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The story of sissyslave gunnarsub

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I often dream to get enslaved by SUPERIORS who are more than eager to dominate and humiliate males, SUPERIORS who force me into unlimited obedience and especially also force me into ways of acting opposite to my normal behaviour, acting in a way I never would be prepared to under normal circumstances. The driving factor behind this urgent wish is humiliation. Already the thought that I might be forced to do something most humiliating against my own will, with no possibility to resist due to chains or other complete dependency at the mercy of my SUPERIORS, turns me on.

My SUPERIORS should made it known to all their friends that I am a slave and slut, by nature they should be cruel, wicked, sadistic, evil, merciless, mean, and by no means fair. Just to give examples, they should

?         keep me permanently naked and locked in heavy chains, manacles, cuffs, and collar dedicating me fully at their mercy,

?         collar me with a steel collar that by no means can be removed and that clearly identifies me as cocksucking sissyslut gunnarsub,

?         keep me locked in a steel, inescapable chastitybelt and then make me really horny but deny me any satisfaction as long as they like,

?         force me to obey them without any restriction and even offer me as a victim to their friends and let them have their cruel fun with me,

?         humiliate me in front of all their friends and in public. There should be no limitation in humiliating me, obedience to even the most humiliating orders should be enforced without mercy, and orders never taken back,

?         enjoy tormenting me just for their pleasure, and make it difficult for me to perform up to their satisfaction,

?         under penalty of most severe whippings never allow me so speak without their prior explicit request,

?         document my humiliation in a comprehensive collection of videos and pics and make it clear to me that they will share this documentation with all those people knowing me should I ever try to escape from staying as their slave and slut, and

?         Last but not least completely deny me to make use of a safeword.

If I do not meet their high demands, they should punish me cruelly by means of severe whippings, torture, or other appropriate means. If my SUPERIORS so like, punishment might be out of any proportion. After being whipped and tortured without mercy I should be forced to re-execute the order concerned to their complete satisfaction. My SUPERIORS may also ask their friends to whip me until I cry for mercy.

But let the story begin ...

It all started when I decided to publish some of my dreams in an ad and to post the following message in one of the respective Yahoo BDSM groups:

Slave available forweekend sessions

?Hi to all who like to have a"virgin" at their mercy.

First, I am not gay but a straight male slave, 58, living in the Frankfurt area in Germany, who is after utmosthumiliation. So far I never have submitted to a male but I like the idea ofbeing fully at the mercy of a gay couple or a group during an evening orweekend session with no safeword and no way out.

I get a kick out of being forced into unlimited obedience as their slave, notknowing what will be ordered next and to whom I will have to serve, too.

In order to ensure that I will not be in the position to escape, I should bekept nude and locked in chains and manacles with a heavy, massive steel slavecollar around my neck. I should be kept locked that way until I have executedall orders for my utmost humiliation to the complete satisfaction of thewhole crowd.

In order to provide them with all power to force me to unlimited obedience Ishould not be allowed to speak if not asked and any failure should entail amost severe whipping in such a way that I dare not speak again.

Similarly, if they are not satisfied with my performance, I should bepunished, whipped and tortured cruelly without mercy. Punishment should by noway enable me to escape from obedience, but thereafter I should be forced toperform that order under even stricter circumstances.

They should make me lick their boots in front of their friends and have melick them also in public. On the basis of safe and sane sex I should beforced to suck all their cocks. I should get whipped until I beg them to fuckme and make me their slut.

In order to increase my humiliation they may record the session andsubsequently post the pics in this group.

See my homepage
http://www.geocities.com/gunnarsub/enslaved.html

slave and slut gunnarsub

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Actually, being straight, for the purpose of humiliation I wanted to put myself into a situation where some gays would have me at their mercy, humiliate me and I would have no choice but to obey them. I imagined that they would force me to lick their boots and perhaps some of them might go one step further and tell me to suck them. Whereas I liked the idea of licking their boots, for sure, I would not be prepared to suck any of them. The charm of uncertainty what would happen then, that I would have no more control over my fate, that they might force me into obedience, the inherent humiliaton of the whole scene were the driving force for placing my ad.

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The response was poor. Apart from a professional MISTRESS for on-line training and humiliation there was no reply at all. So eventually I decided to answer that MISTRESS and soon thereafter I entered into a special agreement with her. For a reasonable monthly fee she accepted to give assignments to me as her sissy slave. Since amongst others I especially also wanted to be forced to obey doing humiliating things against my will, I furnished her with my full real name, address, and phone, as well as with a series of pics showing me in a most compromising fashion.

In addition, I disclosed to her my then Yahoo password and we agreed that she would change the password and thus prevent that I could make any changes to my homepage, where ?as you can check- is stored compromising documentation about me as a slave. There is a pic on the homepage from which I can be clearly identified and some others show me in most compromising situations.

Moreover, I furnished her with the password to The Slave Register where I am registered as a slave 000-713-150 and she changed my password, meaning that I cannot prevent her from displaying there, too, my full name, address, compromising pictures, and disgusting information unless I do not obey all her orders.

Last, but not least, I even provided her with the mail address of my boss and we agreed that she would send him a mail disclosing the link to my homepage and to the site where I am registered as slave, advising him to go there and find some most interesting information on one of his employees if I failed to obey her orders during the initial 6 months period of our agreement.

With other words, we had agreed she would blackmail me unless I obeyed all her assignments. I was now receiving mails from her with instructions on what she expected me to do next. When I entered the agreement I had presumed that my cyber MISTRESS couldn't check to what extent I followed her orders but that turned out to be a crucial failure.

Before even the first online session she sent me a mail ordering me to buy a Logitech Quick Cam and advising me that she would supervise our on-line sessions with the help of my Logitech cam, thus controlling to what extent I comply with her orders. She also requested me to be online the next evening at 7 p.m. and to wait for her in Yahoo messenger with my Yahoo-ID gunnarsub2005 and to start My Webcam.

She kept me waiting for some 15 minutes but then suddenly, I got her first message ?Strip!? Following her order half a minute later I could watch myself naked on the screen. I had hoped that She would also switch on her webcam but to my disappointment she didn`t. She ordered me to display myself from all sides watched me for some 5 minutes and then told me to put on a bra and to take a 5 min video using the Quick Capture mode and to send her this video as a file through Yahoo messenger.

Her instructions were clear, I had to introduce myself as slave and slut gunnarsub but add my real name, address and telephone number, I had to claim that I seek training as a sissy, and more or less the contents of my Yahoo posting. Then I had to turn around, spread my globes, and show them towards the webcam and to state that my ass would be at the disposal of everybody.

Making the video even turned me on. Although I was aware that the video was clearly identifying me in most humiliating positions and sending it would provide my online MISTRESS with even more utmost compromising material about me, I sent it. Without any comment she closed the session.

The session had excited me so I started wanking and soon cummed. Although this was not a tough session for me thereafter I realized that now I had delivered myself even more at her mercy.

According to e-mail instructions I received from her I had to purchase panties, bras, garter belt, and stockings at a local boutique, and to wear them under my clothes not only at home, but also in public. I had to put these undies on during our sessions and to file her many pics taken by my webcam. She forced me to suck a dildo and to fuck myself with it; again I had to document everything and to file it to her.

During the next session she made it clear to me that now I was a helpless sissy, that I would would be under her control, that I would have no more chance to escape her training. She ordered me to wear women's underwear not only here and then, but at any time. Going outside, I had to wear crotchless panties, garter belts, nylon stockings and bras under my normal shirt and pants. Futhermore, she ordered me to wear lipstick and lipliner in my apartment and to practice walking steadily in high heels.

She ordered me to try on a lipstick at a boutique, what I did not do, and to wet myself in public, what I did since I had to take photos with my digital camera for evidence. To some extent I took it lenient and that was the next mistake I made.

She caught me when she had ordered me one evening to go fully dressed as a sissy to a leather fetish bar in Frankfurt called The Stall, a homo outlet at Stiftsstrasse 22, next to metro station An der Hauptwache. As this time she had not ordered me to show evidence with photos and at the same time I was too ashamed to go there since MISTRESS had ordered me not to take any male piece of clothing with me. Nevertheless, during our next online session I claimed that I would have been there what actually was not true.

She went on asking for details, so I just built up a story also telling her how embarassed I felt.

Then suddenly she said that she felt I wouldn?t have been there. I insisted but then she told me that she had phoned that place and checked. She even gave me the tel. number +49/ 069- 29 18 80 of The Stall. I did not answer. ?You will regret that, slut? with these words she closed the session. As everybody can imagine I had a terrible night. The day after I got the following mail:

Slut,

I am angry that youhave not followed my instructions and I told you that you would regret that.You will get a last chance. If you miss it I will stick to our agreement, youknow what that means. You have one week to find a gay in that leather bar TheStall in Frankfurt whom you offer to give a blowjob in exchange for just one Euro.

Additionally, youmust get proof of having done this. Have someone take pictures showing yousucking him, identifying you with his cock in your mouth, and pictures withhis cum on your face. I want at least 10 pictures. I know that the pictureshave to be shot by a third person but how you arrange that is your problem.

When you have 10pictures, mail them to me.? And youbetter have them still by Saturday night as otherwise I will disclose yourname, address and a picture of yourself in your slave register and unless Ireceive the pics by Wednesday next week your boss will get in touch with youon that.

And from now onwardsyou will begin to use the name 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' in allconversations, correspondence, and messages you will have to post.

?Your Mistress

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It was Wednesday evening and I was shocked. My first thought was to write her back and cancel our agreement, but got aware that this wouldn?t work. So I mailed my Mistress not to insist ? but in vain. She even got angry and answered that there was no way out and that she now would consider aggravating my duties.

I had been trapped, realising that I wanted be forced to do things I do not like to do, now there was no more way out.

Finally, on Friday evening I decided to go for it. I dressed as sluttish as I could, black leather trousers with a prominent zip on the ass, black bra under white t-shirt, put 3" high heels and a rain coat on and went by train to The Stall. As I checked myself in the mirror, I saw a sissy with beard in sissy clothing, looking like a crossdressing slut in search of a trick. I got to The Stall at about 9 p.m. when they had just opened, found a table to sit at where I could be seen from most of the bar and ordered a glass of wine.

After all, it wouldn't help to hide, in the opposite I was hoping someone would approach me and I wouldn't have to propose strangers to blow them, prostituting me and facing rejections that can go along with that. Gradually, the bar crowded with mostly muscular leather gays and I felt everything else than comfortable.

I had been sitting there about 45 minutes when a guy came over and sat opposite me at the table and asked, "What is a sissy like you doing in a place like this?" It was such a clich?, I couldn't help but smile as I replied, "What all sissies look for at such places. May be I am looking for somebody."

"And may be you have found somebody."

I blushed and introduced myself as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cocksucking slut' and he asked me what I was here to find. Instead of answering I just reached in my purse and handed him a printout of the mail my MISTRESS had sent me. The only other things in my purse were my digital camera, my keys, and some money.

He read the mail several times and then smiled, "So have you sucked many cocks, gunnarsub?"

"No, never so far but there's a first time for everything," I said trying to sound convincing.

"Yes there is, indeed, there is. Do you have a room we can go to?" I blushed, definitely I couldn?t take this guy not to my apartment "I hadn't thought of that, sorry."

"Well, it takes some time to learn to become a slut, I suppose. Let me say goodbye to my friends and I'll meet you in the parking lot."

His name was Marcel and he was an athletic built guy with blonde hair and about 6'2" tall. If I was going to have to suck a cock for my Mistress at least I hadn't had to suck off some fat slob, so I was feeling pretty lucky as I finished my drink and went out to the parking lot to wait for Marcel. He came out and escorted me to his BMW and we drove to his apartment in the outskirts of Frankfurt. When we arrived there I was so desperate and miserable as I knew that there was no more way out. Trembling of shame I finally was standing in front of the apartment door.

After we had entered, he told me "Since I am the customer and you are the slut, you have to do what I tell you, right?" "Yes, Sir," I replied, getting into character.

He took off my shirt and cuffed my hands behind my back. This was the moment when I crossed the Rubicon. I reminded him of the pics I needed. ?Don?t worry,? was all he said. In this moment I realised that there was another guy entering the room with a video cam in his hands. Marcel gave me a piece of paper and ordered to read its content at high voice. It read:

Thisone is slave and slut gunnarsub.

Thisone should be fucked or, even better, raped

?whenever his Master commands

?wherever hisMaster commands

?in any way his Master commands, and

?by whomever his Master commands.

Reluctantly, I read it. Marcel slapped me in the face and commanded me to repeat it in the way a slave does. Thinking of the pics I needed I did it. Then Marcel pulled down my trousers right to my ankles presenting myself in a rather ridiculous way. The other guy had recorded the whole scene. Only a minute later I was on my knees, he opened his zip and a half erected cock appeared. He then pulled his cock out of his pants and rested it on my lower lip. "Beg me to make you a cock sucking slut, gunnarsub."

"Please Sir, please let me suck your cock, let me be your slut."

As I hesitated he gripped my hair and forced his cock into my face. "Suck me, slut." As I still hesitated he again slapped me in the face and so I started to lick. I had never tasted another man's cum before, very rarely my own, thus I practically stopped licking again. Without saying a word Marcel left the room but returned only seconds later approaching me from behind. He forced something metallic into my mouth, and strapped it hehind my neck. "This is a whitehead gag, slut", he said.? "It is used to hold the mouth open during surgery when access to the mouth is needed." He laughed. With this device I have the capability to ratchet your mouth open as far as I want." With that he began turning the ratchet, and my mouth began opening.

Soon I was powerless offering my wide opened mouth. His cock grew and then he forced it into my mouth. Tears in my eyes I started sucking. "Fucking little slut! You call that cocksucking? I'll whip you if you don?t do a better job!" It didn?t make me horny at all but I finished the job and he cummed partly into my mouth and on my face. I just was not able to swallow his cum and spit it on the ground. ?Lick my cum from the floor, slut.? I wanted to protest but again Marcel slapped me into the face and told me that I would have to regret spitting out his cum. I tried to lick his cum from the floor but just couldn?t. He kicked me in the ass and I fell with my face in his cum. He continued kicking me in the ass, shouting again that I I would have to regret spitting out his cum.

I didn?t dare say anything and they pushed me towards the entrance door still with my trousers down at my ankles. There Marcel unlocked the cuffs, they pushed me out of the door with a kick in the ass, and then the door was closed. A second later it opened again but only to throw out my shirt and my coat.

My way back home was like in a dream. Although I immediately cleaned my face with a tissue I still feel like having the taste of his cum in my mouth. I had performed a blowjob for somebody I don?t know, I did not have the pics requested, and now even fear what these two guys might do with the video recorded. The only good thing is that they do not know my name.

In the next online session I informed my MISTRESS about the whole story. As I did not have the proof documented by the 10 pics, at first, she insisted that I had to find another ?customer? in The Stall. But then she decided that I would have to go back to this gay couple and get properly trained as a slut. Furthermore, as I did not have the pics my MISTRESS told me that I will have to get a tattoo between my cock and my navel, marking me with 5 cm high bold letters as slave and to show evidence to her by webcam during our next session.

For sure, I had to avoid being marked as a slut on my upper arms since this would have meant that within short time somebody would detect these tattoos. Being marked as slave was bad enough, however, the region above my dick was at least more ?private?.? So I decided to be on the safe side and ensure that the poll would be at my favour. My proposal was the following:

I should haveto report back to this guy Marcel and ask him and his friend to train me astheir slut during a series of sessions. During all sessions I should be keptnaked and in chains and get whipped immediately if they are not satisfiedwith my performance. My training should be most humiliating and recorded inpics and videos for the perusal of my MISTRESS.

They shouldchain me to the ceiling with my hands cuffed above my head and my feed spreadby a bar. Then they should whip me until I beg them to fuck me and to licktheir boots. I should not only be forced to provide blowjobs to Marcel andhis friend, but have to keep their cum in my mouthas long as they wish and subsequently swallow it.

I know thatbecoming a slut means to have to prostitute myself. Therefore I am preparedto be put at the disposal of other gays under the condition that they use condomswhen I have to service them. They might be furnished, too, with the right towhip me and punish me without mercy it I do not comply with all their orders.

slave and slutgunnarsub

Fortunately, the members of that ntcweb forum voted the poll in my favour, so my MISTRESS dropped the request to be marked as a gay slut on my upper arms. But she told me that she likes the proposals made by members of that ntcweb forum suggesting that I should not only be trained as a slut but recommending that I am forced to offer my ass for money, but for not more than one buck.

Another member stated that ?Sucking cock and swallowing cum is something a sissy does. A sissy will take up the ass if that?s what the Domme wants. A sissy will also be the cleanup girl for a Domme after she had sex with her stud, if that is what she wants. Perhaps she needs to get you used to this concept.?

A late entry of another member requested ?I think you should have cocksucker tattooed on your lips in bright red so you can only hide it by wearing lipstick?.

Now I know what my MISTRESS could do to me if I do not obey her. I should state once more that I am a straight guy, I am neither gay, nor bi, and definitely I am not a sissy. I never in my life had any sexual contact so far with another male. The only kick for me is the humiliation. What I could imagine to do if forced is to lick the cum out of my MISTRESS right after she had sex with her lover. I do not like to suck the cock of this guy Marcel nor do I want to be fucked by another male. But now it is too late, I do not have the choice anymore but put myself at the disposal of Marcel and his friend. I will have to do it as my MISTRESS reassured me that she will do what I had asked her, namely to publish all the documentation in her hands what I have to avoid under all means. The only thing I take comfort from is that it is for a limited number of sessions only, and definitely I will not extend the contractual initial 6 months period with my MISTRESS.

How wrong I was.

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My MISTRESS now ordered me to report to Marcel on next Friday evening and to stay there until Sunday evening for my initial training.

The training itself ought to be as outlined and my MISTRESS told me that there will be definitely a number of sessions to follow.

She ordered me to ask Marcel to mail her at least 20 pics right during my initial training session and told me that she would discuss further details of my training directly with Marcel. Furthernore, she ordered me that from today onwards I would have to carry with me at any time a pair of steel cuffs, a heavy steel collar and a leash, a butt plug, lubricant and at least a dozen condoms in a pink ladies handbag.

I was definitely anxious of what was going to happen. As ordered by my MISTRESS, on Friday evening I was on the way to report to Marcel. Actually, I did not have a phone number of Marcel but only his name and address. When I arrived at the apartment building where he was living I kept watching it for more than one hour as I just did not dare enter. I was so desperate and miserable as I knew that I had no other alternative than to submit to this gay who even had treated me like shit when we met the first time and who had threatened that I would regret to having swallowed his cum.

Trembling of shame I finally was standing in front of the apartment door and rang the bell. But instead of him or his friend a giant black guy whom I did not know opened the door and asked me not unfriendly what I wanted. I asked for Marcel but was told that he was not at home. It was a strange situation and I did not know what to do.

It was as I had a lump in my throat. So I said that that I was here for a job to do and that I wanted to talk with Marcel about it. He simply asked me for what job. For a moment I thought to tell him that I would come back again the next day, but then it came to my mind that my MISTRESS had ordered me to report to Marcel today and I did not want to risk failing to obey Her order again. I got to understand that I was trapped. I always had dreamt to get humiliated but this was no dream, this was bitter reality. I did not have an alternative, I had to stay.

The black giant asked me to enter and repeated his question for what job. As I hesitated to answer he went out of the room and I thought perhaps he would phone Marcel. But instead of that the guy returned with a pile of papers in his right hand, looked at me and then threw the papers on the floor. I blushed, the papers were pics showing me blowing Marcel. They had not only documented my humiliation but even shared it with others.

I wanted to pick up the photos but the black guy took hold of me and cuffed my hands behind my back. He asked again for what job. So I said that somebody had sent me to offer myself for training to become a slut for gays. He laughed, but didn?t answer and I felt like a crab in boiling water.

Still without a comment he put a rope around my neck, fixed it to a hook on the wall, and left the room without saying anything further. Now I was caught.

After what seemed to be ages the door opened again and Marcel and his friend who had taken the video entered. Marcel said ?So you want us to train you as a slut. Do you know what that means for you??

At low voice I started to explain my situation, that I was fully in the power of my MISTRESS, that She had all this confidential and compromising information, and that I was ordered to ask him and his friend to train me as their slut during a series of sessions, naked and being kept in chains and that I should getting whipped immediately if they are not satisfied with my performance.

Coolly, Marcel stated that he would be prepared to look into my proposal, but only at his terms. He unfastened me from the wall and unlocked my cuffs. ?You have to make up your mind now! You still have the chance to leave, but then do it now and never come back. If you like to stay, there will be no way out, we won?t let you out as our slave ever again.

There are 3 simple and basic rules:

?         You will obey any order at any time and any place, and we will motivate you with the whip that you will always give more than your best in the way you perform.

?         Under no circumstances you are allowed to speak without being spoken to.

?         We will ensure that you will experience a hell of humiliation and pain as a slut.

And be assured that we will break you whether or not we are satisfied with your performance. But if you fail to comply you will be whipped and tortured in a way that is beyond your imagination. Is that understood? Now leave, or strip and become our slave.?

I was caught. There was no way out since I could not afford to leave as that would have meant for sure that my homepage with my full real name, address, and phone would be disclosed, the slave contract be published, and a mail sent to my boss. So I started to strip. A couple of minutes later I was cuffed again, but now being nude.

Marcel?s friend opened my ladies? handbag. They laughed when they saw it?s contents. He took the heavy steel collar, showed it to Marcel and stated ?Have a look, the padlock cannot be accessed by any tool. That means the collar cannot be removed without the key. Why not use a padlock of ours and avoid that there any reserve key may be still with our slave.? Marcel laughed and said ?Great idea. I think our slave has got a problem already now. How will he remove the collar without our help?? And his friend continued ?Our slave will have to show us where he lives and to tell us his real name, as on Sunday the collar? will be removed only at his home.? Marcel smiled and added ?Not only that, we will remove it only if we are furnished with the same rights and information as his MISTRESS and his boss will get a mail right away unless our slave shows up for the next session.? I started trembling when the collar was closed around my neck. Things were going into a direction I had not been expecting and had completely gone out of my control.

I pleaded not to do that, offering do everything if they did not deprive me of my identity.? Marcel slapped me in the face and icily remarked ?You were not asked for your comments. You are not allowed to talk without being asked. We will show you what it entails to break a basic rule. You will be caned without mercy.?

They gagged me, fixed my hands to a chain dangling from the ceiling and locked my legs in a spreader bar. Then Marcel ordered me to expose my ass to the cane. Although I obeyed I suddenly felt a most painful stinging whip on my shoulders. The pain was almost unbearable. Marcel told me that this strike was not going to be counted as it should only support to use more efforts to expose my ass to the cane. With tears in my eyes I tried to stretch out and expose my ass even more to the cane. The strike on my ass caused pain like hell. As a result my whole body swung forward. Again the order from Marcel ?Expose your ass to the cane.? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????

I do not know how I survived the next half an hour. This was not the pain I like, this was torture I could not stand. They caned me in a way I never had been experiencing before and I was not in a position to stop them. I swept and cried but there was no mercy and I began to understand what they meant with breaking me and that they might force me into a level of slavery I never had anticipated.

When it was over, Marcel told me ?Never speak again without being requested to do so, slave.? Then he pointed on his boots. ?Lick them clean, slave, and do a good job or the whipping will continue.? I think I never had been licking boots in such a servile manor before.

"We are going to make you our sissy slave girl! From now on, you will only wear stockings and -girdle under your clothes, but no panties. This will remind you of who is in control and what you are. We will check that regularly. You will serve us like a little slave slut whenever and wherever we want. You will do whatever we tell you, whenever we tell you. You will be sissy slave girl, is that clear, slave?" As this was obviously a question directly addressed to me I answered ?Yes, Master Marcel.? Marcel smiled. ?Be assured, slut, that you will not only learn to offer your ass to all my friends but also to do your utmost to strech out your ass to the whip.?

Francis, this is the name of Marcel?s friend, brought me some water in a bowl and put it on the floor. I was glad because I was now really thirsty. With my hands cuffed on the back, I kneeled and tried to put my mouth into the water.

In this very moment he pissed over my head, my hair got wet and part of the pee dropped into the bowl, the rest on the floor. I knew that there was no alternative than to empty the bowl what I did. When I wanted to rise again, I realised that Marcel had recorded everything, so they wanted to expand their documentation on my slavery. Then Francis ordered me to lick all the drops of pee from the floor. My aching ass reminded me that it would be better to obey immediately and I heard them laughing. But it came even worse when Marcel said: ?Your training will never end again. We will keep you as our slave and slut."

Francis then chained me to the floor in a way that I could lift my head only for about one foot. He placed a footstool in the centre of the room and put a PC on it in such a manor that I was facing the computer screen. Then Francis started the computer. Images of naked, bound men flashed on the screen for a few seconds and then changed. Several pictures went by and then I saw a video of a man kneeling, completely nude, and sucking a dick. And then it hit me - the man on the video was me! Then there was a slide show of pics. Francis had recorded pictures showing me in most embarrassing situations and ? there was another one? and another... and another?! I always wanted to become a slave, now I knew had become one, but with no way out.

In this position I was kept for the night.

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On Saturday early morning I was told that Marcel and Francis had agreed upon with my MISTRESS that I would get belted with a Latowksi type chastitybelt for an unspecified period with Marcel as keyholder. I had to go by train to "Nordbogge". Nordbogge is the name of the small train station nearest Mario Latowski, the manufacturer of the high quality steel Latowski chastity belt. The steel collar was left around my neck, but fortunately I was allowed to wear a sweater, so that the collar was almost not visible.

Mario Latowski lives in a small, rural village. He had me put on a "sports dress" which was an outfit that a wrestler might wear. Mario selected a chastity belt designed to measure the customer and the silicone chamber for my penis. The fitting took about half an hour and I was told that an invoice would be mailed to me and that a bank transfer of the money would be fine. The finished belt would be sent by courier mail to Marcel a couple of weeks later.

I took the train back and when I returned to Marcel?s apartment in the evening not only Marcel and Francis were there, but also the giant black I had met the day before and another black guy with the body of a bodybuilder. I was ordered to strip, got my hands cuffed on the back and then Marcel holding the camera in his hands explained to me that I should animate their two guests. If I managed that one of them fucked me while blowing the other I would escape from a severe whipping, otherwise I first would get whipped and subsequently get fucked...

Knowing that speaking would entail a severe whipping anyhow I dropped on my knees, crawled over to them and started obsequiously licking the boots of the first guy. But he lifted his foot, and, when I followed with my tongue, pushed me to the ground.

Lying on my back I continued licking his boots. With the corner of my eye I saw Marcel videoing the scene and I knew that already now they had more than enough material to blackmail me and that I had no more an alternative but to serve them indefinitely as their slave. I really tried hard to make the two guys horny thus providing Francis with most compromising film material but in vain. After some 10 minutes Francis decided that I should get motivated for better performance.

Shortly thereafter I was standing naked in a room in the basement, my arms stretched to either side above my head, my hands cuffed and attached to the ceiling. I was stretched to the point, so that only the tiptoes of my bare feet touched the cold basement floor, thus displayed and exposed to the whip. They also cuffed my ankles, then with icy voice Francis hold my chin and said ?slave, I can assure you that you will learn to do an outstanding job as a slut?. Then he addressed the two giant queer blacks and asked them whether they wanted to lash me. One of the two had already a cane in his hands and was stroking his horrible instrument of pain as he stood at the place where the chains were dangling from the ceiling. The huge bulge in his black leather jock shorts indicated an enormous erection. Now I knew that they would not only enjoy whipping me but it made them horny.? I knew that the more sexually excited they became, the more they would make me suffer.

After only a few lashes hitting hard across the cheeks of my ass, I screamed out loud. " N N NO Mercy No NO more Oh god, oh God, stop it please. Please have mercy, please have mercy on me please, what do you want. I'll do everything." "Beg me to fuck you like a dog, and the whipping will stop" the one black told me. "P please, I'll do everything, please everything you want I'll do everything for ever, but no more please, no more. I can't stand the pain. Pleeeease, Sir, fuck me, rape me, do anything but please, please, stop the cane."

"Now, beg me to share you later on with all our friends, beg that they all will fuck you and you avoid this bull whip."? "No, no, God please don?t let your friends know. I cannot afford that more people know that I am a slave. Please, Sir fuck me, but please, please let your friends out" I wailed. He took the bullwhip again.? "You were supposed to be quiet, I?m not sure you know

what you want to do. " "Please NOOO" I wailed.? He let me have a lash across my ass.? I thought I would rip my arms off as I jerked against the restraints.? "Want another?"? he asked.? I just sobbed.

Another lash, this one a little lower across the top of my thighs. Another blood curdling scream.? "Now, do you want me to stop?" he asked me.? "Yes" I barely choked out.? "Good, now ask me to fuck you and then tell my friends" he told me.? I didn?t answer, just sobbed. The cruel lash was brought up again and again on my back and on my ass. I bellowed like a wild animal and jerked convulsively. I was almost mad because of the pain, my naked body was dripping with agony sweat. My screams were hoarse now after all that screaming for mercy. The black queer again swung the cruel whip down on my back, ass, and thighs. He gave me another series of lashes.? I started crying again "N not again, nn nooo EEEEEIIIIIAAAA? ARRRRRAGAGG aarrrriiiiaaaa no more please, no more.."

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"Is there something you want to ask me?" he said.? I sobbed, and then said "Please, Sir, fuck me and then share me later on with your friends, I will beg them that they all will fuck me." He put down the whip and said "Good, you?ve made the right decision."

Later that night they locked me into a pillar fixing my head and exposing my ass. They told me that I would be allowed to plea them not to stop fucking me or they would continue whipping me. I knew that I had no alternative, so I begged them to make me their slut. I told them that I needed to eat cum and that I also needed cum up my ass. Eventually, they penetrated me simultaneously from both sides and this kept on for ages. But for me even worse, Francis had recorded the whole evening with his video camera.

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On Sunday morning Marcel released me from my chains, threw my trousers, t-shirt as well as the ladies handbag on me and told me that we would be leaving for my place. He had not given me my shoes and while I still wondered, Marcel threw a pair of lady boots with high heels in front of my feet requesting to put them on. Still collared with the massive steel collar around my neck I knew that I had no other choice than to take them to my home otherwise the steel collar would stay, which I could not afford as I had to go to the office the other day.

Then I saw how Francis took a rubber full with cum from a chest of drawers, he made a knot in it and ordered me to open my mouth. Francis stuffed the rubber into my mouth and threatened "You will keep this rubber in your mouth until I tell you to take it out. I do not joke, slut. You would regret dropping it, I assure you." Red like a boiled crab I obeyed.

Instead of going to Marcel?s car Francis told me that I would have to learn to present myself as a whore in public and that therefore walking to my apartment would be a good exercise.

Walking for almost one hour two steps in front of Marcel and Francis in my high heels, carrying the pink ladies? handbag in my arm, and forced to keep my crammed full mouth shut was a humiliating exercise and even more so when we? came closer to my apartment. Fortunately, none of my neighbours seemed to have seen us.

When we finally had arrived and entered my apartment my wrists were cuffed again behind my back. Without saying a word Marcel seized the key and put it into his jacket. It was obvious that he would not return the key to me. Looking around Francis took a bowl and put it in front of me. "Spit the rubber in the bowl, slut." I did as requested, spitting out not only the rubber but also all the saliva along with it, relieved in view of that permission. Francis took a pair of scissors, cut the rubber and poored the cum into the bowl, eventually leeting also the rubber drop into it. "Lick the bowl clean, slut! " Being humiliated in my own apartment I obeyed.

Now Marcel and Francis knew my address, they demanded me to give them my telephone and mobile number and got it. Then Francis saw my PC. He switched it on and the request for my password appeared. I had to disclose it. Even that was humiliating since the password I use is the same in all cases, namely ?sklave3?. When they checked my "Own Files" they detected not only all the gay and femdom pics I had downloaded from the net, the Yahoo groups in which I am a member, and my comprehensive homepage, but also all my private and business e-mail addresses, and last but not least the slave contract which I had concluded with my MISTRESS and a folder with all my personal details and wishes as a slave. They copied everything and mailed it to their address. I was fully at their mercy and I knew that they had got me at my balls.

Reading the slave contract Marcel decided to make a series of amendments, had it printed twice and then ordered my to sign both copies, immediately comparing my signature with my signature on other documents. He took both signed copies and told me that I would need none, since I could still read the amended contract in my PC. Obviously, now they had another piece of evidence that I had become their slave for ever.

Francis unlocked my steel collar and the cuffs and then they left. Right at the entrance door Marcel turned back once more and said ?Slut, tomorrow morning you will go and buy another mobile phone. Tomorrow by noon you will let us know the phone number. From now onwards you will have this mobile always on and with you. We may give you orders by phone at any time. If you don?t answer a call immediately you will be punished in a way you will never forget again. Immediately means that you have to answer the phone before the third sound. And just remember to identify yourself loud and clearly as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' on the phone. We don?t mind if other people are around when we call and they learn that you are a cocksucking slut.

And you will register yourself as slave and slut gunnarsub in Queerit, we will look there for customers for you and make it known that you are a whore in need of rough treatment. Introduce yourself as a slave seeking utmost humiliation and offer all members there that you wish to lick their boots, to suck their cocks, and that they make you their slut. And tell them that you need to get whipped every day. I will check this evening that you have done that. And slut, you will post there photos displaying yourself as the sissy you are! All OF THEM SHOWING YOUR FACE, SLUT!

By the way, you talked about a series of sessions when you asked us to train you as a slut. I have good news for you, slut, we are prepared to extend your training. A series of sessions should do to train you as a slut, but according to the slave contract, as we have worded it now, we are obliged to keep you as our slave even after you are properly trained and you have become a slut.

We have amended the Slave Contract to run for a period to 5 years and, if we so decide, may be forever. Unfortunately, at least for you, we are used to stick to every word of contracts. So be sure, we will meet this obligation?.

They left laughing ...

I was in tears, helpless and perplexed, and even more down when I read the slave contract as outlined below:?

Whereas Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx,born on xxxx xx, 1947 in xxxxxx/Germanyand known as slave gunnarsub, thereafter called "The SLAVE" hasagreed to give up voluntarily all rights, personal and legal, in order tobecome the property of The OWNER and whereas Marcel G. thereafter called"The OWNER" has accepted ownership over The SLAVE, the purpose ofthis Slave Contract is to codify and enforce the property rights of the OWNERover the SLAVE. These property rights are total and absolute, The OWNER shallbe entitled to all rights implied by the term ?Ownership? over The SLAVE, andThe SLAVE, as property, shall have no rights whatsoever, either explicitlystated, or by implication.

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Following the initiative and firm wish ofThe SLAVE, both parties agree as follows:

The SLAVE agrees to submit completely to The OWNER in all ways. Thereare no boundaries of place, time, or situation in which The SLAVE maywilfully refuse to obey any order of The OWNER without risking most severepunishment. The SLAVE will never be given the option to act on this owndesire, but will be trained to complete obedience by a combination ofsystematic humiliation and punishment. The SLAVE will be on duty 24 hours a day,7 days a week all over the year without any leisure time for The SLAVE,independent from whether The OWNER is present.

By way of return The OWNER undertakes to humiliate, harass, tortureand punish The SLAVE without any mercy up to and even beyond the limits bymeans of sadistic and mean orders and permanent obligations, The OWNER agreesto invent continuously new torments and cruelties which The SLAVE will haveto endure, and to enforce compliance by most severe punishment and torment.

In particular, The OWNER consents to punish The SLAVE mercilessly atleast as severe as announced, and under no circumstances diminish apunishment threatened in the case of no immediate compliance, lack ofperformance, or poor performance. The OWNER, however, has every right toenlarge any punishment in any way He likes. It is being agreed explicitlythat punishment may even be out of all proportion with regard to themisbehaviour of The SLAVE.

It is up to the sole discretion of The OWNER to decide whether thereis a case of no immediate compliance, lack of performance, or poorperformance. In the opposite, such decision holds true even if not valid atall. Similarly, any allegation of no immediate compliance or lack of performanceif claimed by anyone is to be taken as given. The SLAVE does not have theright to argue even the falsest allegation resulting in a severe punishment.

The OWNER may ask other Mistresses or Masters to execute anypunishment imposed on the slave.

Furthermore, The OWNER consents to ensure that all orders for TheSLAVE will be extremely mean and humiliating, forcing The SLAVE to do things,or do them in a way he never would be prepared to do under normalcircumstances.

The SLAVE will be permanently locked in a steel chastity belt. It isfully at the discretion of The OWNER to deny any sexual relief to The SLAVEas long as He likes, The SLAVE does not have any right for it. However, if inrare cases He considers that, The OWNER will take care that sexual relief forThe SLAVE is combined with extreme pain and utmost humiliation and might evenbe stopped just before orgasm, be it while enforced wanking,be it while The SLAVE gets fucked by The OWNER or one of his friends.

On the other hand, for the pleasure of The OWNER or one of his male orfemale friends it is The SLAVE?s duty to lick orsuck them at any time. Alike, at any time The OWNER can do The SLAVE or askone of His male or female friends to rape him. In any case, there will besevere punishment if The SLAVE?s performance is notabsolutely satisfying, even when being raped.

The OWNER will have male and female lovers and He may vest them withthe right to give orders to The SLAVE and punish him according to theircaprice.

The OWNER will take as long as necessary to train The SLAVE. Trainingwill be harsh, and will by no means be fair. Such training will be deliveredby The OWNER or by other Femdoms or Masters. TheSLAVE may also be sent to a slave training camp for a documented most severetreatment regime.

The OWNER will take videos and photos showing The SLAVE in mosthumiliating situations. It is up to His sole discretion to publish them inthe internet, or in sex magazines or videos which are available in sex shops.These pictures or videotapes become the sole property of The OWNER at thetime the pictures or videotapes are taken. While The SLAVE would prefer tokeep these pictures or videotapes private, The SLAVE understands that theyare not his property and The OWNER may do with them whatever He likes.

The slave may see The OWNER only from time to time,and he is never allowed to contact Him. He will let The SLAVE know when Heneeds him.

The OWNER may loan The SLAVE at any time to any other person. Further,He may charge for The SLAVE?s slut services in anyway He chooses.? Any money or othernegotiable earned in this manner or any other is the sole property of TheOWNER.

This Slave Contract will be concluded for an initial period of 5 yearsand subsequently will continue for an indefinite period of time up to therest of the life of The SLAVE, if not terminated by The OWNER.

The SLAVE has no right to terminate this Slave Contract. In order toavoid that The SLAVE may consider escaping from his obligations it is agreedupon that The OWNER will flush down the toilet the only key of The SLAVE?s chastity belt, if there is any attempt to stayoff from the contractual obligations of this Slave Contract.

One copy of the Slave Contract will be deposited with a notary in asealed envelope with the obligation for the notary to open it and -beforereturning it at the request of any party- mail it to a distribution listincluding The SLAVE?s boss and relatives.

It is agreed upon that this will materialise automatically, should TheOWNER decide to terminate the contract, or on request of the The OWNER should The SLAVE consider escaping from hisobligations. Additional copies will remain with the TheOWNER and the witnesses. There will be no copy for The SLAVE, as there willbe no way for The SLAVE to argue against any rule or regulation of this SlaveContract.

However, instead of terminating this Slave Contract, The OWNER has theright to transfer all rights of this Slave Contract to any other person, ifhe so wishes, without asking The SLAVE. By means of a simple transferdocument this person will then become The OWNER.

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Without any exception all rules apply to allsituations and locations at any given time, may it be when only The OWNER ispresent, may it be in the presence of other people or in the public.

There will be absolutely no safeword for The SLAVE.

The SLAVE shall speak only when being asked or whenThe OWNER gives permission. If being address by somebody else, The SLAVE willwait whether The OWNER instructs him to answer with the words ?answer,slave?.

The SLAVE shall address The OWNER as"MASTER" His male friends as ?SIR? and His female friends as ?MISTRESS?at all times and any place. In the presence of other people The SLAVE willaddress The OWNER at a voice level that it can be clearly understood in whatway The SLAVE has to address The OWNER. The OWNER will never address TheSLAVE in another way than as ?slave? or as ?slut?, and he will ensure thatall his male and female friends will do the same.

The OWNER shall tattoo, brand, or mark the slave on any body part andin any way he so desires. Purpose of such tattoo, brand, or mark should bethe permanent humiliation of The Slave.

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The Slave will not use the toilet without permission of The OWNER.Privacy should not be assumed. The OWNER will frequently order The SLAVE topee on the floor in front of others and then order him to clean the mass withhis tongue.

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Indoors The SLAVE will always be completely nudeapart form his chastity belt and his steel collar. If The SLAVE is on dutyoutdoors The SLAVE will always wear what The OWNER determines to be theappropriate attire for any given situation. This maybe as little as the chastity belt and slave collar, even in public. The factthat this may cause The SLAVE embarrassment is of no concern. The OWNER maycommand ?Strip!?, at which point The SLAVE must stopwherever it is, and immediately strip himself of all clothing on the spot.Whether completely nude, clothed in a revealing or humiliating outfit, orfully dressed, The SLAVE will always make every part of his body available toThe OWNER at any time, displaying and exposing the demanded area within easyreach of The OWNER, and following all spoken commands as to the display andexposure of its body for any and every purpose.

The SLAVE will never touch its penis, scrotum, anus or nipples withoutThe OWNER's permission. They are for His enjoymentonly, not The SLAVE?s.

The SLAVE will always strive to extend his limitsto new heights, so that The OWNER can be increasingly proud of His property.

The Slave shall live by the rule that everything isforbidden which is not explicitly permitted or authorised.

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Affidavit

I, the undersigned Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx, known as slave gunnarsub, certify that I am58 years old, that I am not physically or mentally impaired by influence ofany drugs, including alcohol, or other reason where I do not know what I amdoing and am legally and mentally competent to contract in my own name. I amsigning this document of my own free will, without coercion or pressure ofany kind. No one has made any promises, guarantees, warranties, or offered threatsor inducements of any kind to get me to sign this Slave Contract.

I hereby totally submit to The OWNER without limit and withoutreservation. With full understanding of the meanings and implications of thisSlave Contract, I specifically desire and request The OWNER to force me tocomply if necessary, using any means at The OWNER ?s disposal without anylimit. I specifically request and authorise The OWNER to use force to compelmy obedience, and I specifically request and authorise The OWNER to ignoreanything I may say or do what might in any way be considered a refusal orretraction on my part.

I do want The OWNER to enforce His orders bypunishment without limitation, by making me to do whatever He wantsdone.? I do want that, as one method ofdiscipline, I will get whipped, lashed, or caned. I do want the whippings tohurt and accept that they may leave permanent marks on my body. The OWNER maypunish me either for a lapse in my behaviour, for a completely arbitraryreason, or just for His enjoyment, amusement, or gratification.

I understand that the Sixteenth Amendment prohibits slavery andinvoluntary servitude.? Nevertheless,for my own purposes, I desire to become and to be a slave.? I am signing this Slave Contract in anattempt to affect that status.? Ispecifically request the courts, the law and government not to interfere. I consider any attempt by an outside authorityto limit in any way The OWNER's rights andprerogatives under this Slave Contract to be an unwarranted interference withmy constitutional right to privacy.? Iam of legal age and I am legally an adult who knows what he is doing.? I specifically want this.? In the strongest language I request thegovernment not to"protect" me from the consequences of this decision.

I give up any and all rights of any kind and description. Ispecifically waive any and all protection in law or equity, anyconstitutional rights or protections, and any other rule or regulation thatwould in any way prevent The OWNER from having total control over everyaspect of my life.

I desire to be placed in a position where I CANNOT change mymind.? Recognising that a governmentmay not allow a totally irrevocable contract, no matter how much I want one,I agree to the following clause, which makes it extremely difficult to breakthis Contract.?

This Slave Contract is irrevocable except as provided for in thisparagraph only.

Furthermore, I hereby execute an unconditional, unlimited,irrevocable, assignable Model Release in favour of The OWNER covering allpictures, films, video, audio, public performance, and recordings of me ofany kind, whether true to life or manipulated in any fashion, and allassociated material, including promotional, either factual or fictional. Iwaive all rights to inspect the products before or after use and waive myclaims for embarrassment or mental distress specifically and all other claimsof any sort generally. I consent that such material may be sold with allrevenues due to The OWNER, or distributed free of charges, or put into theinternet at public display.

I accept and even request that The OWNER destroys immediately the onlykey of my chastity belt while I am locked in it, should I ever dare ask TheOWNER for his consent to cancel this Slave Contract. This would clearly leaveme forever locked in the chastity belt, with no possibility at all to removeit ever again.

Last, but not least, I accept that the OWNER may freely trade this Slave Contract to anyone at any time and I will continue to abide by theterms therein.

By my signature below, I acknowledge that I have read, understand, andagree to abide by the rules of this Slave Contract. Of my own free will, asof?????????????????????????????????

July 25. 2004????? Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx??????????

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July 25. 2004????? ???????????????Marcel G.

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The parties also want to have a witness who isprepared to testify about the circumstances under which the Slave Contractwas concluded and that the Slave Contract was entered into voluntarily,consensual, and without coercion or force.

I, being present during the act of signing this Slave Contract,witness that The SLAVE has eagerly entered this Contract at his free will andthat he has confirmed to each of us that he has initiated compiling thisSlave Contract himself. I furthermore confirm that the OWNER has not put anypressure on The SLAVE to this Slave Contract and to renounce all rights as ahuman being.

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It was obvious, I did not have a choice, thus I registered myself as slave and slut gunnarsub in Queerit, offering my body and my ass for use by all group members of that webring.

A few weeks later. The Latowski belt had arrived. Marcel had locked my wrists to chains dangling from the ceiling and my ankles widespread to bolts on the ground. Taking all the pieces of the steel chastity belt from a cupboard, Marcel explains ?There are two locks but one key fits to both of them. And there are three identical keys that fit. Key number one is with a lawyer who has also one original of the slave contract in a sealed envelope. You don't need to know about that. It's a sort of insurance policy. If things go wrong between us, he's got enough information about you to ensure you will regret it up to the end of your life.

"Key number two is with Francis and number three with me. So easy." With a flick of his wrist, he clicks on a hidden light switch and spotlighted the steel and chrome masterpiece. "I have modified the Latowski belt just a bit. Oh, don't get me wrong, it's a wonderful design, but I want to absolutely assure permanence to it. Even this chastity belt might be defeated by cutting or filing, although I doubt that in a Latowski belt this works. But just to be on the safe side I have modified the belt to provide an absolute "secure" protection and I am sure you will like it.

Well, I have added a more permanent accessory to prevent tampering. Embedded within the front part of the belt is a high tensile steel pin neatly positioned above the cock. The entire system is balanced under high tension and would be triggered by cutting or grinding of the belt in any way. Any unauthorised tampering and...." SNAP! In a fast flash, a razor sharp steel pin perforates the cock. "There is no way to open the belt without the proper key. I am quite sure it would be extremely painful if somebody tried. Ingenious isn't it? I can do nothing but stare in speechless horror at the devilish device.

Marcel skilfully adjusts the belt fitting one piece into another. "You are quite safe, as long as you don't try to get free, slave. Finished! Now you will never be able to touch your cock again. But on the other hand you are in the position to offer us your ass at any time". This shocks me even more that having the belt placed on me.

There would be no release for me for quite some time. Over the next few months, I will become very attentive to Marcel's and Francis? needs. The devilish pin within the belt stops all my attempts to get relief. This chastity belt was the best tool to avoid that I ever again would be able to escape from being their slave and slut.

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A few days have passed. I had started learning to live with a chastity belt on. In the beginning I had thought that everybody would detect that I was belted. But the Latowski belt is not visible under normal clothing, at least not when standing or walking. When sitting the Latowski belt is not that comfortable and at work I had to be very careful in order to avoid that one of my colleagues would get suspicious. I just had left the office when Marcel called me on the mobile. Fortunately, nobody was around when I answered 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'. Marcel ordered me to come immediately to his place where instead of a hallo he told me:?

??Take the phone and dial this number. When somebody answers, just say who you are and that your ass and your body would be entirely at his disposal." I looked sharply at Marcel and think "I can't say that!" but do not dare speak.

I picked up the phone and dialed. "Hello?" A deep, male voice. I hesitated, briefly. 'This is gunnarsub, " I said, my voice slightly tremulous, "and my ass and my body are entirely at your disposal." For several seconds there was silence. "If he asks you questions" Marcel murmured "Just answer 'Yes, Sir' or 'No, Sir'." I nodded.

You're gunnarsub, the guy with the chastity belt?" the voice of that man again. I hezitated, shocked that obviously a lot of people already knew that I was locked in a chastity belt. "Yes, Sir" I at last responded. "And you know me?" "No, Sir" I replied. "But you like to offer your body and your ass to people whom you don?t know?" "Not really, Sir." "But you like to get fucked by people whom you don?t know?" I did not know what to answer, so I said again "Not really, Sir."

Marcel suddenly took a riding crop and I got a stinging lash on my back. "You haven't quite grasped your situation yet, slave, have you? "Either you apologise for your rudeness, or you subject yourself to fifty strokes with this crop and ring this number again in an hour's time. Choose. "

Marcel continued "Call him and tell him how sorry you are. Repeat that your ass and your body are entirely at his disposal."

"Hello?" That deep voice again. "Hello, Sir. This is gunnarsub again. I've been ordered to tell you how much I regret my rudeness in not admitting how much like to get fucked by everybody and, too, by people whom I don?t know". I paused. He said nothing. "I really am most sorry for my grossly impolite behaviour, Sir. Please forgive me, Sir!"

His answer was like a choc for me. ?You will have to learn that a slave never ever has the right to state that he does not like something. Even worse, you are not only a slave but a slut. And a slut mostly gets fucked by people whom he doesn?t know. And secondly, you were ordered to introduce yourself as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' in all conversations, what you have not done. I will ask Marcel that you will get severely punished for that matter of disobedience.?

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Only a few minutes later I was for the second time naked in that room in the basement which was equipped like a mediaeval torture chamber, spread eagled locked up in a pillory, and unable to move. My chastity belt was removed and alligator clamps with weights attached put on my nipples, ass and shoulders exposed for whipping. Marcel and Francis lashed me without mercy, then left the room keeping me locked in the pillory. After some time they came back and asked me again, ignoring all my pleas for mercy. In this position I was kept and the lashing continued with breaks in between up to midnight, with me screaming and pleading.

Several times I was also raped by Marcel and Francis and I was even glad about that since during this time I was not lashed.? With the experience of that evening, instantly learning the consequences of disobedience I knew that now I would accept even prostituting myself. And they gave me 10 Golden Rules in writing:

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1.     The slave hasno rights, only obligations.

2.     The Mastershave all rights and no obligations.

3.     The slave isjust another object for use when and how it may please them.

4.     The Mastersneed no excuse to torture the slave.

5.     The Mastersenforcing corporal punishment must use all their force, since the slavealways shows more pain than he is really suffering.

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6.     The Masterstake pleasure on making the slave suffer, the more pain for the slave themore pleasure for the Masters.

7.     After usingthe slave for intimate and sexual pleasure the Masters should immediatelytorture him.

8.     In presence ofthe Masters the slave should always be kneeling, head down, unless theycommands differently.

9.     The slave mustnot speak unless so ordered by the Masters.

10. Even when notneeded, the slave should always wear some form of body restraint, in order tobe constantly reminded of his submission to the Masters.

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?Today we are going to have a party and the centre of attraction will be you. Today you will be gangbanged, slave,? Marcel told me instead of a welcome at our next session. Having me stripped to my chastity belt he cuffed my left wrist to my left ankle and my right wrist to my right ankle, forcing me in a bent position and offering my ass. He locked the steel collar around my neck, and fixed a leash to it pulling me to the living room. In there were some eight men, Francis and the two black giants who had fucked me already during my first session. The others I did not know. From the way they were looking at me I got that it would not be an easy day for me. Marcel told me that I would have to suck off all these well hung gentlemen and get them in my ass as many times as they could manage. I would not be allowed to cum and was even not able to achieve an erection due to my chastity belt.

To start I had to greet all guests by licking their boots exposing my ass prominently with the opening in the chastity belt to the others. Then Francis forced me on my knees, put crocodile clamps with weights on my nipples, and cuffed my wrists behind my back. ?Remember that we will whip and torture you without mercy unless we are satisfied with your performance or if you fail to comply. Is that understood?" Marcel threatened and continued ?and you will swallow all cum. Do not dare spit it out, slut."

Some of the cocks I blew until they cummed, others stick their cock in getting it ready for fucking me. My nipples ached terribly as the weights started moving when they stuffed me from both sides. When one of them was done, the next gay took over and that was repeated until all had finished.

Slut?, Marcel stopped me right in my movement, ?may I ask you to do me a favour?? This was a rhetorical question with no answer expected and I did not dare answer. ?I would like you to remember this great day and share it with other people, too. By next Friday, you will get a tattoo on your back right above the chastity belt stating in bold letters Marcel was here on the left side, many others too on the right side and in between an arrow pointing downwards to your asshole. Everybody will understand what that means and treat you as what you are, namely a slut. On next Friday we will check?.

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Getting the tattoo was most embarrassing, I did not only have to explain what I was after but had to display also my chastity belt to the guy in there. Contrarily to the first time when I had got the tattoo there marking me as slave below my navel, the shop owner rejected when I wanted to pay cash but insisted that I paid by credit card, thus getting my full name. But he was still not satisfied and wanted to see my passport as well, claiming that this would be their paying policy. I knew that I would meet this guy from the tattoo shop soon again.

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End of part one

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The story of sissyslave gunnarsub

 

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I often dream to get enslaved by SUPERIORS who are more than eager to dominate and humiliate males, SUPERIORS who force me into unlimited obedience and especially also force me into ways of acting opposite to my normal behaviour, acting in a way I never would be prepared to under normal circumstances. The driving factor behind this urgent wish is humiliation. Already the thought that I might be forced to do something most humiliating against my own will, with no possibility to resist due to chains or other complete dependency at the mercy of my SUPERIORS, turns me on.

 

My SUPERIORS should made it known to all their friends that I am a slave and slut, by nature they should be cruel, wicked, sadistic, evil, merciless, mean, and by no means fair. Just to give examples, they should

 

?         keep me permanently naked and locked in heavy chains, manacles, cuffs, and collar dedicating me fully at their mercy,

 

?         collar me with a steel collar that by no means can be removed and that clearly identifies me as cocksucking sissyslut gunnarsub,

 

?         keep me locked in a steel, inescapable chastitybelt and then make me really horny but deny me any satisfaction as long as they like,

 

?         force me to obey them without any restriction and even offer me as a victim to their friends and let them have their cruel fun with me,

 

?         humiliate me in front of all their friends and in public. There should be no limitation in humiliating me, obedience to even the most humiliating orders should be enforced without mercy, and orders never taken back,

 

?         enjoy tormenting me just for their pleasure, and make it difficult for me to perform up to their satisfaction,

 

?         under penalty of most severe whippings never allow me so speak without their prior explicit request,

 

?         document my humiliation in a comprehensive collection of videos and pics and make it clear to me that they will share this documentation with all those people knowing me should I ever try to escape from staying as their slave and slut, and

 

?         Last but not least completely deny me to make use of a safeword.

 

If I do not meet their high demands, they should punish me cruelly by means of severe whippings, torture, or other appropriate means. If my SUPERIORS so like, punishment might be out of any proportion. After being whipped and tortured without mercy I should be forced to re-execute the order concerned to their complete satisfaction. My SUPERIORS may also ask their friends to whip me until I cry for mercy.

 

 

But let the story begin ...

 

It all started when I decided to publish some of my dreams in an ad and to post the following message in one of the respective Yahoo BDSM groups:

 

Slave available forweekend sessions   ?Hi to all who like to have a"virgin" at their mercy. First, I am not gay but a straight male slave, 58, living in the Frankfurt area in Germany, who is after utmosthumiliation. So far I never have submitted to a male but I like the idea ofbeing fully at the mercy of a gay couple or a group during an evening orweekend session with no safeword and no way out. I get a kick out of being forced into unlimited obedience as their slave, notknowing what will be ordered next and to whom I will have to serve, too. In order to ensure that I will not be in the position to escape, I should bekept nude and locked in chains and manacles with a heavy, massive steel slavecollar around my neck. I should be kept locked that way until I have executedall orders for my utmost humiliation to the complete satisfaction of thewhole crowd. In order to provide them with all power to force me to unlimited obedience Ishould not be allowed to speak if not asked and any failure should entail amost severe whipping in such a way that I dare not speak again. Similarly, if they are not satisfied with my performance, I should bepunished, whipped and tortured cruelly without mercy. Punishment should by noway enable me to escape from obedience, but thereafter I should be forced toperform that order under even stricter circumstances. They should make me lick their boots in front of their friends and have melick them also in public. On the basis of safe and sane sex I should beforced to suck all their cocks. I should get whipped until I beg them to fuckme and make me their slut. In order to increase my humiliation they may record the session andsubsequently post the pics in this group. See my homepage http://www.geocities.com/gunnarsub/enslaved.html slave and slut gunnarsub

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Actually, being straight, for the purpose of humiliation I wanted to put myself into a situation where some gays would have me at their mercy, humiliate me and I would have no choice but to obey them. I imagined that they would force me to lick their boots and perhaps some of them might go one step further and tell me to suck them. Whereas I liked the idea of licking their boots, for sure, I would not be prepared to suck any of them. The charm of uncertainty what would happen then, that I would have no more control over my fate, that they might force me into obedience, the inherent humiliaton of the whole scene were the driving force for placing my ad.

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The response was poor. Apart from a professional MISTRESS for on-line training and humiliation there was no reply at all. So eventually I decided to answer that MISTRESS and soon thereafter I entered into a special agreement with her. For a reasonable monthly fee she accepted to give assignments to me as her sissy slave. Since amongst others I especially also wanted to be forced to obey doing humiliating things against my will, I furnished her with my full real name, address, and phone, as well as with a series of pics showing me in a most compromising fashion.

 

In addition, I disclosed to her my then Yahoo password and we agreed that she would change the password and thus prevent that I could make any changes to my homepage, where ?as you can check- is stored compromising documentation about me as a slave. There is a pic on the homepage from which I can be clearly identified and some others show me in most compromising situations.

 

Moreover, I furnished her with the password to The Slave Register where I am registered as a slave 000-713-150 and she changed my password, meaning that I cannot prevent her from displaying there, too, my full name, address, compromising pictures, and disgusting information unless I do not obey all her orders.

 

Last, but not least, I even provided her with the mail address of my boss and we agreed that she would send him a mail disclosing the link to my homepage and to the site where I am registered as slave, advising him to go there and find some most interesting information on one of his employees if I failed to obey her orders during the initial 6 months period of our agreement.

 

With other words, we had agreed she would blackmail me unless I obeyed all her assignments. I was now receiving mails from her with instructions on what she expected me to do next. When I entered the agreement I had presumed that my cyber MISTRESS couldn't check to what extent I followed her orders but that turned out to be a crucial failure.

 

Before even the first online session she sent me a mail ordering me to buy a Logitech Quick Cam and advising me that she would supervise our on-line sessions with the help of my Logitech cam, thus controlling to what extent I comply with her orders. She also requested me to be online the next evening at 7 p.m. and to wait for her in Yahoo messenger with my Yahoo-ID gunnarsub2005 and to start My Webcam.

 

She kept me waiting for some 15 minutes but then suddenly, I got her first message ?Strip!? Following her order half a minute later I could watch myself naked on the screen. I had hoped that She would also switch on her webcam but to my disappointment she didn`t. She ordered me to display myself from all sides watched me for some 5 minutes and then told me to put on a bra and to take a 5 min video using the Quick Capture mode and to send her this video as a file through Yahoo messenger.

 

Her instructions were clear, I had to introduce myself as slave and slut gunnarsub but add my real name, address and telephone number, I had to claim that I seek training as a sissy, and more or less the contents of my Yahoo posting. Then I had to turn around, spread my globes, and show them towards the webcam and to state that my ass would be at the disposal of everybody.

 

Making the video even turned me on. Although I was aware that the video was clearly identifying me in most humiliating positions and sending it would provide my online MISTRESS with even more utmost compromising material about me, I sent it. Without any comment she closed the session.

 

The session had excited me so I started wanking and soon cummed. Although this was not a tough session for me thereafter I realized that now I had delivered myself even more at her mercy.

 

According to e-mail instructions I received from her I had to purchase panties, bras, garter belt, and stockings at a local boutique, and to wear them under my clothes not only at home, but also in public. I had to put these undies on during our sessions and to file her many pics taken by my webcam. She forced me to suck a dildo and to fuck myself with it; again I had to document everything and to file it to her.

 

During the next session she made it clear to me that now I was a helpless sissy, that I would would be under her control, that I would have no more chance to escape her training. She ordered me to wear women's underwear not only here and then, but at any time. Going outside, I had to wear crotchless panties, garter belts, nylon stockings and bras under my normal shirt and pants. Futhermore, she ordered me to wear lipstick and lipliner in my apartment and to practice walking steadily in high heels.

 

She ordered me to try on a lipstick at a boutique, what I did not do, and to wet myself in public, what I did since I had to take photos with my digital camera for evidence. To some extent I took it lenient and that was the next mistake I made.

 

She caught me when she had ordered me one evening to go fully dressed as a sissy to a leather fetish bar in Frankfurt called The Stall, a homo outlet at Stiftsstrasse 22, next to metro station An der Hauptwache. As this time she had not ordered me to show evidence with photos and at the same time I was too ashamed to go there since MISTRESS had ordered me not to take any male piece of clothing with me. Nevertheless, during our next online session I claimed that I would have been there what actually was not true.

 

She went on asking for details, so I just built up a story also telling her how embarassed I felt.

 

Then suddenly she said that she felt I wouldn?t have been there. I insisted but then she told me that she had phoned that place and checked. She even gave me the tel. number +49/ 069- 29 18 80 of The Stall. I did not answer. ?You will regret that, slut? with these words she closed the session. As everybody can imagine I had a terrible night. The day after I got the following mail:

 

Slut,   I am angry that youhave not followed my instructions and I told you that you would regret that.You will get a last chance. If you miss it I will stick to our agreement, youknow what that means. You have one week to find a gay in that leather bar TheStall in Frankfurt whom you offer to give a blowjob in exchange for just one Euro.   Additionally, youmust get proof of having done this. Have someone take pictures showing yousucking him, identifying you with his cock in your mouth, and pictures withhis cum on your face. I want at least 10 pictures. I know that the pictureshave to be shot by a third person but how you arrange that is your problem.   When you have 10pictures, mail them to me.? And youbetter have them still by Saturday night as otherwise I will disclose yourname, address and a picture of yourself in your slave register and unless Ireceive the pics by Wednesday next week your boss will get in touch with youon that.   And from now onwardsyou will begin to use the name 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' in allconversations, correspondence, and messages you will have to post. ?Your Mistress

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It was Wednesday evening and I was shocked. My first thought was to write her back and cancel our agreement, but got aware that this wouldn?t work. So I mailed my Mistress not to insist ? but in vain. She even got angry and answered that there was no way out and that she now would consider aggravating my duties.

 

I had been trapped, realising that I wanted be forced to do things I do not like to do, now there was no more way out.

 

Finally, on Friday evening I decided to go for it. I dressed as sluttish as I could, black leather trousers with a prominent zip on the ass, black bra under white t-shirt, put 3" high heels and a rain coat on and went by train to The Stall. As I checked myself in the mirror, I saw a sissy with beard in sissy clothing, looking like a crossdressing slut in search of a trick. I got to The Stall at about 9 p.m. when they had just opened, found a table to sit at where I could be seen from most of the bar and ordered a glass of wine.

 

After all, it wouldn't help to hide, in the opposite I was hoping someone would approach me and I wouldn't have to propose strangers to blow them, prostituting me and facing rejections that can go along with that. Gradually, the bar crowded with mostly muscular leather gays and I felt everything else than comfortable.

 

I had been sitting there about 45 minutes when a guy came over and sat opposite me at the table and asked, "What is a sissy like you doing in a place like this?" It was such a clich?, I couldn't help but smile as I replied, "What all sissies look for at such places. May be I am looking for somebody."

 

"And may be you have found somebody."

 

I blushed and introduced myself as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cocksucking slut' and he asked me what I was here to find. Instead of answering I just reached in my purse and handed him a printout of the mail my MISTRESS had sent me. The only other things in my purse were my digital camera, my keys, and some money.

 

He read the mail several times and then smiled, "So have you sucked many cocks, gunnarsub?"

"No, never so far but there's a first time for everything," I said trying to sound convincing.

 

"Yes there is, indeed, there is. Do you have a room we can go to?" I blushed, definitely I couldn?t take this guy not to my apartment "I hadn't thought of that, sorry."

 

"Well, it takes some time to learn to become a slut, I suppose. Let me say goodbye to my friends and I'll meet you in the parking lot."

 

His name was Marcel and he was an athletic built guy with blonde hair and about 6'2" tall. If I was going to have to suck a cock for my Mistress at least I hadn't had to suck off some fat slob, so I was feeling pretty lucky as I finished my drink and went out to the parking lot to wait for Marcel. He came out and escorted me to his BMW and we drove to his apartment in the outskirts of Frankfurt. When we arrived there I was so desperate and miserable as I knew that there was no more way out. Trembling of shame I finally was standing in front of the apartment door.

 

After we had entered, he told me "Since I am the customer and you are the slut, you have to do what I tell you, right?" "Yes, Sir," I replied, getting into character.

 

He took off my shirt and cuffed my hands behind my back. This was the moment when I crossed the Rubicon. I reminded him of the pics I needed. ?Don?t worry,? was all he said. In this moment I realised that there was another guy entering the room with a video cam in his hands. Marcel gave me a piece of paper and ordered to read its content at high voice. It read:

Thisone is slave and slut gunnarsub.   Thisone should be fucked or, even better, raped   ?whenever his Master commands   ?wherever hisMaster commands   ?in any way his Master commands, and   ?by whomever his Master commands.

 

 

Reluctantly, I read it. Marcel slapped me in the face and commanded me to repeat it in the way a slave does. Thinking of the pics I needed I did it. Then Marcel pulled down my trousers right to my ankles presenting myself in a rather ridiculous way. The other guy had recorded the whole scene. Only a minute later I was on my knees, he opened his zip and a half erected cock appeared. He then pulled his cock out of his pants and rested it on my lower lip. "Beg me to make you a cock sucking slut, gunnarsub."

 

"Please Sir, please let me suck your cock, let me be your slut."

 

As I hesitated he gripped my hair and forced his cock into my face. "Suck me, slut." As I still hesitated he again slapped me in the face and so I started to lick. I had never tasted another man's cum before, very rarely my own, thus I practically stopped licking again. Without saying a word Marcel left the room but returned only seconds later approaching me from behind. He forced something metallic into my mouth, and strapped it hehind my neck. "This is a whitehead gag, slut", he said.? "It is used to hold the mouth open during surgery when access to the mouth is needed." He laughed. With this device I have the capability to ratchet your mouth open as far as I want." With that he began turning the ratchet, and my mouth began opening.

 

Soon I was powerless offering my wide opened mouth. His cock grew and then he forced it into my mouth. Tears in my eyes I started sucking. "Fucking little slut! You call that cocksucking? I'll whip you if you don?t do a better job!" It didn?t make me horny at all but I finished the job and he cummed partly into my mouth and on my face. I just was not able to swallow his cum and spit it on the ground. ?Lick my cum from the floor, slut.? I wanted to protest but again Marcel slapped me into the face and told me that I would have to regret spitting out his cum. I tried to lick his cum from the floor but just couldn?t. He kicked me in the ass and I fell with my face in his cum. He continued kicking me in the ass, shouting again that I I would have to regret spitting out his cum.

 

I didn?t dare say anything and they pushed me towards the entrance door still with my trousers down at my ankles. There Marcel unlocked the cuffs, they pushed me out of the door with a kick in the ass, and then the door was closed. A second later it opened again but only to throw out my shirt and my coat.

 

My way back home was like in a dream. Although I immediately cleaned my face with a tissue I still feel like having the taste of his cum in my mouth. I had performed a blowjob for somebody I don?t know, I did not have the pics requested, and now even fear what these two guys might do with the video recorded. The only good thing is that they do not know my name.

 

In the next online session I informed my MISTRESS about the whole story. As I did not have the proof documented by the 10 pics, at first, she insisted that I had to find another ?customer? in The Stall. But then she decided that I would have to go back to this gay couple and get properly trained as a slut. Furthermore, as I did not have the pics my MISTRESS told me that I will have to get a tattoo between my cock and my navel, marking me with 5 cm high bold letters as slave and to show evidence to her by webcam during our next session.

 

Still angry she ordered me, too, to make a proposal to the ntcweb forum "Mail Pillory" how to put into action the suggested training to become a slut for gays and to invite this forum for comments and for a vote in a poll about it. In order to motivate me for a humiliating proposal, my MISTRESS threatened that I would have to get more tattoos on both upper arms marking me in bold letters as gay slut if the poll of the member turned down my proposal as not being sufficient.

 

For sure, I had to avoid being marked as a slut on my upper arms since this would have meant that within short time somebody would detect these tattoos. Being marked as slave was bad enough, however, the region above my dick was at least more ?private?.? So I decided to be on the safe side and ensure that the poll would be at my favour. My proposal was the following:

 

I should haveto report back to this guy Marcel and ask him and his friend to train me astheir slut during a series of sessions. During all sessions I should be keptnaked and in chains and get whipped immediately if they are not satisfiedwith my performance. My training should be most humiliating and recorded inpics and videos for the perusal of my MISTRESS.   They shouldchain me to the ceiling with my hands cuffed above my head and my feed spreadby a bar. Then they should whip me until I beg them to fuck me and to licktheir boots. I should not only be forced to provide blowjobs to Marcel andhis friend, but have to keep their cum in my mouthas long as they wish and subsequently swallow it.   I know thatbecoming a slut means to have to prostitute myself. Therefore I am preparedto be put at the disposal of other gays under the condition that they use condomswhen I have to service them. They might be furnished, too, with the right towhip me and punish me without mercy it I do not comply with all their orders.   slave and slutgunnarsub

 

 

Fortunately, the members of that ntcweb forum voted the poll in my favour, so my MISTRESS dropped the request to be marked as a gay slut on my upper arms. But she told me that she likes the proposals made by members of that ntcweb forum suggesting that I should not only be trained as a slut but recommending that I am forced to offer my ass for money, but for not more than one buck.

 

Another member stated that ?Sucking cock and swallowing cum is something a sissy does. A sissy will take up the ass if that?s what the Domme wants. A sissy will also be the cleanup girl for a Domme after she had sex with her stud, if that is what she wants. Perhaps she needs to get you used to this concept.?

 

A late entry of another member requested ?I think you should have cocksucker tattooed on your lips in bright red so you can only hide it by wearing lipstick?.

Now I know what my MISTRESS could do to me if I do not obey her. I should state once more that I am a straight guy, I am neither gay, nor bi, and definitely I am not a sissy. I never in my life had any sexual contact so far with another male. The only kick for me is the humiliation. What I could imagine to do if forced is to lick the cum out of my MISTRESS right after she had sex with her lover. I do not like to suck the cock of this guy Marcel nor do I want to be fucked by another male. But now it is too late, I do not have the choice anymore but put myself at the disposal of Marcel and his friend. I will have to do it as my MISTRESS reassured me that she will do what I had asked her, namely to publish all the documentation in her hands what I have to avoid under all means. The only thing I take comfort from is that it is for a limited number of sessions only, and definitely I will not extend the contractual initial 6 months period with my MISTRESS.

 

How wrong I was.

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My MISTRESS now ordered me to report to Marcel on next Friday evening and to stay there until Sunday evening for my initial training.

 

The training itself ought to be as outlined and my MISTRESS told me that there will be definitely a number of sessions to follow.

 

She ordered me to ask Marcel to mail her at least 20 pics right during my initial training session and told me that she would discuss further details of my training directly with Marcel. Furthernore, she ordered me that from today onwards I would have to carry with me at any time a pair of steel cuffs, a heavy steel collar and a leash, a butt plug, lubricant and at least a dozen condoms in a pink ladies handbag.

I was definitely anxious of what was going to happen. As ordered by my MISTRESS, on Friday evening I was on the way to report to Marcel. Actually, I did not have a phone number of Marcel but only his name and address. When I arrived at the apartment building where he was living I kept watching it for more than one hour as I just did not dare enter. I was so desperate and miserable as I knew that I had no other alternative than to submit to this gay who even had treated me like shit when we met the first time and who had threatened that I would regret to having swallowed his cum.

 

Trembling of shame I finally was standing in front of the apartment door and rang the bell. But instead of him or his friend a giant black guy whom I did not know opened the door and asked me not unfriendly what I wanted. I asked for Marcel but was told that he was not at home. It was a strange situation and I did not know what to do.

 

It was as I had a lump in my throat. So I said that that I was here for a job to do and that I wanted to talk with Marcel about it. He simply asked me for what job. For a moment I thought to tell him that I would come back again the next day, but then it came to my mind that my MISTRESS had ordered me to report to Marcel today and I did not want to risk failing to obey Her order again. I got to understand that I was trapped. I always had dreamt to get humiliated but this was no dream, this was bitter reality. I did not have an alternative, I had to stay.

 

The black giant asked me to enter and repeated his question for what job. As I hesitated to answer he went out of the room and I thought perhaps he would phone Marcel. But instead of that the guy returned with a pile of papers in his right hand, looked at me and then threw the papers on the floor. I blushed, the papers were pics showing me blowing Marcel. They had not only documented my humiliation but even shared it with others.

 

I wanted to pick up the photos but the black guy took hold of me and cuffed my hands behind my back. He asked again for what job. So I said that somebody had sent me to offer myself for training to become a slut for gays. He laughed, but didn?t answer and I felt like a crab in boiling water.

 

Still without a comment he put a rope around my neck, fixed it to a hook on the wall, and left the room without saying anything further. Now I was caught.

 

After what seemed to be ages the door opened again and Marcel and his friend who had taken the video entered. Marcel said ?So you want us to train you as a slut. Do you know what that means for you??

 

At low voice I started to explain my situation, that I was fully in the power of my MISTRESS, that She had all this confidential and compromising information, and that I was ordered to ask him and his friend to train me as their slut during a series of sessions, naked and being kept in chains and that I should getting whipped immediately if they are not satisfied with my performance.

 

Coolly, Marcel stated that he would be prepared to look into my proposal, but only at his terms. He unfastened me from the wall and unlocked my cuffs. ?You have to make up your mind now! You still have the chance to leave, but then do it now and never come back. If you like to stay, there will be no way out, we won?t let you out as our slave ever again.

 

There are 3 simple and basic rules:

 

?         You will obey any order at any time and any place, and we will motivate you with the whip that you will always give more than your best in the way you perform.

 

?         Under no circumstances you are allowed to speak without being spoken to.

 

?         We will ensure that you will experience a hell of humiliation and pain as a slut.

 

And be assured that we will break you whether or not we are satisfied with your performance. But if you fail to comply you will be whipped and tortured in a way that is beyond your imagination. Is that understood? Now leave, or strip and become our slave.?

 

I was caught. There was no way out since I could not afford to leave as that would have meant for sure that my homepage with my full real name, address, and phone would be disclosed, the slave contract be published, and a mail sent to my boss. So I started to strip. A couple of minutes later I was cuffed again, but now being nude.

 

Marcel?s friend opened my ladies? handbag. They laughed when they saw it?s contents. He took the heavy steel collar, showed it to Marcel and stated ?Have a look, the padlock cannot be accessed by any tool. That means the collar cannot be removed without the key. Why not use a padlock of ours and avoid that there any reserve key may be still with our slave.? Marcel laughed and said ?Great idea. I think our slave has got a problem already now. How will he remove the collar without our help?? And his friend continued ?Our slave will have to show us where he lives and to tell us his real name, as on Sunday the collar? will be removed only at his home.? Marcel smiled and added ?Not only that, we will remove it only if we are furnished with the same rights and information as his MISTRESS and his boss will get a mail right away unless our slave shows up for the next session.? I started trembling when the collar was closed around my neck. Things were going into a direction I had not been expecting and had completely gone out of my control.

 

I pleaded not to do that, offering do everything if they did not deprive me of my identity.? Marcel slapped me in the face and icily remarked ?You were not asked for your comments. You are not allowed to talk without being asked. We will show you what it entails to break a basic rule. You will be caned without mercy.?

 

They gagged me, fixed my hands to a chain dangling from the ceiling and locked my legs in a spreader bar. Then Marcel ordered me to expose my ass to the cane. Although I obeyed I suddenly felt a most painful stinging whip on my shoulders. The pain was almost unbearable. Marcel told me that this strike was not going to be counted as it should only support to use more efforts to expose my ass to the cane. With tears in my eyes I tried to stretch out and expose my ass even more to the cane. The strike on my ass caused pain like hell. As a result my whole body swung forward. Again the order from Marcel ?Expose your ass to the cane.? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????

 

I do not know how I survived the next half an hour. This was not the pain I like, this was torture I could not stand. They caned me in a way I never had been experiencing before and I was not in a position to stop them. I swept and cried but there was no mercy and I began to understand what they meant with breaking me and that they might force me into a level of slavery I never had anticipated.

 

When it was over, Marcel told me ?Never speak again without being requested to do so, slave.? Then he pointed on his boots. ?Lick them clean, slave, and do a good job or the whipping will continue.? I think I never had been licking boots in such a servile manor before.

 

"We are going to make you our sissy slave girl! From now on, you will only wear stockings and -girdle under your clothes, but no panties. This will remind you of who is in control and what you are. We will check that regularly. You will serve us like a little slave slut whenever and wherever we want. You will do whatever we tell you, whenever we tell you. You will be sissy slave girl, is that clear, slave?" As this was obviously a question directly addressed to me I answered ?Yes, Master Marcel.? Marcel smiled. ?Be assured, slut, that you will not only learn to offer your ass to all my friends but also to do your utmost to strech out your ass to the whip.?

 

Francis, this is the name of Marcel?s friend, brought me some water in a bowl and put it on the floor. I was glad because I was now really thirsty. With my hands cuffed on the back, I kneeled and tried to put my mouth into the water.

 

In this very moment he pissed over my head, my hair got wet and part of the pee dropped into the bowl, the rest on the floor. I knew that there was no alternative than to empty the bowl what I did. When I wanted to rise again, I realised that Marcel had recorded everything, so they wanted to expand their documentation on my slavery. Then Francis ordered me to lick all the drops of pee from the floor. My aching ass reminded me that it would be better to obey immediately and I heard them laughing. But it came even worse when Marcel said: ?Your training will never end again. We will keep you as our slave and slut."

 

Francis then chained me to the floor in a way that I could lift my head only for about one foot. He placed a footstool in the centre of the room and put a PC on it in such a manor that I was facing the computer screen. Then Francis started the computer. Images of naked, bound men flashed on the screen for a few seconds and then changed. Several pictures went by and then I saw a video of a man kneeling, completely nude, and sucking a dick. And then it hit me - the man on the video was me! Then there was a slide show of pics. Francis had recorded pictures showing me in most embarrassing situations and ? there was another one? and another... and another?! I always wanted to become a slave, now I knew had become one, but with no way out.

 

In this position I was kept for the night.

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On Saturday early morning I was told that Marcel and Francis had agreed upon with my MISTRESS that I would get belted with a Latowksi type chastitybelt for an unspecified period with Marcel as keyholder. I had to go by train to "Nordbogge". Nordbogge is the name of the small train station nearest Mario Latowski, the manufacturer of the high quality steel Latowski chastity belt. The steel collar was left around my neck, but fortunately I was allowed to wear a sweater, so that the collar was almost not visible.

 

Mario Latowski lives in a small, rural village. He had me put on a "sports dress" which was an outfit that a wrestler might wear. Mario selected a chastity belt designed to measure the customer and the silicone chamber for my penis. The fitting took about half an hour and I was told that an invoice would be mailed to me and that a bank transfer of the money would be fine. The finished belt would be sent by courier mail to Marcel a couple of weeks later.

 

I took the train back and when I returned to Marcel?s apartment in the evening not only Marcel and Francis were there, but also the giant black I had met the day before and another black guy with the body of a bodybuilder. I was ordered to strip, got my hands cuffed on the back and then Marcel holding the camera in his hands explained to me that I should animate their two guests. If I managed that one of them fucked me while blowing the other I would escape from a severe whipping, otherwise I first would get whipped and subsequently get fucked...

 

Knowing that speaking would entail a severe whipping anyhow I dropped on my knees, crawled over to them and started obsequiously licking the boots of the first guy. But he lifted his foot, and, when I followed with my tongue, pushed me to the ground.

 

Lying on my back I continued licking his boots. With the corner of my eye I saw Marcel videoing the scene and I knew that already now they had more than enough material to blackmail me and that I had no more an alternative but to serve them indefinitely as their slave. I really tried hard to make the two guys horny thus providing Francis with most compromising film material but in vain. After some 10 minutes Francis decided that I should get motivated for better performance.

 

Shortly thereafter I was standing naked in a room in the basement, my arms stretched to either side above my head, my hands cuffed and attached to the ceiling. I was stretched to the point, so that only the tiptoes of my bare feet touched the cold basement floor, thus displayed and exposed to the whip. They also cuffed my ankles, then with icy voice Francis hold my chin and said ?slave, I can assure you that you will learn to do an outstanding job as a slut?. Then he addressed the two giant queer blacks and asked them whether they wanted to lash me. One of the two had already a cane in his hands and was stroking his horrible instrument of pain as he stood at the place where the chains were dangling from the ceiling. The huge bulge in his black leather jock shorts indicated an enormous erection. Now I knew that they would not only enjoy whipping me but it made them horny.? I knew that the more sexually excited they became, the more they would make me suffer.

 

After only a few lashes hitting hard across the cheeks of my ass, I screamed out loud. " N N NO Mercy No NO more Oh god, oh God, stop it please. Please have mercy, please have mercy on me please, what do you want. I'll do everything." "Beg me to fuck you like a dog, and the whipping will stop" the one black told me. "P please, I'll do everything, please everything you want I'll do everything for ever, but no more please, no more. I can't stand the pain. Pleeeease, Sir, fuck me, rape me, do anything but please, please, stop the cane."

 

"Now, beg me to share you later on with all our friends, beg that they all will fuck you and you avoid this bull whip."? "No, no, God please don?t let your friends know. I cannot afford that more people know that I am a slave. Please, Sir fuck me, but please, please let your friends out" I wailed. He took the bullwhip again.? "You were supposed to be quiet, I?m not sure you know

what you want to do. " "Please NOOO" I wailed.? He let me have a lash across my ass.? I thought I would rip my arms off as I jerked against the restraints.? "Want another?"? he asked.? I just sobbed.

 

Another lash, this one a little lower across the top of my thighs. Another blood curdling scream.? "Now, do you want me to stop?" he asked me.? "Yes" I barely choked out.? "Good, now ask me to fuck you and then tell my friends" he told me.? I didn?t answer, just sobbed. The cruel lash was brought up again and again on my back and on my ass. I bellowed like a wild animal and jerked convulsively. I was almost mad because of the pain, my naked body was dripping with agony sweat. My screams were hoarse now after all that screaming for mercy. The black queer again swung the cruel whip down on my back, ass, and thighs. He gave me another series of lashes.? I started crying again "N not again, nn nooo EEEEEIIIIIAAAA? ARRRRRAGAGG aarrrriiiiaaaa no more please, no more.."

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"Is there something you want to ask me?" he said.? I sobbed, and then said "Please, Sir, fuck me and then share me later on with your friends, I will beg them that they all will fuck me." He put down the whip and said "Good, you?ve made the right decision."

 

Later that night they locked me into a pillar fixing my head and exposing my ass. They told me that I would be allowed to plea them not to stop fucking me or they would continue whipping me. I knew that I had no alternative, so I begged them to make me their slut. I told them that I needed to eat cum and that I also needed cum up my ass. Eventually, they penetrated me simultaneously from both sides and this kept on for ages. But for me even worse, Francis had recorded the whole evening with his video camera.

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On Sunday morning Marcel released me from my chains, threw my trousers, t-shirt as well as the ladies handbag on me and told me that we would be leaving for my place. He had not given me my shoes and while I still wondered, Marcel threw a pair of lady boots with high heels in front of my feet requesting to put them on. Still collared with the massive steel collar around my neck I knew that I had no other choice than to take them to my home otherwise the steel collar would stay, which I could not afford as I had to go to the office the other day.

 

Then I saw how Francis took a rubber full with cum from a chest of drawers, he made a knot in it and ordered me to open my mouth. Francis stuffed the rubber into my mouth and threatened "You will keep this rubber in your mouth until I tell you to take it out. I do not joke, slut. You would regret dropping it, I assure you." Red like a boiled crab I obeyed.

 

Instead of going to Marcel?s car Francis told me that I would have to learn to present myself as a whore in public and that therefore walking to my apartment would be a good exercise.

 

Walking for almost one hour two steps in front of Marcel and Francis in my high heels, carrying the pink ladies? handbag in my arm, and forced to keep my crammed full mouth shut was a humiliating exercise and even more so when we? came closer to my apartment. Fortunately, none of my neighbours seemed to have seen us.

 

When we finally had arrived and entered my apartment my wrists were cuffed again behind my back. Without saying a word Marcel seized the key and put it into his jacket. It was obvious that he would not return the key to me. Looking around Francis took a bowl and put it in front of me. "Spit the rubber in the bowl, slut." I did as requested, spitting out not only the rubber but also all the saliva along with it, relieved in view of that permission. Francis took a pair of scissors, cut the rubber and poored the cum into the bowl, eventually leeting also the rubber drop into it. "Lick the bowl clean, slut! " Being humiliated in my own apartment I obeyed.

 

Now Marcel and Francis knew my address, they demanded me to give them my telephone and mobile number and got it. Then Francis saw my PC. He switched it on and the request for my password appeared. I had to disclose it. Even that was humiliating since the password I use is the same in all cases, namely ?sklave3?. When they checked my "Own Files" they detected not only all the gay and femdom pics I had downloaded from the net, the Yahoo groups in which I am a member, and my comprehensive homepage, but also all my private and business e-mail addresses, and last but not least the slave contract which I had concluded with my MISTRESS and a folder with all my personal details and wishes as a slave. They copied everything and mailed it to their address. I was fully at their mercy and I knew that they had got me at my balls.

 

Reading the slave contract Marcel decided to make a series of amendments, had it printed twice and then ordered my to sign both copies, immediately comparing my signature with my signature on other documents. He took both signed copies and told me that I would need none, since I could still read the amended contract in my PC. Obviously, now they had another piece of evidence that I had become their slave for ever.

 

Francis unlocked my steel collar and the cuffs and then they left. Right at the entrance door Marcel turned back once more and said ?Slut, tomorrow morning you will go and buy another mobile phone. Tomorrow by noon you will let us know the phone number. From now onwards you will have this mobile always on and with you. We may give you orders by phone at any time. If you don?t answer a call immediately you will be punished in a way you will never forget again. Immediately means that you have to answer the phone before the third sound. And just remember to identify yourself loud and clearly as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' on the phone. We don?t mind if other people are around when we call and they learn that you are a cocksucking slut.

 

And you will register yourself as slave and slut gunnarsub in Queerit, we will look there for customers for you and make it known that you are a whore in need of rough treatment. Introduce yourself as a slave seeking utmost humiliation and offer all members there that you wish to lick their boots, to suck their cocks, and that they make you their slut. And tell them that you need to get whipped every day. I will check this evening that you have done that. And slut, you will post there photos displaying yourself as the sissy you are! All OF THEM SHOWING YOUR FACE, SLUT!

 

By the way, you talked about a series of sessions when you asked us to train you as a slut. I have good news for you, slut, we are prepared to extend your training. A series of sessions should do to train you as a slut, but according to the slave contract, as we have worded it now, we are obliged to keep you as our slave even after you are properly trained and you have become a slut.

 

We have amended the Slave Contract to run for a period to 5 years and, if we so decide, may be forever. Unfortunately, at least for you, we are used to stick to every word of contracts. So be sure, we will meet this obligation?.

 

They left laughing ...

 

I was in tears, helpless and perplexed, and even more down when I read the slave contract as outlined below:?

SLAVE CONTRACT   Whereas Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx,born on xxxx xx, 1947 in xxxxxx/Germanyand known as slave gunnarsub, thereafter called "The SLAVE" hasagreed to give up voluntarily all rights, personal and legal, in order tobecome the property of The OWNER and whereas Marcel G. thereafter called"The OWNER" has accepted ownership over The SLAVE, the purpose ofthis Slave Contract is to codify and enforce the property rights of the OWNERover the SLAVE. These property rights are total and absolute, The OWNER shallbe entitled to all rights implied by the term ?Ownership? over The SLAVE, andThe SLAVE, as property, shall have no rights whatsoever, either explicitlystated, or by implication.   Now, Following the initiative and firm wish ofThe SLAVE, both parties agree as follows:   The SLAVE agrees to submit completely to The OWNER in all ways. Thereare no boundaries of place, time, or situation in which The SLAVE maywilfully refuse to obey any order of The OWNER without risking most severepunishment. The SLAVE will never be given the option to act on this owndesire, but will be trained to complete obedience by a combination ofsystematic humiliation and punishment. The SLAVE will be on duty 24 hours a day,7 days a week all over the year without any leisure time for The SLAVE,independent from whether The OWNER is present.   By way of return The OWNER undertakes to humiliate, harass, tortureand punish The SLAVE without any mercy up to and even beyond the limits bymeans of sadistic and mean orders and permanent obligations, The OWNER agreesto invent continuously new torments and cruelties which The SLAVE will haveto endure, and to enforce compliance by most severe punishment and torment.   In particular, The OWNER consents to punish The SLAVE mercilessly atleast as severe as announced, and under no circumstances diminish apunishment threatened in the case of no immediate compliance, lack ofperformance, or poor performance. The OWNER, however, has every right toenlarge any punishment in any way He likes. It is being agreed explicitlythat punishment may even be out of all proportion with regard to themisbehaviour of The SLAVE.   It is up to the sole discretion of The OWNER to decide whether thereis a case of no immediate compliance, lack of performance, or poorperformance. In the opposite, such decision holds true even if not valid atall. Similarly, any allegation of no immediate compliance or lack of performanceif claimed by anyone is to be taken as given. The SLAVE does not have theright to argue even the falsest allegation resulting in a severe punishment.   The OWNER may ask other Mistresses or Masters to execute anypunishment imposed on the slave.   Furthermore, The OWNER consents to ensure that all orders for TheSLAVE will be extremely mean and humiliating, forcing The SLAVE to do things,or do them in a way he never would be prepared to do under normalcircumstances.   The SLAVE will be permanently locked in a steel chastity belt. It isfully at the discretion of The OWNER to deny any sexual relief to The SLAVEas long as He likes, The SLAVE does not have any right for it. However, if inrare cases He considers that, The OWNER will take care that sexual relief forThe SLAVE is combined with extreme pain and utmost humiliation and might evenbe stopped just before orgasm, be it while enforced wanking,be it while The SLAVE gets fucked by The OWNER or one of his friends.   On the other hand, for the pleasure of The OWNER or one of his male orfemale friends it is The SLAVE?s duty to lick orsuck them at any time. Alike, at any time The OWNER can do The SLAVE or askone of His male or female friends to rape him. In any case, there will besevere punishment if The SLAVE?s performance is notabsolutely satisfying, even when being raped.   The OWNER will have male and female lovers and He may vest them withthe right to give orders to The SLAVE and punish him according to theircaprice.   The OWNER will take as long as necessary to train The SLAVE. Trainingwill be harsh, and will by no means be fair. Such training will be deliveredby The OWNER or by other Femdoms or Masters. TheSLAVE may also be sent to a slave training camp for a documented most severetreatment regime.   The OWNER will take videos and photos showing The SLAVE in mosthumiliating situations. It is up to His sole discretion to publish them inthe internet, or in sex magazines or videos which are available in sex shops.These pictures or videotapes become the sole property of The OWNER at thetime the pictures or videotapes are taken. While The SLAVE would prefer tokeep these pictures or videotapes private, The SLAVE understands that theyare not his property and The OWNER may do with them whatever He likes.   The slave may see The OWNER only from time to time,and he is never allowed to contact Him. He will let The SLAVE know when Heneeds him.   The OWNER may loan The SLAVE at any time to any other person. Further,He may charge for The SLAVE?s slut services in anyway He chooses.? Any money or othernegotiable earned in this manner or any other is the sole property of TheOWNER.   The terms and conditions of this Slave Contract may bemodified and supplemented at any time at the sole discretion of OWNER inwhatever way He likes. The OWNER will ask friends and also people in theinternet for proposals to aggravate the Slave Contract especially with regardto further humiliation of The SLAVE, and implement such proposals withoutscruple.   This Slave Contract will be concluded for an initial period of 5 yearsand subsequently will continue for an indefinite period of time up to therest of the life of The SLAVE, if not terminated by The OWNER.   The SLAVE has no right to terminate this Slave Contract. In order toavoid that The SLAVE may consider escaping from his obligations it is agreedupon that The OWNER will flush down the toilet the only key of The SLAVE?s chastity belt, if there is any attempt to stayoff from the contractual obligations of this Slave Contract.   One copy of the Slave Contract will be deposited with a notary in asealed envelope with the obligation for the notary to open it and -beforereturning it at the request of any party- mail it to a distribution listincluding The SLAVE?s boss and relatives.   It is agreed upon that this will materialise automatically, should TheOWNER decide to terminate the contract, or on request of the The OWNER should The SLAVE consider escaping from hisobligations. Additional copies will remain with the TheOWNER and the witnesses. There will be no copy for The SLAVE, as there willbe no way for The SLAVE to argue against any rule or regulation of this SlaveContract.   However, instead of terminating this Slave Contract, The OWNER has theright to transfer all rights of this Slave Contract to any other person, ifhe so wishes, without asking The SLAVE. By means of a simple transferdocument this person will then become The OWNER.     Rules for The SLAVE ??? Without any exception all rules apply to allsituations and locations at any given time, may it be when only The OWNER ispresent, may it be in the presence of other people or in the public.   There will be absolutely no safeword for The SLAVE.   The SLAVE shall speak only when being asked or whenThe OWNER gives permission. If being address by somebody else, The SLAVE willwait whether The OWNER instructs him to answer with the words ?answer,slave?.   The SLAVE shall address The OWNER as"MASTER" His male friends as ?SIR? and His female friends as ?MISTRESS?at all times and any place. In the presence of other people The SLAVE willaddress The OWNER at a voice level that it can be clearly understood in whatway The SLAVE has to address The OWNER. The OWNER will never address TheSLAVE in another way than as ?slave? or as ?slut?, and he will ensure thatall his male and female friends will do the same.   The OWNER shall tattoo, brand, or mark the slave on any body part andin any way he so desires. Purpose of such tattoo, brand, or mark should bethe permanent humiliation of The Slave. ?????????????????????? The Slave will not use the toilet without permission of The OWNER.Privacy should not be assumed. The OWNER will frequently order The SLAVE topee on the floor in front of others and then order him to clean the mass withhis tongue. ? Indoors The SLAVE will always be completely nudeapart form his chastity belt and his steel collar. If The SLAVE is on dutyoutdoors The SLAVE will always wear what The OWNER determines to be theappropriate attire for any given situation. This maybe as little as the chastity belt and slave collar, even in public. The factthat this may cause The SLAVE embarrassment is of no concern. The OWNER maycommand ?Strip!?, at which point The SLAVE must stopwherever it is, and immediately strip himself of all clothing on the spot.Whether completely nude, clothed in a revealing or humiliating outfit, orfully dressed, The SLAVE will always make every part of his body available toThe OWNER at any time, displaying and exposing the demanded area within easyreach of The OWNER, and following all spoken commands as to the display andexposure of its body for any and every purpose.   The SLAVE will never touch its penis, scrotum, anus or nipples withoutThe OWNER's permission. They are for His enjoymentonly, not The SLAVE?s.   The SLAVE will always strive to extend his limitsto new heights, so that The OWNER can be increasingly proud of His property.   The Slave shall live by the rule that everything isforbidden which is not explicitly permitted or authorised. ?   Affidavit   I, the undersigned Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx, known as slave gunnarsub, certify that I am58 years old, that I am not physically or mentally impaired by influence ofany drugs, including alcohol, or other reason where I do not know what I amdoing and am legally and mentally competent to contract in my own name. I amsigning this document of my own free will, without coercion or pressure ofany kind. No one has made any promises, guarantees, warranties, or offered threatsor inducements of any kind to get me to sign this Slave Contract.   I hereby totally submit to The OWNER without limit and withoutreservation. With full understanding of the meanings and implications of thisSlave Contract, I specifically desire and request The OWNER to force me tocomply if necessary, using any means at The OWNER ?s disposal without anylimit. I specifically request and authorise The OWNER to use force to compelmy obedience, and I specifically request and authorise The OWNER to ignoreanything I may say or do what might in any way be considered a refusal orretraction on my part.   I do want The OWNER to enforce His orders bypunishment without limitation, by making me to do whatever He wantsdone.? I do want that, as one method ofdiscipline, I will get whipped, lashed, or caned. I do want the whippings tohurt and accept that they may leave permanent marks on my body. The OWNER maypunish me either for a lapse in my behaviour, for a completely arbitraryreason, or just for His enjoyment, amusement, or gratification.   I understand that the Sixteenth Amendment prohibits slavery andinvoluntary servitude.? Nevertheless,for my own purposes, I desire to become and to be a slave.? I am signing this Slave Contract in anattempt to affect that status.? Ispecifically request the courts, the law and government not to interfere. I consider any attempt by an outside authorityto limit in any way The OWNER's rights andprerogatives under this Slave Contract to be an unwarranted interference withmy constitutional right to privacy.? Iam of legal age and I am legally an adult who knows what he is doing.? I specifically want this.? In the strongest language I request thegovernment not to"protect" me from the consequences of this decision.   I give up any and all rights of any kind and description. Ispecifically waive any and all protection in law or equity, anyconstitutional rights or protections, and any other rule or regulation thatwould in any way prevent The OWNER from having total control over everyaspect of my life.   I desire to be placed in a position where I CANNOT change mymind.? Recognising that a governmentmay not allow a totally irrevocable contract, no matter how much I want one,I agree to the following clause, which makes it extremely difficult to breakthis Contract.?   This Slave Contract is irrevocable except as provided for in thisparagraph only.   Furthermore, I hereby execute an unconditional, unlimited,irrevocable, assignable Model Release in favour of The OWNER covering allpictures, films, video, audio, public performance, and recordings of me ofany kind, whether true to life or manipulated in any fashion, and allassociated material, including promotional, either factual or fictional. Iwaive all rights to inspect the products before or after use and waive myclaims for embarrassment or mental distress specifically and all other claimsof any sort generally. I consent that such material may be sold with allrevenues due to The OWNER, or distributed free of charges, or put into theinternet at public display.   I accept and even request that The OWNER destroys immediately the onlykey of my chastity belt while I am locked in it, should I ever dare ask TheOWNER for his consent to cancel this Slave Contract. This would clearly leaveme forever locked in the chastity belt, with no possibility at all to removeit ever again.   Last, but not least, I accept that the OWNER may freely trade this Slave Contract to anyone at any time and I will continue to abide by theterms therein.     By my signature below, I acknowledge that I have read, understand, andagree to abide by the rules of this Slave Contract. Of my own free will, asof?????????????????????????????????   July 25. 2004????? Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx?????????? ?????????????? ???????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????? ????(Dr. Gxxxxxx Hxxxxxxxxx)               Accepting this Slave Contract and obliging myself that I will under no circumstances give consent tocancel it, but do everything to enforce execution by the use of punishment asoutlined above.   Furthermore, I oblige myself to destroy immediately theonly key of the chastity belt, if The SLAVE dared to request to have thisContract cancelled at any time. As of   July 25. 2004????? ???????????????Marcel G. ???????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????. ???????????????????????????????????????(Marcel G.)   The parties also want to have a witness who isprepared to testify about the circumstances under which the Slave Contractwas concluded and that the Slave Contract was entered into voluntarily,consensual, and without coercion or force.   I, being present during the act of signing this Slave Contract,witness that The SLAVE has eagerly entered this Contract at his free will andthat he has confirmed to each of us that he has initiated compiling thisSlave Contract himself. I furthermore confirm that the OWNER has not put anypressure on The SLAVE to this Slave Contract and to renounce all rights as ahuman being.   ???????????Signature of Witness???? ????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????????? July 25. 2004????? ?????????????FrancisS. ?????????? ????????????????????. ????????????????????????? ??????????????(Francis S.)

 

 

It was obvious, I did not have a choice, thus I registered myself as slave and slut gunnarsub in Queerit, offering my body and my ass for use by all group members of that webring.

 

A few weeks later. The Latowski belt had arrived. Marcel had locked my wrists to chains dangling from the ceiling and my ankles widespread to bolts on the ground. Taking all the pieces of the steel chastity belt from a cupboard, Marcel explains ?There are two locks but one key fits to both of them. And there are three identical keys that fit. Key number one is with a lawyer who has also one original of the slave contract in a sealed envelope. You don't need to know about that. It's a sort of insurance policy. If things go wrong between us, he's got enough information about you to ensure you will regret it up to the end of your life.

 

"Key number two is with Francis and number three with me. So easy." With a flick of his wrist, he clicks on a hidden light switch and spotlighted the steel and chrome masterpiece. "I have modified the Latowski belt just a bit. Oh, don't get me wrong, it's a wonderful design, but I want to absolutely assure permanence to it. Even this chastity belt might be defeated by cutting or filing, although I doubt that in a Latowski belt this works. But just to be on the safe side I have modified the belt to provide an absolute "secure" protection and I am sure you will like it.

 

Well, I have added a more permanent accessory to prevent tampering. Embedded within the front part of the belt is a high tensile steel pin neatly positioned above the cock. The entire system is balanced under high tension and would be triggered by cutting or grinding of the belt in any way. Any unauthorised tampering and...." SNAP! In a fast flash, a razor sharp steel pin perforates the cock. "There is no way to open the belt without the proper key. I am quite sure it would be extremely painful if somebody tried. Ingenious isn't it? I can do nothing but stare in speechless horror at the devilish device.

 

Marcel skilfully adjusts the belt fitting one piece into another. "You are quite safe, as long as you don't try to get free, slave. Finished! Now you will never be able to touch your cock again. But on the other hand you are in the position to offer us your ass at any time". This shocks me even more that having the belt placed on me.

 

There would be no release for me for quite some time. Over the next few months, I will become very attentive to Marcel's and Francis? needs. The devilish pin within the belt stops all my attempts to get relief. This chastity belt was the best tool to avoid that I ever again would be able to escape from being their slave and slut.

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A few days have passed. I had started learning to live with a chastity belt on. In the beginning I had thought that everybody would detect that I was belted. But the Latowski belt is not visible under normal clothing, at least not when standing or walking. When sitting the Latowski belt is not that comfortable and at work I had to be very careful in order to avoid that one of my colleagues would get suspicious. I just had left the office when Marcel called me on the mobile. Fortunately, nobody was around when I answered 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'. Marcel ordered me to come immediately to his place where instead of a hallo he told me:?

 

??Take the phone and dial this number. When somebody answers, just say who you are and that your ass and your body would be entirely at his disposal." I looked sharply at Marcel and think "I can't say that!" but do not dare speak.

 

I picked up the phone and dialed. "Hello?" A deep, male voice. I hesitated, briefly. 'This is gunnarsub, " I said, my voice slightly tremulous, "and my ass and my body are entirely at your disposal." For several seconds there was silence. "If he asks you questions" Marcel murmured "Just answer 'Yes, Sir' or 'No, Sir'." I nodded.

 

You're gunnarsub, the guy with the chastity belt?" the voice of that man again. I hezitated, shocked that obviously a lot of people already knew that I was locked in a chastity belt. "Yes, Sir" I at last responded. "And you know me?" "No, Sir" I replied. "But you like to offer your body and your ass to people whom you don?t know?" "Not really, Sir." "But you like to get fucked by people whom you don?t know?" I did not know what to answer, so I said again "Not really, Sir."

 

Marcel suddenly took a riding crop and I got a stinging lash on my back. "You haven't quite grasped your situation yet, slave, have you? "Either you apologise for your rudeness, or you subject yourself to fifty strokes with this crop and ring this number again in an hour's time. Choose. "

 

Marcel continued "Call him and tell him how sorry you are. Repeat that your ass and your body are entirely at his disposal."

 

"Hello?" That deep voice again. "Hello, Sir. This is gunnarsub again. I've been ordered to tell you how much I regret my rudeness in not admitting how much like to get fucked by everybody and, too, by people whom I don?t know". I paused. He said nothing. "I really am most sorry for my grossly impolite behaviour, Sir. Please forgive me, Sir!"

 

His answer was like a choc for me. ?You will have to learn that a slave never ever has the right to state that he does not like something. Even worse, you are not only a slave but a slut. And a slut mostly gets fucked by people whom he doesn?t know. And secondly, you were ordered to introduce yourself as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' in all conversations, what you have not done. I will ask Marcel that you will get severely punished for that matter of disobedience.?

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Only a few minutes later I was for the second time naked in that room in the basement which was equipped like a mediaeval torture chamber, spread eagled locked up in a pillory, and unable to move. My chastity belt was removed and alligator clamps with weights attached put on my nipples, ass and shoulders exposed for whipping. Marcel and Francis lashed me without mercy, then left the room keeping me locked in the pillory. After some time they came back and asked me again, ignoring all my pleas for mercy. In this position I was kept and the lashing continued with breaks in between up to midnight, with me screaming and pleading.

 

Several times I was also raped by Marcel and Francis and I was even glad about that since during this time I was not lashed.? With the experience of that evening, instantly learning the consequences of disobedience I knew that now I would accept even prostituting myself. And they gave me 10 Golden Rules in writing:

 

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10 GoldenRules for slave and slut gunnarsub   1.     The slave hasno rights, only obligations.   2.     The Mastershave all rights and no obligations.   3.     The slave isjust another object for use when and how it may please them.   4.     The Mastersneed no excuse to torture the slave.   5.     The Mastersenforcing corporal punishment must use all their force, since the slavealways shows more pain than he is really suffering. ???????????????????????????????????????????? 6.     The Masterstake pleasure on making the slave suffer, the more pain for the slave themore pleasure for the Masters.   7.     After usingthe slave for intimate and sexual pleasure the Masters should immediatelytorture him.   8.     In presence ofthe Masters the slave should always be kneeling, head down, unless theycommands differently.   9.     The slave mustnot speak unless so ordered by the Masters.   10. Even when notneeded, the slave should always wear some form of body restraint, in order tobe constantly reminded of his submission to the Masters.

 

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?Today we are going to have a party and the centre of attraction will be you. Today you will be gangbanged, slave,? Marcel told me instead of a welcome at our next session. Having me stripped to my chastity belt he cuffed my left wrist to my left ankle and my right wrist to my right ankle, forcing me in a bent position and offering my ass. He locked the steel collar around my neck, and fixed a leash to it pulling me to the living room. In there were some eight men, Francis and the two black giants who had fucked me already during my first session. The others I did not know. From the way they were looking at me I got that it would not be an easy day for me. Marcel told me that I would have to suck off all these well hung gentlemen and get them in my ass as many times as they could manage. I would not be allowed to cum and was even not able to achieve an erection due to my chastity belt.

 

To start I had to greet all guests by licking their boots exposing my ass prominently with the opening in the chastity belt to the others. Then Francis forced me on my knees, put crocodile clamps with weights on my nipples, and cuffed my wrists behind my back. ?Remember that we will whip and torture you without mercy unless we are satisfied with your performance or if you fail to comply. Is that understood?" Marcel threatened and continued ?and you will swallow all cum. Do not dare spit it out, slut."

 

Some of the cocks I blew until they cummed, others stick their cock in getting it ready for fucking me. My nipples ached terribly as the weights started moving when they stuffed me from both sides. When one of them was done, the next gay took over and that was repeated until all had finished.

 

 

 

 

Slut?, Marcel stopped me right in my movement, ?may I ask you to do me a favour?? This was a rhetorical question with no answer expected and I did not dare answer. ?I would like you to remember this great day and share it with other people, too. By next Friday, you will get a tattoo on your back right above the chastity belt stating in bold letters Marcel was here on the left side, many others too on the right side and in between an arrow pointing downwards to your asshole. Everybody will understand what that means and treat you as what you are, namely a slut. On next Friday we will check?.

 

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Getting the tattoo was most embarrassing, I did not only have to explain what I was after but had to display also my chastity belt to the guy in there. Contrarily to the first time when I had got the tattoo there marking me as slave below my navel, the shop owner rejected when I wanted to pay cash but insisted that I paid by credit card, thus getting my full name. But he was still not satisfied and wanted to see my passport as well, claiming that this would be their paying policy. I knew that I would meet this guy from the tattoo shop soon again.

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End of part one

 

 

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