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I was so excited to be in a new city with a new job and a bright future ahead of me. I couldn't believe my luck when I was selected for this amazing job as a personal assistant to a wealthy Silicon Valley man who worked in the venture capital world. He was beyond loaded and while I wasn't getting paid a ton, I was going to have a room in his mansion and my wardrobe, food and medical care would be fully covered. I grew up in a small town in New Hampshire and went to Georgia Tech on an academic scholarship and had studied computers, so I figured that Silicon Valley was a good place for me to get my career started. I didn't really have any close friends, came from a very small family (my father was my only living relative and we hadn't spoken since I chose to go to Georgia for college) and generally kept to myself most of the time. When I saw the opportunity show up on Indeed to work at an entry level job in Silicon Valley with basically all expenses covered, I jumped on it. There were a ton of interviews, first like 8 on the phone and then I was flown out three times to Palo Alto for in-person interviews. Not once did I actually meet Mr. Langston or speak to him, but through the course of that gauntlet of interviews I believe I had given him every single detail about my life, including how many girls I hooked up with in college (five) and how many times I'd gone all the way (thrice...all one- night stands) and that I had only kissed a girl one time before I got to college. On my last interview, I was weighed, measured and photographed (clothed, of course) extensively...I was told that it was to ensure my wardrobe would be perfect as Mr. Langston was very particular about how his assistants looked. It was exactly one month to the day from when I submitted my application, and just five days after my graduation that I celebrated with a bottle of champagne alone in my dorm room, that I was scheduled to board a private plane for the first time and fly out to my new life. All this to work for a man that I'd never heard of or been able to find any personal information about him at all, just that his firm was called "Langston Venture Capital", but the website did not list an address, just a tagline "Silicon Valley's Most Transformative VC Firm" and some stock pictures. The day before I was scheduled to leave, Mr. Langston sent a crew to my dorm to pack everything and have it sent out to my new home. It was shocking to see how quickly every trace of my living there was erased and I was left with nothing but the clothes on my back, my toiletry bag and my clothes for tomorrow. They told me to throw away my bedding but I could take my pillow if I wanted. The next day I arrived at the private airstrip where the plane was taking off from via a nice sedan sent for me. It was a stunning plane, like something off the cover of The Robb Report, and there were about 10 large men in suits standing at attention as if I was some kind of dignitary. As I approached the stairs, a woman came up to me and looked me up and down as she grabbed the toiletry bag and pillow from my hands. "I'll take care of these for you. The men are there as Mr. Langston's representatives, so please be sure to remember that as they take you through your initial orientation". With that she motioned for me to climb the stairs into the jet and she smacked my butt very hard as she abruptly turned and walked away. I turned bright red about being smacked on the butt by this otherwise very businesslike woman, but I simply continued up the stairs onto the plane. As I boarded the plane, my jaw hit the floor. There was nothing but a bar with a ton of alcohol, a sitting area with a mountain of marijuana and smoking devices and there was a stripper pole with a woman dressed as a slutty pilot dancing on it. A huge smile came on my face as I stared at the stripper while I was followed on board by the 10 large men and heard the door close behind me. The plane took off and I nearly fell over, but one of the men grabbed me before I fell. "Easy there, girl, you don't want to spend your first month on the job with a cast on your arm" the man said as he pulled me back up from my nearly toppled over position. I kinda brushed off him calling me a girl and thanked him for keeping me steady and I headed over to have a seat near the marijuana mountain, but was sure not to touch anything because I thought that it was some kind of test. "Mr. Langston said that you need to partake in everything we have to offer. So that means, while you're sitting there, you need to smoke some pot and get a lap dance from Opal there." I sat there silently, not really reacting to what he just said. "Listen sweetie, Mr. Langston said you were to act as if we were him and you wouldn't disobey your boss, would you?" I grabbed a pipe and lighter and took a small puff and then I turned my chair around so it was facing Opal. She immediately came over and started giving me a lap dance. It was the most sensual lap dance I'd ever had, and I had frequented the strip clubs in Atlanta a lot during my college years. I was terrible with girls (hence my five makeout sessions with only three going all-the-way my whole life) so I loved getting a cheap thrill at the strip club and then going home and finishing off to porn. Opal was grinding me as one of the men handed me a shot glass and told me to down it. Then another one of the men followed with another shot. Then another. Then another. Then another. By this point, I was pretty drunk. The fact that I was 6'0" but only 140 pounds meant that my tolerance was lower than most guys my age, and the five shots they gave me got me quite tipsy. Opal stopped grinding me and then knelt between my legs and began to undo my pants. She stood up slowly, being sure to touch me the whole way up as she leaned over and whispered into my ear "this would be so much more fun if you begged me to bind and blindfold you"...so I did exactly that. Within seconds, the five of the guys approached and chained me to the seat and put on a leather blindfold that went down to my nose and blocked the nostrils, forcing me to breathe through my mouth. I was drunk enough that the situation didn't scare me and I stayed very excited for Opal to return between my legs, and she did...but instead of getting back to business, she shoved my hard cock back into my pants and buttoned them back up. As she zipped the zipper, I felt a strong pair of hands on my shoulders from above. "Good work Opal, you can go sit and smoke pot now, we've got it from here." He said as he massaged me strongly and breathed on the back of my neck. "Get used to the feeling of hot breath on the back of your neck when you're working for Mr. Langston...Ha! Ha! Ha!" Then he just stopped massaging my shoulders and didn't say a word. I sat there waiting, bound to a chair and blindfolded, for five more hours before we landed. They all just partied the whole flight as I sobered up and sat there wondering what I'd gotten myself in to. When we landed, the woman who slapped my butt when I boarded the plane (I thought she wasn't on the plane, but I could not figure out how she'd be at the arrival location without being on the plane) asked the man who had massaged me earlier "how long did it take to get her in chains and a blindfold?" She asked, by this time I had become very aware that they never once referred to me as anything but a female. "It was like five minutes after takeoff, a new record. Mr. Langston will be quite pleased with this one, very compliant and submissive" He then laughed with the woman and got off the plane. I heard all the other men depart the plane as well and I assumed Opal left too, but the woman approached me with her stiletto heels clicking on the marble floors. "Good job sweetie, you passed your first test. Now I'm going to unchain you and you're going to remain seated until I tell you to stand, then I'll lead you out of the plane into the car that'll take you to your new home. The blindfold must remain on until you get there, Mr. Langston is VERY private about everything. As we left the plane, I was surprised at how muggy it was outside, as I thought Silicon Valley was going to be cooler and drier. I was guided into the car and the drive took about 45 minutes, and while it was relatively uneventful, the music playing in the car was painful...not sure why, but they were blasting Asian pop music the whole drive. We pulled into a garage and I heard the door shut behind me before being taken out of the car and told to stand at attention as if I was a soldier awaiting inspection. Finally, the blindfold was removed, and I could feel such relief of the air conditioning on the part of my face that had been under leather for the past 6 hours. The garage was dark and silent for about a minute while I just stood at attention before the door opened and in the light of the doorway a muscular large man stood. "Drop to your knees" he barked at me. I immediately fell to my knees on the concrete of the garage. "Wow, you'd think that you would question your new boss telling you to get on your knees after a trip like the one you just had, but clearly you'll do anything I tell you. I like that. You'll do quite nicely here. Stay on your knees, and follow me while I give you the tour, I will let you know when it's okay to stand back up." I did exactly as I was told and followed him on my knees into the house. It was huge, with a kitchen that was probably 800 square feet by itself and the design was all very modern, even futuristic. He walked me to a room off the kitchen, and before he opened the door he stopped and looked me directly in the eyes as I peered up from my knees. "This will be your room, you will love everything about this room and you will be grateful for what I've provided to you. In the closet will be your new wardrobe, like the room, you will be grateful for it. I will instruct you on how to show your gratitude once you're done inspecting your new room. You may rise to your feet now and enter the room. As he shut the door behind me, I began to look around the room. It was very large, easily 20'x20', so it wouldn't be cramped. But that was really the only positive thing I could say about it. The room was all pink and more girly than I ever thought possible. In the room was a large crib that looked like it had a locking top, a huge baby changing table and an oversized pink princess bed. I didn't inspect the cabinet in the corner of the room because I was too anxious about what was going to be in the closet. To my horror, the closet did not have any shirts or pants in it. Nor did it have any flat shoes, normal socks or any kind of underwear. What it had a lot of was maid's uniforms in various colors and at least two very full petticoats to match each uniform. There were no other clothing items. There was no regular underwear, but there were ruffled panties to match each uniform as well, but they seemed quite large for some reason. Each uniform had matching shoes, 6" platform stilettos with little padlocks on them...when I saw the padlocks on the shoes, I then noticed that the uniforms had the same padlocks on the zippers. There were stockings, pantyhose and knee-high socks with ruffles to match each uniform. Finally, in the back half of this huge walk-in closet was a vanity area with a bunch of foam heads housing wigs of various styles and colors and a whole bunch of makeup. I didn't hear him come in, but while I was in the closet Mr. Langston entered the room and locked the door behind him (it was a key to lock and unlock on both sides, obviously meant to lock someone in) and was just standing by the door. He called out "Alright sweetie pie, time for you to come out of the closet" and then he let out a huge guffaw. I timidly walked out of the closet to see him standing there with a huge smile on his face. "Welcome home Barbie, time to show me your gratitude for your new life by walking over here to me, getting on your knees and looking me right in the eyes." I'm not sure why I was so easily coerced by him, but I simply just did as I was told and knelt in front of him, submissively looking right into his eyes. As I was kneeling there, he bent down and grabbed my hands and placed them on his belt. "Show me I made the right choice by bringing you here" and I simply began to undo his pants and start the process of giving him a blowjob. I don't know why I was so submissively giving in, but I was. I couldn't stop myself from doing it, and soon I was giving a blowjob before ever actually having one given to me. My technique was taken from the videos I watched but the sensation of a growing penis in my mouth and the smell of it was overwhelming enough to cause me to start sobbing. "Good girl, keep crying while you do your thing. Accept your new place in life. You are my girl now and you are here to please me." I continued the crying blowjob for a little while when he abruptly pulled his cock out of my mouth. "Barbie, I want you to go into the closet and put on the dress you want to remember that you wore when you took your first cock in the ass. While you are in there, I want you to put pink lip gloss on your lips and the wig of your choice." I stood up, and headed to the closet with Mr. Langston slapping my ass and laughing as I clearly accepted my fate as his personal plaything. While in the closet, I looked at all the uniforms and realized that it didn't really matter which one I chose because they were all basically the same. Each one was shiny satin, full of ruffles and bows and accompanied by massive petticoats. I chose one of the ones without an attached corset, it was the most hot pink of them all (there were at least a half dozen pink uniforms) but it looked like it was slightly less uncomfortable than some of the others. The shoes were also the same hot pink and the uniform came with thigh-high white stockings, the frilly pink ruffled panties that were huge on me and two super full petticoats in hot pink too. I put the uniform on and then zipped it up using the lock, but did not lock the dress on. I put the shoes on, also skipping the lock on them, and minced over to the makeup counter to put on some lip gloss and a Barbie doll wig. As I left the closet, Mr. Langston laughed. "Looks like you're going to need a spanking, you didn't finish putting on your uniform" He said as he sat down on the oversized princess bed and motioned for me to lie across his lap. "But I'm wearing everything that was with the uniform" I said like a child getting caught stealing cookies. "Those shoes and that dress have locks on them, you did not fasten the locks. Therefore, you are out of uniform. You are also not wearing the proper undergarments, but we?ll get to that after your final step of orientation. Now come over here so I can fasten the locks and bend over my lap for your spanking.? ?Okay? I said meekly, looking at the floor as I minced towards him. ?OKAY? You do not just respond with ?okay? when I give you an order. You say ?yes Daddy, thank you Daddy? and you say it with excitement. Is that understood, Barbie?!?? I was very intimidated by him at this point and I was already under his control. ?Yes Daddy, sorry Daddy. Thank you Daddy? and with that the last of my manhood vanished as I bent over his lap and he gave me a fierce swat right on the bottom. ?This is going to be your only warning, next time you?ll get the paddle, and the time after that you?ll face far more severe punishment. You will obey all commands as they are given, is that understood?? ?Yes Daddy, sorry Daddy. Thank you Daddy? I said again, but even more submissively than the last time after having taken just one slap on the butt. ?Now, I want you to bend over the bed, spread your legs a little bit and beg me to shoot a load in your butt? he said as he stood up, forcing me to my unsteady feet. I immediately complied with his order and bent over the bed as instructed. ?Please Daddy, fill my ass with your cum? I said, feeling my insides turn at what I just uttered. ?As you wish little girl, but I won?t be gentle with you.? And with that, he roughly pulled my ruffled panties down to my knees, squirted some lube in my hole and without any kind of warning, thrust his big black cock into my virgin ass. I immediately began to tear up from the pain of him stretching me open, and sank into the bed as he pounded away. It took at least 10 minutes of being pounded and having him whispering in my ear the whole time ?you?re my little fucktoy, soon you will be filled with cum? over and over again. Finally he tensed up, forcefully thrust himself extra deep into me and moaned with pleasure as he shot what felt like a gallon of cum into my ass. While still inside me, he asked me a very humiliating question, ?would you rather I suction the cum from your ass and feed it to you, or would you rather I plug you up with the cum still inside you?? Neither choice was all that spectacular, but since I had already been stretched out by a huge cock, I didn?t see the harm in requesting the plug instead of a mouthful of cum from my ass. ?Please Daddy, plug me with your cum still inside me? I still had no idea why I was just giving in to this man, but it was like I had no control over my actions or words. ?Good girl, but that doesn?t mean you won?t get to swallow some cum tonight, just not this load.? He then lifted me up like I was an actual baby, flung the panties off my ankles, flipped me over and threw me down on the changing table and lifted my feet with the really heavy platform stilettos still on them into the air ?grab your footsies little girl, Daddy has to prep you for your plug...it?s much bigger than Daddy?s cock.? When he said that, my heart skipped a beat. His cock felt like a baseball bat inside me, so I couldn?t imagine how big the plug was. ?If you?re wondering why you?re so easy to control, those shots you took in the airplane contained an experimental drug developed by one of my military contractors that makes the subject very easy to control without any significant side effects. Well, side effects that won?t be a problem for me, some of them may suck for you. But don?t worry, the drug will wear off eventually but you?ll already be well beyond the point of no return by then!? He said as he laughed maniacally and I obediently lay there on my back with my hands holding my feet. He bent down and opened one of the doors on the changing table and pulled out this massive butt plug and a bottle of lube. I watched as he prepped the plug and then positioned it near me ?alright baby girl, time to trap that cum inside of you, I?m going to guide your bum to the plug and when you feel it begin to press I would suggest you relax your hole because it?s going in there regardless, so you might as well try and make it go in as smoothly as possible. I?m going to gag you so you have something to bite down on when this plug goes in.? He grabbed a big dildo and shoved it in my mouth, nearly choking me, and then immediately slammed my rear down on the plug. I clamped down on the dildo with my teeth and I felt my ass being stretched beyond what I thought was possible and then suddenly getting past the fat part and settling in on the plug part. There was NO way that thing would come out without a lot of effort and a lot more pain. I lied there with my butt throbbing in pain, tears streaming down my face and the dildo still gagging me when he began to place a diaper under me. ?You may have noticed that your room does not contain a bathroom of any kind. I know that makes things difficult for bath time, but what it also means is that you?re obviously expected to be in diapers 24/7. You are not allowed to change yourself, so that means if you wet or mess your diaper, you?ll have to wait to be changed by someone. You are not allowed to ask to be changed either, so be sure to keep that in mind when you decide to use your diapers. There will be many more rules, but don?t worry sweetie, there?s a rulebook in your nightstand and you will be expected to know all the Primary Rules by heart when you have your first review in a week.? I let him slide the diaper under my butt and pretty much went into a daze as he powdered me, put lotion on me and put the diaper on. He then put four more diapers on top, each one being slightly bigger than the one below it until I had a huge bulging crinkly balloon of diapers on, and then he picked up my hot pink ruffled panties and slid them up my legs before stretching them tightly over my very thick diapers. It now made sense why the panties were so large, any smaller and they would?ve split apart trying to go over my incredibly thick diapers. ?Stand up, walk over to the mirror and look at yourself. I want you to look into your eyes and repeat ?I?m a worthless cum dumpster, my only purpose is to serve? until I come back. Obviously your room is constantly being filmed, so that not only means we can observe you at all times, it also means I?ve got the footage of you losing your virginity so you can watch it over and over again!? He laughed maniacally as he unlocked the door, left the room and locked it back up. I waddled over to the mirror, saw myself looking absolutely ridiculous because I was still rather hairy and clearly looked like a man but in the most sissy attire possible, and I did exactly as I was told. ?I am a worthless cum dumpster, my only purpose is to serve. I am a worthless cum dumpster, my only purpose is to serve. I am a worthless cum...? To be continued... I repeated ?I am a worthless cum dumpster, my only purpose is to serve? about two hundred times before I heard a voice over the loud speaker call out to me. ?If you are a worthless cum dumpster, walk over to the door, drop to your knees directly in front of it and await further instructions? I did not even hesitate, I simply followed orders and dropped to my knees in front of the door. Suddenly, a hole opened up at the exact height of my mouth and a cock immediately sprung through it. Without hesitation, I simply began to perform oral sex on the anonymous cock and as I made him cum into my mouth, swallowing every drop of course, the loudspeaker came back on ?good girl, only 17 more men signed up for tonight?s glory hole blowjob service so it?ll be an easy night for you. Welcome home!? As soon as the voice finished, the cock retracted from my mouth and another cock, much bigger than the previous one, emerged through the glory hole. The process repeated for the next couple hours until I felt full from the cum filling my stomach and completely humiliated and disgusted with myself for what I had just done. I looked around the room, but remained on my knees in front of the glory hole, as I knelt there awaiting my next instructions. I was already fully emasculated and dominated less than 24 hours into my ?job?, and I was terrified to consider how much worse it could get. I had a feeling I would be finding out soon enough. ?Good work cum dumpster, this will be part of your daily routine. Today was a light day, so the 18 cocks will likely be on the low end of your daily glory hole duties, but the process will be the same. This will happen every single day while you are on staff here without exception. As a reward for your good behavior so far, you will get to spend the night reading in bed. I expect you to take out the rulebook and commit the Primary rules to memory. There will be pop quizzes on those rules and punishments for failures on those quizzes will be severe and permanent. A meal will be served to you in 20 minutes. Do not move from the bed until the meal is delivered and the door is shut.? I moved over to the princess bed, plopped down on the frilly pink blanket, leaned up against the princess pillow and pulled out a book from the nightstand. The book was a small pink leather-bound book, hand-written with pretty big letters, so it wasn?t that jam-packed with rules...but the ones I did see were terrifying: 1. As a sissy slave, all living things are superior to me and I will obey everyone. 2. I will only use diapers from this day forward, using the toilet only for drinking out of. 3. I will never leave my room out of uniform for any reason unless ordered to do so. 4. If a cock is in view, it is my duty to pleasure it. 5. I will swallow a minimum of 100 loads of cum per week. 6. All orders are a gift to me and should be treated as such. 7. I will never touch my cock again as long as I live. 8. When wet, my diapers can only be changed by a superior, no self- changes allowed. 9. When out in public, I will be sure to draw attention to my emasculated status. 10. Each day I will practice my makeup skills for two hours, my blowjob skills for four hours not counting glory hole time. Those were the only rules in the pink book, but I knew I was supposed to memorize them, so I just kept reading them over and over again. About 45 minutes later, the door opened and a tray was placed on the floor and the door locked. I immediately jumped to the ground and dove towards the tray. Unfortunately, my disappointment was immediate when I saw what was on the plate. There was a bowl of some porridge or cream of wheat and a murky glass of what looked like cloudy water. I was starving, as all I had swallowed since I came to the house was a bunch of cum, so I looked around for the spoon to eat the porridge but there was none. I assumed they meant for me to just eat straight from the bowl, so that?s what I did. To my horror, it tasted overwhelmingly like cum, as if that was the only flavor added to the mixture, and the texture was just terrible. Starving as I was, I simply ignored my disgust for the taste and texture and slurped up nearly half the bowl before reaching for the glass. Based on my food, I had a feeling why my water was murky. I was not wrong. It was like ? cum, ? water, so like the food, it simply tasted like I was swallowing more cum. ?Get used to that taste cum dumpster. We will be sure that you will be conditioned to the point where you are disgusted by anything that?s not soaked in cum. Enjoy your meal and remain on the floor when you finish? the loudspeaker was going to be hard to get used to. It would come on out of nowhere, and it was very loud and booming, and there was no way to respond. I simply had no choice but to comply as there was nobody there to defy and I was trapped in the windowless room anyway. I finished my meal and sat there on the ground, my stomach feeling very weird and cramping up almost immediately after finishing. Soon I was peeing uncontrollably into the diaper and felt an urgent need to poop too. The massive butt plug kept me from releasing the pressure in my bowels, but my absolutely soaked bottom layer diaper ensured that my humiliation was still immense. I sat there soaking wet and cramping like crazy when the door opened and an absolute giant entered the room. He was literally 7 feet tall and musclebound. ?Aww, did widdle baby girl go pee pee in her diapee? Does she need Daddy to help her do a messy one too?? I knew he expected a response, so I nodded meekly, to which I received an immediate and fearsome slap. I fell to the ground from the force of the slap and just lied there looking up at the giant man. ?When Daddy speaks to you, you will respond as his baby girl, is that understood?? ?Yes Daddy? ?So what does my widdle baby need?? ?Daddy, I need a diaper change? ?No you don?t little baby, not until you mess them. Is there something keeping you from doing that? He said, obviously alluding to my butt plug. ?Yes Daddy, I have a big butt plug in the way, can you help me with that?? I asked him as I rolled over onto my front, exposing my rear end to the giant. ?Okay baby girl. You?re lucky that plug has a release to make it a lot easier to remove without taking those diapers off.? With that, he reached into my diapers from the leg opening, and within seconds the plug just deflated and he pulled it out. ?I think you have had a very easy first day, so I feel like doing something a bit mean...? He said as I began shaking with fear. It didn?t take long for me to find out what he meant. ?Open wide baby girl.? I opened my mouth on command and he put the deflated butt plug, still ripe with the disgusting taste of having spent hours in my butt, into my mouth and did something to the base to immediately inflate it. It filled my mouth, and then it kept expanding. The way it was positioned and shaped, I would never be able to remove it without figuring out how to deflate it first. He then put these mittens onto my hands which folded my hands over and locked them into a useless position. He then picked me up and threw me over his shoulder as if I was a real baby and took me over to the adult-sized crib. He tossed me into the crib, slammed the lid shut, locked it and just left the room. I only lasted about five minutes before I exploded into my diapers, filling them and the room with a foul stench. It was extremely uncomfortable lying there in the crib with my soaked and now messed diapers, my hands useless in their binding and locked in the crib. ?Good girl, it?s your bedtime now, so get comfortable and we will wake you in the morning.? With that the room went pitch black (I didn?t actually see where any of the light came from, it was a uniquely lit room) and a soothing voice came over the loudspeaker, much different than the one that usually spoke. ?I live only to serve. My only purpose is to obey. I am a worthless sissy cum dumpster. I live only to serve. My only purpose is to obey. I am a worthless sissy cum dumpster. I live only to serve. My only pur...? I didn?t even stay awake through the third repetition of the mantra and passed out in my still disgusting diapers and my full petticoated uniform and the inflated butt plug filling my mouth. I woke up during the night a couple times, with the mantra playing louder each time I woke up, and I couldn?t help but think about my predicament and what my future now held for me. I felt hopeless and completely defeated. And it was only the beginning. To be continued...