Enslaved By Myself Ch 09

I woke up on the ground, still in the room. I was sore and my ass still hurt. I started to realize my situation, I was still dressed up like a sissy with pathetic written on my forehead, my clone had tricked me earlier and made me his bitch again. I felt guilty towards Valerie and started crying softly, hoping my master wouldn't notice.

"The door won't open." He said calmly.

I just looked up to him, waiting for his lead.

"So what exactly did Valerie tell you to do to me?"

I told him everything and answered his questions about details truthfully.

"I'm just going to text her and tell her we're stuck." He said as he took a picture of my pathetic situation. "And that I succeeded in sissifying our slave."

I was really worried about what was to happen to Valerie, he could just easily overpower her. I realized how it was all my fault that she was going to get hurt.

"Oh, look, it's snowing outside." he showed me a picture Valerie sent him. "I should strip her naked and punish her outside." He smirked.

I flinched. I wanted to stop him, but at the same time, I felt like I was defeated and should be obedient. The conflicted feelings were driving me mad.

"Please don't hurt her too much." I begged him.

"Aww, you really do care about her. If you help me destroy her will to struggle I might be extra nice." He said as he patted my head. I nodded.

Valerie got home not much later. We heard her, but she didn't come immediately to us. My clone looked at the camera, realizing she might watch it. He started acting more like me and told me to act like him. I tried putting on a sour facial expression.

Not much later she came down and knocked on the door. She was acting weird as if she knew something was off. "Act!" my master commanded in a lowered voice.

"Hey slave, how is the sissy doing?" she asked through the door.

"He's doing alright, looking very girly." My clone responded trying to sound like me.

"Is that true, Pathetic, are you looking very girly?" She asked.

My master looked at me, waiting for me to act like him. "Yes, you bitch." I said, trying to act angry.

"Okay, slave, he sounds angry so let's be careful, I want you to move to the back of the room and put pathetic in front of the door."

My master looked surprised and then angry. "But why, mistress?! There's no need for that?"

"Shut up and as what I say. She said sternly, "You're my slave!"

My master was hesitant but felt pressured to respond as to not seem suspicious and walked back. "Okay mistress, done." He looked at me and hinted that I should keep acting.

I was impressed at how Valerie know something was off, but my heart was throbbing from anticipation and fear.

She opened the door just a little bit, looking inside. She was clearly very suspicious but relaxed when she saw my clone in the back. She opened the door more. "Crawl out, Pathetic!" I obeyed and crawled out of the room.

When I was out she closed the door. "You're not Pathetic, are you? It's just you, right?" she asked.

I kept my act together, still acting like I was my clone as I was still terrified of my master and in my mind doing it to protect Valerie. "What are you talking about?" I asked, putting on an angry facial expression.

"I don't think you're acting very well. He's stuck inside, no need to be afraid of him anymore! I saw through it!" she said. But I still wouldn't give in.

She got irritated and a little angry. "Still not?! Okay then, I'll treat you like him."

She suddenly kicked me and grabbed a leash to attach to my collar. She pulled me upstairs, my knee got hurt against the staircase a few times, but I tried to act tough.

After she led me to the room she threw me on the bed. "Maybe you're acting like this because you want me to be mean, you want me to hurt you."

That honestly wasn't my reason, it was to protect her, I was forced to in my mind. I felt guilty that she'd think that. But it also turned me on greatly to think she'd be mean and hurt me. My erection grew and grew, trying to escape my girly panties. I didn't respond verbally.

She suddenly stomped on my dick with her foot, greatly hurting my balls, tears released from my eyes but my dick only got harder. "See, this is turning you on, you deplorable weak-minded bitch."

She was collecting a lot of spit in her mouth, moved her face closer, and spat it on mine. The degradation turned me on so much. I still didn't say anything, as my tears mixed up with her spit.

She jumped off the bed and took off her pants and panties and got a whip from her closet.

"I'm going to be so mean that you'll regret this!" she said right before she whipped my dick as hard as possible. This time I wasn't tough enough not to cry out in pain. But she kept going and did it again and again.

She stood over me, looking down at me, with a scary smile on her face. She was enjoying this a lot more than I thought. She squatted down and sat on my wet face. She pulled my leash hard and placed her pussy right on my mouth.

I immediately got to work, pushing my tongue in and doing my utmost best to please my mistress. While I pleasured her she whipped me more and I sped up. She was greedy for pleasure, pulling my hair as hard as she could to force my face even tighter against her pussy.

I was in pain, still crying and completely focused on pleasuring my mistress. She had conquered me now, I was hers now, not my clone's.

She suddenly turned around and placed her asshole on my mouth. I kept pleasuring her, not caring about which hole it was, as long as she was being pleased. She was moaning hard. She started playing with my dick, using both her feet and the whip. It escaped the panties due to the movements.

I wanted to cum, I was getting close even though it was barely stimulated. But she suddenly stopped and had an intense orgasm herself. My face was still completely drenched in bodily liquids.

She turned around and looked down at me. "Admit it now." She slapped my face a few times. Hard.

I barely could talk but I responded. "I admit it, I'm so sorry, I'm not my clone, I was acting!" I started crying harder.

"No shit, you hopeless actor." She responded as she slapped my cheek one last time, as hard as she could. "But I'm not done with you yet."

She turned me around and pulled my panties down and skirt up. "I see he spanked you quite hard." She said as she saw my sore red ass. "Not as hard as I will though."

She whipped my already hurting ass as hard as she could. I pushed my face into the pillow and cried out while drying my face. "Ass up." She commanded calmly. I obliged.

"How dare he try, trick, and steal my property, my bitch, my desperate slut." She said as she continued whipping. "This better hurts enough that you realize you're mine and mine alone forever and ever." I mentally nodded.

After over 10 minutes of continued whipping, I felt my butt was bloodied. "If only I had a strap-on." She said as she suddenly pushed in two fingers in my hole. "This sissy deserves a hard pounding."

Instead, she got a large dildo from her closet. I was looking at her, still pointing up my ass. She was still beautiful, she walked so powerfully and her ass was magnificent. I thought about how bad I was for allowing my clone to trick me to betray her, I realized I deserved all this pain, even if I didn't receive any pleasure from it.

She stared at my face as she walked back. "Open." she commanded. I opened my mouth and she immediately shoved in the dildo. She started throat fucking me with it, laughing at me.

After a while she decided it was wet enough and got it out, she slapped my face with it. I loved her smile during it, she was so beautiful yet intimidatingly sadistic. I hadn't seen this side of her before.

I pushed my ass upwards in anticipation. She just shoved it in, I was surprised that it would fit since it was so large. Apparently, my slutty hole had been trained plenty in the past.

It did hurt a little and the movement also made my whipped butt move and hurt. She suddenly started fucking my ass with the dildo really fast, out of nowhere. It hurt and felt great at the same time. She was speeding up, even more, it felt crazy.

She started dirty talking while doing it. "You like that, don't you? You desperate sissy whore, beg for more!" I obeyed and begged for more, while my body and voice were shaking from the intensity and speed.

Not much later and I got close to cumming, she didn't even touch my dick. I didn't look at her but I just knew she was looking at my dick while she was continuing to destroy my hole with the dildo.

Then she suddenly kissed my dick and I came. It felt amazing, but the pleasure faded quickly, the pain did not. She stopped fucking my ass and started undressing me.

She took off my skirt and panties first and threw them on the floor. Then she took my top and wiped off my face with it. I was naked now except for my pink socks and collar, she started cuddling me and comforted me. I cried in her chest.

I felt lost and felt like she was the only one I could trust and love. She was my everything now, she had conquered me and owned me.

Later we talked for hours. I asked her about how she knew it was me. She told me she could just recognize me from the picture alone, that I wasn't as muscular, that I had paler skin, a different look in my eyes, and, 'I was just obviously her cute innocent slave'.

I also told her all that happened before. About how he tricked me and how he forced me, degraded me, and hurt me. She was consoling. I also told her about him pretty much brainwashing me by making me repeat things.

"That gives me an idea, anyway, get some sleep, I'm going to check the cameras and do some research." She said.

"Yes, mistress." I said moments before I fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up with my handcuffs unlocked. Valerie was fast asleep, sleeping so peacefully and looking innocently. Her hand was resting on my butt as if she was caressing my butt cheeks while I was asleep. She was too good for me.

It was hard to believe this Valerie was the same Valerie that had a sadistic side I hadn't seen before, it was impossible to guess from how she acted earlier, she was too inexperienced to be that sadistic. Perhaps the situation had changed her.

I got out of bed and checked the camera. My clone was sleeping too. I had no idea what we were going to do with him, but decided to just follow my mistress' lead.

I got dressed, regular male clothes this time, and went downstairs. I made breakfast for Valerie and brought it to her. She was grateful and overly nice again, totally unlike the new Valerie I met the night before.

Later she told me about her plan to hypnotize my clone, to make sure he behaves. She told me about some pills she researched that would make him more susceptible and asked me if I could help her buy it on the dark web. She hadn't used cryptocurrencies before either. Of course she expected me to pay for it, which I didn't mind.

Later on, Valerie checked the camera again. "Hey, you got to see this!"

My clone was furiously typing something on his phone. "We need to get that phone back." She said.

"But how?" I asked.

"I don't know yet, feel free to think of something."

"Do you think he called someone too?" I asked.

"Nope, the phone's microphone isn't working, how did you not know that?"

I shrugged. "I haven't even thought about calling anyone, I guess I have been distracted by love or something." I said as I blushed. She blushed a little too.

I couldn't think of anything other than waiting for him to sleep. In the meantime, we were worried he had called the police, or something worse.

Valerie came up with the idea to check messages on the laptop. Fortunately, the messaging platform was still connected to the browser. My clone had asked a friend for help, saying his crazy girlfriend locked him inside and he should come here.

Valerie told me to get dressed more like my clone does and practice my acting. Not much later the bell rang, Valerie instructed me what to do.

"Hey dude, did you get out already?" He said.

"Huh, what are you talking about?" I responded. "Wanna come in?"

Valerie came. "Hey Michael, you really came! I guess you're truly a good friend, I'm sorry about that prank, I typed that to test you and you passed the test!"

Michael laughed. We hung out for a short time. I felt awkward, acting like this guy was my friend while not even knowing who he was. He told me I looked different today and asked if anything happened. "Oh, just wild and abusive sex with my crazy girlfriend." I joked. We all laughed.

The laughing made me more confident again, realizing I was ready to socialize again. We came up with an excuse to get him to leave not much later. A winter storm was predicted that night, so he should leave before that. The moment he was gone Valerie rushed to check on the cameras.

He wasn't using the phone, perhaps he was just waiting patiently. Valerie said we should hurry before he texts more. She pointed at a baseball bat and I took it with me.

Downstairs she knocked on his door. "Hey cutie, I finished up Pathetic's sissification, wanna see?" She acted as if she never realized the difference.

My clone wasn't stupid though and was sure she knew about it as he was left alone all night and day. He didn't respond at all, hoping she'd come inside. He was still furious about being tricked into just letting me go.

Instead, it was me who went inside, armed with the bat. "Bad boy!" He said. "Sit!" He tried to command me. I ignored him and slowly moved closer. "Give me the phone!" I said in a serious tone.

He took the phone from his pocket and realized I was still wearing the shock collar. He went to the app as quickly as possible and shocked me on the hardest stance. I couldn't move or think properly anymore as the shocking pain paralyzed me.

He took the bat from me and told me to "Sit!" again while laughing at me for fucking up again. I still couldn't respond as he was still shocking me.

Fortunately, Valerie was watching with the door open and quickly pulled me towards her as hard as could. She was getting shocked too, but we managed to get out in time. She pushed the door and quickly locked it.

"That was close she said." In the meantime, the shocking continued again. He was clearly extremely angry, but he didn't yell anything. The pain wouldn't stop. Valerie tried to get it loose but every time she touched me she got shocked too.

"Where's the key?!" She yelled. I couldn't respond. She ran towards another room to search for rubber boots. There were none. But not much later the shocking stopped, the battery died. Not of the collar, but of the phone. We lucked out this time.

Later we were able to connect the collar with another phone and unlock it through that. I was still recovering from the shock.

We went on with our day and later that night I ordered the pills she wanted. We waited for him to be fast asleep and got the phone and the bat back. We left him a bottle of water, but no food.

We had won now. The pills, that would allow Valerie to brainwash him into an obedient sissy slave, were expected soon and we decided to celebrate. Although we would have to wait a while longer as the winter storm postponed the delivery. But we weren't thinking about that, nor worried, as he was locked inside and slowly losing strength.

We had a great cozy night, doing all kinds of boyfriend-girlfriend stuff, except sex, we could take a break from that.

The next day was quite normal too. Valerie started shopping online, spending a lot of money. I realized that now that I took my life back from my clone, that it was my money she was spending. It was okay though, I accepted that I was her property, so my property would be hers too.

Later that night we talked more about my clone, and about the pills probably being delayed. She told me she wanted to practice hypnotizing and that she read about it all day. I wasn't sure what to think about it all, I wanted to stay myself and not get hypnotized, but she assured me she'd undo all of it.

She started practicing on me. Being her submissive and feeling like she owned me, I was already very susceptible to her hypnosis. She had some fun with it. She tried some advanced tactics and I was put into some strange extra susceptible mode through it.

"You believe you're a girl now, and that we are besties." I subconsciously started completely acting like that, completely believing it. She laughed so much. She undid that hypnosis and tried a few other things. I remembered everything that happened while hypnotized, she hadn't erased my memories.

She made me act like all kinds of animals and as she was having fun her sadistic side returned. She made me do lots of humiliating things, playing with my ego, confidence, and identity. She hypnotized me to tell her all my secrets, limits, and insecurities. I told her everything without any thought, she was enjoying it so much and started to look down more and more on me.

After she undid that one I felt uncomfortable. "I'm sorry Valerie but I don't want to be hypnotized anymore, I feel weird." I told her. She suddenly got annoyed and angry. She grabbed me at my throat, choking me "Shut up, bitch, I decide when you get hypnotized, you just do what you're told, you insecure weak-minded desperate masochist." She made use of her new knowledge of my secrets and started hypnotizing me again.

"You now believe you're inferior to everything, especially me, you're subhuman, my plaything, you only exist to pleasure me and all your joy comes from pleasing me". She kept me in this belief for a while, making herself feel powerful and enjoy my full obedience. She even fucked me in this mode and enjoyed it far too much.

"I can't wait to have two of these." She said. In that mode, I didn't respond or even think about that. But after she undid the hypnosis I realized how much power I gave her over me, and how irreversible it is. It started scaring me, even though I was already happy being her inferior slave, I still wanted autonomy and to keep my own mind.

Next, she made me believe she truly was a goddess, my goddess, and she made me worship her completely. After a while, she got bored and undid it. At this point I was terrified, in hypnosis I experienced extreme power differences, she was terrifying now, I had seen her as a powerful goddess, a sadistic one that was feeding her ego.

I was afraid to show her my fear though and acted normally. "That was interesting, you probably don't remember anything of it though." She told me. "I had this idea, I really want you to accept this. What if I hypnotize you to become more confident again, and to feel superior to your clone, that way you can stand up for yourself and socialize normally again. I don't want to undo that one."

I just nodded, too scared to do anything else.

It really worked, the hypnosis really worked, and this time it benefitted me. After I left the susceptible mode I started thinking clearly again but was still confident. My clone was nothing now, I wasn't afraid of him anymore, he just became our pathetic slave, deserving harsh punishment. I realized we didn't even need to hypnotize him anymore, I could easily control him and dominate him.

"How do you feel?" she asked me.

"I feel great! Thank you!" I responded. I still felt something was off though, I wasn't truly myself anymore, I was hypnotized to be different. But I remembered all of it. I remembered how she treated me, how much fun she had in playing with my identity and self-worth. I became scared of her again, despite my newly found confidence.

"I think we don't need to hypnotize him anymore." I told her.

"Oh, and why is that?" She asked skeptically.

"Because we can easily control him, I'll become stronger than him easily." I responded.