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It happened at last… My mistress said she had a free evening and wished to see me… I arrived bang on time. Having spent some time near her door I dared to ring the bell… The door opened and I saw a pretty girl, I would even say she had ordinary looks but there was something in her, something that I immediately felt. It was energy and power…

I felt a bit inconvenient to meet a person I knew nothing about.

- Good evening, my Mistress, - I greeted her politely.

I noticed a slight smile on her face. She nodded allowing me to come in.

- My name is… - I made an attempt to start a conversation but she interrupted me sharply.

- You aren’t allowed to speak, slave! – She snubbed me strictly.

She decided to show me who was the chief among us was. She was calm but when she spoke I could feel some fascinating power. She wasn’t obviously used to be contradicted. She even didn’t have to raise her voice to get what she wanted. She was accustomed to that and wasn’t going to change anything.

I stopped still looking at her timidly…

- Have I allowed you to look at me? – Helen made up her mind to tell me about her rules right from the beginning. – Lower your eyes, slave… You should always do that!

For some reason I felt I didn’t want to argue with her. I lowered my eyes standing in front of her as if I had done something wrong…

- Take off your shoes and follow me! – She ordered.

We entered the living room. A cup of tea was on the coffee table. The girl had been drinking it before my arrival. Besides, I noticed a huge lash with a big handle lying on the sofa. It looked threatening and let me understand who had power now…

- Have a seat over there! – Helen pointed at the floor near the sofa. – Kneel down!

My mistress sat comfortably on the soft sofa and resumed tea drinking. When I kneeled down in front of her I wanted to raise my eyes and wait for further orders but remembered what she had said in the corridor. I dropped my eyes and started waiting…

Helen wasn’t in a hurry. She was drinking tea tranquilly and looking at me with estimation…

- I know who and what you are, - she said. – You used to have another Mistress but she gave you to me. Now you are MY possession! You are my slave! Remember that! It is good you have some experience but I have different rules and requirements. I’m sure it won’t be hard to train you. There are a number of rules you should follow rigorously. First of all, remember that you are MY THING, MY POSSESSION. You are not a person and you have NO rights, opinions or desires. Secondly, my wishes are laws for you, no matter what kind of wishes I have. Is it clear? I don’t like when my slaves deceive me, conceal something from me or don’t obey my orders! – Helen emphasized the last words. – This position of yours will NOT change! You should ALWAYS stand on your knees with your eyes lowered and never ever open your mouth without my permission. I can’t stand any disobedience or willfulness. What I say must be done! And NO RESISTANCE! If you break one of the rules you’ll regret about it! I guess you’ve noticed this nice lash? If I lash you even once with it you’ll remember it for long!!! Though… - My mistress smiled. – If I am in good mood I can lash you with no reason at all…

It sounded like a verdict to me.

- Do you agree?

- Yes, my Lady, - I replied quietly as I had no way back now.

Helen was satisfied looking at the guy who was fully at her mercy. She loved power, infinite power. She loved to know that person before her was her absolute possession…

- Now, stand up and take off your clothes! – I heard.

I opened my mouth to breathe more air. It was very humiliating to get undressed in full view of a woman who I had just met.

- Is anything wrong, slave? – My mistress wondered condescendingly seeing me doing that slowly and irresolutely.

I stood up and started undressing.

- No, everything’s all right, my Mistress… - I took my clothes off very quickly being afraid she could get angry with me.

When I had only boxers on I stopped for a while again…

- Do you feel shy? – Helen laughed. – Pull them off! I must know what you have under them…

And now I was standing nude before her…

- Turn your side to me… Turn round… - Helen wasn’t very much interested in my penis. – Show me your butt… In a doggy position… Yes, slave, doggy fashion… Spread your legs…

I obeyed all her orders positioning myself in the ways she wanted, demonstrating my body to her. I felt I was a toy in her hands.

- I forgot to tell you, slave, - she smiled, - you’re mine now and it means I can sell you, give, exchange or allow other girls to use you. Do you understand me? You have no rights or choice, slave. Do you agree with me?

- Yes, I do, - I said still standing in a doggy style with my butt stuck out.

- And one more moment… - Helen sighed delightfully, - I like fucking my slaves, is it clear??? Make obedient girls, whores from them! Yes! It is your slave’s fortune and you can do nothing about it!

The girl grinned seeing I was frightened.

- I will fuck you when I want, where I want and as long as I want! You want that, don’t you? Do you want me to turn you into a girl?

I nodded envisioning my close future with terror.

- You are lucky, I’m in high spirits today! – She said scoffing. – This day is important for you, you’ll remember it for a long time, I promise!

My mistress rose and coming up stood behind me.

- Today your butt will lose its cherry! I’ll ram it, slave! – She told me. – You’ll become a girl who has been fucked, slave! Isn’t that fantastic?!

I was silent listening to this authoritative and firm lady who was going to do that with me…

- At first it will hurt a bit, - she pronounced and I felt she passed her hand over my buttocks. – Virgins always feel pain! Your ass is virgin and undeveloped for now but I’m going to change that! Soon you’ll feel my hard cock in it and you’ll moan as a lewd broad…

I knew I shouldn’t have doubted in her words, she would certainly do what she intended…

- Follow me, slave, I want to show something to you! – Helen said.

Helen opened a drawer which was filled with sex toys. There were a few strap-ons of various sizes, gags, hand-cuffs and lashes. It all looked horrible… While demonstrating all that to me she watched my reaction.

- And I’m going to present you with a collar, slave! Are you happy about it? – Helen smiled. – All my slaves must wear it. There is my monogram on it that shows you are mine now! That you can’t even sneeze without my permission! And from now on I prohibit you to fuck girls. They will fuck you! So, get ready to become a real whore…

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Looking at the variety of sex toys I realized she could use any of them to play with me.

- Do you like my small toys and assistants? – Helen smiled enjoying her new slave’s surprise and embarrassment.

The girl decided to entertain herself a bit and play with me. She loved those first moments when her new slaves looked at her shaking and horrified. And she loved to see they realized what was waiting for them.

She felt perfect having that sensation of permissiveness and full power over another person. She liked to see fear and confusion in men’s eyes. She loved to know that only she could choose what to do with her slaves. She used to imagine new ways of entertainment and play role plays. However, she had clear understanding of what she was doing. But power made her head dizzy…

- I think I have asked you something? – The mistress lifted her voice up and slapped her slave across the bare butt smiling contentedly.

- They are fabulous… and… there are so many of them… - It was hard to say.

- What do you like best? – Helen kept on playing and amusing herself smiling cunningly.

- Well… I … like this one… - I pointed at a short and thin strap-on with a smooth but big head.

- Really?! – The girl laughed playfully.

On the contrary I wasn’t so happy about it. Helen felt free and at ease having a full control over the situation.

- And what will you say about this one? – Helen took an enormously big lash the end of which branched off in a few lines. – It is made of boxcalf! Very nice thing to make slaves obey! – Helen used each opportunity to show her power and remind who she was. – Sometimes I can just show it to a slave to remind him about a possible punishment and he becomes very submissive. But I think you don’t need it for now. Aren’t you going to disappoint me, slave?

- No, of course not, - I replied quickly.

- However, I can lash you with this for no reason at all! - Helen laughed.

I sighed envisioning for a second what it could be like. It would be better not to lead to this. But the fact I didn’t know what she might want or require frightened me a lot. I didn’t know the girl, her habits, mores. What could cause her discontent…

- And… what do you think about this? – Helen showed me a neatly tied bunch of birch rods of a black colour.

- Impressive… - I uttered.

My mistress was a great judge of men’s character. She knew for sure what a new slave felt in front of her. And she loved that…

- Stand on your fours! – She said calmly but her words were full of indisputable intonation.

I stood in the position and was waiting looking on the floor in front of me. The girl took a collar which was evidently prepared beforehand and sat comfortably on the sofa.

- Crawl to me! – She ordered.

I crawled up being afraid to raise my eyes and look at what was going to happen to me.

- Closer! – Helen pronounced it in a dissatisfied voice and having gripped my hair pulled me to her.
My head turned to be between her legs. It was convenient for her this way and she didn’t have to bend or do unnecessary motions. Helen put a collar on me tightening it much.

- This is a present for you, slave! It’s a symbol of my power and your position! – My mistress said that enthusiastically and even a bit ceremonially. – You will know who you belong to!...