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I was walking home from work like every other day. I cut through alleys a lot, because it's much faster than walking the streets and I knew this city well. I knew it so well that I kept a knife with me at all times just to be on the safe side. So when I hear a trash can being knocked over, I turned around, pulling out the blade. I didn't hear a cat's meow, so I called out at once. "Who's there?".

Then she came. 5'2''-ish, red-headed petit young woman, no older than 19... well, not entirely petit, she had a very good pair of breasts just barely covered by a red halter top. She was also wearing a skirt with fishnet stockings. She wasn't wearing heels; however, she was wearing tennis shoes and carried a handbag with her. She looked at me sheepishly.

"Sorry... I thought you were a mugger or something...could you put that knife away please?"

Her voice was silky and erotic, and also hard to refuse. I put the blade back in my pocket and walked to her slowly.

"You know, you shouldn't be out here on your own, this is a dangerous city." With the streetlight behind us I could see there were goosebumps on her fair skin. "Are you cold? Here, you can wear my shirt." I took it off and handed it to her. She blushed at the sight of my bare body, but took my top and slipped it on. Even though it was way too big for her you could still see her plump breasts.

"Thanks," she said, smiling at me and looking at my feet. "You can walk me home if you want. I live on 42nd street". Even if it wasn't on my way I still would have helped her out. I walked her to her place and we exchanged our names on the way. She lived in one of those two-story flats that shares walls with other buildings. She stepped to the door, still wearing my shirt. "You got to be cold yourself. I got some decaf coffee if you want some."

She was a stranger, but I figured it would be rude to refuse her. And while I wasn't athletic myself I still had to be at least a little stronger than her. She had the place very neat and well kept, and led me to a small dining room.

She called to me from the kitchen.

"Hey, my couch folds out to a bed. If you want you can stay the night," she asked.

"I appreciate it, but I should get home. I got a library book to pick up."

"Oh, okay... well maybe we can go out on Saturday?"

I paused. I wasn't working Saturday... but I already had a girlfriend, although she was visiting family in Albany. If I had any vacation days left I would have went with her. Still, I loved her, and didn't want to cheat on her even if it meant not being with anyone for another week or so.

"Sorry, I'm working then," I said with the most sincerity I could muster.

"That's a shame," she answered. A half-minute later she brought the coffee cups too us. I sipped it, enjoying the warmth and the taste. "Mmm. You got the sugar just ri...right... on..." That's when I blacked out.

I woke up with my vision blurry, and I couldn't move my arms or legs. I felt satin caressing my back, and I could tell there was a light above me. I tried to get up but my wrists refused to move.

"Finally you woke up. I was worried I made you overdose," said the voice that I recognized as my hostess'. I saw a figure climb on top of me, the weight of her body over my crotch. My vision cleared and I saw she was now wearing very a tight black leather top barely covering her breasts.

"Um... I should really I get home... and I kind of have a girlfri?"

She put her hand over my mouth. "This is your home now. You're my slave from this moment forward. I usually just hand meat like you to the black market... but you... you look good enough to eat."

I screamed, and she stuffed a gag in my mouth forcibly.

"Tsk, tsk. Nobody would have heard you anyways, I've soundproofed this room. You'll notice you're naked now... I burned your clothes, took the money out of your wallet then burned your wallet too. You won't need them anymore... ever. Of course I didn't just drug you with a sleeping pill... what's the point of a nice little pet like you if you won't get hard? Your Viagra should be kicking in...ooh, there it goes..."

I muffled a scream of protest, and she picked up a small flogger and whacked my face with it.

"If you don't want me now, I'll make sure you're willing to pleasure me for the rest of your pathetic life." She then raised her body up, spread her legs a little more, and then held on to my hard cock as she slowly forced it inside of her, then starting riding it with gusto. I tried to struggle but my hands and feet had only an inch of movement at best. Apparently my hips were still moving, as she moaned as I struggled, pinching my nipples as I moaned in pain. She continued to ride my cock, whipping my body with the flogger, until she suddenly stopped mounting me.

"I'm going to take your gag out so you can taste your mistress' come for the first of many, many times. If you scream again I'll squeeze your balls until they burst. Understand?" I nodded as she took the gag off, and then knelt above me her wet vagina smothering my face. "Lick me, slave." she ordered, but I didn't obey. She whipped my balls with the flogger and I had to bite my lip to avoid screaming. She then stood on the bed, looking down at me. "Fine, I'll do it myself. But you're going to pay for it, slave." She placed her fingers into her moist pussy and fucked herself until she came, then knelt down on my bare chest. She then took her fingers and smeared her come all over my face. She placed her fingers back inside of her and forced them in my mouth. "If you don't lick them you'll be tasting your own vomit. And if you throw up I swear you'll regret it for every second of your pathetic life." I sucked her fingers clean then she teased my cock slowly. "Do you like that slave? Do you want me to let you come?" I nodded my head. "Well that's too bad. Because one of the drugs I put in your coffee is one of my own invention. It numbs your pleasure centers and keeps you from experiencing any enjoyment while I fuck your pathetic body. As long as you make me drug you to keep your cock hard, you'll never get to come no matter how hard I fuck you." She grinned at me. "Now, I need to prepare you for your punishment for not licking my cunt clean. But first, I have to put you in the proper position. I can't trust you to let me do that... so..." she started backhanding my face hard until I blacked out from the punishment.

I woke up facing a brick wall. I felt pressure on my wrists judging from the fact that they were straight up in the air and not moving that she bound me by them. She also bound my legs, but she did so with a spreader bar. I couldn't see, but I could hear her walking behind me.

"Now... first, a reminder of your place." I felt a painful sting as a whip's lash raked across my back. It wasn't like the flogger, which was blunter and less painful. This was agonizing, and I moaned in pain into the ball gag that was crammed back in my mouth. She continued to whip my back. I felt the welts rise up on my body, when she suddenly stopped when my skin was finally broken. "Looks like you're bleeding, slave." She said, then licked the wound she made. "That means I'm halfway through whipping your pathetic body." She kept going, this time striking my ass with the bullwhip. My pleas for her to stop were muffled by the gag in my mouth, and every strike just seemed harder and with more malice than the one before it. Finally, she stopped... but then I felt every wound on my body light up at once. My cries were barely muffled by the gag as she laughed at my agony. "What's wrong, slave? You don't like me pouring salt on your wounds? Well I just love the way you squirm when I do it...it made my pussy wet....mmm" I could hear her moaning as she pleasured herself, and then after she climaxed she walked to me. She pulled the gag out of my mouth.

"Please.... please let me go..." I begged, but she shut me up by cramming her come-soaked fingers in my mouth. As she did so her other hand crept to my cock.

"Mmm... you don't look like you want to leave, slave. I think you enjoy the taste of my cunt juice. Look how nice and hard your little cock has gone..." She teased the head with her fingers, then grabbed onto my balls tightly. "That must mean I'm close to breaking you. Already your mind is surrendering to me, letting you enjoy your new life as my slave." She pulled her fingers out of my mouth then put the gag back on me. "I've already taken everything from you. Don't think anyone's going to look for you. After three days, police will give up in looking for you. And not another soul saw you walk into my apartment. Nobody knows you're here... and your tears prove it to me." She was right, I was crying at this point. "I don't need your money, so I didn't risk taking your credit cards... after all, that's the only way anyone can try and find me. The state will take all your assets. Your life before entering my room is now no more. Outside of this room you're less than a memory... but no, I haven't taken everything, have I slave? No, you still have two things... no, not your body. That's mine and the chains you're in are the proof of it. The first is your soul, which I'll get from you very soon... the second I'm going to take right now... the second thing you still have, slave... is your anal cherry." I heard her putting something on... what I couldn't see, even if I wanted to look back at what she had planned at me, I was trapped, a fly caught in a spider's web. Then I felt something poking at my ass and realized at once she was wearing a strapon cock. She wrapped her arms around my chest, pulling at my nipples, then thrust the dildo into my ass. I screamed as loud as I could, and tried to beg her to stop, but even if she understood me, it was obvious she wasn't going to let me go. I felt her cock ripping my ass, and she made it even worse by taunting me. "Mmm, your hole is so fucking tight, slave... but we're going to make it nice and wide like a little whore's should be. Because guess what, slave? I like to share my toys with my friends. Oh we're going to have so much fun as we fuck your ass and make you lick our cunts... you're already getting loose..." she took my gag out and I kept on screaming, knowing nobody would hear me but her. My cries of agony seemed to make her horny once more and before I knew it she came again. But she didn't stop fucking me for what seemed like an eternity

"I'm exhausted... but you still need to learn your lesson... so I'm just going to have to try out my new invention...."

She walked out of the room, then came back, her steps accompanied by squeaking wheels. She then stuck something, another dildo I was sure, halfway up my asshole.

"It's a fucking machine. Something you're going to become yourself when I'm finished breaking you. It's going to fuck your ass all day and night. You've already been fucked in the ass for an hour... let's see how you'll feel in twenty-four hours time. Meanwhile, I'm going to pleasure myself to your sweet cries of agony... then I'm going shopping. Have a good time, slave..."

She then turned the fucking machine on and I felt my ass being pounded mercilessly. I tried to struggle but it was no use, I couldn't get the machine to stop. After I heard her come again she pushed the machine even closer to me, then I heard a click as it thrusted faster and harder. Eventually I realized there was nothing I could do but take it in the ass like the meat puppet I've become.

I lost track of time, and I was so sleepy, but the pain in my asshole kept me awake for so long. Eventually even that wasn't enough to keep my eyes open as I fell asleep with the fucking machine still violating my bleeding ass.

When I woke up, I was bound in a kneeling position, unable to move. Not only were my legs bound together but my hands and ankles were tied up and there was a collar around my neck, I tried moving my head down and got maybe an inch before I was stopped. I was all but immobile. Then she came, and without even saying anything whipped my face with her flogger for a full minute. Then she stopped. "Not even begging me to stop. That's a very good sign that my fucking machine did its job. Now... we had a little problem with you and licking my cunt didn't we? Let's see if you've learned to do as you are told. But first..." she pulled out a pair of alligator clamps and put them on my nipples. I groaned from the pain as they cut into my flesh. "Now, lick me." She grabbed the chain around my throat for support as she wrapped her sexy thighs around my head. I didn't even hesitate to pleasure her with my tongue, caressing her cunt and sucking on her tender clit. It wasn't long until her juices flowed into my mouth and I eagerly lapped it up.

She had finally broken me. She unbound me, and I did not even attempt to escape. I simply kissed her perfect toes in utter obedience. Then, she let me wank myself off in front of her, and forced me to eat my own come afterwards.

The rest of my life felt like a dream. I couldn't think for myself, I was only doing everything my mistress commanded. I only came on command, and soon enough, I stopped coming altogether, as I no longer needed to be rewarded with release. To be the slave of the goddess who kept me hostage was all I needed. She sold my body to her friends, and let them fuck and torture me to their heart's desire. I had become a total slut, and loved every moment of it. Not for the pleasure of being fucked by such lovely, gorgeous woman. I loved it because my mistress loved it.

My only regret after I was finally broken was that I could not serve my mistress forever. Eventually I would die, or she would die. And I hated that fact. But she told me I would get to be her personal bitch in the afterlife, and after telling me I should be happy about that, I smiled and became happy.

I was nothing more than her puppet.

I was walking home from work like every other day. I cut through alleys a lot, because it's much faster than walking the streets and I knew this city well. I knew it so well that I kept a knife with me at all times just to be on the safe side. So when I hear a trash can being knocked over, I turned around, pulling out the blade. I didn't hear a cat's meow, so I called out at once. "Who's there?".

Then she came. 5'2''-ish, red-headed petit young woman, no older than 19... well, not entirely petit, she had a very good pair of breasts just barely covered by a red halter top. She was also wearing a skirt with fishnet stockings. She wasn't wearing heels; however, she was wearing tennis shoes and carried a handbag with her. She looked at me sheepishly.

"Sorry... I thought you were a mugger or something...could you put that knife away please?"

Her voice was silky and erotic, and also hard to refuse. I put the blade back in my pocket and walked to her slowly.

"You know, you shouldn't be out here on your own, this is a dangerous city." With the streetlight behind us I could see there were goosebumps on her fair skin. "Are you cold? Here, you can wear my shirt." I took it off and handed it to her. She blushed at the sight of my bare body, but took my top and slipped it on. Even though it was way too big for her you could still see her plump breasts.

"Thanks," she said, smiling at me and looking at my feet. "You can walk me home if you want. I live on 42nd street". Even if it wasn't on my way I still would have helped her out. I walked her to her place and we exchanged our names on the way. She lived in one of those two-story flats that shares walls with other buildings. She stepped to the door, still wearing my shirt. "You got to be cold yourself. I got some decaf coffee if you want some."

She was a stranger, but I figured it would be rude to refuse her. And while I wasn't athletic myself I still had to be at least a little stronger than her. She had the place very neat and well kept, and led me to a small dining room.

She called to me from the kitchen.

"Hey, my couch folds out to a bed. If you want you can stay the night," she asked.

"I appreciate it, but I should get home. I got a library book to pick up."

"Oh, okay... well maybe we can go out on Saturday?"

I paused. I wasn't working Saturday... but I already had a girlfriend, although she was visiting family in Albany. If I had any vacation days left I would have went with her. Still, I loved her, and didn't want to cheat on her even if it meant not being with anyone for another week or so.

"Sorry, I'm working then," I said with the most sincerity I could muster.

"That's a shame," she answered. A half-minute later she brought the coffee cups too us. I sipped it, enjoying the warmth and the taste. "Mmm. You got the sugar just ri...right... on..." That's when I blacked out.

I woke up with my vision blurry, and I couldn't move my arms or legs. I felt satin caressing my back, and I could tell there was a light above me. I tried to get up but my wrists refused to move.

"Finally you woke up. I was worried I made you overdose," said the voice that I recognized as my hostess'. I saw a figure climb on top of me, the weight of her body over my crotch. My vision cleared and I saw she was now wearing very a tight black leather top barely covering her breasts.

"Um... I should really I get home... and I kind of have a girlfri?"

She put her hand over my mouth. "This is your home now. You're my slave from this moment forward. I usually just hand meat like you to the black market... but you... you look good enough to eat."

I screamed, and she stuffed a gag in my mouth forcibly.

"Tsk, tsk. Nobody would have heard you anyways, I've soundproofed this room. You'll notice you're naked now... I burned your clothes, took the money out of your wallet then burned your wallet too. You won't need them anymore... ever. Of course I didn't just drug you with a sleeping pill... what's the point of a nice little pet like you if you won't get hard? Your Viagra should be kicking in...ooh, there it goes..."

I muffled a scream of protest, and she picked up a small flogger and whacked my face with it.

"If you don't want me now, I'll make sure you're willing to pleasure me for the rest of your pathetic life." She then raised her body up, spread her legs a little more, and then held on to my hard cock as she slowly forced it inside of her, then starting riding it with gusto. I tried to struggle but my hands and feet had only an inch of movement at best. Apparently my hips were still moving, as she moaned as I struggled, pinching my nipples as I moaned in pain. She continued to ride my cock, whipping my body with the flogger, until she suddenly stopped mounting me.

"I'm going to take your gag out so you can taste your mistress' come for the first of many, many times. If you scream again I'll squeeze your balls until they burst. Understand?" I nodded as she took the gag off, and then knelt above me her wet vagina smothering my face. "Lick me, slave." she ordered, but I didn't obey. She whipped my balls with the flogger and I had to bite my lip to avoid screaming. She then stood on the bed, looking down at me. "Fine, I'll do it myself. But you're going to pay for it, slave." She placed her fingers into her moist pussy and fucked herself until she came, then knelt down on my bare chest. She then took her fingers and smeared her come all over my face. She placed her fingers back inside of her and forced them in my mouth. "If you don't lick them you'll be tasting your own vomit. And if you throw up I swear you'll regret it for every second of your pathetic life." I sucked her fingers clean then she teased my cock slowly. "Do you like that slave? Do you want me to let you come?" I nodded my head. "Well that's too bad. Because one of the drugs I put in your coffee is one of my own invention. It numbs your pleasure centers and keeps you from experiencing any enjoyment while I fuck your pathetic body. As long as you make me drug you to keep your cock hard, you'll never get to come no matter how hard I fuck you." She grinned at me. "Now, I need to prepare you for your punishment for not licking my cunt clean. But first, I have to put you in the proper position. I can't trust you to let me do that... so..." she started backhanding my face hard until I blacked out from the punishment.

I woke up facing a brick wall. I felt pressure on my wrists judging from the fact that they were straight up in the air and not moving that she bound me by them. She also bound my legs, but she did so with a spreader bar. I couldn't see, but I could hear her walking behind me.

"Now... first, a reminder of your place." I felt a painful sting as a whip's lash raked across my back. It wasn't like the flogger, which was blunter and less painful. This was agonizing, and I moaned in pain into the ball gag that was crammed back in my mouth. She continued to whip my back. I felt the welts rise up on my body, when she suddenly stopped when my skin was finally broken. "Looks like you're bleeding, slave." She said, then licked the wound she made. "That means I'm halfway through whipping your pathetic body." She kept going, this time striking my ass with the bullwhip. My pleas for her to stop were muffled by the gag in my mouth, and every strike just seemed harder and with more malice than the one before it. Finally, she stopped... but then I felt every wound on my body light up at once. My cries were barely muffled by the gag as she laughed at my agony. "What's wrong, slave? You don't like me pouring salt on your wounds? Well I just love the way you squirm when I do it...it made my pussy wet....mmm" I could hear her moaning as she pleasured herself, and then after she climaxed she walked to me. She pulled the gag out of my mouth.

"Please.... please let me go..." I begged, but she shut me up by cramming her come-soaked fingers in my mouth. As she did so her other hand crept to my cock.

"Mmm... you don't look like you want to leave, slave. I think you enjoy the taste of my cunt juice. Look how nice and hard your little cock has gone..." She teased the head with her fingers, then grabbed onto my balls tightly. "That must mean I'm close to breaking you. Already your mind is surrendering to me, letting you enjoy your new life as my slave." She pulled her fingers out of my mouth then put the gag back on me. "I've already taken everything from you. Don't think anyone's going to look for you. After three days, police will give up in looking for you. And not another soul saw you walk into my apartment. Nobody knows you're here... and your tears prove it to me." She was right, I was crying at this point. "I don't need your money, so I didn't risk taking your credit cards... after all, that's the only way anyone can try and find me. The state will take all your assets. Your life before entering my room is now no more. Outside of this room you're less than a memory... but no, I haven't taken everything, have I slave? No, you still have two things... no, not your body. That's mine and the chains you're in are the proof of it. The first is your soul, which I'll get from you very soon... the second I'm going to take right now... the second thing you still have, slave... is your anal cherry." I heard her putting something on... what I couldn't see, even if I wanted to look back at what she had planned at me, I was trapped, a fly caught in a spider's web. Then I felt something poking at my ass and realized at once she was wearing a strapon cock. She wrapped her arms around my chest, pulling at my nipples, then thrust the dildo into my ass. I screamed as loud as I could, and tried to beg her to stop, but even if she understood me, it was obvious she wasn't going to let me go. I felt her cock ripping my ass, and she made it even worse by taunting me. "Mmm, your hole is so fucking tight, slave... but we're going to make it nice and wide like a little whore's should be. Because guess what, slave? I like to share my toys with my friends. Oh we're going to have so much fun as we fuck your ass and make you lick our cunts... you're already getting loose..." she took my gag out and I kept on screaming, knowing nobody would hear me but her. My cries of agony seemed to make her horny once more and before I knew it she came again. But she didn't stop fucking me for what seemed like an eternity

"I'm exhausted... but you still need to learn your lesson... so I'm just going to have to try out my new invention...."

She walked out of the room, then came back, her steps accompanied by squeaking wheels. She then stuck something, another dildo I was sure, halfway up my asshole.

"It's a fucking machine. Something you're going to become yourself when I'm finished breaking you. It's going to fuck your ass all day and night. You've already been fucked in the ass for an hour... let's see how you'll feel in twenty-four hours time. Meanwhile, I'm going to pleasure myself to your sweet cries of agony... then I'm going shopping. Have a good time, slave..."

She then turned the fucking machine on and I felt my ass being pounded mercilessly. I tried to struggle but it was no use, I couldn't get the machine to stop. After I heard her come again she pushed the machine even closer to me, then I heard a click as it thrusted faster and harder. Eventually I realized there was nothing I could do but take it in the ass like the meat puppet I've become.

I lost track of time, and I was so sleepy, but the pain in my asshole kept me awake for so long. Eventually even that wasn't enough to keep my eyes open as I fell asleep with the fucking machine still violating my bleeding ass.

When I woke up, I was bound in a kneeling position, unable to move. Not only were my legs bound together but my hands and ankles were tied up and there was a collar around my neck, I tried moving my head down and got maybe an inch before I was stopped. I was all but immobile. Then she came, and without even saying anything whipped my face with her flogger for a full minute. Then she stopped. "Not even begging me to stop. That's a very good sign that my fucking machine did its job. Now... we had a little problem with you and licking my cunt didn't we? Let's see if you've learned to do as you are told. But first..." she pulled out a pair of alligator clamps and put them on my nipples. I groaned from the pain as they cut into my flesh. "Now, lick me." She grabbed the chain around my throat for support as she wrapped her sexy thighs around my head. I didn't even hesitate to pleasure her with my tongue, caressing her cunt and sucking on her tender clit. It wasn't long until her juices flowed into my mouth and I eagerly lapped it up.

She had finally broken me. She unbound me, and I did not even attempt to escape. I simply kissed her perfect toes in utter obedience. Then, she let me wank myself off in front of her, and forced me to eat my own come afterwards.

The rest of my life felt like a dream. I couldn't think for myself, I was only doing everything my mistress commanded. I only came on command, and soon enough, I stopped coming altogether, as I no longer needed to be rewarded with release. To be the slave of the goddess who kept me hostage was all I needed. She sold my body to her friends, and let them fuck and torture me to their heart's desire. I had become a total slut, and loved every moment of it. Not for the pleasure of being fucked by such lovely, gorgeous woman. I loved it because my mistress loved it.

My only regret after I was finally broken was that I could not serve my mistress forever. Eventually I would die, or she would die. And I hated that fact. But she told me I would get to be her personal bitch in the afterlife, and after telling me I should be happy about that, I smiled and became happy.

I was nothing more than her puppet.

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