The Rask RebellionChapter 6 The Black Pass
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Synopsis:
I have been dreaming about getting enslaved by a cruel Mistress for a long time. My Mistress should bring me to heel and force me to obey without I can do anything but comply. She should humiliate me without limitation and turn me into a sissy who has to serve not only females but even males. I do want that my Mistress blackmails me in such a way that I do not have any alternative but to obey. One day I placed an ad in the net ?
What started as training by a professional Mistress soon turned into real slavery by MISTRESS Natascha, MASTER Michail, and their friends.
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Be careful what you ask for!
Her home was not far away, even within walking distance and yet I arrived there 15 minutes too early. I waited the remaining time, nervously checking my watch several times. She lived in an old house in the outskirts with a large garden and a lot of old trees. At one minute to eight, I walked up the path to the front door. At precisely 8:00 p.m. I knocked loudly on the door. There was no way back now.
Nothing, no reply. I waited half a minute and then knocked again. Was it the wrong house? Again, I knocked. I looked at my watch. Three minutes past eight. I got nervous, once more, I knocked on the door.? Eventually, I heard movement in the house.
The door opened and a Lady who must have been MISTRESS Tatjana stood in the doorway just icily looking at me. MISTRESS Tatjana was a tall BBW perhaps half of my age, definitely carrying overweight, with long blonde hair and huge boobs, her breasts were her best feature and she had her blouse unbuttoned to make sure they were shown to her advantage. "You are gunnarsub?" She did not expect an answer as she continued, "Now you are here, you need to arrive properly in a manner befitting your status." I trembled at the sound of those words; what could she mean? "Take off your clothes, go back to the end of that path, and crawl up here on your belly like the worthless worm you are.? And when you get here, get on your knees and beg to come in."
I could hardly believe what I was hearing. For a moment I hesitated and thought of refusing but I knew that I could not afford and anyway, the thought of what MISTRESS Tatjana had commanded me to do excited me beyond words. I looked around. It was dusk and the light was fading but there was still enough light for anyone passing to see me. MISTRESS Tatjana stood there watching what I would do.
Red like a crab I started to undress. Seconds later I stood in front of her with nothing on but my chastity belt.
"What are you waiting for?" MISTRESS Tatjana said as she gathered up my clothes and threw them indoors, "Get down there and start crawling." I had no alternative. Naked with my clothes being out of my control, I had to do as she commanded. Quickly, I ran to the end of the path, nervously looking around to see if anyone was watching. Dropping onto my belly I began to crawl back towards the front door, pushing myself along with my hands and feet. I could see MISTRESS Tatjana?s silhouette in the doorway, watching me intently.
It seemed an eternity before I reached the door. Then just as I arrived there, MISTRESS Tatjana slammed the door in my face. I knelt before the door as she had instructed, my chest red from scraping on the path, sweat forming on my body, and knocked on the door.? "Please, MISTRESS," I pleaded, "Let your worthless slave in."
There was no response.? I knocked again, pleading all the more. No reply. Minutes passed as I knelt there naked and cold, knocking pathetically on the door in the fading light. MISTRESS Tatjana must have left me there for five or ten minutes before she deigned to open the door and stood before me again.? "Who are you, slave," MISTRESS Tatjana asked, "Have you forgotten?"
"Let me know who you are when you remember it again, slut," she said and closed the door again. Then it hit me who I was. "MISTRESS, this one is 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'." No reaction. I repeated at a little bit higher voice "MISTRESS, this one is 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'." Again, no reaction. I was desperate, so I repeated the humiliating introduction again at even higher voice "MISTRESS, this one is 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'."
The door opened again, MISTRESS Tatjana ordered me to turn around and cuffed my hands behind my back. "Follow me, slut!" I followed on my knees, gazing up at her round bottom and gorgeous appearance in front of me. She went into her living room and I followed.
"Meet my friends," MISTRESS Tatjana snapped and I looked up to see two other women, seated on the couch, grinning at me. "This is this kinky pervert I have told you about." I did not dare look at the other ladies but kept my head bowed. "At first I thought that it would be a fake offer when I read that message ?Well trained sissy slut available for no limit humiliation? in one of the Yahoo adult groups in which I am a member but then it turned out to be a real occasion. I got interested in it when I learnt that our slut lives almost next door."
Her words hit me like a shock. The day before MISTRESS C had sent me a mail ordering me to report today precisely at 8:00 p.m. at a place of a MISTRESS Tatjana living in the same town as I do. MISTRESS C only had told me that some ladies wanted to have some fun and that I was expected to obey them with no boundaries. Nothing more. When I got aware that the place was not far away from my apartment, immediately, I started to have butterflies in my stomach, fearing that somebody might recognize me. Nevertheless, I did not have an alternative but to obey, since MISTRESS C really had me at my balls.
"Before I answered that message I searched the net for gunnarsub by Google. You won?t believe what I found; more than a hundred hits and not only plenty of evidence that this is really a slut but also a lot of most compromising information."
Completely embarrassed I had listened what MISTRESS Tatjana disclosed about me. But only now, with a shock, I realised that one of the ladies was a neighbour of mine actually living next door. She knows me, she knows my company, she knows my position, and she knows everything about me.
Up to now I had been sure that I was able to control as to what extent I wanted to be enslaved. I was prepared to put myself into a position where my Mistress could force me to obey any order, independent how humiliating it might be. But that was under the assumption that such nightmare would only materialize during some sessions at a Prodomme and may be sometimes in-between. Although I had agreed to get blackmailed I felt that I could handle the relation with a Prodomme since she was not part of my day today world. Now there was a new quality in the level of slavery. My neighbour could easily destroy my life by disclosing to all people knowing me that I would be a cock sucking sissyslut. I just could not afford that. One of my neighbours sharing my secrecy was now a permanent and omnipresent menace. Natascha, my neighbour, is in her late 40ies, rather attractive with big boobs, but had a reputation for being a bitch and a witch, married to a man who previously was a local champion in boxing. I did not relish being at her mercy.
Natascha smiled at me," what a surprise," she said "this slut is a neighbour of mine, he is a white collar worker and an arrogant asshole. So ist das doch, nicht wahr, Herr Dr. Hofmeister!" There was no alternative than to confirm "Yes, MISTRESS Natascha."
"So you like this sort of stuff, don?t you," she smiled, "You like to be a slave, a slut, a worthless piece of meat." She paused. "What do you think your friends, your colleagues, your other neighbours, or your boss would do if they knew that you are a pervert slut?" She laughed, tossing her head back.
"Shall I tell them?" MISTRESS Natascha asked me, "Shall I?" "No, please," I stammered," Please don't."
"Why not?" she laughed, "give me one good reason."
"I will do you whatever you want," I said desperately, "Everything." MISTRESS Natascha?s eyes widened and a smile flashed across her face.? "Everything?" she said, "Everything?"
"Yes, MISTRESS Natascha," I said quickly, "I will do everything you want me to do."
MISTRESS Natascha looked at me. I felt her gaze running up and down my body and a cold shiver ran through me. Then she spoke, "Lick my boots," I looked up at her, my mind raced. "Lick my boots," she said again, "I won't ask again."
Lowering my face to the floor, I pressed my lips against the top of MISTRESS Natascha?s left boot, then moved across to the other boot, licking that too. I knelt before her, not daring looking up. "You will get used to licking my boots," MISTRESS Natascha said and addressing the other ladies continued, "we should make use of the fact that we know who he is."
"Why don?t we turn him from a white collar worker into a steel collar wearer," MISTRESS Tatjana laughed. "Great idea", MISTRESS Natascha responded "and besides that I will make sure that life for this arrogant asshole will become hell. I like the idea to have this slut at his balls and to bring him to heel."? Addressing me she continued with a mean, wicked smile on her face "Herr Dr. Hofmeister, you will learn to fear me, really fear me. And be assured, if you don?t obey to the point everybody in our road will learn what kind of a sissyslut you are." ?
Horrified, I was still looking at my neighbour when MISTRESS Tatjana said "Well, slave, MISTRESS Natascha you seem to know already for some time. Now, meet my mom. For you she is MISTRESS Tamara," laughingly motioning to the woman at my left. ?
"Hallo, slave," MISTRESS Tamara sneered. She was about my age, carrying even more weight than her daughter, but also tall and with a strict and superior appearance. Now looking at her I froze. In her hands she held a video camera and she smiled when she realised that I glared at the camera. "You are right, slave, it?s all on there," and she pointed on the screen of the camera. I saw there how I was crawling naked on the path towards the building. She took the video camera again and continued recording me naked on my knees, she zoomed and recorded my chastity belt with the bold tattoo SKLAVE above it, then went around me and filmed me from the back, presumably again zooming and recording me as slut.
"Turn around, slave" she ordered. ?You will have to like the thought of being used and abused by me and my friends. We will humiliate you beyond your imagination and we will make you suffer beyond your imagination.? She was wearing a long tight leather skirt and black boots with high heels.? Her leather skirt was only a few inches away from my face so I could see nothing but her skirt and her boots. ?"Never again dare to stare at us, slut. You will always only look at our boots" MISTRESS Tatjana told me and pushed me again down to the floor.
"Listen, slave," MISTRESS Tatjana continued, "From this moment on, we own you. You will do exactly as we say, when we say it, or otherwise your dirty little secrets will become public knowledge. You are now our slave to do with as we wish. Tonight, we will teach you a lesson you will never forget. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Miss Tatjana," I mumbled. She slapped me in the face, once, twice, and a third time. I understood. "Yes, MISTRESS Tatjana," I corrected myself. Again, I saw MISTRESS Tamara videoing everything with her camera. She must have recorded the whole evening, and now I started to understand that I would never get out of their power again. I would have to stay as slave of these three mean and wicked BBWs, not to talk about my professional Domme!
But my humiliation was not over. "I think you must be thirsty after all that exertion and you will get something to drink. On your back, slave," MISTRESS Natascha ordered. I obeyed and MISTRESS Natascha rose. Lifting her skirt, she removed her panties. I gazed up at the sight of her crotch.
"Open your mouth, slut," MISTRESS Natascha ordered, "And you'd better not spill a drop." I opened my mouth wide and she began to pee on me. I felt her hot piss flood into my mouth, choking me, overflowing down my cheeks. She began to move slightly so that her pee ran over my face and all over my body further humiliating and degrading me. I gulped the piss down as fast as I could. MISTRESS Natascha laughingly called it 'marking her territory'.
Eventually MISTRESS Natascha finished and stood up, lowering her skirt back down, ordering me to lick each and every single drop of pee from the floor. My humiliation was intense as I knelt before my MISTRESSES, naked, belted, soaked in piss, the taste of Mistress Natascha?s pee still bitter in my mouth, MISTRESS Tatjana and MISTRESS Tamara watching me, and the camera recording everything.
They pushed me to a pillar in the room, made me hug it and cuffed my hands again behind the pillar. Then my ankles were spread and fastened exposing prominently my back and my ass.
Suddenly, for the briefest moment I heard a whistling sound and then a sharp crack. Something hit me hard on my back. The pain took my breath away. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. The force of the lash was great enough to drive my body forward. I moved back just as the next blow landed, the leather scoring another line underneath the first. I fought to get my breath. A third blow, harder than the other two, crashed into my shoulders and upper back.
My body jerked in the chains. The whistling sound again and a fourth strike hit, this time the bullwhip reaching around my body, the tip smacking across my unprotected belly. Strikes five, six, seven, all aimed at my lower back. The eighth was the worst as the leather came around my front and landed directly on my breast. I cried out in pain. The ninth was the same ? the tenth too. I heard MISTRESS Natascha advising MISTRESS Tamara to use all her force, since a slave would always show more pain than he really would be suffering.
Again and again, the whip climaxed on my unprotected breasts and back. MISTRESS Tamara varied her strokes to cover the whole of my back. I tried to stand the pain. But after some twenty lashes on my back I could no longer tolerate the pain. I begged them to stop; I cried for mercy, there was none.
MISTRESS Tamara paused, looked at the other MISTRESSES, and then continued "Slave, this whipping was just for our pleasure. Pray that you never may be subject to punishment, you would regret it. And, slave, there is one more thing, I assure you. You will learn to fear each of us. Not only to fear us, I promise you that you will be in dread of us. I strongly believe that a slave and especially such a slut like you should be in constant dread of his Superiors. This will not be a relation for your pleasure, not at all. You will get scared, believe it, slut. You will be frightened whenever we call you. You will learn to anticipate nothing but pain whenever you will have to serve us, slut!"
I couldn?t believe what I heard and for sure, I had to take it seriously. Why in heaven?s name had I placed that ad? Why in heaven?s name had I offered to blackmail me into slavery as a sissyslut?
"Now, Herr Doktor. You may leave for today. MISTRESS Natascha will call you for some services later this week. After that, MISTRESS Tamara will take care of you. We will have a lot of fun together or more precisely the three of us, since for you it will be no fun at all but only humiliation and pain. What is your mobile number?
"My mobile number is 0174 385 1845, MISTRESS Tamara." MISTRESS Tamara cruelly smiled "From this moment onwards you will answer your mobile with your full name as ?Sklavennutte Dr. Guenter Hofmeister?, is that clear, Sklavennutte?" "Yes, MISTRESS Tamara."
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It had happened only about 4 months ago. It was a rainy day and thus I spent already a few hours in front of the PC looking at various femdom sites when I started to search Google for Dominas in our region. One site attracted me most, on her homepage a mature Dominatrix in her forties claimed that as an extreme sadistic and wickedly cruel Humiliatrix she would only accept slaves who furnish her with complete control. Her specialty would be interrogation role-play and slut training. Getting excited, I decided to tempt providence and to send a mail to this Dominatrix suggesting a very special deal:
59 y old German slave looking for a harsh and rigid Mistress, who would be prepared to bring me to heel and to transfer me into a servile sissyslave. The Mistress shall have the sole discretion as to what form the training will take. It is up to the Mistress to decide whether I will not only have to submit to Ladies but get forced to experience domination by males, too.
Would you like to force me into unlimited obedience and have me completely at your mercy during a series of extended sessions without me knowing what will happen next? You may humiliate me and force me to service you in any way you like. It would be up to you to deny me a safeword so that I would have no more influence on the further course of action. You may invite other persons, be it female or male, to attend and even assist you. If I do not perform up to your satisfaction you may cruelly punish me without mercy, no matter how severe.
During the initial session you may grill me until I have disclosed my identity in full and have provided you with names and mail addresses of my boss, relatives, and neighbours in a way that you can verify all information immediately. You may force me to expose myself as a sissyslut and you may document my humiliation in a comprehensive collection of videos and pic. Make it clear to me that you would mail this documentation to my boss and others unless I obey you to the very point during all the sessions and also in-between.
I am living in Mainz area/Germany. If interested, please answer this mail.???????
slave gunnarsub
A couple of days later I received a mail from MISTRESS C requesting face pics on which I should have a piece of paper in my hands stating that I am a slave who wants to get blackmailed. Nothing else. I was unsure whether I should follow that request but took such a photo by webcam. Still the same day I mailed it to her and got an answer by return that I was to show up at her studio the other day with crotchless panties, bra, garter belt, and stockings under my normal shirt and pants.? ???
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The next day.
"Be careful what you ask for" MISTRESS C said. "You still have the chance to leave. If you like to stay, you will not be able to escape again. And be assured that I will break you!"
Only a few minutes later I was nude and in chains. My legs had been spread and with heavy manacles fixed to rings in the floor, my wrists cuffed and locked to a chain dangling from the ceiling. MISTRESS C laughed "From now onwards in my presence you will only speak when spoken to or you will regret it bitterly!" I bowed my head. "Is that clear, slut?" "Yes, MISTRESS." In this moment the door opened and another Lady entered with a video recorder in her hands.
It was me who had offered to record my humiliation on videos and pic but I had offered it since it turned me on, not because I actually wanted have it done. Completely helpless I was at the mercy of my two tormentors.
"Look into the camera, slut!" It was MISTRESS C ?s voice. "This video will seal your fate as the sissyslut which you want to be."? She laughed. "Tell us who you are, slut!" "This one is a slave ?" I hear the whistling sound of a cane and an explosion of pain on my ass "? gunnarsub." Another sound, again the cane of MISTRESS C hits my ass. I begin to understand that I should better not have played with fire.
With a cruel smile on her face MISTRESS C fixes alligator clamps on my nipples which are connected to a base unit. She switches on the current and I feel the pain in my nipples. Then MISTRESS C orders me to expose my ass to the cane. Since I do not obey fast enough she increases the voltage. The pain is almost unbearable. With tears in my eyes I try to stretch out and expose my ass to the cane as much as possible.
Suddenly I feel another most painful stinging strike of the cane on my ass causing pain like hell. As a result of the blow my whole body swings forward. This is not pain I like, this is torture. MISTRESS C canes me in a way I never have been experiencing before and I am not in a position to stop her. I sweep and cry but there is no mercy and I begin to understand what she meant with breaking me and that she might force me into a level of slavery I never had anticipated.
Again I am ordered to expose my ass to the cane. Although I obey I suddenly feel a most painful stinging whip on my shoulders.
"Who are you, slut?" MISTRESS C asks again. "I am slave and slut gunnarsub!" Another crack hits, this time with a whip on my back. It hurt terribly, tears streamed down my face. "Who are you, slut?" "This one is slave gunnarsub, cocksucking slut!" Three, four more strikes on my back. I jerk convulsively since I am almost mad because of the pain; my naked body is dripping with agony sweat. I start weeping and crying "I am a sissy slut known in the net as gunnarsub!"
MISTRESS C again swings the cruel whip down on my back, ass, and thighs. Please, MISTRESS, please, please, do not whip me anymore." "Who are you, slut?" "AAAIIIEEEiiieeeiii, noooo, please, stop, I will say it. I'll say it, please MISTRESS."
Suddenly, MISTRESS C picks up a short cattle probe, lubricates the shaft and squats it between my widely spread thighs, grinning fiendishly as she slowly pushes it against my anal orifice. Then with a chuckle she presses the button on the handle of the probe, my whole body explodes with pain and lurches forward against the bonds but the chains hold me securely. My horrible screams reverberate from the walls at almost a deafening level.
"I am a slave and slut not only for females but should be forced to serve also all males." Another hit with the whip. "There is no cock I may refuse to receive in my whore ass or in my cocksucking mouth. There is no degradation to which I may not have to submit and no humiliation I may be allowed to avoid." It is obvious that she likes to whip me, to torture me.
"Who are you, slut?" "I am Guenter ..." I see that MISTRESS C picks up the cattle probe again. "No, MISTRESS, no, please don't shock me again, please, don't push the button, please MMISTRESS, please, I will say everything, don't please...have mercy, please, have mercy on me.? I am Dr. Guenter Hofmeister. I live in a small village called Lxxxxxxxxx, close to Mainz. My mobile is 0174 385 1845. I am a slut, a sissy, a whore for Masters and Mistresses. I am a cocksucker, I want to get raped and gangbanged. I need getting whipped if my Superiors are not satisfied with me."
MISTRESS C holds the cattle probe in her face and strokes it with pleasure. "What is the name of your boss, slut?" MISTRESS T pushes the cattle probe again against my ass. Only seconds later I have disclosed the name of my boss, his mail address, and his mobile number. And I have disclosed the name of my neighbours and their addresses. MISTRESS C now knows my name, she knows everything about me. "I will check all information, slut. And I hope for you that they all are correct." MISTRESS C and her colleague leave the room. I start sobbing, knowing that there is no way to escape any more. What had I done when I offered myself to become a slave and slut?
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SLAVECONTRACT
WhereasDr. Guenter Hofmeister, born on July 25, 1947 in Pforzheim/Germany andknown as slave gunnarsub, thereafter called "SLAVE" has agreed togive up voluntarily all rights in order to become the property of the OWNERand whereas MISTRESS C thereafter called "OWNER" has acceptedownership over the SLAVE, the purpose of this Slave Contract is to enforcethe property rights of the OWNER over the SLAVE. Now, following theinitiative and firm wish of the SLAVE, both parties agree as follows:
The SLAVEagrees to submit completely to the OWNER in all ways. There are noboundaries of place, time, or situation in which the SLAVE may wilfullyrefuse to obey any order of the OWNER without risking most severepunishment, may it be when only the OWNER is present, may it be in thepresence of other people or in the public.
There isabsolutely no safeword for the SLAVE.
The SLAVEis on duty 24 hours a day, 7 days a week all over the year, independentfrom whether the OWNER is present. The slave may see the OWNER only fromtime to time, and he is never allowed to contact Her. She will let theSLAVE know when She needs him.
The OWNERundertakes to humiliate, harass, torture and punish the SLAVE without anymercy by means of sadistic and mean orders and permanent obligations. TheOWNER agrees to invent continuously new torments and cruelties which theSLAVE will have to endure, and to enforce compliance by most severe punishmentand torment.
Inparticular, the OWNER consents to punish the SLAVE mercilessly at least assevere as announced, and under no circumstances to diminish a punishmentthreatened in the case of no immediate compliance, lack of performance, orpoor performance. The OWNER may ask other Mistresses or Masters to executeany punishment imposed on the slave.
The SLAVEwill be permanently locked in an inescapable chastity belt. It is fully atthe discretion of the OWNER to deny any sexual relief to the SLAVE as longas She likes, the SLAVE does not have any right for it.
On theother hand, for the pleasure of the OWNER or one of her male or femalefriends it is the Slave?s duty to lick or suck them at any time. Alike, atany time the OWNER can do the SLAVE or ask one of Her male or femalefriends to rape him.
The SLAVEshall speak only when being asked or when the OWNER gives permission. Ifbeing addressed by somebody else, the SLAVE will wait whether the OWNERinstructs him to answer with the words ?answer, slave?.
The OWNERwill have male and female lovers and She may vest them with the right togive orders to the SLAVE and punish him according to their caprice.
The SLAVEshall address the OWNER and Her female friends as ?MISTRESS", Her malefriends as ?MASTER?. This applies at all times and at any place at aclearly understandable voice level. The OWNER will never address the SLAVEin another way than as ?slave? or as ?slut?, and She will ensure that allher male and female friends will do the same.
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Indoorsthe SLAVE will either be completely nude apart form his chastity belt andhis steel collar or dressed as a sissy in a most humiliating fashion.
The Slaveshall live by the rule that everything is forbidden which is not explicitlypermitted or authorised.
The OWNERmay loan the SLAVE at any time to any other person.
The OWNERwill take videos and photos showing the SLAVE in most humiliatingsituations. It is up to Her sole discretion to publish them in the internetor in sex magazines. These pictures or videotapes become the sole propertyof the OWNER at the time the pictures or videotapes are taken. While theSLAVE would prefer to keep these pictures or videotapes private, the SLAVEunderstands that they are not his property and the OWNER may do with themwhatever She likes.
ThisSlave Contract will be concluded for an initial period of 3 years andsubsequently will continue for an indefinite period of time up to the restof the life of the SLAVE, if not terminated by the OWNER.
However,instead of terminating this Slave Contract, the OWNER has the right totransfer this Slave Contract to any other person, if She so wishes, withoutasking the SLAVE. By means of a simple transfer of this Slave Contract suchperson will then become the OWNER.Whoever is in possession of the SlaveContract is the undisputed OWNER of the SLAVE and thus in the rightful positionto exercise and enjoy the terms herein established.
The SLAVEhas no right to terminate this Slave Contract. In order to avoid that theSLAVE may consider escaping from his obligations it is agreed upon that theOWNER will flush down the toilet the only key of the Slave?s chastity belt,if there is any attempt to stay off from the contractual obligations ofthis Slave Contract. This would clearly leave the SLAVE forever locked inthe chastity belt, with no possibility at all to remove it ever again.
ThisSlave Contract is made out in one original only, which will stay with theOWNER. The SLAVE receives a non-signed copy.
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Affidavit
I, theundersigned Dr. GuenterHofmeister, knownas slave gunnarsub, specifically request and authorise the OWNER to useforce to compel my obedience, and I specifically desire to be placed in aposition where I CANNOT change my mind.
Furthermore,I hereby execute an unlimited Model Release in favour of the OWNER coveringall pictures, films, video, audio, public performance, and recordings of meof any kind. I consent that such material may be sold with all revenues dueto the OWNER, or distributed free of charges, or put into the internet atpublic display.
Last, butnot least, I accept that the OWNER may freely trade this Slave Contract toanyone at any time and I will continue to abide by all terms therein.
By mysignature below, I acknowledge that I agree to abide by the rules of thisSlave Contract, I certify that I am signing this document of my own freewill, without pressure of any kind. As of?????????????????????????????????
????????? July 25, 2006? ????????????G?nter Hofmeister??????????
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?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????(Dr. GuenterHofmeister)
Acceptingthis Slave Contract, I oblige myself that I will do everything to enforceeach single term of this Slave Contract. As of
July 25, 2006??? ?????????????????????duly signed
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????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????(MISTRESS C.)
WARNING!
THIS IS A WORK
OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION. IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF SEXUAL NATURE. LEAVE
NOW IF YOU A MINOR OR IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO VIEW THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL!
Synopsis:
I have been
dreaming about getting enslaved by a cruel Mistress for a long time. My
Mistress should bring me to heel and force me to obey without I can do anything
but comply. She should humiliate me without limitation and turn me into a sissy
who has to serve not only females but even males. I do want that my Mistress blackmails
me in such a way that I do not have any alternative but to obey. One day I
placed an ad in the net ?
What started as training by a professional Mistress soon turned into
real slavery by MISTRESS Natascha, MASTER Michail, and their friends.
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Be
careful what you ask for!
Her home was
not far away, even within walking distance and yet I arrived there 15 minutes
too early. I waited the remaining time, nervously checking my watch several
times. She lived in an old house in the outskirts with a large garden and a lot
of old trees. At one minute to eight, I walked up the path to the front door. At
precisely
Nothing, no
reply. I waited half a minute and then knocked again. Was it the wrong house?
Again, I knocked. I looked at my watch. Three minutes past eight. I got
nervous, once more, I knocked on the door.?
Eventually, I heard movement in the house.
The door opened
and a Lady who must have been MISTRESS Tatjana stood in the doorway just icily
looking at me. MISTRESS Tatjana was a tall BBW perhaps half of my age, definitely
carrying overweight, with long blonde hair and huge boobs, her breasts were her
best feature and she had her blouse unbuttoned to make sure they were shown to
her advantage. "You are gunnarsub?" She did not expect an answer as
she continued, "Now you are here, you need to arrive properly in a manner
befitting your status." I trembled at the sound of those words; what could
she mean? "Take off your clothes, go back to the end of that path, and
crawl up here on your belly like the worthless worm you are.? And when you get here, get on your knees and
beg to come in."
I could hardly
believe what I was hearing. For a moment I hesitated and thought of refusing
but I knew that I could not afford and anyway, the thought of what MISTRESS
Tatjana had commanded me to do excited me beyond words. I looked around. It was
dusk and the light was fading but there was still enough light for anyone
passing to see me. MISTRESS Tatjana stood there watching what I would do.
Red like a crab
I started to undress. Seconds later I stood in front of her with nothing on but
my chastity belt.
"What are
you waiting for?" MISTRESS Tatjana said as she gathered up my clothes and
threw them indoors, "Get down there and start crawling." I had no
alternative. Naked with my clothes being out of my control, I had to do as she
commanded. Quickly, I ran to the end of the path, nervously looking around to
see if anyone was watching. Dropping onto my belly I began to crawl back towards
the front door, pushing myself along with my hands and feet. I could see
MISTRESS Tatjana?s silhouette in the doorway, watching me intently.
It seemed an
eternity before I reached the door. Then just as I arrived there, MISTRESS
Tatjana slammed the door in my face. I knelt before the door as she had
instructed, my chest red from scraping on the path, sweat forming on my body,
and knocked on the door.? "Please,
MISTRESS," I pleaded, "Let your worthless slave in."
There was no
response.? I knocked again, pleading all
the more. No reply. Minutes passed as I knelt there naked and cold, knocking
pathetically on the door in the fading light. MISTRESS Tatjana must have left
me there for five or ten minutes before she deigned to open the door and stood
before me again.? "Who are you,
slave," MISTRESS Tatjana asked, "Have you forgotten?"
"Let me
know who you are when you remember it again, slut," she said and closed
the door again. Then it hit me who I was. "MISTRESS, this one is 'Sissy
gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'." No reaction. I repeated at a little bit
higher voice "MISTRESS, this one is 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking
slut'." Again, no reaction. I was desperate, so I repeated the humiliating
introduction again at even higher voice "MISTRESS, this one is 'Sissy
gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'."
The door opened
again, MISTRESS Tatjana ordered me to turn around and cuffed my hands behind my
back. "Follow me, slut!" I followed on my knees, gazing up at her
round bottom and gorgeous appearance in front of me. She went into her living
room and I followed.
"Meet my
friends," MISTRESS Tatjana snapped and I looked up to see two other women,
seated on the couch, grinning at me. "This is this kinky pervert I have
told you about." I did not dare look at the other ladies but kept my head
bowed. "At first I thought that it would be a fake offer when I read that
message ?Well trained sissy slut
available for no limit humiliation? in one of the Yahoo adult groups in
which I am a member but then it turned out to be a real occasion. I got interested in it when I learnt
that our slut lives almost next door."
Her words hit
me like a shock. The day before MISTRESS C had sent me a mail ordering me to
report today precisely at
"Before I
answered that message I searched the net for gunnarsub by Google. You won?t
believe what I found; more than a hundred hits and not only plenty of evidence
that this is really a slut but also a lot of most compromising information."
Completely
embarrassed I had listened what MISTRESS Tatjana disclosed about me. But only
now, with a shock, I realised that one of the ladies was a neighbour of mine
actually living next door. She knows me, she knows my company, she knows my
position, and she knows everything about me.
Up to now I had
been sure that I was able to control as to what extent I wanted to be enslaved.
I was prepared to put myself into a position where my Mistress could force me
to obey any order, independent how humiliating it might be. But that was under
the assumption that such nightmare would only materialize during some sessions
at a Prodomme and may be sometimes in-between. Although I had agreed to get
blackmailed I felt that I could handle the relation with a Prodomme since she
was not part of my day today world. Now there was a new quality in the level of
slavery. My neighbour could easily destroy my life by disclosing to all people
knowing me that I would be a cock sucking sissyslut. I just could not afford
that. One of my neighbours sharing my secrecy was now a permanent and
omnipresent menace. Natascha, my neighbour, is in her late 40ies, rather
attractive with big boobs, but had a reputation for being a bitch and a witch,
married to a man who previously was a local champion in boxing. I did not
relish being at her mercy.
Natascha smiled
at me," what a surprise," she said "this slut is a neighbour of
mine, he is a white collar worker and an arrogant asshole. So ist das doch,
nicht wahr, Herr Dr. Hofmeister!"
There was no alternative than to confirm "Yes, MISTRESS Natascha."
"So you like
this sort of stuff, don?t you," she smiled, "You like to be a slave,
a slut, a worthless piece of meat." She paused. "What do you think
your friends, your colleagues, your other neighbours, or your boss would do if
they knew that you are a pervert slut?" She laughed, tossing her head
back.
"Shall I
tell them?" MISTRESS Natascha asked me, "Shall I?" "No,
please," I stammered," Please don't."
"Why
not?" she laughed, "give me one good reason."
"I will do
you whatever you want," I said desperately, "Everything." MISTRESS
Natascha?s eyes widened and a smile flashed across her face.? "Everything?" she said,
"Everything?"
"Yes, MISTRESS
Natascha," I said quickly, "I will do everything you want me to do."
MISTRESS
Natascha looked at me. I felt her gaze running up and down my body and a cold
shiver ran through me. Then she spoke, "Lick my boots," I looked up
at her, my mind raced. "Lick my boots," she said again, "I won't
ask again."
Lowering my
face to the floor, I pressed my lips against the top of MISTRESS Natascha?s
left boot, then moved across to the other boot, licking that too. I knelt
before her, not daring looking up. "You will get used to licking my
boots," MISTRESS Natascha said and addressing the other ladies continued, "we
should make use of the fact that we know who he is."
"Why don?t
we turn him from a white collar worker into a steel collar wearer,"
MISTRESS Tatjana laughed. "Great idea", MISTRESS Natascha responded
"and besides that I will make sure that life for this arrogant asshole
will become hell. I like the idea to have this slut at his balls and to bring
him to heel."? Addressing me she
continued with a mean, wicked smile on her face "Herr Dr. Hofmeister, you will learn to
fear me, really fear me. And be assured, if you don?t obey to the point
everybody in our road will learn what kind of a sissyslut you are." ?
Horrified, I
was still looking at my neighbour when MISTRESS Tatjana said "Well, slave,
MISTRESS Natascha you seem to know already for some time. Now, meet my mom. For
you she is MISTRESS Tamara," laughingly motioning to the woman at my left.
?
"Hallo,
slave," MISTRESS Tamara sneered. She was about my age, carrying even more
weight than her daughter, but also tall and with a strict and superior
appearance. Now looking at her I froze. In her hands she held a video camera
and she smiled when she realised that I glared at the camera. "You are right,
slave, it?s all on there," and she pointed on the screen of the camera. I
saw there how I was crawling naked on the path towards the building. She took
the video camera again and continued recording me naked on my knees, she zoomed
and recorded my chastity belt with the bold tattoo SKLAVE above it, then went
around me and filmed me from the back, presumably again zooming and recording me
as slut.
"Turn
around, slave" she ordered. ?You will have to like the thought of being
used and abused by me and my friends. We will humiliate you beyond your
imagination and we will make you suffer beyond your imagination.? She was
wearing a long tight leather skirt and black boots with high heels.? Her leather skirt was only a few inches away
from my face so I could see nothing but her skirt and her boots. ?"Never again dare to stare at us, slut.
You will always only look at our boots" MISTRESS Tatjana told me and
pushed me again down to the floor.
"Listen,
slave," MISTRESS Tatjana continued, "From this moment on, we own you.
You will do exactly as we say, when we say it, or otherwise your dirty little
secrets will become public knowledge. You are now our slave to do with as we
wish. Tonight, we will teach you a lesson you will never forget. Do you
understand?"
"Yes, Miss
Tatjana," I mumbled. She slapped me in the face, once, twice, and a third
time. I understood. "Yes, MISTRESS Tatjana," I corrected myself.
Again, I saw MISTRESS Tamara videoing everything with her camera. She must have
recorded the whole evening, and now I started to understand that I would never
get out of their power again. I would have to stay as slave of these three mean
and wicked BBWs, not to talk about my professional Domme!
But my
humiliation was not over. "I think you must be thirsty after all that
exertion and you will get something to drink. On your back, slave,"
MISTRESS Natascha ordered. I obeyed and MISTRESS Natascha rose. Lifting her
skirt, she removed her panties. I gazed up at the sight of her crotch.
"Open your
mouth, slut," MISTRESS Natascha ordered, "And you'd better not spill
a drop." I opened my mouth wide and she began to pee on me. I felt her hot
piss flood into my mouth, choking me, overflowing down my cheeks. She began to
move slightly so that her pee ran over my face and all over my body further
humiliating and degrading me. I gulped the piss down as fast as I could.
MISTRESS Natascha laughingly called it 'marking her territory'.
Eventually
MISTRESS Natascha finished and stood up, lowering her skirt back down, ordering
me to lick each and every single drop of pee from the floor. My humiliation was
intense as I knelt before my MISTRESSES, naked, belted, soaked in piss, the
taste of Mistress Natascha?s pee still bitter in my mouth, MISTRESS Tatjana and
MISTRESS Tamara watching me, and the camera recording everything.
They pushed me
to a pillar in the room, made me hug it and cuffed my hands again behind the pillar.
Then my ankles were spread and fastened exposing prominently my back and my
ass.
Suddenly, for
the briefest moment I heard a whistling sound and then a sharp crack. Something
hit me hard on my back. The pain took my breath away. It was like nothing I had
ever felt before. The force of the lash was great enough to drive my body
forward. I moved back just as the next blow landed, the leather scoring another
line underneath the first. I fought to get my breath. A third blow, harder than
the other two, crashed into my shoulders and upper back.
My body jerked
in the chains. The whistling sound again and a fourth strike hit, this time the
bullwhip reaching around my body, the tip smacking across my unprotected belly.
Strikes five, six, seven, all aimed at my lower back. The eighth was the worst
as the leather came around my front and landed directly on my breast. I cried
out in pain. The ninth was the same ? the tenth too. I heard MISTRESS Natascha
advising MISTRESS Tamara to use all her force, since a slave would always show
more pain than he really would be suffering.
Again and
again, the whip climaxed on my unprotected breasts and back. MISTRESS Tamara
varied her strokes to cover the whole of my back. I tried to stand the pain.
But after some twenty lashes on my back I could no longer tolerate the pain. I
begged them to stop; I cried for mercy, there was none.
MISTRESS Tamara
paused, looked at the other MISTRESSES, and then continued "Slave, this
whipping was just for our pleasure. Pray that you never may be subject to punishment,
you would regret it. And, slave, there is one more thing, I assure you. You
will learn to fear each of us. Not only to fear us, I promise you that you will
be in dread of us. I strongly believe that a slave and especially such a slut
like you should be in constant dread of his Superiors. This will not be a
relation for your pleasure, not at all. You will get scared, believe it, slut.
You will be frightened whenever we call you. You will learn to anticipate
nothing but pain whenever you will have to serve us, slut!"
I couldn?t
believe what I heard and for sure, I had to take it seriously. Why in heaven?s
name had I placed that ad? Why in heaven?s name had I offered to blackmail me
into slavery as a sissyslut?
"Now, Herr
Doktor. You may leave
for today. MISTRESS Natascha will call you for some services later this week.
After that, MISTRESS Tamara will take care of you. We will have a lot of fun
together or more precisely the three of us, since for you it will be no fun at
all but only humiliation and pain. What is your mobile number?
"My mobile
number is 0174 385 1845,
MISTRESS Tamara." MISTRESS Tamara cruelly smiled "From this moment
onwards you will answer your mobile with your full name as ?Sklavennutte Dr. Guenter Hofmeister?, is that clear, Sklavennutte?"
"Yes, MISTRESS Tamara."
...
...
It had happened
only about 4 months ago. It was a rainy day and thus I spent already a few
hours in front of the PC looking at various femdom sites when I started to
search Google for Dominas in our region. One site attracted me most, on her
homepage a mature Dominatrix in her forties claimed that as an extreme sadistic
and wickedly cruel Humiliatrix she would only accept slaves who furnish her
with complete control. Her specialty would be interrogation role-play and slut
training. Getting excited, I
decided to tempt providence and to send a mail to this Dominatrix suggesting a
very special deal:
59 y old
German slave looking for a harsh and rigid Mistress, who would be prepared to
bring me to heel and to transfer me into a servile sissyslave. The Mistress shall have the sole discretion as to what form the training
will take. It is up to the Mistress to decide whether I will not only have to
submit to Ladies but get forced to experience domination by males, too.
Would you like to force me into unlimited obedience and have me completely at your mercy during a series of extended sessions without me knowing what
will happen next? You may humiliate me and force
me to service you in any way you like. It
would be up to you to deny me a safeword so that I would have no more influence
on the further course of action. You may invite other persons, be it female or male, to attend and even
assist you. If I do not perform up to your satisfaction you may cruelly punish
me without mercy, no matter how severe.
During the initial session you may grill me until I have disclosed my
identity in full and have provided you with names and mail addresses of my
boss, relatives, and neighbours in a way that you can verify all information
immediately. You may force me to expose myself as a sissyslut and you may
document my humiliation in a comprehensive collection of videos and pic. Make
it clear to me that you would mail this documentation to my boss and others unless
I obey you to the very point during all the sessions and also in-between.
I am living in
slave gunnarsub
A
couple of days later I received a mail from MISTRESS C requesting face pics on
which I should have a piece of paper in my hands stating that I am a slave who
wants to get blackmailed. Nothing else. I was unsure whether I should follow
that request but took such a photo by webcam. Still the same day I mailed it to
her and got an answer by return that I was to show up at her studio the other
day with crotchless panties, bra, garter belt, and stockings under my normal
shirt and pants.? ???
...
...???????????????????????????
The next day.
"Be
careful what you ask for" MISTRESS C said. "You
still have the chance to leave. If you like to stay, you will not be able to
escape again. And be assured that I will break you!"
Only a few
minutes later I was nude and in chains. My legs had been spread and with heavy
manacles fixed to rings in the floor, my wrists cuffed and locked to a chain
dangling from the ceiling. MISTRESS C laughed "From now onwards in my
presence you will only speak when spoken to or you will regret it
bitterly!" I bowed my head. "Is that clear, slut?" "Yes,
MISTRESS." In this moment the door opened and another Lady entered with a
video recorder in her hands.
It was me who
had offered to record my humiliation on videos and pic but I had offered it
since it turned me on, not because I actually wanted have it done. Completely
helpless I was at the mercy of my two tormentors.
"Look into
the camera, slut!" It was MISTRESS C ?s voice. "This video will seal
your fate as the sissyslut which you want to be."? She laughed. "Tell us who you are,
slut!" "This one is a slave ?" I hear
the whistling sound of a cane and an explosion of pain on my ass "?
gunnarsub." Another sound, again the cane of MISTRESS C hits my ass. I
begin to understand that I should better not have played with fire.
With a cruel
smile on her face MISTRESS C fixes alligator clamps on my nipples
which are connected to a base unit. She switches on the current and I feel the
pain in my nipples. Then MISTRESS C orders me to expose my ass to the cane.
Since I do not obey fast enough she increases the voltage. The pain is almost
unbearable. With tears in my eyes I try to stretch out and expose my ass to the
cane as much as possible.
Suddenly I feel
another most painful stinging strike of the cane on my ass causing pain like
hell. As a result of the blow my whole body swings forward. This is not pain I
like, this is torture. MISTRESS C canes me in a way I never have been
experiencing before and I am not in a position to stop her. I sweep and cry but
there is no mercy and I begin to understand what she meant with breaking me and
that she might force me into a level of slavery I never had anticipated.
Again I am
ordered to expose my ass to the cane. Although I obey I suddenly feel a most
painful stinging whip on my shoulders.
"Who are
you, slut?" MISTRESS C asks again. "I am slave and slut gunnarsub!"
Another crack hits, this time with a whip on my back. It hurt terribly, tears
streamed down my face. "Who are you, slut?" "This one is slave
gunnarsub, cocksucking slut!" Three, four more strikes on my back. I jerk
convulsively since I am almost mad because of the pain; my naked body is
dripping with agony sweat. I start weeping and crying "I am a sissy slut
known in the net as gunnarsub!"
MISTRESS C
again swings the cruel whip down on my back, ass, and thighs. Please, MISTRESS,
please, please, do not whip me anymore." "Who are you, slut?"
"AAAIIIEEEiiieeeiii, noooo, please, stop, I will say it. I'll say it,
please MISTRESS."
Suddenly,
MISTRESS C picks up a short cattle probe, lubricates the shaft and squats it
between my widely spread thighs, grinning fiendishly as she slowly pushes it
against my anal orifice. Then with a chuckle she presses the button on the
handle of the probe, my whole body explodes with pain and lurches forward
against the bonds but the chains hold me securely. My horrible screams
reverberate from the walls at almost a deafening level.
"I am a
slave and slut not only for females but should be forced to serve also all
males." Another hit with the whip. "There is no cock I may refuse to
receive in my whore ass or in my cocksucking mouth. There is no degradation to
which I may not have to submit and no humiliation I may be allowed to
avoid." It is obvious that she likes to whip me, to torture me.
"Who are
you, slut?" "I am Guenter
..." I see that MISTRESS C picks up the cattle probe again. "No,
MISTRESS, no, please don't shock me again, please, don't push the button,
please MMISTRESS, please, I will say everything, don't please...have mercy,
please, have mercy on me.? I am Dr. Guenter Hofmeister. I live in a small
village called Lxxxxxxxxx,
close to
MISTRESS C holds
the cattle probe in her face and strokes it with pleasure. "What is the
name of your boss, slut?" MISTRESS T pushes the cattle probe again against
my ass. Only seconds later I have disclosed the name of my boss, his mail
address, and his mobile number. And I have disclosed the name of my neighbours
and their addresses. MISTRESS C now knows my name, she knows everything about
me. "I will check all information, slut. And I hope for you that they all
are correct." MISTRESS C and her colleague leave the room. I start
sobbing, knowing that there is no way to escape any more. What had I done when
I offered myself to become a slave and slut?
?
?
SLAVECONTRACT WhereasDr. Guenter H The SLAVEagrees to submit completely to the OWNER in all ways. There are noboundaries of place, time, or situation in which the SLAVE may wilfullyrefuse to obey any order of the OWNER without risking most severepunishment, may it be when only the OWNER is present, may it be in thepresence of other people or in the public. There isabsolutely no safeword for the SLAVE. The SLAVEis on duty 24 hours a day, 7 days a week all over the year, independentfrom whether the OWNER is present. The slave may see the OWNER only fromtime to time, and he is never allowed to contact Her. She will let theSLAVE know when She needs him. The OWNERundertakes to humiliate, harass, torture and punish the SLAVE without anymercy by means of sadistic and mean orders and permanent obligations. TheOWNER agrees to invent continuously new torments and cruelties which theSLAVE will have to endure, and to enforce compliance by most severe punishmentand torment. Inparticular, the OWNER consents to punish the SLAVE mercilessly at least assevere as announced, and under no circumstances to diminish a punishmentthreatened in the case of no immediate compliance, lack of performance, orpoor performance. The OWNER may ask other Mistresses or Masters to executeany punishment imposed on the slave. The SLAVEwill be permanently locked in an inescapable chastity belt. It is fully atthe discretion of the OWNER to deny any sexual relief to the SLAVE as longas She likes, the SLAVE does not have any right for it. On theother hand, for the pleasure of the OWNER or one of her male or femalefriends it is the Slave?s duty to lick or suck them at any time. Alike, atany time the OWNER can do the SLAVE or ask one of Her male or femalefriends to rape him. The SLAVEshall speak only when being asked or when the OWNER gives permission. Ifbeing addressed by somebody else, the SLAVE will wait whether the OWNERinstructs him to answer with the words ?answer, slave?. The OWNERwill have male and female lovers and She may vest them with the right togive orders to the SLAVE and punish him according to their caprice. The SLAVEshall address the OWNER and Her female friends as ?MISTRESS", Her malefriends as ?MASTER?. This applies at all times and at any place at aclearly understandable voice level. The OWNER will never address the SLAVEin another way than as ?slave? or as ?slut?, and She will ensure that allher male and female friends will do the same. Indoorsthe SLAVE will either be completely nude apart form his chastity belt andhis steel collar or dressed as a sissy in a most humiliating fashion. The Slaveshall live by the rule that everything is forbidden which is not explicitlypermitted or authorised. The OWNERmay loan the SLAVE at any time to any other person. The OWNERwill take videos and photos showing the SLAVE in most humiliatingsituations. It is up to Her sole discretion to publish them in the internetor in sex magazines. These pictures or videotapes become the sole propertyof the OWNER at the time the pictures or videotapes are taken. While theSLAVE would prefer to keep these pictures or videotapes private, the SLAVEunderstands that they are not his property and the OWNER may do with themwhatever She likes. ThisSlave Contract will be concluded for an initial period of 3 years andsubsequently will continue for an indefinite period of time up to the restof the life of the SLAVE, if not terminated by the OWNER. However,instead of terminating this Slave Contract, the OWNER has the right totransfer this Slave Contract to any other person, if She so wishes, withoutasking the SLAVE. By means of a simple transfer of this Slave Contract suchperson will then become the OWNER.Whoever is in possession of the SlaveContract The SLAVEhas no right to terminate this Slave Contract. In order to avoid that theSLAVE may consider escaping from his obligations it is agreed upon that theOWNER will flush down the toilet the only key of the Slave?s chastity belt,if there is any attempt to stay off from the contractual obligations ofthis Slave Contract. This would clearly leave the SLAVE forever locked inthe chastity belt, with no possibility at all to remove it ever again. ThisSlave Contract is made out in one original only, which will stay with theOWNER. The SLAVE receives a non-signed copy. Affidavit I, theundersigned Dr. GuenterHofmeister, knownas slave gunnarsub, specifically request and authorise the OWNER to useforce to compel my obedience, and I specifically desire to be placed in aposition where I CANNOT change my mind. Furthermore,I hereby execute an unlimited Model Release in favour of the OWNER coveringall pictures, films, video, audio, public performance, and recordings of meof any kind. I consent that such material may be sold with all revenues dueto the OWNER, or distributed free of charges, or put into the internet atpublic display. Last, butnot least, I accept that the OWNER may freely trade this Slave Contract toanyone at any time and I will continue to abide by all terms therein. By mysignature below, I acknowledge that I agree to abide by the rules of thisSlave Contract, I certify that I am signing this document of my own freewill, without pressure of any kind. As of Acceptingthis Slave Contract, I oblige myself that I will do everything to enforceeach single term of this Slave Contract. As of The Timberwolf pulled away from the crawler, Mizi watching the massive vehicle diminish on the video feed from the rear cameras. She had gotten to see both the crawler and the Yagda up close, and she had chatted incessantly about the latter for a good two hours when they had returned to the convoy. 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Danny was aimlessly searching the internet, he had been on transgender
website following link after link, untill coming accross a website, which
sold a number of interesting items. One inperticular was a dimond
neckless, which the site... “Still no contact from the Landslide?” Korbaz asked, leaning over the holographic table as she examined the crawler’s last known location.
“No, Admiral,” the Crewmaster replied. He seemed on-edge, his tail whipping back and forth behind him as he shifted his weight from foot to foot. She had to admit that recent events had shaken her own confidence, too, something that she had previously considered to be unwavering.
“Vitza,” she continued, the engineer straightening when he heard his name... “Got it,” Song said, his voice crackling over the helmet’s ad-hoc. “Transmitting Matriarchy encryption keys back to Fleetcom. Next time any of the crawlers send a transmission, we’ll know about it. I can also extrapolate their course from the log files in the comms buffer, that should give us an idea of where the others are.”
“Good work, Song,” Brenner replied. He was standing on the deck of the captured crawler, which they now knew to be named ‘Landslide’, peering out over the dunes as the... The Courser drifted idly, Borealis little more than a sand-colored marble hanging against the inky backdrop of space, lit by the glow of its parent stars. At such a great distance, the swirls of white clouds, and the shimmering of its blue lakes were almost impossible to make out with the naked eye. Well, naked was perhaps not the best description of Lieutenant Brenner’s eyes.
He had lost his organics long ago, seared away by Bug plasma weapons, his organs replaced with prosthetic... Korbaz gazed out of the slatted window of the conning tower, her furry hands clasped behind her back as she watched the windblown sand tear at the deck of the Wildfire. The command crawler was a little more luxurious than the battleship that she had previously toured. The majority of its deck was taken up by hab modules that practically formed a small settlement atop the vehicle, providing housing for her and her crew. There were barracks, officer’s quarters, even a small banquet hall where... SEXTEEN SASKIA SWEET SLY SLOW SEDUCTIVE STARTSASKIA SHOWS SHYLY SUBMISSIVE SEXUAL SLAVERY : Sweet Saskia Ven (Overveen) Secretly She Studies SEXUOLOGYShe Seeks Self-SustainingSstaying-place - Still: She & Sibling-sisShe's Seen See-Swim Slow Strandbad Bloemendaal (Flowervale)She's Secretly Full-Nude Bare-Back Maning Mare @ Dunes Dusk ===================================================SEXTEEN SASKIA SHOWS SLOW SEXY SHOT IN THE WOODSSEXTEEN SASKIA SHOWS SLOW SEXY SHOOT IN THE WOODSHYLY SHE... Taming Saskia.The heat was stifling, the fan over my bed turned lazily barely disturbing the flies jostling for the best places to sit along its rusting blades."James darling, how are you?" Sarah asked with impressively convincing compassion as she swept into the room.I raised myself up "Not so bad," I managed to say before my strength ebbed and I fell back"Oh, dear, you look so ill, I'll send for the nurse." she replied with a barely repressed smile.I cursed my luck, absolutely typical that I... Korbaz awoke to the Crewmaster’s snoring, his scarred torso on display as he lay on the bed beside her, his lower body partially covered by the sheets. She immediately felt a pang of disappointment. When she had invited him to her quarters, she had wanted to fight, to get her juices flowing before a night of violent passion. Blood was an aphrodisiac to her people, lovemaking should be treated the same as warfare, the winners and losers decided through a savage bout. Instead, he had acquiesced... Ben was awoken by the smell of cooking food, slowly opening his eyes. The light strips on the ceiling had been turned back on, and the monitors in the cab were now displaying sunlight that was being filtered through the sandstorm outside. It must be morning. Mizi was still nestled in his arms, he could feel the slow rise and fall of her chest. They were lying together on the deck now, wrapped up in the sleeping bag, but Lozka was missing.
He soon spotted the Araxie, she was heating some... 'SUMMER SEX SCHOOL' IS INITIATED INTERNATIONALLY IN 'AMSTERDAM'S "AMOUR" ACADEMY':SHORT-HAIRED SMALL-BREASTED BRUNETTE BELLE SEDUCTIVE - SHYLY SUBMISSIVE - SASKIASASKIA SHOWS SERIOUS SOCIOLOGICAL SEX-STUDENT STUDIES IN INTIMATE INTERROGATION=================================================================================SASKIA SWEETLY SUBMITS - JUICY JOSÉE JUMPS TO THE TEASING OPEN OCCASION TO TEACH:"SASKIA SUBMIT SWEETLY AS OUR BITCH ON ALL FOURS - I'LL WALK YOU AROUND OUR HOUSE" SASKIA... SEXTEEN SASKIA SWEET SLY SLOW SEDUCTIVE STARTSASKIA SHOWS SHYLY SUBMISSIVE SEXUAL SLAVERY : Sweet Saskia Ven - Overveen - Secretly she studies SexuologyShe seeks self-sustaining staying-place - Still: She & Sibling-sisShe's seen see-swimming Strandbad Bloemendaal (Flowervale)She's secretly fully-nude bare-back riding her mare - Dunes dusk ====================================================SEXTEEN SASKIA SHOWS SLOW SEXY SHOOT IN THE WOODSHYLY SHE SWIFTLY SWITCHES SEARCHED SEXY SUBJECT SHE... Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.
To all my readers, thanks for your posts. I do read each one and some
of the ones posted recently, they added to my ideas on where to go
in
long term plot ideas! So keep posting and thinking out there!
Copyright ©2018 by Shadowsblade
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced,
distributed, or transmitted in any form or by... 'SUMMER SEX SCHOOL' IS INITIATED INTERNATIONALLY IN 'AMSTERDAM'S "AMOUR" ACADEMY':SHORT-HAIRED SMALL-BREASTED BRUNETTE BELLE SEDUCTIVE - SHYLY SUBMISSIVE - SASKIASASKIA SHOWS SERIOUS SOCIOLOGICAL SEX-STUDENT STUDIES IN INTIMATE INTERROGATION================================================================================SEDUCTIVE SWEET SEX-STUDENT SASKIA SUBMITS SEXUAL SEXPERIMENTS AT A'DAMS 'A.A.A.': ================================================================================SASKIA SHOWS... Saskia still shivers from coming, while her mind makes loops of all the lust and love, which have happened to her.She had this perfect plan to seduce me, which turned sour, or sweet? She isn't sure yet, but in fact she surrendered.Saskia is happy to be his sub and even enjoyed to eat out some woman for the very first time! She wonders whom?She suddenly feels shy and ashamed, as I remove the blindfold and she looks up, seeing Stella's triumphant smile. Saskia is completely confused! She had hot... SWEET SEX STUDENT SASKIA IS SWEET SEXTEEN SUBMISSIVE SEXUALLY SERVING US@ 'EEII' CASTING COUCH OF OUR 'EXPERIMENTAL EROTICS INTERNATIONAL INSTITUTE'SASKIA APPLIES AS 'SEX STUDENT' FOR HER 1ST 'INTIMATE INSPECTION & INTERVIEW'SHE SUCCESFULLY PASSES FIRST TEST OF MASTURBATING FOR PROFESSOR PETER! BLOWS HIS MANHOOD WITH HELP OF HER HOT HAND MILKING HIS MIGHTY MANHOODSECONDLY SHE SUCKS TILL SUFFOCATING HER HER FIRST TRY TO DO DEEP-THROATSASKIA CONFESSES SHE HAS SEVERAL TIMES A WEEK SEX WITH HER... SEXTEEN SASKIA SWEET SLY SLOW SEDUCTIVE STARTSASKIA SHOWS SHYLY SUBMISSIVE SEXUAL SLAVERY : Sweet Saskia Ven - Overveen - Secretly she studies SexuologyShe seeks self-sustaining staying-place - Still: She & Sibling-sisShe's seen see-swimming Strandbad Bloemendaal (Flowervale)She's secretly fully-nude bare-back riding her mare - Dunes dusk ===================================================SASKIA SEXTEEN SUNBATHING SENSUALLY @ STRANDBAD :SHE'S SWEET SMART SLIM SMILING BOTH ABOVE AS... TASK FORCE
An Author’s Note:
The twentieth story in what has become a year of tales on June second. The last one for the foreseeable future. An admitted amateur, the flowing of the telling of my stories more important to me then the proper punctuation of English, I’d be the first to admit to the briefest of proof readings and probably more comma’s then periods. Actually virtually all my tales are typed in a matter of hours with open endings, usually not even planned out until I sit... Thursday August 9 2007 6:10 am
Guest cottage area
The green space in front of my house
Homestake Paranormal Activities Research Center
I am running through my morning routine, when Becky rolls up with a
cart and Gunny driving. I glance over the carts back deck, to see
traveling bags all laid on it?
I walk over to see what is happening "Hi Gunny what is going on?"
"Heya Kyley, Ahh I think Becky should tell you? As I don't want to get
hurt!"
"Haaa you old warrior. Your afraid...... Shadowsblade here.
This is my newest story in a joint venture with a group of authors, so
far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We
all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of
stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe. This
one here is my second one and hopefully its a good one.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels Peril a... Chapter 5 Mom?
Bastogne winter unknown date
I moved through the snow my black hair flying loose in the wind behind me
while covering the girl in my arms with my body. It was freezing outside
and the snowstorm reduced the sight to a mere few meters. I decided we
would need some cover and I knew that the best way to find some was to
walk to the towards the enemy lines. Howitzer were always build in some
kind of trenches.
Moving towards the rumpling sound of the ongoing bombardment I... “Did you learn anything from the human?” the Crewmaster asked, Korbaz pausing to take a sip of her drink before replying. They were lounging in one of the common rooms, sitting atop a pile of silk cushions as their attendants brought them refreshments.
“Only that I hate the little bastard,” she snarled. “He’s smarter than he looks, it’s going to take more prying to get anything useful out of him. I’m hoping that spending a night alone in his cell may have loosened his sharp tongue enough for... Cooper watched from behind the bars of his cage as Korbaz came stumbling into her quarters, a crystal decanter of what looked like wine clasped tightly in one of her furry hands. She was off-balance, her cheeks flushed pink. Was she drunk?
He had been sitting in his cell below deck, minding his own business, when two guards had brought him up to her room and tossed him into the cage. He’d been expecting another attempt at seduction, but something was off.
She made her way over to her bed,... Shadowsblade here.
This is my newest story in a joint venture with a group of authors, so
far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We
all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of
stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe. This
one here is my second one and hopefully its a good one.
With this launch I am trying to go a different route and I will release
the story in smaller chapters to make it easier on me to get... Chapter 9
A new wardrobe and a Day at work
After Sara and I managed to comfort Dr. Otto that I wasn't a threat, I
finally was allowed to go back home. My clothes however didn't fit any
longer and Sara seemed to understand what bugged me.
"You know we should do something about your clothes Melanie."
"Ain't no way around that?" I winced.
"Don't you worry I happen to know the best tailor in Dunwich. Do you
already have your school uniform ready?"
I had not and I was pretty... As we walked up a particularly long and steep hill, my dad changed the conversation to something I was not expecting. ?Adam, today we?re not just going to be walking.? He started to explain. ?What do you mean by that?? I asked quite curiously. ?You?re seventeen in less than a month and you?re still whipped on that Saskia girl. We need to get you over this, so I?ve arranged a little surprise for you..? I thought this over for the next couple of minutes.
I?d liked this girl since the end of my... It was a bright early morning and I had just walked out the door with my father for a long walk. We did this often over school holidays but I hadn’t been going with lately since I’d been going to parties nearly every evening and sleeping over at most to ensure that my mother wouldn’t arrive at whatever time to find me dancing naked on a table in the middle of a fireplace with a Guinness quart in my hand. As odd as this sounds, my friends and I got pretty fucked up when we were drunk and this... Shadowsblade here.
This is my newest story in a joint venture with a group of authors, so
far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We
all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of
stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe. This
one here is my second one and hopefully its a good one.
With this launch I am trying to go a different route and I will release
the story in smaller chapters to make it easier on me to get... Hi there and thank you for reading this little introduction. My handle is
Branek, and what you are going to read is a joint venture of a group of
Authors. Together Nuuan , Shadowsblade and myself are writing a Fan
Fiction set in the Whateley universe. This tale will be readable from
multiple characters and each of the main protagonist's is getting his or
her own story.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels... Shadowsblade here.
This is my newest story in a joint venture with a group of authors, so
far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We
all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of
stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe. This
one here is my second one and hopefully its a good one.
With this launch I am trying to go a different route and I will release
the story in smaller chapters to make it easier on me to get... Shadowsblade here.
This is my newest story in a joint venture with a group of authors, so
far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We
all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of
stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe. This
one here is my second one and hopefully its a good one.
With this launch I am trying to go a different route and I will release
the story in smaller chapters to make it easier on me to get... Shadowsblade here.
This is my newest story in a joint venture with a group of authors, so
far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We
all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of
stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe. This
one here is my second one and hopefully its a good one.
But remember all. I am not leaving Shadowsblade behind! I will start
writing her soon!
To have an idea about the main protagonist... “The raiding party never reported back in,” Crewmaster Lortz said, his hands clasped neatly behind his back as Korbaz marched into the conning tower. The other personnel averted their eyes, staring at the carpet with their heads bowed, anticipating some form of retribution.
“What happened?” she demanded, leaning on the table as she examined the holographic display.
“The fleet diverted from the Araxie territory as ordered,” he replied, gesturing to the map. “They made their way to the Black... Ben stirred, opening his eyes to see that Lozka was sitting up, her ears swiveling. He trusted her Araxie senses enough to know that something was coming, struggling out of their shared sleeping bag, making his way into the cab.
“What have you got, Lozka?” he asked as he began to tap at his console. It was still very early, the sun hadn’t started to rise yet, his breath misting in the cold.
“The crawler draws near,” she replied, Mizi rubbing her eyes groggily as the Araxie crawled out from... Vantier a Whateley Tale.....Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a
foreign world, struggling to find her place in it.
In this chapter....Kyley completes her journey to Whateley and helps her
soon to be roommate out.
NOTE that this chapter Kyley talks over the subject of attempted
suicide. So if that subject bothers you? You might want to stop on this
one?
He is saved from the death of his race and planet....to start all over
again....but can she survive? A human high school and... This novel is set in the universe of the Whateley Academy. It takes place
after most of the current universes characters have graduated, and is fan
fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the
timeline, characters, and continuity, but since it's fan fiction, who
cares? Most likely it will not match the canon of the universe. I believe
this is the first work that has been written with the ABDL community in
mind. Please do note that it will have diapers and other... Saskia surely shows submissiveness to me, offering all her tasty tight hot holes to my proud probing pole. For her final test I blindfold her. She hears someone else entering. She fears for a moment I will present her to be used by some other guy. However, she can not really imagine I would want to share her like that. I grab her by the back of her neck. On all fours she crawls forward until her face feels furry. She smells some sexy snatch! She has no time to ponder more, as she hears my wish... Saskia set up to seduce me to become her sweet lover. Her sexy scenario to use our mutual crush took the turn of hot humiliation. She is not sure how to handle her shameful situation of finding satisfaction in her surrender to my anal assault. Seduction she saught? Submission she fell for! She still shivers from her unexpected strong orgasm and tries to get back her breath, while waiting for my orders. Slowly I withdraw my manhood from her anal canal. I admire that tasty tight red ass. She... This novel is set in the universe of the Whateley Academy. It takes
place after most of the current universes characters have graduated, and
is fan fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match
the timeline, characters, and continuity, but since it's fan fiction,
who cares? Most likely it will not match the canon of the universe. I
believe this is the first work that has been written with the ABDL
community in mind. Please do note that it will have diapers and... This novel is set in the universe of the Whateley Academy. It takes
place after most of the current universes characters have graduated. As
such it is fan fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may
not match the timeline, characters, and continuity, but since it's fan
fiction, who cares? Most likely it will not match the canon of the
universe. I believe this is the first work that has been written with
the ABDL community in mind. Please do note that it will have diapers
and... “There it is again,” Ben said, tapping at one of his monitors.
“The earthquake?” Lozka asked, turning from her turret view to glance at him.
“Something is causing seismic activity, not a lot of it, but enough to trip the sensors. I swear, it’s like the suite is picking up Bugs tunneling beneath the ground, but there’s no way there can be any Bugs on Borealis. It’s impossible. Either way, it freaks me out, I don’t like seeing readings like this...”
“You said it was growing stronger?” Mizi... The fabric of the tents whipped in the wind as Ben and Lozka made their way through the deserted camp. It was nestled between two dunes to provide the occupants some privacy and shelter, the structures now half-buried by the storm. There were three tents that reminded Ben of the large marquees that one might encounter at a wedding, albeit a little smaller, each one likely able to accommodate a single pack. Their fabric resembled burlap, its color making them blend into their surroundings.... Vantier a Whateley Tale.....Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a
foreign world, struggling to find her place in it.
In this chapter....Kyley and Becky journey to Whateley via NY city! AKA
Road Trip!
He is saved from the death of his race and planet....to start all over
again....but can she survive?
A human high school and being a teenager? Will she remember what was?
And grow in power?
most of my current stories can be found on Fictionmania
Or if you want to input... At the time when i write to You, Mistress, it has been several months since i submitted to You with much pleasure Mistress. The meeting was however unlikely: a brief exchange of messages on xh before i go on vacation suggesting that ... maybe ... something was possible ... i owe You the truth Mistress, this is the first time i really wear a chastity cage in honor of a Mistress. This chastity cage, i had bought it shortly before we met and just thinking of wearing it to please You Mistress i was... After Mistress placed the chastity cage on slave's tiny clitty and slave placed the key to the cage around Her neck, T/they were officially Mistress and slave. That was the end of the ceremony and it was time to proceed to the Reception or Bridal Feast as Mistress prefers to call it. Mistress turned and tugged on the leash. "Come slave" is what She ordered before leading slave, who was crawling on all fours behind Her past the assembled guests, family, and friends. slave was still wearing it's... Months after proposing to me to become Her permanent slave, which made me the happiest man alive, the big day had finally arrived. Mistress and slave had been planning the ceremony as soon as it became official and wanted it to be as perfect as possible. Mistress selected a beautiful farm which was well known for hosting weddings for the locale, but this ceremony would be different than what they were accustomed to.The guests arrived and were seated. Some of them were aware of our Femdom... This novel is set in the universe of the Whateley Academy. It takes place
after most of the current universes characters have graduated, and is fan
fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the
timeline, characters, and continuity, but since it's fan fiction, who
cares? Most likely it will not match the canon of the universe. I believe
this is the first work that has been written with the ABDL community in
mind. Please do note that it will have diapers and other... My apologies for the long delay! Here is the next chapter. With luck I'll
be able to get another chapter posted this next week. I have some real
world problems that may prevent that, but hopefully won't!
This novel is set in the universe of the Whateley Academy. It takes place
after most of the current universes characters have graduated, and is fan
fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the
timeline, characters, and continuity, but since it's fan fiction,... This novel is set in the universe of the Whateley Academy. It takes place
after most of the current universes characters have graduated, and is fan
fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the
timeline, characters, and continuity, but since it's fan fiction, who
cares? Most likely it will not match the canon of the universe. I believe
this is the first work that has been written with the ABDL community in
mind. Please do note that it will have diapers and other... Clifford sat up in bed feeling the warm body lying next to him. He looked down at the shape in the near darkness.
Janet.
Christ, why did it have to be this way? He had loved Tracy, he still did. So why was he in Janet's bed? Why did he have sex with her? Four times? Not one of them was anything like the times he had been with Tracy, and yet...
He got out of bed and made his way to the window, padding in his bare feet across the carpet. He slowly pulled open the curtains and looked out at... Reddit Erin Ashford, aka r/ErinAshford! Erin Ashford is not a pornstar from a bygone age, nor is she a famous modern-day pornstar. She’s also not a semi-famous Twitch streamer gone nude, not an Instagram model that promotes flat tummy tea, and definitely not a XXX cam model. So who is she exactly, and why should you care about her? Truth be told, she isn’t really known outside of Reddit - she made her XXX debut on /r/GoneWild after posting a large selection of XXX pictures (and some videos) on...
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