An Alternative Life

It is hard to find a beginning so much has happened since the slave had spent an alternative Christmas with Master. It is now 4 years since that glorious yet frighteningly intoxicating holiday. So much has happened and these are not the stories that people want to read all the details they just want to read about the results. Master had sent me home to think about becoming his 24/7 slave or to be his on the call slave. The slave still remember his words:-

“I want you to go away and think very carefully about what I am about to offer you. No matter what you decide I own your body, you bear my mark and I have bred you. The chastity device stays in place I have plans for that part of your body and it requires further training you will only get it off when you visit and I will allow it off for you to clean yourself under my supervision. If I call you must come to me to satisfy my sexual needs and any other act introduced in this holiday that includes IBS. You from now on only have breakfast and lunch, evening meals are out in case I call you to perform IBS in the evening or during the night. If I call you will come immediately and comply. If you cheat and are sick from being too full then you will be punished. You have experienced a punishment session this holiday and now know what that involves. However should you accept my offer then you will have to undergo some intensive training and modification to be my slave. You won’t always get fed my “Dumplings” and get proper food but the evening meal ban will be involved. Partly to trim you down and partly if I want to feel the power I feel when I get you to perform IBS. It is quite intoxicating.

I want you to move in and be my slave on a 24/7 basis. Think of the time we could do to train and think of the hours you could spend adoring my big brown prick flaccid or hard. Think of all the time it could spend in your body knowing you are satisfying me. Now don’t say a word and go now and think it over”

Never in the slaves wildest nightmares did he realise just what he meant by modifications and training. He never guessed at what Master’s plans were for slave’s chastity controlled prick. He called slave up after leaving him to think things over after two weeks and asked him what his decision was. He thought he heard some trepidation in his voice. He had given slave two options but really slave felt he wanted only one answer. Slave’s reply was:-

“I have thought very carefully and the on the call option would be as it is now but that is not what I believe you want me to opt for. I believe you want me to opt for the 24/7 option.”

“This once it is not what I want it is vital you pick what you want as the other option you will be under my total control and that will be very demanding”

“Then it is very clear to me what to say. I have fallen in love with you and want to please you in any way I can so I choose the 24/7 option.”

Master replied:-

“That is what I wanted to hear; now I know you rent the flat so you must give your notice to leave and you must resign from your job. From what I understand of your finances you must put it all into a new account one that I have opened in your new name.”

This all happened and slave moved in with Master and that was when slave’s life really changed. First of all Master had a dentist friend to remove all slave’s teeth and provide slave with dentures for when slave needed to eat. He did not want to feel teeth when he face fucked slave or when slave sucked him lovingly. Then the bombshell. He said slave’s prick was an in encumbrance which slave had no use of and that he wanted slave to possess another hole like a woman had. Ha had arranged with another friend for slave to have hormone treatment to grow breasts and for slave to have his prick made into a vagina. He would be made into Master’s slave woman. A real woman would not have done what slave had done to satisfy Master or endure what slave had endured. Slave’s looks and build had shown he could easily be transformed into a good looking woman and that was why Master had chosen slave in the first place. He had put up with slave’s maleness and manhood for as long as he could manage now it was time for slave to be made into what Master really wanted and that was a pain taking sex bomb slave. All slave’s money was used to bring about this transition and that is what happened. Inside I was a man but all outward appearances Slave was now a woman. With make up and clothes he was a pretty sexy one. He was trained to walk right and how to act in public but in private slave already knew how to satisfy Master. He even had a new hole to satisfy Master’s needs and wants. That was what slave had wanted to be someone’s sex toy and that was what he had become. It took two years of surgery and treatment to make him this woman but now he was Master’s to use and control.

That all happened some time ago and things looked very rosey, Master became very affectionate and they made love like any loving couple just occasionally Master would fuck slave’s arse roughly and make slave take his prick harshly down slave’s throat. Somewhere slave now thought of himself as a she and so did Master. Then Master said something shattering.

“ I am having some money problems and I need to get you to make some big money fast and the only way is for you to use your abilities to satisfy some paying customers. I have put your picks on line and what you can do and have some good offers for your services. Someone is coming round tonight to use the cellar so you won’t be having any food today. They have shown a clean bill of health and they will use you without condoms.”

Slave was horrified slave thought she was Master’s private use and now a stranger was going to use her in a very intimate way. The evening came very quickly and slave dressed in a sexy maids outfit as requested by the client and heavily made and perfumed. Slave answered the door and beckoned the client in. He was a big man fat and ugly and a little bit smelly. He entered into the house and slave closed the door behind him. Slave turned round and was immediately grabbed by the client and he kissed slave furiously on the lips probing slave’s mouth with his revolting tongue. For a split second slave hesitated then give in to this assault but the fat man had noticed.

“That my dear is a punishable offence lets be about business and go down to the cellar.” Master watched from the living room and nodded to the fat man. He had a look of sadness about him as slave and the fat man went down stairs to the cellar. At the door he turned and said:-

“She better be as good as you claimed or I won’t pay you!”

In the cellar slave waited in the kneeling position awaiting her fate. She heard the fat man strip off.

“Get up strip off and get belly down on the couch. I am going to fuck you.”

She complied and then was shocked to feel a huge prick bigger than Master’s probe her arse then roughly it was shoved up her arse. A gasp escaped her lips. He roughly treated her and pulled out before ejaculating. He came round and exploded into her face. He stank of stale sweat and urine. He shoved his limp smelly piece of meat into her mouth.

“Get me hard and show me how you can take this beast down your throat.”

Slowly she licked and played with his member using her tongue. His cum was dripping down her face but slowly life returned to his member and it slipped own her throat. He face fucked her for a few minutes and he pulled out then went back around to her cunt and entered her there. He came again and pulled out.

“ So far so good you show promise for what I am looking for. Now where is it you do the IBS?”

She shakily pointed to the wet area and looked to see if Master was going to stop this. Surely she didn’t have to serve this stinking fat man in that way.

“I haven’t had a good crap in days to get this right so you better be as good as he says you are.”

She went over to the wet area and assumed the position. Then she felt him pissing all over her and into her mouth. He then got himself into position onto her just as he had been told by the slave’s Master. Before he clamped himself into position she was repelled by his body odour and when he farted into her face then his arse was on her mouth. She licked his arse which was hairy and repugnant then unwillingly she probed into his arse to encourage the act he had apparently paid dearly for. She seemed to lick for ages.

“Yes you are a very good arse licker aren’t you? You will do very well.”

What was he talking about this was a one off Master had told her so. Her tongue probed and encouraged then she felt through her tongue muscle movement then it encountered the mass of “dumpling” coming towards her. She curiously felt around to gauge its diameter and it was massive. How was she going to do this? Then as it pushed her tongue back she moved her tongue back into her mouth. Then as the “dumpling” got to slave’s mouth it broke up into little pieces and they fell down her throat almost making her choke but she resisted then a slimy log filled her mouth and pushed its way down her throat she swallowed to take it but more came coming and she had no more room for it and still more came and it was soft and it filled her mouth. He got off then and turned around.

“Too much for you eh?” Pity you will have to spit some out and that is another punishable offence but that was the plan all along.”

He laughed out loud and went into hysterics when the smell of his load reached the slave’s nose. She had never smelt anything so foul and this was in her stomach. She gagged and retched spitting it out but had to swallow what was already passed into her stomach. She looked over and saw Master at the cellar door. He looked worried.

“Don’t worry I only have to punish her before I finally decide to pay for her.” He dragged her over to the bench and tied her down.

“First her arse I have just the equipment for that pretty thing.”

He wielded a big heavy duty tawse and he laid them on much harder than Master ever did. A loud smack went out as it hit the flesh on slaves bum. Slave felt an explosion of pain and wanted to gasp but she was gagged and her mouth was still filled with “dumpling”. He went on hitting her.

“You might be wondering my little pretty how many strokes but I do not do strokes I do minutes and you are due for a four minute punishment.” He hit her with gusto and relish hard and as fast as he could do the long arcing thrusts.

“Your little bum is welting up nicely, people pay good money for that”

Slave just had to endure it for this once she kept telling herself Master would never hire her out again.

As suddenly as the onslaught had begun it ended. That was when she heard what was to be her new fate.

“Yes she will do nicely for my purposes. I have punters that will pay good money for all those talents you have trained her to do. NIce work on this transformation better than the last one. Now what is it Thirty thousand wasn’t it. Funny to think you got her to pay for her training this time well done.”

“Get her cleaned up leave her naked she can travel in the boot of the car. I will get what little clothes she will need to perform her acts to the punters. When I get her home to my place she can give me lick bath all over the sweaty parts looking forward to that.

With that he went upstairs and Master cleaned her up. He got her to spit out and rinse her mouth with mouth wash and then gagged her before she could speak or ask any questions.
“You have been sold to him to be used in his brothel. You specialty act is to perform IBS for whoever wants the service and when you stomach is full he will pump it empty to get you ready for the next punter. You will also experience some rough sexual assaults on all of your holes some gang bangs and some severe beatings and for high paying punters they will whip your back severely oh and the brand is really that man’s business name.”

Slaves mind was numb. She had been sold and it sounded as if that had been the plan all along. What had fate have in store for “her” now.