, my back burning and stinging, several more brital blows hit my back, cutting into its flesh, my screams and pleading for mercy going ignored as I'm struck mercilessly again and again., tears flowing down my cheeks as my cock strains in its cage, my body desperately trying to get away but unable to dye to the shackles I locked around my own wrists.
I hang limply, my sobbing echoing aroundvthevroom, ad my wrists are unlocked. My weak body falling into my master's arms, which old me in a loving embrace, while blood drips down my burning and throbing back.
"I'm sorry master, p please forgive me?" I feel his hand stroke the back of my head, while I wanted him to be more dominating a harsh I could never remove this side of him, I also want him to care for me.
"It's alright slave, I forgive you." I wra0 my arms around my master and enjoy his embrace.
"Thankyou master." We stay holding each other while I calm down and relax, resting in his presence for a while. Eventually master pulls away and he wipes the remaining tears from my face.
"Go get yourself cleaned up, then you can start on dinner." I nod and get to my feet and walk off to clean myself up qnd make myself look presentable, a hood slave always look presentable for their master.
I wipe my face with a cloth and look at the mirror, my face now returned to normal, the only noticeable thing are my slightly red eyes. As I stare into the mirror, making sure that I look proper and presentable for my master, my eyes glow and I'm transfixed by my own haze.
"I will be a good slave, I am a slave, I always want to be a slave, i want to serve and please my master." I blink as my eyes go back to normal, I must have zoned out for a second. A strange memory appears into my head, one fr9m long ago, where I was free and looking in a mirror, strangely not all my thoughts were of wanting to be a slave or serve my master but they were still there, I remember my eyes glowing and that's it. I shake my head, I must focus on my duties, a good slave should remain focused on their tasks, not waste time thinking of anything else.
I exit the bathroom and head to the kitchen and begin to make master his dinelner, my empty stomach rumbling at the delicious smells, part of me is temptedvto eat some of it, to taste a proper meal for the first tine in years, but I shouldn't, this is for my master, this is my loving gift to him, it would be wr9ng of me to ruin it in such a way, I shouldn't be so selfish. I dish up his meal, making sure that everything looks perfect, and place it and his drink down on the table in front of him beside kneeling on the floor beside him, my hunger tormenting me as I see and hear him eat.
"Slave, I was planning on allowing you to eat tonight, but after you behaviour today what do you think?" I know what I should say, I could use my powers to change things, to be fed, but I don't, i don't wants to, I look up at him.
"I shouldn't eat today sir, meals are for good slaves." He smiles down at me, which makes me feel good about my decision.
"Good slave, if you behave tomorrow then you can eat, as it will have been several days you can have some dog food to go with it." I recoil inside at the thought of eating the cold jelly covered meat, it's disgusting but I should be grateful, it will be filling at least after several days without.
"Thankyou sir, I will do my best." .
I stand on all fours, my arms and legs aching slightly after hours in this position, unmoving as his feet rest on my sore back while he watches a film, I of course am not allowed to turn my head to see the screen, instead keeping it bowed, especially after already being punished today. I feel slight relief as I hear the tv switch off and feel his weight leave my back.
"Comw on slave, bed time." Undwrstanding I am quickly get to my feet and make my way to the bedroom. While master is getting ready for bedbi climb onto the mattress and wait with my ass in the air, showing my plugged ass, waiting oat for master to take it out and use me, my cock already straining in anticipation and need. My anticipated and lust grows as I hear him enter, I don't move to look at him, I stay in my position, remaining on full display for my master to use when he is ready and not a moment sooner
A small moan escapes my lips as I feel his hands playfully run over my ass and give my cheeks a playful slap as he pulls out my buttplug and passes it to mecas i follow tgecsilent order and slide it intobmy mouth, tasting my ass as i suck on it, before I feel the mattress move underneath me and without warning his cock slams hard into my ass, causingvme to let out a muffled grunt of pain as my master roughly fucks and uses mevjust ilas i want. Just as I need, I'm his cumdump, fuckdoll, sex slave, right now that's all I am to him, an object to fuck and to bring him pleasure, and I couldn't be more turned on.
"Come on slave, move your whore ass, I know you want it deep inside you." I moan as I push move, pushingvhis cock deeper into me, timing my movements perfectly with his thrusts. His balls slapping my ass as I moan with pleasure as I ride his cock, my own swaying back and forth, crushing itself against its metal prison. Feeling my master's warm cum fill me deep I isde, I can't hold back any longer and let put a loud moan even with the plug in my mouth, my cum squirming out of my cage, my weak body collapsing in a heap as my master pulls out. Shaking and lost in bliss, I breath hard and slide my plug back inside my well stretched ass, sealing my master's cum insode me where it belongs.
I turn and still recovering take master's cock in my mouth and begin to clean it, the taste only causing my cock to twitch once more and any relief from cumming is quickly lost as I lick every inch of his cock clean, doing my best to worship it as I should.
"Clean up yiur mess." I lower my head down to the sheets and lick my cum off of them as my master climbs off the bed.
"That's enough, you look like such a pathetic cum eater doing that. Off the bed and lay on yiur stomach." I obediently do asbhe says, the hard wooden floor feeling cool against my stomach m, especially after beingbin his warm bed. I don't resist as I feel rope wrap around my wrists, tying them together, as he moves 9nt0 tying my legs I 0layf7lly 5rst his plots and am quickly reeard3d with a slap 9n my ass.
"Stop moving. This is punishment for earlier. No2 do I need more ropes,"
"Yes sir." I feel rope wrap tightly around my elbows and knees, followed by a painful jolt as my back is forced to bend backwards as my wrist are tied to my ankles, leaving me trapped in a painful hogtie. As I moan uncomfortably I feel a ball of a gag push against my lips and obediently open my mouth, allowing master to gag me.
"Shut up. I can't have you making any noise while I sleep, plus I do love you muffled moans and whimpers, they're so soothing." My world suddenly goes dark as a blindfold is lower3d over my eyes, removing my ability to know the time and how long I've be bound for.
"This should help you sleep. Goodnight slave." I feel his loving kiss on my forehead and hear the light switch off and master climb into bed, the room quickly filling with his peaceful snoring as ivroll around on the floor, desperately trying to find comfort, my empty stomach rumbling, my back aching, not to mention still in pain from my earlier punishment, and my balls full and swollen, my cock straining painfully against it tight metal prison, my muffled cries, moans and whimpers going unheard and ignored as I struggle on the cold hard floor while my master sleeps peacefully in his soft and warm bed. Still though, I can't help but think, I love my life, even though I could have anything in the world I wouldn't change anything about it, I'm right where I belong and want to be.