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Nothing in Life is Free Part 3
By Radical Change
Marina 1 led us to the back of the shower room and pushed a panel in the
wall which released a hidden door and revealed our sleeping quarters.
They were made up of modular plastic capsules that were stacked side-by-
side, two units high and six units long, with steps providing access to
the second level rooms. Each capsule was designed to ensure isolation of
each slave and measured no more than 2 meters in length, and 1 meter in
both width and height. "Slaves to their pods" shouted Marina 1 and I
waited as everyone moved to their capsule reasoning that I would take
one of the two remaining empty units. I climbed the ladder into to the
second level of row six, squeezed into the small pod and pushed a button
which sealed the door.
The inside of the pod was minimal with a basic mattress and a single
pillow and blanket. A control panel was embedded in the wall with a flat
screen TV fixed in the ceiling above me. As I lay there and reflected on
how wonderful I felt, I began to struggle with recollections of parts of
my day. I knew it had been special and that I had pleased my clients and
Mistress but I just didn't know how. I realised that not only had I gaps
in my memory for parts of the day but that also I could not remember
anything before entering the dark room and meeting Mistress for the
first time. I looked at my long black fingernails and tried to recall
when I had had them done but that memory was not there. I was frustrated
and for the first time wanted to speak to someone. I had worked out that
Bambi 9 was in the pod next to me and tapped the wall to see if I could
grab her attention. After a few quiet taps without response I began to
strike the wall harder. A few minutes passed and then I heard three taps
in response and contact had been established. The comfort of this
communication relaxed me and I fell asleep.
I awoke with the sudden need to use the bathroom. Everything was pitch
black so I assumed it was the middle of the night. I pressed the door
release button and quietly made my way out and down the stairs but from
there had no idea where to go. I shuffled along to the ladder next to my
cubicle and carefully climbed up to pod 9 where I knew Bambi 9 was. I
knocked on the door and after a minute it opened and she poked her head
out. "What are you doing here?" she said. "I need to go to the
bathroom," I replied, "but don't know how to get there." "No one uses
the bathroom at night" she explained, "there is a small cubicle at the
rear of the capsules, take my hand and I will show you." I took Bambi
9's hand and she guided me to the rear of the capsules and to the
cubicle which housed a single toilet.
Having relieved myself I exited and found Bambi 9 waiting for me.
"Thanks," I said, "and thank you for knocking back earlier." "It was
mistake so don't tell anyone," she said. "We shouldn't be speaking and I
don't want to be punished." I should have left it there but hesitantly
asked, "Can you remember what we did this afternoon apart from pleasing
our clients?" "We only remember our client's pleasure and the pleasure
they give us," she said, "and you should not be asking these questions."
"I'm very sore," I replied. "I remember the fun I had with you and
Imogen 10 at playtime but after that it's all a blank." Bambi 9 looked
around to check that we were alone and then placed a finger on my lips
and whispered, "be quiet, the last slave who asked too much disappeared
and I would hate to lose you." I wanted to know more but saw the fear in
her eyes so took her words of warning. We walked back to our capsules
where I kissed Bambi 9 on the cheek before climbing back into my pod and
falling asleep.
I was awoken by the combination of a bright line shining from the
ceiling of my capsule and the TV screen coming on. There on the screen
was my Mistress and she looked angry. "My slaves I am not pleased and
you know that you serve to please me." The words "We serve to please"
came from all the pods including mine. "At least one of you has not
followed the rules," she continued, "by leaving their pod without the
permission of Marina 1." I froze with panic. Should I have known to go
to Marina 1's pod to ask permission? To make things worse I had made
contact with Bambi 9. Before I could think any further the door of my
pod opened and the command, "All slaves in line" was spoken. We all made
our way to the centre of the room and stood in our designated position
apart from Marina 1 who took her place in front of us.
Marina 1 looked up and down the line and said, "Whoever left their pod
last night without permission will take one step forward." I felt the
need to walk forward but at the same time had concern for Bambi 9 and
did not want to implicate her. I resisted moving out of the line but
then saw Bambi 9 take one step forward. I was panicking and was just
about to confess when Marina 1 spoke. "My fellow slaves, Bambi 9 came to
me this morning and told me that Natalya 11 had made contact with her
last night." "I initially took the view that the contact was innocent
and being new Natalya 11 was unaware of all our rules." I wanted to
explain but before I could she continued, "but now I know that I was
wrong as Natalya 11 has remained in line and willingly allowed Bambi 9
to confess."
I suddenly felt the eyes of all the other slaves fall upon me and I
blurted out, "Please let me explain," however before I could speak
further Scarlett 8 stepped out and said, "You will speak no more"
Natalya 11. She walked to Marina 1 who handed her a black bag before
returning to me. Lola 6 and Jade 7 came behind me and grabbed my arms
and from the bag Scarlett 8 passed them a pair of padded wrist cuffs
which they locked on me. She then removed a black ball gag and pair of
ankle cuffs from the bag and forced the gag in my mouth and locked my
ankles together in the cuffs. Helpless I looked towards Bambi 9 and saw
her mouth the word, "Sorry." "All slaves to the shower room" said Marina
1 and everyone left, leaving me standing in isolation. I stood alone for
over an hour as saliva dripped from my gagged mouth and my legs and arms
began to ache. My head was spinning and then I fainted and fell to the
floor.
When I came around I found myself naked in a large leather chair. I
tried to move but was held firmly in place by straps around my neck,
chest, waist, arms and ankles. Around me I saw numerous items of metal
furniture and medical type equipment and started to panic. The door
opened and a women dressed in a latex nurse uniform entered. She circled
around me and then said, "So you are the one who is unconsciously
resisting your programming." "I don't know what you mean" I replied and
then tried to explain that I hadn't meant to do anything wrong. I
pleaded my innocence and asked to see Mistress but her reply was short
and simple, "You are a liar and you will be reformed." With that she
inserted a needle in my arm and pumped a full syringe of an unknown
fluid into my body. The whole room began to spin and I felt myself
falling down and down unable to stop my descent. As the fall continued a
voice kept repeating, "into your unconscious mind we go, down and down,"
and then the count, "5 4 3 2 1," and I was at the bottom.
"Hey Nathaniel," said a voice and I turned to see a man who I knew was
called Ryan. "We are presenting in a few minutes so get yourself
together." I remembered this. I worked for a large PR company and we
were pitching for the European contract of a large Japanese hosiery
company. How had I forgotten this? Suddenly I was shocked to remember
Bambi and me sucking and fucking our clients in the hotel room the night
before. "No," I thought, "It must have been a dream, I'm a straight guy
and would never deep throat a cock." As I struggled with the situation I
heard, "Please begin Mr Gold," and found myself standing in front of a
display board presenting to two women from Kumiko Industries. I couldn't
understand why I was reliving this experience but began to talk through
our proposal. As I spoke, the words I expected to hear did not come from
my mouth, instead I heard, "My name is Natalya 11 and I have always been
a Shemale."
"I love all your hosiery especially your sheer black and fishnet
stockings"
"I love to suck and be fucked whilst wearing your stockings"
"I will suck and fuck you if you become a client of the Hotel
Modification"
"I will not ask any questions"
"I will never speak to anyone again without your permission"
"Pleasing Mistress is everything"
"Thank you for listening"
Having finished I looked towards the two Japanese women for their
reaction but instead saw Mistress and Marina 1 smiling back at me.
Suddenly I felt cold air blowing against my skin and realised that apart
from a pair of sheer black stockings I was totally naked. Without
control I grabbed hold of my now stiff cock and began stroking. As I
stroked faster and faster Mistress and Marina 1 chanted, "If this is
your truth Natalya 11 then you will cum" and I willingly replied, "yes
this is my truth" and exploded across the room.
I stood there savouring the pleasure when I heard the voice again saying
"into your unconscious mind we go deeper and deeper" followed by the
count, "5 4 3 2 1."
"Here's to Nathaniel and our new client Kumiko Industries" said Ryan as
we raised our glasses and drank a shot of sake. I was sat around a table
with Ryan and four other men who I knew were my work colleagues even
though I couldn't recall any of their names. We were in a private club
called, "Foxes" which I remembered we frequented when celebrating our
successes. "I'd love to know how you swung it" said Ryan. "All the money
was on them using a Japanese agency." "Simple" I replied, "I just told
them I loved wearing their stockings and that I would suck and fuck if
they became a client." An initially shocked Ryan looked at me and then a
smile came across his face. "You're such a laugh man, one day you'll
share your hidden secrets and I'll get that penthouse flat."
The glasses filled again and as we drank I looked across to the club
stage where a number of semi naked women were dancing around poles or
gyrating on the laps of paying punters. Whilst I knew we had frequented
the club, I remembered that I had stayed clear of the entertainment
primarily as I was trying to date my Personal Assistant, "Melody," who
most definitely wouldn't have approved. If I had taken a dance then I
knew one of the guys would have let it slip to her in the office. "Come
on," said Ryan, "just one dance to celebrate." I pushed him away and
replied, "you and the boys go enjoy yourself, but remember to show it as
alcohol when you submit your expenses." I watched as they made their
way to the stage and then felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and
there stood Melody dressed in a tight black latex catsuit and knee high
black boots. "Are we going to dance" she said and then taking my hand
led me to the front of the stage.
As we slow danced I pressed my body closer and closer to hers until we
were almost as one. I felt our lips touch and then suddenly she was no
longer there and I was standing on the stage by myself. I looked at the
mirrors that surrounded me and saw myself dressed in Melody's catsuit
and boots but also wearing a black latex hood with two red ponytails. I
began to gyrate to the music whilst watching myself in the mirrors and I
loved what I saw. Soon I was surrounded by men trying to press money
into my hands but then I noticed Ryan and moved forward to separate him
from the crowd." I pulled him behind a stage curtain and began to rub my
hand against his cock whilst saying,
"My name is Natalya 11 and I have always been a Shemale"
"I love to suck and be fucked"
"I will suck and fuck you if you become a client of the Hotel
Modification"
"You are my priority"
"You are always right"
"I will not ask any questions"
Ryan began to moan and I dropped to my knees, pulled down his zipper and
released his hard throbbing cock. I gently circled my tongue around his
tip and then swallowed his cock and began to suck. As I brought him to
climax I looked up into his eyes but it wasn't Ryan I saw standing there
but Marina 1. She bent down and whispered in my ear, "If this is your
truth Natalya 11 then you will suck and swallow," and I replied, "Yes
this is my truth" as she came in my mouth. As the nectar flowed down my
throat I heard the voice again saying, "Into your unconscious mind we go
deeper, deeper and deeper," followed by the count, "5 4 3 2 1."
I was standing on my own in a long corridor and as a bell rang out I
suddenly realised I was in my old senior high school. Seconds later a
wave of adolescents emerged from their classrooms and I was washed up in
the crowd and into the next class of the day. I instinctively sat at a
desk and looked at the teacher as she wrote on the class whiteboard,
"Gender and Sexual Diversity with Ms Johnson." Ms Johnson turned around
to reveal a tall beauty with long red hair who was knowingly flaunting
her enviably long legs and petite waistline by wearing cute dungaree
shorts. In a low and seductive voice she announced, "Today we are going
to talk about embracing difference and accepting our classmates for who
they are." She looked around the classroom and noticing that I was
staring at her walked across and said, "Nathaniel Gold, tell the class
what you understand about gender and sexual diversity." Blushing with
embarrassment I found myself tongue tied and unable to reply. "You seem
uncomfortable Mr Gold," said Ms Johnson, "do you want to tell the class
something?" "Umm no," I replied but she didn't leave me alone.
"Why have you chosen to wear red lipstick today Mr Gold" she asked. I
brushed my fingers against my lips and looking down saw the tint of red
on my fingertips. "Because a pretty girl wears lipstick," I replied.
"That's very honest of you," she said, "and why have you worn the girl's
school uniform today and not the regulations boys" uniform?" Confused I
looked down and saw that I was indeed wearing a V-neck summer dress with
maroon and white vertical stripes along with short white ankle socks and
black T-bar sandals. "An answer Mr Gold," she said and I replied,
"Because my name is Natalya 11 and I have always been a Shemale." Ms
Johnson smiled and then turned to the class and said, "Does anyone know
what a Shemale likes to do?" There was silence in the room and suddenly
my hand was raised in the air. "Yes Mr Gold" she said. I stood up and
turning to the class announced,
"We love our Mistress"
"Our Mistress is everything"
"We love to wear latex"
"We love to wear heels"
"We love to have big breasts"
"We don't think or make decisions"
"We do not ask any questions"
I looked back at Ms Johnson but instead standing there was Mistress
smiling at me. "Come to the front of the class Natalya 11," she
commanded and I complied. "Now Natalya 11 you will bend over and feel my
strap on and if what you say is your truth then you will cum for your
classmates as I fuck you." I felt her enter me and as she thrust I
stroked my cock." My classmates began to clap in time with Mistresses
thrusts and then applauded as I came across the floor. "And now coming
up "5 4 3 2 1" said the voice and I opened my eyes and I was back in the
chair looking at the latex dressed nurse.
To be continued......
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