3holes Begins Her New Life

First thing in the morning her black head hood was removed and she was stood in front of a basin to wash it and hang it up to dry. She was given a breakfast of a can of slave food much like dog food but formulated for “human” slaves. It was placed in a dish on the floor and she had to eat it with her mouth only. 3holes drank from a secured water bottle with a dildo mouthpiece to the giggles of the household help.

After breakfast, 3holes was walked outside in the sun on a leash by the owner’s assistant for an hour then taken to the shower and allowed to wash her body, with the assistant watching closely for any sign of attempting to escape of course. Escape was illegal here. Once her hair dried a fresh identical hood put on and secured.

A clean 3holes was taken, crawling to demonstrate her voluntary submission to the women’s quarters. The women showed her the household cleaning supplies and pretty much left her alone to do the work. They still hadn’t decided what to do with her. 3holes knew the canned food was to let her know there would be no pleasures for her in this world, save for when it also pleasures the owner. “God, this makes 3holes so damn horny, to be nothing, to have nothing, to be forced to serve and be punished for entertainment,” 3holes marveled at herself. “Why does 3holes get so horny when 3holes KNOWS this owner may NEVER let 3holes orgasm. Probably for his friends and business acquaintances. I hope so someday” Her thoughts were sharply interrupted.

“3holes! Follow me” owner shouted from the door of the women’s quarters. 3holes looked up, startled from her face down, bowing position. When 3holes completed her housework for the mistresses she was told to wait for the owner, face down, ass up. She had the butt plug in as owner’s assistant had placed it in already, a morning ritual. He moved it in a step further. Each step of the plug made her clit pound deliciously more and for more. Her lips and cunt hole would twitch and almost dance, moisture forming and trickling down her legs, tickling and making her more horny.

The women tittered and smirked at her humiliating state. Speaking among themselves “I’m very happy husband has bought a slave to torment. He was always getting angry at us.” Yes” said another, “He is so demanding and now he has one that must obey, and he can play with her as he wanted to with us as much as he wants”. “She seems to enjoy it quite a lot” one said with a nasty laugh. “What I like is she must clean our home and we are free to shop and visit all of the time together.” 3holes was both ashamed and hot. Ashamed being naked and with a butt plug before other women, but hot at being so controlled and no concern about any objection she might have had. Which she didn’t have.

She followed him into his part of the large house. He had her lay on a bed-like table with no surface other than wood. He placed a ball gag in her mouth and further secured t with the velcro strap.There were rings and posts on the bed, walls and ceiling. He fastened her spread eagled on the table and put a vibrator between her legs. “Could this be true? Will he let 3holes orgasm? Why? Ahh-3homes is not to wonder why, but comply,” she self corrected.

The assistant stood at the foot of the table and held a camcorder aimed at her cunt and recorded owner teasing her with the vibrator. A little touch and withdraw. Pushing on her clit and running it up her pubic bone and down through her cunt to her anus. 3holes softly moaned in joy, not to be heard. Her cunt flowed like a river. She tried to spread her legs more which was impossible, but she tried to move with the vibrator. She felt her pelvis thrusting and spasming, her legs would have flailed if they’d been free. 3holes pushed her tits up, hoping they’d be touched and fondled. She had an orgasm and the owner chuckled and sounded very pleased. “Perhaps this place will be more pleasant than 3holes thought”. she thought hopefully

3holes had slowly come to the realization that she REALLY was a slave, a naked, sex slave. “What have I done?” She was subject to anything her owner decided and she had no rights to object, to speak or to leave. She had no turning back, no escape should she change her mind. She was stuck here legally. A slave forever or until the owner threw her away. She didn’t know this but even throw away slaves are still slaves and naked. They are taken by whoever finds them first.

As she contemplated her situation, the owner sent the vibrator down between her legs again. This time a second assistant grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples, rubbed ice on them and when erect enough placed alligator clips on them. “Oh my God that feels so good” she thought. As this occurred she felt her clit get pleasantly hard, again her cunt flowed and her lips opened wide to allow a cock in. The camera got a good shot of her open hole. The assistant slipped his fingers in. Her hips pulsed and started grinding and she came again. Her legs were shaking, her toes pointed. She groaned to the camera pleasing the owner.

He stepped away and waited for the orgasm to end while he recorded it. That took awhile. Owner showed her a wide, black leather strap. He had the assistant pull the butt plug. The assistant retied her legs frog style so her knees were far away, her feet together and her cunt was spread wide open, leaving nothing between the strap and her clit. The position made her feel horny, but she had some fear. “What has 3holes done wrong to be punished so?” she cried to herself shaking inside. She saw the owner’s eyes gleaming and he had a hard on.

Standing at the end of the table he swung the strap down hard between her legs, stinging her clit. It ached. She stifled a painful cry when the strap hit. She was NEVER to reveal a preference or attempt to influence the owner of her. Forbidden and cause to be severely punished as a bathroom slave. When the initial aching subsided she felt it tingle and get erect, then not. She felt her lips swell a little. “Was it from the punishment or was she getting horny?” 3holes was confused for while. Owner told her to push her clit up into the air, hips off the table. He was saw she could do that and said “Watch me closely. When the strap is swung down to your cunt, you are to rise up to meet it, each and every time AND with gratitude.”

Her heart beat fast. She thought she had been a little aroused but wasn’t sure. She didn’t want to be a bathroom slave. The choice would not be 3holes’ but the owner’s. She saw the strap start to swing through the air with a whoosh. She quickly rose her clit up to meet the punishment like an obedient slave should. SMACK! It wasn’t as hard. Owner knew to make the first the worst and all else will feel like heaven. He raised the strap again and again. Her clit raised up as the strap came down, her feet pressing into the table, SMACK!.SMACK! She was relieved that her curtains opened and her hole widened. Her clit started feeling delightfully horny. “Another orgasm for 3holes” she hoped. She noticed a little more stinging and looked harder to see if he was swinging it harder. No-it was wet, wet with her juices flowing freely, even running over the edge of the table. The juice flew off the strap when he pulled it back, then it abruptly ended. The owner had his assistant untie her and leave the room. “Stand at the foot of the table and place your face on the table,” he commanded urgently. “Oh, it is wet,and 3holes face…..” She stopped her thought. The owner doesn’t own her to think, she must do. She obediently placed her face down, spread her legs so his cock could slip into her anus easily as Jack had taught. She thrust her open ass more to open it farther reducing any resistance. He put his cock in, and he moaned, and grunted and pumped. Breathing heavily he was able to reach her tits and use them to pull her closer while he pounded it in. Pulling and squeezing. Her clit was throbbing again from the anal stimulation. “Maybe, maybe he’ll have some mercy on 3holes for another orgasm.”

He pounded in and out and soon he started moving faster and jerkily. She felt him start to twitch against her, spasmatic hip thrusts his cock suddenly getting deeper and throbbing hard and fast then slow, warmth entering her rectum. Her clit throbbed in return, wanting to be touched, rubbed. Satisfied. He pulled it out and “Clean me” he commanded. He pointed to the bathroom and she got a washcloth and towel and gently washed his happy cock.

3holes-go to your cell and secure yourself in spread eagle until your next use. 3holes had been shown that first thing. She crawled on her elbows and knees down the long hall to her cell. It was very medieval looking with stone walls and floor. Iron rings and hand and leg cuffs. It was darker than the rest of the house, with a small window up near the ceiling out of reach of prisoners or slaves who might want to escape. 3holes did not want to escape. She did as she was told. She had no choice anyway. The most difficult part was waiting spread eagle as it always made her horny, especially when she was already horny. 3holes knew she is forbidden, severely forbidden to ever touch herself or give herself an orgasm unless ordered to by the owner. It was just so arousing to be in a cell, naked, spread eagled for all passersby near her cell to ogle and shackled she CAN’T touch herself, even if she were to be disobedient. Secured and horny. Clit thobbing, juice dripping, anus twitching too. Tits wanting to dance around to say “grab us. “Even my mouth is watering wishing for a cock to suck, a cock that might lead to an orgasm for 3holes.” She knew it wasn’t 3holes prerogative, but owner’s, and anyone else’s but hers.