A submissives journey

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The Story of a Slave


Stacie, for all that she could remember, had known something was missing from her life. She spent many an hour trying to figure it out, but never could. It wasn’t until the day she met Todd that things changed. For most of her life she was raised to be independent, as was her mother. She was thought that she could do anything a man could, and never needed a man. Oh she knew if she met the right man, she would marry, have kids, but he would never rule her. She would always be her own woman. Then one day as she was walking back home from her work, she noticed a strange van sitting beside the street. She didn’t think anything of it until right as she passed by the doors opened and two strong arms pulled her in. She fought at first, but a cloth drenched with something covered her mouth, and she soon passed out.

Stacie awoke to find that not only was she in a strange room, she bound, gagged, and to her horror she was stark naked. She looked around the room to find it bare with the exception of a small table and two chairs. She flexed her wrists to find them clamped to the wall, as was her ankles and her waist. Then, light poured into the room as the door opened and two men walked in. One she did not recognize, but the other she did. It was Todd, a man she had met a few days ago at a local bar. Her eyes widened as she saw him, then narrowed thinking he had done this. She swore to herself that when they were alone she would ream him for it big time. The other man noticed her look and with the back of his hand slapped her, hard. "You will not look at your Masters that way, is that understood? He exclaimed. Her mind raced… Masters??? She then realized that the table was for bargaining… on her price.

As her heart raced so did her mind. Who would notice she is missing? She thought she had been luck to get a week’s vacation yesterday, now it seemed like a curse. For now no one would find her missing for at least a week. She didn’t have many friends here, and she had not spoken to her mom in a few months. "Oh my god, I’m going to be sold into slavery.." she thought. As the two men sat down to bargain on her, she started to cry, this being the last defense she had. Her kidnapper looked at her and threatened with his hand again. She quickly tried to stop crying, and though the tears still fell, her sobs quieted down. Finally Todd got the price down to what he wanted, and gave the man the money. He slowly walked over to and caressed her cheek with a finger. "Stacie, you are now mine, from this day on I am your Master." Those words filled her with fear, but strangely enough there was another stirring in her, one she fought with all the mental control she could muster. At this point, the other man slipped a hood over her head and the world went dark. She felt her hands released from the wall but a strong grip kept her from pulling her hands free. Her arms were forced behind her back and tied there while a collar was placed around her neck. When she heard the click of the collar, she broke into tears again. This time, muffled by the gag and the hood, they went unnoticed by the men. They carried her to a soft padded crate and put her in. She could hear the nails driven into the wood and began her weeping anew. At this point, stressed by the frightening ordeal, her mind had enough and she passed out.

Some time later, Stacie woke to find herself in a soft gown of silk, in a plush bed. At first she thought it had been a bad dream until she realized it wasn’t her bed she was in. She sat up with a start, only to be jerked back down by a short chain attached to her collar. She opened her mouth and screamed. Her voice echoed throughout the room now that the gag had been removed. After a few short seconds she stopped and began to sob. How could this had happened to her, what was to become of her. After a few minutes the door to the room clicked and opened. Todd walked in dressed in a light tan shirt and black denim pants. She looked at him and at first she was glad to see him, a friendly face she knew. Then anger swelled up inside her. "You son of…" she started to yell when he raised his hand as if to slap her. She cringed back, hiding her face. "As Karln said yesterday, you will not speak to your Master in that tone of voice." She looked at him and she could tell the fear was written in her eyes. Todd sat down at the edge of the bed, his manner softening. "Yes, you were sold to me, your are mine. But you will find that all though I am a stern Master, I am also a caring one. I had you captured, and paid for that, so that I could have you. I don’t know how you fell towards me, nor is that relevant right now. The next few days will be hard on you, but your actions can make them harder. I am going to break those silly ideas you have that a woman can be her own Master. But, I will say this right now, I care for you, and will not hurt you beyond recovery, is that understood?" He gave this small speech while looking into her eyes, and she could tell he was serious. Most of her wanted to rise up and rebel, but two small parts of her kept her at bay. One was fear, the words "I will not hurt you beyond recovery" made her think, broken bones and gashes could be recovered from. Another smaller part of her though was accepting the idea of being controlled, and wanted it, craved it. As he waited she looked back up at him and nodded.

He reached over her head and undid the leash that kept her down. With the leash in one hand he helped her up with the other. Walking her towards the bathroom he spoke again. "I know that a part of you deep down inside accepts Me as your Master, but I can tell the rest of you doesn’t. Until we wean that part out of you, you will be tied up wherever you go. Restroom, eating, sleeping, you will have no freedom till I deem you worthy of it." At this point they reached the bathroom, and looked in to see a lead on the ceiling, with enough room to let her shower and do other functions in the room. Todd attached the lead to her collar and closed the door, telling her she had 15 minutes to shower and relieve herself. While she did as told a part of her rose up and asked why she did this, why not just let her body odor get bad enough that he wont want her? She rationalized this by if he decided He didn’t want her, then where would she go? She never heard of slave recycling centers, but that didn’t mean they didn’t exist. For now, it was best to go along with it. 15 minutes later the door opened. She was just getting into the gown when Todd walked in. She startled and clutched the gown in front of her. Todd looked at her and said, "Don’t bother with the gown, leave it here. I have something else for you to wear today." With that he took her lead and attached a small leash to her collar. He glanced back at her and then the gown, indicating to drop it. When she didn’t he sighed. "Ok, first lesson. Do as you are told or you will be punished." When she still clutched the gown, he yanked her into the room with a hard pull on the leash. As she stumbled in he took her and forced her to her knee’s and then to a hands. With her on all fours he stepped on the leash, not allowing her to get back up. He took the leather belt off he was wearing and gripped it by the buckle. "Please don’t, I beg you" she wailed. But her plea’s fell on deaf ears. Todd looked at her then rose the belt into the air. Stacie let out a loud scream as the belt made contact to her exposed rear. Four more hits later she was openly sobbing from the pain. When he stopped and put the belt back on, he leaned down to her. "I don’t like to do that, but you will obey me. Concern yourself not for your modesty, it only will get you into trouble. Now, drop the gown." As he started to pull on the leash she stood, and let go of the gown. Todd glanced at her and then led her to the bed again, attaching her collar to a short lead. On the bed was what looked like a small one-piece bathing suit. "Put that on, I’ll be back in a few minutes." With that he left her. The lead would allow her to walk maybe a few feet in any direction but that’s about it. Stacie picked up the garment to find it would cover her abdomen, rear, and her crotch, but left her breasts exposed. She at first thought not to wear such a degrading outfit, but with the pain of the belting she received still warm on her skin, she thought better of it. Todd came back into the room to find her lying down on the bed, her breasts in the air while the suit clung to her body skin tight, as it was designed to. He looked at her and nodded his approval and surprisingly a small part in Stacie beamed, for she had received a small amount of praise. As he took her leash and started to talk. "I have a few people for you to meet today, friends of mine who will help in your teachings. Do not fear them, for they will not touch you. But I will be there, and if you misbehaving in any manner, I will repeat what happened earlier, only next time more severely. Understood?" Stacie mumbled a soft yes. Todd looked back at her with a soft glare in his eyes. "Yes what?" Stacie looked at him, wondering what he wanted. "Who am I?" he asked. When she failed to answer, he rose his hand again. "My Master!" she cried. "Good, and how will you answer me?" he asked. "As my Master" Stacie replied and shrunk back. Todd turned forward again, leading her to a set of stairs and down them to a small living room. Seated there were two women and a man. The man was dressed in a light ash collared shirt with charcoal gray pants. The women had on suits similar to hers. Although the ones they wore revealed the crotch as well. The man sat in a chair with both women to either side of him. "She is quiet lovely." The man replied. Todd nodded "Yes, but still stuck in the feministic ways." The other man chuckled as did the women. Stacie could not believe her eyes, these two woman looked up the man and grinned, and for all she could tell were very happy. The voice inside her again said that this was too degrading for women. But the other voice, now gaining a bit of strength, said how happy they looked. Todd made the introductions. "This is Tony, a friend of mine who shares the same beliefs as I do. With him is Ashley and Sara, his two slaves. All four of us will be with you today. You can address the women as sisters, or however you please, but you will call Tony sir, is that clear?" Stacie looked up him and said "Yes my Master" With these words Todd beamed at her, and other flush raced through her, thrilled that she pleased him. "Wow," said Tony, "she is already calling you her Master? It took Ashley a few days for that step." With this Ashley looked down, ashamed for how long it took her. But she soon lifted her head and smiled. "Maybe she wants it more than I did Master." She said in a dulcet voice. Tony tilted his head to the side and studied her. "Maybe so, but we will find out later." Tony motioned for Todd to follow him. "Come, let our slaves get acquainted and talk, I want to know how I can help you." Todd nodded and followed Tony to another room, but first attaching her leash to a small ring on the couch.

As the two men left, Ashley and Sara sat on either side of Stacie. Stacie somewhat cowered from the two, and kept turning her head back and forth, wondering what they would do to her. "Relax sis, we won’t hurt you." Ashley told her. Sara sat down and put her hand on Stacie’s shoulder. "No, we wont. We welcome you as a sister, and will help you learn what we know." Stacie pulled back from her, and stood up as best she could. "How can you sit there, accepting that I was kidnapped, bought, and I am now a slave to man?" Stacie exclaimed. The two women looked at each other and gently sighed. Ashley stood up and began a short speech. "We have been slaves to Master Tony for three years now. I was bought in the same fashion as you were, but Sara came to him on her own regards. I at first was like you, not wanting to believe what had happened and fought it desperately, not wanting any part of it. But I soon realized that I did want it, and I let go of my past feelings. I now love Tony with all my heart, not only for showing me this, but for providing for me, caring for me, and loving me as well. I know what your thinking, that you will never stoop to that level, but trust me, when you see the rewards, you will thank Todd for what he has done." Stacie was shaking her head, part in disbelief, but also in how this woman read her mind. With this, Stacie began to realize that a part of her DID want to be controlled, to be Mastered. But the self-reliant side of her, the part of her that so closely resembled her mother, rose up and screamed at this. She sat back down between the two women and started to cry again out of fear, frustration, and all the emotions that were flooding her. The two women comforted her, whispering encouragement. A few minutes later, Tony and Todd walked back in. Ashley and Sara’s faces both lit at the sight of their Master and stood up to walk towards him. "No my pets, stay with her, she needs to be reminded of what she is to become." Tony told them. As they sat back down beside Stacie they both answered identically, "Yes Master".

For the next few days Stacie was taught how to serve. Every morning started the same. Todd would walk in, wake her up and take her to the bathroom. After that she would put on a similar suit as the first day, covering all but her breasts. She would then go downstairs with him to receive her lessons from Ashley and Sara as Todd and Tony watched on. The first day was nothing more than being told how to address people in this setting, how to not speak unless given permission, but being able to talk with her ‘sisters’ all she wanted. Although they didn’t get much time, she came to know the two women and now looked forward to spending time with them. Tony was like Todd, stern, but caring from what Ashley and Sara told her. She came to believe this while one day sneaking a look at Tony as the two girls rushed off to get some food and drink for them all. She saw a look of care and love in his face, quick but it was there. She grew amazed how that every day she came more and more to not only accept her role, but to enjoy it. Todd never abused her, but he did punish her severely when she balked at his commands. And though the voice of rebellion was still in her, it grew weaker and weaker each day.

On the sixth day, she woke to see Todd sitting in her room. She smiled at him and said "Good morning Master" Todd smiled back and nodded to her. Then a small frown crossed his face. "What is it Sir? What did I do?" Stacie exclaimed, not knowing how to react. Todd shook his head and said, "Its not what you have done, its just that I’m not sure how to go about your next phase of training. You have done well, and please me with the progress you are making. But I want you as mine, body and soul." With this a flutter jumped into Stacie’s heart, knowing what he meant. And though a small part of her still fought, she realized that she was coming to love him. He was handsome, gave her more attention than any other male, and seemed to genuinely care for her, even with the way came to posses her. Stacie slipped to the floor and kneeled before him, the chain connecting her to her bed now long enough to do so. "My Master, in the past few days I have come to realize that I am yours, body, soul, and with my heart. Do with me as you please, for when you are happy, I now to am happy" Stacie was astonished to hear those words come from her mouth. Now the small voice in her fighting this grew very weak, almost non-existent as the part of her growing to accept this took over, and now craving to server this man. As she felt this change occur in her she bowed her head, and shed tears of happiness, knowing that all her life she knew her ways were wrong, knew she had the need to be mastered. Todd kneeled down on one knee in front of her, lifting her head gently to look into her eyes. Stacie gasped, for a small tear was in his as well. "You don’t know how much that means to me. Although I am you Master, and you are mine to command, I have loved you for a while. When I first met you, I felt a stirring in my heart I’ve never felt. I checked around about you, but got nothing of complaints. People you told me said you were bossy, always displeased with something, and liked to complain about everything. Yet that night I looked into your eyes, and saw something there, something hidden in that shell you had. At that point I decided to master you."

As his words rang through her ears, Stacie felt her own tears now cascading down her face. She thought back to how she acted before this and felt shame. With this, she felt all that her mom had installed in her, all the self-reliance seep from her body. She knew now what it felt to need, to crave the attention of her Master. When she lifted her head again and looked into his eyes, she knew she had found her place. Todd smiled between the few tears he had and gently lifted her to her feet. "Today, you have found a freedom in your slavery, you have found what it truly means to be a woman. And for this you are rewarded." With this he removed the leather collar that she had gotten used to from her neck, and replaced it with a small silver one. As he moved behind her, she could hear a small clasp and a click, knowing that is was now locked around her neck. The cold metal rest lightly on her slender neck. As she walked toward the mirror by the door, she got a good look at herself, for she now slept naked. She stood up straight and saw a woman of incredible beauty. Full firm shoulders, slender arms, nice rounded breasts, a flat stomach ending in nicely shaped legs. Her face when she looked at it radiated with joy, her eyes shinning with happiness. Her smooth skin only blocked around her neck with the small silver band. As she got closer to the mirror she saw engraved in the metal the one word, "Todd". She turned toward the man who held her heart, her soul, and her body, and rushed to his arms. "I am forever yours, My Master!" She exclaimed. Todd held her close, his mouth close to her ear as he whispered, "I know my love, and I will always keep you, cherish you, and love you. This I promise" With that they both held each other, feeling their hearts pull from their bodies, spin in the air, and collide, now as one.

The End

  

 

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