Chapter 1:
The Story of a Sex Slave
It was a rainy night as I stood in front of the doorstep. The rain was just pouring down so heavily, but I didn't care. I would strip off my clothes and dance in it right now if I wanted to. But I had to be professional.
I press the small black button on the side of the door hearing the bell ring ever so loudly within the mansion. Despite the thunderstorms and the sound of heavy rain hitting the earth, I was able to hear someone coming to the door.
The cryptic, wooden, door opened with a small creek and a tall, long pitch black haired, woman appeared.
"Your late," She said coldly with her British accent. God how I loved the way she talked. She steps aside allowing me passage, "come in now."
I do as I am told and walked in finally out of that God awful storm.
By the sound of the creek, I hear the door close behind me like a sound to my doom. I take off my hood revealing my long dark black hair, as black as the woman who owns the mansion.
"Here, let me take that," The tall woman said as she helped me with my coat.
The woman took the coat and hung it on a wooden rack.
I wore a long black dress with black high heels, just like the woman except she wore her shit better than mine. Her voluptuous breasts that pressed up on the inside of her dress were a big help too. One thing I did notice was the ring with the incrusted diamond on her ring finger. I beautifully shined in the light.
"My, oh my you look scrumptious." The woman commented. "Follow me."
I followed the woman up a long set of marble style stairs with a fancy wooden bench to hold onto just in case my high heels failed me. After reaching the top level I followed the woman into a room that looked like her office.
"Sit," The woman ordered and I did what I was told. She walked around her wooden desk that looked like it cost a fortune and sat down in her fancy chair, "I take it you had a pleasant drive?"
"It was okay," I answered.
"Okay what?"
I forgot that I was supposed to respond by her proper name. "Yes Mistress Selene."
"That's better." Mistress Selene opened a drawer on her left and took out a piece of paper with writing on it. "This is a slave contract," She explained, "it is authenticated and prepared. It states that once you sign this contract everything you own, mind, body, and soul belongs to me." She handed me those 1800 metal, sharp, feather looking, ink pen. "Do you understand?"
I didn't answer. I took the paper and pen. Not reading it over, I signed my name on the paper and handed both of them back. I can feel my heart beating the blood into my system to the point my body became warm.
"Very well then," Mistress Selene said, "let's get started shall we?"
I was in the bathroom taking a quick shower. It was a nifty device with water shooting me in all three directions. With a special fragrance bodywash, I cleaned myself inside and out. I wanted to smell like heaven when I step out of the shower. My Mistress only gave me ten minutes so I couldn't keep her waiting. I cleaned up carefully and quickly. After I was done I grabbed a towel that was nicely thick and quickly dried myself off. I felt like everything I have been through has been washed away.
My heart was thumping again but this time out of anticipation. Once I step out of this room the real fun was about to begin.
Soon as I opened the door Mistress Selene was standing before me. She was not wearing the long silky, black, dress anymore. Instead she was wearing black leather, V shaped, bodice with leather straps. I couldn't stop staring at the long crack of her breasts meshed together. Just staring at them made my nipples hard and my nether region soaked.
"Come here," Mistress Selene ordered holding up a black, leather, spiked, collar with a leash. Knowing what was expected of me, I walked up close to my Mistress for her to wrap the collar around my neck and fasten it. It felt weird. I guess it was because I never had anything around my neck before except when my ex choked me when he was fucking me at the same time, "this is your collar, it symbolizes your devotion to me and only me. You will not take it off no matter what the circumstances, do you understand?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Good, follow me."
With the leash in her hand, my Mistress led me down the hall. It was a good thing that it was just me and her. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't mind performing my servitude in front of an audience. But that didn't mean I was still a little timid.
As I followed my Mistress down the hall she opened the door to a dark room. I looked around. The walls were painted black and there were shackles hanging on the ceiling. On my left were wooden paddles of all shape and sizes. Whips of all certain lengths. I think I saw one with a metal spear at the end. There were different types of floggers hanging beside the paddles and the cuffs. My Mistress knew what I like.
On my farthest right, there were wooden devices. Torture devices of all shapes and sizes also having handcuffs and black, spiked, shackles connected to them. My Mistress was a genius.
On the far right I saw something that astonished me. Swords! Every medieval weapon known to man was hanging on the wall like a trophy. There were long swords, short swords, scimitars, Japanese and Chinese swords, spears, lances, a chained spiked ball, and there was even a metal shield with painting of a phoenix. The sight of such weaponry was a beautiful. My Mistress was not only a collector; she was a warrior.
"You like what you see slave?" My Mistress asked.
"Yes Mistress Selene," I answered, "I love it."
"Good, come here."
Mistress Selene gave my collar a little tug motioning me to follow her. We stopped at a black, metal device where there was black, leather, spiked shackles hanging above.
Mistress took both my wrist and lifted them up in the air fastening the shackles around them. With her strong bare hands, my Mistress lightly placed her hands on the back of my shoulder blades and felt me down my rib cage to my ass cheeks. I gasped erotically as she squeezed my ass pulling me towards her until my head was right next to hers.
"I have a secret slave," Mistress spoke in my ear softly. Just the feel of her body inside and out on my skin made me shiver in anticipation. I wanted to know what she was going to do to me and I wanted to be a surprise, "this secret will be revealed but it all depends on you. That's if you want it bad enough. Are you willing to do what it takes to discover my secret slave?" Then my Mistress brought her hand around and dug her fingers between my soaking thighs playing with my already wet pussy.
