My Last Day as a Free Man

Today was my last day as a free man. Starting tomorrow, I am embarking on a new journey: a journey that will neither be short, nor easy. It is going to be full of challenges. What lies ahead of me, you might ask? It's a journey of servitude, hard work, strict limitations, obedience, and dedication. All in the name of my Queen, the amazing Goddess Leah Quinn!

I used my last day as a free man in the best possible way that I could. I wanted to have a last taste of what I will be missing from now on...

First, I went to a cafeteria and had my last cup of real espresso. From now on, I will be drinking only low quality coffee at the office, because it's free. Mmm, that cup of espresso was so delicious! Probably because I knew it was the last one for a very, very long time. While sipping my coffee, I was observing the other visitors at the cafeteria. They were laughing, joking, telling news and gossip, oblivious of my fate. This is usual morning activity for them, I thought. It is nothing special. For me, it was the most memorable and special cup of coffee in my entire life! Cafeterias and coffee shops are off limits for me from now on.

Then I went to the park for a nice walk. The weather was good. The sun was shining. Young couples were enjoying their weekend, walking hand in hand on the green grass among the trees. Being in a relationship, having sex, experiencing the closeness and the intimacy of another human being: these will be off limits for me too, starting tomorrow. Heck, I won't even be allowed to masturbate! My only sad company will be my steel chastity cage. A lot of horny, lonely, desperate nights to come! At the mere thought of this my cage got instantly full and started tugging on my big, swollen, denied blue balls. It's been ten days since I had an orgasm. Goddess has promised me a release on the 15th of July, but only Goddess knows how often will I have this privilege after this date, during my months and probably years of servitude for Her. I hope She is a generous deity and has mercy on me! My absolute record is ten days and I already feel desperate release. The pressure is enormous. I feel a constant urge to cum. I hope my Queen won't break me, at least not in the very beginning...

Then it was time for lunch. I went to a nice little restaurant in the park, next to a beautiful lake, and ordered a steak and a glass of wine. Restaurants will be completely off-limits for me too. We have agreed on that with my Owner. I really enjoyed every bite of that last professionally cooked meal. The free citizens around me, they will continue doing this regularly, I thought. It's part of their everyday life. For me - not anymore. I am property now. A toy. A servant. A slave. These lucky people around me, they will continue to eat out, they will continue to take their dates to nice restaurants, they will continue to enjoy the nightlife of the capital, they will continue to have sex in their homes or in nice hotels. This is all over for me now. Simply unthinkable for my new status as a slave! All the SEX I am to expect from now on is Servitude and EXploitation. I paid my bill and I left with a heavy heart from these thoughts.

Walking on the streets, I saw many taxis. Goddess has agreed it would be highly inappropriate for me to use taxi services during my servitude. Public transport only, She has said! I begged to be allowed a taxi once in a while, in case some day I am late for work, for example, but She said NO. My job is already low paid enough for me to afford being late, She said. I guess I simply won't be late for work anymore! It's what She wants. I have no other choice, but to comply!

I went to a liquor and tobacco store and I bought a pack of the cheapest tobacco I could find. No more cigarettes for me! I am allowed two packages of the cheapest tobacco a month and two of the cheapest beers every Friday night - to celebrate another week of servitude and exploitation for my Queen. But not today. Today I am still a free man, I reminded myself. I went to a bar and ordered a gin tonic. It was so refreshing in the heat of the summer day! I tried to remember the taste. Bars will be a no-go zone for me, starting tomorrow. No hard drinks will be allowed whatsoever, even at home. It's what we have agreed on with my Queen. I hope She enjoys Her cocktails while I stay completely dry! She deserves only the best in life. The purpose of my humble efforts and of my limitations is clear: my sacrifice is for Her benefit. I must take this seriously. It won't be easy!

I bought some nice take away food for dinner from a Japanese restaurant: some sushi, to celebrate my last meal as a free man! Starting tomorrow, I will be allowed to eat only the cheapest possible food. It must be inexpensive, but nutritious. Goddess has agreed on that. But sushi? Slaves don't eat sushi! My next dinner will probably be a slice of bread, some beans, and an apple. I have to work on my slave menu, aiming at the lowest prices. There will be no chocolates and expenses for sweet things, for example. I hope Goddess allows me to enjoy fruits instead. It is summer, and they are cheap now. Meat and fish will be heavily restricted: probably to once a week only. If Goddess allows, of course! I haven't asked Her yet. I must do it tonight. The rest of the time I will sustain myself on beans, potatoes, fruits, vegetables and stuff like that. No burgers, no pizzas, no saucy kebabs, no fast food any more! These are luxuries for the free people to enjoy. My goal as a slave is to eat healthy, but cheap. Tasty food is a privilege, not a necessity. I will deprive myself of many, many things that I like from now on. It is a long list! But this is why we modest servants deprive ourselves: so that our Superiors can enjoy the luxuries of life in their greatest variety! I will even have to ask for permission to buy new shoes from now on! But shoes are a necessity, tasty food is not.

On my way back home my telephone rang. Some friends were calling, asking me out for the night. Even though I was technically still a free man, I had to decline. I have a task from my Goddess. I promised Her to watch a certain movie today. The beginning of my servitude is not the best time to disobey! But this phone call got me thinking about social life in general. We have agreed with my Goddess that having a social life is not acceptable for a slave. Actually, this might prove to be one of my greatest challenges! How will I manage to constantly ovoid my friends and relatives, and also explain them why I work so hard, but remain so poor? I hope Goddess will allow me some exceptions from this rule. I must definitely ask Her tonight! I put the phone in my pocket and I took out my last remaining money. It was one single bill, the equivalent of 25 dollars. What could I spend it on during my last afternoon as a free man? I had an idea! I went to one of the malls, I found a bank office that works on Saturdays and I deposited the bill into my account. It is best if I spend it on my Goddess tonight! I make this last choice as a free man.