Author's Note: please leave a comment and tell me what you think. That is my first story and I'm happy for any reflection. If you like it, I will write more (maybe you have any tips for me?)


Chapter 1

How could I get in this situation? How?

Before I describe my situation to you, I will start with some background information.

My name is Christina. I'm 19 years old, from a German speaking country and started to study business law last semester after finishing my school. Many guys describe me as a very sexy, beautiful young girl. I have long blond hair and a "normal figure". Ofter I hear that they mean that I'm a sportive person or so, but in fact I never trained. For that I search for a flat in the town and migrated there. It was only a small one: one bigger room that is used as sleeping room and living room at the same time, the entire room including the kitchen and a small bathroom.

In the living room there is all along one wall a big cabinet. Parts of it are a wardrobe, parts of it are for all different things. A small part of it is for my secret: I like bondage and fetish fashion. I own different things.

Here is a short list of my things (not all of them) in form of keywords:

The lockable things (by extern padlock or integrated one):

- black ball gag medium sized
- penis gag small sized
- blow up gag for torturing me (full sized it fulfil my mouth completely and make it difficult to breath, but it is manageable)
- leather posture collar with a big D-ring in front
- a metal collar with a D-ring
- 4 pair of handcuffs
- leather wrist cuffs
- leather ankle cuffs
- a long (1 meter) and a short chain (20 cm) for the ankle cuffs
- a spread bar
- a special leather overbust corset (the corset is designed as a corset, that automatically lace itself by shrinking the material, so there are no real ropes, only a zip in the back that is lockable by a key which activate the automatic lacing too, maximum of shrinking are 15 cm from the basis of the natural wearers masses)
- a mono glove out of leather

The unlockable things:
- latex (all black):
o mini dress
o mini skirt
o high heeled (12 cm) knee-high boots
o opera gloves
o hood with openings for eyes, nose and mouth
o dildo/plug slip

- leather (all black):
o mini & knee long skirt
o mini dress
o high heeled (14 cm) knee-high boots
o high heeled (10 cm) overknee boots
o ballet boots (completely new and never worn before)
o (normal) corset

and the toys:
- anal plug medium sized
- vaginal dildo big and small sized
- medium vibrator
- some ropes


I never let a boy or a human at all see me playing with these things. No one ever saw me in latex. And no one played ever with me during I was fixed or bound in the gears.

There in my small flat was a laptop with a webcam and I chatted with some guys. One caught my attention. He said he is from the US and he is into dominating woman - over the internet too.

So I decided to join the game. After some "sessions" that consists of my equipment, some light playing with it and a lot of texting, he asked me if he could see me with the webcam bounding myself and wearing some fetish clothes.

I was silly enough to say yes. He told me what to do:

First I had to strip down everything and to wear only the latex boots, the gloves and the mini dress. I had no problem with it as he told me that he want me to activate the cam after changing my clothes.

During the session he ordered me to put on the ball gag, the ankle cuffs, the short chain between my legs and finally the hood and the metal collar to secure the hood. I did all of that. The last thing was to insert the vibrator and to cuff my hands behind me to the chair I was sitting on. He will tell me the point of time I was allowed to uncuff my hands and to finish the session. The vibrator was to set on the highest level - what would cause a lot of orgasms to me.

I did everything and after two hours and several orgasms he allowed me to unbound me. First a was too exhausted to do it and he ordered me to unbound me at least 5 times during 15 min.

Sessions like that were repeated two or three times a week and with the time I got more and more trust and without seeing him ever I was prepared to only wear a slip and changing clothes in front of him - so in fact I stripped for him.

I only believed to know that he is a man from the US, he is middle aged and lost his wife by an accident and his children were already adults. How silly I was.

This game has gone on the last 3 month until now. During that time the sessions got longer and I had to do some tasks or had to leave something on for a long time. I liked it very much and had a lot of fun.

One task was to start a sort of "training". I had to suck my dildo or a banana some times including some deep throats. Or to wear the overknee boots a whole Sunday. Or to use the butt plug and wear it for some hours. Or, or or. He didn't wanted to see it, but he knew that I had done it.

I now want to point out that I'm really, really fascinated from stories like "The bondage club" or "horse ride" or stories written by SNAP (thank you all for the stories).

What I was into was the scene in "the bondage club" where the girl gets pierced against her will and what happened to her. Of course I didn't want to fuck my sister (I have no siblings, but that's not the point) - but the rest is very interesting for me.

But that's not the topic here - not really. I told the guy (his name is Martin, or I believed this) about my fantasies. Oh - and expecting to the ears I never want to have any piercings.

Last week he told me that he wasn't from the US. He was from my country. Moreover, he lives in the same building like me and he isn't middle aged and has a family, he is 22 and single and horny as hell. I was shocked. But the biggest shock was fallowing:

He told me that he know me from real. He lives in the flat under mine and he recorded every scene. Really every. As a evidence he sent me some videos. I was clearly visible and at the moment I really hated my affinity to the high-tech that caused in a good webcam.

He told me that I have two choices. First, I can be his (sex) slave that is available all the time. Or second, he will tell everyone the true about me and he will make the videos available for everyone by putting it on youtube and other sides - with a link to my facebook profile and my real name.

At first I didn't answer. I didn't know what.

Then he concreted the first opion: I can live my old life like normal. I can go to the university, meet friends and so on. But I have to tell him my complete time table. He can command me to wear special clothes as he like and I was a bad slave - but only clothes that are "wearable" under normal situations, but they will be sexy and maybe bad to wear for me and the "special" adds to it will only be visible if someone starts to look at me in a very good way. If I am at home, I need to wear whatever he tells me - there are no barriers and no limits. The webcam must be online all the time and he has to get a key for my flat. He will be allowed to order me everything and to fuck me whenever he likes - and without any limit too. At last he told me that I have to clean his flat and to wash his clothes and so on, like a good slave.

I accepted this. I had no chance. I can't risk that my secrets get public.

Now, I'm here. Yesterday I gave him my hey (or better I put it in his flat). I want for him. He told me that I will see him today the first time and I have to wait for him. Why now? Because he let a device delivery to my flat. It was a knee pillory.


My order for now is:

I have to wear my special corset. I have to put on my ballet heels (but I have to move only on my knees, so I never stood in them until he will allow it). Furthermore, I have to wear my miniskirt and the gloves out of latex. The hood has to be added and the posture collar have to be closed around my neck. I'm not allowed to wear any undergarments. I have to rob to the pillory (I have to put it in front of the webcam in the middle of the room and have to do everything in the field of view of the cam). Afterwards, I have to connect the posture collar to the pillory to make any fleeing impossible. Then I have to add the spider gag in my mouth and lock it. Moreover, I had to lock the wrist cuffs and the ankle cuffs. All keys I had to put in front of mine into a bowl. Now I have to add a blindfold to my outfit and to insert a dildo into my spider gag. At least, I had to cuff my ankle cuffs to the ground board of the pillory and I had to put my monoglove on. To make me helpless, I had to use a special magnet to connect the ties of the monoglove that held it up to my shoulders. So I never can put it off without help.

The result: there is a girl kneeling bound to a pillory. This girl wear fetish clothes and is completely helpless to anyone. And this girl is me.

I don't know the time or how long I'm already kneeling here. It felts like a endlessness. Then I heard the door to be opened.

I'm really scared about the situation. What will happen to me? Will he be nice to me? And the main question (I realised it now): what will be in the future? What he will do with me and what I have to do?

How could I get into this???


Chapter 2 (added: 2014/10/24)

The door gets closed. There are steps wandering trough the kitchen. The person how is in my flat stops at the door to the big room. In front of my imaginary eye I can see the man standing there, looking at the helpless girl in front of him. He must smile seeing this little thing there.

"Hello."

I shock as if I wouldn't have known that he is there.

"So, you are a good girl. You bound yourself as is requested it."

Martin comes over to me. I feel that he disconnected the magnet closings and replace it by buckles. This one get closed in a really tight way. It hurts. The dildo in my mouth gets disconnected from the spider gag and is drawn out of my mouth.

"If you are a good sucker, I may be prepared to undo you from the pillory."

The next shock comes over me. I really have to suck his cock. I really have to be a sex slave to him.

Next I hear that he unzips his trousers. Suddenly a cock is stuck into my mouth. Like a reflex I am starting to suck his dick as good as it is possible with a fixed neck and head and the spider gag. Without warning he rams it deep into me and held it there. Breathing is barely possible for me. It is really hard, but he doesn't seem to regard him. I use my tongue to do everything possible to let him come.

Something shots into my throat. I swallow everything, but a part of his shot is dripping out of my mouth. It feels so humiliating - but it makes me horny as well.

Before this time, oral sex wasn't something for me. I tried it one time, but I hated it. Something said me that this won't be the last time. It would be the first time of a long row of blowjobs...

"That was good. Not well, but good. You will learn to do it better."

He steps behind me. I notice that he unlocked the ankle cuffs from the pillory and attached the spread bar to it. Next he unlocked my collar from the pillory. His hands grasps me and lifted me up. I had to stand in the ballet boots - the first time of my life. After some seconds my feet hurts.

"I know that you have no classes planed for the next week, because of the holidays. Today is Sunday. You are not into your new role as my slave, I know that too. So, here is the plan for you for the next time: As a warm-hearted man I will allow you to wear your corset, gloves and skirt for the next five days. You don't seem to be well trained into ballet boots, right? So, you will wear them for the whole weeks. ... And no matter, you will stay bound like now for at least the next three days. In case that you are a good bitch, I will unbind you then. Shouldn't you be a good slut ..."

I shocked. I will stay bound like this for three days?! I will be dressed in the fetish ways for at least five days!? And I have to wear the fucking boots for a whole week?! It is hard enough to stand in these fucking heels, but how should I manage it to move or walk in it? In fact I need to learn it, there is now way to escape from that...

He pulls at the collar and leads me to the table. Afterwards he bends me over it. The skirt gets pushed up. His fingers run around my anal hole. The he arrived at my cunt. His finger slides in and out and after a short time, he finds the right spot he searches for. Martin fucks me with his finger until I god an orgasm.

"I felt that you were wet. Really wet. That shows me that you are really a bondage whore. Everything you like is to get used by men. It is normal for such a piece of met that it is a submissive bondage and pain slut. You like to get used. You like to have cocks in your little, fucking body. You like to have sperm all around. You like to be covered by sperms, latex during your body is bound and helpless. Everything you are for is to serve men. You like to serve men. If you could, you would beg every men for fucks. There is now matter in which hole. The only thing is to get fucked. Suck cocks, swallow sperm, get anal and vaginal rides. Everything you want is to be bound and get fucked."

This and so on he says all the time during fucking me with his fingers. He let me come several times and I start to believe his words. In my mind his words get connected with the good feeling of orgasms. My rational mind don't want to accept it, but my feelings are getting better and better with every word. I know that he washes my brain - but he seems to be good at it.

After a long time he stops fucking me with his fingers. Instead, he put his hard cock and fucks my cunt. He fucks me in a very, very hard and rough way. But in my state as horny and with my swollen and extreme sensitive cunt I get the next orgasms. It was a huge one and after he was finished and put his cock out of my body, my knees retreat and I collapsed at the floor laying on my bound hands with my face to the ceiling.

I must fall asleep immediately. As I woke up, I lay at the floor - but in the middle of the room. . My skirt is pushed back down. I try to move. There is something sticking in my ass, I feel it. He must have pushed a dildo in. The same is with my cunt. There is sticking a dildo too. They feel so big. I used my dildos with the full length sometimes, but these things in my feels much bigger. As longer as I concentrate on them, as more I notice that these dildos fulfil me more than everything in the past. It feels like my holes are stretched by the max.

The blindfold is still on - like everything from yesterday. But there is more, I can't hear anything. He must inserted earplugs into my ears. My arms are still in the monoglove. My feet are wearing the ballet boots and they are widely spread by the spread bar. The corset makes breathing difficult, but it is easier than yesterday. And the posture collar makes movements of the head nearly impossible.

After some time I also notice that a bigger dildo that is locked to the gag fills my mouth.

Standing up in these boots is impossible with the spread bar attached to my legs. Robbing to a wall and to climb it up is also impossible - I still don't know where the next free wall is and I have no plan how I can climb it up. The only thing I can do is to lay there and wait.

After a felt endless time there is a voice coming out of my earplugs.

"Hey little slut. I think you already know the dildos in your fucking body. As it is right for such a girly, all of your holes are filled. You must love it. It is exactly what you wish. To be filled and used. I think you love it more than everything else on this planet to be a slave. And therefore, we will modify your body a little bit to show everyone your destiny. But first, we need to train you. You will beg for every fuck. Now, enjoy your torments."

Suddenly the dildos in my ass and vagina come to life. They vibrate on a very slow mod that brings me to the edge, but it isn't enough to bring me over and let me have an orgasm.

During the next time the dildos prevent me to gain any clear thought as well as the sound out of the earplugs tells me that I'm a little slut, only there to serve as a slave. Together, it is a effective way to manipulate me. In my brain I connect the phrases like "be a good slave", "be a slut", "serve every man" and so on with the good feeling of the dildos in my holes.

After a felt long time the dildos stop and it get silent. My only thought then is that I really, really need to go to the toilet.

Suddenly the earplugs are getting pushed out of my ears.

"You must need to go to the toilet, right? Here is your chance."

He lifts me up to my feet, steps behind me and leads me from there to the toilet. He also prevents me to fall. It is a very strange feeling to walk with spread legs and the ballet boots. In fact I manage it so far (only because of his help). The skirt gets lifted up at the toilet and he set me on the toilet pan.

After doing what is necessary he lifts me up again and makes me clean. It felts so extremely humiliating and disgraceful. He leads me after finishing cleaning me up to the kitchen. The dildo in my mouth gets removed and I'm pushed down that I knee there in the middle of the floor.

A metal bowl gets placed in front of me.

"Now, like the pet you are, you are allowed to drink out of the dog bowl. If you scream of talk, there is a ball gag in my other hand and it will be inserted in your fucking mouth and will stay there for several days!"

After telling me what to do he removes the spider gag. At first, I can't move any of my muscles around my mouth. Everything hurts and is stiff. After some minutes it is possible to close my mouth and use it to drink the liquid in front of me in the bowl.

The taste was strange.

Cause of my huge thirst, I dink everything.

"How does it taste, my little slut?"

"Strange."

"If you answer me, it means: Strange, Master or Sir." During he is telling me these words; he whips me with a wet towel.

"Sorry, Sir." Without thinking about it, I tell him Sir. The hit hurts extreme, maybe to avoid any other strike I automatically say Sir.

"Good. That you know it: It was a mix of water with sperm. The sperm of pigs."

"What?!?!"

"What what?" A new strike follows his rhetorically question.

"You are a bitch and everything bitches are for is to receive sperm. Maybe, if you are a bad girl, I will cast a show with you as my star and a pack of dogs on the other side - all prepared to fuck your little cunt only for the guests and the video cam. The video will be then uploaded to some porn sides and your facebook profile."

Everything I want to do is to cry.

"Now, beg for a fuck."

"I can't, Sir"

"BEG!"

"Sir, please, can you fuck me?"

"No."

"Please, Sir, can you fuck my cunt?"

"No. You are wrong asking."

"Please, Sir, can you fuck your little sex slave and show her for what she is good for?"

"Better. Ok, this time, I will do it. But next time, you must ask in a better way."

My hole body shivers. I really begged to get fucked and told with it to be a sex slave? What is wrong with me that I had this idea by myself?!

"Before I fuck your little mouth, I give you as a very good man the possibility to choose between 2 options: first one, you can get the star in my show and I will keep the video at a secret place as a insurance, or you accept to give the permission to sign you as my slave and that I can do with your body whatever I want. I expect the answer after your blowjob."

He presses a button and the vaginal dildo comes alive and brings me to the edge again. Then I feel his cock knocking at my mouth and I open it immediately.

Bobbing along his cock with my mouth, taking it in so far as possible and playing with my tongues, I give everything what I can to be a good blowjob giver.

The only thought I have is that I need to cum. I'm so extremely horny and the fucking dildo held me at the edge. Giving Martin his blowjob gives me a little kick, because I know that at least one of us will come, but it isn't enough to get the satisfaction that I definitely need.

After some minutes Martin's dick explode in my mouth. He pushes his cock out of my mouth and tells me that I have to show him his cum on my tongue. As I am ordered I show him the sperm load.

"Now, taste it. That's what you are for. Stay in this position for some minutes."

The fear of becoming a star in a porn with dogs or in generally to get the star of any porn film is enough that I knee there without any movement.

*Click*

What the hell is he doing? ... Is he taking pictures of me?!

*Click*

"So, now I have the pics I wanted, together with your beg on the video and your apparent will to be a sex slave, it should be enough motivation that you will become a good slave and that you will work through the training program I will tell you later. Now, swallow your price."

Slowly I move my tongue in my mouth and swallow the liquid as ordered. To move or react in any direction is definitely not possible. The shock is sitting to deep in me. By the dildos the only wish I have is to get my orgasm. And this fact is making me shocking much more then his words. As his words wouldn't make any affect on me.

Suddenly the dildos get faster and more intensive. He must turn them up. It doesn't take long to explode with an orgasm that is much stronger than any in the past. It is overwhelming and with it I kicked out.