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5 Real Life BDSM Stories You Won’t Find in 'Fifty Shades of Grey'
Published: APRIL 24, 2015
| Updated: JUNE 6, 2022
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I'm a Japanese sub girl "Mayuko" Last night Mistres bought me to make me a anal entertainment and Portable Toilet
1. Check Body 2. Dog Training --> If Mistress says "Chin-Chin," Mayuko has to lift her leg up to down to show Chin chin. "Chin-Chin" means kid's penis in japanese. (1) Flower Dog (2) Candle Dog (3) Chicken Eggs (4) Portable Toilet "Golden Shower"
These precious instructions were hand-written on a Hallmark 'Thank You' card that said, "Words can say so little when someone's done so much."
Organized meticulously on a table to my left were fresh cut tulips, a candle with a bell on it, and five chicken eggs. To my right, an eager slave sat waiting for instructions. I placed a leather collar with a leash around his neck, forced him to lick my spit out of a dog bowl, stuck a candle with the jingle bell up his butt, and paraded him around the dungeon for all the Mistresses to see. I did the same with the tulips. He transformed into a flowerpot. The ladies laughed gleefully, screaming, "Chin-Chin" over and over at my submissive girl turned slave dog .
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I could feel a tear slowly running down the side of my cheek. The cold steel of the handcuffs, the tools that held my hands securely behind my back, were pressing sharply into my skin. His heart beat steadily; mine was going a nonstop. “Could I be happier?” I asked myself with a glassy-eyed smile.
Happiness, I have heard, means nothing without sadness. “The soul would have no rainbow if the eyes had no tears,” a Native American proverb says. It’s true—here I lay, atop my Master’s bare chest, hands cuffed, body used, bruised and sore, a plug in my anus and nude except for the padlocked chastity belt that covers my pussy and keeps a butt plug in place—and I could not be happier or more free. This situation, I think to myself, is paradise compared previous sleeping arrangements I’ve endured.
Twenty-four hours ago I was hunched over in a 4×4 cage, one hardly big enough for a dog much less a human. My mouth was gagged with a ball gag. My collar was padlocked to a ring at the bottom of the cage, thus forcing my head to the ground. A strap was secured around my waist and fastened to bars on the top of the cage, thus forcing my ass in the air. Before the door was shut and locked, I felt a terrible burning sensation—a branding I figured from the smell of burning flesh—then I was used anally, plugged with the same plug that is in me now, and left to sleep. He wished me sweet dreams but little sleep and no dreams were to be had.
By morning, my lips were literally stuck to the ball gag. Master had to apply water and use his fingers to encourage my lips to separate from the rubber ball. He laughed at my dry, chapped lips; I could only cry. My knees were red, my wrists sore from the cuffs, my back ached and felt as though no amount of chiropractic therapy could help. I became accustomed to the plug and even forgot it was there. Master took a picture of my new brand and showed it to me. “SLUT,” it said, in capital letters and underlined with a long bullwhip that curled at the end. I don’t know what was more horrifying: seeing the brand and knowing it was permanent, or seeing the plug and realizing anal sex is no longer the major “obstacle” to overcome in my slavery. My innocence, it occurred to me, was gone like the space in my anal cavity; I was at that point only a toy. The brand, as silly as it may sound, was insignificant to me at the time.
Before that, I was plugged with what Master said was my tail. It was a different plug that had long, black plastic-like streamers coming from its base not dissimilar to those you might see coming from the handlebars of a Harley. I was humiliated. Master took the time to paint my entire nude body white with black spots like a Dalmation. I was told to walk on all fours, to pee like a good puppy, and to bark when I wanted back inside. “I even fixed you with a nice ring gag so you can bark louder for me,” Master said, pleased with his forethought. To my collar was fixed a chain that was connected to a pulley on an overhead clothesline. I could crawl on all fours across the entire yard in a straight line but I didn’t go more than a couple feet. I knew Master was watching and I could no longer contain myself anyhow; I squatted like a dog and peed. If it weren’t white with black-spotted eyes, Master would have seen my apple-red face. I was humiliated. I barked twice and was let inside. I was permitted to lap at some water in a bowl on the floor and eat bread that was precut into squares.
After that “dinner,” it was straight to the cage where I slept like I did last night: face down, ass up, mouth gagged, hands cuffed, ass plugged.
As bad as the dog and cage experiences were, it was nothing in comparison to the punishment I received a couple days earlier (which day that was, I don’t know—clocks, TVs, computers, calendars, anything that was a connection to the outside world was removed from my sight). Master folded my arms so that my wrists were pulled up between my shoulder blades and tied them in place. My palms were together as though I was praying but no amount of wishing or hoping would lessen what I was about to endure.
A black corset was applied to my waist. Master told me he likes the size and shape of my waist but He loves making me endure frustrating situations. He laced it as tight as he could. At times, he would put his knee in the middle of my back while lacing it to ensure it was pulled as tight as possible. End result, it was tighter than I’ve ever endured and breathing was nearly impossible. I thought I would explode.
Making things more difficult, Master put “toe boots” on my feet. I had no idea what they were but didn’t dare ask—I know I am only to talk when asked to talk. Master sat me on a chair, back upright due to the corset, breasts sticking out as a result of my oddly-secured hands. One foot at a time, I pointed my toes into the impossibly high shoes. Master said they have over a 7” heel! Like everything else, they were locked into place to prevent their removal. Master helped me to my feet, held me by my waist, and encouraged me to walk. Awkward and unstable, Master put me on the floor face down. “Ill be back,” he said disappointedly, leaving me nearly breathless, with pointed toes and little feeling in my arms.
Hours passed. I couldn’t move. I could not get up because the corset prevented flexing at the waist. I couldn’t push myself up because my hands were bound closely to my body. “Even if I could get up, how far would I get in these shoes anyhow,” I thought to myself. I submitted to the restraints and waited patiently for Master to return.
What happened next is unclear. I must have fallen asleep or passed out because the next thing I remember, I was in the garage laying face down on a narrow plank that was supported by two saw horses. My legs were opened wide and chains from the ceiling held them in place. As always, my ass was plugged. In addition, Master’s favorite toy, his inflatable dildo, was inside my pussy and pumped up hard. It felt like I was going to split in two. “One more pump for good luck,” he said, always wanting to take things to a higher level.
As bad as it was, it wasn’t the focus of my attention because Master put a long needle through my outstretched tongue and pushed the needle into the wood beneath me. Any movement at all pulled at my tongue and ached like no other pain I have ever endured. I drooled endlessly like a teething baby. Tears streamed down my face. He masterbated in front of me, climaxed on my face, and left. I was crying, drooling, in pain,
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