Ch 1: the perfect slave
Debra was a perfectly average, modest looking woman of 26. She had shoulder length brown hair and was a few pounds overweight with smallish breasts. She dressed in classy outfits with matching jewellery and earth tone makeup.
Debra was polite and soft spoken. She wasn't the kind of girl who got lots of second looks, but she never had trouble getting a date.
She worked as a receptionist at a children's dentist and lived in a small house in a quiet neighbourhood that her grandparents had left her.
But she was bored. She'd begun reading about a range of fetishes online, trying to figure out what interested her. She seemed to be aroused but everything and nothing and because more and more confused.
She answered my ad seeking a sub and we began chatting. I always enjoy a challenge.
I started simply with her, giving her a few Rules and Tasks to follow. She loved it and completed everything to the letter. What I soon learned is that she enjoyed being pushed more and more out of her comfort zone and simply liked being made to do things she normally wouldn't do. Over time I'd find that she had almost no limits. She was that amazingly rare find--a true slave.
I began calling her only Debbie and got her a necklace with that in cursive (she'd always been Debra, so that little change felt dramatic at the time). When I eventually shared her with others, she was always introduced as Dee.
At my first session with her, I tested her oral skills. She gave a decent blow job, but nothing special. Over the next few weeks, I had her practice some new techniques.
She began a nightly routine of sucking her dildo, learning to take it deep without gagging. I also had her practice three techniques--tongue and lips only to make it as sensual as possible, deep throating and a "quick" technique to get a guy off fast using her mouth and hands.
After four weeks, she was a pro. Debbie could take my full length and hold it there. I could fuck her face properly or let her make me cum after lots of tongue--she developed great staying power and could give head for ages without getting tired.
Her new Rules included all the changes I wanted--she began waxing everywhere, pants and jeans were mostly replaced by skirts, shorts and tight yoga pants. Her underwear became sexy or nonexistent depending on my mood. I had her begin keeping a journal so she could relive past experiences and share even more with me.
She started and ended each day I wasn't with her by using her toys. I began having her associate teasing and playing with my commands. Soon, she'd be wet just hearing the word glisten and I could make her orgasms quicker and more intense with a few choice words. Eventually, her keywords worked by text as well--her heart would race when she got a message from me.
Debbie just wants to excel at everything. I enjoy pee control and with her it was especially fun. It's the one thing she can't fully control and making her piss herself uncontrollably remains one of my favourite punishments for her.
As you'd expect from such a good slave, she perfectly stops and starts peeing on command. She'll pee anywhere in any position I require. But, making her hold it until she squirms and wets herself is a delight. The look of pure personal annoyance and disappointment on her face is delicious because it's so rare.
Ch 2: the transformation begins
The biggest challenge of having a slave with no limits is discovering that. By nature, submissives don't want to disappoint their dominant. So unless they declare a limit, as a Dom you're left pushing and exploring until you find them. With most subs, after a few sessions, you have a good map of what a sub likes, dislikes and where the lines are.
With Debbie, it felt more like pushing against air--no resistance. And everything seemed to excite her. She was that rare slave that really drew her pleasure from service.
But, with each new line crossed and boundary broken, she just wanted more. She came harder, easier and was wetter or just wet more often or for longer as she waited the next thing or relished the memory of the last.
To further mould her, I added yoga to her routine to make her even more supple. She began doing a few exercises and made a few modest dietary changes to further sculpt her body.
I began having her dye her hair differently each month. She was a blonde, a red head, jet black, highlights then worked through pink, blue, green and white. Over time, I settled mostly on a natural looking soft red, but had to throw in some variety to keep her from getting bored.
We did something similar with clothes and makeup. She looked amazing as a Goth, but dead sexy in riding gear or 1950s housewife complete with red lipstick and perfect hair. Makeup shifted from elegant to slut to teen and back again. Her fingernails and toenails were always done and their styles matched the overall look.
I was thankful her boss was so easygoing with her appearance.
But I wanted more permanent and pronounced changes as well. As with everything else, I started small with a second set of ear piercings. Then I had her tongue and bellybutton done--the tongue to further enhance her amazing blow jobs.
Next was a small tattoo on the right edge of her pelvis, just before the fold where her pelvis meets her thigh--1" diameter copy of my seal to denote my ownership. I also had the artist add a small square copy of a backstage pass that read "access all areas" on the other side of her pussy.
The last change I made was getting her lip fillers. I had her get just a bit more than she should do she had pronounced duck lips. I don't even find it sexy...but wanted to do it just because.
To mark the start of the next phase, I took her for a meal dressed in a pink minidress. It was during a blonde phase and she looked so much like a doll it was almost funny. Pink lipstick, eyeshadow, nails, long lashes and sickly sweet perfume completed the vibe.
Her ass was plugged with a pink plug sporting a pink jewel and her pink remote vibe was where it belonged inside her.
"Debbie, tonight is a bit of a celebration. You've come a long way in your Training since we met and you're one of the best slaves I've ever owned."
"Thank you, Sir. I love serving you." She smiled radiantly.
I clicked her vibe onto low. She shifted slightly.
"Tomorrow I'm going to formally register you as my slave. Then on Saturday, I have a Training challenge for you to take you to the next level. I know you're an excellent cocksucker with me. But, I want to see how you please other men."
"Sir?" Debbie's blushing and smiling...looking voracious and savouring the expectation.
"I'm going to have you suck off some of my friends. The goal is to see how fast you can make them cum. I know you did some research into pleasing me--which paid off. But, this is almost a competitive Task. Are you up for it, Debbie?"
"Of course. I also appreciate and look forward to being formally your slave. Perhaps I could get a new tattoo to reflect that?"
Ch 3: Cocksucking skills
Sadly, public glorholes are getting rarer and rarer. Fortunately, there's one at a quiet adult bookstore not too far away. The owner is easygoing and has a special gloryhole that can be made invite only to avoid people you don't want joining in. His only request is that he gets to play while someone minds the cash register for him.
Debbie and I arrived at "Milt's Adult Bookshop" in the quiet industrial estate at 2:40pm on Saturday. It was the only open business, so it was as discreet as possible. Only one car was out front and that was Milt's.
Debbie was wearing a bright blue shirt skirt with a white tank top. She had matching blue high heels, with nails painted to match. I had her wear her chastity belt underneath to keep her from touching herself until she was done. Sucking cock made her very horny.
She again had her remote vibe inside her.
She looked slightly nervous, but determined as she stepped out of the car and walked towards the entrance.
