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Yes Master
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Michael was always in control of me, from the very first day we met. He asked me the first night at the club was I attached to anyone. I was honest and told him know. He wanted to know what I was into and I told him that I was basically a submissive bottom looking for a master to take control over my life, but because of my looks and my feminine ways, no one gave me a second look. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't a virgin my any means, but my sexual play was few and far apart.
I'll never forget the words Michael said to me. He said "Philip, you don't need to look anymore, I will take over total control of you if you so wish, but before you agree to anything you need to know some things. I take my lifestyle very serious. You must agree to always be honest and truthful to me. You must pledge your life to me and trust me to take care of you. I believe in harsh discipline, I will punish you when necessary, I too will pleasure you as well, but on my terms not yours. Once you agree to be with me, you can never leave, our bond will be forever so think about it long and hard before you give me and answer"
It didn't take long for me to give him my answer. I took one look at his gorgeous body and the words yes just poured right out of my mouth. He took me home to his house that night. I was very nice, exactly what I pictured him living in. It was a brand new two-story house that was just on the suburbs of town. The property was surrounded by an iron gate and he had major surveillance equipment surround the house inside and outside.
He showed me to my bedroom first. Afterwards we walked back downstairs towards two double wooden doors. The doors were about 8 feet tall and made out of oak with fancy carvings decorating the wood. "These doors lead into my basement, my sanctuary so to speak. Do not enter without my permission" he told me firmly. I said, "Yes sir!" and he opened the doors for us to walk through.
My mouth fell to the floor. The basement was huge and complete with every torture tool or pleasure equipment you could imagine. The atmosphere was cold and creepy. You could smell leather throughout the room. Chains hung from the ceiling for every imaginable scene possible. There was a locked cell in the corner of the room, a restraining chair and a Celtic cross on one side of the room. On the other side of the room was a leather swing hanging from the ceiling, a medical table complete with stirrups, and a massage table. The center of the room had complete stockades to hold your slave in humiliation. Michael could tell from my facial expression that I was amazed. "Would you like a demonstration of what you have pledged your life too Philip?" "Yes Sir!" I replied. "My life is in your hands!" "Literally!" he said back to me.
Without hesitation he took me by the hand and led me to Celtic cross at the far end of the room. Michael commanded me to strip off all my clothes. I obeyed his every command as a submissive slave should obey his master. After disrobing, he turned me around to face the Celtic cross and commanded I put my body against it. As my naked chest and body was tightly strapped into the cross, my flesh quickly became cold against the hard boards that made up the cross. My wrists and ankles were cuffed to the cross. Across the base of my back stretched a thick black leather strap and basically compressed my body completely to the cross. I was immobile; I couldn't move a muscle except for my facial muscles.
Michael was always in control of me, from the very first day we met. He asked me the first night at the club was I attached to anyone. I was honest and told him know. He wanted to know what I was into and I told him that I was basically a submissive bottom looking for a master to take control over my life, but because of my looks and my feminine ways, no one gave me a second look. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't a virgin my any means, but my sexual play was few and far apart.
I'll never forget the words Michael said to me. He said "Philip, you don't need to look anymore, I will take over total control of you if you so wish, but before you agree to anything you need to know some things. I take my lifestyle very serious. You must agree to always be honest and truthful to me. You must pledge your life to me and trust me to take care of you. I believe in harsh discipline, I will punish you when necessary, I too will pleasure you as well, but on my terms not yours. Once you agree to be with me, you can never leave, our bond will be forever so think about it long and hard before you give me and answer"
It didn't take long for me to give him my answer. I took one look at his gorgeous body and the words yes just poured right out of my mouth. He took me home to his house that night. I was very nice, exactly what I pictured him living in. It was a brand new two-story house that was just on the suburbs of town. The property was surrounded by an iron gate and he had major surveillance equipment surround the house inside and outside.
He showed me to my bedroom first. Afterwards we walked back downstairs towards two double wooden doors. The doors were about 8 feet tall and made out of oak with fancy carvings decorating the wood. "These doors lead into my basement, my sanctuary so to speak. Do not enter without my permission" he told me firmly. I said, "Yes sir!" and he opened the doors for us to walk through.
My mouth fell to the floor. The basement was huge and complete with every torture tool or pleasure equipment you could imagine. The atmosphere was cold and creepy. You could smell leather throughout the room. Chains hung from the ceiling for every imaginable scene possible. There was a locked cell in the corner of the room, a restraining chair and a Celtic cross on one side of the room. On the other side of the room was a leather swing hanging from the ceiling, a medical table complete with stirrups, and a massage table. The center of the room had complete stockades to hold your slave in humiliation. Michael could tell from my facial expression that I was amazed. "Would you like a demonstration of what you have pledged your life too Philip?" "Yes Sir!" I replied. "My life is in your hands!" "Literally!" he said back to me.
Without hesitation he took me by the hand and led me to Celtic cross at the far end of the room. Michael commanded me to strip off all my clothes. I obeyed his every command as a submissive slave should obey his master. After disrobing, he turned me around to face the Celtic cross and commanded I put my body against it. As my naked chest and body was tightly strapped into the cross, my flesh quickly became cold against the hard boards that made up the cross. My wrists and ankles were cuffed to the cross. Across the base of my back stretched a thick black leather strap and basically compressed my body completely to the cross. I was immobile; I couldn't move a muscle except for my facial muscles.
16 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 9, 2015
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January 22, 2020
Disgusting representation
This is basically a snuff novel. wouldn't recommend this book to anyone. It's a gross terrible representation of a BDSM lifestyle that is 100% inaccurate in how a healthy BDSM relationship is supposed to be.
This is basically a snuff novel. wouldn't recommend this book to anyone. It's a gross terrible representation of a BDSM lifestyle that is 100% inaccurate in how a healthy BDSM relationship is supposed to be.
August 12, 2021
I should have listened to the previous reviews
A complete and utter horrible story. This book should not be considered as having a master and a slave. It contains a psychopath and a victim.
A complete and utter horrible story. This book should not be considered as having a master and a slave. It contains a psychopath and a victim.
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