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Cammy’s Story
Cammy Jones sat in the Wendy’s at the Airport Square shopping center across the parking lot where she worked (or slaved) as a stock person. She was 24 and thought back on her life and wondered what was next in store for her.
When she was fourteen, living in Miami, her mother Sally left to stay with her Aunt Lisa in Philadelphia area due to a nervous breakdown caused by the abuse by her father Hector. Cammy was a Hispanic looking even though her mother was Caucasian. Her father was very strict and believed in corporal punishment. He would punish her by hitting her on her panty clothed rear with his belt. Because of this she never wore a bikini as he would not let her and she didn’t want anyone seeing her bruised butt. She was shy and had few friends as they were also scared of her father, who was a former freedom fighter.
When she turned sixteen, she was upset as her father refused to give her a sweet sixteen like all her girlfriends parents gave them. Cammy did not date much, but upon becoming sixteen a boy, Tommy, showed interest in her and she started to secretly see him as her father would not let her date. A few weeks after they started dating while in his car, Tommy started to kiss Cammy who slapped him and told him she was not that type of girl. Tommy got mad and continued to force himself on her and raped her.
When Cammy got home her father saw her clothes ripped and she was crying ask what happened. She confessed what occurred and her father became very angry at her and he dragged her to the kitchen and using rope tied her over the edge of the table and secured her legs spread to the table’s legs and her hands to the other side of the table. He lifted her skirt and then using his belt he proceeded to whip her ass calling her a slut like her mother. Cammy cried as he whipped her and she struggled to get free fighting the ropes. Cammy was shocked as her body was reacting to the ropes and pain and she felt her pussy getting wet and her nipples were becoming swollen. She could not stop her body and suddenly she had her first orgasm and a flood of her juices flowed out of her panties. He father stopped thinking she had peed and told her she needed to reform and not be a slut, not knowing what she actually felt.
Cammy went to her room and played with herself remembering the pleasure and pain using her fingers to bring her another orgasm. When Cammy calmed down she went to her computer and web searched bondage, as she realized being tied up was that. She read articles on the subject and what she read excited her, as what her father started in her body was now taking over. She went to BDSM sites and looked at the pictures, she loved seeing a Dominatrix in leather, and the stories excited her beyond anything she ever felt. She found she enjoyed fiction stories about a female dominating another female but not ones where a male was the dominate person or the submissive. Her new favorite sites were Gagged Utopia and BDSM Library and she masturbated nightly reading the stories on the sites.
Cammy started secretly saving money and over the next year and she bought some BDSM items which she hid from her father. While it was hard to hide the fact she was getting off during the whippings he gave her she managed and she always did something wrong to get the belt. Cammy shaved her pubic hair as all the slaves she saw in the magazines were shaved. In a magazine called ?Bound to Please?, Cammy loved the model on the cover who was wearing a red leather bikini, had a red leather gag secured in her mouth, a red leather collar and her arms were secured in a red leather armbinder. This model was the slave of an incredibly beautiful redhead Dominatrix dressed in a black leather cat suit. One of the first things she bought was a red latex outfit of a crop top, thong and short skirt, (since latex was easier to clean than leather and she dripped in it) a 2? red leather collar and a pair of red 5? heels like the model on the cover of one of the magazines. Also from an army/navy store she bought a set of handcuffs and ankle manacles. She slept almost every night in the thong as it gripped her cunt tight while locked in the handcuffs and manacles like the slave she dreamed of becoming. She always awoke finding the thong full of her juices as she dreamed of being a slave to the beautiful redheaded Dominatrix.
When Cammy became eighteen, she graduated from high school and got a job as a waitress at the neighborhood diner. She was planning to find a way to leave home and her father as soon as she could. One day when online she saw on a BDSM bulletin board that in Lauderhill, there was a BDSM lesbian bar. She planned to visit it the first chance she got, so when her father told her he was going fishing for the weekend with his friends, Cammy decided this was the weekend to go to Shelia’s Tavern to see what the lifestyle was all about and hopefully find someone. Friday night after her father left she put on her red latex slave outfit, the red collar and shoes and prepared to go to the bar.
Cammy wore a jacket over her outfit so no one in the neighborhood would see her in the revealing outfit. Upon arriving at Shelia’s Tavern, Cammy parked her 10yr old Geo Metro in the parking lot and noticed next to the Tavern was an adult sex shop. She entered the tavern and was stopped by a large woman who asked her for ID. Cammy showed the lady her driver’s license and was asked if she was a sub or Domme. Cammy gave her an odd look and she explained that everyone wore a wrist band and subs wore pink and Dommes wore black. The door guard asked her if she was meeting anyone and Cammy explained she was a sub and hoped to meet someone. The guard told Cammy to be careful and if she was in trouble to come and get her. Cammy thanked her and walked up to the bar and took a seat removing her coat. It was about 8pm and the bar was half full, with couples sitting at tables. Cammy ordered a margarita and sipped it while looking around. A woman wearing jeans and leather vest approached her and asked if she wanted company, and Cammy told her she was waiting for someone, which was in reality correct as she was looking for a leather clad beautiful Mistress like in her fantasies.
Cammy felt the alcohol affecting her so she nursed the drink so she would not be drunk driving home. She avoided most of the stares and looks of the women who were in the bar looking at her, as none were the dream Domme she wanted. She was about to leave thinking it was a bad idea to be here, when she heard a sexy voice from behind her say ?I love a slave in a red slave outfit.? Cammy turned and in front of her was her dream. There stood a beautiful redheaded woman wearing a black leather cat suit just like in the one the Domme in the B&D magazine that she masturbated to every night. Meekly, Cammy responded, ?Thank you Mistress?. The Domme sat down next to Cammy and asked Cammy if she was collared. Cammy said no she was not owned, but dreamed of becoming a slave to a Domme like the one in her bondage magazine, who you look like. Racheal smiled and told her, ?Be careful what you wish for?. Before Cammy could do anything the leather clad Domme clipped a leash to the collar Cammy was wearing and pulled her over to a table in a booth.
?So slave what is your name?, the Domme asked her. ?Cammy, Mistress? she replied. ?So Cammy slave you look too young to be here and too good to pass up, I am Mistress Racheal?. Cammy just stared at the woman with lust in her eyes and nodded. She finally spoke and said ?I am 18 Mistress Racheal and I so want to discover what being a slave to someone like you is like?. As she spoke, Cammy felt her pussy filling the latex thong with her juices and she blushed. Racheal realized she had just found someone she could mold into the perfect slave as Cammy had no real experience. ?So slave why did you pick the lovely slave outfit you are wearing ?asked Racheal. Cammy told her that the model on cover of the magazine she love the most was in red leather and that she was the model of the Domme in the magazine that looked like you except she wore a mask. Racheal laughed and asked if the model was blonde wearing a red leather bikini, red collar, red leather gag and her arms were in a red leather armbinder. Cammy told Racheal that yes, the model was wearing that. Grinning, Racheal told her the model was Monica, who I owned when the photo show was done and I was the masked Domme. Cammy’s body shook as she orgasmed, realizing that in front of her was the person whose picture she masturbated to nightly.
Racheal pulled the leash and Cammy’s face was in front of hers and she kissed Cammy forcing her mouth open to receive her tongue. Cammy blushed and felt her nipples get so hard she knew that they could be seen through the latex top. Racheal asked Cammy why she was here and did she know what the bar was all about. Cammy told her the long story about how she found out she loved pain and bondage and that she was looking for someone to take her away from her father and own her. Cammy hoped she was not being to bold but she had fallen in love with the Mistress in the magazine and was now in front of her and was ready to surrender to her. Racheal realized the affect she had on this lovely innocent slave wantabe and smiled. Racheal pulled Cammy next to her and slid her right hand into Cammy’s latex thong and pulled out a very wet finger. Cammy nearly passed out as she felt Racheal’s finger in her wet cunt. Racheal sucked the juices off the finger and smiled saying, ?You taste wonderful Cammy slave?. Then Racheal fed a wet finger to Cammy who licked it clean smiling. Racheal informed Cammy she was looking for a new slave to live with her as her last one had left after a year of service and her contract was up. Cammy nodded she was interested, too scared to speak. Racheal asked her what she thought her limits were and Cammy thought and said, ?Anything that does not modify my body.? Smiling Racheal told her that was fine and she loved training new slaves and she thought Cammy would be just perfect as her slave, maid, cook, play toy and lover. Cammy cried with joy hearing this, leaned over and kissed Racheal telling her she would love to become her slave as this was her dream.
As they talked the owner of the bar, Shelia, walked over and smiled as she said, ?It didn’t take you long to get the cute new slave as yours?. Racheal laughed and said, ?It was mutual, and I need a few padlocks for my new slave’s outfit.? Shelia told her you know there are plenty in the store as well as other items if you need anything. Racheal told Shelia she wanted a set of red leather cuffs for the slave’s wrists, ankles and above her elbows, a red control collar and a tag for it. Also she wanted a metal chastity belt. Cammy sat there with an open mouth as they discussed her as if she wasn’t there, and realized this is what being slave was all about, and it was all about ever the owner wanted. Racheal pulled on the leash and Cammy followed Racheal and Shelia through a doorway into the sex shop and over to and section of metal belts. Shelia told her assistant Wendy to engrave a slave tag for Cammy’s new collar stating she was now Racheal’s slave. As Wendy did this, Shelia measured Cammy for a chastity belt as Racheal told Cammy that her slaves only cum when allowed and during your training I am making sure you can’t masturbate. Cammy just nodded her head in agreement realizing she was going to be this woman’s slave and she was giving her complete control of her body.
Shelia asked Racheal if she wanted the new belt that she had just designed which would allow her to tease a slave without it cumming. Racheal smiled and said ?perfect, show me how it works. Shelia told Cammy to remove her thong and everyone laughed as when she pulled it down her juices flowed out. ?You have a lovely slut here,? Shelia told Racheal. Shelia brought out a metal belt and showed Racheal the two large metal plugs attached and she lubricated the rear plug, saying no lubrication would be needed for her dripping cunt. Cammy looked horrified as she saw the large anal plug and pleaded no, saying she never had anything in her asshole. Racheal smiled and asked Shelia if she had a basic belt with no plugs, as she was looking forward to taking Cammy’s ass virginity. Hearing this Cammy blushed. Racheal told Shelia to pack the new design belt and instructions for future use. Before Shelia locked on a basic metal belt, Racheal had found a mini vibrator and slide it into Cammy’s wet cunt and then the belt was locked on. Cammy was excited with the vibrator in her and she was unable to do anything to stop what was being done to her.
Wendy returned and handed Racheal the control collar with the slave tag on it and Racheal then locked the collar so it could not be removed by Cammy. Cammy looked at the collar with the tag and smiled and thanked Racheal for the honor of being her slave. ?So Cammy slave since you agree to be my slave and are you willing to sign a slave contract,? asked Racheal. Smiling Cammy told Racheal she would sign it. Shelia opened a drawer in her desk and pulled out papers and asked Cammy what her full name was. Cammy told her it was Cammy Jones. Shelia filled in the blanks where names went and Racheal signed the contract and it was handed to Cammy. Shelia told her, ?Once you sign the contract you are Racheal’s slave for at least a year so only sign if you understand what you are getting into as the lonely limit listed is no permanent modification of your body. Kissing Racheal, Cammy signed the contract smiling as she was happy to be away from her father and now a slave to this beautiful Mistress. Racheal then locked Cammy’s hands to the opposite elbow behind her back. Racheal told Cammy, they would be going to her house so she could get all her things and leave a note for her father, so he would not call the police and report her missing and if came after her she would make sure he understood he no longer had control over her.
Racheal kissed Shelia good night and thanked her for her help, as she lead Cammy out of the store into the parking lot over to her Land Rover. Cammy asked about her car and Racheal told her ?I own it now just as I own you. I will have it brought to my home and stored there. Now get in the back of my car, my slut slave.? Cammy got in the back and was soon locked into the seat with a harness to secure her to the seat and her feet were locked to floor rings and Cammy was going to Racheal’s home to start a new wonderful life as her slave. As they drove off Cammy felt the vibrator in her cunt start and she just before she came, the vibrator stopped and she cried in frustration, while Racheal smiled looking at her new toy in the rear view mirror.
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