Becoming His Slave
Bdsm Story

Becoming His Slave

by Inlove1498 11 min read 4.1 (7,800 views)
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Hi guys, I am back with the next part. If you haven't read previous ones yet, then go and please read them and give your precious reviews.

Coming back to the story... Last week was great with him; we went out for shopping and a movie date and fucked once we came back home. When Monday came, I was getting ready for work. We were having our breakfast, but he was having his breakfast at the dining table, and from under the table, I was giving him a blowjob. Once he was done, he put cumin in my mouth, and that was my breakfast for the day. We were getting ready when he kissed me and told me something.

Master- Be ready; you will get a surprise today.

I was a bit confused because we met on Friday and lived together for the weekend, so it's difficult for him to come to my place and I am not visiting his. Then I thought it might be a gift from his side that would get delivered to my home. I was thinking about this while traveling to the office. Once I reached the office, I got to know a new manager was joining our team. I didn't give it much attention and started my work for the day. While I was working, one of my colleagues stopped at my desk just for fun and to talk. He likes me, but I never gave him any signal for that because I always knew if my master got to know about him, then I would surely get the punishment, which would become unbearable for me.

We were talking casually, and suddenly he held my hand. I was trying to release my hand, but he was holding it tight, and I didn't want to create a scene, so I didn't say anything at that moment to him. But I guess it was an awful day for me. Our new manager entered our office and was near my cubicle. I was shocked; I couldn't believe my eyes and what I was seeing. It was him. He was standing there. He is our new manager. Anyone can see the fear in my eyes. My colleague thought that it was because the manager saw us like that. And from his point of view, he was right. But I was afraid of the result of this view, which my master saw on his very first day. But he didn't say anything and went directly to his cabin after a little introduction to everyone on the team.

A message pops up on my phone. I already knew it was him.

Message: Come to my cabin right now.

Slave message: yes, master.

I went to his cabin.

Slave: Yes, Sir.

Master, who is he?

Slave- He is just a colleague, sir.

Master, Okay, what was he doing?

Slave: Nothing, sir; we were just talking.

Master, are you just talking while holding hands?

Slave: No sir.

Master, what does that mean? You were not holding hands, or you were not talking to each other?

Slave: I mean, I was talking to him while he grabbed my hand. I was resisting, but I didn't want to create the scene, so I kept quiet.

Slave: I am sorry, master; this will not happen ever again. I am sorry, Master.

Master: Hmm, okay. But you broke my trust. From what I saw today, I can guess this is a daily thing, and you used to talk with other boys. It's too hurtful.

Slave: No, master, this never happened before today. I am sorry, master. I will do anything in my apology.

Master- You will surely get your punishment for this slut.

Slave: Yes, Master.

Master- You are not going to your home today. Come to my place and live there permanently. You will live with me now and travel with me regularly. I can't trust you with other guys now.

Slave, yes, master.

Master, now go and send him today.

Slave: Yes, master.

I went outside and told him to go to the master's office. When he came back, I could see he was upset with something, but I didn't dare ask, but later I got to know that he had been fired from his position.

Later that day, he booked a cab for me and texted me.

Master - Cab is waiting downstairs. Go home now, do your daily chores, and wait for me near the couch in your bra and pants. You know your position of waiting.

Slave: Yes, master.

when I reach home. I prepared dinner for both of us, did all the cleaning, and took a bath. I wore a red lacy-netted bra and pants, which were transparent, and did my makeup. I was looking pretty. I hoped that if I looked pretty, it would help me get less punishment. I knew this was going to be a long night for me. I remember one day when I made him angry that the punishment was so rough that I thought of using my safe word, and that mistake was not this big, which has been made today. I was scared. But yet, I had no other option, so I was waiting patiently near the couch in the NADU position. I sit on my ankles, legs wide open, palms resting on my thighs, and face down. After waiting for almost an hour, I hear his footsteps. He came in and saw me, but decided to ignore me and go directly upstairs to his room. I was waiting there, but now I was becoming impatient because it was tiring for me to wait for my punishment. I wanted to get it over with, but he knew that, so he made me wait for almost 1-2 hours. Once he came back, he came near me, held my face in his hand, and asked me to stand up.

Master, stand up.

I stand in front of me. He kissed me on the lips passionately; he started biting my lips, and here my lips started to bleed, but he didn't stop. This was the start of my pain. After 10 minutes, he left me and ordered me again.

Master: On fours and follow me.

I went immediately on my all-fours following his order because I didn't want to upset him anymore. I followed him upstairs to his bedroom, waiting in that dog position for the next order.

Master, come, stand here in front of me, and bring your hand out.

At that very moment, I knew that he was going to punish my hand first, where that boy held me. He never wants anyone to touch his things. He is possessive of his things. I am one of his favorite things, which he never wants to share with anyone. He is a good person; he respects my boundaries. He knew I never wanted to get fucked in asshole. I was fucked in my ass only once when he was angry. But after that, he never fucked me in the ass.

When I put my hands in front of him, he brought his cane and told me

Master- So slut, I will hit your hand 10 times, and you will have to count. If you miss one, then we will start again.

Slave: Yes, Master.

I was scared standing there when she suddenly swam. He hit me hard at the back of my hand.

Slave 1, thank you, Master.

Smack

Slave 2, thank you, Master.

Smack, smack, smack

Just like that, I got 10 hits with the last hit.

Slave: 10, Thank you, Master (while sobbing).

My hand was red; it started bleeding a bit, but he didn't show any mercy.

Master, now remove your bra and pants.

Slave -

I didn't move for a few seconds or respond to his order.

Master, remove it right now, or I will cut all your innerwear and you will have to go to work without them.

Silence. I didn't move.

Smack

He hit me hard in the face, which brought me back to reality.

Master, remove your clothes now.

I started stripping instantly. I was naked and scared. It's now like he never saw me naked, but it's different this time. I knew before sunrise that every part of my body would get the marks that were currently on my hands only.

Master: Hold your boobs in your hands from the bottom and hold them a little high.

Slave: Holding my boobs

Imagine a girl sobbing, her makeup running down from her face, standing in front of you naked, holding her boobs, and waiting for her punishment. It's fucking hot.

Smack cane on my boobs

Master, hmm, okay, now start counting 10 on each boob, and you know the rules. Repeat that rule for me.

Slave: Sobbing in pain, I have to count every hit and thank you for punishment. If I move a bit or forget the count, the punishment will start from zero again.

Master: Hmm, good girl.

Smack

Slave 1, thank you, Master.

Smack

Slave- 2 Thank you, Master.

Smack

Slave 3, thank you, Master.

Smack, smack, smack

I got three hits together.

Slave- 3,4,5, Thank you, Master.

Just like I got 20 hits on my boobs, my boobs were bloody red with the hits, and I was crying hard. So to keep me quiet, he put my pants in my mouth and taped them. After making me quiet, he brings nipple clamps and puts them in. I was in so much pain I couldn't complain because I didn't want to make him angry anymore, and he is now

Master-Hop on the bed on all fours. Ass is high in the air.

Slave: Yes, Master, I took the position I knew. It's time for my ass to get punished.

Master- You will get 50 strokes, 25 from paddles, and 25 from cane. Whichever you want me to start with first, it's your choice.

Slave: Master, please leave me. I will never repeat this mistake. I am sorry, Master.

Master, did I ask you to apologize, bitch?

Slave: No Master

Master, then why? Just answer the damn question that I asked.

Slave: Sorry, Master. With a paddle, please

Master: Good choice

He started hitting me on the ass, but this time I couldn't count because I was gagged with my pants. My pussy was dripping wet while I was crying in pain. My body was enjoying this pain; juices were flowing from my pussy, and as his anger was calming down with every single blow that I was getting, his speed of hitting was also getting slower.

After 50 strokes of paddles and cane, I was sobbing again because of the pain, but this was not the entire punishment; the real part was about to come, which I never expected from him. I was still in a doggy position, ass was high in the air, my nipples were clamped, and my mouth was gagged. He brought a 9-inch-long and 4-inch tick vibrating dildo and put it in my pussy; he didn't fuck me in pussy. I was thankful at the moment, but it was only for a few seconds when I heard him unzipping his pants. He brought his dickey out of his pants, and I felt it around my ass. Without any lubrication, he put his dick in my ass. I was in pain. I was trying to shout but couldn't because of the gag. I was crying; my eyes were out and red because of crying and pain. I try to turn around a bit to face him and ask for his mercy with my eyes. But as I saw him, I could sense the anger in my eyes. He then held me by my hair while fucking hard in and out. He was thrusting so hard that when I felt he was about to come, he stopped fucking me. And he started spanking me. He was delaying his release to make me suffer more. He did this around 3--4 times, and after almost an hour, he released me inside my ass. I was in pain; my ass was burning from pain. I was not able to move; I crashed there, and he left the room, leaving me in a total mess with nipple clamps and putting the vibrator on the highest level. I came 3-4 times and passed out. I don't know when he came back, but I woke up in his arms. No nipple clamps, no vibrator. He was caressing my marks. He was applying ointment to the places where I was bleeding. When I saw him, he was feeling guilty for treating me like that.

Master- I hope you learn your lesson. I didn't want to punish you, but it was important to teach you a lesson for what happened today.

Slave - I am sorry, master. This will not happen again, ever.

Master- I hope you do, but you will have to gain my trust again. Until then, I will not fuck you.

Slave- shocked I am sorry, master. Please don't do this to me.

Master, this is important; you need to learn your lesson.

Slave- I am sorry, master. I will gain your trust again soon.

Master: Hmm, okay. Now have some food, eat this medicine for pain relief, and go to sleep. I will do the dishes.

I was happy because I knew he never wanted to hurt me; he wanted me to be loyal. And he always does aftercare, which is important after BDSM sessions. I was happy and relieved that he was not disowning me. I ate my dinner and medicine and went to sleep.

That's it for this series. I hope you guys like this. Please leave comments with your valuable opinion. Thanks, a lot

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