My JOURNEY
Assisted by slave's bonni & veronica
i won't mention my hometown or my family or friends by name. There are certain comments and conversations intentionally omitted because i have been asked not to include them or have not been given permission to publish them.
i am from the southern part of the northern tier of Pennsylvania. my father is a drunk and i rarely ever saw him. my mother isn't as much a drunk but she is well known by every bartender in town. The one thing i have learned from the mistakes of my parents is not to drink, smoke or use d**gs.
This isn't about them, it's about me, my formative years and how i got to where i am and so proud to be. In hindsight, i guess my school teachers were right, i could do the work if i applied myself but i'd rather just skim through my schoolwork with the skin of my teeth and be on time for the next party. In my Junior year, i had an epiphany. i decided to buckle down and keep my grades up to a B or better so i could get into nursing school. i even made honor roll that year.
i am 19 years old (almost 20) and have a rather petite body, my tits are small 34/C but look bigger when i pack them into a B cup. i have no tattoo's, scars or piercing's other than my ears. my hair is naturally sandy (dirty) blonde and my eyes are a pale aqua blue. i was recently complimented by someone saying my eyes were as pretty as Martina McBride's.
It's been said i have a physical and facial resemblance to Katie Perry. When i left home, i began to dye my hair black. It seems that even more people see that resemblance now. i'm proud of who i am but why not expound on the positive? i think Katie Perry is beautiful and if i can look better, why not? i thought long and hard about the color of my hair and with my pale aqua eyes, i think black hair brought out my eye color best. my hair is medium length and Master wants me to grow it.
i was a slut, i knew it and tried my best to live up to that reputation. i've been a fan of porn since roughly the age of twelve. my dad's PENTHOUSE, PLAYBOY, HUSTLER and HUSTLER'S TABOO magazines and XXX video's is where i got my attraction to women and an interest in kink. Don't get me wrong, i crave cock and look forward to a cock in my ass, cunt or mouth in no particular order. The beauty of two or more cunts making out is something special. When encased in leather or latex and restrained in bondage, it only excited me all the more. i always fantasized it was me being encased in latex and dominated when i looked at those beautiful women in the pictures and video's. i loved to wear provocative cloths like leather or latex mini-skirts, short or see-thru halter tops and short shorts and thigh high boots. i had several pairs of these boots in different colors but black was my favorite.
i'd fuck anyone (girls too) for the pure fun of it and did it as often as possible. Teachers, cops, store clerks, my friends and their parents too. Anyone who wanted me could have me and i could have them too. It was never for profit, i had given serious thought to being a whore but fucking was just too much fun. i didn't want it to be work and then give my money to some pimp. i enjoy a good spanking, golden showers, i loved being spit on and as long as most guys (and one girl i remember dearly) didn't take it too far, i got a special thrill from being choked.
my senior year of high school, in the next town over were a few strip clubs. As i had a rather nice body and i wasn't afraid to show it off, i thought i'd give stripping a try. The first few times i stripped, i was a bit nervous wondering if my dad or other relatives might walk in. i didn't mind if any classmates walked in as most had seen me naked at pool parties and had fucked me anyway. The drinking age is 21 but come on, fake ID is so easy to get. It was fun, i enjoyed the flaunting and especially the cock teasing but i'd been there enough to see it was a cut-throat business by some girls so it wasn't going to be a career. i was using this money for nursing school.
i was accepted at nursing school and thrilled. i was very nervous about not maintaining my grades and flunking out of school. i was really worried. During the indoctrination class, i saw this goddess. i watched her for several days and finally worked up the courage to talk to her. i was so sure i had seen her in my dad's video's and magazines. i was sure it was the porn star Clara G. When i asked her if her name was Clara, she politely told me, "No, it's Bonni". i was in total awe of the gorgeous woman. we struck up a conversation and it hasn't ended yet. Not only was i fascinated with her, i was physically attracted to her. we'd go do lunch every day we were grouped together. When I told her of my slutty past, she said she knew. she confessed to me, she suspected i was a porn fan when i asked her if her name was Clara G. she's heard that comparison to Clara G before by her lifestyle friends and she knew who Clara G was and is as much a porn fan as i was.
After perhaps ten days or two weeks, we discussed fucking each other. we were concerned the school might be more concerned with their reputation than our rights. Moonlighting as a stripper was one thing but that's when she confessed to me she was a consensual slave to her Master and wasn't sure how this might be accepted by the school. Knowing a little of this kinky life, i was even more intrigued with her confession. i wanted to know more - MUCH MORE. This was more than intriguing, it was almost compulsive. i had to know so much more to resolve my own interest in this lifestyle. Could this be a fantasy come true?
Perhaps a few weeks or more later, i went behind her back and contacted her Master to see if i could attend a house party she had told me about. her Owner, Master G had met with me several times for coffee and answered every question i asked provided i keep the discussion to myself PERIOD.......... As W/we got deeper and deeper into the topic, it became so much more intriguing. i asked Master G what i might need to do to watch and sample this scene. Could i attend a session to see what it was like? W/we talked some more times and finally, i broke down and asked what i needed to do to submit to consensual slavery. Master G put me on 'hold' and wouldn't answer my question until He discussed it with His other Dom and a Mistress Domme peers.
A few days later, Master G told me if i wanted to 'try' submission for a six month trial, i would be welcomed into T/their circle. There were expectations and mandatory requirements. If at the end of six months, i could leave the state of slavery. i could be banished if i did not meet those expectations and requirements. i quickly agreed.
i was instructed to go to a vanilla restaurant on Oct. 31st (Halloween night) and wait for a couple to meet me. They took me to another couples house where i would be prepared and told of what was expected of me. i was bathed and completely shaven except for my head. i was told the format of the session and what was to happen. If i agreed, what my roll was to be in this session and be ready for absolute surrender. i would submit, be chain collared (and padlocked), review, discussed and sign my contract and be inducted into consensual slavery for six months. Once my contract was signed, all my rights, property and privileges belonged to my Owner.
i was totally naked as i walked out of the kitchen and into the dining room where eleven men and one woman sat at the dining room table, much the size of a office conference table. When slave bonni looked and saw me walking into the dinning room, her mouth dropped open in total shock. her eyes were so huge, i was afraid her eyeballs might fall out. her mouth, you could have stuck a soft ball in it. i was to keep my head bowed with arms extended and palms up as i approached Master G and fall to my knees i did peek to see tears (of joy) welling up in her eyes as i approached the table.
After my induction, the other Dom's, Domme and Their properties would use me in any way the Dominants wished. To that point, i had never been so used in so many ways. In one example, while sitting on the couch having a conversation about the joy of consensual slavery, i had to stop as eight or nine cocks at different times would just walked up and stick T/their cocks in my mouth. i was bukkaked like never before. i had different expectations but when i surrendered myself, i knew i was at the will of my Master.
For reasons it took many days to understand, the very night that Master G accepted me into slavery, i was given away to Master Robert. Was it more than a lesson in obedience? Was it a test? Was i expected to get up and storm out in protest? i wanted Master G, bonni's Owner to be my Master. i wanted to remain with my now girlfriend bonni. The wisdom of Master G knew this would create havoc in His household and as Master Robert needed assistance with His invalid wife - His consort, slave veronica, i was given to Master Robert. Master G was somewhat handicapped and as slave bonni was an experienced slave who had been Owned twice before and co-owned by the Owner of slave bonni's sister, He wasn't in a position to train a brand new slave.
That wisdom was the best thing that ever happened to me. i was now the owned property of one Master, i was the consensual slave of Master Robert. Therefore, and since, "Master G" became "Sir G". With the aide of slave veronica, Master Robert began my training. Master told me i wasn't going anywhere until at least May 1st. Therefore, my nursing school became THEE priority, my slave training came next. i was to quit my evening job as a stripper, move out of the apartment i was sharing with four other girls and move into His house. As slave veronica was an invalid, my duties were to assist her with household chores, i'd bathe her and tend to her needs as well as Master's. i was NOT permitted to have a physical relationship with slave veronica unless invited by Master.
Master assumed my tuition and other school expenses to show His dedication to His property. i am given a monitory allowance, a clothing allowance (as long as at least half is used for provocative clothing), a car and a gas card for school and other permitted use. As long as slave bonni had consent of Sir G, she and i could fuck when and where we wanted - as long as it didn't interfere with our school.
my first experience with punishment was a lesson in itself. It was NOT because i had done something wrong, i learned from pain it was in order to learn true pleasure. As the Marque DeSade teaches us, "Without pain, there is no pleasure". W/we had gone to Master's camp in the Adirondacks where i was secured to a St. Andrews cross and was wonderfully flogged. It hurt so good, it was a wonderful pleasure. The flogging became so intense, then i met the crop and finally the cane. It was a learning experience i came to relish. i am so grateful to Master for teaching me.
Master Robert and Sir G have one major rule for slaves bonni and i. While we are in school, any Dom or Domme can use us but "LEAVE NO MARKS OR BREAK oUR FLESH". i look forward to recess so i can experience the single tail and bullwhip at the hand of my Master. i am so excited and eager to proudly earn the pleasure of serving my Master and the rewarding me with pleasure. i will proudly and gratefully wear these marks, this will be my "Red Badge of Courage".
my Master is training me to be more than a obedient slave and a good nurse, i am learning the Arts, Music Appreciation, Etiquette, Manners and Dance. If W/we go to a country bar, i can line dance. If W/we go to a ballroom, i can waltz. Master has taught me to shoot skeet, trap and sporting clay's with a shotgun. i can shoot a combat course with a pistol and am well trained in shooting long distance with a scoped rifle. Master has widened my horizons from being just a slut to being a refined woman of many talents. He has taught me the confidence to keep up with the 'good ole' boys'. As a slave, if i am ever to be sold, i will draw a premium price for Master.
As much as i wanted to be the property of Sir G, i am so happy to be owned by Master Robert. Master has given me so much and has such trust in me, He has tested my sexual limits and my nursing lessons daily. i am in training for anal expansion, i can almost get bonni's knuckles into my asshole. i would never betray my love and compassion to another Owner. my Master has fitted me for evening gowns and latex catsuits. i look forward to May 1st so i can pledge my loyalty to Master Robert and renew my next contract. Thanks to Master's commitment to me and my nursing studies, my grades in nursing school are holding at an A to A +. i want so much to remain in slavery and especially the property of Master Robert.
Right now, i am still on my probation, i am restricted to my chain collar except for special occasions when i can wear my Christmas present of black leather collar and wrist & ankle cuffs. When my probation is up, i so much look for a whole collection of leather, steel and chrome collars and cuffs. Master has told me "When my probation is up, i'll be allowed to wear leather and latex. This is why my avatar is of a slave bowing in submission and holding a crop up for her Master. Master has told me, on May 1st, i can change my avatar to a black haired girl in total latex. i am so anxious to post this new avatar and wear my new kinky wardrobe.
61 days and counting,
Thank You Master for Your guidance and Ownership,
Your proud property,
slave melissa
i won't mention my hometown or my family or friends by name. There are certain comments and conversations intentionally omitted because i have been asked not to include them or have not been given permission to publish them.
i am from the southern part of the northern tier of Pennsylvania. my father is a drunk and i rarely ever saw him. my mother isn't as much a drunk but she is well known by every bartender in town. The one thing i have learned from the mistakes of my parents is not to drink, smoke or use d**gs.
This isn't about them, it's about me, my formative years and how i got to where i am and so proud to be. In hindsight, i guess my school teachers were right, i could do the work if i applied myself but i'd rather just skim through my schoolwork with the skin of my teeth and be on time for the next party. In my Junior year, i had an epiphany. i decided to buckle down and keep my grades up to a B or better so i could get into nursing school. i even made honor roll that year.
i am 19 years old (almost 20) and have a rather petite body, my tits are small 34/C but look bigger when i pack them into a B cup. i have no tattoo's, scars or piercing's other than my ears. my hair is naturally sandy (dirty) blonde and my eyes are a pale aqua blue. i was recently complimented by someone saying my eyes were as pretty as Martina McBride's.
It's been said i have a physical and facial resemblance to Katie Perry. When i left home, i began to dye my hair black. It seems that even more people see that resemblance now. i'm proud of who i am but why not expound on the positive? i think Katie Perry is beautiful and if i can look better, why not? i thought long and hard about the color of my hair and with my pale aqua eyes, i think black hair brought out my eye color best. my hair is medium length and Master wants me to grow it.
i was a slut, i knew it and tried my best to live up to that reputation. i've been a fan of porn since roughly the age of twelve. my dad's PENTHOUSE, PLAYBOY, HUSTLER and HUSTLER'S TABOO magazines and XXX video's is where i got my attraction to women and an interest in kink. Don't get me wrong, i crave cock and look forward to a cock in my ass, cunt or mouth in no particular order. The beauty of two or more cunts making out is something special. When encased in leather or latex and restrained in bondage, it only excited me all the more. i always fantasized it was me being encased in latex and dominated when i looked at those beautiful women in the pictures and video's. i loved to wear provocative cloths like leather or latex mini-skirts, short or see-thru halter tops and short shorts and thigh high boots. i had several pairs of these boots in different colors but black was my favorite.
i'd fuck anyone (girls too) for the pure fun of it and did it as often as possible. Teachers, cops, store clerks, my friends and their parents too. Anyone who wanted me could have me and i could have them too. It was never for profit, i had given serious thought to being a whore but fucking was just too much fun. i didn't want it to be work and then give my money to some pimp. i enjoy a good spanking, golden showers, i loved being spit on and as long as most guys (and one girl i remember dearly) didn't take it too far, i got a special thrill from being choked.
my senior year of high school, in the next town over were a few strip clubs. As i had a rather nice body and i wasn't afraid to show it off, i thought i'd give stripping a try. The first few times i stripped, i was a bit nervous wondering if my dad or other relatives might walk in. i didn't mind if any classmates walked in as most had seen me naked at pool parties and had fucked me anyway. The drinking age is 21 but come on, fake ID is so easy to get. It was fun, i enjoyed the flaunting and especially the cock teasing but i'd been there enough to see it was a cut-throat business by some girls so it wasn't going to be a career. i was using this money for nursing school.
i was accepted at nursing school and thrilled. i was very nervous about not maintaining my grades and flunking out of school. i was really worried. During the indoctrination class, i saw this goddess. i watched her for several days and finally worked up the courage to talk to her. i was so sure i had seen her in my dad's video's and magazines. i was sure it was the porn star Clara G. When i asked her if her name was Clara, she politely told me, "No, it's Bonni". i was in total awe of the gorgeous woman. we struck up a conversation and it hasn't ended yet. Not only was i fascinated with her, i was physically attracted to her. we'd go do lunch every day we were grouped together. When I told her of my slutty past, she said she knew. she confessed to me, she suspected i was a porn fan when i asked her if her name was Clara G. she's heard that comparison to Clara G before by her lifestyle friends and she knew who Clara G was and is as much a porn fan as i was.
After perhaps ten days or two weeks, we discussed fucking each other. we were concerned the school might be more concerned with their reputation than our rights. Moonlighting as a stripper was one thing but that's when she confessed to me she was a consensual slave to her Master and wasn't sure how this might be accepted by the school. Knowing a little of this kinky life, i was even more intrigued with her confession. i wanted to know more - MUCH MORE. This was more than intriguing, it was almost compulsive. i had to know so much more to resolve my own interest in this lifestyle. Could this be a fantasy come true?
Perhaps a few weeks or more later, i went behind her back and contacted her Master to see if i could attend a house party she had told me about. her Owner, Master G had met with me several times for coffee and answered every question i asked provided i keep the discussion to myself PERIOD.......... As W/we got deeper and deeper into the topic, it became so much more intriguing. i asked Master G what i might need to do to watch and sample this scene. Could i attend a session to see what it was like? W/we talked some more times and finally, i broke down and asked what i needed to do to submit to consensual slavery. Master G put me on 'hold' and wouldn't answer my question until He discussed it with His other Dom and a Mistress Domme peers.
A few days later, Master G told me if i wanted to 'try' submission for a six month trial, i would be welcomed into T/their circle. There were expectations and mandatory requirements. If at the end of six months, i could leave the state of slavery. i could be banished if i did not meet those expectations and requirements. i quickly agreed.
i was instructed to go to a vanilla restaurant on Oct. 31st (Halloween night) and wait for a couple to meet me. They took me to another couples house where i would be prepared and told of what was expected of me. i was bathed and completely shaven except for my head. i was told the format of the session and what was to happen. If i agreed, what my roll was to be in this session and be ready for absolute surrender. i would submit, be chain collared (and padlocked), review, discussed and sign my contract and be inducted into consensual slavery for six months. Once my contract was signed, all my rights, property and privileges belonged to my Owner.
i was totally naked as i walked out of the kitchen and into the dining room where eleven men and one woman sat at the dining room table, much the size of a office conference table. When slave bonni looked and saw me walking into the dinning room, her mouth dropped open in total shock. her eyes were so huge, i was afraid her eyeballs might fall out. her mouth, you could have stuck a soft ball in it. i was to keep my head bowed with arms extended and palms up as i approached Master G and fall to my knees i did peek to see tears (of joy) welling up in her eyes as i approached the table.
After my induction, the other Dom's, Domme and Their properties would use me in any way the Dominants wished. To that point, i had never been so used in so many ways. In one example, while sitting on the couch having a conversation about the joy of consensual slavery, i had to stop as eight or nine cocks at different times would just walked up and stick T/their cocks in my mouth. i was bukkaked like never before. i had different expectations but when i surrendered myself, i knew i was at the will of my Master.
For reasons it took many days to understand, the very night that Master G accepted me into slavery, i was given away to Master Robert. Was it more than a lesson in obedience? Was it a test? Was i expected to get up and storm out in protest? i wanted Master G, bonni's Owner to be my Master. i wanted to remain with my now girlfriend bonni. The wisdom of Master G knew this would create havoc in His household and as Master Robert needed assistance with His invalid wife - His consort, slave veronica, i was given to Master Robert. Master G was somewhat handicapped and as slave bonni was an experienced slave who had been Owned twice before and co-owned by the Owner of slave bonni's sister, He wasn't in a position to train a brand new slave.
That wisdom was the best thing that ever happened to me. i was now the owned property of one Master, i was the consensual slave of Master Robert. Therefore, and since, "Master G" became "Sir G". With the aide of slave veronica, Master Robert began my training. Master told me i wasn't going anywhere until at least May 1st. Therefore, my nursing school became THEE priority, my slave training came next. i was to quit my evening job as a stripper, move out of the apartment i was sharing with four other girls and move into His house. As slave veronica was an invalid, my duties were to assist her with household chores, i'd bathe her and tend to her needs as well as Master's. i was NOT permitted to have a physical relationship with slave veronica unless invited by Master.
Master assumed my tuition and other school expenses to show His dedication to His property. i am given a monitory allowance, a clothing allowance (as long as at least half is used for provocative clothing), a car and a gas card for school and other permitted use. As long as slave bonni had consent of Sir G, she and i could fuck when and where we wanted - as long as it didn't interfere with our school.
my first experience with punishment was a lesson in itself. It was NOT because i had done something wrong, i learned from pain it was in order to learn true pleasure. As the Marque DeSade teaches us, "Without pain, there is no pleasure". W/we had gone to Master's camp in the Adirondacks where i was secured to a St. Andrews cross and was wonderfully flogged. It hurt so good, it was a wonderful pleasure. The flogging became so intense, then i met the crop and finally the cane. It was a learning experience i came to relish. i am so grateful to Master for teaching me.
Master Robert and Sir G have one major rule for slaves bonni and i. While we are in school, any Dom or Domme can use us but "LEAVE NO MARKS OR BREAK oUR FLESH". i look forward to recess so i can experience the single tail and bullwhip at the hand of my Master. i am so excited and eager to proudly earn the pleasure of serving my Master and the rewarding me with pleasure. i will proudly and gratefully wear these marks, this will be my "Red Badge of Courage".
my Master is training me to be more than a obedient slave and a good nurse, i am learning the Arts, Music Appreciation, Etiquette, Manners and Dance. If W/we go to a country bar, i can line dance. If W/we go to a ballroom, i can waltz. Master has taught me to shoot skeet, trap and sporting clay's with a shotgun. i can shoot a combat course with a pistol and am well trained in shooting long distance with a scoped rifle. Master has widened my horizons from being just a slut to being a refined woman of many talents. He has taught me the confidence to keep up with the 'good ole' boys'. As a slave, if i am ever to be sold, i will draw a premium price for Master.
As much as i wanted to be the property of Sir G, i am so happy to be owned by Master Robert. Master has given me so much and has such trust in me, He has tested my sexual limits and my nursing lessons daily. i am in training for anal expansion, i can almost get bonni's knuckles into my asshole. i would never betray my love and compassion to another Owner. my Master has fitted me for evening gowns and latex catsuits. i look forward to May 1st so i can pledge my loyalty to Master Robert and renew my next contract. Thanks to Master's commitment to me and my nursing studies, my grades in nursing school are holding at an A to A +. i want so much to remain in slavery and especially the property of Master Robert.
Right now, i am still on my probation, i am restricted to my chain collar except for special occasions when i can wear my Christmas present of black leather collar and wrist & ankle cuffs. When my probation is up, i so much look for a whole collection of leather, steel and chrome collars and cuffs. Master has told me "When my probation is up, i'll be allowed to wear leather and latex. This is why my avatar is of a slave bowing in submission and holding a crop up for her Master. Master has told me, on May 1st, i can change my avatar to a black haired girl in total latex. i am so anxious to post this new avatar and wear my new kinky wardrobe.
61 days and counting,
Thank You Master for Your guidance and Ownership,
Your proud property,
slave melissa
9 years ago
Thank you for Y/your compliment. Truth be told, even with Master's training, i couldn't have wrote it so well without Slaves Veronica and bonni helping me.
Thank Y/you for your wishes of continued success & happiness. i am counting the days (39) until i find out if i will remain in slavery or be set free. Master Robert has given me so much to be so proud of, i hope i will remain His property. i am trying so very hard to succeed in school and be a good slave, as much as i love slave bonni and her Owner, Master G, my ownership belongs to Master Robert as long as He'll own me. Although i'm not yet 20 and i've lived a happy life as a free fucking slut, i've never known such order and commitment in life. i look back on my first 19 years and am amazed at how successful my life as a Owned slave has become. i cannot imagine my life any different or better than it is. Submitting to slavery is the best thing that's ever happened to me. i am so grateful.
slave melissa
Thank you. It is a story too few women will ever realize. If more women would accept slavery into their lives and discover the "Freedom of Slavery", they might find their lives so much less stressful. i am so proud of my journey and my life as a consensual slave, i can only anticipate with excitement the journey ahead.
slave melissa
Thank you. This is a aspect of x-hamster my gf slave bonni has taught me. Share your knowledge and experience so other's may better learn, understand and accept O/our chosen way of life. i someday look forward to reading your journey. W/we all can learn from each other.
And we will count the days with you.
Thank you. Just that one single word means so much. To be fair and honest, i couldn't have wrote this without the help of my two favorite slaves, bonni & veronica.
slave melissa