Journey Of A Submissive Woman

All the characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. This series involves some things that I have done with my subs and slaves in real life. This story is just written for entertainment purposes. I hope you guys will enjoy it.

This story is from a few years back, where one of my readers expressed her desire to help her explore this BDSM lifestyle by being a Master Dom to her, and I was more than happy to help her out to explore this BDSM lifestyle and make you her my slave.

We were together in a master slave relationship for around 9 months, and in the series, you would be seeing the journey of a young, innocent woman being willing with her consent turned into a good, obedient slutty slave. As most of my female audience is female, I have written this story through her perspective, so you all can enjoy it more by imagining yourselves in it.

Let's begin with the story

I am Alia (name changed for privacy reasons), a twenty-five-year-old woman from Kerala. About myself, I have a decent height of 5 feet, 5 inches with a average figure and I have a light brown skin tone.

I used to think of myself as a person with average looks, but my master made me realize how beautiful, hot, and sexy I am. My master gave me the confidence, which also helped me while exploring my fantasies and BDSM.

It had been around a year since I graduated from college but wasn't able to find a job and was kind of disappointed by myself, but luckily I cracked an interview and got a job for myself. The only catch for that was I needed to shift to Mumbai and come to the office on a daily basis.

I discussed this with my parents, and my parents agreed to it, and I was very happy as I finally was able to get a job for me in Mumbai, and I would be living all alone and doing all the things I want to, but at the same time sad because I would miss my family.

So, as planned, I shifted to Mumbai and rented a flat for myself where I used to live all alone. I started going to the office on a daily basis as it had a nice, healthy working culture. In the blink of an eye, it had already been a month since I got shifted here.

I was on cloud nine as I had a great job with a good salary, my parents were happy for me, and finally all my dreams were turning into reality except for one thing. I have a BDSM fantasy. I have been having interest in BDSM for a very long time, and I want to try it at least once in my life.

I had a fantasy of being a slave to someone and getting dominated by him and giving my control to him, as well as letting him do anything with me and obey all his orders.

Just thinking about this thought used to excite me and used to turn me on, making me wet down there. Sadly, I didn't have anyone who had enough knowledge and experience abou BDSM or a trustworthy person with whom I could try this in real life.

I was a person who would prefer reading stories rather than watching BDSM porn. So to please myself, I used to imagine myself as the submissive in the story and used to play with myself.

Previously, I used to read stories and masturbate every fucking day as I had a separate room for myself. Even after shifting to Mumbai, I did it usually on a daily basis, but since the past couple of days I wasn't able to do it as I had a hectic and busy schedule because of which I was feeling sexually frustrated. So I decided to finish my work as well as my chores early today so I can read a nice story and give myself some pleasure.

Luckily, I was able to finish my work early today in the office, and I got back home slightly early as compared to my usual time. I completed my dinner and also finished all my chores so I can go to my room and enjoy some me time today.

I went to my bedroom and locked the door, closed all the windows, and closed the curtains as well. I turned the AC on, and I removed all my clothes and sat on my bed naked. The room was all dark now, as I had closed everything, and as the cold air touched my skin, I could feel the thrill in my body.

I grabbed my phone and logged in to my favorite site and straight away clicked on the BDSM category, as that's the only thing I like to read, and I started the hunt for the story that suits my style. I read a few stories that I thought would be interesting, but they weren't worth it and barely made me feel anything down there.

Likewise, I had promised myself that I would give myself an orgasm, so I didn't lose my hopes and kept my hunt on. I kept on scrolling, and a series caught my attention. The title was My BDSM Tales.

I clicked on the series and started reading the first part of it, and I found it quite interesting as it was very well written by the author as well as explained everything nicely. I have a habit of reading stories at a moderate pace so that I can imagine myself as the submissive woman in the story in my mind.

Soon I was able to finish the first part of the series, and what I saw next was completely shocking. My cunt was all wet, and it was leaking. Not only that, but even the bedsheet was wet with my pre-cum. I was shocked because I was never so much wet while reading a BDSM story.

I shoved my two fingers inside my cunt, and within a few strokes I had an orgasm, and this was the best orgasm I had in my life. I usually keep a towel beneath me while masturbating, but today I came on the bedsheet as well and made a huge mess with my wetness. I was in no mood to stop, especially not to clean this mess. Furthermore, I was in a different zone, so I grabbed my phone and started reading the next part.

I finished the whole series in no time, as I loved it so much, and this was one of the best BDSM series I have ever read. I literally came twice while reading the other parts of the series. In the past I have been had days when I wasn't able to masturbate for a whole week but even after that I didn't had so multiple orgasm and even if I did not in such a short period of time. So there was no doubt that this was happening because of the series I read now.

I don't know why, but the story has been rooted into my subconscious mind, as even the whole night I was thinking about it, and even in the morning while taking a shower, as I closed my eyes, I could see the story in front of my eyes on the phone, because of which I got wet down there, so I needed to give myself an orgasm so the horny slut inside me could get some pleasure.

It was Saturday, and I didn't have any weekend plans, so I was going to be home, and all the time I could only think of the story I read yesterday. I opened the story again and found an email ID where I could contact the author. So without wasting any time, I created a fake email ID and mailed the author while praising his story and giving a nice review while asking him if he would be interested in having a short conversation with me.

I sent the mail and waited for a reply from the author. I had many thoughts in my mind about how the author might already be having many readers who would praise his writings, so why would he message me? But luckily I got an email from him after a few hours.

That's it for this. We'll be continuing the story in my next part. You can check out my other stories. Also, do let me give feedback, and feel free to message me to have a conversation around BDSM.