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Part
three
The screen of
my mobile showed that there was a call from Marcel during the time I spend with
MISTRESS Tatjana. As I had not answered it immediately as instructed I had to
expect a severe punishment. I never before had phoned Marcel but now I did not
dare keep him waiting any longer. "Yes," the voice seemed to belong
to Marcel. "This is sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut."
"You are
ordered to take each call immediately, slave. I promised that you will be
punished in a way you will never forget again it you fail," Marcel said.
"Move your ass to us immediately."
Arriving at Marcel´s place he took me in the boot of his car down town
to a Latino Homo hangout, with nothing on but my chastity belt and my steel
collar. Arms cuffed behind my back he had led me there with a leash attached to
my collar.
In the hangout there were about twenty Latinos and I really got
frightened when we entered. This was a scenario like in a film. A practically
naked slave cuffed and led like an ox. Obviously, they knew that I was to be
punished and their attitude made me feel that I could not expect any
mercy.
Marcel
ordered me to greet his friends. A pull at the leash and a kick in my ass made
me know that this meant to clean everyone's shoes with my tongue. Needless to
say, this was very degrading and humiliating. However, it gave Marcel much
amusement to strike my exposed ass with his riding crop and to point out to
everyone what a little slut I was.
He then told me that after being whipped I was going to have to care for
all of them. Marcel unlocked my chastity belt. I was now even more vulnerable
as my ass was now unprotected. They lead me to a supporting pillar and cuffed
my wrists behind the pillar. Marcel offered to the crowd that everybody who
would lash me thus would acquire the right to fuck me. I believe nobody must
have turned down that offer. The pain of the lashes was unbearable. I cried for
mercy but in vain. They whipped me for more than one hour, just because I had
not answered Marcel´s call immediately, which actually was not feasible as
Mistress Tatjana had taken my mobile along with my clothes. My butt was
extremely sore, but that did not stop my punishment.
One of the Latinos remarked out that in the basement of the hangout
there would be a heavy pillory in which I could be fixed in such a way that I
am bent over with widespread legs, exposed naked and vulnerable to any caprice.
Only minutes later I was locked in this pillory. Marcel invited everybody to use me now in any
way they liked. Although my butt was offered vulnerably to everybody, in the
beginning the crowd was more interested in my mouth, which was forced to be
kept open by a mouth spreader, and - with my head immovably fixed at their
convenience - one after the other of the Latinos stuffed me with his dick, and
I had to swallow all their cum.
Immovably held in the stocks at the disposal of the crowd they forced me
with the whip, to not only suck them, but provide them with an outstanding blow
job under the eyes of all guests, motivated by the stinging whip applied on my
back and my ass.
But this was only the beginning. Still busy with sucking dicks Marcel
took evil alligator cramps which were connected with a chain, let them bite in
my nipples, and attached weights and wires to the cramps which were connected
to an erotimat, a low voltage electrical device. Switching on the power I could
do nothing but struggle in pain and agony when Marcel cruelly increased the
power supply, much to the pleasure of the Latinos around. The sensation in my
nipples was unspeakable. I was gasping and shaking.
Controlling the voltage by turning it up and down, Marcel forced me to
plea and beg the crowd for being fucked, too, from
behind. Like a sissy slut I was now taken simultaneously by two Latinos at the
same time.
Getting fucked from behind made the weights attached to my nipples swing
back and forward hurting my nipples. Marcel picked up the chain of the nipple
clips and began to pull the, so my nipples were stretched straight out. He kept
pulling. The pain was intense. He pulled harder - and I knew then that he meant
to pull them off like that. He pulled harder and they began to slip. Finally,
with a snap, the right clip flew off. I screamed. He yanked the left on off and
I screamed again. My entire body was on fire.
While all crowd enjoyed, stuffing my mouth and my ass with their cum I was denied an orgasm but much to my astonishment
not locked up again in my chastity belt.
For my additional humiliation Marcel offered the key
of my steel collar to the crowd without me knowing who actually had it. Thus,
in order to get this key back I had to disclose my name, address, and mobile
number to all people present, together with most compromising photos showing me
as cocksucker.
Marcel told me that these photos would act as tickets
furnishing each of the present Latinos with the power to force me to be at
their disposal at any time later on. But even worse, now much more people might
phone me and I might be much more often exposed to humiliating situations in
which I would have to answer the phone as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'.
After they had
finished raping me Marcel lead me back to his car, again with my hands cuffed
behind my back and pulling at the leash attached to my “unprotected” cock. The
weights were still attached to my nipples and hurt like hell. My face was full
of cum and cum, too, was still dropping out of my ass. Marcel was enjoying the
scene as we walked to the car and later on to his house,
and I was fearful that someone would see me or notice me.
But the evening was far from over. Marcel walked back over behind me. He
quickly fastened a leash to the collar around my neck and pulled me to the
middle of the room. He fixed the leash to the ceiling and I stood there
helplessly with my hands cuffed behind my back. Before he left the room for
good, he shoved a gag into my mouth and told me that and I would have to stand
there all night.
For the first time my cock was not locked up and I would so much have
liked to touch and strike it. But my cuffs kept me from doing so. Then
gradually I got tired and now realized that I was tied up in a cruel fashion
preventing me not only from sleeping but also starting to ache as I had to
stand all night on my feet.
The next morning Marcel came back having the chastity belt in his hands.
"Look, slut, we just ensured that nobody will mix up the chastity
belts." To my horror I saw what had been engraved in outraging clearly
visible bold letters on the back of my cb:
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Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx xxxxx xxxxxxx, xxxxxxxx xx Mobile +49 xxx xxx xx xx Stiefellecker, Schwanzlutscher & Sklavennutte |
Obviously, Marcel wanted that everybody whom I had to serve would
be able to trace me thereafter.
...
...
From the office I went directly downtown and headed for a restaurant.
This had been a normal working day for me, not being a slave but an executive.
My ladies handbag was more or less hidden in a plastic bag. As it was a warm
summer evening I decided to have some food sitting outdoors in a street cafe in
the pedestrian area. There was a pretty waitress with big boobs only half
covered, so I decided to ask her for a recommendation instead of looking into
the menu. In this very moment the mobile rang. What to do? From the recent
experience I did not dare wait answering it. "This is sissy gunnarsub,
cock sucking slut," I felt that I coloured up and saw the perplexed
reaction of the waitress.
It was MISTRESS Natascha, my
neighbour. "Where are you, slut?" She ordered me to report
immediately to her. So I explained to the waitress that I a client wanted to
see me immediately, paid my drink and gave her a good
tip. From her diabolic sneering I understood, she got it that I was sissy
gunnarsub, cock sucking slut on the way to a client, on the way to do my job as
cock sucking slut.
When I reported to MISTRESS Natascha there
was another bad surprise. MISTRESS Natascha was
not alone, her husband opened the door. Being neighbours we had one and the
other small chat together so I said "Good evening, Michail, may I speak to
MISTRESS Natascha, please." Instead of an answer I got a
slap in the face. Michail is about 10 years younger
than me and was previously boxer, a real athlete, much stronger than me.
"Come in!"
MISTRESS Natascha was sitting on the couch, dressed in a black
mini leather outfit and high black boots. She just pointed to her boots, being
a clear order to lick them. I blushed, the presence of Michail made it most
humiliating for me to obey. But then I did not dare hesitating any longer, went
down on my knees in front of her, and started licking her boots. "Did he
tell you who he is, Michi?" this was a silly question as she was
absolutely aware that her husband knew me. "No, he only asked for
you!" Michail answered his wife. "Then we will make sure that he
never again will forget to introduce himself properly. Tell Michi who you
are!"
"This one is sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut." I knew that there would be never again small
talk, but only humiliation for me. "Herr Dr. Hxxxxxxxxx, a cock
sucker," Michail laughed, "a sissy and a
slut."
"Strip, slut," MISTRESS Natascha
commanded and only moments later I displayed myself with nothing on but my
chastity belt. Michail laughed again and asked his wife, "Do you have the
key?" "No, the key is with a gay called Marcel. He and his friend
train our housemate as a slut for males. Have a look in his handbag,
Michi."
Again, Michail laughed when he poured out the contents of the handbag
with the cuffs, the steel collar and the leash, and the other items. Then he cuffed
and collared me. In addition to all my humiliation I had run into one more problem, as there were only keys for the cuffs in the
handbag, but none for the collar. So I would have to wait until Marcel unlocked
it again and at least tomorrow I would have to take a day off.
Having scrutinised the butt plug Michail handed it over to me and
ordered me inserting it into its place. They both watched me as I inserted the
plug with my cuffed hands through the opening of my chastity belt into my ass. My
ass and back were still covered by welts and bruises and sore from the whipping
in the Latino hangout.
"Slut, this plug will not get out again as long you are here. Is
that clear?" "Yes, Michail." Michail´s
reaction was another slap into my face. I understood that I was no more allowed
to address him as Michail: "Yes, Sir." Another slap
in my face. "Yes, MASTER Michail."
Looking at my welts and bruises Michail said "You
seem to have been whipped, slave." "Yes, MASTER Michail."
"You don´t seem to satisfy your Superiors, slut." I did´n dare answer
the question. "What was it for?" With low voice I tried to explain
that there was a call from MASTER Marcel during the time I spend with MISTRESS
Tatjana and therefore couldn´t answer the call. I hoped that Natascha and
Michail would share my opinion that I had been whipped for nothing, that I had
been publicly humiliated and raped for nothing.
But again, Michail laughed, " Nasch, we shouldn´t
be so lenient in future with this slut. The only language he seems to understand
is the language of the whip." "You are quite right, Darling, we
should really bring him to heel. Let us teach him how to serve us to the utmost and force him
to understand the meaning of most humiliating service, complete obedience and
full respect. I think, we should not tolerate any disobedience or any mistakes,
Make extensive use of the whip and make him cry for mercy." Listening to Natascha, who is my neighbour I
got desperate and completely down.
"Have a look at his titties, Nasch, this sissy should be properly
dressed and not go topless." "You are right, Michi. Slut, tomorrow
you will buy a series of bras for yourself and this will be the only piece of
cloth you will be allowed to wear in our presence and it will be your sissy
uniform along with the chastity belt and the butt plug. Is that clear,
slut?" "Yes, MISTRESS Natascha."
"Micha, in future this slut should work in his
sissy uniform as a housemaid for us. As our maid she must always curtsy on
entering or leaving a room and she must answer the door bell." "Excellent idea, imagine there is one
of our other neighbours at the door," Michail smiled "and I personally will cane
him for each error or un-maid-like behaviour."
"Now, a few rules, slut. You will always call me MISTRESS
Natascha,
be it when we are alone, be it with other people, or be it on the street. You
will never be standing when I am in the room. You will be on your knees or
prone. You will be available whenever I want you. If you are not here, I will
page you or call you. You must be here within five minutes or you will be
punished."
I was aware that I got involved deeper and deeper into
my fate as a slave and that more and more people would get to know that I had
become sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut.
"Are you
hungry, slut?" MISTRESS Natascha asked, "I bet you are, as you did
not get food in the restaurant, aren't you?"
"Yes,
MISTRESS Natascha," I replied, knowing that only another humiliation would
follow. "Well, you will get a lot of protein," MISTRESS Natascha
said. They forced me so sit on a bar supported by distant triangles on both
sides, which was too high that my feet reached the floor. Micha opened the cuffs, re-cuffed my wrists and connected them to a chain
dangling from the ceiling. My ankles were tied together and my body weight
pressed the chastity belt painfully against my crotch. Obviously, they had
prepared my coming this evening.
Sitting now
both on the couch they watched me suffering from the constantly increasing
pain. I tried to reduce the pressure against my crotch by lifting my body but
was feasible only for moments. My suffering seemed to make Natascha and Michail
hot as they started fumbling each other. It didn’t take long and they fucked in
front of my eyes whilst I suffered incredible pain.
Then I saw that
both must have been having an incredibly intense orgasm. It took them some time
but then Michail released me from my horseriding, but cuffed my wrists again
behind my back. He then guided
me to MISTRESS Natascha
and pushed me down on my knees in
front of her. "You will lick her clean, slut. Lick my cum out of Nasch and make sure that there will be not one
single drop of cum left when I check that. As otherwise you will ride the horse
again and this time you will get whipped instead of watching us fucking."
MISTRESS
Natascha cruelly
pulled my face at the hair towards her crotch, her bouncing tits right in front
of my eyes when she threatened me "Never
dare get in touch with my goodies, slut! They are off limit for you! Be assured
you would regret it! And it is your problem to avoid touching them when you
serve me, not mine!"
Later on I would learn that she enjoys teasing me and
often arranges that her huge boobs are only a few inches far from my face
making me horny like hell. I am then more than tempted to touch her titties, to
feel them. But I also have learnt that she likes to punish me without mercy,
out of any proportion. Once I was chained in a position that I could not move
much with my head and she came closer and closer with her tits. Then for even
less than a moment her tits touched my face. She had done it on purpose, for
sure, but I had to pay for it riding the horse for more than one hour.
Moving towards me MISTRESS
Natascha almost
straddled my face. Since in the meantime my face was covered with cum cleaning
MISTRESS Natascha´s pussy meant licking her again and again. I licked and
slurped at her steaming lips until she had another orgasm. She finally said,
"Micha, I think this sissy slut calls himself a cocksucker, he should lick
you clean, too."
I was forced to lick his cock and balls
while the strong smell of recent sex filled my nostrils. MASTER Michail slid his limp dick into my mouth and
forced me to suck and slurp until he was once again fully erect. Then he grabbed my head and began fucking my
mouth, completely being oblivious to my gagging. As a Master he was unconcerned
with my discomfort, and concentrated on his pleasure. The roughness used in
this oral rape was unexpected and made me realize that I really was under their
control. The "game" had gone too far, but now I could do nothing to
stop it.
He finally came in my mouth and told
me, "Swallow it all slut, if you spill one precious drop I will beat the
shit out of you." I obeyed, despite
my revulsion. MISTRESS Natascha
applauded crying, "Magnificent, Micha. It would be fun to watch you fucking
our slut's ass, but I want to save your next orgasm for myself." She got a
strap-on and as she put it on said, "So I guess I'll have to do it. Our
dear neighbour wanted to be a slave, and slaves don't fuck, they get
fucked." She removed my butt plug and started raping me shouting "Micha, take the cam, we should document
this sissy slut getting fucked."
I got still raped by MISTRESS Natascha when I heard MASTER Michail saying
"You will give me a key to your apartment, slut! You will not have privacy
any more. And from tomorrow onwards there will be a framed picture in your
study showing you sucking a cock and introducing you to each visitor as slave
gunnarsub, cocksucking slut. Is that clear, slut?" "Yes, MASTER Michail."
Now I had lost
the last resort where I was a normal person and a business executive. From now
onwards I would be a slave and even worse, a slut in my own apartment. I could
not dare to get any visitor at home, not even a craftsman.
…
…
Two days had passed. It was a rainy evening so I decided to switch on
the PC and have a look at my
Yahoo group gunnarsub. There was a message `new file uploaded´ and when I opened that file I suddenly saw that
the file was named raping of slut gunnarsub.
With horror I opened the file and detected that this was a video showing me in
the Latino bar pleading and begging for being fucked from both sides, and then
how I was sandwiched by two Latinos. The video was of excellent quality and I
was easily identifiable. I started to panic and only gradually calmed down
again.
I started to check the member list. A member whom I did not know must
have filed that video but his profile did not disclose anything more than his
age and that he was German. Although only people having read this story have
become member of my Yahoo group it might happen that somebody living in my town
recognises me on the road. I would become a public slave. And even worse, I had
to fear that this video may appear in other adult Yahoo clubs.
So I decided to delete the file which I was able to do in my capacity as
group owner and moderator when I heard noises at
the door. Somebody must have been there. Before I could reach the entrance the
door opened. There were MISTRESS Natascha and MASTER Michail. I did not know
what to do but from the way they displayed their shoes I got to know that they
expected me to kiss and lick their boots. They had not closed the door and if
somebody passed I would be detected licking the boots of my neighbours in my
own apartment.
"Get into your sissy uniform, slut, and come back again!" They
wanted me to strip, put on a bra, insert a butt plug into my ass, and come back
to the entrance. I obeyed and, returning to the entrance, the door was now
fully open. Again, I had to lick extensively their boots. MASTER Michail told
me that with immediate effect it would be prohibited for me to lock my entrance
door, so that everybody could enter at any time. He claimed that a slave and
slut should not have any privacy at all.
Then they ordered me to follow them into the study. MASTER Michail asked
for the framed pic of slave gunnarsub, cocksucking slut. I swear I would have
put it on the wall, but I had no such pic showing me sucking a cock, although
plenty of other people in the meantime had plenty of pics showing me sucking a
cock. While explaining that to MASTER Michail, MISTRESS Natascha went to the PC
and saw that file
raping of slut gunnarsub.
Calling MASTER Michail she restarted the video.
They both
watched how I begged to get fucked and then got fucked. "
Herr Dr. Hxxxxxxxxx, you are really a slut. Nasch, go home and join the Yahoo
group of our slut.
We should ensure that this slut will lose control over his group so that
he cannot delete any file. Since this slut did
not obey when I ordered him to have his portrait as cocksucking slut in his
study, we will ensure that he can be viewed as a cocksucking slut in plenty of
Yahoo groups." And with horror I saw him change the group settings and how
he transferred the moderator function and group ownership to his Yahoo-ID by
editing my membership status.
What I had feared that it might happen over the time, namely to lose
control ocer the whole process had become reality. In the meantime I have also
no more control over my profile
in yahoo so that everybody can trace me, contact me and address me as slut.
But my humiliation that evening had only started. MISTRESS Natascha came
back and made a series of calls and invited for a drink – at my place – with me
in my sissy uniform! I presumed that she had called MISTRESS Tatjana and MISTRESS
Tamara but she had made at least three more calls. Soon her friends arrived. I
was right, she had actually called MISTRESS Tatjana and MISTRESS Tamara but
there were two other ladies and I had to welcome every lady at the open
entrance door by kissing their shoes. The third person, however, was another
neighbour of mine. When she saw me she laughed loudly and said "Guten Tag,
Herr Dr. Hxxxxxxxxx ". Then she shook her head and left without saying
anything anymore. I panicked but this could only mean that tomorrow everybody
would know...
But after a few minutes she returned with a camcorder in her hands. I
really felt relieved although this could only mean to document me to even more
persons as sissy slut gunnarsub.
I had to serve
drinks to all guests in my sissy uniform. Then MISTRESS Natascha said
"Dear friends, we have a surprise for you. When I met this slut for the
first time at Tanja´s place, her mom whipped him until he disclosed that his
key holder would be a Marcel G. and he also gave us the address and the phone
number of that guy. Well, I phoned Marcel, he is quite a nice guy, respectively
a nice gay and not only the keyholder of this slut but his owner. Or more
precisely Marcel was his owner." MISTRESS Natascha took a document of 2
pages out of her bag, handed it over to me, and ordered me to read it at high
voice for the information of her friends:
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TRANSFER OF OWNERSHIP Whereas
Marcel G. is The OWNER of The SLAVE with the real name Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx
and is willing to sell The SLAVE, and Mrs. Natascha N. is willing to buy The
SLAVE and has accepted to take over ownership over The SLAVE, both parties
agree as follows: The
SLAVE, also known as "slave and slut gunnarsub", shall with
immediate effect become property of Mrs. Natascha N. Marcel
G. retains the right to exercise all rights of the enclosed SLAVE CONTRACT
for one full day and night every week and thus will ensure that the training
of The SLAVE as a sissy and slut continues. Mrs.
Natascha N. assures that she will take care that The SLAVE is always treated
in a most humiliating way, continues to be kept in his chastity belt, and
that The SLAVE will be regularly whipped and tortured. Both
parties agree not to disclose other details of the transfer. Signed
xxxxxxxxxxx, |
The second page repeated the
affidavit I had signed along with the Slave Contract:
AFFIDAVIT
I, the undersigned Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx, born on xxx xx,
1947 in xxxxxx/Germany, and known as slave and slut gunnarsub, hereby totally
submit to the bearer(s)of this Slave Contract without limitation and without
reservation. With full understanding of the meanings and implications of this
Slave Contract, I specifically desire
and request the bearer(s) of this Slave Contract to force me to comply if
necessary, using any means without limitation. I understand I may be punished
for no reason what so ever. I certify that I am 58 years old, that I am not now
physically or mentally impaired by influence of any drugs, including alcohol,
or other reason where I do not know what I am doing and am legally and
mentally competent to contract in my own name. I am signing this document of my own free
will, without coercion or pressure of any kind. No one has made any promises, guarantees,
warranties, or offered threats or inducements of any kind to get me to sign
this Slave Contract. I desire to be placed in a position where I CANNOT change
my mind. I firmly wish that there is no way out of this Slave Contract for
me. I also understand that the bearer may freely trade this
document to anyone at any time and I will continue to abide by the terms
therein. I freely give the bearer(s) of this Slave Contract power
to interpret this document as he or she sees fit as well as to publish it at
any time. xxxxxxxxxxx,
July 25, 2004
Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx |
"Great,
Nasch, and well done. Now this slut is our property. Let´s celebrate your
acquisition with a bottle of champaign," MISTRESS Tatjana said and I had
to take a bottle of champaign out of the fridge and again to serve all guests.
"BOW YOUR HEAD!" MISTRESS
Natascha said. I obeyed.
"Slave, I'm only going to tell you these things once. Listen
carefully and remember every word. My word from now on is your law. You will
obey all my orders and also those of my friends. Then MISTRESS Natascha ordered me to sign the document
and with a cruel smile on her face added "This guy Marcel gave me a good
piece of advice. Under no circumstances our slut is allowed there to talk
without being explicitly requested to do so. I like this point and would like
to put it on top of all standing orders, entailing major punishment in the case
of any failure."
Although to some extent I was
glad that I was no longer owned by a queer I would continue to be in Marcel´s
power, at least once a week. Nothing had changed much, even worse, since I knew
that MISTRESS Natascha was not only a femdom, but rather mean and sadistic. She
would take pleasure in exposing and disclosing me as slave and as slut. "Slave,"I
heared her saying" you will learn to respond not only to all my wishes,
but also to my caprice and to those of all my friends. Violate any of our
rules and you will be punished. I am not talking about playful spankings to
excite you, I am talking about brutal, sadistic punishment, both corporal and
emotional. You will be whipped and humiliated - and trust me you won't like
it", she said with her characteristic grin.
"And I assure you that will learn to suffer both, pain
and humiliation. We are going to break you, slut. If we are not satisfied with
you you will spend a lot of time in the OTHER
"Entirely naked you will
be put at the mercy of an Instructress with no limits
set. You will be kept under continuous torture throughout the day and forced to
very hard labor in shackles. You will be exhibited outdoors in the public
pillory for hours every day, and you will get extensively and cruelly whipped
in public several times a day, driving you beyond the limits of physical pain.
Overnight, you will be locked in an underground medieval prison cell,
constantly gagged and kept in chains. The OWK assures that following a
punishment stay there every slave will do even more than his very best not ever
to be sent there again."
I knew that this was not only a threat from MISTRESS Natascha, but she was serious. And from the
net I know I know that a
stay in OWK is terrible for each slave. With a wicked smile on her face MISTRESS Natascha passed another document to me to read it
again at high voice for the information of her friends. It was about my duties.
Completely down I read it:
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My duties as slave
and slut gunnarsub The following basic duties for me as slave and slut gunnarsub
will be enforced and reinforced regularly at least once a week by Mistress
Natascha and MASTER Michail under penalty of
most severe punishment: Kiss their boots whenever and wherever they like and kiss the
boots of anybody else when Mistress Natascha or MASTER Michail order me to do so. As a standing order i have to kiss their boots
whenever we meet and both, Mistress Natascha and MASTER Michail will ensure that we meet frequently in public. Moreover, on
command, i have to clean their boots from any mud with my tongue. Eat all my food either from a bowl on the floor or, crushed
underfoot directly from the floor or from their heels. In each case, the food
swill be covered with pee, cum, and/or saliva. If guests are present this
will be witnessed by them. Wet my trousers in public. At home i am not allowed to use the
toilet, but may pee only after permission and always in a most humilating
mannor without any privacy. Act as a spittoon and ashtray for Mistress Natascha, MASTER Michail and all their friends while either being securely chained or not. On order of Mistress Natascha or MASTER
Michail wank in front of all their friends and subsequently lick my cum
from whereever it hit. Serve as a French maid in nothing on but steel collar and
chastity belt, bra, pantyhose, and garterbelt for all kind of domestic duties
whenever and as long as Mistress Natascha and MASTER
Michail wish so. In this outfit i especially will also have to entertain
all guests of Mistress Natascha and MASTER
Michail. Worship and please Mistress Natascha, MASTER Michail and all their friends with my tongue at any time and any place.
Definitely, this will include licking
their feet and crotch, and worshipping their ass. By doing so i have to
ensure that Mistress Natascha, MASTER
Michail and their friends gain utmost satisfaction. I am not allowed to
touch the boobs of Mistress Natascha with any part of my body.
Serve Mistress Natascha as a slut for Her strap-on and offer my
ass to MASTER Michail for the amusement
of their friends. Clean Mistress Natascha and MASTER
Michail with my tongue after every peeing. Mistress Natascha and MASTER Michail may order me to provide the same service to any of their friends. Mistress Natascha and MASTER
Michail may also use me instead of the toilet when they need to pee and
they may grant that right to their friends, too. Be at any time and any place with my mouth and ass at the
disposal of all their male friends. When sucking a cock i have to swallow
every drop of cum. Clean Mistress Natascha with my tongue after She had sex with
Master Michail. In doing this my hands will always be cuffed behind my back. Make every
week 3 proposals form my utmost humilation and mail them to Mistress Natascha
with copy to those of Her friends She advises me. These proposals will
subsequently be put into reality within the following week. If only one
proposal is not accepted by Mistress Natascha i will get whipped without
mercy. xxxxxxxxxx, July 25, 2004 Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx |
Enthusiastically, everybody applauded and assured to
assist MISTRESS Natascha in humiliating and tormenting me. "You will sign your duties, do it now, slut!" Without
resistance I signed.
With a diabolic grin Mistress Natascha explained that
she had leant from Marcel that I was registered at Queerit as a slut for gays, introducing myself as slave gunnarsub.
"You will change your profile, slut. Introduce
yourself as a slut who should be brought to heel and forced into
unlimited obedience and utmost humiliation, fully at the mercy of his Master.
Outline that there would be no cock you may refuse to receive in your whore ass
or in your cocksucking mouth. Display that you need to experience true
domination and humiliation and suffer unlimited punishment, whipping and
torture, while being kept in chains and that there would be no degradation to
which you would not submit. And I want you to add that you would like to serve,
too, as a victim to all friends of your Master and let them have their fun with
you."
Later that evening, MISTRESS Natascha
suggested that I should serve as their toilet slave for the remainder of the
evening. My head was chained to pipes in the bathroom just opposite the toilet.
With my right wrist chained to my right ankle and my left wrist to my left
ankle and my eyes blindfolded by a hood, I was degraded to the function of
toilet paper without knowing whom I served. Two times I even had to act as the
toilet itself when I was forced to open my mouth and they peed directly
therein.
Before they
released me and left, MASTER Michail ordered me to fix hooks in the wooden
ceiling and on the floor, too, arranged in such a way that I could be displayed
spreadeagled to all my tormentors. He would check the other day. Then he
laughed and told me to check my
Yahoo group gunnarsub the other day where I would be able to see what I
missed having seen during my toilet service.
On the way out MISTRESS Tatjana turned to MISTRESS Natascha and
asked her "You mentioned that our slut has to carry his mobile always with
him waiting for calls from his keyholders. Correct? And he has to take up the
call before the third sound and answer the phone as 'sissy gunnarsub, cock
sucking slut'?"
"Correct."
"Now we are the keyholders. Why not not tell our friends what a kinky
pervert this sissy is. Let us call him every day and wherever he may be, our
slut has to answer our calls as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'."
" Great
idea," MISTRESS Cora, my other
neighbour, affirmed, " I just imagine what my colleagues in the bridge
club would say if they learned that my white collar neighbour Dr. Hofmeister
answers the phone as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' I think I will do
that and will give them the mobile number of this cocksucker in order to
check."
Within short
they agreed that with no excuse punishment for not answering the mobile already
before the second sound would entail
at least one hour horseriding accompagnied by a severe whipping each, in the
beginning of the horseriding and before release.
This was really a diabolic command, because now not only the number of
daily calls would rise but also since I would not be in the position to avoid
having to answer calls to my utmost humiliation in the presence of others.
Gradually, more and more people would learn that I am no longer a respectable
executive but nothing other than a cocksucking slut. I am going to become
publicly known as sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut, and I am going to
lose control about who knows that I am a slave, a cocksucker, and a slut.
Anybody in a restaurant, a pub, even on the road might start to smile when
seeing me and I never will be sure again whether people around me may know or
not.
Then even worse,
I was ordered to replace my present mobile by a newer one, whith which pics can
be shot and mailed immediately. With a cruel smile on her face Mistress
Natascha explained that thus they would be able to extend their control over me
24 hours a day and she assured me that she would phone me frequently and give
me humiliating orders to fulfil at any time and any place and get immediate
evidence by mailed pics that I would have complied.
And last but
not least MISTRESS Tamara ordered
me to come to her place the other day. She insisted that I wear a black bra
under a white shirt and neither an undershirt nor a jacket.
…
...
The whole next
day in the office I could think nothing but that there would be pics in Yahoo
femdom clubs diclosing my toilet service. Returning home early, I still had about one hour before I had to leave for MISTRESS Tamara, so I switched on the PC and checked my Yahoo group gunnarsub. I
was shocked when I saw the new file sissy gunnarsub in action within the photos
section showing me in my sissy uniform, licking boots, and providing toilet
service. Although on the last ones I had the eyes cover on, I was clearly
recognizable and identifyable because of the other pics of the series.
Moreover,
MASTER Michail had posted pics showing me naked and collared. On all pics
everybody who knows me would easily identify me. I started to panic. But there
was no way I was not in the position to hide or delete the pics. Then I tried
to scroll through the member list in order to check who might be knowing me.
But suddenly I got frighteded, somebody entered my study. I didn´t know
him and kept sitting in front of my PC, paralyzed with fear. "Yes ... " I asked. Instead
of an answer he threw something on the floor in front of me. Immediately, I got
aware what it was. It was one of the photos Marcel had distributed in the
Latino hangout as tickets furnishing everybody
present with the power to force me to be at their disposal at any time later
on.
"You suck my cock, sissy," the guy said in broken German
language. Now I started to perspire. I had been working at the PC more than
three quarters of an hour and gradually I ran out of time as I knew I could not
afford to be late at MISTRESS Tamara.
"You suck cock, sissy," he repeated. Then he saw the pic on my
PC displaying me being pissed over the face. "I tell my friends. You soon our pissy, sissy." Instead of an answer I went
on my knees, opened his trousers and started licking his cock. He was already
erect and it was a giant cock, much bigger than most of the ones I had sucked
so far. I could hardly accommodate his cock in my mouth. Fortunately, he cummed
quickly, threw an one Euro coin on the floor, and then
left without saying a word. But I was sure he would tell his friends about my
toilet service and, too, that “the door to my apartment is open”. It was clear,
I had become public slut.
I had planned to put on the black bra only somewhere close to the place
of MISTRESS Tamara but now
it was too late to persue that plan. Therefore I took off my shirt and
undershirt, put the black bra on and the white shirt on top. In the mirror I
saw that my bra was visible even from distance. I rushed out of the house and
was lucky that nobody was around. But walking to the place of MISTRESS Tamara I realised that people looked at me, some
shaking their head, whilst others made nasty remarks or at least turned around
gaping at me.
Although I hurried I arrived some two minutes too late. "What kept
you," MISTRESS Tamara said
not unfriendly. I tried to explain ... told her that this Latino guy had
suddenly appeared in my apartment. "That is your problem, slut. You will
regret being late, "MISTRESS Tamara stood
in the open door, but then turned and let me in.
"Please, MISTRESS Tamara,
foregive me for being late, it will never happen again."
"That is your problem, slut," MISTRESS Tamara
repeated, "now strip, everything!" She took
the cuffs out of my handbag, cuffed my wrists behind my back, and also locked
the steel collar around my neck. Then she took a chain of one yard lengh, fixed
it to my collar and, at the other end to the wall at an altitude of about 3
feet, forcing me to kneel and facing the wall. MISTRESS Tamara got out
of my view and when she returned she were naked but a corset and boots with
high heels. MISTRESS Tamara climbed
over the chain, her shaved pussy only inches far from my face.
"Eat me, slut! And do a good job or you will be whipped for
hours!"
She laughed and then forced me to plong into her. Held in position by
the chain I could do nothing but accept that her tights closed around my head,
almost suffocating me. Knowing what was expected from me I started using my
tongue as a dick and licking her clit. Smothering me in between I really
started to fear that I would choke but eventually, MISTRESS Tamara climaxed and, after she was licked clean, left
the room.
Chained with
my head to the wall I was kept waiting until she returned after obout one
hour´s time. Again, MISTRESS Tamara climbed over the chain, but
this time the other way around. Her ass was only a few inches away from my face and I could still smell her juices. Then her ass approached my face. Due to the chain
fixed to my collar I could do nothing in order to
escape. For sure, I would not have dared denying licking her ass but the way I
was chained prevented me even from the tinyest flexibility in moving. So I
plonged deeper and deeper into her ass, held in position by the chain.
I knew that I
had no alternative but to worship her ass. This time I had to suffer getting
suffocated even longer until MISTRESS Tamara finally released my head from
her ass. And this time she did not leave the room, but armed herself with a
huge strapon. "You seem to feel that you are too good for
licking my ass, slut?"
I did not dare anwer and MISTRESS Tamara continued “Well, after today, you’ll not only be a
slut, and a whore, but also my personal bitch.” MISTRESS
Tamara walked around in front of me. “Look up,
bitch and welcome to hell! Everyone on this world has a job. Your job is to
suffer.”
I looked up,
and saw that MISTRESS Tamara had on a strap-on dildo that
looked more than twice as large as my own cock. A groan escaped me when I
realized it. “Impressive, isn’t it! Its my ‘Kong Dong’, over nine inches long,
and three inches wide! I want you to imagine this rammed up your ass! Once I
rape you with this, we’ll own your ass, inside and out! So, what do you say?”
I could not
look away from the fake cock. As close as it was to my face, it looked larger
than a horse’s cock, and I began to shake with fear and humiliation. MISTRESS
Tamara grabbed myear and twisted it hard. “ I want to hear you beg for my
strap-on! Beg me to rape you!”
Knowing that
anything else than obeying would make thing only much worse with a voice
strained by fear, I answered “Please MISTRESS Tamara, rape my ass. I beg you rape me.”
“That’s what I
am going to do, slut. But first you will show me that as a cocksucker you like
to suck Kong Dong.” I hardly managed to take this monster strap-on into my
mouth but feared that I would only be punished if I failed. So I did my best
sucking Kong Dong.
MISTRESS Tamara then ordered me to get up and
positioned herself between my legs. “How does this feel, slut?” she said as she
started to fuck me in my bent over position. She ran the head of her cock up
and down the crack of my ass. “Does this feel good?”
In order to
please MISTRESS Tamara I began to wiggle my ass in
response. “That’s right bitch. Wiggle your ass. Show me what a slut you are.
Beg for it!”
“Yes, MISTRESS Tamara. Please fuck my ass. Please!”
“Not fuck, rape,” MISTRESS
Tamara said, and grabbing my arms with both her hands, she rammed her cock into
my ass as hard and fast as she could. I let out
a shriek and tried to crawl away, but was held by my chains. “That’s it, slut.
Move for me. Let me know you feel it!” she said, as she began to pump in and
out of my ass.
My screaming
was continuous now. I screamed and begged MISTRESS Tamara to take the dildo out of my
ass. MISTRESS Tamara continued to pump the monster
cock in and out of my ass. Obviously, the combination of my screams, movement,
and her excitement had caused MISTRESS Tamara to cum again, so she was ready
to settle in for a long fuck. “Yee-Ha. Keep
moving that ass, slut. This is great!” she said, and continued to rape my ass.
“I can do this all day, and you had better get used to it!”
Eventually, MISTRESS
Tamara pushed off of me. There was a sucking sound as she pulled the dildo from
my ass, and I responded with a groan.
"How does that feel, slut? Do you like getting fucked by a strapon
or do you prefer the cock of a gay?" I didn´t dare reply but then she
shouted, "Answer, slave." Not knowing how to reply I said with low
voice "I like both, your strapon and the dick of a gay, MISTRESS Tamara." Obviously satisfied with my answer she
laughed.
I remembered that I always had wanted to
become a slave forced to do things which I never would be prepared to do under
normal circumstances. But what had started as on-line training and humiliation
as sissy by a professional Mistress had turned into real slavery with no more
way out. Only recently I was forced to state how much I like to get fucked by by people
whom I don’t know and this evening MISTRESS Tamara made me state how much I like getting
raped by both, strapons and dicks, although the opposite holds true. But a
slave has to say what his owner wants to hear, not what the slave feels.
"How would
you like that, slave?" grinned MISTRESS Tamara and showed me some cold
stodgy lump of purree. "I won´t eat it any more, but it´s good slave
food." Saying that, she scraped the
purree into a large dog bowl, placed it on the floor,
and the let drop a mass of saliva on it.
I crawled to
the bowl and took a bite of the purree.
It was cold, dry and unappetising. With difficulty, I chewed it and
swallowed it. I was obviously eating too slowly for my MISTRESS's liking since
I felt the stinging crash of a whip on my back and MISTRESS Tamara asked "You do not seem to like the saliva
of your MISTRESS, slave, do you?" " MISTRESS,
I like my food with your saliva."
The bowl was
still more than half full when MISTRESS Tamara crouching over my head.
"How rude I am, slave," she chuckled from above me, "I promised
you a nice hot meal and also you need some more liquid to help that down. Now what can I do to serve that purpose most
efficiently?" And by saying that, she laughed.
As I lowered my
head into the bowl once more, I felt warm liquid trickle onto the back of my
head and flow down my hair and cheeks into the bowl. MISTRESS Tamara was
crouching over me, peeing over my head and into the bowl. I felt so degraded
and humiliated as I began to slurp MISTRESS Tamara's pee from the bowl and chew
the purree, now soaked through with piss.
Eventually, I
had finished and the bowl was empty. MISTRESS Tamara ordered me to clean the
bowl with my tongue to make sure that all purree and every drop of saliva and
pee had gone before she moved the bowl to the corner of the kitchen.
"Slut, you will learn to arrive in time whenever I call you.
I do not accept any excuse for being late. As a standing order from now onwards you
will piss into your trousers whenever you see me in the street. Wherever it is,
slut, you will piss immediately into your trousers and I do not mind whoever is
present. Is that clear, slut?"
"Yes,
MISTRESS Tamara." There was nothing I could do about it.
...
...
There was a
call on my mobile. I was walking on the street on the way back home. There were
a lot of other pedestrians around but as I walked quickly I hoped that nobody
would hear me answering the phone as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'. It
was MISTRESS Cora, the other neighbour knowing me as slave. She giggled when
she heared my voice, "How is that being at the mercy of others, Herr Dr.
Hxxxxxxxxx?" she asked. "I like it, MISTRESS Cora." "Would
you like to be at my mercy?" "Yes, MISTRESS Cora." "Are you
sure?" "Yes, MISTRESS Cora," I knew I had no alternative that to
confirm.
"Then go
home, chain yourself spreadeagled to the hooks in your study, and put your
crocodile nipple clamps on." "Yes, MISTRESS Cora," I said.
I was anxious
when I stripped in my study and and eventually locked padlock after padlock
displaying me naked in my chasitybelt chained to the ceiling. The door of my
apartment was unlocked because of the respective standing order and I was now
vulnerable exposed to everybody who might enter my apartment. I had expected
that MISTRESS Cora would arrive but nothing happened. Hour by hour passed, my
uncertainty rose and rose.
Then suddenly
my mobile rang. I had put it on my desk, out of my reach. No way to answer the
call and I know that would mean heavy punishment. Again, another hour passed.
Then MISTRESS Cora entered. She was not alone. Three other ladies were with her
and there was a lot of laughter when they saw me. "I didn´t believe you,
Cora, when you told me," one of the ladies said. "Tell my friends who
you are and what you are." I am Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx, but better known
as sissy gunnarsub, cocksucking slut." All ladies giggled. One of them
stated that she never would have believed that she would meet somebody like me in
this town. Obviously, these ladies were colleagues of her bridge club and that
means living in our town.
Apart from my
chastity belt I was naked and all four ladies fully dressed. I saw that they
looked at my tattoo presenting me with the word SKLAVE below my navel and going around
me the other tattoo Marcel was here and many others too and in between the arrow pointing to my back door entrance. MISTRESS
Cora switched on my PC, I had to disclose her my password, and then she opened
that file raping
of slut
gunnarsub.
All four ladies
giggled and laughed watching that file again and again. Held by my chains I
presented myself as life actor of that video. One of the ladies asked MISTRESS
Cora to mail the file to her and the two others joined her in that wish. I
knew, they would further circulate this file and soon a lot of more people in
our town would have it.
"So you want to be
a little slut, do you?" one of the Ladies asked. "Yes, MISTRESS." They laughed."Tell me,
Herr Dr. Hxxxxxxxxx, how was that getting whipped and stuffed by a crowd of
Latinos?" one of the others proceeded. I didn´t know what to answer thus I
kept quiet. Suddenly, I felt a stinging whip on my back. MISTRESS Cora had hit
me with full power with a riding crop. I could not help yelling. "Sorry,
MISTRESS, I like it to get whipped and fucked by Masters and by
Mistresses." What a humiliation in front of ladies I never had seen
before.
"Open your
mouth, slave!" I obeyed and MISTRESS Cora spit a big load of saliva into my mouth.
"Tell us, slave, do you like my saliva?" in order to be able to
answer I had to swallow her saliva.
"Yes,
MISTRESS Cora." "What else, slave?" "I like the taste of
your pee, MISTRESS." They laughed. "What else, slave?" "I
would like to taste of cum, MISTRESS Cora." Again, a
laughter from all the ladies. "Taste of cum, you slut? You would
like to taste the cum of my husband?" "Yes, MISTRESS Cora, I would like to
taste the cum of your husband."
MISTRESS Cora´s
husband was not only a neighbour again, but some time ago I had some quarrel
with him because he had parked his car in such a way that I couldn´t get out of
my parking lot. In that quarrel I had told him that he would be a silly
asshole. For sure MISTRESS Cora did not know about that quarrel and up to now I
had hoped that she would never expose me to her husband. But now I might run
into a problem.
"Tell us
how you licked the cum out of Nasch´s pussy after she
had fun with Michi, slave!"
It was clear
that MISTRESS Cora wanted to humiliate me to the utmost in front of her
friends. I had to outline every detail how I licked MISTRESS Natascha,
carefully cleaning her from each single drop of MASTER Michail´s cum. With a
diabolic grin MISTRESS Cora said "You may soon get a chance to taste my
husband´s cum, too. Would you like me to arrange for that, slut?"
What should I
anwer? To say no would not only be not accepted, but make things only worse. To
say yes would not only imply further humiliation but also deliver me at the
mercy of somebody whom I had called an asshole.
For sure MISTRESS Cora´s husband would make me pay for this. But again there
was no way out. "It would be an honour for me to taste your husband´s cum,
MISTRESS Cora," I said. "Soon, slut, soon. I
accept your wish and will let you will do that." Tembling, I prayed that
this day would not come so soon.
Then I had to
explain how much I like my sissy uniform with the bra and the butt plug and to
offer them to come to their place and work for them in my sissy uniform as a
housemaid.
"Agreed, Herr
Dr. Hxxxxxxxxx," was the sadistic answer of all of them. I was going to
become a public sissy, known by neighbours and a lot of other inhabitants in
our town as a slave and slut, as a cocksucker with the right for practically
everybody to dominate me.
"Why didn´t you answer the phone, slave?" MISTRESS Cora
suddenly asked. That meant it was her who had phoned earlier this evening.
Silly question, I thought, how could I answer her call after she had ordered me
to chain myself spreadeagled to the ceiling of the study. "Answer,
slave!"
"The
mobile was out of my reach, MISTRESS Cora."
"You are a
silly idiot, slave," I heared MISTRESS Cora saying, "Why didn´t you
take the mobile in your hand? Being in chains doesn´t give you relief from the
standing order to answer the phone immediately. I will take care that you will
be punished and whipped without mercy. I will talk to Nascha to make it hell
for you."
One of the
other ladies said "Why not whip him right now and then we should humiliate
this slut in public, Cora." "Good idea." All four took whips
from hooks at the wall which I had to place there a few days earlier on order
by Marcel who wanted to have the possibility to whip me at my apartment, too.
Soon I was screaming and pleaing for mercy but they only got even more excited
and continued whipping me. At the end I hang in my chains, sobbing. My whole
body was in fire.
Not at all caring for that, MISTRESS Cora stood in
front of me and asked "What
is your icq number, slut?" I did not dare
to hide it, so I said "62 881 323,
MISTRESS Cora." MISTRESS Cora laughed and said "Do you want to get
another whipping from Nascha for not anwering the phone, slave?" I shook
my head. "I may let you out of it, slut. We are leaving now and you will
post a message in at least 10 Yahoo groups disclosing
your icq number. Invite all members of those groups to address you as
slut.
You will not dare to reject any chat addressing you as
slut. And you will disclose in
your message that you have the standing order to answer each and every question
and to obey all orders you may get from your chat partners. I also want you to
post pics with proposals how to treat you, slut, Is that clear, slave?"
"I would
like your icq number to become publicly known, slave, and that a lot of people
whom you never have met before will address you as slut knowing how to treat
you." "Yes, MISTRESS Cora."
"Be
assured, Herr Dr. Hxxxxxxxxx, that I will challenge you under different
names." "Yes, MISTRESS Cora." Still the same evening I posted my
icq number as requested in 10 Yahoo groups exposing myself as slut to thousands
of members in these groups.
…
…
MISTRESS
Natascha checked my cupboard and took out female lingerie, stockings, a black
bra, and a matching panty girdle. "You are a sissy, slave, and I am sure
that you want to show up as sissy also in public." She unlocked my chains
and I was handed a
very short black leather skirt, white looking through halter-top that made my
black bra clearly visible when I put it on and finally I was ordered to put on
my high heel black boots. Eventually, I had to coat my fingers with a bright
red polish, put make up on my face, and apply a lipstick of the same bright red
colour as my nails. This was going to be my attire for the day.
She paraded me in front of a
full-length mirror where for the first time I saw that I looked like a real
slut. MISTRESS Natascha told
me to walk, talk and act like a girl. "All right, I think he's ready.
Let's go," she announced and handed me my pink leather handbag with cuffs, collar,
leash, butt plug, lubricant, and condoms.
"Take everything with you, you will need it, slut" she grinned
wickedly.
We arrived downtown and MISTRESS
Natascha parked the car
outside a popular boutique. "This is your first stop," she explained,
"After you are finished here we
have a couple more places just around the corner to go." We entered the
shop and all heads turned and stared at me, the sissy, dressed as a lady, but
with men's appearance and hair. I had been ordered to buy 3 pair of sexy undies
and to tell the shop attendant that it would be for me, so I needed the biggest
size but only small cups for the bra. My face must have turned red and look
like a crab when I heard other customers giggling. For sure they would
recognize me again next time wherever it was.
I was led out the door and taken to the tattoo
and piercing studio. It was the same where I had got the tattoo
marking me as SLAVE below my navel and later the
tattoo on my marking me with “Marcel was here” on the left side and “many
others too” on the right side and in between the arrow pointing downwards to my
asshole.
MISTRESS Natascha explained
to the owner what „I wanted“. He laughed and told MISTRESS
Natascha that he already would have
marked me as slave and slut. He even said that he even would have investigated
my name and address since he wanted me to diplay myself in front of interested
clients. MISTRESS Natascha addressed
me “Tell this gentleman who you
are and that for a slut like you it would be a pleasure to show up for all his
clients at any time. And give him your mobile number.”
"Sir, I
am known as slave and slut gunnarsub. You may freely use me and display me to
all your customers. My mobile number is +49
xxx xxx xx xx."
MISTRESS Natascha slapped my face three, four times angrily crying "Slut, I
wanted you to disclose your name and address." Lowering my head I obeyed "My real name is Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx, I live at xxxxxxxxx
12 in xxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxx." Now
I knew that I would become public that I am a slut.
Then he started with the
piercings, Two studs were punched to each ear, and
a small ring inserted in a
piercing through my nostrils. MISTRESS Natascha selected
a small silver chain was connected to that ring. I knew that now I could be
taken to any place. Even if I dared I would have had no possibility to
resist as even the weight of the leash is enough to direct me in any way, and
in spite of the humiliation and my fear to be identified, I would do everything
to avoid the slightest pull at my nostrils.
Finally, I had
to lift up my halter top to remove the bra to receive heavy
nipple rings. The owner of
the tattoo shop suggested that I should get tattoos on each upper arm, on the
left side showing me in chaines on my knees worshiping the ass of a lady, and
on the right side serving two masters with my mouth and my ass. MISTRESS
Natascha enthusiastically accepted
and while I got tattooed she said "Somebody even suggested that our slave I should have cocksucker tattooed on his
lips in bright red so that he can only hide it by wearing bright red lipstick,
one day I may consider this proposal." With a cruel smile Mistress
Natascha looked at me "Tell me,
slut, would you like to be marked as
cocksucker on his lips? I swear, should you ever dare to be refuse only once
sucking one of my friends you will have that tattoo there." I was
completely desparate.
When the tattoos on my upper arms were
finished, MISTRESS
Natascha looked at me and commented "Great. From now on this will always
remind you who you are and what you are, slut. And not only you, since all
sluts advertise themselves. " Addressing
the owner of the shop she continued "We should ensure that a lot of people
will know about our tattooed slut. Would you help me promoting our slut? Why
not display him once a week in your shop with nothing on but his chastity
belt?" Now it was the shop owner who enthusiastically accepted and MISTRESS Natascha proposed forthcoming Friday
as a first date. I could not do anything against it, in the opposite, I would
have to take one day off and report at 9:00h a.m. for getting displayed to a
lot of people. It could be that some of them might even know me, but for sure
all others would easily recognize me again coming across on the road.
Then, like a flash it came to my mind
that my name and address was on the chastity belt, everybody coming to the
tattoo shop on those days would learn who I am and how to trace me whenever
they liked!
Leaving the tattoo shop I was taken to
a small motel on the outskirts of town that shared a parking lot with a seedy
looking bar known as a haven for bikers and truckers. MISTRESS
Natascha parked the car
at the motel and went out to rent a room for the night.
When she returned she led me to the
motel room and directed me over to a small four-legged desk. MISTRESS
Natascha took my
handbag, poured it´s content on the table, bent me over the desk and cuffed my
wrists with the leash to a pipe of the radiator.
My legs were spread and fixed to to the front set of legs. MISTRESS
Natascha put lubricant on
the butt plug and I felt how the plug was inserted into my back orifice. At
least a dozen condoms decorated my back. Then
MISTRESS Natascha left.
I was displayed like a slave and exposed as a
slut.
It was obvious that MISTRESS Natascha had prepared me for getting raped by
a crowd and from the engraved name on the chastity belt everybody raping me
would know who I am.
It seemed like hours before she
returned and with her some 5 truckers. MISTRESS Natascha pointed
on me and said “This is my one
Euro slut”. She took off my skirt and left me vulnerably exposed in my female
underwear, chasity belt and tattoos offering my ass. I heard the truckers chuckle at my
tattoos. Next I felt a sharp pain as the first trucker started to penetrate me.
Tears began to fall from my eyes from
both the pain and the humilitation of being taken from behind from people
completely unknown to me. Suddenly he shouted "This slut lives here in
this town. On his chastity belt are his name and address. So we can have him at
any time for a buck." I had forgotten that all my details were engravated
on the back of my chastity belt.
One after the other trucker fucked me
while the others humiliated me. This went on almost till dawn when we left the
motel.
On the way back to the apartment MISTRESS
Natascha decided to
stop for something to eat and I was ordered to go ahead and sit at a separate
table in a restaurant. I felt absolutely humiliated but had no other choice
than to obey. When I entered the restaurant I could see the contemptuous
expression on the face of the waitress and she kept me waiting for quite some
time. Although MISTRESS Natascha had
entered the restaurant later than me the waitress took her order first.
Eventually, she came to my table. In this very moment my mobile rang. I could
see that it was MISTRESS Natascha,
she had waited precisely for hat moment. Knowing that I did not have an
alternative I answered the mobile "This is sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut."
…
End
of part three
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