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.