i had arrived at a car park in remote woods at a beauty spot at 8pm prompt, as ordered.
It was dark , the sun had gone down.
Behind the third tree on the right , i retrieved the bag that I was told would be waiting for me.
I opened the bag , inside was a leather hood , nothing fancy , just a bag with no eye holes and a small grommet near the mouth, as an air hole. The bag had a leather strap collar attached , with a hasp , for a padlock. Also in the bag was a set of handcuffs. They were open.
As ordered via email exchange , i knelt down and i reached for the small padlock that was in the bag and placed the padlock on my thigh. I put the handcuffs on my thigh too.
I reached for the leather hood , put it over my head , pulled the collar/strap around my neck , located the locking post and then reached for the padlock.
I padlocked the hood on to my head. I could no longer see anything but at least I could breathe, due to the air hole.
I reached for the handcuffs and , as ordered , placed and clicked one of them closed, over one of my wrists. I then put both of my hands behind my back , located the other handcuff and locked that in place over my other wrist.
I was now kneeling , in the dark , in the woods , with a hood locked over my head and my wrists handcuffed behind my back.
I waited.
It was not long before I heard the sound of a vehicle approach and stop in the car park next to me.
I heard the drivers door open and I heard footsteps approach me.
“You will stand up and I will put my hands on you to steady you”
I did as I was told.
“I will now lead you to the car”
At the car he said “ I am now going to lift you and place you in the boot of my car”
He did this.
I heard the car book slam shut. I heard my captor get in to the car , start the engine and then I heard the central locking engage.
I was now hooded and handcuffed and locked in the boot of a strangers car.
We must have driven for about 15 minutes. The first 10 minutes I could work out were busy roads , as I could hear other vehicle traffic. The last 5 minutes I felt the surface of the ground change , under the vehicle , it was a more bumpy and softer surface , like a track.
The vehicle came to a stop. I felt fresh air rush in as my captor opened the boot.
“I am now going to lift you out and lead you in to a building”
Once inside the building , my captor unlocked the handcuffs that I was wearing and I felt my hands were free . The locked hood was still over my head though.
I felt a VERY heavy collar being placed around my neck. It was the sort that was in two parts , with a hinge as I felt the two parts coming together . I knew from the feel of it that it must be a heavy metal collar , iron or steel.
“Take this” , my captor said as he placed what I could tell was a much larger and heavier padlock in to the palm of one of my hands.
“You will now do as you agreed Tiffany , you will seal your own fate . You will take that padlock , feed it through the locking mechanism of the collar and snap it shut.”
I did as I was told , the final act of any self choice.
I snapped shut the padlock through the collar, there was no way to remove it.
I was now his prisoner.
“Step forward and kneel” , my captor commanded.
“There is a wooden block in front of you , lower your had and place your head on the block”
I did as I was told.
“Tiffany , you are going to hear noise and feel heat. What you will hear , but not see , is a welder . “
“ I will place protection next to your skin , so that you are not burned , but , you must not move a muscle”
I felt the heat emanating from the welder as it crackled next to my skin. I could hear the metal spitting , as the welder welded a permanent joint in the metal collar . I felt the padlock being unlocked and released.
“There is no need for a padlock now Tiffany , this collar is permanently welded now around your neck , it cannot be removed.”
“Now , open your hand again” . I felt a small key being pressed in to my palm.
“This is the key to the padlock on your hood Tiffany . You will wait 10 seconds , as I leave the room and then you can unlock yourself and remove your head hood.”
I heard his footsteps disappear as he left the room . I took the little key , reached around to the small padlock on my head hood , und it and removed the leather hood.
As my eyes adjusted to the dim light I surveyed my predicament.
I was on my knees with a steel collar around my neck. It had been welded , it cannot be removed.
Attached to the collar was also welded a heavy chain. The chain was very long and disappeared in to the distance. I saw that the chain ran in to the rafters of the building . I could just make out that the other end of it was welded to a metal post grommet , that had been bolted in to the rafters of the building.
I tested the chain and my collar . There was no way of removing them. I was now imprisoned and chained by the neck to this building. I tested the length of the chain by walking to the exit of the building. 2 feet before reaching the only doorway , the chain went tight and brought me to a stop. The chain prevented me from reaching the door . There was absolutely no way that I could get out of here.
I looked around the space . It was some kind of barn or out building , made of wood.
The floor was concrete.
Against one wall was a metal , single bed with an old mattress and a blanket and pillow on top.
In one corner was a toilet and wash basin.
There was a shower with a second douche shower attachment, next to it.
There was a battered comfy chair in another corner.
Up high , in one wall , there was a television , but , no way of reaching the controls.
On onether wall there was what appeared to be a cutting , a hatch , at floor level , embedded in the wall , but , I could not open it from the inside.
Next to the hatch was a sort of small trough , with a tube (a hose) leading in to it , from the outside.
There was one bright , pendant light fitting , hanging in the middle of the room , yet , there was no light switch in the room at all . The light was currently on.
On another wall , there was a 4 inch long by 3 inch wide slit , cut in to the wood , exposing the outside. I peered through this hole , but , 5 feet behind it had been placed another wooden panel , cutting off any view of whatever may be outside. Next to this hole , which I now know is a gloryhole , is a glass jar , with a lid – I do not know what that is for .
In the rafters of the building , in one corner , I could see a small , blinking red light. I could work out that this was part of a camera. This was allowing whoever controlled it , to view me at all times.
On the floor , in the centre of the room was a laminated A4 sheet of paper .
I picked it up and read the following…..
Tiffany , you are no longer Tiffany and will from no on only be referred to as “slave”
You , by your own making are now MY slave . You are also a slave to mankind.
You are a chained prisoner here , you cannot escape. I control all aspects of your being. Your life itself depends on me and , if you are to live and be treated well , you will obey everything that you are told to do.
My delivery of food and water , of life itself , depends on you obeying everything that you are told to do . Refusal or lack of effort will simply result in your food and water being withdrawn and you will die a slow death.
In 30 minutes , the light will go off and I recommend that you get a good nights sleep. I have also left you a snack and a lovely cup of tea. There is a tooth brush and a towel , you will shower before going to bed. I will go back to your own vehicle , left in the car park and collect your spare clothing and other personal belongings. After that , I will be scrapping your car.
In the morning , at 0800 the hatch will open and you will be presented with a lovely , full English breakfast with coffee. HOWEVER , the trough next to the hatch, will be receiving a delivery of my morning piss. YOU MUST drink all of my piss , before you are allowed to touch even just one bite of your breakfast food. I will be watching you on camera, so do not think you can get away with this slave.
After your breakfast , your empty food plates will be slid back out of the room.
All of your meals will be preceded with my piss , which must be consumed fully , before you are allowed to eat your meal.
You will then shower and get dressed in your nastiest , sluttiest clothing , highest of heels and nastiest , heavy , whore make-up. You will then sit on your chair and wait.
As my slave , you are here to work , to earn your keep and make me rich.
You are a worker slave. You have only one job , your one job is SEX.
You have been advertised as a cheap , cock sucking whore . Very cheap actually , you will be sucking dick for £10 a go.
Men who visit have access to the camera image , being broadcast from your prison , so that they can see who you are.
When working , the first thing you will be aware of is a £10 note being tossed through the glory hole.
You make your way over , place the money in the cloth bag provide and then then drop to your knees at the hole. At the end of every night , you will toss your , hopefully full , cloth bag , bag through the glory hole , for me to collect .
Next , a lovely cock will come through the hole , the cock of a stranger , of a man that you will never know or see. He might be young , old , fat , thin , handsome or ugly – it is of no matter to you . All you have to do is serve that cock with your hands , lips , mouth and throat.
You will give that man the blow job of his life.
When he cums in your mouth , you are to drool his cum in to the glass jar , next to the hole , screw back on the lid and leave it.
After he has left , you are to wash and use mouth wash.
You will then return to your chair and wait for your next customer
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You will suck cock from 0900 to 2000 every day. This is all you have to do . As a slave , you do not question , you do not ask , you just accept and obey.
You are now simply an object – you are cock sucking slave.
I put the laminate down , went to eat my snack and then went to bed.
All of this happened two months ago. I have sucked hundreds of cocks in that time .
Initially , I was sucking about 10 cocks per day , so , making my owner £100 a day , £600 a week ( he gives me one day off a week to rest and that is the day he also turn the television on and lets me watch ). So ,that is working out at a ££31,200 income , per anum for my owner.
He also feeds me breakfast , lunch and dinner through the hatch , but , I cannot consume it until I have drunk his piss.
I have still never even see the face of my slave Master , but , he himself also puts his cock through the glory hole from time to time . Having me suck his cock and use me in other ways.
Do you remember the glass jar ? At the end of the day , I have at least 10 loads of buyers cum in that jar. My orders are to face the ceiling camera and drink all of that cum down.
My owner has also told me that he streams my cock sucking and cum drinking live to a site on the internet , for thousands of others to pay to watch . He has told me he is earning extra income that way too .
About a month in to my imprisonment and slavery , my owner must have had more thought on how he could make more money out of me.
One day I was ordered to put on the leather hood again and lock it in place. For 30 minutes I could not see , I could only hear. I could hear wood being sawn and drilled.
Once allowed to remove the hood , I was able to see that a new “hole” had been crafted in to the wooden wall , near the glory hole. The hole was quite large.
Next to the hole was an A4 laminate , which I read.
Slave , this hole is large enough for men to bend over and place their arses through.
When a £5 note comes through the large hole you are to get on your knees in front of it .
Your buyer will place his arse through the hole and then you are to spread his cheeks and RIM his arse hole . Whether his arse hole is clean , or dirty and funky does not matter , you ARE to rim his arse slave.
If a £10 note comes through the big hole , then , you are to rim the buyer and , when he retreats , you are to present your own arse , to him , through the hole.
He will then be fucking you in the arse slave.
He has the choice to fuck you bareback , as I am putting you on PREP, or use a condom.
I will also be giving you “home testing STD Kits , once a week, which I will post off , for lab testing.
We will be keeping you clean slave.
If a man cums in your arse hole , you are to squat over the glass jar and allow it to drip in to the jar . You will be drinking it at the end of the day. If he cums in to a condom , he has been told to leave it with you . You will empty the contents in to the jar too .
So , I can now see that men can simply purchase a blowjob for £10 , or a blowjob and rimming for £15 , or blowjob , rimming and fucking my ass for £20.
This has INDEED upped the scope of my slavery , numbers have gone up , I am now serving 15 – 20 men a day . My owner tells me his is , on average , now making £200 a day out of me , or £1200 a week , or £62,400 a year from my slavery. He tells me his live streaming camera and photographs are also bringing in £2,000 a week , or £104,000 a year. So , my abductor is making £166,400 a year out of my slavery. He uses me , he sells me , he exploits me , yet , I have still never even seen his face.
A couple of weeks ago , after about 6 weeks of slavery , I did reach breaking point. I no longer wanted to be in this situation , I begged him to release me , I became a crying mess . Even when a cock came through the glory hole , I did not approach it , I just sat in my chair sobbing. The sobbing turned to screaming “let me go , let me go , I cant do this anymore”
My agony was not acknowledged, my pleading was not answered . All I know is , the glory hole got boarded up and the feeding hatch never opened again. The water was turned off at the toilet , the sink and the shower.
For days I had no liquids or food , was unable to clean myself and my dry toilet started to fill up with my own waste.
It was a harsh realisation that he was going through with his word . He had told me that if I did not obey , that he would ignore me and starve me to death.
I became more hungry , weaker and mentally I was in a mess .
It was a realisation and a turning point that, I had no option but to cave in and comply.
I begged and begged and begged my owner , screaming that I was sorry and would do anything he asked . I did not even know if he was in the vicinity of my prison and was hearing my words. The camera was still running , so , that was my only hope.
IF THERE IS A POINT where a person could be broken , dehumanised and simply become an object of servitude , then , I had reached it . I now fully realised that I was indeed a slave , with no control. My owner had total control of my body and now he had control of my mind. On day 4 , a trough full of piss descended in to the trough followed by a full English breakfast through the hatch . I gulped down my owners piss and the meal.
The glory hole opened and a laminate was pushed though.
It read
“slave , I hope you have learned your lesson . This is not “play” , this is not a game . This is REALITY .This is YOUR reality . YOU ARE an object , you are a slave , you have no choices . You simply exist to serve cock and make me money. There will be no second chances, you will never act like this again , you will never disobey again. If you did , then next time I will simply drive away , never to return “
I now understood fully my situation and my place in this World . Simply a slave to a ruthless , Alpha.
I had been totally broken. There was no point in thinking about anything else any more . All I could think about was hoping that plenty of cocks would still come through those holes to use me , so that I could carry on being fed and watered , be able to carry on living . QUITE SIMPLY , FOR ME , COCK = LIFE.
An hour later , another laminate , which read…..
A blindfold and handcuffs will soon be delivered through the hatch.
You are to place yourself against one of the rooms upright posts. You are to blindfold yourself . You will then handcuff your hands behind your back and wait. You do not need to know anything else.
I did this and heard my owners footsteps enter my prison.
I then heard a noise that I recognised . I heard the sound of the welder fire up again . I had thoughts that he was going to put me in more chains, although , I did not think this necessary as the welded chain , attaching me to the building , had been and is enough.
SUDDENLY I felt pressure and a searing pain against my breast. I felt heat , intense heat , I smelt burning , burning flesh.
I had been wrong , it was not the sound of a welder , but the sound of a blow-torch , My owner had been heating up a branding iron.
I fell to the floor in agony and confusion.
A key was pressed in to the palm of my hand
“I will leave the room . In 20 seconds you can unlock your handcuffs and remove your blindfold and move around freely. “
I did this , managed to get myself to my feet and walked over to the bathroom mirror and threw cold water on my chest. I looked in the mirror and saw my breast , seared and branded in to it was the word , slave.
I was now marked property, there was no way of escaping my identity now.
So , that was a couple of weeks ago and I have been fully back in to the programme. My breast has healed and I am left , etched , as a slave, for ever.
I suck dick , rim arse , get fucked in the arse and drink cum all day long again.
Once a week , on the 7th day , I get the day off to rest and am still allowed to watch TV.
I know the outside World still exists , still runs along , but my world is one of abject imprisonment and slavery – a sex slave. No one knows I am here. Only the men who put their sock inside me know I am here .
I have been told to write my story for publication and for you to read.
I am told that I will not be writing any more and to simply return to the glory hole and rimming/fucking hole and get back to servitude.
Before that . I have been promised a nice meal for my efforts and compliance . A lovely meal has just been pushed through the hatch and I am waiting for my owners piss , as I a know I am not allowed to eat food , until I have drunk his piss . I move to the piss trough , waiting for his piss, I am so hungry.
I am waiting….
I am waiting…..
I am waiting….
A log of my owners shit has just landed in the trough………………
So , this is a work of fiction , as you know .
However , it is completely within the realms of reality to make this come true ! Or , be realised in some shape or form.
DO YOU need a sex slave to chain/imprison. Do you have a barn , or a shed , or an outbuilding or even a spare room or cellar to keep a slave and have her serving your cock
If you desire this and have the means , please do get in touch . You never know , I could be turning up to that remote car park , late at night , following the instructions that you have given me. All you need is the transportation, the room and the chains.
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