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Chapter 5 - humiliation
With my last evening as a free woman finished and now officially Masters
Sissy Slave I had assumed that things would return to the way they had
been for the previous 2 weeks.
Waking up in bed with Master inside me I received my first fucking as an
official slave. After he was finished with me I went to prepare myself
for the day by returning to my morning routine. Taking in my gruel I
remembered how good the food felt last night. I never thought that the
day would come where I craved a simple salad as my meal, but as I kneeled
there imagining it was Masters cock feeding me I knew this was what a
slave should be subjected to.
On my pad I was kneeling in white ballet heels and corset, my chastity
and the shock collar waiting for Master to arrive. I knew today was going
to be different as on Saturday mornings I was always dresses as a slutty
maid. As the door to the dungeon opened Master ordered me to stand and
removing my collar for the first time since I had arrived proceeded to
teach me a number of different slave positions. He drilled me for hours
until I could recognise what I needed to do by voice or hand command.
Master sent me the hand signal for collar. On my knees with them spread
apart, back straight, head up, eyes down, with my hands interlocked
behind my head holding my hair up and away from my neck. Master proceeded
to open a wooden box with which he produced a thick shiny silver collar
engraved with the words Sissy Slave Jessica. Knowing that this was to be
my new full time collar my clitty twitched with excitement at this
present. As Master shut the collar around me I felt complete and with the
click and the turn of the key it was kept it in place. As always Master
had it measured perfectly. It grabbed my neck tight enough so it would
not fall from the position master had installed it but not so tight as to
affect my breathing, however it was always from now on a constant
pressure reminding me of my status.
Master showed it to me in the mirror and I felt so happy I was truly his.
It was silver with the words engraved in a white metal to go with the
clear white/blonde look master preferred on me. The only issue I thought
as master attached a leash and took me upstairs was that it was screamed
out for all to see, it would be impossible to hide and anyone I
encountered would clearly see that I was an owned sissy slave.
Master of course couldn't care less if I felt any humiliation, in fact he
would go out of his way to make it happen, but first I as told that we
needed to finish decorating my body permanently to Masters desires. I
knew that this was coming and I assumed that he would bring specialists
to the house to make the modifications. Clearly Master had other ideas
and produced a white latex trench-coat which he put on me and tightened
the belt so it hugged against my corset.
I had left the house yesterday dressed as a sophisticated woman with
enough of a collar on my blouse to hide the shock collar. Today I left
the house in a barely legal slutty outfit. The trench coat did not cover
my breasts properly and master had not allowed me to wear a bra. With
every step by breasts swayed and I had to work hard to make sure they
didn't spill out. The coat also finished just below my bum, so again as I
swayed in my walk it would be easy for people to catch my ass if they
were watching. My ballet heels were clearly on display and to my shame at
times the shortness of the coat would show allow passers by a glimpse of
my chastised penis. To top it all of the collar and words on it were
clearly visible and as master pulled on my leash I realised he was going
to take me out in public like this.
Master of course knew that I had fully accepted his control, I was his
slave, but I had only ever been humiliated in front of him and his
attorney who was clearly a Master like he was. Now the whole world was
going to see what a pathetic sissy slave I was.
As Master opened the front door and pulled my leash I hesitated dropped
to my knees and begged my Master no to show me to the world like this. Of
course Master expected this, but it didn't mean he was going to accept
any resistance from me whatsoever.
"Jessica, you have been my Slave for less than 4 hours and you are
already questioning my authority. You promised to obey me and now you are
rebelling. We will deal with this infraction tonight, now get on your
feet and if I feel any more resistance in the leash you will spend your
first week as my slave in constant agony."
How stupid was I? Master was right not even passing 10am into my first
day as a slave after promising myself to obey his every command and after
master had given me my new and beautiful collar. What was I scared off? A
bit of public humiliation? After everything I had gone through why did I
care that others knew I was a lowly sissy slave. I was Mater's sissy
slave and that should have bought me great joy. I guess millennia of
evolution and years of societal conditioning means that what I would be
willing to accept in private I could not in public.
Master of course with his extensive knowledge in the field of human
behaviour knew this instantly, I thought as I apologised completely and
stood back on my heels, of course he knew I would resist, he just wanted
a reason to play with me on my first evening of being a slave. I wondered
if he would have me select my punishment for this evening like last time.
This would not however be the case. Master had used that trick to help
destroy my resistance, now that I was a slave for life my Master would be
in full control of future punishments.
So with no more physical hesitation but feeling like my world had once
more managed to end, I was led to masters BMW. Expecting to get in the
front Master instead made me climb into the boot. The boot was how a
slave travelled he informed me and once again I had shown how misinformed
I had been on how my life would be from now on. I had made an assumption
after my wonderful last night that Master may have treated me closer to a
wife but clearly in his eyes I was his slave.
After 30 minutes of driving master opened the boot and helped me out. We
were in a private underground car park, thankfully no one was around to
see me. However as we exited the door I was mortified. We were in the
centre of London. Already scared of the punishment I was about to receive
I offered no objection as master paraded me through a wakening London
street to Soho. It could have been worse if it was lunchtime but it was
getting busy enough that there were plenty of onlookers to revel in my
walk of shame. We were heading to one of his old friends beauty parlours.
A we made our way there my face was burning in humiliation.
It was clear that I was a slave of my own choosing as I was not bound in
anyway apart from the collar and leash. Girls would call me names such as
slut, whore, disgusting pervert, but more often than not I could see the
jealousy in their eyes at my stunning looks and figure but mostly at the
tower of a man that was leading me. I thought to myself if they could
have Master then they would also be just as compliant. The boys would
ogle me and cat call and once a brave young man asked my master if he
could play with my breasts. Rejoicing in the look of shock in my face, I
was taken down a side alley and made to display my breasts and ass for
the stranger as master gave me signals to change slave positions. He then
let this complete stranger spank me in front of a growing crowd of
onlookers.
Finally arriving in the parlour I burst into tears, my face reeking of
shame and humiliation. What had I expected agreeing to be Masters slave?
Certainly I knew that people would eventually see me, but not on my first
morning and not like this! Nothing more that a piece of sissy fuckmeat
for others to laugh at or drewl over. After sobbing for 5 minutes I
managed to regain my composure and apologised to Master for my actions.
Master was as always completely clam and in control of his emotions.
"Jessica," he began, "did you not think that this was going to be part of
your life and your training to be my slave?"
"Master yes Master, I knew it would become apart of my life whilst
serving you," I responded still sniffling, "Master I only didn't realise
it would start so fast. Master I am ashamed at my actions, I should be
beaming with pride and joy to be used by you and paraded as your slave.
Master I just can't control my humiliation and feelings right now. Master
I am sorry"
Smiling back at me Master began. "You silly sissy Jessica, of course you
can't control humiliation, that is why it is it's own separate feeling. I
want you to feel the humiliation to break that last streak of defiance
that is within you. Once the world knows that you are nothing but my
slave you will have nothing left but the pride of serving your Master.
Your one saving grace right now is that you waited until we were out of
public to break down. You will never break down in front of my friends is
that clear Jessica?"
"Yes Master."
With that he dragged me by the leash into the back where he greeted his
friend Mistress Janice.
"Now Jessica you will beg for correction for your outburst and beg
Mistress Janice here to prepare your body to my requirements."
Immediately I fell to my knees and begged for forgiveness and correction.
This of course on top of the ordeal I just experienced intensified the
humiliation I was feeling. I was begging as a slave in front a stranger
and on top of that a woman. I knew that I would serve master and most
likely a number of other men but it only dawned on me now that Master
would also require my submission to women. I felt conflicted over this.
Master was strong and powerful and could physically overpower me. Even in
my weakened state I was sure I was stronger that this "Mistress". With a
noticeable hesitation I then begged Mistress Janice to prepare me for my
Master.
Master bent me over his lap and gave me 100 strong smacks of my ass. A
relative light punishment for my transgression but I knew I had much more
in store later. He couldn't correct me properly as I was about to be
modified for his pleasure and I had an intense evening coming. Removing
my coat and stepping into the seat Mistress Janice proceeded to strap me
into position. With this master informed me he had business to attend and
I was to follow mistress Janice's orders without hesitation as if thy had
come from him.
As master left Mistress Janice returned to the roomin full dominatrix
mode. And tight red and black corset and skirt 4 inch heels and an array
if items that I knew would soon be permanently on me.
Walking over to me I could tell she was not a mistress that could keep
emotions in check like my master. Leaning over me she spat, "Listen you
useless Sissy shit, if you ever hesitate like that when begging me again
I will make sure your Master flogs the skin of your useless balls. You
think you are better or stronger than a woman? You are pathetic. You
allowed yourself to be transformed into a Sissy which is worse than any
female slave. Now apologise properly sissy!"
I was caught off guard by her presence and power, she was of course right
I was now lower than all women especially a dominatrix like her. I begged
for her forgiveness and apology as she begun the first modification. With
a large needle by right nipple was pierced, I let out a slight whimper
and Master had caused me pain in a realm beyond this before but I could
see the joy on mistress's face as she permanently marked me for Master.
She then proceeded to fit a steel pole through my nipple and secure 2
balls either side. She used a solvent glue which stung to secure it in
place permanently. Master had said that from now on all modifications
were permanent. Once the first nipple was secured she lowered the chair I
was in until my mouth was at the height of her pussy.
I knew what was coming and did not hesitate. I had only licked a pussy
twice in my life, I used to think that it was not my job as the man to
give pleasure to a woman in such a submissive way. I hated both times I
gave oral but there was no avoiding it now. Listening to Mistresses
directions and with a noticeable smack on my ovaries when I wasn't giving
enough enthusiasm, I managed to get her off after 15 minutes of licking
and was rewarded with juices from her pussy. Mistress Janice then
proceeded to do the same to my other nipple, fit me with a large nose
right though my septum, pierce my ears and fit me with slutty large hoop
earrings. Finally a small piercing was made just above my left eye
through the skin around my eyebrow and a small pink gem fitted.
I was then led to a different room where I was permanently marked as
Masters property. Between my shoulders in large italic font I was branded
with "Property of Master Marcus" in the small of my back I was branded
with the word "SISSY". Just above my clitty a large pink heart was
tattooed on my skin.
Looking in the mirror I had a small sniffle but if it was what Master
wanted then I was happy. I then thanked Mistress for all she had done.
Mistress then led to the front of the shop where one of Mistresses slaves
proceeded to prepare me for the evening. This slave was exquisite and
even more delicious than myself. She had ruby red hair a figure to die
for, 42DD breasts a tiny 17 inch waist and the most spankable ass I had
seen in my life. Her face was perfectly symmetrical a soft jawline baby
blue eyes and high cheekbones. Her legs were long and slender and she
stood on towering heels but if I had to guess she was about 5ft 9
naturally. My clitty stirred seeing her, part of me wanted to kidnap her
and fuck her mercilessly the other part of me wanted to be her. I
realised this emotion must be what the men watching me sway through the
street must have felt. No wonder Master had broken me and made me his
sissy slave, the old me would have done the same to this woman.
Ruby was her name and she was an expert beautician. I had my hair dyed
platinum blond and extensions put in to take my hair down to my waist. I
then had my eyebrows shaped and was done up with professional make-up so
that I looked stunning. Slightly slutty but absolutely stunning. Then
small injections were used to plump my lips up similar to hers giving us
both the perfect cock sucking look. I thanked the slave as mistress
returned. Smiling she asked me if I liked the way her slave looked.
Agreeing immensely she had he slave lift her skirt and stunning me it
turned out she was a sissy just like me.
"This pathetic Sissy used to be my husband many years ago," she informed
me, "but little did he know I only married him for his money and then
proceeded to transform him into the worthless sissy you see before you.
Ruby Tell Jessica how long it has been since your last orgasm."
With pure subjection Mistress Janice's ex husband Ruby responded with, "8
years and 5 days mistress, the day that you captured your useless sissy
and began to fix her to serve your needs."
"You see," continued Mistress Janice, "I am not lenient like your master,
if you were my slave you would never cum again, so the next time you have
a little outburst like you did earlier remember this very carefully.
There are a lot worse Masters and Mistresses that you could serve out
there if you were ever sold on."
The thought hadn't even crossed my mind. Master had tortured me
horrendously, but to find out that other dominants considered him lenient
and that I could be sold, I again resolved myself to be the most obedient
sissy ever. I knew Master would continually humiliate me from now on and
whilst my red flush would give me away I would never embarrass Master in
public. I could only reply with "thank you for the advice Mistress, I
humbly apologise for my hesitation earlier and will not make the mistake
again."
Mistress Janice casually informed me that of course I wouldn't as she was
going to help with in my inauguration later.
Confused but not willing to push the bounds I helped Ruby and mistress
Janice get ready. It was 10pm and I hadn't heard from my Master al day.
Dressed in my white corset and ballet heels I was fitted with a white arm
binder, white ball gag and white latex hood only leaving a small gap free
for my eyes, then my miniscule white trench coat was draped over my
shoulders and the belt tightened so that at least a portion of my breasts
were covered.
Ruby was fitted in a matching outfit but true to her name and colour it
was bright red. Looking in a mirror we could have almost been twins as
Ruby had early on in her transformation been sent to the same doctor that
had worked on me. Ruby was slightly shorter, her breasts were slightly
larger and her waist slightly smaller but for all intents and purposes we
could have at least been sisters. Without giving her sissies time to
admire themselves Mistress Janice also looking stunning clipped leashes
to our collars and we were taken out of the shop as mistress closed up.
Being Saturday night in London Soho it was packed and as expected we had
all the attention focused on us as mistress led us to the BDSM club.
Walking calmly up to the bouncer I saw Master there talking to the owner
of the club, clearly another old friend. This man was a monster, my
Master was big but he was at least 6ft 7 and had muscles ripping out of
his body. Noticing our arrival this new Master whistled in his approval
at our arrival and congratulated my Master on his first slave who he
called stunning.
Blushing in deep humiliation and pride master took the leash off mistress
Janice and proceeded to play with my newly pierced nipples which had an
electric effect how I felt. My clitty tried to strain out instantly which
drew laughter from all the Masters and Mistresses around. Pulling on the
leash both of their sissies were taken down into the club.
Ruby had been to this club almost every weekend since her capture, but
for me it was a new and chastising experience. A few months ago I would
have killed to get into a club like this, to have captured and trained my
own slave to serve me, especially if she looked like one of us sissies,
but now I was content with being masters slave although I was worried
what this inauguration was that mistress had informed me of.
To start with the 2 masters and mistress retired to a VIP table in the
corner where Ruby and I waited patiently kneeling by their sides. After a
few drinks later around 11.30 when the club was at capacity the music cut
and over the loudspeaker I heard a voice state it was time for the new
arrivals to be introduced.
With a drop in my heart I knew this was it. Master would introduce me
into his world and everyone would see what had become of Justin Cooper
the multimillion pound account manager.
There were 4 brand new slaves being introduced this evening 3 other women
and myself a sissy. Two of the woman had huge grins on their face had
clearly volunteered for this and kneeled in position by their masters
side. Myself too well trained to even think about getting out of this
kneeled also by my masters side. A final woman, an absolutely stunning
natural beauty and in her early thirties was crying her eyes out,
uselessly screaming against her gag and struggling against the arm binder
holding her in position. I thought she looked familiar but I just
couldn't place it.
She had been humbled more than I could have imagined. She was bald
clearly being shaved earlier today, had large hoops welded into her perk
36DD breasts and large weights dangling down clearly causing a huge
amount of pain. Her pussy had been sealed off having multiple piercings
and was locked with an interwoven steel wire and padlock. She had been
made up in a complete slutty way had a large ring through her septum
similar to what had happened earlier to myself and sported penis shaped
earrings out of both ears. Her waist was compressed to a miniscule 16
inches and tattooed across the front of her breasts were the words
"Starfire Executive Slut".
It was at that moment I recognised her as Jasmine Peters, the once proud
and firery CEO of Starfire enterprises! What had happened and how in the
hell did she find herself in this situation. I had not been able to
recognise her earlier as her gorgeous blond hair had been completely
shaven off. It was clear that she had been captured recently and did not
have the fear and discipline of the other slaves, all I could sense was
her anger at being treated as a lowly slave. Stealing a quick look at her
master I recognised Mr Stark as her captor. Mr Stark had risen quickly
through the ranks of Starfire and clearly he had now taken command.
We were instructed that we would present our former names, titles and job
positions, We would then explain our experience and tell the club our new
names and position in life.
The 2 women went first with a simple explanation of their names.
Shockingly they were both aspiring models but had fallen in love with
their masters and was making it official. Their giggles during the
ceremony told me that they clearly did not know what they were signing up
for and the crowds silence after they finished confirmed my suspicion.
Then it was my turn. I was not going to let my Master down.
With my hood removed and the ball gag taken out I stood up in the
standing slave position as commanded by my masters signal. Arms crossed
behind my back, chest out, head up, eyes down.
"I formerly Justin Cooper," I heard a few gasps in the audience, clearly
some people knew the old me, my face turning the brightest shade of red
possible, but I continued my voice not wavering in the slightest, "Senior
Manager at Globex responsible for advanced acquisitions thank My Master
Marcus Bailey for my transformation." I knew that I was going to do
master proud and perform better than those other 2 sluts. "Master saw the
sissy inside of me and with his expert guidance he transformed me from an
arrogant selfish man into the happy and submissive sissy here today.
Master has blessed me with the name Jessica, and I am to serve as his
personal Sissy slave to obey all orders commanded. I love you Master."
This last comment drew a round of laughter and applause for myself but
more for my master, as it was clear this was a forced transition. To get
such a response out of me in such a short time clearly impressed a number
of the Masters and Mistresses there.
Returning to my masters side and kneeling he whispered in my ear. "That
was perfect Jessica," humiliation turned to pride and I was beaming in
joy as Master reinserted my gag but left the hood off.
Next came the turn of Jasmine Peters, Starfire's newest executive slut.
As soon as the gag was removed she screamed out hysterically "Help me you
idiots, can't you see I've been kidnapped and forced her. Call the police
arrest this man and GET ME OUT OF HERE!!"
Silence met her screams and if it wasn't clear enough before it was now.
This was a group of Masters and Mistresses that took their slaves by
force. No one was coming to help her and she broke down in tears
screaming "NO!" as the gag was reinserted by Mr stark and pulled as tight
as possible before being secured behind her head.
All 4 of us were then taken by a club slave to be prepare for the
evening. Our arm binders, collars, corsets and footwear remained on. Our
gags were removed and replaced with jaw wrenching ring gags. Jasmine
pleaded with the slave to help her but it was fallen on death ears. I
could see the other two women starting to look nervous. I believe they
thought this was a fun BDSM club and that they would be occasionally
submissive with their masters at home. This was as far from the actual
truth as possible and slowly over the course of the evening many lashes
and deposits of cum leaking out of their holes later they realised their
mistake.
Each of us was secured on our fronts on a chair and strapped into place.
Our heads held up at crotch height, ass raised in the air and legs spread
giving access to mine and Jasmines ass, as her pussy was sealed away and
the other ladies ass and pussy.
With that the festivities began. We were wheeled out centre stage and
given free reign all night long to the clubs members. Mistress Janice as
promise extracted her revenge from earlier by cropping my ass until she
broke skin with my Masters permission of course. I lost track of how much
cum was deposited inside me and how many pussies I had serviced, all the
while my clitty strained against it's cage.
I however counted myself lucky, most of the attention and whipping was
focused on Jasmine. Having such a high and mighty bitch bought low like
this was too much for anyone to resist. By the end of the night her body
was whipped raw. Her tears long since dried up as Mr Stark returned to
collect a sobbing, babbling piece of mess that apologized and told her
Master she knew her true place in the world was to serve him. Biding her
in a latex straitjacket he told her that her suffering had only just
begun and with that took her to be degraded and humiliated for the rest
of her life serving her ex-employees and any business partners she had
dealt with in the past.
As Master came to release me for the evening he told me that he had one
last surprise. Exhausted and looking up I was stunned. It was my former
boss Mr Grant standing over me. Lifting my chin up he smugly informed me
that he was compliant in my Masters plan. Moving around to my sore ass I
felt his penis slowly insert into me. No where near as large as my
Masters or a number of the penis's I had served tonight, this was the one
that I felt truly humbled by. As Master Grant slowly increased his speed
he told me that he knew I was coming for his position, knew that I was
talking behind his back and was planning on getting rid of me anyway
which he could do due to his connections. Master of course knew all of
this as both men had been friends for a number of years. It all clicked,
Master Grant had bought my Master into the company, pretended it was for
all senior managers and together they worked on me to destroy my life.
As I felt Master Grant fill me with my last load of the night I almost
passed out, until my gag was removed and I knew what final humiliation
was required of me.
"Thank you Master Grant for working with Master to show me my true place
in life. I apologies for the words I said behind your back and I
apologise for thinking a useless sissy slave such as myself could compete
against you. I am truly humbled and beg your forgiveness."
"Soon you will have my forgiveness Jessica," he responded. "I have been
given permission to have you as our executive slut in the near future, I
am sure you will love to serve all those that you stepped on in the past,
I know they will love to take their revenge on you."
Shuddering with the thought I finally passed out around 4 in the morning
as master released me carried me back to his car and took me home.
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