Journey Into The World Of Submissive Sex – Part 2

This is work of pure fiction. I am Rajesh and I have been into BDSM for the past 7 years. This is the second part of my series.

Start of Part 2:

I woke up the next day to the last few hours of my free life. As much as I was thrilled by the fact that I will be Rajesh’s slave material from today, I also wanted to enjoy the few hours I had for myself until my submission. I decided to take a walk down the town and have my favorite ice cream.

When I was about to head to the last moment cravings, I received a mail from Shivani. Yes, to my surprise she was the point of contact for my induction day.

Mail from Shivani:

Hi Maya,

Happy to hear from Rajesh that you were impressed with the proposal.

I would have loved to take that. But anyway, Rajesh likes you and that is more important.

I have a few quick points to make for your arrival today.

1. Reach “{Address}” sharp by 6.00 PM. A car will be sent to your apartment at 5.00 PM. Board it asap.
2. You are allowed to bring one backpack of anything. Remember nothing more than one backpack.
3. Anything you leave back in your apartment will get to trash and we will take care of vacating it for you.
4. You are not allowed to eat anything from this point in time.
5. And since you have not officially accepted the offer I require you to sign it off and scan it before 12 PM as a reply to this email.

Please keep the above in mind.

Thanks
Shivani

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I read the mail and couldn’t comprehend what was going on. Rajesh had understood that I loved the offer. And moreover with the respect that Shivani gives, she sounds to be a very good woman.

I took the agreement but didn’t read much of it as my excitement was beyond my rationale. Then I signed it and scanned it immediately. I also took all of my original documents, my phone, and few close stuff. I didn’t take many clothes as I was just allowed a backpack. Then I wore a white t-shirt and a skirt – not very sexy clothes, but that is what I had.

It was 4.55 PM and I was waiting downstairs with my backpack. A white BMW SUV arrived at my doorstep. I was surprised to see Shivani inside the car. She was well dressed in a black bodycon dress. She had a nice curvy body and long white legs. Her hair was done so well. She looked like a Goddess. But I had the notion that our relationship will be strictly professional. I got into the car.

Shivani: Welcome, Maya. It’s great that you have come this far in such a short time. You are very lucky. Please handover all your personal belongings to me and also the hard copy of the agreement. I have to tell you my role in this. I am going to walk you through your initiation and all the basic rules, more like your trainer. Rajesh gave me this offer just yesterday. So, I hope you understand your relationship with me now. Address me as a trainer from now on.

All my notions of a professional relationship with her immediately got shattered. I was going to be her bitch too. Now, I understand her excitement in the email. And I said, “Yes trainer, I understand”. I was beginning to feel the shame and humiliation.

Shivani: Good. I don’t want to be too rough with you. But, the only way I could impress Rajesh on my first assignment is by making you a perfect slave property and fucktoy for him. So, don’t make me punish you too much.

Maya: Yes, I understand trainer.

Shivani: Good girl. Now that we are nearing our destination, start undressing. Here this is the collar that Rajesh selected for you. He especially made it for his slave dog. Take all your clothes and jewelry off and wear this.

I was shocked when she said this. Undress in the car? What about the driver? And totally naked? Should I be wearing a collar and just that? Did she call me a dog now? And the collar had a “Slave Maya” inscribed around it. I was thinking a bit when I received a slap on my face. Yes, it was my trainer.

Shivani: Come on, bitch. We don’t have all day.

And there was another slap. I quickly removed my clothes and was stark naked. I did not take much care of my body and so had not shaved my pussy and not even perfectly waxed.

Shivani: Look at your body. You have such amazing assets. Nice round big tits and the right amount of fat on your belly. The perfect ass that can take my spanks for the night and amazing long legs. But you have to be properly cleaned. Anyway, wear your collar now.

I wore the collar and collar only. The driver was looking at all my humiliation through the rearview mirror. But I understood that will be too petty an issue going forward.

We reached the destination. It was a pretty posh house in the suburbs of the city. The campus was compounded with a swimming pool, lawn and a nice garden. Shivani asked the driver to stop the car outside the main gate. And it was nearly 100 ft to the house.

Shivani: Get down bitch. We will walk from here. Sorry, let me be clear. Walk from now on for you will be crawl until told otherwise. You will always crawl. And wait a minute. You missed something. I want people to know what you are.

She attached a leash to my collar. Then she wrote “SLAVE MAYA” on my breast and my ass. She also took pictures after they were written. Probably, she was updating the progress to Rajesh. My face turned red in humiliation. I was going to be naked out in the open. And just not naked, but in a pathetic state.

She gave me instructions to always keep my eyes forward and not look into anybody’s eyes when I was introduced to someone. I was also asked to immediately kiss their feet when I am introduced to someone.

The thought of being introduced to someone in this state was itself humiliation and kissing their feet and not able to look at them when they look at my entire naked body was the height of humiliation one could ever feel. She also took out a single tailed whip from her handbag.

Now my humiliation was combined with a fear of pain. I have never been whipped. Not even once.

Shivani: Come on bitch what are you thinking about. Let’s go meet the people in the house. I really hope they will be excited to see a bitch like you.

I put first one of my legs down and looked at Shivani. The look in her eyes suddenly was commanding. I put my other leg down and went out of the car.

She quickly got down from the other side of the car. It was really a shameful act. I was already feeling bad for myself. I was trying to hide my tits with my hands. And I knew I would be completely exposed to every eye in the house. But still.. That was when the first stroke from the whip landed on my back. The pain was unimaginable. I never expected the stroke to be this painful.

Shivani: Stop acting like you are shy! I know how big a slut you are. Get down on your knees and remember your eyeline.

She led me by the leash and I was to look at her feet for direction. When I missed few turns, I used to get a stroke on my ass. The first leg I kissed was that of the cook of the house. He was a middle-aged man. From his legs, I could say he was dark and probably stout. I dared not to raise my head.

Shivani: Take a look at the new slave of the house, Neeraj ji. You can get all your work done through her when the master is not using her. Probably, occasionally use her too. (they giggled)

Neeraj: This is a perfect catch, Shivani. Master’s taste is unique. Can I take a better look at Slave Maya?

Shivani: You command her anything you want her to do. This bitch is a bit dirty. So I’d suggest I clean her up a bit before you would want to touch her. Otherwise, she has been instructed to obey anything you ask her to do.

Neeraj: That sounds fun. Hey slave, get on your toes, spread your legs and hands behind your head. Arch your back so that your tits stand out.

I stood up to my toes. I couldn’t miss looking at his body and face. But I made sure it was discreet. He was no Greek God but not ugly too. Normal middle-aged guy. I kept my eyeline down and stood all exposed to take comments about my naked body. He was sure going to comment on my private parts.

Neeraj: This bitch so hairy. She should have known how to present herself as a slave. Otherwise, these tits,  they are so creamy. Master will want to try all sorts of whips and canes on them. Her pussy is so hairy. Get her shaved soon and I’d want to touch and them.

Shivani: That’s what I’m going to teach her today. How to be a good slave? I know she is in a disappointing state now. She deserves punishment for that. Doesn’t she, Neeraj?

Neeraj: Of course. What is training a slave without punishment? I’d say, let’s whip her ass.

Shivani: Just whipping her ass. I’d want more to it. I want her to lick your feet when I whip her ass.

I was standing there helpless when these people were deciding ways to torment me. Just for their fun. Yes, I have signed up for this.

Shivani: Get down, present your ass and face on Neeraj ji’s feet. Count out loud and thank me for each of your strokes. This is for not taking proper care of your body all these days.

I got 15 strokes on my ass. I said, “Thank you trainer” after every stroke. Neeraj was looking at me with full intent to touch. But somehow he did not. He was having a hard-on for sure. I was beginning to cry. Tears started to fall on Neeraj’s leg.

Neeraj: Stupid bitch!! You think my leg is the place to drop your tears. Lick that off clean too.

There was no sign of mercy on his part. Shivani was no less. She did not even give me a break. She completed the complete 15 strokes.

Neeraj: Look at the welts in her ass. She should remember these for long I guess.

Shivani: This is just the beginning. I have lot more interesting stuff planned for this bitch with Master.

I had a similar introduction with a couple of other people where I was equally humiliated by everyone. There was no one who considered me as an equal human. I understand because with a collar and body writing as “Slave Maya” who would think I’m someone who expects self-respect.

This was followed by a full body wax. I was made to shave my pussy and armpits and Shivani took a video of that. I knew where it was going. She then washed me with full force cold shower and applied soap with something that looked like a floor mop. I was being treated like an animal. But the soap she used had an arousing fragrance. Probably that was Master’s favorite.

End of part 2.

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