A Taste of Slavery

A fantasy dedicated & inspired by L. / Thanks to A. for editing

Written by Sub LaCalva, December 2020. First writing.

Story Codes: FF/m, non-consensual, blackmail. Chastity, bondage, humiliation, pegging, slavery.

Part One -- facing an unexpected reality

They say hindsight is 20/20. I now know it is absolutely true. I should have known better but I was blinded by my horniness.

Mistress and me were in contact for a few months, exchanged Emails, video chatted, laughed. We both had a mutual fantasy, she wanted a real slave where as I wanted to experience slavery. Not just for a session that is but for longer, with me nothing to say but only obey to Mistress. We discussed this in close detail and even arranged to meet to live this out. Of course, I had expressed many limits and set hard limits which Mistress accepted, just to be safe.

I did not know it then but she played me well. But I was horny and naïve and so wanted to live out my fantasy. I booked a flight to London, let her know about the date and stayed ath the hotel she suggested to me in Camden Town. We arranged to meet there in 3 days. I decided to spend a few quiet days as a tourist there before our meeting. Basically a 10 days holiday where I will meet Mistress for some kinky bdsm play, great plan, I thought.

Arrived at the hotel, was quickly checked in at the counter by a cute Brunette working at the front desk, we exchanged smiles. What a great start to this kinky holiday! Got to my room, dropped off my bag, had a shower and a had quick nap. Mistress did leave me some ground rules though, I was not to jerk off for at least a week but edge several times a day to a picture of her. Did exactly this and could feel my saved-up horniness in my balls. Decided to distract myself and watch some tv, have some food and a drink, enjoy my hotel room.

Suddenly there is a knock at my door. I ignore this, it must be someone who got the wrong door obviously but then there is another, harder knock. I open the door and freeze. There is Mistress standing, wearing leather boots, skin tight jeans, a white blouse and a jacket. She looks at me, no emotion on her face but piercing eyes looking at me. I do not move, I am totally frozen, look her in her eyes. Then she gives me a hard slap to my cheek, tells me to beg her to enter my room and shut my mouth, no speaking another word. I am still frozen, another face slap, I kindly ask her to come in. Then I realize she is not alone, walking behind her is the cute Brunette from the front desk is with her carrying a bag. Mistress sits on my bed, tells me to face her and get on my knees before her and welcome her by kissing her boots. Since I didn't want to be slapped again I comply. She grins. The Brunette is somewhere behind me, I can hear her walking around and opening the bag.

Mistress looks at me. She grins. She tells me she is glad we finally made it to meet, how happy she is she has a new slave and how much she is looking forward to use me. She introduces the Brunette as being her assistant and to always call her Maam and to also fully obey her.

Her look changes, she looks at me harshly, tells me to obey her without hesitation, not speaking without spoken to, refrain from looking in her face but keep my eyes on the floor or on her feet. I am still frozen, she barks at me to look down now, undress and get back on my knees. She gives me another slap, I comply immediately and within about a minute I am kneeling again naked in front of her, now staring at her beautiful boots.

She then tells me to listen to her very carefully. "I am sick and tired of you wannabe slaves who think a Mistress is there to play according to the script of a slave and fulfill his wishlist. You chose to see me, serve me as a slave and serving me is exactly what you will! But not in the way you might have pictured it. You will taste what real slavery is like. Your slavery starts right now, but at my conditions, not yours, at the moment I chose and not the one you desired to have it fit in your tourist itinerary. You will learn to be a real slave! I will brake you".

She laughs. I sob, look at her with pleading eyes. I see she brought the prepared and already signed slave contract for the planned week with all the defined limits. She shows it to me, grins at me and the rips it apart in a thousand pieces. In the meantime her assistant has set up a camera and tells me to face it. Mistress then orders me to talk to the camera telling who I am, where I live and that I am here on my free will and that I will obey every word Mistress tells me to. In case I do not comply Mistress was allowed to expose me (she had me give her 5 private contacts before).

I am shocked but do as I am told. Mistress is then putting collar on me, I hear it being locked. She orders me on the bed, handcuffs my hands to the posts, then tells me to move me feet over to the same bedposts, she locks them too. My ass is now exposed in the air, my semi erect penis is pointing straight into my face! Mistress and Maam are giggling, I feel intimated. Mistress tells Maam to keep filming everything and that she had ordered me to stay chaste and well edged for few days.

They both sit next to me and Mistress has a prostate massager in her hand which she lubes and pushes down my exposed anus. I am fully hard by now as I am so horny and being helpless turns me on anyway, especially in front of those two beautiful dominant women!

Of course I came quickly since I was overstimulated for so long. Mistress and Maam laugh as I shoot my load into my face. Maam filmed the scene. How degrading. Mistress then orders me to lick of all the cum from my face, the rest is fed to me by an evilly laughing Mistress. I feel so humiliated. But this is only the small taste of what will follow in the following 10 days.

I am uncuffed and ordered on my knees in front of Mistress. Mittens are put on my hands then placed behind my back and cuffed together. My knees are spread and Mistress puts a chastity belt on my now limp penis, I can clearly hear the click of the lock and then see the little key is hanged on a small chain around Mistress' beautiful neck. Next a blindfold is placed over my eyes, a leash put on the d-ring of the front of the collar and a harness ball gag is placed in my mouth (I can still taste and smell my own cum). Then follows a butt plug, well lubed, inserted into my anus.

Mistress then informs me that my room will now be cleared, all my belongings were put in the bag and I will be checked out officially by Maam so no trace remains of me. Mistress pulls me up on my feet and then we walk out of the room. We use the elevator and go down into the parking area of the hotel. We walk to a car, I hear the doors open and I am put in the trunk. Mistress puts me in more bondage so I cannot move at all and closes the trunk. I hear her laughing and then she and Maam sit in the front of the car and drive off to I do not know where. I am so fucked, helpless, bound and used -- but also feel my penis trying to get hard again in the chastity belt.

Part Two -- learning to adapt to the new reality

Mistress and Maam brought me to Mistress' home (I could only guess). I was kept totally naked and always wearing my chastity belt and locked collar. I do not know where my bag with my wallet, mobile phone, passport, etc. is. I am helpless.

She clearly let me know that if I do not fully cooperate the "welcome video" they made earlier will be sent to the contacts that I had given her prior my departure to London. I had no choice but to fully obey her.

Mistress first ordered me to clean her home. Maam inspected my work and was not happy. She let me know this verbally and by using her cane on my behind. I am not a masochist so I did not enjoy this but I realized I was constantly hard in my chastity belt. Maam noticed and just laughed at that. Of course I had to thank her for punishing me and kiss her feet.

A shock collar had been added to my outfit. The collar was placed around my balls though. The set of rules were constantly extended, I could not remember them all but Mistress made sure I comply to all of them by using the shock collar or another form of discipline. I found out she loves the cane too but also floggers and crops.

Sometimes the punishments were subtler. Mistress loved putting nipple clamps on my sensitive nipples, including a little weight or a bell to add my humiliation and pain. I was not allowed to speak unless Mistress allowed it. She was very strict to avert my eyes to the floor or her feet at all times. A cruel psychological torment which always made sure I felt like a true slave.

Maam and Mistress teased me regularly, I felt constantly hard in my chastity belt. At night I heard them laughing and even pleasuring themselves with a vibrator. Of course I could only guess as I was locked in a cupboard below the stairs on an old mattress. If they felt like it I was part of their pleasures. Sometimes I was even allowed a ruined orgasm. I had to debase myself at their will, like riding a dildo on the floor while begging to be allowed to cum. If I was allowed I was immediately forced to lick up my own cum. Or hump their legs like a dog in heat (which I guess I was). Mistress is a facesitting queen so she spent her time on my face while Maam was edging my unlocked penis. Every scene was filmed. Mistress made it very clear that she will not spend money any of her own money on me and that my "holidays" at her place had to be financed. She put the clips on her "I want clips"-platform to be purchased by her devotees. I guess that makes me a porn star now. She threatened me to expose me by not using the by now regularly used latex mask anymore should I not obey her fully. Of course I did comply, I had no other choice!

Mistress also loved me making beg to be allowed to suck her strapon. Sucking evolved in worshipping her artificial cock, including her feet, boots, legs and of course her beautiful derriere. She made me "learn" how to rim her the way she likes it. The crops and floggers "helped" me to learn even faster. Mistress loved the clip she made one evening of me begging on my knees to be allowed to cum. She did not grant me my wish even after she flogged my ass, had her and Maam's butts and boots licked. It was granted though after Mistress and Maam spitroasted me, of course also filmed. It was my first handsfree orgasm but it just felt like another ruined orgasm.

Part Three -- living the reality

I somehow got used to serve Mistress and Maam. I cooked and cleaned, washed. I complied mostly and if not, I was corrected swiftly. Both loved using me in ways they liked. They were not always cruel. Both liked to be pampered, massaged, looked after and I learned how to do this to their liking as best as I could. This went on for a few days.

It was probably approaching weekend since Mistress announced that she will have a visitor over that night and that I better be at my very best behavior or otherwise face the consequences. I could picture what these could be but certainly did not want to find out for sure.

I showered, had another enema and waited to be of use to my Mistress and Maam. I waited as usual when not in use facing the wall, hands behind my head and on my knees. The bell rang, I heard the door being opened and the female visitor welcomed. I was so nervous and scared. They walked around the apartment, had a chat and drinks. I just waited in the corner.

Eventually I heard the three somewhere close to me and then I heard Mistress telling the visitor that I was her "holiday slave". She told the visitor how she lured me into the trap coming to meet her and how she exploited me, used me together with Maam and how she even mad money out of her slave, me! The visitor just laughed.

Mistress told me to turn around, crawl to her visitor, welcome her by kissing her boots and sticking my head to the floor while my ass is raised into the air. I did just that and did of course not dare to look up.

They three fully used me to their likings that night. Everything was filmed of course. I was humiliated by sucking their strapons, riding dildos on the floor or mounted to the wall. They took turns sitting on my face. I had to bring them to orgasm as often as they liked and in any way they wanted. They punished me just for the fun of it, well, their fun. I obeyed like the slave Mistress made me.

Epilogue

One morning Mistress opened the locked door to my cupboard and informed me that the ten days of my "holidays" were over. She told me to clean myself up, get dressed and catch my flight home. Mistress told me she made a good job in breaking me into her slave and she enjoyed those days. She told me as I was a good slave she will not expose me but might at another time if need arose.

She also let me know that she has many more plans for using me for her good.