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I’ve known I was a submissive girl since I was really young. I used to crave bondage, humiliation, and degradation along with some punishment and servitude. I cannot tell you where these feelings came from. All I can say is that when I was young, I craved it beyond anything else. Thoughts of being dominated filled my mind constantly and the ideas that ran through my head always gave me butterflies and made my virginity flow with a constant stream. I was 13 years old when it all started.
I was a shy girl. At school I always wore baggy sweaters and baggy jeans. I kept to myself and pretty much hid from boys. Don’t get me wrong. I had my crushes. I was simply too shy to face any of them. I never wore make-up and my hair was always flat. My mom and dad were never home. They traveled a lot for work. We would see them about two weeks a month.
My brothers and I were always left with plenty of money. My allowance was a whopping $200 a week as long as I kept getting straight A’s. I never spent money on anything unless I had to. I also was given a credit card with a limit of $3000. I guess you could say that we were rich. My oldest brother was 12 years older than me but was very protective of me. We were very close and never fought. My other brother was 5 years older than me and he and I always fought. I still loved him and I knew he would protect me if he had to.
I didn’t have any friends. I had hi-and-bye friends, but nobody that I really could consider a best friend. I was a loner. I was a nerd. I spent my days chatting online to people I didn’t know. It was ok, but it got boring after so long.
My brothers were having a huge party at our house the day that the voices in my head started my self-domination. I was locked in my room angry at the confinement as the noise pushed through the walls all around. I looked out my window to the back yard to see several people in their swimsuits getting in our hot tub and jumping in the pool. All I could do is stand there and stare at all the hot, wet, well-tanned bodies that littered the yard. Some of those guys were really cute. My juices started to flow as I stared at them at play. With a deep sigh, I threw myself on my bed and began rubbing myself.
Just what do you think you’re doing, you horny slut?
The voice was clean and clear in my head. I immediately stopped and looked around for the source.
You’re not going to find me, bitch. I’m in your head.
“What do you want?” I said in a whisper.
I want to teach you how to become a true slut. That will lead to you becoming a true sex slave and from there to a total whore.
The name calling caused my groin to tingle with excitement. But I tried to hide it. The voice laughed loudly.
You can’t hide anything from me, slut. I’m in your head. I know all of your secrets. I know all your desires. I know all about you. I know that you want someone to dominate you. I know the thoughts that make you wet and horny. That is why I am here, cunt.
I felt the butterflies dancing in my belly tickling me from my naval to my clitoris.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, You are so cute. How would you like for me to be your Master until you find a real one of your own? I already know your answer, slut. I just want to hear it from you.
I couldn’t speak. I just nodded my head with a big smile.
Very good, now lets get some rules established shall we? And remember, all these rules are coming from you, so no bitching or complaining.
I was able to put an image in my mind of the voice that was speaking. To me, he was a tall, gorgeous man with cut muscles. He had a clean shaven look and eyes that pierced the heart. He had a perfect tan and a huge bulge that filled his boxer briefs.
Are you ready? Good. Rule number one. From now on, your bedroom will be considered your dungeon. You are not allowed to wear clothes in your dungeon. You are not allowed to walk on your feet in your dungeon. You will crawl on your hands and knees when you are in this room. You will strip before you take a single step inside here which means you will have to strip in the hallway, drop to your knees and crawl in.
Rule number two. Your name for now will be cunt, slut, whore, bitch, or anything else I decide to call you. When you hear your names, you will respond with your full attention. You will call me Sir or Master and say it with every statement you must make.
Rule number three. You will do what I tell you to do without question. If you fail in any task I give you, you will be punished. You will thank me after every stroke you receive during punishment.
Rule number four. You will not be allowed to cum unless you beg first and I give you permission. If you are denied, you will stop before you orgasm and you will thank me for the denial.
And finally rule number five. You will surrender your life and your soul to me until you find a real Master who can tolerate you.
More rules will be made as we go along.
Can you handle all these rules, cunt?
I could see his evil smile in my head as I nodded silently.
“When do we start?”
You have already earned yourself a punishment. Don’t you remember rule number 2? GOD, your stupid!
“Sorry, Sir, When do we start?” My voice was shaking.
Why not right now? Would you like to start with some humiliation whore?
“Yes, Sir.” I whispered quietly and shyly. My heart started pounding as I could feel my face turning red.
Strip down to your panties and bra and kneel in front of that long mirror in the corner.
Nobody was in my room, but I couldn’t help but feel like I was constantly being watched. I slowly began to take off my baggy tee shirt.
Come On! Hurry up. When I give you a command, you obey immediately and you do it as quickly as you possibly can. Now, hurry your lazy and shy ass up and strip down to your bra and panties.
It took a total of 5 seconds for me to strip completely down as the baggy clothes easily dropped to the ground at my feet. Instinctively, I began to cover my bare skin. I walked over to the mirror…
God, you stupid cunt. Why are you walking in the dungeon? Don’t you remember rule number One? That’s two infractions. Why do I waste my time with you?
I dropped to my knees and made my way to the mirror in the far corner of my room. I knelt down and rested my butt on the backs of my heels with my toes pointed forward. My hands explored all around trying to hide myself subtly.
Point your toes back, rest on your heels and put your hands behind your head and interlock your fingers. I want to see your elbows out far at your sides. This is your exposure position. I can see your entire body in this position and you cannot hide anything.
First of all, in order for you to become a true slut, you must have some confidence in that body you have. Three times a day, you will kneel in front of this mirror naked and praise your own body. First look at your hair. Look how soft and shiny the fine strands hang down to the small of your back. The light brown color is enticing and fresh. Your arms are firm and thin and extremely feminine. You have a beautiful and seductive neck and your collarbone is well defined. You have small 32b cup breasts that have a lot of potential. But at least they are real and still firm. You don’t have much for curves at your waist, but your flat belly and small naval make up for the lack. You don’t have single blotch on your soft skin. Very nice. Your legs are soft and shapely with no flab on them whatsoever, probably from walking home from school every day. And finally, your face is extremely feminine and has youth smeared all over it. Your cheekbones are well defined and you require very little, if any, makeup. Your big green eyes shimmer in the light and scream desire and those long, dark eyelashes scream “fuck me”. Your full lips are perfect and make men drewl with desire.
Never in my life had I ever seen myself as a sexual being. But after hearing all those compliments, I couldn’t help but see myself as a real pretty girl. It had been years since I had smiled at myself in the mirror. I felt good inside and the sight of myself was actually turning me on a little, especially in the submissive position I was in.
Was this really happening to me? Could I be so twisted and so insane that I actually fell off the edge?
Trust me, girl, you are not crazy. This is part of who you are. You were born with these desires and these needs that satisfy you sexually. Trust me, there are worse things that people do other than this. Don’t let others tell you what to like and what not to like. You are who you are and if being a slut and a whore is what you desire in your heart, then become what you desire. You will live with no regrets if you give in to them.
I had to admit, the voice was right. These were more than simple desires. They were passions. I wanted this so badly that it made my whole body tingle. This was all I wanted. And if I have to do it with the voice in my head, then so be it. I knelt proudly in the mirror proud of myself for the first time in a while.
Ok, I want you to crawl to your door and lie on your back. Spread your legs and rest a foot at each side of the door.
I crawled as ordered and put myself in the position the voice required of me.
Now I want you to listen to the crowd outside this door. I want you to imagine that all those people are looking at you exposed in your underwear. Now I want you to close your eyes and rub your clit nice and soft. Imagine yourself being looked at and noticed as the hot, sexy cunt you are. I want you to soak those panties so that the goo goes through them.
I started to rub myself instantly feeling pleasure run through my body. As the images of normal people looking and pointing at me doing such a naughty thing to myself ran through my head, I could feel waves of desire pass through my entire body. I began to moan in pleasure and my hips began to sway with the rhythm of my fingers as they rubbed so gently.
STOP! The voice said firmly and directly.
I immediately stopped but kept my hand cupped over my soaking mound.
Remove your hand and spread the goo that’s on them around your neck like its perfume.
I heard the like smack as my hand left my panties. I quickly rubbed the goo all around my neck and throat. I immediately smelt my own pleasure fill my nostrils. I didn’t really like the smell all that much.
Now we really start your humiliation. First I want you to kneel down like before. Good girl. Now I want you to unlock your door.
“But… But…”
Shut the fuck up and do what I tell you? Do you really want to deny yourself the pleasure you are about to receive? I unlocked my door.
Good. Now open your door and follow my instructions perfectly. You will open the door and crawl out. Kneel just outside your door.
I started shaking. I don’t know if it was from excitement or nervousness. My hands grew colder by the second as I reached up and slowly opened the door. I took a deep breath and crawled out and knelt just outside. The music grew much louder and the voices became much clearer. I wanted to jump back into my room and hide the rest of the night. I almost did.
Now stand up and put your hands behind your back. Interlock your fingers so that you may not hide any part of your body. Remember, you are a hot little girl. You have seen it, you know it. You love it. There are girls at the pool wearing less than you, so don’t stress out about how much you are showing. I want you to walk to the kitchen now. You will walk at a nice steady pace. You will not run, you will not hide. You will walk with your head up like you are confident. Now go.
I hesitated a second when I heard the voice grumble in its impatience. I put my hands behind me as ordered and began to walk. I could feel the wetness between my legs with every step I took. My breathing became shallow and I could feel my face burning red as I walked down the hallway and into the den where about 20 people were standing around socializing. I took a deep breath and lifted my head as I made my way past the den, up the two steps and into the kitchen. I could feel all the eyes on me as I made my way. I even heard a few voices saying. “Is that Laura?”
Now, I want you to open the fridge and retrieve two hot dogs, two carrots, and a soda.
I was shaking so badly I could barely get the items. I pulled them out and placed them on the counter.
It was then that Jeff, my brothers best friend snuck up behind me.
“Hey, Laura, what’s up?” He was drunk.
“Just getting something to eat, Jeff.” I said flatly.
“Hey, why are you in your underwear? I’ve never seen you like this before. You look nice for a little girl.” He scaled me up and down and took a second glance at my pubic mound.
“Did you pee yourself?” He looked at me strangely.
“No, I didn’t pee myself.” I was trying to ignore him. I turned around to grab the food and leave.
Wait! You are not done just yet, slut. Grab two pieces of bread and put a slice in the front of your panties right over your soaking clit. The other one will go between your asscheeks. Do it now and in front of that pervert looking at you. I don’t care what you or he thinks, you will do it!
I almost started crying as I reached into the bread basket and grabbed two slices of bread. Glancing over my shoulder I noticed Jeff staring at my butt and licking his lips. I wanted to hide myself so badly, but I was already in too deep. I was in the wide open with nowhere to go. All those people had already seen me like this. I pulled out the front of my panties and quickly slid the bread inside and over my soaking wet clitoris. Without turning around, I reached behind me and pulled back the panties and shoved the other slice deep between my butt cheeks.
“Damn, girl, you look nice.” Jeff said staring me up and down. “Is that pussy juice between your legs?” He giggled.
I ignored him and grabbed my food.
Put the hot dogs in your mouth and carry them to your room like that. Put the carrots under each of your armpits, and carry the coke back to your room, now.
I did as told, and immediately realized just how sexual the situation was. Hot dogs in my mouth, bread in my panties, and carrots in my armpits. I turned around and made my way back to my room as Jeff reached out and pinched my butt as I made my way passed him. My instinct was to turn around and slap him, but the voice stopped me.
NO! You will turn and look at him over your shoulder and smile as you keep walking back to your room. When you get inside your room, you will kneel and shut and lock the door.
I did as I was told and walked confidently back to my room. Several people stood and stared at me. Most had confused looks on their faces as some gave simple glances. Either way, I was noticed and humiliated and that made my pussy even more wet.
I made it to my room and knelt down before shutting the door and locking it. I was able to breathe again. I felt the blood flowing back to my head and a sudden dizziness overcame me for a few seconds. Sweat beaded my forhead.
Put the food in your corner in front of your mirror. Good girl.
The bread was soaking wet from my pussy and smashed from my ass cheeks.
Ok, now strip. I took off all my clothes and knelt there in front of the mirror. My nakedness before me. My pussy was shiny.
Now put a hotdog inside your pussy and leave it in there. I know you have never had anything other than your fingers inside that pussy, but trust me, you will like the feeling of food being in there. Rub it on your clit first to soak it with your dressing.
I took the hot dog and by this time, I was so horny and hot that I would do just about anything no matter how extreme. I rubbed my clit with the hot dogs until it was almost completely shiny with my juice. I then held my breath as I slowly slit the dog inside of my hole. Tingles traveled throughout my entire body. I pushed it all the way in until just the very end was sticking out. I could see my hole filled as I knelt there in the mirror. I was a slut. I craved this. I wanted this all the time. I was getting it.
Good slut. Now I want you to open that ice cold coke and chug it all down. This is so that you can train your throat to take punishment. If you are going to be a good cocksucker, you will have to learn how to take the pain in the back of your throat. If you fail you will be punished. Do it now.
I opened the coke and quickly started pouring it down my throat. It wasn’t long before I felt the burn of the carbonation eat away at the walls of my esophagus. Tears started running down my cheeks as I couldn’t take it anymore.
Only half, girl? Damn, you have a long way to go. You will be punished for that later. For now, pull out that hotdog. Now wrap it with that wet piece of bread you had over your cunt. Before you eat that, you will rub your clit with the other hot dog and put that in your cunt. Let it cook in your pussy as you eat your hot dog.
I did as I was told. I rubbed my wet clit with the hot dog and slowly slid it inside my pussy hole. I took the wrapped hot dog and proceeded to take a bite out of it…
No, no. You will shove the entire thing inside your mouth. You will leave it in your mouth for a minute so you can taste your sexuality before you bite it and swallow your food.
I shoved the entire thing in my mouth feeling the dog hit the back of my throat making me gag a little. My cheeks filled up. I waited patiently as I could taste the sweet, tangy, bitter flavor of my own sexual fluids. It wasn’t really that good, but I had no choice in the matter.
That’s right, your likes and dislikes are of no consequence. What really matters is that you satisfy me and my desires. Your job is to please in every and any way. It is part of being a true slut slave.
I started to chew and swallow large pieces to make room in my mouth to actually enjoy soiled meal. When I was finished, I could still taste my pussy juice. I reached down and pulled out the dog from my pussy and wrapped it with the bread that was between my ass cheeks.
Before you eat that, put one carrot in your asshole, and another in your pussy hole. Skinny side up will do. I know you have never had anything in your ass hole, but if you do this, you will take that one step toward becoming a true slut.
I grabbed the first carrot and reached behind me and found my butt hole. I pressed the point of the carrot into the hole and very slowly started pushing it further inside me. It felt like I was taking a big shit and my ass hole was being stretched. It didn’t really hurt. In fact it actually felt nice and sexual in a way. I did the same with the other carrot in my pussy. Looking at myself in the mirror like this made me feel hot and horny and wanting to cum really bad.
Good girl, now eat your hot dog like you did the other one. Taste that ass of yours on the bread mixed with your pussy juice. Appreciate your sexuality.
I did the same thing, only the taste wasn’t quite as bad this time. As soon as I swallowed the last bit, the voice ordered me to eat the carrot from my pussy. When that was done, he had me take the carrot out of my ass and look at it a moment.
See those little pieces of shit that smear that carrot? That is your own fault for not eating right. As punishment, you will eat this carrot just like it is. I don’t care if its disgusting. I don’t care if you think its gross. I don’t care if you gag or throw up. You will eat this carrot. Many times, you will have to suck your own shit off a man’s dick after he fucks your ass. It’s part of being a real whore. If you fail or give up on this, you will be punished.
I closed my eyes and held my breath as I opened my mouth and gagged before I even put it in my mouth. I paused a moment and without thinking about it, I shoved the carrot into my mouth and took a huge bite and without breathing, I chewed and swallowed it down. When I was finished, I could taste the shit on my breath. I wanted to throw up so badly, but I held it in.
Now you may finish the coke before we get you ready for bed.
I took the coke and chugged the rest of it down. It was a bit of relief as it somewhat killed the flavor of shit in my mouth.
Ok, new rule cunt, you will no longer be allowed to sleep on your bed at night. You are a slave now and your place is close to the floor. You will sleep on the floor with no padding on that wood floor and only a sheet to cover you. Today, you did not earn the right to have a pillow. So you will sleep with no pillow tonight. Furthermore, because of your failures today, you are not allowed to cum and you will sleep in the closet. It’s 1am now cunt. Tomorrow will be a long day for you, so lets get you to bed.
I crawled into my closet and shut the door behind me. Pitch black darkness all around me as I found my spot and curled up for the night. All night, I hardly slept. I kept thinking about what was in store for me. What would tomorrow bring? What was I getting myself into? Would I be able to go through with it?
To be continued…
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