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5 Years Of Being A Slave        There are three small cells in the upper hallway off mistress's bedroom. I am in one of them. For the past week I have been in solitary confinement, naked, closely chained in anklets and wrist cuffs, only able to move as far as the collar and lead chain allows. I am mistress's Morgan's body slave. She owns me. How did I get here? how did my life turn out this way? Here is my story. I was nineteen and alone when I moved from Colorado to New York City. I didn't know anyone when I met Heather at the club. She was gorgeous and like a big sister to me so when she asked me to move in to her beautiful apartment on the upper east side, I was thrilled that someone of her stature took interest in me. I loved the attention when she picked out my clothing, my nail polish, hair style. she even put me on a diet and helped me loose nine pounds. I loved doing things for her so when she asked me to give her a bath or massage, it gave me great pleasure. Doing her toe nails, oiling her body, shaving her, all made me feel wonderful. At night she would sit on the sofa and I would kneel next to her on the floor. She would pet my hair, stroke my cheek. I loved her. I love licking her and spend hours bringing her to orgasm. It was natural when she told me to lick her toes, or to go on all fours while she fucked me with a dildo. When she asked if I would wear her collar as a special sign of our commitment to each other, how could I resist? Soon I was wearing her collar and calling her mistress. my day was filled a busy schedule of caring for her house while she worked and being a loving submissive at night. We socialized with a small group of wealthy middle age woman and their slaves. Chastity belts, nipple rings, tattoos, brandings, I never knew a world like this existed. it was like being in heaven. Mistress told me to pack for a car trip to North Carolina for the vacation. we would be gone a week. I couldn't wait for a trip to the shore and a chance to meet Heather's older sister Jarla. The drive was route 95 for hours. we arrived after dark. the house was on a fifty acre estate in the middle of nowhere. When the door opened, a beautiful girl wearing only anklets and a collar met us. when she saw Heather, she knelt on the floor and kissed Heather's shoe. we were led into the living room where I saw Mistress Jarla for the first time. she was in her mid forties, but looked much younger. she greeted Heather with a kiss hello then came over to me and gave me a big kiss on my mouth. My mistress asked me to undress so her sister could see how beautiful I was. when I was naked she had me put my hands above my head and turn around for her. she got up and fingered my nipples and opened my mouth with her hand. she placed me on all fours, opened me with her thumb and index finger so her sister could see my most private parts. I heard them discuss me like a piece of meat. My mistress even had me masturbate for her so her sister could see how hot I was. When the anklets were held out, Jarla simply said she wanted to see how I looked with constricted steps. When the wrist cuffs were added with a connecting chain I began to panic. I couldn't believe what I saw next. Jarla took out her check book and wrote a check for fifty thousand dollars and gave it to Heather. They weren't sisters after all. Heather had sold me into slavery. Before she left me there she told me what she had done. It was how she made her living. I never saw her after that night. The next day I was taken to the barn and branded with the initial "S" for slave girl. a few days later my nipples were pierced and large gold rings with the letter "M" were placed on each of them. my clit was ringed so many times that it would be impossible to have male sex. I was locked in a chastity belt. I was mistress Jarla's body slave. She had arranged the entire thing when she saw me at the same club I met Heather at. I was held under the strictest of slaveries. my day consisted of attending my mistress in her toilet, wiping her after she peed. I spent hours licking her, massaging her, doing her toes over and over again. If I dripped polish on the floor or didn't do a color perfectly, she punished me ruthlessly. When she wasn't using me, I was made to kneel in perfect posture by her desk until she called me for something. my ankles were always chained. I was always kept in a chastity belt so I was deprived of my own orgasms. At night I was chained at the foot of my mistress's bed nearby for service. When it pleased her, my mistress would take off my belt and allow me to masturbate on her toe, after which I would spend hours licking and polishing them. If I was disobedient, she would whip me with a single tail which was the most painful experience of my life. If I didn't follow her rules and rituals she would put me in a slave hood for days at a time or keep me in close chains for three or four days without rest. I became her mindless animal. She is busy training a new girl now. I am trained and ready for sale. I will have a new mistress. I was sold for one hundred thousand dollars. I met my new owner when she inspected me last week. She is only sixteen. I am her sweet sixteen present. She is picking me up this weekend. I will serve her perfectly. I don't know how long the ride to my new home was. I am in slave hood and cape. I am in close chains. I arrive in night. My hood is removed. The cape is removed. The chains holding my ankles are undone. As I adjust to the light I see the girl I met last week. My new owner. the older woman with her must be her mother. I am told to kneel and I go to my knees and place my head to the floor. I am a trained animal. I hear a voice command me to crawl across the room and approach. I do. The lick command is given and I mindlessly begin to lick and suck my young mistress's naked toes. "Kneel!" I am positioned and I am up in perfect posture, back straight, hands on knees, head down in front of the woman who now owns me. "Look-up!" I look into the face of my mistress for the first time. She is a young wispy blond barely sixteen. Her mother is perhaps thirty eight and does the talking. She explains what I already know. I am to be her daughter's slave. She has full ownership rights over me and I am to be her total and complete slave. When her mother asked me if I understood what she meant, I performed ambiences and submitted myself as her daughter's slave girl. To welcome me to the new household I was taken to the basement and given twenty strokes with the single tail. For the next three years I lived with mistress Leah and her mother Marie. I was always chained and belted. Mistress Lee, as she liked being called, led me around the house with a nipple leash. I began the day as her toilet slave. I bathed her, shampooed her hair. I washed her feet and polished her toes and fingers. I dressed her. She was multi orgasmic so I would begin sucking her in the early morning before getting up for school and would continue till getting her bath ready at 6:30 am. when she finally left for school I hobbled into her mother's room. Mistress Marie slept naked and my daily ritual with her was to wake her by sucking her toes and moving up to her clit. I would suck her for an hour before she had enough. next I would prepare her bath. She undid my belt so I could get in with her and shave her. She loved body massages so she spent the morning being pampered. When she went out for lunch I would be locked in my kennel until she or Lee got back. Sometimes I would be put in without my belt on so I could masturbate, but most of the time I was led into the kennel belted with my wrists chained to my collar so I couldn't have a release. I was usually so tired that I went right to sleep. When Mistress Lee got back from school she would release me from the kennel so I could cook, clean, do laundry and so on. I cleaned every room every day so the house was spotless. At around 4pm, the house work was done and the young mistress would bring me to her room where I would be put though all the positions she had taught me. Kneel, beg, crawl, stand on one foot, stand for inspection, belly, all special posses with rituals I performed till she was tired. Sometimes she would put me over her kneel after unchaining the belt and spank me until I begged for an orgasm. sometimes she commanded me to belly dance for her wearing only my anklets, which were never taken off, or sometimes she would have me kneel in front of her and slap me across the face as hard as she could just so she could see me bleed. The afternoon sessions were exhausting. She once had me stand on one foot without moving for two hours. If I broke position she whipped my breast. Many evening after dinner Marie would go out and I would be alone with the young mistress. She would talk to me and knew every detail of my life. We were almost like friends until she would clap her hands and I would once again become her owned property. One minute we would be watching a movie, the next I would be licking her toes and ass cheeks till she came on my face. My time in that household went by quickly. I was now almost twenty four. My fifth year of slavery...

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