How I Became a Bdsm Slave

The story of Jenna Martin

My name was Jenna Martin I was in college studying chemical engineering and doing quite well. I stayed after classes whenever I could to learn more than needed. I was quite stunning 5' 6" long red hair mostly petite but a little curvy a C-cup breasts. I was considered pretty smart by fellow students and faculty. I was a 3.9 student in High School and so far 4.0 here in college.

Outside of college I would relax at home and watch tv on the couch usually no one else was home when I did this so I could watch what I wanted. I was pretty conservative in what I watched. I did not have a boyfriend as I was very shy. I now realize I was never really happy, and I had fantasies of being naked and tied up in front of a lot of people. I never told this to anyone before.

I had a job at a fast-food restaurant so I could pay for some of my college and have spending money. It was an icky job, and Vikki Myers hated my guys because her boyfriend always flirted with me. I never flirted back though.

I had to wear funny looking uniforms the one I had to wear working in the dining room was very uncomfortable and was so tight it showed most of my body's features. I liked working the drive-thru because that uniform was looser so I could bend and reach out the window. I still had a lot of guys asking for my phone number.

One night Vikki forgot her keys to her locker and asked me if she could lock her purse with mine in my locker. I thought nothing of it and let her. She then called the cops and told them I had drugs with me at work. She told my manager too and he called the cops on me too. They came and searched my locker the purse she put in there had drugs and nothing else I was arrested on the spot.

The cop was nice though and didn't cuff me until we got to his car if I promised to behave. I did and he didn't cuff me at all. But this would change my life. My parents embarrassed didn't acknowledge me again even to this day. I lost my job and school chances.

Once I got to the jail, I had to strip to my underwear in front of everyone and be searched. While I was horrified, I secretly hoped they would then make me take my underwear off but they didn't. Aww Chucks lol. I had to raise my hands and run my fingers through my hair kind of embarrassing, but I did a little dance to show off. The staff wasn't amused and chewed me out "this isn't a fashion show or beauty pageant cut it out"

Next, they gave me an orange jump suit proving their point, I guess. I wasn't amused at this point I hoped my parents would come bail me out. They told me they don't want drugs or druggies in their house. I explained that Vikki set me up and they simply told me to grow up and take responsibility that is the only way I would ever heal and get off the drugs.

I didn't know what to do I had a Cellie that was old enough to be my mother and told me of a man that could help me if I was willing to be a bdsm slave. She called this guy and told him about me and the guy agreed to visit me if I wanted. She was to this point the only one to believe me. I reluctantly agreed to put him on my visitor's list, and he came to visit me. He told me to plead no contest when I go to court and he would take care of the rest. I was furious I didn't do it and he wants me to plea no contest instead of not guilty. But I bit the bullet and did what he said he was the only one helping on the outside at this point.

The Judge informed me since it was a misdemeanor I would spend 90 days in jail and be released if I had somewhere to go. Otherwise, I would have to wait for a bed in a halfway house. Not many of those for females. I already had 48 days in jail at this point and only needed 42 more days. Mr. Blevins the man that was helping me told the judge if I would agree to his rules, he would take me in. The judge advised me to obey him. I still had two years of probation.

Mr. Blevins visited me in jail and laid down the conditions. I was shocked at his rules and the fact his wife was okay with them. But I talked to her on the phone, and she told me most of the rules were hers not his anyway. When my 42 days were done, and I was released into his custody he brought me a dress to wear home. He informed me it wasn't mine and this would the first and last time I wore it or anything ever again. It was as red as my auburn hair and so short it barely covered me. He told me to hold on to his arm. He walked me all the way from the jail to his house. I was about two miles of sheer humiliation, but I was becoming wetter with each step. He told me once we reach his house slave training will begin. I had butterflies in my stomach.

Once we reached the house, I was taken in to meet his wife Mrs. Blevins and she was no-nonsense and demanded I take off her dress at once. I had nothing on but her shoes at this point and she scolded me those were hers. So, I immediately removed them. Then she told her husband "Get this bitch out of my sight for thirty days" He took to the basement and chained me to the wall.

I was chained down there for thirty days I was trained how to give blow jobs, how to use my hands to make Master cum, I wasn't allowed to cum myself, and I was spanked everyday whether I deserved it or not. I was also reminded I agreed to this in advance and could choose to go back to jail at any time. Once the thirty days were up, I was taken upstairs and trained to satisfy a woman with my tongue and fingers. Once I was good at that they started training me to cook, clean, serve them their meals and drinks, and I was still spanked every day.

My butt always was red or always bruised and sore it is the rule of the house for me. I wear a collar and butt bruises and nothing else. I served upstairs by day and at night once I satisfied them I was taken by Master to the basement and chained for the night. This went on everyday Mistress or Master would spank me in the morning and the other would spank me in the evening. I learned how to clean to their liking real fast. They did tell me once trained they would sell me at the slave auction downtown to get the money they spent on my fines and other expenses. I secretly was wet thinking about it.

As the weeks and months went by I getting less punishments and had learned how to take anal from both Master's cock and Mistress' strap on. I was cleaning better than ever and was proud of myself for the first time in my life. No matter how well I had done in my studies I was never satisfied nor praised by my parents for that matter. But learning how to take all of Master's cock both orally and anally plus my other chores makes me happy inside. But I was still not ready to be sold they told me more cleaning experience was needed. So, I cleaned even using two hands at once. Their house was clean when I got there and now it is spotless. But I still clean walls, counters, bathrooms, and floors. It never ends I clean over ten hours a day and cook, provide sexual services, meal services, drink services, and take two beatings a day.

Knowing I am to be auctioned off I want it to happen, so I pray while cleaning the floor it is almost time. I did this every day for eight more months. Then one day Mistress tells me the next auction is twenty days away so prepare my heart and mind for the reality that is to come. Secretly I had already prepared myself long ago. I am ready and counted the days down each day waiting for the next one. Master really wanted to keep me, but Mistress told reminded him they have another one coming from the jail and cannot have two of us at once. I didn't know this and wondered if they had a girl here while I was waiting for my release date.

Oh well not my business the day finally came. I was a little nervous about what was to come but embraced the unknown as well. When Master told me we would be walking three miles a mile past the jail I came from, and I would be naked I was scared I would end back there. He assured me they know what is going on and no one will even blink other than to admire my raw beauty. Then the walk of shame began.

I was so glad Master again had me hold his arm it made me feel safer that day. It also took my mind off what was to come. We walked all three miles I didn't even notice the jail. A lot of people were out that day walking as it was nice out. Many looked and some took pictures of me. We ended up in an area that had a lot of old warehouses and Master turned towards one that had no sign indicating what business it was. We went inside and a couple of old ladies were at a folding table one gave Master a nametag and the other whisked me away behind some curtains. She sternly told me to follow directions or be punished. The auction began and I was the last one shown.

I was nervous as were the other slaves I was photographed. The bidding started but no one really wanted to bid. I didn't understand it I was by far the prettiest one there and everyone acknowledged that, but no one bid anything on me. This is a three-day auction I was told and the big bidders aren't even here yet so everyone is waiting. Once that day ended, I was put in a cage for the night. The next day came, and I was taken out washed and shaved. They fed me a little and that day started more girls were brough in and auctioned off all except two and then like the day before I was the last one shown.

I was not only looked at I was groped greedily by many not only men but women too. I felt like a cheap whore but also was more alive than I ever was before. It ended all too suddenly I wanted more. I was taken in back and allowed to masturbate for a smaller crowd. I was then instructed to lick my fingers clean. I was told the big bidders would begin getting in tonight and they would get a sneak preview of me before the final day. I was assured someone will pay the $400,000.00 my Master is demanding. I was shocked that was way more than my $3,000.00 fine and they didn't spend much on me at all the two years I was there. They fed me just enough and I never had clothes at all. No medical bills why so much? It made me feel like a piece of meat but special at the same time.

The night show was preceded by me showing off my sexual talents taking cock in both my ass and mouth. Two ladies used strap-ons on me. Some look at my pussy and used there fingers a little but not too much. If they damage that they are on the hook for the whole $400k. I am a virgin and that is why I am worth so much I was told. The night show then began and the rich really did look different than the ones that were here so far. Right before it began, they made my cum seven times I was exhausted. It was late and I was so tired, but I did notice the beautiful blonde lady in the stunning green dress and I wanted to taste her so much that I dreamed about her all night once I was put back in my cage.

Morning came so fast I wasn't allowed food just water that day and taken outside to squat and pee. Once back inside I was forced to masturbate until I came seven more times. I then was showered and oiled down for the final show. I was the only one shown today all the other slaves were sold. So far, the highest they brought was $85k. I would bring much more I was told. I was up there a long time and looked over by many men and women. Finally at the end there she was standing right next to me in another stunning green dress. Everyone called her Blondie.

She walked all around me I tried to keep eye contact with her stunning body, but she told me to stand still. She must have made three laps and then slapped my ass and told me I belong to her. She went and handed the auctioneer the check for 1 million dollars and told him I belong to her now. He told her that once the check clears, they will arrange for my delivery to her. She told them to take good care of me in the meantime. No more touching me by anyone. I was taken back washed under her supervision and caged.