Hello readers, hope you all are having a great time and living your fantasies. I am penning down a real story which happened with one of my readers a couple of months back.
I am a huge fan of BDSM and have been practising for quite a long time. I have written many stories on it on ISS, which you can find here. My story was well appreciated by both genders. Reading that, one of the readers contacted me.
Her name was Riya (name changed). She was a sub from the core and wanted to try BDSM. She is married and has a good life, but her husband is miles away from BDSM. She was happy with her married life but was missing her fantasies.
She contacted me for my story, and we started to chat over emails and then Messenger. We both seemed to be going slow as we both were very distant. She used to discuss her fantasies and was curious to understand more about BDSM.
Initially, I provided her guidance and some good videos and stories to explore BDSM. I also guided her to convince her husband to try out BDSM, but that didn’t work out. After 3-4 months, she wanted to try something. So we had an online session where she submitted to me as a sub.
Online sessions were fun, and she enjoyed it, but there is no comparison to physical sessions. Due to the distance between our cities, the physical session was not materializing. We have been talking for almost a year and had 5-6 online sessions.
She was now so excited that she wanted to have a physical session. Luck favoured us a couple of months back, and I was able to travel there. She lived in Ahmedabad in Gujarat. We planned it for two days. Since she was working, we only had the afternoon slot for 5-6 hours.
I reached the city in the morning and checked in to the hotel. I then asked her to reach the hotel and directly come to the room. This was her first time, so I wanted this to be memorable for her. I unpacked all my BDSM stuff on one of the tables.
It included hand and leg cuffs, rope, scissors, nipple clamps, clothes pin, pencil wax, a flogger, a wooden scale, a butt plug, markers etc. I locked myself in the bathroom and waited for her to arrive. The door was kept open as she had called me to confirm that she had checked in.
I could hear the door open, and she got in. The door was locked, and now the narration would be from her view.
Her POV
I stepped into the room. I was anxious and could sense my heart beating fast now. This was the first time I would submit to a master. Many things were going through my mind when I was in the lift. I opened the door. My hands were trembling when I opened the door.
As I entered the room, I saw a line and a letter on it named ‘SLAVE’. My heart beat got doubled seeing that. Many thoughts rushed through my mind while I picked up and opened it. It was a slave contract. I have not imagined this in my dreams as well. It read as below.
Hello Slave,
You have made a great choice to be a slave of your Master. While it’s a great choice, it is your privilege that your Master has accepted you as a slave. Your Master is very choosy and peculiar regarding BDSM and picking up the right Slave.
You would need to give your 200% to prove yourself. Your Master is quite experienced and has huge expectations from his slaves. Every second, you would be challenged in tasks. You need to have a high degree of commitment to meet the expectations during sessions.
A slave has no control over her body, mind and soul, so you should always follow your Master’s order and treat them with high priority. A slave’s life is driven by a master’s life. She is not allowed to take any decisions and should always follow her Master’s orders.
A slave has no value and dignity. Hence your Master will punish, humiliate, and degrade you, and you should be ready to accept all of this. If you are ready to accept all this, promise to be loyal and dutiful to your Master. Be his Slave for a lifetime.
Then sign this letter as acceptance of slavery for a lifetime to your Master. If you want to fall back, then the time is now. Once you sign this, remember there is no fallback, so decide wisely. Your Master wants this to be a pleasurable session for both of us.
Hence is providing you with an opportunity to use your safe words during the session. In case you are not comfortable with something or want to slow it down. These safe words are for special cases and should be used wisely. I am sure you will hardly use it. Put your hard limit safe and soft limit safe words below.
Safeword to go slow:
Safeword to stop:
Date time
Place
Slave sign.
If you have signed the first page, then follow the below instructions.
- Lock the door as you enter the room.
• Before the line, strip the clothes that you are wearing now. Fold them and keep them properly before the line.
• Once you are nude, write SLAVE between your boobs with your lipstick. that
• Wear the clothes that your Master had asked you for, a saree, blouse etc., with the innerwear that you are supposed to wear.
• Remove your sandals. You won’t need it till the time you are in this room.
• Wear the dog collar with a leash which is kept near you. This signifies that you are a devoted slave to me.
• Get on all fours. Inside this room. After this line, you are not supposed to stand and should always be on fours unless asked to stand by Master.
• From now on, you always refer to me as Master.
• Take a round of the room crawling. After that, you need to put on the blindfold and come and knock on the door of the bathroom 3 times.
• You should be kneeling with your head down and your hand up at nose height with the leash in your hand to be ready to hand it over to Master.
• Your hair should be behind and not falling over your face.
Reading the slave contract made me wet. I was now imagining what will I go through as a slave and how my Master would treat me. He will punish, humiliate and degrade me. How much pain will I go through, and will that pain make me feel more excited?
I signed the contract with trembling hands. I chose the safe words ‘Amber’ and ‘Red’ to go slow and stop, respectively. However, I had made up my mind not to use them. I turned to the second page, and the instructions were written on the next steps.
I stripped down my clothes, took out my lipstick and wrote SLAVE between my boobs. I carried another set of clothes and started wearing a saree and a blouse. There was a dog collar kept near the line. I picked and started to wear it. This made me super horny as this was a stamp that I am a pet to my Master now.
As instructed, I got on all fours and took a round of the room. I then reached the bathroom gate. I put on the blindfold and knocked on the door 3 times with the leash in my hand, ready to serve my Master.
The Master opened the door and took the leash in his hand. I was blindfolded, so I was trying to anticipate what will my Master do. I had not seen my Master face to face before though we shared our photos. I wanted to see my Master, but he had denied me to remove the blindfold.
The Master pulled the dog leash, and I was now crawling on all fours in the room. The feeling of his little pet was making me feel more excited. He let me crawl into the room 3-4 times before he ordered me to stand. I was wearing a saree, blouse and inners.
Master said, “Too many clothes for a slave.” Then he asked me, “A slave should be…?”
Slave: I was confused and didn’t have an answer, so I stood just like that. He repeated, a slave should be? I didn’t say anything again. Soon a slap stuck on my right cheek. It was a hard one. I knew the submission and session would not be an easy one.
Master then said, “A slave should always be nude. You are wearing many clothes that need to go off your body.” He first removed the saree. I was now expecting him to open my blouse buttons, but what he did was something different.
He toured my blouse with his hands. Next was the turn of my petticoat, which was given the same treatment. My blouse and petticoat were ripped apart, and now I was in my inners. I was feeling a little shy now, about to go nude. He took a scissor and cut my bra, and soon my melons were hanging.
At last, he toured my panty with his hands. I was completely naked. I wanted to cover my boobs and pussy with my hands. But I knew this would attract another slap or punishment.
I was now completely nude, with only a dog collar, leash and blindfold. Master now brought something and started to write something just above my pussy. Before starting to write, he asked me to identify what was getting written. Failure to identify will attract punishment.
He wrote something and asked to identify it. Since it was just above pussy and small in size, it was difficult for me to recognize, but still, I gave it a try. As expected, it was wrong. What came next blew me up. Received a hard slap on the other cheek. He had written “Slut”
Master wrote many things on my body. My ass, thighs, stomach, boobs, and back were all covered with words like dirty Slave, slut, Slave for life, fuck for free, cum dump etc. Some words I could guess, some I couldn’t. I was slapped hard for each wrong guess.
With the blindfold, the fear of slapping and coming as a surprise was fearful but exciting at the same time. Though I was slapped hard but still my pussy was wet. I now understood that I am a slave by the core. Master then said I would be punished further since I could not identify properly.
He put the cuffs on my leg and hand. He then put me on his lap with my stomach resting on his legs and my hands and leg resting on the floor. My ass was raised a little and was in direct reach of Master.
Master slapped hard on my ass. I was ordered to count the spanks and say it loud. Missed to count will start again from zero. Master started slapping both my ass cheeks. Initially, it didn’t feel pain, but the count reached over 20. It started to burn as the strokes were in the same area.
By the end of 50 slaps, my ass was burning like hell. I assumed my bottom would have been completely red, which was correct when the Master showed me the pic later.
Fortunately, I didn’t miss the count, which saved me. Master then ordered me to get into a kneeling position. He then moved my hands backwards and then again tied the cuffs. I was now ordered to do foot worship. I now understood why my hands were tied at the back.
I didn’t have my hands to rest on the floor, and doing foot worship without that support was too difficult. I was thinking about how to do this. Suddenly a slap came across my face, and with the words, “Fast slave, we don’t have all day.”
I came to my senses, brought my face down, and started to lick and suck my Master’s legs. Initially, I was licking it and soon started to suck the toes and fingers. I did it for the first toe and then moved to the second. Since I was blindfolded, I didn’t know how much time I did this.
But it was surely not less than 25-30 minutes. Though this task wasn’t painful, I was still getting more excited. It was humiliating and meant I was devoted and owned by my Master.
I will end the first part here with what happened to me. How I was humiliated and punished will be put in the second part, which should be published with this itself. Hope you liked this story. Your feedback is most important to me as this story is different.
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