He hadn’t yet opened the door to the car, before she started trying to renegotiate the contract. He didn’t say a word, but instead took her by the hand and returned to the tattoo shop. Big Bill the artist who had done the work on j was about to lock up, but let them in. “What’s up my old friend, trouble already?”

“Yeah, you could say that. I imported this and it is giving me a bit of trouble.” j looked at the Master.

“I am not giving you trouble, I just think before we do anything that we should get to know one another”

Bill chuckled, “Yeah I can see what you mean, it hasn’t learned that there is no “I” to it. I thought you usually brought them to you broken in, like I do”

“Unfortunately, “broken in” all too often means “broken down” or just plain “broken” I thought because it had lifestyle experience and was a grad student that it knew what to expect. I discussed duties and the loss of identification, now after having been adorned with your ink, it wants more time. I brought back your art, remove it.”

j’s eyes widened and her mouth dropped “What the fuck are you talking about; you can’t just erase a tattoo”

“I know; it needs to be cut out or burned off. Burning affects the tissue around the art too much, so I suggest cutting it out.” The Master looked at Bill, “You still have that skinning knife in the drawer?” Bill nodded.

j tried to move to the door, but Bill blocked her exit. “I am not going to let you cut pieces of flesh off my body; that wasn’t part of the deal”

“I know, the deal was you would come here and serve Me in any way I chose and I would have you marked, pierced and train you in things you have never experienced. I have made an investment and if you renege I’ll have to exact my pound of flesh, so what’s it going to be?”

“OK, OK I’ll serve you, but look at me you should be glad you got me” j tossed her red mane and stepped into the center of the shop.

“I was when you signed the contract, but that was when I thought you would honor it and submit in everyway, give up your identity, and serve with humility. The problem is you only play at submission and I don’t play at being a Master; I told you more than once that I was serious. You don’t seem to understand the meaning of property; you are mine for the next year. There is no you that is an “I”, there is only that you that is an “it”, like a chair or table. You are an object for me to use in any way I see fit, do you understand. In order to serve me I must humble it, take away its pride.” j lowered her eyes, as she had during so many scenes with dominants during play.

“Yes Sir, it understands and will be good” she said in a repentant tone.

“Good, you may keep the ink in your flesh, but you must be humbled; even more than you are now. I want you to look in the mirror every day and realize that is not me that should be glad, but rather you that should be glad that I have accepted your worthless being.” j lowered her head and her curls hid her face.

“it will Sir”

“I know it will.” The Master turned to Bill, “Get out some shears and a razor, I feel like giving it a trim” j looked up and started to protest, but knew that it would only bring her more grief. The Master took the shears from Bill and led j to the artist chair. He sat her down and began lopping off her hair; once it was down to a manageable amount he lathered up the rest and began shaving her scalp. The whole time he was cutting she cried and when he was done she kept her head down looking at the red locks on the floor.



“Thank you Master for showing it how pitiful it really is” j was handed the artist mirror and through blurry eyes looked at her image. “it is not pretty and is ashamed of itself”

“Good, now clean up the mess on Bill’s floor and wash that face. We have a long drive and if I have to look at it; I want it presentable.” j took a broom from Bill and started sweeping. When she was done, they left the shop. j followed her Master to the car and got in. she only responded to his questions and kept her head down the entire drive.

When they arrived at his home, he helped her carry in the bags. “I think there is more here than needed. I will weed through theses and choose what will be allowed and what will be stored.” j stood and watched as he removed her make-up bag and put all of her make-up into the “to be stored” pile; her toothpaste, toothbrush, soap and meds including birth control pills were put in the keep pile. she was allowed her thongs, one pair of jeans other than those she wore, one more top and the shoes she wore. Everything else including her cell phone and wallet were put into the suitcases and taken to his storage building. “it will get these items back when the time comes”



j was led to a bedroom and shown a dresser drawer. “This will be its room unless I want her with me and this will be her drawer. The rest of the drawers are filled with leather and other BDSM related items. The bed has restraints if I need or want to use them. it will be given an adjustment period to know this place and her place. Now take off your clothes; I wish to examine my property.” j felt shame and embarrassment as she removed her clothes in front of this stranger, who was now her owner. her nipples became rigid in the cold air and goose bumps rose on her skin. her clothes were put in the drawer with the rest of her items. she stood naked in front of him with the exception of the tattoo’s dressings.

“you are tiny aren’t you, but I would imagine tight as well. When the time comes I will enjoy its tight little cunt and ass. Will it serve me well that way?”

There was only one correct response and that was “yes”, but j said, “it will enjoy having you in its cunt, but doesn’t really like anal since it was 16 and raped in the ass”

“The correct answer was “yes”. your rapist took your cherry, but didn’t take my property. From the tip of its shaved scalp to the bottoms of your feet, you are mine. Now get on the bed” her Master said pointing to the twin bed in the room. j laid her body on the bed and was told to get on her stomach. she knew what was going to happen and that there was no use in resisting. her Master took out leather restraints and attached them to leather straps that were already on the bed and then put them on her wrists and ankles. she laid there in silence as he went through the drawers. He threw a ball gag down on the bed and said, “Does it scream”

“Sometimes Sir”

“Then I will have you wear this, if it becomes intolerable to my ears. Otherwise its cries will be music to my ears.” j prepared her mind for what was about to happen; she imagined he was about to fuck her ass, but that wasn’t the case. “I am not a rapist, and I will not take advantage of you just because you are bound. it will have to beg me to enjoy its ass and then and only then will I do so.” He held a cane in his hand and brought it down on her ass. The first strike stung and she cried out. As the first red welt appeared he brought it down again and again she cried out. she was squirming on the bed in pain when the third strike came down. In truth there was one thing she hated more than being fucked in the ass and that was severe pain.

“Please Master fuck its ass” she cried, just before the forth strike. “Please, please Master use it as you wish” A fifth strike landed leaving and almost purple mark when it fell across the others. “What does it have to do so that you will use its worthless ass” she cried.

“Beg” he said as he delivered yet another blow with the cane.

“it is begging you Sir, please fuck its ass. it will feel honored to have you in it. Please it is begging Sir, please fuck please”

He put the cane on the bedside table , it was a thick Rattan cane covered with leather. she looked at it through her tears and breathed a little easier. her ass was on fire from the caning when she felt his hand on it. “This is udder cream it will help sooth the irritation” he rubbed it over her ass and then slid a finger down to her anus. Without being told she pushed up against the finger and relaxed her muscles allowing the lubricated finger in. “Good, it not only invited me in, but opened its little door” His index finger didn’t feel bad in her and she laid there as he continued to finger fuck her. Soon she found it more than enjoyable as she pressed her hips into the bed, rubbing her cunt against the course bedspread. He watched as she became aroused and decided it deserved a gift. He took his finger out and removed the restraints. “Come with me” he said as he left the room.



The pain was not as great as she followed him into his room. When she walked in his dog stood up and sniffed her cunt. “Leave it alone, it's mine.” The Master said and the dog left the room. He undressed without saying a word and got into the bed. “it may enter my bed and worship my cock” he said and she got into the bed on her knees and began stroking, licking and sucking in a worshipful manner. she fully expected him to cum, but instead he lifted her head and said “Get on it.” Her pussy was wet and her saliva had helped to lubricate his cock enough to allow the thick meaty probe into her. she was tight around him and felt good. He filled her and his cock massaged her g-spot, as she rocked on it. she wanted to cum, but knew the rules; before she would be allowed to cum, she would have to beg and be allowed.

“Master, please may it cum” she said, feeling her excitement growing intense. He declined her request and held her hips tight against him as she ground into him. “God Master, please it is losing control” In what seemed like a split second he lifted her up and brought her ass down on his cock. There was no warning and she didn’t have time to tighten her muscles, so his organ passed effortlessly into her tight little hole. her arousal to his cock was unbelievable and she screamed “Master fuck its ass please”

“Cum now” he commanded as he raised and lowered her on his cock. It was as if he had pushed every button in her mind and body as she let her body respond. The warm flow of her cum trickled onto his pubes as he continued. “Keep fucking my cock” he commanded, as he released her hips. There really was no need for a command though; she was enjoying it too much to stop without being commanded. she closed her eyes and lifted herself up and down on her knees as his cock slid in and out. she was unaware that he had reached into a drawer and brought out two items. He took the first (a bullet vibe) and set it free inside of her.

The shock of the vibration made her open her eyes, as it bounced off of his cock through the thin wall of flesh inside of her. His cock was now vibrating in her ass and pressing against the vibrator, which in turn buzzed against her g-spot. “Oh God, oh God, Sir I am going to cum!!” she wasn’t prepared for the slap in the face when it came and it stung, but it also distracted her from the pleasure she was experiencing.

“it will cum when I tell it to and no sooner. Now I want you on your feet.” j dismounted her Master’s still stiff cock and stood; while the bullet buzzed in her cunt. He got up, stood behind her and spread her legs, as he put one hand on her little neck; forcing her to bend at the waist. Her ass felt the tip of his cock pass between her cheeks and re-enter her now willing hole. With his feet firmly planted on the ground and one hand on her shoulder, he was able to pound his cock home and she was back in that space again. With each thrust, he slapped her ass; as if he was whipping a race horse towards the finish line.
Her mind was experiencing pain and pleasure simultaneously; she wanted cum with each thrust and could feel him swell as his own climax approached. “Now, it may cum” he said as he continued to pound her and she did; not once, multiple times as her body shook from the ripples that followed the first orgasm. she was still shaking as he withdrew his cock and came on her ass.

she felt the hot cum as it struck her ass and knew that he had received pleasure. “Thank you Master for fucking its ass; did it satisfy you or do you want it in other ways.”

“Not now, but I will later. We will bathe and then eat. He took her into the bathroom and sat her on the toilet with the bullet still alive in her and began to warm the water for the shower. The running water made her want to pee.

“Master, it really needs to pee bad, may it.” she said a she squirmed with the full bladder.

“I will pee first and then it may, but don’t push the bullet out.” j started to get up, but was pushed back down. “Where is it going? I said, I wanted to pee”

“it was going to get up so you could”

“Why? Just spread its legs and expose its little pussy.” j did as told and her Master pointed his cock at her pussy and started peeing. The hot pee felt good on her clit, but it made her want to pee even more.

“Sir, may it pee with you?”

He brought his cock up higher over her mons and then her breasts. As the hot piss dripped from her nipples, he said “Yes”

she peed and he handed her a towel to wipe the urine from the seat and floor. He removed the dressings from her tattoos and threw them into a basket. These can breathe when we get done bathing them. I will give it some lotion to keep them moist and help them heal” They stepped into the flow of hot water and he had her wash his cock and body. she washed and examined the marks he bore. There were scars and tattoos; each had its own story and she wanted to know all about them. “Not now, I will tell you later. Now I will clean my property.” He turned her towards the shower and let the water run over her. He didn’t use a wash cloth or sponge, but preferred his hands. He filled his palms with shower gel, put more on his chest and pressed his body against her back as his hands began to wash and squeeze her breasts and nipples. His chest and torso felt good as it rubbed against her and suds up her body. He brought his soapy hands from her breasts up over her shoulders and washed her throat as he squeezed. “it is tiny, but feels good in my hands. she stood still as he continued to wash her face.



“Sir, there is soap in its eyes” He let her wash the soap from her face, while putting more gel in his palms. Again, he began at her breasts, only this time he worked down over her hips, mons into her waiting lips. she pressed back against his body and could feel his lathered, stiffening cock. He rubbed against her clit with his right index finger, as he pressed above her tattooed mons with his left hand. “Would Sir like to fuck its ass again” she was now anticipating anal sex, but instead he turned her and lifted her onto his cock shoving it and the bullet up against her g-spot. she held onto the shower curtain rod with one hand and pressed the other against the wall as he fucked her pussy. her own weight caused her clit to rub against his cock and she again wanted to cum. “Sir it wants to please you, but may it cum, please.” This time he allowed it as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “Oh thank you Sir, it is blessed to be owned by you.” she said once her climax was over, but he was still at her and it was only his own climax that he was in and it was not to happen. He raised her off his cock and she put her feet on the floor of the shower. she knew he had not cum and the water was beginning to get cold, so she turned off the water and dropped to her knees. she placed his cock in her mouth and began sucking, until she felt his hot cum on her throat. she swallowed and drained the stiff rod of all that was left in it and then looked up at him. “Thank you Sir for letting me taste you, its mouth liked that.”

“Its mouth did good and will be my little, cum cup in the future. Now dry me and then yourself and we will prepare dinner.” j took the thick towel from the rack and dried her Master as instructed and then began to dry herself. “Spread your legs” he said, and she did. “Now push the bullet out” she tried, but it was high up inside of her and she couldn’t. Once she was dry, he led her back to the twin bed and had her lay on her back with her knees bent. “Pretend it is in her gynecologist’s chair and I will play doctor” she spread her bent legs while he opened a top drawer. He brought out a metal speculum and without warming it, inserted it in her pussy. It was not a pleasant experience as he opened her pussy up, but then again she never enjoyed seeing her doctor either. Next he brought out forceps and with j peering between her legs; reached into her open cunt until he felt the bullet. He opened the forceps and gently grabbed the bullet, as j watched. she was never really into medical play, but this almost excited her as she saw the forceps exit her pussy with the bullet in its grip. “It’s a bullet” he announced, as if she had just delivered a baby.



He closed the speculum and removed it, then grabbed a silk robe from his closet that was too large for her. “Put this on.” he said and she did as told, as he put on a pair of pants. “It’s been a long day and we need to eat something. I will prepare our meals, because I like to cook and know what I like to eat. Do you have any allergies?” she shook her head. “Good, then we will have poached salmon and salad. There is a bottle of Pinot Grigio in the refrigerator and a corkscrew in that drawer” he said, motioning to the drawer next to the refrigerator. “cork the bottle and get a couple of wine glasses out of the cupboard net to the sink” j did as told, while her Master prepared the salmon and a salad of greens.

He worked in the kitchen like the chefs on TV, grabbing some lemon pepper and dill; coating the fleshy fish, while the frying pan heated the oil. When the salmon was put into the hot olive oil it immediately crisped the skin and the pink meat began to turn opaque. Next he grabbed the Pinot and poured half a bottle into the pan and put a lid on it as the wine finished the poaching process. In less than five minutes he turned down the heat and prepared the salad. From start to finish, the meal took less than a half an hour to prepare.
He took down a couple of plates and prepared the fish and salad on them. “The silver is in there and the napkins over here” he said again motioning. “Set the table” j moved and as he placed a plate on the table, she prepared his place setting. “it will eat at my feet” he said, as he placed her plate on the floor to the right of his chair. she realized she had not earned a right to sit at the table and took her place at his feet. His dog watched from a distance and then laid down on his bed.

she ate the food in silence and sipped the wine. When they had finished dinner he stood, “Wash the dishes, while I prepare your bed.” He left the room, while she cleared the dishes and put them in the sink. As she cleaned the kitchen; he prepared the twin bed by attaching a single ankle shackle on a chain long enough to allow her to go to the bathroom if she needed or to his room if called. Once the bed was prepared, he locked the drawers in the two dressers with a rod which went through two rings.

He returned to the kitchen just as j finished putting away the dishes. “It has come a long way in 14 hours and I am glad I brought it here. its bed is ready; it will go to its bed when I tell it to.” The clock in the kitchen showed 11:15PM, she had only been with him a little over half a day and been brought to her knees by choice. “I may or may not have you in my bed during the night, but have enjoyed you today and will in the morning before I go to work. it will not have its clothing; there is no need. it will clean tomorrow, and take care of the dog. it will not have computer or phone privileges until they are earned and I will determine when that is. Does it understand?” j nodded. “Now come with me” he said, leading her to the bedroom and removing the robe. He attached the shackle to her ankle and allowed her to go into the bathroom to prepare for bed.

she looked at her naked body in the mirror and at the purple lines on her ass from the earlier beating. she had asked for objectification and in 14 hrs she had gone from attention slut to object. “it belongs here” she thought. When she was done, she re-entered the bedroom and got between the cold sheets. “Thank you Master” she said, as he exited the room and turned off the lights. There was no response. He stayed up for another hour writing, before going to bed. she was awake in the dark as he passed by the door. “Good night Sir”

He stopped and looked in. “Good night, it has already begun to inspire me. I will begin you training in earnest tomorrow evening”