Master's Sissy Slave - Chapter 1 - The Beginning free porn video

Master's Sissy slave by llatex39 The beginning "Welcome to you new life" Stirring slowly I opened my eyes to see my Doctor Marcus standing over me. I was at a loss... where was I? what had happened last night? I could remember having a couple of drinks after going to Marcus's house and then nothing. Everything felt off, my skin felt weird - feeling trapped and constrained, I tired to sit up but had no power left in my limbs. "Don't worry Jessica," Marcus said, "you'll get the feeling back soon. Still confused and disoriented, what did he mean by Jessica, who was he talking to, I tried to ask Marcus but shockingly I found that I could not speak. Something was filling my mouth to bursting point. What the hell was going on here? "This will all be confusing to you but many weeks have passed since that evening, I have made some decisions on your behalf that will help you to achieve your true calling in life. After studying your profile it is clear that you have been deceiving yourself. This is for your own good and to help you achieve your deepest desires and true calling in life." What was he talking about? What were my desires what did I crave to be? With that he left the room and locked the door behind him. Still dazed and disoriented I lay there for what must have been a few hours whilst I could gather my senses. Looking around I was in a master bedroom resting on the bed. Slowly I tried getting up, but could only manage to get to my knees, then I was stunned. Seeing my reflection in a mirror I looked like my wildest fantasy - but a fantasy I wanted my girlfriends to be not myself. I was encased in compressing black shiny latex, from my head to my toes, around my waist was a brutally restrictive Black corset that compressed my waist to a miniscule 24inches, above this I saw my breasts! - I had breasts - immediately I went to touch them praying that they were just false, but as I caressed them with my hands I could feel every touch - Marcus had given me implants -but more than that they were so sensitive to the touch. They were unmistakable - not tiny but perfectly proportioned to my new figure. Looking at my face I could see I was in a latex hood with what I assumed was a large gag in my mouth as I couldn't move my jaw, which by now was aching, I suspected it was a penis gag as I could feel it tight to the back of my throat. On top of all this latex I was dressed in the most slutty and submissive mockery of a French maid, there was my apron wrist cuffs and collars consisting of mostly shiny black latex and a frilly white rim. Whilst the apron was tied with a bow behind me the cuffs and collar were reinforced with steel and locked into place. They were also hugely constrictive as I could feel they were wrapped as tightly around my wrists and neck as possible. Then my wrists were also linked by a chain held in position by a heavy duty padlock. My collar was secured by another heavy duty padlock at the back and a small loop was included at the front for a leash to be attached. The final touch was a headband adorning my forehead again screaming sex and submissiveness. I couldn't believe that was me what had Marcus done - this would be fixed - had to be fixed. Slowly I made my way to the edge of the bed and swung my feet to the floor. Looking down I could see the same style of cuffs around my ankles that were on my wrists but this time connected by an even shorter chain. On my feet were a pair of black stilettos with almost a 5 inch heel - how would I ever walk on those, I went to try to remove them but to my horror I found them locked to my feet. Shakily putting my feet on the floor I stood up, taking all of my concentration to stay upright and due to the constraining chain hobbled over to the mirror. After everything I had seen I was still stunned when I looked in the mirror - my eyes had large false lashed attached to them and my eyebrows were shaped in a feminine manner, and Whilst I couldn't see my lips behind the combined penis panel gag - Marcus had given me I lip injections there as well to give me what he would later call cock sucking lips. Surely this had to just be a joke played on me, it couldn't be real. Hobbling back to the bed I sat down to think of my options - what could I do from here - as long as I thought I could slowly feel the latex against my skin becoming more and more pleasant. It wasn't long before I started to fondle and play with my new breasts teasing my nipples (I had always loved nipple play) but by now the sensations were magnified. It was at this moment as my penis started to react that I felt a pressure preventing me from getting hard. Lifting up the apron I couldn't believe it when I saw my penis contained in a tiny metal chastity device. This device was curved and it must have forced my balls back towards my ass because the overall affect made it look like I had a smooth metal pussy. Shamefully upon seeing this device I got more turned on - I was the epitome of sexy and submissive and given how horny I had started to feel and how good it was to play with my breasts I lost myself in playing with my new latex covered body. I would never find out for sure but suspected over the next few days (and I was correct) that I had a flood of chemicals flowing though my body that meant I was in an incredibly horny state. I had always harboured a deep fantasy about being kidnapped and forced to be a strong man's sex slave - is that what Marcus had picked up on. Throughout my life I had always been the dominant ones in relationships - tying up, spanking, and training my female lovers, however a part of me had always wondered what it would be like to be on the other side. As I was starting to get lost in my submissive thoughts and the pleasure of the latex Marcus walked back in the room. In my current state I didn't even notice as he sat down and watched me for a while. Whilst the feeling and pleasure was amazing I was getting more and more frustrated- I needed to jack off and play with my penis but all that was happening was I was constraining against my cage. "Just as I thought," smirked Marcus I bolted straight upright - stunned - Marcus had just seen me pleasuring myself in front of him - if I wasn't covered in latex I would have been bright red in the face. Recovering after the surprise, I found my resolve and anger returning.I stood up as best as possible and started trying to scream at my captor. As I walked over to him to demand he ended this he reached out pulled me down and as easy as a rag doll placed me over his knee. "First," he calmly spoke as he smacked my ass hard, "you will not speak unless spoken to, even with a gag in your mouth" Smack I was struggling furiously but it was clear that bound and disoriented as I was, I had no chance against Marcus "Second," he continued alternating his spanks onto each of my cheeks, "you will never raise your hands to me otherwise there will be a severe punishment" Smack Smack Smack "Third, I am your master and you will address me as Master, you are now my Sissy Slave Jessica." "And finally for now, I will release you in 1 months time. It will be your choice to stay and serve or to go back to your old life, however I already know that this is what you crave deep inside yourself and you will choose to stay." A month - I was stunned and stopped struggling- after a few more spanks I was allowed to get back to my feet. Here Marcus proceeded to remove the panel gag in my mouth - as I suspected it was a penis gag with a 4inch dildo attached to it. "Marcus," I started but let out a yelp when I felt a shock at my crotch and around my neck. After a moment of recovery I tried again and felt the same pain. Giving myself some recovery time I thought clearly and with my first ever act of submission I knew what was required of me. "Master," I stuttered, feeling the deep humiliation that he wanted me to, "you can't do this to me, let me go at once and we can forget it ever happened - otherwise I'll get out and make sure you rot in jail, people must be looking for me and when I'm found it will be the end for you." Chuckling to himself, he calmly looked at me. "I will punish you for the outburst later Jessica, rule 1 is you do not speak unless you are spoken to." Leaving this hanging in the air to make sure I understood he continued, "This bravado is admirable and I will enjoy training it out of you and turning you into my submissive little toy. We both know that this is what you crave. It wasn't even a few hours after you woke up that you were aching to play with yourself." Ashamedly I knew he was correct. My thoughts were flying faster than I could think, "aAs for anyone coming to your rescue you have no close family to come for you and work believe you have had a breakdown and going through therapy, which you will in a manner," he chuckled. Stunned I wondered how he had pulled it off - was it a bluff or true? "Now," continued Marcus, "this is your only opportunity to speak freely, after this you will only be allowed to answer when spoken to." Carefully I considered my words. "Marcus, please tell me this is just a joke, although I sometimes have a submissive fantasy, I don't want this, I don't want to be a sissy a slave." "This is not a joke Jessica, you will spend the next month being my sissy. I guarantee by the end of the month you will be begging me to keep you. Now just because I allowed you to speak freely doesn't mean you will not refer to me as master. You will find me a very strict master and I will not tolerate disobedience in any manner, you have now earned the right to receive a double punishment this evening." Given how much of a disadvantageous situation I was in I needed to play along for now. "Sorry Master," I responded, "I will remember from now on." Carefully choosing each of the words coming out of my mouth we then proceeded to have a conversation about what was going to happen over the next month, I remembered to call him Master every time I spoke, I could still feel the after-effect of the shock on my balls and neck but more importantly the punishment that I had been promised was in the back of my mind. Marcus was completely open with me about his intentions and what had happened, the only issue he wouldn't discuss was letting me go before the month was up. At a certain time when he had enough of my questions and begging on this topic I was shocked again and got the message clearly. I was his for the next month. We spoke about what operations had been done to me - which he assured me were reversible but for the moment those breasts were real, my face had been made with semi-permanent make-up and the chastity cage could be removed but it was out of my hands. The collar and chastity cage I was fitted with was wired to the house and Marcus's grounds and I was told that the extreme setting would go off if I tried to leave the grounds or enter anywhere which was off my limits. Given all of this I was extremely surprised that Marcus would not have sex with me until I would beg for his cock. I assured him that would never happen and I would be free at the end of the month. After a few hours Marcus made me get on my knees and pledge my loyalty and service to him to a camera for the next month. With the threat of the shocks still looming over me I agreed - after all it was just a single month and it was clear from my conversation that Marcus was completely serious. I would play along for now but get out of here the first chance that I had. "I Jessica will serve my Master for this month, I pledge to obey him and his every order no matter how painful or humiliating for this month, I make this pledge of my own free will as I wish to discover my submissive sissy side. This has been a long repressed desire and I wish to explore it. Thank you master for showing me my true place and I will serve you with my heart mind and body to your standards. "Thank you master." The words were painful and humiliating to speak but I spoke them with a smile and conviction for anyone to see in the video. Marcud had made it clear that I was to serve as though I was the one that had come to him and begged him to turn me into his sissy. With my fate sealed for the next month - I had still resolved to escape the first opportunity I had - Marcus attached a leash to m collar and despite my quick plea reinserting the dildo gag. I was led down to the lounge where I had taken that drink however long ago. As we passed the whisky collection I remembered that it was this that Marcus had asked me to come over and sample. I had thought we had grown close as friends but now it was clear he always had an ulterior motive. In the lounge Marcus pressed a hidden button and one of the bookcase's moved to reveal a secret staircase leading into darkness. As we approached lights automatically turned on and With Marcus in front pulling my lead I was led down the metal staircase with a clear clunk every time my heels hit a new step. I had never thought (I mean why would I ) of the difficulties women have in wearing heels, but the heels and that hobble chain made following Marcus around a difficult and humiliating task. I could only shuffle my feet along trying to keep up with his powerful strides, thankfully he removed the hobble chain to allow me to descend to my new prison. As the steel reinforced door was opened at the bottom of the stairs, not that I should have been surprised any more, but my breath was taken away. The sheer size and equipment on display in this basement was like a wet dream of mine come true, a dream I had had but with one obvious change, I was not the submissive one! "Now Jessica, we will train you to be the sissy that you desire to be." I was led to a treadmill and after being told to get on Marcus removed the chain between my wrist cuffs and attached each cuff to 2 handles either side before starting the machine off at a slow walk. "after a month of training you won't be able to wear anything but heels Jessica," Marcus laughed, "now we will work on your walk, I won't accept anything less than perfection." With that Master kept giving me instructions, how to sway my ass in an exaggerated fashion how to position my feet as I walked, he sped me up slowed me down, any mistakes were punished with a blow to my ass with a riding crop. Master was not light with these strokes so it encouraged me to follow his direction exactly. After 30 minutes I was panting and sweating, after an hour I was pleading with my eyes to let me off, but it continued until the 2 hour program, which was to become part of my daily routine, was completed With the treadmill finished and myself at the point of exhaustion Marcus easily picked me up off the machine and placed me down where my hobble chain was returned. My wrists were now tied behind my back and I taken to the corner where Marcus chained me to a large metal ring welded into the wall. After leaving me to recover Marcus returned after an hour and inserted a tube into the front of my gag and into the dildo still resting inside me. The other end of the tube was connected to a dark bottle which I could not see the contents of. By now my body was screaming for hydration so I prayed it was water. "Drink up, it with hydrate and provide you nourishment, if it is not finished by the time I get back then I will add to your punishment later." With that he left me chained in the corner and no choice but to suck on the dildo fixed inside my mouth to extract the nutrients. Instantly I could tell that whatever it was Marcus was giving me he had influenced it to taste of cum. I was being forcing me to suck a cum flavoured substance willingly, which given how dehydrated I was I sucked as hard as I could. When Marcus arrived an hour later I had complied with his request and taken all the nutrients. With that taken care of I was led back up the stairs into the Lounge and was to spend the rest of the day serving as his personal maid. Whilst Marcus was working I was instructed to clean the house like a "good sissy maid.," The instructions were written and laid out on the kitchen table. Marcus reattached my wrist chains with my hands in front of me and left me to my tasks. "If I need you Jessica," he stated, "then I will give you a shock and you will come instantly." With that he left to his office to work for the day. I looked at the list - there were a number of items to be done and it was already 3.00 in the afternoon. Firstly I cleaned the kitchen, noting that the cutlery drawing was secured with a passcode, no hope for me there at the moment but perhaps I could try to find the code later. After the kitchen was spotless ( Marcus had always kept his house in a very good state) and just as I was about to start hoovering the floors I received a buzz and moved as fast as I could to the study. After fulfilling Marcus's request for a tea I went back to my task list. By 6PM I had only just finished the list and was shocked again. Obediently I moved as fast as I could to the office to see what Marcus wanted. It turns out it was time for my punishment for earlier transgressions. I was fearful of this moment but surely It wouldn't be too bad. In my mind I thought it was be some form of bondage and a spanking that I could handle. How wrong I was, Marcus was a sadist and after this evening I would know that all too well, after this evening I would fear all future punishments as Marcus wanted me to. The first punishment was a physical one. After being led down to the dungeon, I was tied with my hands above my head with a chain dangling from the ceiling. My legs were spread wide by 2 separate chains which were connected to a ring welded to the floor. Barely standing on my heels and unable to fight or budge the rings holding me in place I watched as Marcus proceeded to remove my gag and retrieved a horrible looking crop from the table. "For attacking your Master you are subjected to 100 strokes of the crop, you will keep count and after your punishment is over you will apologize for your actions and thank me for the correction. If you miss count or I fail to believe in your apology I will restart the count." Crack right across my left side of my ass. grunt - that hurt so bad but manageable but only 1 of 100. "one," crack "two," crack By the time number 20 came around I was tearing up Marcus was working all over my body my ass, thighs back, stomach and my breasts were all screaming in pain it was becoming unbearable but I kept count. By the time 50 came about I was in tears and begging Marcus to stop. "Master please Master it's too much." "Keep you mouth shut unless you are spoken to Jessica," shot back the reply. Forgetting myself and the rule I clamped my mouth shut praying I hadn't made it worse. "Understandable given you are not yet trained, but I won't forgive that outburst, you will only speak when spoken to, your actions require correction." With that he disappeared from my view and came back with a monstrous pair of alligator clamps which were brought to my exposed balls. Through my tears I could tell the pain was going to be intense. I was shaking in my bonds from fear but if this is what my outburst bought me I was not going to make the same mistake. Slowly he squeezed the first clamp open I could feel it enveloping around my left testicle, I couldn't stop it, I was at his complete mercy and with my fear gripping me he slowly released the clamp and pain flooded through my bonded testicle and I screamed. This was the most gut wrenching pain I had ever felt as the teeth ripped through my flesh and my precocious manhood was being assaulted. Marcus then proceeded to do bond my right testicle in the same manner and I soon I could feel the teeth biting through my flesh and assaulting both of my testicles. I was stunned I had never imaged Marcus capable of this. I assumed a light punishment but this was beyond my darkest nightmare. Marcus then reattached my gag ignoring my sobs and proceeded to flip a switch. I was wrong before, this was the most gut wrenching pain I had ever endured. I thrashed in my bonds and screamed into my gag for the full 20 seconds that the current was applied. My screams and thrashing continued until I realised that the pain had stopped and I calmed down. Once calmer Marcus flipped the switch again and proceeded to do this 9 more times. After the last time I was barely comprehensible and as Marcus removed by gag to finish my first punishment I babbled out "Master thank you for the lesson and correction." Without acknowledging me Marcus proceeded to continue the caning of the first punishment with blows all over my body until we reached the count of 100. The blows still hurt but compared to what I had just gone through it was nothing in comparison. "Master, Thank you for the lesson and correction Master," I croaked out. "Good girl Jessica," he finally responded. "Now for forgetting to address me as master," with that he removed my gag and replaced it with a gas mask covering my face so that my nose and mouth were sealed inside and then secured it strapping around my head. As Marcus walked away leaving me tied up and with the mask on I could slowly feel the air draining from the mask until I couldn't breath - I started to panic as the last of the air in my lungs was leaving me, I couldn't believe what was happening, Marcus wanted me as his sissy, not to get rid of me! Panicking and unable to think I thought this was the end until mercifully the mask released some air back for me. Gasping I could feel the air leaving again and with a deep breath I waited until air was resupplied. All I could focus on was my breathing, trying to stay calm but with such limited air and held in such a strenuous position it took everything I had just to stay in a tiny bit of control. This is what the punishment was for 30 minutes until air filled the mask and it was taken off by Marcus. Gasping and completely shattered I had enough sense just to gaps out - "Master thank you for the correction and lesson master - I will always remember your title from now on." I was utterly destroyed and devastated, I was completely unprepared for the lengths Master would go through to break and tame me. When removing the clamps from my destroyed testicles I screamed as blood flowed back into them. I was convinced that master had effectively castrated me however he knew where the limits were - he would never castrate me as what better tool to control your sissy but to torture her most sensitive areas. Happy with the progress that he had made and with no resistance from myself whatsoever Master unhooked the chains on my arms and legs, pulled my arms behind me and proceeded to force me into an arm binder. It felt tight at my elbows and then incredibly constrictive as he tightened the laces and fused my elbows together. Mercifully Marcus produced a smaller ball gag that he proceeded to secure in my mouth and buckle behind my head. Then Marcus attached a tray around my waist and used 2 chains and a hook to secure it to my collar. Leading me back to the dining room I was made to stand at attention whilst Marcus ate his evening meal. After eating and not providing me with any food he retired to watch TV and I was made to kneel by his sofa back straight and stay perfectly still with the tray around my waist used to hold his whiskey. I was fitted with a blindfold and headset so I was now mute, death and dumb, as I was told that "Sissy's are not worthy of watching TV! In the darkness and silence I kneeled in my submissive position, thinking on what the hell had happened today. Many thoughts raced through my head, most of which was that I would not dare disobey Marcus for fear of that punishment again. Then later I felt the intense humiliation of what I had been through and that now here I was nothing more than a feminized piece of furniture for the man that had plans to ruin me completely. By 10.00 Marcus decided to send me to bed. Taking me back to the basement I was stripped of my uniform and my binds - all except the chastity device and my collar. Feeling this sense of freedom my first thought was to rebel but instantly I froze. I was exhausted - my arms were numb from the confinement and I still had the belt and the collar on which could deliver instant punishment. Marcus told me to go to a corner where an ice cold shower came on. Screaming in shock I was told if I left I would face further punishment. Staying under the ice cold water for five minutes whilst I washed myself was torture in itself but I complied. Once the water was over a small kit appeared form the wall. Instantly I knew it was for an enema and before Marcus could even threaten me I put it inside my anus and let the program clean me inside for the next 5 minutes., whilst I shivered in the basement Once this was complete a warm blower system activated and I felt so relived to be clean and dry. Telling me to come forwards, Marcus led me over to a strange machine I was placed sitting face first down my legs were secured with straps and 2 more straps secured my body in position, whilst my hands were pushed into 2 holes that ended up contracting and holding me firmly in position. Marcus then fitted me with a VR helmet and headphones that blanked out all the noise. Removing my gag I felt a dildo be pressed towards me entering into my mouth - being bound as I was this was stuck in position and I could only move my head further down the shaft. Next I felt another well lucubrated dildo extend towards my anus and after some pressure and a touch of pain pop inside me as well. With trepidation I wondered what was in store for me when to my greatest surprise I felt feeling at my penis and a click and the dreaded chastity device was freed. Despite all the pain and torture I was still horny as hell. I later found out that my nutrition was filled with aphrodisiacs and that I had been subjected to multiple injections whilst recovering to send my sex drive into overload. A suction cup of sorts was attached to my already erect penis and a small sack with a healing cream was fastened around my testicles. The pain instantly reappeared in my damaged testicles but I was told it was for their recovery and so Marcus could continue to use my ovaries to train me properly, which caused me to shudder in fear. With a simple, "Good night Jessica, I'll see you in the morning," aid he left leaving me alone on the machine As I lay there stuffed with dildos and bound unable to move I thought upon the day. After my talk with Marcus I had assumed this would be a simple affair but the punishment had taught me differently. As I shuddered at the lengths he was going through I felt a submissive thrill run through me. Could this be the man that had truly awoken my submissive side, or was I just to scared of him right now to think straight. Before I could contemplate for too long I felt the machine come into action, firstly slowly massaging my incredibly horny penis, then slowly the machine in my ass started to move backwards and forwards. At this stage the helmet burst into life and I was shown flashes of images straight into my eyes. The images came and went to fast for much recognition. I could tell they were images of cocks with words "obey," "sissy," "submit," flashing on and off. Then through the headphones I heard the command lick. When I didn't react to this I was given a shock and understood it meant I had to lick the dildo. When again I hesitated I was shocked again - I could tell that this would continue until I obeyed so I started to lick the shaft in front of me. The program continued giving me different instructions on how to give the perfect blow job and the part I feared soon came around where I was give then command to deep throat. I tried my best and it must have been good for the machine but gagging as I tried taking the enormous tool down my throat was a horrible experience. However I quickly realised that deep thorating the dildo increased the vibrations and the sucking on my penis. I knew that I was being conditioned to associate the act of giving oral sex to pleasure and I wondered if this would actually work and condition me to become a cock hungry sissy. I cannot remember how long it was that I was filled completely and driven crazy with lust. Before this day I had never imagined giving my all to suck on a dildo, but this realisation and my desperation to cum meant I gave a blow job worthy of a pornstar. With the pressure on my prostate, the drugs flowing through me and the tentative embracing of my submissive side for the first time I exploded into the suction cup, at the same time my mouth was flooded with what I assumed to be cum from the dildo and I could do nothing but swallow it down my throat. The orgasm I went through was mind blowing - nothing had ever felt that good before. I couldn't believe it and my shame and humiliation grew. Always after I had an orgasm I would feel tired and my mind would move off sex, but the program would not allow this. The instructions continued and when I didn't follow them I was shocked back into compliance. It didn't take long before I was deepthroating again and the pace of the dildo going in and out of my anus was increasing putting more pressure on my prostate and again my penis stated to respond. The images had now changed to videos of sissies eagerly sucking on large penis's begging and thanking their masters or Daddies for their cum. To me shame again I started to get excited and before long exploded into the suction cup and received my reward in my mouth. After this the machine turned off and I fell into a restless sleep. After a few hours the machine turned on again shocking me from my sleep and the cycle continued with Images this time of ultra feminie sissy's begging to be fucked in the ass. Again my excitement took over and I came before the machine let me get another few hours of rest. This happened 3 more times throughout the night and I lost all track of time and how long I had been servicing those dildos.