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to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of
bondage, feminization and other 'deviant' sexual experiences: don't read
this. Don't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any
further is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on
yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is highly cliche,
horrifying and unintentional...
Theresa, this one is for you since you wondered if a trans woman could
ever cross my path.
Rules for the Subs :
(Optional fun for the free pets, at your owner's discretion for the
owned.)
Rule #1. You belong to me. I prefer lipstick to mark you as mine, but if
you don't have it, get a collar or symbolic necklace and secure it around
your neck... remember this makes you mine... Say it: "I belong to you
Mistress," And you belong to me until your next orgasm.
Rule #2 No orgasms without Mistress' Permission. If you have a chastity
cage or belt.. Lock her up, now.
Rule #3. I like Ellipses... really.. I do... Be sure to stimulate
yourself every time you see one... I want you horny for the entire
story... press your lips together if you have lipstick on as well..
Imagine we're sharing a nice kiss every time you do.
Rule #4. Everytime you see the word 'slave,' you will say it aloud and
remember that you are mine, Slave.
Rule #5 Send me your thoughts at the end.
Enjoy.
Mistress Dyvia presents:
A Girl Named Slave
By Mistress Dyvia
"Come with us," they told me. I closed my eyes and let out a little sigh.
I tried to hold my dignity as I took my purse and stood up. A man on each
side of me escorted me through the crowd. There were a few onlookers and
outright gawkers. They probably assumed I was counting cards or cheated
in some way, I didn't. I may have been a bit over-extended.
The door opened to the backroom. And the woman across from me gestured to
the chair, I sat down. One of the men took my purse from me and handed it
to the woman across from me. She spilled the contents of my purse onto
the desk, makeup, tampons, cellphone, wallet, hair brush, a couple
condoms... she opened my wallet, and removed the credit cards, My ID and
two single one-dollar bills. She handed my credit cards to one of the
other men... and he stepped outside for a moment, and when he stepped
back in, I couldn't see the expression on his face, but I'm pretty sure he
ran them and saw that I had no balance.
The woman in front of me simply frowned in a disappointment. "I'm
honestly unsure how she actually ran up such a high tab. You are indebted
to us a significant amount of money, in the form of six figures..."
"...I know how much I owe. I'm pretty sure I could have broken even
within the hour..." I said.
"So confident?" he chided.
"Yeah, I am pretty lucky," I defended myself.
"Not today." She looked at one of the men, and he pulled me up out of the
seat and then handcuffed my wrists together behind my back.
"What the hell lady?" I asked.
"You have two options at this point. One, we can send you to jail-"
"Not so easy, it's not a crime to be poor," I instantly rebuked.
"It is a crime to defraud us." She paused. Straightened out her jacket,
"But, as I was saying, you have a choice, no going back, one or the other,
you choose now. Jail, or work it off. Choose now, or we choose Jail for
you."
What the hell was I going to do? Be a dealer working for tips? Or be a
maid, and see if I got lucky cleaning the places? I didn't think I would
get ahead as quickly... But, I could always run if things got stupid.
"I'll work it off."
She nodded her head. "Take her to processing."
"Can I have my phone and ID back?"
She shook her head. "No. Tonight you disappear, and the woman on this ID
doesn't come back until our money has been repaid."
What the fuck? "You can't do that, it's illegal."
She laughed. "Good luck finding a police officer that will listen to
you."
The men lifted me up and pulled me out of the room, dragged me down an
elevator, and before I knew it, I was in an area that looked more like a
lab, than a casino. I was brought into a room, and my wrists were secured
to a pole, there was a tiny pillow on the floor so that I could sit, or I
could stand. I was left alone for what had to be an hour.
I was sitting, my shoulders were cramping when a woman in a white coat
stepped in... She opened a small white box and brought a collar around my
neck. "This is both to designate you as an employee and used for training
purposes."
"Look, what the hell is going on? I said I would agree to work off my
debt, but this is a little ridiculous."
She smiled and walked over to me. "I am Doctor L, you will address me as
such. And you are not allowed to ask questions unless seeking
clarification about an instruction."
"What, no that's not how this-" Pain ran through my body from the neck
for like twenty minutes before stopping.
"That is a thirty second pulse at pain level three of ten. I will
administer one every time you fail to comply with an instruction or become
disobedient. If you fail half or more of the instructions I give you in a
day, you will spend the night in the shock setting. You better hope I
give you more than one instruction today..."
"I'm sorry... Doctor."
"That's much better. Now I want you to request that I remove your
clothing."
"Wait, what?" Pain sheared right through my defenses.
"Oh, this is not looking good for you..."
I took a few deep breaths when the pain subsided... "I'd like you to
remove my clothes." Pain...
"Try again with a 'Please.'"
"Would you please remove my clothes, Doctor?" I asked nervously...
"I would love to." And she proceeded to use a pair of scissors to remove
my clothes. She looked between my legs, "I wasn't expecting that of you,
sissy. You look like a real woman."
I glared at her, "I am a real woman."
And for the first time I saw a look of shock on her face. "My apologies.
I'll make a note of that," She typed something into her tablet. "Sexual
Orientation?"
"I'm straight."
"Well... Most of our clients are men, but I may have to make a call to
see if we can adjust you a bit."
"Adjust me?" Pain.
"I didn't give you permission to ask a question," The Doctor's simple
reply. Then she looked at her tablet. "I'm going to ask you three
questions, the answer to all three is 'Yes.' The first Question is,
"Would you like us to upgrade your tits to Double-Ds?"
I took in a breath, I was happy with my body, but I thought about the
shock. "Yes, Doctor."
She nodded her head, "Do you prefer it when we choose your outfits for the
day?"
I scowled wondering if they were setting me up to dress in short revealing
slut outfits, but again I didn't want to deal with the shock. "Yes,
Doctor."
"Are you comfortable changing your name for our programs?"
What was wrong with my name? I actually liked it... But fuck it... I
didn't want that shock, "Yes, Doctor."
"Good. In that case, as of right now,your name is 'Slave.' And if you do
really well in the next two weeks, I will allow you to pick something
different. Are you alright with that?"
"I am, Doctor." I really wasn't...
"What's your name?"
"My name is Slave."
"Good, Slave." Though I wasn't sure if she was addressing me by my title
at that point or my 'name.'
One Month later.
After two weeks of training, I was let out of the training section and
have been treated as a whore on a nightly basis since. My name, which In
never changed from 'Slave,' and the fetsih attire made me pretty popular
among the guests using the casino's app. They could just click on a
girl's face and reserve her for the night.
Tonight, there was a knock on the door. I sat up trying not to wake the
girl that slept beside me in the one small twin bed. I was naked. The
girl beside me, moaned slightly, and I stood up and walked between my bed
and the one beside me with two girls on that tiny bed. I opened the door,
"Yes?"
A guard looked at me. "Are you, Slave?"
I nodded my head, "Yes," He reached in and grabbed my arm and pulled me
out. Again I was naked, but I was used to this behavior. Holding me by
my upper arm, we walked me to an elevator and pressed a button. We were
going down to one of the basement levels.
I was brought to a salon area, where I was pushed into a chair. It didn't
take long, but they did my makeup, false eyelashes instead of mascara, so
I was likely going to be blindfolded. Smokey gray eyeshadow with a bit of
pink for color on the edges... My eyebrows were shaped with a brush and a
bit of color added. My blood red lipstick was made to match my hair and
the same color added to my ridiculously long nails... Then my hair was
styled... and by styled I mean they added some waves to my normally
straight hair. Then a bit of perfume, and guessing how my dick reacted in
its chastity device, it probably had some super pheromones to make me more
desirable.
Once I was declared done, the guard pulled me out of the chair and holding
my upper arm tightly led me to the wardrobe area where there were a few
girls helping others put on the appropriate clothes.
Jeanette saw me. "Hey Slave, You are popular this week."
I smiled. "Slave is definitely popular," I spoke in third person as part
of my training, which would make my collar shock me if I used a word like
'I.'
She finally came over to me and looked at my work order. "Hey, I have to
ask, why didn't you change your name when your training was over?"
I shrugged. "Slave is a slave, and Slave thought if she had to act as a
slave, the name might attract more clients so that Slave may leave
sooner."
She pursed her lips and nodded her head. "I guess it worked, you seem to
be one of our more popular girls requested through the app."
I smiled. And then she got to work. I wasn't surprised, Tonight's theme
was bondage and fetishwear. I can imagine what the client would like. My
body was encased in a tight rubber bodysuit... I could feel the heat
already and I wasn't even having sex yet. On top of that was a red latex
skirt and stockings, long opera length gloves and nothing to cover my
face, I was almost shocked at that... She had me wear ballet style boots,
which were annoying to walk in... I had a two day training seminar in
wearing them... Which essentially turned into timing how long it took me
to get from point A to point B and shocking me if I failed to get there
with adequate time. Then my arms were cuffed behind my back, and a beige
trench coat over my shoulders and buttoned up the front.
"Open," Jeanette told me.
"Yes, Miss," I said before opening my mouth. She slid a long soft
material dildo into my mouth, and then using a strap secured it to my
mouth... and then she put a medical mask over my face hooked behind my
ears so that I could walk publicly without bringing attention to myself.
"What do you know, we finished early. You have twenty minutes to report
to room 3246."
I nodded my head, since I couldn't exactly talk anymore. As I stepped
away from her, the guard did nothing. No forceful escorting anymore, the
coordinates were in my collar, if I didn't appear on time, I was going to
be shocked.
I walked to the elevator and there was a man at the controls, he smirked
at me. "Single or double digit floor. I tapped my heel twice. "First
number?" I tapped twice. "Twenty-what?" I tapped my heel six more
times.. "Floor twenty-six?" I nodded my head.
I didn't have a lot of time, so I scurried down the hall as best I could
with these heels. I stopped in front of the door I was looking for...
Mistress Dyvia.
I used my knee to knock. Please be in, please be in... Better yet:
please don't have other clients... Please don't have other clients. The
door opened. Her pet-slash-secretary Tara answered, she took in my
appearance, realized I couldn't talk and simply nodded her head to come
in. I stood quietly as she opened the other door behind her desk and
disappeared for a moment, and returned. "Mistress will see you."
I stepped inside, and there she was. Mistress Dyvia. She smiled.
"Slave, how are you?" she asked as she took off my mask and gag.
I stretched my jaw for a moment, and then replied, "Slave is well,
Mistress."
"And what brings you to my door on this fine evening, slave?"
"Slave wondered if Mistress was being honest last week about offering
something for that favor that Slave did."
She paused to think. "Yes, are you calling in your marker?"
I nodded my head. "The Lipstick."
Her smile went wide. "You are ballsy... but..." she paused as if to
think about the consequences. "The results will not put any of our high
rollers into your position, would they?"
I shook my head. "No, Mistress," Which meant I had to be careful with
that directive given.
"Very well..." She took a wet wipe out of the pouch on her desk and wiped
off my lipstick. She put a small pill to my lips, and had me swallow it.
She watched a clock on her wall for a little over a minute and then used a
leather case full of lipstick shades from her desk, found the one that
closest resembled my hair and applied it thickly. "And my debt to you is
paid," she said with a pat on my head.
"Slave thanks Mistress." And with that I opened my mouth...
Her eyebrow lifted as if to ask what I wanted now... and then an 'Oh,
right' expression on her face as she put the gag back in my mouth and
covered my face with the medical mask. "Good Luck, Slave."
"Thank You, Mistress," I responded, though with the phallic gag stuffed
halfway down my throat it sounded more like a, "Rmmpbu MMMppsss."
Back to the elevator, and a few questions and floor tapping sent me to
floor 32, and it didn't take me long to find room 46 with just a few
minutes remaining. I used my knee to knock, and a moment later a door
opened.
A man with slightly graying hair opened it. He was still wearing his
business suit... He looked me up and down. "Are you Slave?"
I nodded my head. "Come in." I stepped inside. He took off my medical
mask, and then unbuttoned my coat and threw them both on the back of a
chair... He looked me up and down. "Even hotter than your pictures
showed, no airbrushing or filters required."
I nodded my head. He pulled me over to the table, a bit quickly for my
taste as it left me a bit unsteady on these heels... but he bent me over
and massage my hips, My ass automatically perked up and I assumed the
position.
"Good little slave-slut... I'm going to have fun with you tonight..."
"Mmm-hmmm," I agreed through my gag...
"Let's get you started with some oral.. You're good with that? Right?"
"Mmm-hmmm..."
And then he removed my gag. And like with Mistress Dyvia I stretched my
jaw and its muscles for a moment. But then he demanded. "Try that
again..."
I smiled as I looked into his eyes. "Slave loves to suck Sir's cock."
"Master," he corrected me.
"Slave loves to suck Master's cock." He smiled as he started to take off
his own clothes, no doubt loved keeping me with my cuffs behind my back.
He sat back into a couch... and I stepped closer and kneeled between his
feet and then knelt down and started teasing his cock with my tongue.
Little licks around the head, nice long and slow slurps up the length of
his shaft... and in less than a minute he was fully hard...
"Suck it," he told me.
"Mm.. Yes... Thank You, Master," I said before moving my lips over his
shaft. My eyes were glued to his, as I slowly sucked on it, up and down.
I didn't have to look to know my lipstick made a perfect crimson ring
around his shaft near his balls. And now I just needed to wait... for
that look in his eyes...
I kept going and he stopped looking at me, and was looking straight
ahead... "Are you alright, Master?" I asked, nervously testing.
In a flat voice he answered. "I am fine..."
"Did you know you can use that app to unlock my chastity device?"
He shook his head. "No, I didn't know that."
"Slave knows that Master wants you to use it..."
"I do..." he seemed to agree, and he started playing with his phone...
with a little guidance, I felt the unlocking click between my legs...
"You want to see me naked, don't you Master?"
"Yes, I do, Slave."
"You should help me get out of this."
"Okay..." he stood up and started removing the cuffs, then my boots,
then the clothes, then all the rubber, and finally my chastity belt. For
the first time in a long time I was able to see all of me...
The drugs in the lipstick worked fine on him, and clearly the pill that
Mistress Dyvia made me swallow made me immune to the effects....
"Master, have you ever sucked a girl's cock before?"
He shook his head. "No."
I was tempted to have him do it right then and there... The drugs they
fed us made us so horny and malleable... agreeable... which made it
easier to train us... But I had an escape plan in my mind," And the idea
that had been forming in my mind was going to be fruitful... I stepped in
and kneeled down on the couch and my lips moved to his ear as I whispered
into his compliant mind.
I sat on the kitchen floor for a while, I was cold, but I liked being
fully naked aside from my collar, I could see and feel all of me... And I
sat near one of the heating units on the cfloor's baseboards... So I felt
warm... I knew it would be just a little time, and then I heard his
voice. "Slave? Where are you?"
"Slave is here, Master..." I said as I stood up and walked to him.
"I can't believe I fell asleep in mid-blowjob." He shook his head. "Damn
jet lag," He let out a sigh. "But I was thinking, Slave, how good are
you?"
"Slave is as good as she can be, Master."
He scowled for a moment. "Not the answer I was looking for, but that's
alright... I had an idea of how I wanted this night to go, but maybe... I
want to try something different. Have you ever been a Dominant?"
"I have not been trained to do that, Master."
"Well, I want you to be my Mistress tonight, what do you say Mistress
Slave?" he said with a chuckle.
"Ummm..." I seemed to pause in hesitation, and then I stood. "Mistress
Ess Will do just fine, Pet."
His teeth showed very brightly with his smile. "What's the first thing I
should do for you, Mistress Ess?"
"Umm..." I was being a bit indecisive. "Can you give me a back massage?"
"Sure!" he said with a bit of enthusiasm... I went back to his bed, and
saw the sloth... he was planning to blind fold me after all... but I
ignored it as I layed down and he started rubbing my back, in fact it was
more of a back rub than a massage, but he did get a few critical areas
just right...
I felt the sparks of arousal beginn and started to lift myself up with my
knees. And slowly slid my hand down between my legs. "Don't you dare
stop, Master."
"Yes, Mistress Ess!" he said as he kept rubbing, me...
"In fact, start rubbing my ass, and don't be afraid to give my tits sone
stimulation as well..." My erection was coming, and it was a bit painful
as I hadn't used it in over a month, I honestly wasn't sure if it was the
chastity or the hormones... but definitely not using was making the
muscles I hadn't used in a long time sore...
But I was working it out... I wasn't jacking it off, just a gentle
rubbing... And then the way he was rubbing my ass, or groping my tits was
helping... 'Tits,' shit I was starting to think the way they wanted me
to... I got shocked if I tried to say breasts or boobs aloud, I had to
say tits or titties.. And shit I was losing my arousal... focus on his
hands...
And there it was coming back... "Mm Yeah. Just like that Master, keep it
going." And like that for a few minutes, and then I felt my initial
orgasm starting to build... and that slow raditing started at my core and
I was cumming.
I turned around and crawled up on the bed, and adjusted the pillows, laid
back, spread my legs wide, and used my finger to tell him to 'Come
hither.' and he did. "Master, lick it.. Nice and gentle, keep a constant
rhythm. Mm.. Yes just like that..." And I started using my hands to
stimulate my own breasts... and other erogenous zones letting his tongue
keep my penis simulated. I came twice like this over the next forty-five
minutes...
And then I stopped him. "Is Master nice and hard?" I asked...
"Pretty Much, Mistress Ess," he replied.
"Well That just won't do..." And I got on my knees and used my tongue to
get him all the way there. And Luckily for me all the suites had plenty
of lube in just about every room. I got some and rubbed it iot my ass...
and then plenty on his cock... and I leaned over the bed... "Fuck this
Slave, Master." And I felt him press my lower back down onto the bed, my
ass immediately pushed up and he forced his way into my ass... Yeah.. I
liked that... and then he started going faster. Once I was into the
rhythm, I reached down between my legs and started stimulating myself.
After the first three small orgasms, I could tell I was building up to a
big one... a huge one.. And I did.. I screamed as I came it radiated out
of me... and my orgasm seemed to last for minutes...
I tapped his side to tell him to get off of me, and he did... I moved and
sat back. "Sit on that chair and Masterbate."
"Mistress Ess?" he asked in confusion.
"Did you not understand the command?"
"No, I understand..." And he sat down and masturbated for me. I was
barely paying attention as I was enjoying the afterglow of my four
orgasms. My penis hurt a bit...
I saw him cumming. And he was done with a stupid smile on his face. I
smirked. "Clean that up, Master."
He nodded his head. "Of course, Mistress Ess." He stood up and started
walking to the bathroom.
"Where are you going?"
"To get a towel?"
"Use your tongue."
Several minutes later he had some serious cock breath, but we were
snuggled up in the bed, and I had him open the app. I saw how much he
paid for me for the night, and suggested a six figure tip for me... he
was definitely agreeable to that. Although he probably didn't understand
that it was because of the lipstick I had on earlier... I used his
bathroom to take a shower. The nicest shower I had in awhile, you don't
even want to know how the casino washes the girls, I will just say it's
not friendly, and it's not relaxing. This was both...
When the sun came up, he helped me put on my chastity belt, rubber suit,
my latex clothes, and my hand cuffs. We said our goodbyes before he put
the gag and mask on my face and helped secure my trench coat, and then I
was off to wardrobe. They accounted for my clothes, and then sent me back
to my dorm room, naked. I opened the door, and there were no blankets,
just a few feet of room between the door and the beds, and then there were
two beds with less than shoulder length apart, one bed had one girl, the
other had two. I laid in the bed with the one girl... and as we were used
to, I wrapped my arms around her...and we shared body heat...
There was a knock, the girl I was sleeping with got up and opened the
door, they asked for me. I was led down the hall, by my upper arm.
Marched naked down the hall, my only clothes were my collar and chastity
belt...
I was in the lab again. It was Doctor L. "Hello Slave, good news for
you... Your last client actually loved your service so much he tipped you
so well it paid off your debt to us... and gave you a little bonus, twenty
thousand dollars in fact. I've never seen one of our girls get out of
debt so quickly, I am truly impressed."
"Slave is free?" I asked.
She nodded her head. She spent a few minutes going over some details, a
reminder that I was under an NDA to keep casino secrets... giving me a
debit card with my tip money on it, and finding some appropriate clothes
for me to wear out of this place since not only would the clothes I wore
in here no longer fit me since they augmented both my ass and my tits...
but she had cut them off the first day anyway...
I accepted that, and thanked her anyway... Of course they removed my
collar and chastity belt so I could get dressed... and then I was handed a
purse.
"It's been a pleasure having you with us, Slave..."
"Ivory... My name is Ivory," I corrected her.
"It's been a pleasure having you with us, Ivory."
"Good Bye, Doctor L." And with that i walked to the elevator and went up
to the lobby. I had twenty thousand dollars, that could keep me afloat
for a while. I was walking across the lobby and I heard the familiar
sounds of the casino. I looked inside. I got lucky last night. I could
walk out right now, and could easily live for six months off my
winnings...
I bit my lower lip as I looked at the blackjack table, what if I just used
a couple thousand dollars, not much, just a little, I could get ahead even
more.. Maybe not have to work for a year? No... I probably shouldn't...
but I did have plenty of money... it's not like I'd use more than a couple
thousand at the most... no I shouldn't....
"Fuck it..." I said and walked up to the counter to get some chips...
Never Quite The End...
And what did you think of Slave? Honestly, I used to roleplay a similar
character in the old Lacy Place, she was a normal woman, who had a
gambling addiction and kept finding herself enslaved to the casino, and
would dominate the clients with her knowledge of men and sometimes some
drugs to influence behaviors, but she would find ways to escape, only to
have her gambling addiction pull her right back in. For this story, I
changed her to a transgendered woman well into her transition because
someone (Theresa) pointed out to me, that for the themes of so many of my
stories, I don't really have many trans characters... I had to do some
research on mtf orgasms, so I hope this was more or less accurate... I
hope you liked this story.
Send me some love, some me some thoughts, send me some criticisms... ir if
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Kisses to you all.
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