Permanent Slavery Journey
Upon owner's order what follows is the story of this slave's (age 60) path to permanent slavery. And the life, 7 years in May 2020, of slavery.
Owner's Order: Write the story of your history with female domination. How it led to my taking permanent ownership of you. What your life of slavery has been. This one time you are released to be, and must be, totally open and honest in the details, and expressions of your thoughts and feelings.
My reaction to the Order. Thrilled owner assigned me this duty. Determined to follow it to the letter. Fearful of owner's reaction to my honest thoughts and feelings. Scared she will abandon or sell me.
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Slavery is any system in which principles of property law are applied to people, allowing individuals to own, buy and sell other individuals, as a de jure form of property. A slave is unable to withdraw unilaterally from such an arrangement and works without remuneration.
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----- Chapter 9 : Travels & Trials -----
COVID changed the world, but first. Early 2020 was intense. We had been informed by Master that we would be her travel slaves for the year. Freak had no reaction. I was excited and fearful. Trips were trouble. Slaves learned quickly they included the most extreme play. And occasionally huge life changes.
Freak and I flew together like a couple. Not told where. Cannot tell you much, we were given pills to take. Ambien? Maybe Roofies? Only have vague memories of the flights.
We were met just outside customs by a driver. He knew who we were. Just walked up and we followed him. Led us to a large black SUV. He got in the back with us. Put hoods on our heads. Strapped seat belts on us. Then cuffed our wrists and bent us over. Locked the cuffs to a bolt on the floor. Very uncomfortable. Drive was well over an hour.
Pulled from a garage down two flights of steps. Stripped. Pushed backwards flat against a stone wall. Spreadeagled and cuffed. Hood taken off. It was a dim and dank stone room. Cage was less than a foot deep. Trapped between rock wall and metal bars. Freak was straight across in the same position. Her tits hanging through the bars.
A very stern stout 50ish bleach blonde came in. She pulled my dick out and and locked a thick rubber device around the base. Rubber had hooks in it. Hung weights from the hooks. About 10kg were pulling down. Quickly felt like my balls and penis would tear off. Freak received weights for both her tits and cunt lips. Lips hung down past her knees.
Domme spoke with a heavy German(?) accent "No noise no toilet. Make a mess we will burn off your genitals." Jesus!
Freak was taken first. Hours later a young Domme came to get me. Walking with that weight was excruciating. Entered a large stone room. It had a viewing gallery all around four meters above. Place looked like a classic horror movie torture dungeon. It was full of BDSM equipment.
Domme removed the weights and cage. Bound me into a tortuous cbt chair. Not quite a chair, was sitting on a rounded triangular piece of wood. Weight all on my pubic bone. She pulled my feet up and cuffed them behind me to the end of it. Wrists cuffed behind me. A metal ring locked around my neck. Dick and balls pulled through the hole onto a small platform. She yanked the dickhead up, another Domme stepped over and quickly drove two small nails through the head. Yelped, but pain was not too bad. The balls laying loose waiting for attention.
Tried to take in what I could see. A BDSM circus. Numerous naked slaves all in some form of heavy bondage. Odd thing was slaves were a mix of very attractive young, like 20-25 years old, and older mostly unattractive slaves over 40 like me.
Starring straight at me was a handsome buff young man locked just as I was. Only difference was his dick, big, was free laying with his balls. Near him a young woman with a banging body, bent over. Her ankles and wrists cuffed and all locked onto a large bolt in the floor. Off to one side a 55ish very skinny woman tied spreadeagled tied to ropes. Her face was plain ugly. Her small tits droopy and stretched marked. Maybe 10 others a similar mix. All with faces uncovered. 50/50 mix of young and old.
In the far left corner from me was some kind of wooden scaffold covered in sheets. Walls I could see were covered with instruments, whips, canes, cuffs etc.
People started to come into the gallery above us. Looked like rich people from a dinner party. A few, mostly older men and women, wore eye masks. Mixed in on the arms of several old to very old men were some slender very beautiful young women. Model types. Assumed there were pros or gold diggers. Young servant girls mixed in providing drinks.
The bleach blonde Domme started the action. She took a nasty looking long tale whip and whipped the ass of a fat male slave who was face down on a bondage table. She barked something and two young Dommes joined her, both whipping his back from opposite sides. This scene ended with her grabbing a nail paddle. She showed it to the gallery. Then hit his ass very hard. He grunted and she snapped "'no noise or I'll rip your balls off!" She finished and there were streams of blood running down his legs.
Another order barked and the two young Dommes pulled the sheets off the wooden contraption. Older Domme described the action. On the lower level sitting on a board was a curvy young woman sitting cross legged. Her upper body bound tightly with ropes her arms pinned at her sides. She had a large rubber mouth gag with a large clear tube connected to it from above.
On the second level Freak knelt on two cross boards. Her body encased in a thin black rubber suit. The tube plugged into her crotch. A clear plastic bag rose above her head, the bottom tapped around her neck. The bag top held open by a hoop, hanging below bottom of a PVC pipe that came down from the gallery level.
"Ladies and gentleman all of your urine from now on will feed down through these recycle slaves. Top slave either drinks it or drowns in it. Bottom slave drinks all that comes through from slave above. Bottom one is available for purchase. She would be a nice looking urinal for your home. Start!" A stream of urine cascaded out of the pipe onto Freak's head.
The full circus had begun. Most of the action was pain play; caning, whipping, beating. People from the party started to come down to observe up close. Master Lisa joined and I laser focused on her. Had seen her very little the previous few months. She had no companion.
She stopped to watch a very curvy young woman who was trapped in metal bondage on the floor in a sphinx position. Her head immobile pulled back by her hair. Two young men placed a fucking machine in front of her. A Domme attached a very long flexible dildo to it. It started to fuck her mouth. Domme slowly adjusted machine and it pushed dildo deeper and deeper. Could see the girls throat expand to take each slow thrust.
Lisa spoke to the Domme. Asked a question? Domme stopped the machine with girl's throat full. The two dominants chatted, the sub squirmed as she could not breath. Lisa was shown how the thrust depth could be adjusted. Turned it back on but speed greatly increased. Girl struggled to gasp a breath each time. Cock tried to twitch causing me some pain. Domme slowed the machine.
Lisa moved to the cbt chair guy in front of me. The bleach blonde joined handing her what looked like a heavy rubber baton. The two started to pound his balls and cock. Brutal. He was screaming and shaking his head. They ignored him and kept going. Scared shitless I was next.
Blonde stopped and called everyone's attention to his balls. "Watch for a few minutes. They will swell to over twice normal size. That will increase the pain." Slave was groaning and drooling.
Lisa made her way to me. Smiled and looked me right in the eyes.
"This is it. Time to prove your unconditional surrender to absolute slavery." Gulped and my stomach was churning. Fear was trying to overwhelm me.
"Answer."
"Master Lisa am your slave and property." She smiled and lightly laid her hand on my cheek. Felt so sweet and intimate.
"Now let's prove it." She was handed a hammer and two narrow nails with no heads. OMG! She made a show of a nail. Held it in her left hand which descended to one of my balls.
"Ask for it."
"Please Master nail your balls." She smiled.
"Good boy. Now stay quiet." She pressed the nail point into the ball. Looked me in the eyes and slammed the hammer down two times fast. My vision went dark. Somehow I stayed quiet. Maybe passed out for a few seconds? Pain indescribable.
Master repeated the process. After the second ball was nailed the group clapped and Master Lisa acknowledged them wearing a large grin.
The cbt show done, multiple scenarios picked up. I tried to distract myself watching the beautiful girl bolted to the floor. A 60ish man with a stunning 20ish companion closed in on her. They both ran their hands over the doubled over body. Woman started to finger the pussy. Held up her fingers to show that it was very wet.