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At the time I finished the last part, I had some ideas for what to write next, but those ideas are long forgotten, and I don't feel I could tell a good story for that portion, so it does feel like there is a gap in the story. Please ignore it as best you can.
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After that summer, I left as agreed, and life kind of went back to normal. I stayed in touch with the girls, but mostly through texting and online. I had a girlfriend for most of that school year.
Near the end of the school year, I wanted to do the same thing again next summer, and starting hinting about it with them, and they were open to it, but by the time final exams rolled around, they said they didn't want to do it this year, it was too distracting and sort of all encompassing, they said.
I was quite disappointed, and my relationship had ended not too long ago, likely in large part to my losing interest in anticipation of another summer with the girls. But, I started to look to the bright side and having a free summer of my own.
However once summer began, I mostly thought about last summer and how much fun that would be. Once night, I was drinking at home and texting the girls about how badly I wanted to serve them, saying all kinds of shit like "I want you to fuck my ass so bad." "I'd eat your ass until I passed out." "I wanna bathe in your piss." I'm sure they enjoyed my begging.
I admit then I kind of lost my mind, like a pathetic ex, and was contacting them a lot, saying stuff like "just for a night, let me come over." etc, whatever.
As the summer was mostly gone, I still didn't give up, trying for a final week, whatever. I was obsessed.
One day I sent a message, "I'll do whatever you want...anything."
I got a text message to meet them at the house that evening, at 9. I was so excited.
When I got there, we met in the living room, like usual. They had me stay dressed, but sit on the floor in the middle of them.
"Ok, we think we have something we want to try. It's lucky, we've been looking for a way to move out of this place, give ourselves more room, but stay together, and we found it. We each bought a condo, we're moving to a new city, about 2 hours from here, but we own all 4 rooms on the floor, it's a small building, anyways, we think there is lots of room for one extra person, so we can use you, but also have total privacy from you and each other, when needed. Does that sound good?"
"Yes, amazing."
"Hold on, it's going to be different than last time, we were hard on you, really hard, and you liked it, and you did what we asked, you were awesome, that's the only reason we're even considering this...but the stuff we did last time, it was all stuff you on some level wanted, and we knew that you liked it. We were thinking of your wants as well as our own, to make sure you got attention, fucking, discipline, etc. We had to take care of you, make sure you were getting your needs met. This time, we really don't care what you are looking for. You have to decide what's your primary need, if it's to serve us, however we want, no matter what you endure, if that's what fulfills you the most, then we are good. This can work. But if not, if you think you *need* anything specific beyond that, it won't."
"This is not for a summer, a year. We want you to serve us forever."
I knew I must have looked happy, and kind of shocked.
"This will often not be fun for you, you won't like this. I want that to be very clear. You can have a normal life, dreams, goals, OR you can get your fulfillment in our pleasure, dedicating your life to giving us everything you have. You'll have nothing. Your full mind and body. 24/7 for the rest of your life." Carly added.
"You look worried?" Kim asked.
"Not worried, confused...I'm not sure exactly what you mean."
"That's ok, it's something to think about, you have to decide what you really want out of this. This is permanent, we want you to basically sign over everything in your life to us. We control all your time, your actions and your body. We'll make efforts to pull you from normal society, so you're dependent on us, so leaving would really be hard."
"In short, we want your complete and total devotion, for your whole life, or until we don't want you anymore. Is that clear?"
"Yes, but, do you have examples?"
"We do, but not that we'd want to share. If you're not sure you'll like it, don't do it, if this doesn't sound good, don't do it, you're making a mistake. I'm not sure if this will be more intense, or harder than before, but it will be deeper, more encompassing for you, we'll be your whole life. And finally, we will push you farther than before. It may not be an intense as being tied up, hit, having a fist shoved into your ass. It will be a long, slow, experience, you may not feel different week to week, but after a year, two years..." Kim didn't finish the thought, but let it hang there, like a threat.
"If you felt debased or dehumanized before, its going to be much worse this time, and if you loved it before, maybe you'll fucking love this like it's 24/7 heroin...and because we have years, we can do this slowly, we want to rewire you as our perfect slave, but only if you want that and are willing to work with us...and if we ever get to the point in which we break you and you snap, and you won't go any lower, then we can throw you away. We're going to to make it so that your only value you have is as a pathetic slave, do you want that?" Val said.
"What we've done so far, that is only 1% of what we will do." Kim added.
"In some ways, it's a beautiful, pure life, devoted to serve, with tons of excitement and a way of life no one else will experience with 4 awesome girls and in others it will be terrible, extremely sadistic." Kim said. "School starts in 3 weeks, and we're moving to the condo soon after. Tell us yes before your school term starts, else we'll move on. If you want to let us know earlier, that's great If you have any more questions, you can call. But I really think this is all we have to tell you. Everything else is a surprise or we have no idea ourselves."
Kim paused, she was searching. "We need you to understand, how can we say this...you don't have the right to say no, or stop. There's no safe word, there's no asking us to slow down. We decide what is ok. You can only say "Yes." There are no conditions for you. It's not just for the playroom type stuff, it's for everything, every single thing in your life. If you refuse something, we'll do it anyways."
"So, you have to trust us, to give up total control, and I know you do, but you also have to understand that we will hurt you, we will fuck up your life, we'll do things you'd never, ever choose to do on your own. So realize that, you won't be treated like a human, or a pet, but a tool, or at best, a lab rat...we'll keep you comfortable and well fed in your cage while we run fucked up experiments on you."
I must have looked scared or just confused because they all laughed. "Got it?" Carly asked.
I said yes, then Kim told me to go home.
I took a few days to think about it, tried to talk myself out of it, but I knew I'd go. I was addicted, I'm not sure if it was to the girls, the lifestyle, or what, but I was. I was so miserable this summer. I somehow thought this was the stupidest and best thing I'd ever done, and I have no idea how that makes sense.
When I called Kim, she told me to be there in 24 hours, and to clean up any loose ends I had, and only bring with me things that were valuable, in terms of money. She said she'd destroy any pictures, etc. They had me put all my stuff in a corner. First, we sat down at a computer, and Kim immediately had me transfer all my money, and max out my student loan account over to her, and then took all my credit cards, and finally, had me apply for several others. She took my passport, driver's license, everything. So, instantly, I had no money, no ID.
