Xenia Chapter 9

“Slave. Wake up.” Master’s voice commanded. I looked up and there was no Master present. The lights had come on and I saw the computer scene on the table had a wake up call.
“What time IS it?” I wondered. I was able to get to the front bars of my cell, or should I say THE cell as Master really owns the cell, and looked at the time icon. 6:00 AM!

The computer spoke again in Master’s morning message. “Slave. Get up and drink a lot of water, use the paper cup and drink at least two. Eat the breakfast left for you in the cooler by the right bars. Piss, shit and then take a good long shower, wash well and make sure you are totally clean shaven. Don’t forget to brush your teeth. I will be down when I get up and feel like coming down. You are ALWAYS to be ready at 7:00 AM regardless. i may or may not be coming to use you on any given day, but you WILL be ready for me. I will order differently if I need you to change it. Do you understand?”

Yes, Master. Thank you.” I slept better than I thought I would. Now, my first REAL slave day begins from the beginning. I felt tickled and nervous inside. Excited and pensive. It IS consensual, yet a part of me wants to be truly owned.

I was clean and dry. Naked but warm. My ankle chain was quite long. It allowed me to move about completely in my cell. The window was near the ceiling. I guess to prevent escape and looking out without permission….or looking in and someone calling the police, not knowing I love this.

I heard Master open the door. He walked down the stairs and picked up key. I thought he was going to open the door of the cell, but he sat in one of the chairs instead.
I walked up to the front of the cell and waited for Master to speak.

“Slave. Today is your first full day of a long term sex slavery. Slavery means you do it MY way. Remember your vow of silence and to never attempt to change a Master’s mind or plan. That is very important as a slave to understand. Orgasms are a gift from ME, a Master or authorized superior, they are not your right. They are a privilege, not an entitlement. All of you belongs to me.
You are wearing a part hood, head control to dehumanize you. You might not like it, but I don’t care whether or not you do or don’t. it is what you will wear. I prefer my slaves to be a body for use only and a body to work only. I’m not a people person, hence I am a Master, NOT a partner, lover or spouse. Clit punishment is something to learn to love early on. I will begin with the easy and over time you will beg, if you are allowed to beg for more. Your clit, which as you will remember is actually MY clit-it resides on you, will learn to perform as I wish it to and to love what I wish it to love. From now on, when you see me first coming, you are to stand with your hands behind your back, legs apart just past your shoulder width.
You are to arch your back, pushing forward your tits, and clit towards me as in an invitation to touch, or punish. If I glance at the ground, then kneel and drop open your mouth. If I approach from behind, you are to bend forward and place your hands below your knees with legs spread, allowing your anus to be exposed to full view and invitingly. Now I’m going to set you up for your first lessons.”

Master opened the door put soft leather restraints with a chrome chain attached around my wrists. He unlocked the ankle chain and had me follow him out and stand under one of the rings. I was to spread my legs wide, until they were against two blocks nailed to the floor. He had me put my hands up over my head and put the chain through the ring and pulled up until I was stretched upright but still had my legs spread to the max. He rolled a mirror over so I could see what he was doing.

“Slave. This will often be done blindfolded, gagged and with watchers, but for now I want you to see what I am going to teach you.”

He went to the cabinet and picked out a large syringe and large clear tubing. He greased it up. He put some sliced ginger with a spray of water on it in a plate, ready. I saw vise grips and some things I couldn’t tell what.

I watched as he place one end of the tubing over my clit and started pulling on the syringe. My clit swelled and started filling the tubing a bit. He stopped and I watched as my clit grew and it felt like it wanted to be teased and touched. It was getting horny!. I could feel my cunt giving little twitches and my hole getting eager. Warm fluid dripped and ran down one leg and some just squirted out-“God this is incredibly arousing.” Master released and pumped several times. He quickly removed the device and just as fast applied the vise grip to pinch. He let them hang down, pulling my naked helpless clit down and stretching it further. Then he took some of the ginger that he’d prepared and fit it on the tip of my swollen and super sensitized clit. Master called it the “Fire Hat”.

After a moment or two I felt the delightful heat making my clit throb for more. More?? Yes. It felt soooo erotic and good. Master waited for some time then removed the whole thing, ginger and vise grips. My clit REALLY started to throb. I was hornier than I’d ever been. I wanted him to pinch and tease my nipples, fuck me everywhere, do something, anything as long as I could have an orgasm.

Master smiled as I watered his floor and throbbed in his clothed presence. He walked around and rubbed my ass and ran his finger lightly around a nipple and down, almost to my clit, then to the other nipple and down, slowly, just to stop short.

“I have one more training for you today, then you will go back to your cell. I have other things to do besides train slaves.”

He undid my hands from the ring and had me walk into the shower. I was to position so my feel were in diagonal corners, maximizing my leg spreading. He told me to lean my head back on the wall and let my clit be formost.

He turned on the water into a narrow spray. It was tepid, He ran it all around across my nipples and then to my clit and between my cunt and hole, and even under to my anus-which felt exciting. My clit was pretty excited too. He made the water ice cold. At firs it was nice, but then the cold got achy. Then he warmed it up and put it on harder. It was so hard I had a hard time holding still as my clit didn’t know whether to orgasm or run. I twitched around and Master ordered mr to NOT MOVE. SO I held myself as still as I could-“Put your clit forward more” I pushed my cunt out more, my clit was taking a lovely water beating.

I felt it-the insane arousal happen fast and total loss of control as I orgasmed and violently shook, delight and ecstasy taking over everything, my clit pulsing and my whole cunt contracting in spasms. I almost fell over.

Master laughed his head off at my display. He told me to dry off and I was soon back in the cell, this time chained to the wall, spread eagled. The bricks felt cool, rough and sexy against my bare bottom and shoulders. Master blindfolded me and said he’d be back later and get his. “I am going to see how toothy you are tonight and perhaps, well, I’ll see later. For now, enjoy.”

“Yes, Master. Thank you.” I said. I was loving this so far. My mind was propelling forward with what’s going to be next. I never knew I could enjoy being bossed around so much naked.