By slave Mark

This is a genuine story of my life as an owned slave. I will add further stories if anyone is interested.

I met my ex owner on a BDSM web site after chatting and exchanging messages I travelled to be his owned and controlled slave. Master had told me he wanted full control of my life I would have no privacy no rights no secrets. I would be controlled in every aspect of my life and suffer from any errors on my part.

So I packed everything up and made the 6 hour journey by coach wearing what he had instructed me to wear and following his instructions for travel, I was to sit with my hands on my knees, not allowed to read, eat or drink on the journey during comfort breaks I was to get off coach and stand to the side with hands behind back legs apart head bowed.

It was a long journey which gave me time to think of my life ahead.

Upon arrival I collected my bags and made my way to Master I knelt Infront of him and handed him my bag of personal items including passport and wallet.

Master fastened a collar and told me to follow him. Once at his car was told to strip and get in the car my hands were cuffed behind my back for the journey. Once at his house I was ordered to kneel whilst he went through my belongings what wAs kept went into a locked cupboard what was not went into the bin. Next on the agenda was head to toe shaving followed by being pissed over to rinse off. Master then locked a heavy chain and padlock then came the worst thing I’ve ever had to do which was phone my family Master told me to ring them and had to say, “I’m an owned and controlled slave and Sir wishes to talk to you.” He told them he controlled me totally and I would be allowed one 10 minutes call a month if I had earnt it if they didn’t hear them it was because I was being punished.

Master showed me into slave quarters, an army cot, wooden table and that was it. I was attached to a length of chain from my ankle to a hook in the wall and told sleep well slave tomorrow is the start of your new life.

So that was that my life was set out for me. A life full of rules and training and controlled totally.

Control Experienced From Master

My life as a fully controlled slave took some getting used to. I had no say in what happened daily when I ate, drank, used the bathroom, what I wore daily even the time I got up and went to bed was dictated by Master.

So my daily routine went like this: slave had to be up at 5am but having no way of knowing what the time was it was always a guess, slave had to make sure it was on its knees hands behind back and have its nose pressed against the wall ready for when Master unlocked the slave quarters door.

Once Master was ready he unlocked the chain on its ankle and told it to prepare breakfast once this was done master would take his seat and instruct slave to stand behind him and stare directly ahead whilst he ate, once finished slave cleared the table and kept scraps to a side when everything was completed Master would decide if I was to have his scraps for breakfast or go without if slave was lucky enough Master would usually spit on the scraps before slave got to eat it.

Once breakfast was done slave would be given a list of chores that was always inspected by Master not easy when you are chained but no excuse was allowed for every error in slave work a punishment would be marked in his book for latter.

Master would detail what slave was make for lunch and the same ritual would follow as for breakfast. The afternoon would be spent either stood in corner or knelt facing the wall Master called it reflection time slave was not allowed to make a sound or move at all again punishment would be marked up.

When Master was ready he would instruct slave what he wanted for dinner and the same ritual would be followed but slave was allowed to plate up a meal for later this would be left in the kitchen until Master had eaten and everything was cleaned away Master would check slave’s work and then add spit or piss to slave’s food.

The evening would be spent serving Master either giving personal service, boot cleaning or bathing him.

Then slave would be locked up again for the night.

slave also had to get permission to use the bathroom, if permission was denied slave had to wait 2 hours before asking again.

Master only allowed slave to use cold water for washing and showers.

Punishment

slave was constantly in one form of bondage every day always wore cuffs and collar and always strived to be a good slave but mistakes happen and when they did slave suffered. Master enjoyed seeing his slave suffer for his pleasure and this would be even more when all of slave’s mistakes would be corrected on a Sunday which was known as punishment day.

Sunday morning would start with slave kneeling in its slave quarters waiting for Master to open it up. slave would be instructed to prepare breakfast and new it would get nothing that day to eat.

Once breakfast was completed and cleared away slave would be instructed to return to slave quarters and stand in corner nose to wall hands on head elbows held back to put strain on shoulders legs shoulder width apart. slave would remain in position until Master was eventually ready this could take hours. slave could only feel the pain of holding position and think of what it might take.

Once Master was ready he would enter and dictate the list of mistakes for the week eg missed dust = 10 strokes, moving when in position =25 strokes, leaving soap suds in sink = 15 strokes and on it went until the list was completed.

Master would give the weekly tally and then collect his tools for punishment. Once Master started slave would count each stroke out loud any faultering would start the set from 1 again. Master would use various items during punishment from hand spanking, ruler, belt, flogger, cane, paddle etc. Master would break the sets up lasting a hour then leave slave for a break and resume when he was ready slave had to maintain position or face extra punishment.

Once Master had completed the set amount slave would be chained to the wall in standing position this is where it stayed till the next morning unable to sit or squat unable to rub its sore skin and Master would always say before locking the door “learn slave next week will be another week.”

Humiliation

Master used to enjoy taking slave out and enjoyed showing the world slaves position in life. There were rules slave had to follow whilst out with Master:

1. no talking to anyone except if asked a question from Master.
2. walk with pride
3. always walk behind Master unless opening doors.
4. hands behind back usually cuffed unless carrying bags.
5. Head held high to show its collar.

Master would usually attach a leash and slave would follow feeling proud to show its status for all to see. If Master went into a shop slave would hold the leash between its teeth and wait outside for Master to return. Sometimes Master would go to a cafe and again slave waited outside in view of Master. Of course people stared some asked Master questions which was always humiliating to be spoken about but slave was so proud to be the subject.

If slave was taken to gay bar then the level was stepped up and slave would have to obey no matter what eg kneeling, stood in corner, sometimes hooded and displayed.

These outings always were a welcome distraction from its day to day life.

Life of an Owned and Controlled Slave

So life was based on service and control with every aspect of slave life being controlled by Master. Lots of bondage daily and Master and slave protocol and etiquette. No two days were ever the same, the only difference was punishment day when the amount received was the only difference

slave enjoyed his service and always did his best to ease Master.

Sadly one day slave witnessed Master have a stroke and he was admitted to hospital where slave visited him daily and kept the home to standard that was expected. One day during visits the consultant came to say that Master would benefit from some time in a nursing home for rehab and extensive physiotherapy. Master was progressing well until slave received a phone call to say Master had a heart attack and was admitted to hospital where by the time slave got there he had another massive heart attack and passed away.

slave life came crashing down and took me a long time to get back to normal existence. slave Mark will always be grateful for the controlled life it has and will cherish it. slave Mark’s advice to any slave is enjoy your status and service you provide and cherish your time with your Master.

The end I hope you have enjoyed this true story.

Metal would like to thank slave Mark for sharing his story!