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I`m owned, please respect that!
my story:
p.s. quite a bit of reading!
How i became His:
Well, there was this local pub i liked to go to, good music, good atmosphere and such.
Overall, a nice place to sit and relax, have a drink and chat with friends. I`ve seen him around there quite a bit, but never really payed much attention. Until one evening i overheard him talking with some of his friends about bdsm and bondage. That`s when i started to pay attention to him. Couple of weeks later, not being sure on how to approach him about this, while he was going out of the pub for a smoke, i slipped him a note, saying „ I want to be your slave ” and my cell phone also written down. He took it but didn`t read it, at least i didn`t see him reading it, as he went outside and i, with my next drink ordered, went back to my table to sit and chat with a friend.
I was quite a bit nervous as he sat there outside with some other people from the pub talking and smoking. As he came back in and sat down, he never looked at me, which made me think he was not interested. I overheard a bit of his conversation with a friend he was sitting with, it was about movies from the 90s.
Not once did he look at me. Then, when his friend went for a beer refill, my phone beeped, it was a text message, from him. „ are you wearing stockings? ” was all it said, i glanced over at him and saw him looking straight at me, in my eyes. Not being able to say anything since i was sitting with my friend, i simply gently nodded.
30 seconds later my phone beeped again. „ Heels off! Feet on tiptoes! Stay like that! ” simple yet strict and precise. I slowly slid off my heels and sat there, my high heels next to my stockinged feet which were now about 5 inches high on tiptoes. I sat there like that for a bit more than 2 hours, not getting up even once. As i kept glancing over to his table, which was diagnally opposite to mine ( and he could clearly see me in full view as i sat there ) he never looked at me, just kept chatting with his friend and drinking beer.
After a couple of hours, i got another text. „ I`m going home, if you want, you can follow me, you have 5 minutes! ” i looked at him, our eyes met again, and after a few seconds of simply looking in each others eyes, i nodded again.
I put my heels back on, finished my glass and apologised to my friend that i had to go. My friend said it was ok, and she stayed there for more drinks.
As he exited the pub, i followed him, about 10-15 steps behind him. As we walked like that, i saw him with his phone in hand, and not long after that, i got another text. „ take off your heels and keep walking on tiptoes! ” i was a bit taken back by that and had to read it 2 more times to make sure i read it correctly. After which i removed my heels and continued walking on my tiptoes behind him. I was glad it didn`t rain that day and the streets were dry. I walked like that for about a block more, till we came to a building and he unlocked the door and held it open for me till i got in. As i went in i said „ thank you ” and all i got back was 1 word, yet in a strict tone „ Silence! ”. We got to his apartment, with me still on tiptoes and my high heels in my hand. As we entered his apartment, he took me by my hand and led me to the living room, we stopped at a coffee table, „ Kneel ” he said as he walked away.
About 10 minutes later he came back wearing slippers, shorts and tshirt and was carrying a traveling bag.
I sat there kneeling next to the coffee table looking at him, as he opened the suitcase and took out several items. He went behind me, with his hands got some of my hair out of the way before he put a bit gag to my lips, i automaticly opened my mouth and accepted it, after which he buckled it tightly behind my head.
Next he took some rope and tied my wrists behind my back, then with another rope, he tied my elbows, not together, but not far from it, and also roped around my body, below and above my breasts. I just knelt there and accepted it, this is what i wanted after all. Then he layed me down on the floor face down and tied my ankles to my thighs, thus leaving me in a frogtie. Once he was done tieing me, he simply said „ I`m going to sleep, sweet dreams. And don`t you dare to piss yourself! ”.
With that he left. Honestly, it didn`t take me long to fall asleep also, even though the bondage was quite tight and somewhat uncomfortable.
In the morning, he untied me, and as he took the gag out, he said „ remember... silence ”. after which he led me to the bathroom so i could pee, and he stood there watching me do it. It was actually quite humiliating. But i peed, because i really needed to, it didn`t matter to me if he was there watching or not, i really needed to go.
After that i was given a cup of coffee, and i was quite surprised that a young man like him knew how to make a great cup of coffee. We drank in silence, he was sitting in an armchair in living room, while i knelt at the coffee table.
Half way through the cup, he asked me what i wanted. This was the real first time i actually got to speak to him. So, i told him i wanted a no limit Master/slave relationship. Full ownership, no way out, that i would obey every order, do every task, and live by every rule he`d give. After i was done saying what i needed to say, he told me about the situation. And went for a smoke on the balcony, giving me 5 minutes to decide if this is what i wanted.
When he came back and sat down, he asked me for my decision, and all i could say, wanted to say, needed to say was „ Yes! ”
That`s how i became a full slave to an 18 year old, who is now my Master and i`m his slave, hopefully forever, but, that is totally up to him, after all, i have no rights, whatsoever!
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