Slave Girl

The life of the BDSM slave girl and her master.

My name is Selena and I am a devoted slave to my master Josh. I fell in love with him when I was thirteen, and a virgin. It took all my courage to confess my feelings to him, and oh, I was so happy when he accepted me immediately! He was so mature, older than my parents. But, as it turned out, he was still on top of his sexuality.

It was at a late night party with him, me, my parents, and a lot of other guests. Everyone was drunk, the house was big, and no one was supervising me. So Josh first took me to a corner and we were kissing passionately and his hands were all over me. I was so dizzy and so happy!

Then he took me to an empty room – there were many rooms, and most of them were occupied, I heard moans and cries of sexing couples and groups here and there – but he still found a small empty room with a couch and told me to strip naked. My heart was racing, I was so excited! I obeyed without thinking about it.

He put me on a couch doggy style, ran his fingers over my pussy – I was so wet by then that I was literally dripping – then grunted in approval, unzipped and penetrated me. Ouch! It hurt! As I said, I was a virgin at the time and he did not bother to be careful. He just broke my hymen and started thrusting into me. I wept, and sobbed, and cried, but he would not let me go, and very soon the pain mixed with the unfamiliar pleasure that was rising in me.

My sobs turned into loud moans. My hips began to jerk on their own to match his strong thrusts. Soon I came for the first time in my life and Josh, who held my hair like reins, came inside me.

“This is how you become mine,” he whispered to me, kissing my neck, almost biting it. “Selene, from now on you are mine!”

I felt like fainting with happiness. Yes, I belonged to Josh! We walked back into the party hall hand in hand (I had dressed up, albeit messy) and the guests cheered. I did not know it at the time, but that first time imprinted itself on me, and since then nothing has turned me on more than complete obedience to my master, humiliation, pain, and rough treatment. And Josh gave me all of that!

***

Within a week, I moved in with Josh. He was on good terms with my parents (and as I found out much later, my parents were also into BDSM), so they approved and helped me move in. That’s how my new life began, and it was wonderful!

Josh forbade me to take my underwear and home clothes with me. I have never worn them since, always naked at home, always ready to serve him – and he wanted me several times a day. In his forward and rough way he taught me anal and deep throat sex the first week. I moaned and shrieked every time he took me, it was like heaven.

My periods have already started by then, and Josh despised condoms.

“I don’t like babies in my house,” he said. “Let’s get you some protection. Hmm. Either the pill or the coil…”

“Of course, Josh! Whatever you wish!” I agreed enthusiastically. I wasn’t dreaming about babies either. To fuck freely, completely relaxed, not thinking about pregnancy – what could be better? “You can even sterilize me!”

“I’m not sure yet… Maybe one day I’ll want to give you away to someone to make you pregnant…” he pondered.

I was horrified. Josh could give me away? I will be separated from him?

“Oh no! Josh, please! Let me stay with you! I’ll do anything for you! You can sterilize me, I beg you!” I pleaded. Josh laughed. He was enjoying my desperation.

“We’ll think about that later. For now, let it be the coil.”

Josh had a gynecologist who did not ask about my age. So I got my coil and stopped worrying about getting pregnant.

***

The first week, Josh presented me with a wide leather collar with beautiful incrustations and the words “Selene” and “I belong to Josh”. He also gave me thick chain anklets and bracelets. Since then, I only took the collar off when I bathed, and I never took the chains off. I couldn’t even if I wanted to (and I didn’t) because Josh sealed them on me, there were no locks.

You remember, I was only thirteen and still in school. My collar and chains caused strange looks and comments, but I was just proud to show them to everyone and explain what they meant. The girls envied me and the boys stared at me hungrily – I liked that very much! Of course, I would not allow anyone to fuck me without Josh’s orders.

I became Josh’s slave in every sense of the word, not just a sex slave. He trained me to wash him, shave him, massage him, cook for him, clean for him. He was so happy and content when I took care of him! I was so in love with him, and I was just happy to be of service to him in any way I could.

***

On the second month, Josh branded me with tattoos. He was so nice that he even let me choose the design! And he sat by my side, holding my hand, caressing me and sometimes fingering me as I squealed naked under the tattoo needle. This experience strengthened my bond between pain and ecstasy even more.

And now I had nice inscriptions on my chest, back, butt and hips. Besides the same “Selene” and “I belong to Josh”, I was also tagged with “Slut”, “Free Fuck” and “No Refusal”.

“What’s that?” I asked curiously.

Josh laughed.

“Didn’t you think you were only going to have sex with me? I will offer you to my guests, friends… and sometimes strangers!”

“Strangers?!” I shuddered, but already aroused by the idea.

“Sure! Look how cute and fuckable you are. I just want everyone to enjoy your body!” Josh pinched my nipple and I sighed with pleasure. “You’re such a slut,” he added lovingly.

“Oh thank you Josh! If it pleases you, I will do it for you!” I exclaimed, rubbing against him like a cat.

***

Josh did not wait long to introduce me to this new side of life. In his straightforward way, he did not prepare me gradually, but invited his six friends to dinner. I served them as a naked waitress, and then I was the dessert.

They fucked me one after the other, everywhere – my mouth, pussy and ass, often two holes at once. They had so much fun! And I had my fun too, I never had so many orgasms in a row. They slapped me, twisted my nipples, pulled my hair, called me dirty names – and I squealed with pleasure. Josh was happy to watch me, and extremely aroused by what he was seeing. He fucked me hard three times that night, taking turns with the guests.

After that, my master often organized such gatherings. I was happy to see his friends and acquaintances, and I always tried my best to be a perfect hostess and a pleasant entertainment for them. Josh rewarded me well for this, and I also loved to be used roughly.

***

Sometimes Josh lent me to the porn studios for BDSM and rough gangbang scenes. I discovered that I liked being filmed and I played my roles with full devotion. Josh would always come to the shoot, watch the takes, and fuck me afterwards when I was limp, exhausted with pleasure, bruised, and covered in other men’s cum. Often his fucks were the last straw, and I passed out during orgasms. That’s the best way to pass out, really!

We had a lot of fun watching my porn videos together, with breaks for sex. I bragged about my appearances on porn sites at school. I was becoming a celebrity! Some of the girls envied me and quietly asked how they could do the same, and all the boys literally drooled over me and wanted to fuck me. I told them all to ask Josh for permission, and they did.

Josh loved it. So we started having school sex parties at our house. My friends at school were just thrilled when they found out about my full-time nudity at home and my tattoos!

I learned by then that the two things that turned Josh on the most were exposing me to others and watching them fuck me, and deflowering young virgins and teaching them sex. He got both at our sex parties. I enjoyed every time I persuaded another virgin girl to come, then I undressed her and teased her, and then Josh made her a woman. Some of the girls even wanted to become Josh’s slaves afterward, so he’s got a nice harem, but I was always his first and favorite one.

And the boys just gangbanged me and other girls who dared to come. They were always happy to fuck us all at once. Josh himself always joined them, he enjoyed threesomes with teenage boys and helpless girls. And I must say that teenage boys make great sex partners! They are literally inexhaustible and always eager to fuck. Josh has trained many teenagers in this way, turning them into real sexual beasts!

***

My life went on like that for about a year, and I could not wish for anything better. Sometimes we would visit my parents, or they would visit us. I was so surprised to see my mother wearing the collar like mine, only with the inscriptions that she belonged to my father!

“We did not want to worry you when you were young,” they laughed. “And we are so happy that you have chosen our way on your own!”

But Josh still had some ideas in his sleeve.

One spring day, he threw out all my shoes, pants and leggins, and bought me more short and exposing dresses.

“You should be closer to nature,” he chuckled.

Since then, I have always been barefoot, my body barely covered. My school teachers were uncomfortable with this at first, but Josh was persuasive and generous, so they eventually tolerated it.

Josh would often take me for long walks on a leash that was clipped to my collar. For a while I wore my short dresses outside, then she ordered me to go naked. Our neighbors knew Josh and his preferences well, so they just smiled at us.

We would do our grocery shopping together and he would leave me waiting at the front door with my leash tied to the post. The men quickly learned what my “Free Fuck” and “No Refusal” tattoos meant, so they would often come up to me and fuck me in front of everyone, right in front of the supermarket door, in all sorts of ways and combinations. Josh liked to see me carrying our heavy bags home, blushing and panting, with trickles of cum running down my legs. He got so turned on that he always fucked me in our hallway when we got home.

And he did not change this custom when winter came! Luckily, we live in a warm enough place where temperatures rarely fall far below freezing. I learned that the wet snow felt almost warm, especially when I got hot from the strangers fucking me hard. And Josh always ordered me into the hot tub when we got home. He’s so caring, and he really loved me!

***

With all the serving and fucking, I barely had time for my schoolwork, but Josh insisted that I keep studying.

“I’m not going to live forever, you know,” he pointed out. “One day I won’t be able to take care of you, and you should have other ways to make a living besides sex.”

Just the thought of losing him tore my heart out, but of course he was right. My Josh is always so thoughtful and considerate.

So I studied as hard as I could, I aced my exams, and Josh rewarded me beautifully. I also took great pride in getting good grades despite my busy schedule.

In high school, my classmates started getting part-time jobs wherever they could, as couriers, baristas, sales clerks, and so on. Nothing special. Some of the girls were waitressing, and that gave me an idea. After all, I had been serving Josh’s guests for years.

I told him, he agreed, and found me a nightclub that hired naked waitresses. Officially, the customers weren’t allowed to fuck us, but in reality they all did, and the managers just looked the other way. I had a lot of great orgasms, made good money, and made a lot of good friends and useful connections.

One day, I went into a private corner with two young women, and in between having orgasms with each other, I found out from them that they were naked yoga instructors and tantric sex teachers. I was amazed. I did not know such things existed! And now I knew what I wanted to do for a living.

***

I finish my notes twenty years later. We are still together with Josh and we are still in love with each other. My collar, although quite worn, is still on me.

He can’t fuck me like he did in his prime – although he still enjoys watching me get fucked by others – but while he still could, he had my coil removed and got me pregnant. Now we are raising our beautiful daughter, Cindy.

I teach naked yoga and tantric sex twice a day, with breaks for my service to Josh and Cindy. I also do intimate massage and work part-time as a surrogate sex partner for sex therapists, and those are other things I’m perfect at.

You might guess that we taught our Cindy to have sex as soon as she got old enough to do it, and she is now much more sexual than I was in her years – although I couldn’t imagine how that could be possible. She’s literally insatiable, and she’s very open, vibrant and happy, making friends wherever she goes.

But her life is another story for another time.

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