Life of a Slave

Part 1:

You are Maggie. You grew up in a small town, you liked the people but hated the pace. As soon as you turned 18 you moved to the city and tried your hand at modelling. Oddly enough, it paid off. You're able to make quite the life for yourself, living the single girl's dream. On these trips you go for photoshoots you sometimes tend to shack up with some of the better looking guys. They're always willing with you, you take very good care of your body. You're 5"6, very slender figure with nice tanned skin, you generally can get what you want from any guy.

While you're done shooting for the day, you browse social media. You're chatting with your friends when you get a random message. It's from Jake, a former classmate of yours. He used to try to get with you any chance he got. It was cute but pathetic in a way, he'd ask you to every dance he could, of course you said no. He was nice, but definitely more the nerdy type. The message was just a random link. You send a message to him.

"Got hacked I see?" you type.

"Nope. That was all me. It's a cool thing, let me know what you think." he responds pretty quickly.

That seemed fair enough, either it's a bot programmed to say that and you're about to get a virus or see something a nerd finds cool. You click on the link. All of the sudden your screen flashes a few bright lights from the screen and plays some high pitch tone. You didn't think the screen flashing white a few times was what he would think of as cool.

You type back to him. "Think it's broken, just flashed a few times and played a screeching tone."

He replies back immediately. "No, I think it worked. Maggie, turn on your vid chat."

You figure, why not? Maybe on vid chat you could get an idea of what was supposed to happen. You type back "Yes, sir." weird... You never say sir. You decide not to think about it and open up your video chat.

Jake is sitting in his chair in a dark room, and you're sitting on the bed with a white t-shirt and grey panties. "Hello, Maggie. From here on out, you will listen to me, and do as I say." he says calmly.

Well, when it comes to computer things, he's probably the guy to listen to. And I should probably do as he says you think obliviously. "Yes, sir. I will listen to you and do as you say."

He sits up, a bit more excited in his seat. He's getting a bit weird. "Great! Then click that link again, watch and listen." he tells you. It sounds weird, but you've listened to him this far. You click the link, and watch the flashing white lights, you're noticing a pattern in them. You listen to the screechy tone. You feel light headed.

You start to get suspicious. "Jake, what is that? What's it doing to me?" you ask, clearly sounding annoyed.

"Relax, relax, Maggie." he says, you immediately do for some reason. He continues "I'm not doing anything you dont want me to do. You like this feeling, don't you. The feeling of wanting to do as I say?" you're not sure why, but he's right. You do want to do everything he says. What's happening to you? "Now, Maggie. You're going to stop worrying about everything when I snap my fingers. When I snap my fingers, you'll stop worrying about why. My commands will be like second nature to you. You'll need to obey everything I say and never question it. You understand that, right?" he explains slowly. He's right, you do need to do whatever he says. Before you can even think about how to get help, you near a snap. You see his fingers on the screen in front of you, and all of your worry, shame and guilt are lifted from you. You feel freer, not a worry in the world. Jake speaks after a while "You're mine now, Maggie."

You cant help but want to answer "Yes, sir. I'm yours."

Part 2:

You're sitting on your bed, looking at your laptop wearing your ear buds, but you're seeing things differently. Jake is looking at you happily, and knowing you're making him happy is very pleasing for you. You want it to continue, so you'll do what he says.

He says to you, eagerly, "Maggie, you will from now on address me as master. And you'll be my slave. Do you understand?"

You know that you're being controlled, but you also know that you dont care. You like this feeling of control. You need it. Out of that need you let go. Knowing you should be ashamed "Yes, I understand. You will be my master. I will be your slave." saying that made you feel great, like closing to climax. You love this control.

"You will send me pictures of you, both with your clothes on and off." he tells you, knowing you wont say no.

You give in to your master. "Yes master, I will send you pictures."

you take out your phone and snap a few pictures. You want to look good for Jake, You're liking your new relationship. You gradually take off more clothes, then of you completely topless. As you send him a picture of your bare naked chest, you get a twinge of guilt. You don't exactly have a boyfriend, but you and a guy have been intimate lately. You feel like you're cheating on him with Jake. You look back at your laptop and see Jake masturbating to your pictures. Something is wrong. You don't know what got into you, but you know it was weird. You snap at Jake. "Jake! What did you do to me? Why did I need to send those?!" you yell angrily.

Jake was taken aback. You see him look around nervously. The nerd tried to hypnotize you! What a creepy thing to do? You stare into his screen angrily, waiting for him to recover to give you an answer. He looks around, then reaches towards his microphone. What's he doing?

You hear a snap. Suddenly everything goes blank. Your anger melts away, you suddenly feel peaceful. You hear Jake's voice, "You are mine, once again."

You like that voice. "Yes master, I am yours once again."

He speaks back peacefully, warmly. "You are mine, you belong to me."

Feeling like heaven, you reply back "Yes master. I am yours, I belong to you."

"Your body also belongs to me. I own you."

Suddenly it made sense why he got those pictures from you. It's because he owns you. You're his property. You seem to remember now that you've always belonged to him. "Yes master. My body belongs to you. You own me."

It all makes sense.

Part 3:

Over the next few days, your life takes a drastic turn. You broke things off with your guy friend. He seemed hurt but he'll get over it. You belong to Jake now and he doesn't want any other guy getting on the way.

Jake wants to see you, and you want to be with him, but you've got a contract to finish the photoshoot, which you can't get out of. Like a nice and patient master, Jake understands that. You're able to finish up the photoshoot in a couple of days, sure you sometimes had to act like a bit of an impatient bitch, but if they knew why you wanted to leave they'd understand. But they can't know. Jake has made it very clear that you can't tell anyone about your enslavement. It's a pitty, the best thing to ever happen to you and you can't tell a soul, not even your best friend, Brittney. But that's the price you pay for happiness you tell yourself.

Multiple times throughout the day, you rewatch the link that Jake originally sent you. You're not stupid, you know you only feel this way because he's hypnotized you. But you don't care, also because he's hypnotized you, but that's not important. Whether it's because you really like it or he's told you to, these have been the best few days of your life.

Each night, you video chat with Jake. You send him a few pics, dance around and model for him. It makes him happy and you as well. He even masturbates to you. You should be disgusted but instead you just show off your chest and ass more. He finally cums to you. This makes you feel damn close to climaxing.

You stop dancing and sit on your bed, completely naked. You have good news for Jake. "Master? I've got some good news."

He's catching his breath. "What's that, Maggie?"

You tell him happily "I finished the photoshoot today. I'm catching a plane at 5 in the morning to come be with you."

He looks surprised, "wow! That's great! I can't wait for you to get here and meet your fellow slaves!"

Wait a second... Fellow slaves? FELLOW slaves?? How many women has Jake done this to? You thought you were special! The only one. Clearly Jake can tell your reaction to this. He's learned how to help you when you're like this. He reaches towards the mic and snaps his fingers. The snap echos in your headphones. The world melts away. Just like every time he's done this to you, or for you. "Maggie, you are okay with me having other slaves."

The world is still spinning, but in your monotone voice he loves so much you tell him "yes master. I'm okay with you having other slaves..." He starts to masturbate again. You gather yourself just about the time he's done.

He looks at you "go to bed, slave. I'll see you tomorrow."

By this time you've gathered yourself, thanks to Jake you're not mad anymore. You get excited again. "I'll see you tomorrow, master!" And log off for the night. You go to bed but have a hard time sleeping. You grab your vibrator and start to masturbate yourself. You cum before too long, and lay back, adrenaline rushing. Eventually you fall asleep.

You wake up early and head to the airport. You get through security with relatively little issue and hop on the flight. The flight goes smooth, and in just 5 hours you land. As you head into the terminal you see Jake. Your heart skips a bit out of pure joy. You see a woman with Jake. This must be one of the other slaves he mentioned. As you get closer you realize you recognize her! She was a classmate of yours. You're trying to remember her name has Jake embraces you in a bit hug. You're ecstatic. You're finally with your master. You two kiss, passionately. Then he pulls away. Time to meet your "fellow slaves"...

Part 4:

You recognize this girl but can't quite remember her name. Jake stands between you two. "Maggie, this is Grace. Grace, this is Maggie. She's going to be joining you and the others."

Grace gives you a great big smile. She seems a lot more on board with the idea of other slaves than you are, but she's also had a lot more time to process it. That's all you need, time to process it. Grace stands a bit shorter than you, around 5'4. She's a ginger if ever there was one, and a very attractive one at that. She has bright naturally red hair, and extremely light skin. You start to remember her. Grace was quite on the musician in high school. She was also on the cross country team. She's kept herself in great shape. Last you'd heard she had gone across the country to some expensive college. Apparently she's back. Grace gives you a big hug. "Hi Maggie! Jake's told us so much about you!". She gives you a quick kiss on your cheek. You decide you don't want to disappoint or anger Jake, you can't keep being a stick in the mud. You hug Grace back.

"Hi Grace! He hasn't told me anything about you, but I guess we'll be getting to know each other well!" You return her kiss on the cheek.

Jake gives a little chuckle at your comment. "yeah, you both will be getting very well acquainted."

You have a good idea what Jake means. You know how guys think. He wants some girl on girl action. You came here for him, to be with him. Not this other girl who, let's be honest, isn't even his type. That being said, he is your master, your owner. You're his slave. You are nothing more than his property. If he wants you to fuck another girl, looks like you're fucking another girl.

You and Grace follow Jake to his car. It's a giant SUV. You're happy to see Grace take the driver seat. Jake leads you into the back seat with him. You finally get to be with Jake. You cuddle up to him. He's gained a little weight since high school, but that doesn't matter. You love your master. You start making out with him in the back seat while Grace drives you to Jake's home. He starts to feel you up, you let him. Jake undoes his pants and slides your hand inside, underneath his underwear. You gently grasp his penis. You start to stroke it, up and down, gripping tighter, then loosening. You've done this before, you know how guys like it. You notice Grace glancing back in the rear view mirror. You'd expect her to have some kind of mean look but she doesn't. She looks content as can be. It may be petty jealousy, but you put on a bit of a show. Jake's finger slides inside your pussy, you let out a somewhat exaggerated moan.

Jake stops. He pulls down his pants completely. "Slave, you will give me a blowjob."

Part of you thinks you should draw exception to being referred to only as "slave". You have a name, he's always used it before. But you quickly push that thought out of your mind. You look at your surroundings. You're right in the middle of your small hometown. But the windows should be tinted enough that nobody sees you. "Yes master" you reply seductively. You lean down, place both hands at the base of his cock. You slide your tongue up the shaft, then wrap your lips around it. You slide your head down, embracing his entire cock with your mouth. You've been with a lot of guys, and a lot were much bigger than Jake, but this was right. This was exactly the person you were meant to serve your whole life. Nobody else mattered. You didn't care if everyone from town could see you blowing this overweight acne faced nerd. There was nobody else who mattered more to you than your master. You take him in your mouth, time and time again, using your tongue and making him moan your name.

Final Jake cums. As he does he pulls your head down, shoving his cock as far in your mouth as possible. As his cock slips down your throat you do gag a little. You feel your master's cum sliding down your throat. You have an idea how to make him happy. You pull your mouth off his dick, and start to trace your lips around his cock, like you were using it to apply lipstick. You could feel the cum all over your mouth and chin. You'd do anything to please your master.

You look around and realize you're out of town, headed down a drive way in the middle of the woods. You come up to a large house in the middle of the woods. Grace puts the car in park. "We're here." She leans back, placing her hand on your cheek. She gives your lips a quick lick, licking some if your hard earned cum off of them, then she returns to her seat, lightly smacking her lips.

Jake starts to pull his pants up. "There are a couple more slaves, but most won't be here. They are out working, plus they don't live with me. It'll just be you, Grace and one more.". Great... Another girl to compete with for masters attention. But if that makes him happy, you'll so it. You jump out if the car, opposite side of Jake, and walk up to the door, Jake's arms are around you and Grace's shoulders. Jake opens the door and you walk inside. It wasn't what you expected. Inside was a normal house, you notice a chair in one of the rooms, with restraints on it. There's also shackles and collars attached to the wall. You're looking in while Jake says "not all slaves are as receptive as you.".

What was happening? Had Jake really tortured women to enslave them? He could easily mess with people's minds, would you even remember if he did that to you? All of the sudden you see Jake raise his hand to your ear.

*Snap*

The world goes blank. There is no need to worry, just obey and it will all be okay. You feel Jake's lips press against yours. This is just a room, who cares? You're right where you need to be.

Part 5:

Jake spends quite some time showing you around his house. It's nice, a 3 bedroom, 2 bath, 2 story modern home. It turns out it's just you three right now, the tired he talked about had to step out. You see his room, the master bedroom. It's giant, large king size bed with a computer in the corner. This is where Jake would video chat with you. Then he showed you your room. It was large, 3 beds in it, one was yours, one was Grace's, and the third was the yet unmet slave. You see Grace at her desk, doing her nails. Jake made it clear that after the tour you were to paint both your fingernails and toenails black. You're more than happy to comply. You bring your luggage up to your room and start to unpack.

This isn't bad. You're still going to be living with your master. Even if it's not sleeping in the same bed all the time. "I'm just about done with this polish if you'd like it." She says cheerfully.

You're trying to be nice. "Thanks Grace, but Jake wants black." Grace had chosen a burgundy color. She stands up and you sit down and start to paint. This isn't how you thought it would be, but you're happy nonetheless.

Jake walks in, "oh good, Maggie, you've started." You give him a sly smile. Noticing he's starting to get a boner. "Uhh... Grace. Come with me." He stammers.

"Yes master" she says coyly. She quickly follows him out if the room you hear your master's door close. He was using her! Fucking her! You're just about done with your fingers and toes, and start to dry them, not thinking about your masters glorious cock inside of another woman.

You hear Grace moaning from the bedroom, you can't help it, you leave and enter your master's bedroom.

Jake is underneath Grace, she's riding his cock and moaning energetically. It's in the woods, nobody needs to worry about being quiet. Grace slides up and down on Jake's dick, moaning "yes, master yes!". It's all too much.

You climb on the bed. Jake looks over at you surprised. "Slave, did I order you in here?"

You're taken aback, there was a tone of harshness on his voice. But you deserved it. He was right. You were not ordered in here, you came in here because you questioned your master. "Uhh... No... I'm sorry master. It won't happen again." You slowly get up to leave, looking like a miserable puppy.

Jake grand your arm. "Not that fast, slave." You deserve to be called only slave. You don't deserve for master to call you by name. "You're going to be punished." By this time Grace had stopped riding him.

He slides Grace off of him. "Maggie, place your arms behind your back!"

You know it's best not to anger him further. He know best. "Yes master" you squeak out, as you do as you're told.

Jake places your arms in cuffs, and pushes you forward, your face in the bed. "Grace, you will fuck Maggie."

Grace let out a quick "yes master!" Then got behind you where Jake was. You can't move, you're completely forward, your arms cuffed behind your back. You could move your legs but think Jake would punishment you further. You lay there, while Grace slides one finger inside of you. You shudder at the thought of HER being the one fucking you. You're not her slave, you're Jake's.

Grace slides another inside you, in and out. Then three, four. Grace is fingering you hardcore, suddenly she pulls out. You feel her chin, the feel her tongue slipping in and out. Her warm, wet tongue inside of you. You notice she's making noise. You look back, and while she's tonguing you, Jake's behind her, fucking her again.

You can't help it, you try not to, but you cum from Grace. She continues to lick, to finger. You couldn't help it. You hear Jake moaning behind, as he cums inside Grace. He stands up and walks over to you. He holds his dick to your mouth. "Clean it, slave." You do as you're told. You lick his dick clean of both his juices, as well as Grace's. It's the least you can do for being a disobedient slave.

He talks to you, less harshly, more loving, the master you love to obey. "I punished you to help you. You understand, right Maggie?"

You do understand. You know your place in the world as his property. "Yes master! I do!"

He smiles, "good. Then you and Grace can go clean up in the shower. I'll bring in one of you later."

He undoes your cuffs, Grace is already completely naked. Your pants have been pulled down past your ass, you pull them the rest of the way off, then take off your shirt and bra. You follow Grace into the shower and behind to clean up. Grace reaches down and takes some of the juices still on her and licks them up. She then kisses you, thrusting her tongue in your mouth, along with the juices. You swallow them, knowing master would want you to. You and Grace shower, fingering each other slightly and making out. Then, after, you return to the room to put on your makeup. If master wants someone to sleep with him tonight you want it to be you.