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Letter from a Slave Girl

Letter from a Slave Girl

One: The Letter

October 2006

The Supreme Office of the President,

Club Model World

Dear Master President,

I am writing to you to beg for mercy as I don?t think I can endure another night of punishment like I recently suffered at your Club Model Showcase evening. Those men were very sadistic to me and hurt me a lot. Although it was three days ago I am still in agony from all the punishments they inflicted on me. My breasts, bottom and pussy are all badly tortured and I don?t know whether my lovely, young body will ever look beautiful again.

I am grateful that you have given me a nurse to repair the damage to my body. I am being looked after in your Recovery Centre by one of your male nurses and I am pleased that he is experienced in repairing slave girls? damaged bodies. He has made me wear a skin-tight black rubber bra and panties which keeps my beaten and battered flesh together. He has regularly rubbed a soothing cream into all my weals and bruises and I can see he likes fondling my intimate parts. He has told me he enjoys his job as he gets to fondle the breasts, bottoms, thighs and pussies of pretty young girls. He is firm but gentle as he rubs my torn nipples and lacerated pussy lips with cream. I cry with the pain as he rubs my tender, abused parts but I also get strangely turned on when he rubs me so hard it hurts. The nurse says he?ll be able to turn me into a pain addict but I can?t believe I?ll ever really enjoy pain, although I know I?ll have to endure it.

Anyway, I want to thank you because he is doing a good job returning me to my previous beautiful self. I?m sorry if you think I?m big-headed in thinking myself an attractive girl but I know you liked my first model photos and I was delighted to be invited to appear at my first Club Model Showcase. I want desperately to be a successful and popular model girl as I know I have the looks for it. As I?m sure you know, I?m still only 16 years old and I want to be one of your Club models for a long time, if you?ll let me.

I am pleased that I have the company of another slave girl in my recovery cell. I am only allowed a bed and so to have another girl is comforting for me. The nurse is also looking after her and seems to enjoy spending many hours in the cell with us both. I have been allowed to talk to her and I found out she is 18 years old and has had to recover in the Club Centre more than a dozen times following many evenings of heavy punishment. I am not allowed to know her name and the nurse calls us both ?sluts?.

She told me in whispers when the nurse had left us alone that her last modelling contract with a client took place in the man?s well-equipped dungeon. She had her breasts severely tortured and the man spent ages crushing her nipples in pliers. Next, she had steel manacles fastened around both her breasts and these were attached to chains hanging from the ceiling. She was then cruelly winched up into the air so she was hanging with all her weight on her breasts. She had to hang in his dungeon like this for hours and the man took hundreds of photos of her as well as videoing her suffering.

Like me, she is also wearing a skin-tight rubber bra and the nurse thinks he can restore her breasts so she can be modelling again in a few weeks. He is also giving her breast enlargement injections and I am very envious of her as she is already a fabulous 38DD and she has been told she will be enlarged to well over 42?. Seeing her has prompted me to approach you for mercy as I don?t think I could go through what she has endured. I would love to have well-developed breasts like her but I can?t imagine what it must be like to experience the awful torture she has suffered.

I am really grateful to you for providing the Centre for me to recover and I have got used to my cell now. I know why you keep my cell door locked but I wouldn?t try to escape. Although I?m a young teenage girl I want to be a grown up model girl and running away would be silly. You would be very cross with me and punish me severely. I do like my nurse although he?s a middle aged pervert. Every day he brings me magazines produced by your Club with titles like ?Punished Slave Girls? and likes to show me all the photos. He makes me look closely at them all. As we look at the photos of young models in chains being whipped and tortured he delights in telling me that I will soon be featuring in photos like these. I cry and sob a little when he tells me this, although I secretly love looking at the girls in their various states of submission. I?ve begged him politely to help me get out of my model contract. He just laughs and says I can write a begging letter to you but he also says that a model girl begging for mercy makes you laugh too.

He?s told me he wants me to always be a slave girl model so that he can fondle my tortured body after punishment sessions. He says he likes handling my young 16 year old body. He?s told me that there will be many punishment sessions for me so he?ll get to work on my body a lot. He says he looks forward to that. I should hate him but I strangely get a lot of kicks as he fondles my nipples, breasts and between my legs, even though I am very sore there. I also like it when he replaces my rubber bra and panties after working the cream all over my abused parts. The feeling of the skin-tight rubber being pulled over my tortured breasts and pussy is exciting. I think I must have a fetish for tight rubber as it does turn me on and makes me wet between my legs.

When he then leaves me for a few hours he chains me up spread-eagled on my bed so that I can?t escape. I tell him that I have no intention of escaping but he puts me in bondage anyway. When I?m lying helpless on the bed, chained up to the four corners, I get pretty turned on. I guess I must like bondage. It is really quite thrilling to be lying there naked, except for my tiny black rubber bikini, stretched out and unable to move. The feel of the shiny black PVC covering the bed turns me on as well. It?s cold and sticky on my naked flesh. I don?t get any other bedclothes so I?m glad it?s not winter! Oh dear, I shouldn?t be telling you all this because I am revealing my masochistic side to you as well as my love of fetish wear.

I am grateful to you for accepting me as a Club Model and I think I could get to enjoy being a slave girl although I don?t think I?ll ever love extreme torture. For a few minutes I was able to talk to the other model girl in my cell and I found out she began modelling when she was just 14 years old. Unlike me, she was forced into it when she was kidnapped and then sold at an auction. She has spent the last four years as a Club slave girl. She told me that she?s been whipped with every kind of whip imaginable and in every position: on her breasts, her belly, bottom, between her legs, all over the inside of her thighs. There?s not an inch of her body which hasn?t felt the lash and incredibly her body still looks pretty fabulous. She?s got lovely long slim legs, a tiny waist and the most gorgeous pointed breasts. She also has beautiful long blonde hair and a pretty sweet face. I love gazing at her and envying her body. I want to be a model just like her, if you?ll let me.

Somehow she had survived a huge range of tortures. She said she seemed to have spent most of the last few years in dungeons full of terrifying torture devices. Countless sadists have abused her body mercilessly. Her body fortunately is youthful and fit enough to endure all the tortures and the nurse keeps her in good shape between her punishment sessions. She told me she is now a confirmed pain addict and actually loves being punished. I was amazed to hear her story and wondered how soon it would be before I became just like her. I don?t think it?ll be long!

To stop us talking too much the nurse would gag us both. After putting me in an extreme hog-tie on my bed, he gave me the full treatment of a black rubber discipline helmet laced tightly up over my whole head. It was then buckled and locked around my neck. Into the mouth hole went a huge black rubber ball gag which buckled up so tightly my head creaked. It also stretched my mouth painfully wide. The gag was then fastened tightly back to my ankles with a chain so my head was painfully pulled backwards and the gag was rammed deep within my mouth. I must admit, if I dare, that the severe bondage became quite arousing for me. For hours I couldn?t speak, hear or see; there were just two small nose holes for me to breathe. I then began to get my kicks from the smell and touch of the tight black rubber. I can see why so many people love the feel of rubber and I was getting really turned on encased in the skin-tight helmet. I knew I?d become a rubber fetish freak as well as a girl who was enjoying being a slave girl.

On another occasion the nurse put me and the other girl in bondage together. I really loved that. He strapped us tightly together on one of our beds so we were facing each other. Our bodies were pulled close with straps around our legs, thighs, belly, breasts and even necks. Our wrists were cuffed around each other?s backs. We were bound very tightly and our breasts were crushed into each other?s. I really loved the feel of her huge, heaving breasts against mine. He then put a huge double ended cock gag into our mouths and strapped it in place. Our lips were touching and we were both sucking on a massive black rubber cock. This gag certainly silenced us and stretched our mouths wide but it was lovely to feel her lips and to look close into her eyes. I could see that her eyes were glazing over with pleasure as we were bound together and I too had repeated orgasms with her naked body writhing against mine. I don?t think I?m really a lezzie, amongst all my other fetishes, but her lovely lithe body strapped so close to mine was turning me on a lot. And I loved kissing her with both our mouths gagged. It was an unusual way to kiss a girl with both of us gagged but it really aroused me.

I wished he had strapped us together in a 69 position so we could really pleasure each other. I would have eagerly sucked her lovely clit and licked out her juicy pussy for hours. Anyway, after many orgasms over a wonderfully long time, we were eventually released from our bondage to each other. It was strange to be free and as I looked at her sweating body with eager lust, we both begged our nurse to put us back into the same bondage again as soon as possible. We had been turned into bondage lezzies! She liked being crushed into my body and having the double ended cock in her mouth as much as I did. Your nurse called us both sluts when we pleaded with him and said he now wanted to watch us go down on each other. We jumped at the opportunity and got into a close 69 position on her bed and licked out each other?s clits and pussies furiously. We both loved giving him a good performance. We kept up this licking for over an hour until the nurse said he was pleased with the performance of his slutty and subbie models. He then strapped the double cock gags back into our mouths, bound us even more tightly together again and left us for the whole night. We got our wishes and had a great night together. I hope you?ll let me stay in your Recovery Centre for some time but I understand if you want me to serve my next demanding clients. I will happily do whatever you want me to do.

Yes, OK, I admit it, I?m a bondage lover as well but I hope it is making me a good slave girl for you. All the bondage gear: the manacles, straps, gags and the wonderful feeling of my nearly-naked body stretched out helpless on the shiny PVC covered bed are all turning me into a willing and ultra submissive slave girl. I know I shouldn?t admit to this but I?m secretly hoping that you?ll reject my plea for mercy. I even hope you?ll laugh at my pleas as I really want to continue to be a Club Model slave girl. I am afraid of more pain but if other models can take it then so can I!

I?m not allowed any belongings in my cell except for your letter which the nurse permitted me to keep. I treasure it. Thank you so much for it and thank you a million times for accepting me as your new Club model girl. When I?m not in bondage on my bed, I like to read your letter over and over again as it marks my acceptance by you and the start of my slavery. I love to read it slowly countless times and it always makes me wet between my thighs:

The Supreme Office of the President

Club Model World

Dear Debbee,

I have had great pleasure in looking at your photos when you recently modelled for Club Model magazine. I am glad you sent the photos to us asking to be considered for one of our prestigious Club Model contracts. You wrote a very good begging letter and I can see you are very keen to join us a model. I hope you know what you are letting yourself in for, although you will soon find out.

As a result of your photo set I would like to give you the award of ?New Girl of the Month?. As President, I take a keen interest in all new model girls especially if they are beautiful teenage girls with well-developed bodies like yours. You have a good set of pointed, round tits, with protruding juicy nipples, which is what we like to see in a young girl like you. I can see that you are a little shy at showing yourself as you kept your tiny black panties on in the photos. That was not what I expect from one of my models. I can assure you that in your next set of photos you will have your legs wide open to show off your lovely naked cunt. And make sure it is completely clean shaven. You must show off your cunt lips and pull them open with your fingers. Our readers expect to see right up inside your sexy cunt when you are our model girl!

I am pleased to welcome you as our new Club Model Girl as you have the ideal young body to be a popular new model. I know you are still only 16 years old but you are old enough to become our model girl. Your lovely firm 36? breasts will be one of your best assets, along with your blonde hair and your very slim figure.

I enclose an acceptance form for you to sign. As you can see, you will sign that you agree that we can use you in whatever way we like. You become our property completely and your signature confirms that we can abuse you in any way we want, however severe, as long as it does not lead to your death. We can torture you, mark and alter your body in any way we like. There are no limits to what we can do to you.

You will become our slave girl for life and we can sell you if we want to. Think carefully before you sign but if you refuse to sign we will kidnap you anyway and force you into slavery. We know where you live and you won?t escape from us. We?ll torture you until you sign and then punish you severely for not obeying us to start with. So do yourself a favour and sign the form to save yourself from even more pain.

I have also enclosed some of our magazines as they give you an idea of what we expect our models to do. A few of them are hard core girlie mags with the girls sucking and drinking gallons of cum and having to take massive dildos up their asses and cunts. Most of them though are heavy bondage and SM. Two of our titles are very popular: ?Tortured Teenage Slave Girls? and ?Punished Young Girls?. They run into hundreds of editions. It will not be long before you too are modelling for these weekly titles and all the action is definitely for real. One cannot fake bruises, cuts and weals on a girl?s body, especially on a video. Our models are actually hurt and their screams are very real. These magazines and videos please thousands of sadists who want to see beautiful teenage girls actually being whipped and tortured while in the most demanding bondage.

You can earn good money from modelling for a few hours in a torture video but being our slave you have no use for your money anyway so we have no need to pay you. If we decide to sell you eventually, you get 10% of the fee your new master has paid. But again you cannot use the money as a slave girl, so we don?t give you a thing. You should be very pleased we like abusing your body and you should be grateful to us when we keep you in a reasonable condition. Don?t even ask for payment for modelling sessions. Even daring to ask for anything from us would result in many hours of heavy torture as punishment. Just remember, when you join us you are a slave girl for life.

So, I now look forward to seeing you at our annual Club Model Showcase for new model girls.? I won?t be there in person but I?ll make sure you are filmed every second of the evening. You must wear your sexiest black underwear including shiny black nylons and your highest stiletto heels. To complete your outfit you must wear a see-through black top and a micro length black PVC skirt. You will arrive at the venue dressed just like that with no other clothes.

Many of the other model girls have already been chosen to do a strip and public sex performance with other girls and men in front of an audience of hundreds of Club members. They?ll be plenty of girls? faces covered in cum and lots of very sore mouths, asses and cunts by the end of the evening. Other girls will be punished with all kinds of devices; the girls will be mercilessly whipped and tortured in front of everyone. At annual evenings like this all the members can suggest what should be done to the girls who are slaves for the evening and everything goes. For a slave girl it is a very tough evening, especially if it?s her first evening. There?s a lot of crying and screaming from the girls but this makes it all the more fun. If we get tired of hearing a girl beg for mercy we can easily stuff a gag into her pretty mouth.

You have already been specially selected to go to a private room with a group of male sadists, who have a reputation for real cruelty to slave girls. They saw your photos and have chosen you. The room will of course be well-equipped with a wide range of torture devices including plenty of whips and chains as well as a selection of nasty instruments to torture your tits and cunt.

Once you?re inside the room with the men the door will be locked and you?ll spend the whole night as a slave girl to the men. The men have simple tastes and are all into whipping. Once they have you stripped to your underwear they are likely to start with a caning on your bottom with you bent double. After an hour of hard caning they will probably chain you up to a whipping frame or x-cross and give you a tit-whipping with heavy leather whips; this could last for hours. Finally if you are still conscious, and make no mistake they will make sure you are, they are likely to chain you upside down with your legs wide apart and then they?ll mercilessly whip your open cunt with their favourite whips. The next few hours will be very painful for you and if you lose consciousness they will inject you with a lotion which keeps you fully awake. The men have no interest in whipping an unconscious body and want you awake and screaming all the time. You will certainly remember your first evening with us, the hard way!

So, Debbee, this will be your first Annual Club Showcase and it will be the first of many. Welcome to the Club, Debbee.

Your Master and President???

Thank you for this letter which I will treasure always. When I read it the first time I was terrified at what I had got myself into but I was determined to go through with it. Although I was only 16 years old, I wanted so much to be an adult model and the world of BDSM was so much more exciting than posing for ordinary girlie photos. I gazed at the magazines you sent me for hours and although they made me very scared at the sight of the girls being whipped and tortured I was also envious of the models. I secretly felt I wanted to be in the photos and I really wanted to experience what it was like to be a submissive and helpless slave girl.

At first, I was also nervous about signing my acceptance as I knew it was for life. There would be no escape from slavery, no going back to a normal life as a teenage girl. I was committing myself to a life of pain and punishment and I wondered how I would even survive my first evening at the Showcase with the nasty group of sadists. I even thought of pleading with you if I could change and just be one of the sex slave girls for the evening. I thought I could cope with my three holes all repeatedly filled, even if I was a virgin. I was really terrified at the thought of serving the group of men and receiving such a heavy whipping at their hands. In the end, I knew you would just laugh at my request and insist that I obeyed your wishes. So, I summoned up all my courage, signed my total acceptance and sent it back to you. I was now a fully signed up slave girl and although I was very nervous I was also excited. I was beginning my life for ever as a BDSM slave girl and there would be no release from a life of slavery. I now just had to prepare myself for my first Showcase evening.

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Letter from a Slave Girl

One: The Letter

October 2006

The Supreme Office of the President,

Club Model World

Dear Master President,

I am writing to you to beg for mercy as I don?t think I can endure another night of punishment like I recently suffered at your Club Model Showcase evening. Those men were very sadistic to me and hurt me a lot. Although it was three days ago I am still in agony from all the punishments they inflicted on me. My breasts, bottom and pussy are all badly tortured and I don?t know whether my lovely, young body will ever look beautiful again.

I am grateful that you have given me a nurse to repair the damage to my body. I am being looked after in your Recovery Centre by one of your male nurses and I am pleased that he is experienced in repairing slave girls? damaged bodies. He has made me wear a skin-tight black rubber bra and panties which keeps my beaten and battered flesh together. He has regularly rubbed a soothing cream into all my weals and bruises and I can see he likes fondling my intimate parts. He has told me he enjoys his job as he gets to fondle the breasts, bottoms, thighs and pussies of pretty young girls. He is firm but gentle as he rubs my torn nipples and lacerated pussy lips with cream. I cry with the pain as he rubs my tender, abused parts but I also get strangely turned on when he rubs me so hard it hurts. The nurse says he?ll be able to turn me into a pain addict but I can?t believe I?ll ever really enjoy pain, although I know I?ll have to endure it.

Anyway, I want to thank you because he is doing a good job returning me to my previous beautiful self. I?m sorry if you think I?m big-headed in thinking myself an attractive girl but I know you liked my first model photos and I was delighted to be invited to appear at my first Club Model Showcase. I want desperately to be a successful and popular model girl as I know I have the looks for it. As I?m sure you know, I?m still only 16 years old and I want to be one of your Club models for a long time, if you?ll let me.

I am pleased that I have the company of another slave girl in my recovery cell. I am only allowed a bed and so to have another girl is comforting for me. The nurse is also looking after her and seems to enjoy spending many hours in the cell with us both. I have been allowed to talk to her and I found out she is 18 years old and has had to recover in the Club Centre more than a dozen times following many evenings of heavy punishment. I am not allowed to know her name and the nurse calls us both ?sluts?.

She told me in whispers when the nurse had left us alone that her last modelling contract with a client took place in the man?s well-equipped dungeon. She had her breasts severely tortured and the man spent ages crushing her nipples in pliers. Next, she had steel manacles fastened around both her breasts and these were attached to chains hanging from the ceiling. She was then cruelly winched up into the air so she was hanging with all her weight on her breasts. She had to hang in his dungeon like this for hours and the man took hundreds of photos of her as well as videoing her suffering.

Like me, she is also wearing a skin-tight rubber bra and the nurse thinks he can restore her breasts so she can be modelling again in a few weeks. He is also giving her breast enlargement injections and I am very envious of her as she is already a fabulous 38DD and she has been told she will be enlarged to well over 42?. Seeing her has prompted me to approach you for mercy as I don?t think I could go through what she has endured. I would love to have well-developed breasts like her but I can?t imagine what it must be like to experience the awful torture she has suffered.

I am really grateful to you for providing the Centre for me to recover and I have got used to my cell now. I know why you keep my cell door locked but I wouldn?t try to escape. Although I?m a young teenage girl I want to be a grown up model girl and running away would be silly. You would be very cross with me and punish me severely. I do like my nurse although he?s a middle aged pervert. Every day he brings me magazines produced by your Club with titles like ?Punished Slave Girls? and likes to show me all the photos. He makes me look closely at them all. As we look at the photos of young models in chains being whipped and tortured he delights in telling me that I will soon be featuring in photos like these. I cry and sob a little when he tells me this, although I secretly love looking at the girls in their various states of submission. I?ve begged him politely to help me get out of my model contract. He just laughs and says I can write a begging letter to you but he also says that a model girl begging for mercy makes you laugh too.

He?s told me he wants me to always be a slave girl model so that he can fondle my tortured body after punishment sessions. He says he likes handling my young 16 year old body. He?s told me that there will be many punishment sessions for me so he?ll get to work on my body a lot. He says he looks forward to that. I should hate him but I strangely get a lot of kicks as he fondles my nipples, breasts and between my legs, even though I am very sore there. I also like it when he replaces my rubber bra and panties after working the cream all over my abused parts. The feeling of the skin-tight rubber being pulled over my tortured breasts and pussy is exciting. I think I must have a fetish for tight rubber as it does turn me on and makes me wet between my legs.

When he then leaves me for a few hours he chains me up spread-eagled on my bed so that I can?t escape. I tell him that I have no intention of escaping but he puts me in bondage anyway. When I?m lying helpless on the bed, chained up to the four corners, I get pretty turned on. I guess I must like bondage. It is really quite thrilling to be lying there naked, except for my tiny black rubber bikini, stretched out and unable to move. The feel of the shiny black PVC covering the bed turns me on as well. It?s cold and sticky on my naked flesh. I don?t get any other bedclothes so I?m glad it?s not winter! Oh dear, I shouldn?t be telling you all this because I am revealing my masochistic side to you as well as my love of fetish wear.

I am grateful to you for accepting me as a Club Model and I think I could get to enjoy being a slave girl although I don?t think I?ll ever love extreme torture. For a few minutes I was able to talk to the other model girl in my cell and I found out she began modelling when she was just 14 years old. Unlike me, she was forced into it when she was kidnapped and then sold at an auction. She has spent the last four years as a Club slave girl. She told me that she?s been whipped with every kind of whip imaginable and in every position: on her breasts, her belly, bottom, between her legs, all over the inside of her thighs. There?s not an inch of her body which hasn?t felt the lash and incredibly her body still looks pretty fabulous. She?s got lovely long slim legs, a tiny waist and the most gorgeous pointed breasts. She also has beautiful long blonde hair and a pretty sweet face. I love gazing at her and envying her body. I want to be a model just like her, if you?ll let me.

Somehow she had survived a huge range of tortures. She said she seemed to have spent most of the last few years in dungeons full of terrifying torture devices. Countless sadists have abused her body mercilessly. Her body fortunately is youthful and fit enough to endure all the tortures and the nurse keeps her in good shape between her punishment sessions. She told me she is now a confirmed pain addict and actually loves being punished. I was amazed to hear her story and wondered how soon it would be before I became just like her. I don?t think it?ll be long!

To stop us talking too much the nurse would gag us both. After putting me in an extreme hog-tie on my bed, he gave me the full treatment of a black rubber discipline helmet laced tightly up over my whole head. It was then buckled and locked around my neck. Into the mouth hole went a huge black rubber ball gag which buckled up so tightly my head creaked. It also stretched my mouth painfully wide. The gag was then fastened tightly back to my ankles with a chain so my head was painfully pulled backwards and the gag was rammed deep within my mouth. I must admit, if I dare, that the severe bondage became quite arousing for me. For hours I couldn?t speak, hear or see; there were just two small nose holes for me to breathe. I then began to get my kicks from the smell and touch of the tight black rubber. I can see why so many people love the feel of rubber and I was getting really turned on encased in the skin-tight helmet. I knew I?d become a rubber fetish freak as well as a girl who was enjoying being a slave girl.

On another occasion the nurse put me and the other girl in bondage together. I really loved that. He strapped us tightly together on one of our beds so we were facing each other. Our bodies were pulled close with straps around our legs, thighs, belly, breasts and even necks. Our wrists were cuffed around each other?s backs. We were bound very tightly and our breasts were crushed into each other?s. I really loved the feel of her huge, heaving breasts against mine. He then put a huge double ended cock gag into our mouths and strapped it in place. Our lips were touching and we were both sucking on a massive black rubber cock. This gag certainly silenced us and stretched our mouths wide but it was lovely to feel her lips and to look close into her eyes. I could see that her eyes were glazing over with pleasure as we were bound together and I too had repeated orgasms with her naked body writhing against mine. I don?t think I?m really a lezzie, amongst all my other fetishes, but her lovely lithe body strapped so close to mine was turning me on a lot. And I loved kissing her with both our mouths gagged. It was an unusual way to kiss a girl with both of us gagged but it really aroused me.

I wished he had strapped us together in a 69 position so we could really pleasure each other. I would have eagerly sucked her lovely clit and licked out her juicy pussy for hours. Anyway, after many orgasms over a wonderfully long time, we were eventually released from our bondage to each other. It was strange to be free and as I looked at her sweating body with eager lust, we both begged our nurse to put us back into the same bondage again as soon as possible. We had been turned into bondage lezzies! She liked being crushed into my body and having the double ended cock in her mouth as much as I did. Your nurse called us both sluts when we pleaded with him and said he now wanted to watch us go down on each other. We jumped at the opportunity and got into a close 69 position on her bed and licked out each other?s clits and pussies furiously. We both loved giving him a good performance. We kept up this licking for over an hour until the nurse said he was pleased with the performance of his slutty and subbie models. He then strapped the double cock gags back into our mouths, bound us even more tightly together again and left us for the whole night. We got our wishes and had a great night together. I hope you?ll let me stay in your Recovery Centre for some time but I understand if you want me to serve my next demanding clients. I will happily do whatever you want me to do.

Yes, OK, I admit it, I?m a bondage lover as well but I hope it is making me a good slave girl for you. All the bondage gear: the manacles, straps, gags and the wonderful feeling of my nearly-naked body stretched out helpless on the shiny PVC covered bed are all turning me into a willing and ultra submissive slave girl. I know I shouldn?t admit to this but I?m secretly hoping that you?ll reject my plea for mercy. I even hope you?ll laugh at my pleas as I really want to continue to be a Club Model slave girl. I am afraid of more pain but if other models can take it then so can I!

I?m not allowed any belongings in my cell except for your letter which the nurse permitted me to keep. I treasure it. Thank you so much for it and thank you a million times for accepting me as your new Club model girl. When I?m not in bondage on my bed, I like to read your letter over and over again as it marks my acceptance by you and the start of my slavery. I love to read it slowly countless times and it always makes me wet between my thighs:

The Supreme Office of the President

Club Model World

Dear Debbee,

I have had great pleasure in looking at your photos when you recently modelled for Club Model magazine. I am glad you sent the photos to us asking to be considered for one of our prestigious Club Model contracts. You wrote a very good begging letter and I can see you are very keen to join us a model. I hope you know what you are letting yourself in for, although you will soon find out.

As a result of your photo set I would like to give you the award of ?New Girl of the Month?. As President, I take a keen interest in all new model girls especially if they are beautiful teenage girls with well-developed bodies like yours. You have a good set of pointed, round tits, with protruding juicy nipples, which is what we like to see in a young girl like you. I can see that you are a little shy at showing yourself as you kept your tiny black panties on in the photos. That was not what I expect from one of my models. I can assure you that in your next set of photos you will have your legs wide open to show off your lovely naked cunt. And make sure it is completely clean shaven. You must show off your cunt lips and pull them open with your fingers. Our readers expect to see right up inside your sexy cunt when you are our model girl!

I am pleased to welcome you as our new Club Model Girl as you have the ideal young body to be a popular new model. I know you are still only 16 years old but you are old enough to become our model girl. Your lovely firm 36? breasts will be one of your best assets, along with your blonde hair and your very slim figure.

I enclose an acceptance form for you to sign. As you can see, you will sign that you agree that we can use you in whatever way we like. You become our property completely and your signature confirms that we can abuse you in any way we want, however severe, as long as it does not lead to your death. We can torture you, mark and alter your body in any way we like. There are no limits to what we can do to you.

You will become our slave girl for life and we can sell you if we want to. Think carefully before you sign but if you refuse to sign we will kidnap you anyway and force you into slavery. We know where you live and you won?t escape from us. We?ll torture you until you sign and then punish you severely for not obeying us to start with. So do yourself a favour and sign the form to save yourself from even more pain.

I have also enclosed some of our magazines as they give you an idea of what we expect our models to do. A few of them are hard core girlie mags with the girls sucking and drinking gallons of cum and having to take massive dildos up their asses and cunts. Most of them though are heavy bondage and SM. Two of our titles are very popular: ?Tortured Teenage Slave Girls? and ?Punished Young Girls?. They run into hundreds of editions. It will not be long before you too are modelling for these weekly titles and all the action is definitely for real. One cannot fake bruises, cuts and weals on a girl?s body, especially on a video. Our models are actually hurt and their screams are very real. These magazines and videos please thousands of sadists who want to see beautiful teenage girls actually being whipped and tortured while in the most demanding bondage.

You can earn good money from modelling for a few hours in a torture video but being our slave you have no use for your money anyway so we have no need to pay you. If we decide to sell you eventually, you get 10% of the fee your new master has paid. But again you cannot use the money as a slave girl, so we don?t give you a thing. You should be very pleased we like abusing your body and you should be grateful to us when we keep you in a reasonable condition. Don?t even ask for payment for modelling sessions. Even daring to ask for anything from us would result in many hours of heavy torture as punishment. Just remember, when you join us you are a slave girl for life.

So, I now look forward to seeing you at our annual Club Model Showcase for new model girls.? I won?t be there in person but I?ll make sure you are filmed every second of the evening. You must wear your sexiest black underwear including shiny black nylons and your highest stiletto heels. To complete your outfit you must wear a see-through black top and a micro length black PVC skirt. You will arrive at the venue dressed just like that with no other clothes.

Many of the other model girls have already been chosen to do a strip and public sex performance with other girls and men in front of an audience of hundreds of Club members. They?ll be plenty of girls? faces covered in cum and lots of very sore mouths, asses and cunts by the end of the evening. Other girls will be punished with all kinds of devices; the girls will be mercilessly whipped and tortured in front of everyone. At annual evenings like this all the members can suggest what should be done to the girls who are slaves for the evening and everything goes. For a slave girl it is a very tough evening, especially if it?s her first evening. There?s a lot of crying and screaming from the girls but this makes it all the more fun. If we get tired of hearing a girl beg for mercy we can easily stuff a gag into her pretty mouth.

You have already been specially selected to go to a private room with a group of male sadists, who have a reputation for real cruelty to slave girls. They saw your photos and have chosen you. The room will of course be well-equipped with a wide range of torture devices including plenty of whips and chains as well as a selection of nasty instruments to torture your tits and cunt.

Once you?re inside the room with the men the door will be locked and you?ll spend the whole night as a slave girl to the men. The men have simple tastes and are all into whipping. Once they have you stripped to your underwear they are likely to start with a caning on your bottom with you bent double. After an hour of hard caning they will probably chain you up to a whipping frame or x-cross and give you a tit-whipping with heavy leather whips; this could last for hours. Finally if you are still conscious, and make no mistake they will make sure you are, they are likely to chain you upside down with your legs wide apart and then they?ll mercilessly whip your open cunt with their favourite whips. The next few hours will be very painful for you and if you lose consciousness they will inject you with a lotion which keeps you fully awake. The men have no interest in whipping an unconscious body and want you awake and screaming all the time. You will certainly remember your first evening with us, the hard way!

So, Debbee, this will be your first Annual Club Showcase and it will be the first of many. Welcome to the Club, Debbee.

Your Master and President???

Thank you for this letter which I will treasure always. When I read it the first time I was terrified at what I had got myself into but I was determined to go through with it. Although I was only 16 years old, I wanted so much to be an adult model and the world of BDSM was so much more exciting than posing for ordinary girlie photos. I gazed at the magazines you sent me for hours and although they made me very scared at the sight of the girls being whipped and tortured I was also envious of the models. I secretly felt I wanted to be in the photos and I really wanted to experience what it was like to be a submissive and helpless slave girl.

At first, I was also nervous about signing my acceptance as I knew it was for life. There would be no escape from slavery, no going back to a normal life as a teenage girl. I was committing myself to a life of pain and punishment and I wondered how I would even survive my first evening at the Showcase with the nasty group of sadists. I even thought of pleading with you if I could change and just be one of the sex slave girls for the evening. I thought I could cope with my three holes all repeatedly filled, even if I was a virgin. I was really terrified at the thought of serving the group of men and receiving such a heavy whipping at their hands. In the end, I knew you would just laugh at my request and insist that I obeyed your wishes. So, I summoned up all my courage, signed my total acceptance and sent it back to you. I was now a fully signed up slave girl and although I was very nervous I was also excited. I was beginning my life for ever as a BDSM slave girl and there would be no release from a life of slavery. I now just had to prepare myself for my first Showcase evening.

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