Complete Submission: How Annabelle became a sex slave

Complete Submission: How Annabelle became a sex slave

Part 2

Chapter 4: Room Service

       “Now Annabelle, I want you to crawl over to the corner and wait with your nose against the wall in the slave pose again”. “Yes Sir” i replied as i began to crawl my way over to the corner. Unsure of what was to come next, i could feel my heart beating faster and louder with each passing moment. Master watched me closely as i made my way over to what seemed to be my new waiting spot. Although i could not see Him, He was smiling as He watched His new slave do exactly as He had ordered. “I am going to order us some drinks from room service” He said. “What would my good little slave like as a reward for being obedient?” Not expecting this question i froze for just a moment and began to panic as i realized that i was fully naked with my back to the door and that Master was inviting someone up who would see me in this situation. “Sir, i would prefer that we don’t order from room service. i don’t need a drink Sir” i said, not knowing if He would pick up on the true meaning of my comment. “Don’t be silly girl, what do you want to drink?” He asked again. “I will still be ordering my drink even if you do not want one”. This made me shudder, but i figured that if i wasn’t going to be able to get out of this situation a drink might at least help me relax. “Whatever you wish to order me is fine Sir” i said. With that i heard Him pick up the phone and order several drinks for himself and a few for me. “Room service will be here in a few minutes girl, you can choose to stay where you are or you can move onto the bed and lay spread eagle for all to see. It’s your choice, but don’t get used to making choices, do you understand?” “Yes Sir, i understand. Thank you for allowing me to choose Sir. Would it be possible if i move into a place where our visitor won’t see me Sir? It makes me very uncomfortable Sir, it is humiliating.” Master let out a long sigh and in a very sharp tone began to speak. “Slut you were being so good for a brief period of time, why must you question me. You will remain on display for our guest to see, but now you have lost the choice of where you will be. Turn yourself around and crawl over to the middle of the floor and face towards the door”. Quickly i began to turn around a move towards the middle of the room. Master was displeased with me and i did not want to make things worse at this point. My fear of punishment far out-weighed my fear of being seen by our soon to be visitor.

Once i had reached the spot where Master had instructed me to stay, He told me to get back into the slave position which i did without hesitation. He walked up behind me and told me to open my mouth. The second i did so He shoved a large ball gag into it and tightened the strap so there was no possible way i could get it out. “If you question me or talk back to me again girl this gag will be the least of your worries”. With that i felt a tear run down my cheek, for i was terrified of being put on display like this for a stranger. Naked and on my knees with my legs spread, hands behind my back, chest sticking out and a ball gag in my mouth. There was nothing i could do but wait now. It was only a few minutes until there was a knock on the door. Master looked at me and said “don’t even think about moving an inch whore. Do you understand?” I nodded in response and picked a spot on the floor to stare at as Master walked over to the door. As soon as the door opened and Master stepped slightly to the side, the service boy had a perfect view of me, kneeling in shame. He asked Master if everything was OK to which my Master replied “well my slave here is having some obedience issues in her training session so we thought that room service and a drink might help a little bit.” I could see out of the corner of my eye He was grinning and the service boy couldn’t take his eyes off of me. “If you don’t mind me asking mister, what kind of training session is this, it looks interesting?” asked the service boy. Master’s grin got a little bit bigger. “Well boy, this girl is my slave and I am her Master. Her only job is to please me and do as I demand. This is a completely consensual relationship; however, sometimes we have to push her limits. The problem is that when she begins to feel the slightest bit uncomfortable, she stops trusting her Master and becomes disobedient. Tonight we are working on some basic rules and yet she continues to question my orders if she doesn’t like them”. The entire time Master was talking to the service boy they were both looking at me, trembling on my knees, trying not to cry. “Perhaps you would like to come in and see what this is all about boy; I would love to see how willing she will be to please me with another person around.” A huge smile spread across the boys face. “Oh yes sir, I would love to come in and see what is going on”. Immediately i began to say no, but my gag prevented anything from coming out coherent. Trembling, i began to cry and shake my head no. Master told me that i had no choice, that this was part of my punishment for not being a good little slut like i should be. There was nothing i could do but ride this out. ‘As long as i do as i am told this shouldn’t be too bad’ i thought to myself.

The boy entered the room and Master instructed him to sit down in the chair. He then came over to me and tied my wrists behind my back. He asked if i wanted my blindfold; i shook my head no thinking that he would be more pleased with me if i could face this situation without hiding. Grabbing my elbow behind my back he lifted me to my feet and led me over to where the boy was sitting. “Now I want you to be completely honest annabelle, so this boy knows exactly what is going on here. Is this Master/slave relationship consensual?” I quickly nodded yes. “Do you understand that you have to be punished and pushed beyond your limits in order to grow as my slave?” Again, i nodded yes. “You see boy, having a slave is a big responsibility. They must trust you completely and you must reward them when they are good. You have to make this type of relationship enjoyable for both people involved. If the sub trusts you and wants to serve you they will do pretty much anything you tell them to do.” The boy nodded, he was almost drooling and i could see that he had a growing bulge in his pants. At this point Master removed my gag and placed it on the table. My chin was covered in drool and i was horrified and humiliated beyond belief. “Slave annabelle, would you like to suck on this young man’s cock?” He asked me. Shocked, the only response that i could manage to utter was “if Master desires for me to take another man’s cock into my slutty mouth, then that is what i will do Sir.” Master smiled at me and said “go ahead slave, and you better make it good, show him why i like you as my slave.” The boy quickly unzipped his pants and pulled them down. His erect penis sprung to life in front of me. Getting down on my knees i began to lick his shaft up and down, taking his head into my mouth and then working down his shaft again. i sucked on his ball sack and began to work my way towards the head again. The boy was already squirming in his seat. I placed my mouth all the way around his cock and began to draw it in further and further to my mouth. Before long i had the entire length in my mouth, his head hitting the back of my throat.  I worked his cock in and out, keeping my lips tightly sealed around his shaft. I flicked the slit of this head with my tongue and began to make circular motions around it. He was squirming and moaning and i could feel him begin to swell. Masters voice in the background said “swallow it all cum slut, don’t spill a drop”. The boy shot his load deep into my throat and as he slowly pulled out of my mouth i made sure to lick off all of his cum so i could swallow and not miss anything. I kneeled back onto my heels and hung my head awaiting further instruction from my Master.

Master was very pleased with my performance. He said that i had gone well outside of my comfort zone to please Him and for that i deserved a reward. He then informed me that His original plans were to disallow me from using the bathroom the entire night; however, my performance had granted me one bathroom break that i could take whenever i saw fit. He told me to keep in mind that i would only be allowed one so i should use it wisely. I thanked Master several times and said that i wasn’t going to use it quite yet. After that He asked the service boy to leave, but asked his name in case we decided to order room service again. The boy said his name was John and that he was working all night if we needed anything. Master thanked him for being a good sport and bid him farewell.

Chapter 5: Humiliation

       So far the evening had been going fairly well and Master appeared to be reasonably pleased with me; however, i knew that i could do much better. Before this meeting Master and i had talked about how i needed to ‘let go’ of my ‘controlling’ side and just trust Him, and how i needed to work hard on removing the word ‘no’ from my vocabulary. After the service boy left Master said to me “ok slave, it’s time to see just how far you will go to please me and do exactly as your told without complaining. This will help us determine what your limits are at this point in time, but you need to be aware that your limits will be pushed more and more all the time”. Looking into Master’s eyes i replied “yes Sir”. He smiled and told me to stand up, which i did immediately. He guided me across the room and stood me in front of the window (the curtains were closed so i wasn’t worried) with my back facing the room. He walked back to the table, and pulled a few items out of his bag and came up behind me again. Gently Master started to feel my body, running his hands from my neck, down across my breasts to my belly button and back up again. He began to caress and squeeze my breasts, working towards my nipples which were becoming hard and erect. Suddenly He pinched both of my nipples and twisted at the same time, which caused me to let out a small scream, although it was more a reaction to the shock than to pain itself. “Did I say you were allowed to become excited slut?” Master asked. “No Sir, sorry Sir” i replied. With that Master placed a clamp onto each nipple. They were attached to each other by a short chain. The initial pain began to subside fairly quickly, leaving me with a fully aware feeling that my nipples now belonged to my Master. Master gave a quick tug on the chain to test that the clamps were not going to fall off easily and then attached a small weight to the middle of the chain. My heart was pounding as i became more and more turned on. My pussy began to get very wet and i was hoping that Master would not check this right away; i did not want Him to see how quickly He was able to turn me on.

       Next Master bent down and attached one end of a spreader bar to my left ankle. He told me to spread my legs so He could attach the other end. The bar was about 30 inches wide which gave a very good spread. As He began to stand back up He ran His hand up the inside of my leg and brushed across my naked pussy. “You are wet slut. You will not cum without permission. Do you understand whore?” “Yes Sir” i nodded, knowing this was going to be difficult but that i had to do my best to obey. Master then replaced the ball gag into my mouth so i could not verbally object to whatever was next to come. He opened up the curtains and i immediately brought my hands around to cover my chest and pussy as best as possible. The room was on the 3rd floor of the hotel and faced the parking lot which meant that anyone walking by had a full few of me standing there, gagged with legs spread wide open. He then grabbed my arms and pushed them forward, up against the window, spread as wide apart as they could go. “Don’t move them bitch, and keep your eyes open. I want you to see just how many people are walking by looking at you”. There i was, spread full frontal for all to see. My heart was pounding; i was completely humiliated and embarrassed but knew that things would be worse if i did not follow orders. My body was shaking and i felt a tear run down my cheek. Master slapped my ass causing me to jump slightly as he walked away. Despite being humiliated and nervous, my pussy was getting more and more wet by the minute.

       Master left me standing like that for about 10 minutes before He came back over to me. By this point my pussy was dripping fluids down my legs and onto the floor. “Look at this, you really are a slut. Look how turned on you are getting and I am not even touching you. Do NOT cum slut. Don’t even think about it” He said as he began to run His fingers between my legs. Standing behind me and reaching around to the front, He began to spread apart my pussy lips and using one hand he started to rub my clit and with the other he began to fuck me. Before long i was buckling and writhing, trying not to cum before Master said i could. Through my gag i began to yell “please may i cum Sir?” over and over. Every time Master said no. He was enjoying this. He knew that i was helpless and that i couldn’t hold it any longer. He drove even harder into my opening and pinched my clit at the same time which caused me to erupt, squirting my juices all over the place. “You disobedient slut. A good slave knows how to control herself when she is told to do so. Perhaps you are not slave material after all” Master said with a grin on his face (which i was unable to see since he was behind me). “i’m sorry Sir” i tried to mumble through my gag to no avail. “Are you going to make this up to me slut? He asked me. All i could do was nod yes in response. Master removed the spreader bar from my legs and instructed me to go into the bathroom and kneel down on all 4’s with my stomach over the edge of the tub, ass facing out so he could spank me when he was ready. Knowing that Master had instructed me to be on my knees, i crawled my way into the bathroom hoping it would score me some bonus points. When i got to the tub i placed my arms inside with my stomach resting on the edge and i spread my legs apart just slightly.

       Master turned on the television and i guess He decided that He was going to take a break for a few minutes so he could finish his drink. It seemed like an eternity before He came into the bathroom, but i didn’t dare to move an inch while i waited. Once He arrived, right away He gave me 10 hard spanks. He began to shuffle around and i could hear Him doing something but had no idea what. There was water running and things being placed on the counter and picked up again. After a minute Master told me to relax and He began to shove something into my ass. A second later i could feel water rushing into my bowels and i began to squirm. Thinking back, i could not remember ever having an enema in my life. This horrified me more than being placed naked in front of the window. The thought of having to do my personal business in front of Him was horrifying me. Continuing to squirm, i began to mumble ‘no’ into my gag, but quickly managed to stop myself. This was a test. Master wanted me to accept whatever He gave me without complaint, so i settled down and just took it, although tears were streaming down my face. It took a few minutes before the entire enema was inside of me, but once it was Master said “I am going to remove the nozzle and replace it with an anal plug. You are not to let any of the fluid escape during this exchange, understood?” “Yes Sir” i mumbled and nodded. It took all of my concentration to not let anything out while Master inserted a large plug into my hole. He then inserted a large dildo into my pussy and strapped both into place using a wide based belt that ran around my waist and between my legs. He cinched it tight and placed a lock onto it. “Feels good doesn’t is slut?” Master asked with a laugh as he slapped me hard on the ass. “Get yourself into the other room, slave pose in front of the chair.” Right away i began to move, as uncomfortable as it was, into the other room. Crawling on all 4’s i made my way to the chair and kneeled up into the slave pose, waiting for my next instructions.

       About two minutes later Master came over and sat down in the chair in front of me. He told me He was sick of hearing my voice and wanted me to remain quite as He removed my gag. Using a finger underneath my chin, He lifted my head up so i was looking into His face. “The plug in your ass will hold the entire enema inside you until I decide you have been good enough to have it removed. It will become more and more uncomfortable by the minute so I suggest you work hard to please me. If you are a good girl it will be removed much faster. Understood?” With tears still running down my cheek i nodded yes in response. Master’s cock began to grow and i moved my head slightly closer, still looking into his eyes. My mouth began to open and He shifted His position in the seat indicating me to go ahead. Since my hands were free i began to massage His ball sac while i ran my tongue up and down his shaft, coating it with saliva. His dick began to grow more as i worked harder and harder, moving my tongue over His slit and around His head. Before long i had his entire shaft deep in my mouth again. Being careful that my teeth did not touch His sensitive cock, i gripped my lips around Him tightly and began moving my head back and forth faster and faster. The entire time i could feel the weight attached to my nipple clamps swinging, causing a dull pain in my breasts. Master began to squirm in His chair and moan louder and louder. “Beg for it slut” He managed to say between moans. “Master, please cum in my mouth Sir, my holes are here only for your pleasure Sir” i managed to say as i briefly came up for air. With that He forced his dick as deep as He possibly could into my throat and exploded, shooting yet another giant load deep into me. My movements began to slow and my tongue worked hard to clean up every inch of His cock as He began to remove it from my mouth. He was grasping tightly onto my hair the entire time, and did not release his grip until i had pulled back. “Damn girl, you sure know how to please me with your mouth. We will have to work hard to make sure you maintain these good skills. Now, I have one more task for you to complete before we allow you to release your bowels”. Still kneeling in front of Him, i waited for what was to come next.

Chapter 6: Photo Shoot

       “I am sure that you have noticed that your performance has been filmed this entire evening” Master said. “Now we are going to take a series of still pictures, with you posing exactly as instructed. If you do everything right and I don’t hear a word from you the entire time we will head straight into the bathroom and remove the plug. If you fail, you will have yet another task to do before release”. Master reached into his bag and pulled out his camera. With me still in the slave pose, on my knees in front of Him, He began to snap shots of me. He raised up my head so He could get some showing my face, complete with tear stains down my cheeks. He gently pushed my head back down and stood Himself up. Walking around me He continued to take pictures from every angle. “All 4’s slave” He said to which i immediately complied. Again, He began to walk around me shooting picture after picture. Front end, back end, hanging breasts, everything. He replaced my gag and blindfold and took another series with these props. He then attached a 3 inch wide black leather collar around my neck and took another set. He stood me up and walked me to the bed and gently guided me onto it. “Lay down on your back, spread eagle”. Immediately i did as i was told. My bowels were cramping like crazy and if it weren’t for the belt holding the plug in place i don’t know how i would have lasted any longer at this point. Master then placed leather cuffs (which matched the collar) onto my ankles and wrists, and tied them to the bed, pulling me as far stretched as possible. With that He took another series of pictures. By this point He must have taken well over 100 shots of me, and i did not object in any way, doing my best to please Him so i could get the stupid plug out of my ass. Posing naked for Him in all of these positions, not being able to see thanks to the blindfold, was probably one of the most uncomfortable times of my life. My head was screaming to make this stop, but i just lay on the bed, not moving as Master continued to take pictures. After a while Master untied my arms and legs and said “good girl slut, lets get this belt off of you. I want you completely naked with all your holes exposed for the next set of shots”.

He helped me get up off the bed and removed my blindfold, but left my gag in. He guided me to the bathroom and told me to climb into the tub, and to get on all 4’s for Him. He unlocked the belt and removed it. He removed the dildo from my dripping pussy. “Now, do not release anything right away when I pull out the plug. I will remove it and you will be able to move to the toilet. If you make a mess you will be cleaning it up. Do you understand?” He asked. “Yes Sir” i mumbled through my gag and nodded at the same time. It was very hard not to lose anything as he removed the plug, but i managed to clench my sphincter tight enough to allow just enough time to move to the toilet. With my head buried in my hands so Master could not see my face, i let go. He stood there and watched the entire time, which i think, was the most embarrassing part for me. Master seemed to understand that the humiliation of Him watching was far worse than the enema itself. Master told me to get cleaned up and get back onto the bed for the next picture session. He also reminded me that i had now used my one and only bathroom break for the night.

So there i was again, spread eagle, bound to the bed but no blindfold this time. Master began to snap pictures like crazy again. He zoomed in on my pussy and anus for some. He spread my pussy lips and massaged my clit for several and then took some of my facial reactions to His finger fucking me and bringing me right up to the point of climax before He denied me and continued to snap away, capturing all of my reactions. As the photo shoot continued i could see that Master was beginning to get excited again. Before long He put the camera down and climbed on top of me. He fucked me harder than i have ever been fucked before. He drove his dick into my pussy harder and harder, grabbing my breasts and my hair and even slapping my face at one point. Through my gag i was moaning and began to scream “please Sir, i can’t hold it any longer. May i cum Sir?” It must have been very hard to understand me but He seemed to get the message and pulled out of me right away. “Don’t you dare cum slut, not yet.” My body was shaking trying to hold back the orgasm and after a minute i managed to get myself under control. Master untied my arms and legs and told me to turn over and get onto all 4’s. Master thrust his cock deep into my ass. There was nothing gentle about it this time, and it hurt. He began to thrust back and forth, my body following His. The weight on the nipple chain was swinging wildly, causing more pain then i had felt from the clamps the entire time. With one hand Master grabbed my hair and pulled my head back as far as he could. “You dirty little cum slut. You are nothing but a dirty little whore. You are here to please me and I will do whatever I want with you. I will fuck you as hard as I want and for as long as I want because you are nothing more than my sex slave.” My body was shaking and beginning to buckle as it was screaming for release. Master could feel that i could not hold back my orgasm any longer and at the exact moment when He said “you may cum now”, he grabbed my clit hard. The most intense orgasm i had ever had occurred right then, my muscles tightening all over my body, my ass gripping around Master’s cock causing Him to cum at the exact same time. We both collapsed onto the bed. He removed my gag so i could catch my breath easier. We lay on the bed together, Him on top of me, for at least 30 minutes trying to recover. We were completely silent the entire time, but we both knew that we were going to have some amazing times together. We knew this was the start of something special.

Master had been looking for a slave for a long time, and He had finally found one... slave annabelle.