by You heard a soft yet authoritative voice counting backward “10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4…” and all the sudden you were someplace else. Perhaps in space; it was dark, cold empty, sinistrous, so quiet you could hear a pin drop, you were shivering, and frightened. As you regressed further in the crevices of your mind, sinking deeper into the abyss of your soul searching for the reason which you hid ever since you could remember: why do I always wanted to be a slave?
All the sudden you saw a spark of intense light. You were totally naked, crawling in a field broken glass and burning embers. The shreds of glass cut deeply into your soft and tender skin you were bleeding, the red hot embers burned your skin but you continued to crawl towards the source of light, despite you unbearable agony. Knowing that there was a reason to your hidden desire if you only can get to the light source. The voice urged you on “come to me slave, prove your worth, show me that you can take the pain and your devotion to your ONE Master, who owns your body, mind and soul! Come to me…”
A figure in the light
As you got closer and closer you saw a figure in the light, but due to the intensity it was unrecognizable and blurry. The voice continued “Come to me slave… submit to your desire, write your total unquestionable submission in your own blood! You will rise like a Phoenix, your answer will be clear, feel no more pain, trust me!”
You continued towards the light just as you were to reach it, you saw a scroll of parchment in front of you. Without hesitation quickly dipped your fingers into your bleeding cuts on your body, and wrote “this slave submit to my Lord, my Master, Owner as long as I live!” There was a huge flash, but there was no sound! You felt it in every cell and nerve ending in your body as you disintegrated into subatomic levels. Your particles drifted for a short time and you were whole again in another dimension. Perhaps in the subspace were your agony, fright and ecstasy intermingled freeing you and giving you tremendous feeling of empowerment, inner peace and joy. You heard the voice “slave rise and let me place my collar around your neck! From this second onwards you will only obey Me. My commands are your Law!”
The mysterious figure was still encircled in a mystical fog, but you felt his touch on your soft and tender glowing skin, jolting your nerve endings but it was not painful, it was desired, so wanted longed for ever since you recognized that you want to be a slave. By his touch your body went into a series of uncontrollable spasms, you were dripping wet, orgasmic wave after wave that seamed to go on, until you collapsed, totally spent, but so joyful! The voice continued “slave remember this feeling, burn it into your subconsciousness, and associate this feeling with the touch of your Lord, Master, Owner.”
The voice continued “When you awake, I want you to masturbate, pinching your clit hard that you cry out from the pain and repeat ‘My Lord, Master Owner of this slave’s body, mind and soul, will obey all your commands without any hesitation, as this slave only exits to serve you and give you pleasure, no matter how painful it may be for the rest of her life!’ when I count backwards from 10 at 1, you will wake up and you will remember your pledge and will write in your own blood when he comes to you. His name is: Laszlo! 10, 9,8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.”
Laszlo
Suddenly you awoke alone in your bed, the small dimly lit digital clock on your nigh table showed 3:45 a.m. A sudden urge to masturbate came over you. Your lips were swollen oozing your moistness. You could feel that your clit was swollen. As you rubbed your lips and touched your clit first gently then squeezed so hard that your eyes teared up as you released your pent up emotions.
You repeated this strange phrase that was in your consciousness “My Lord, Master Owner of this slave’s body, mind and soul, will obey all your commands without any hesitation, as this slave only exists to serve you and give you pleasure, no matter how painful it may be for the rest of her life!”
You got up and took a quick shower as you were drenched not just from your juices, but sweat. After the refreshing shower, you heard your computer ping that you have an email. You looked who sent it. Someone named “Laszlo” You had a good feeling about his name but wondered who is this Laszlo?
