I am rahul, a sub, twink, i tried many bdsm thing but wanted something harder. I wanted to be a slave, so I found a company online. It promised to find me a master, it had tons of policies for sub but non for masters. And the biggest rule for slave was "once you sign in you can't go back."
I signed in anyway I was crazy about it, they charged me 2 lakhs for signing in but what was money for a future slave, I wanted to surrender completely to a real man.
They had strict rules for what they called waiting time. "It was before a master accepts me as his slave."
Next day after signing, some boys came to my house, they installed camera everywhere, even in bathroom and gave me list of rule.
I can't pee while standing up, that's only for man, not slaves.
I can't go out without permission, which they rarely give (only in medical emergency)
I was to keep myself shaved and douched.
I can not touch myself or cum.
I need to clean my house and make my bed daily, but I was to sleep on floor, not bed.
They also gave me books about cooking, and slave behaviour which I was study every day in front of cctv, sitting on my knees.
I used to miss alot of things and regretted my decision but i couldn't break the contract, I lost full control to them. I knew if I broke it company would ruin my life in court.
But I realised I was wrong to regret when after around 2 month I got a phone call. At that time, I was just making breakfast and was about to eat but I knew better to avoid the call, I looked at the cctv and picked up.
"Slave no. 26883."
"Yes"
"Your Master will be there in some minutes, you are to stand on your knees completely naked in your living room."
"Oh! Th... Thats great, but I was just about to have my breakfast."
"You can have it later, if your master allows it."
"But it will get ruined..."
*She hung up the call*
I was extremely hungry but I looked in cctv again and I don't want to piss them, i left the plate in kitchen and went to living room naked.
Right away some men came from company and shifted masters stuff in my house. They took the keys of my home way before, so I don't have any control. It was embarrassing sitting there naked when a bunch of men walking into my house. They did not notice me like I was a piece of furniture. They kept shifting the stuff. I didn't knew what to do but I sat there naked and didn't move by the fare of possible punishment.
My master came behind them. He was huge and hairy. He came to me and without saying any words he started inspecting me, my mouth, my ass. He slapped it hard. Then a worker boy came in and asked, "sir, where should I put your clothes?."
"In the slave's closet, obviously." Master said in deep terrifying voice. He sounded like a angry loin.
"Then where will the slave's cloths go?" Worker asked.
I was about suggest a replacement when master said, "take them away, burn them, I don't care, he will not need clothes anymore."
"Ok sir." The worker said and went back to work.
Does that mean he keep me naked all the time, it was like i wasn't even there, both of decided about me without even looking at me. Master was still twisting and inspecting my body when he said,
"Don't think too much fag, you will stay naked all the time. So you will be fully accessible for me to beat, fuck, and everything. Even if in rear time I allow you some clothes, it will not be normal man's clothing."
"Ok, thank you master," I said, mindlessly, I learnt it from the books company gave me, how should slave behave. I was fucking terrified, I was only thinking if I pissed this man off, he can break my bones by just a punch.
When he was done inspecting he faced me and spat at my face while he was loosening his belt. It gave me a shiver but he did not beat me, he tied it around my neck.
"Come on faggot, give me the tour of my new house."
"Yes sir" I said and started crawling on my fours. He kicked my ass with his leather boots. "Move your ass more, bitch."
I showed balcony, bathroom, three bedrooms and when we get to kitchen he pulled the belt to stop me, it was unexpected and i chocked on my spit. "Some was having breakfast huh." He pulled the belt to force me stand up and face him, I was out of my breath, grabbing the belt around my neck but he wasn't going to lose it. "Listen up faggot, this is the last meal you will have without my permission. Do you understand?"
"Y y yes mmmmmast er" I said still struggling for breath. He realised the belt and I fell on the ground.
He unzipped his pent, saying, "I will give you your breakfast" and before even I could see he pushed his cock in my through. He started facefucking me. In n out in n out. I could even hear worker working around but master did not cear. I lost the sences and track of time when he took his cock out he kept strocking it and took the plate in his other hand and cummed in my food.
"Happy breakfast fag." He spat on my face and left.
