{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"2246321f-8436-44ce-8157-0f68e1f17d4e","seriesId":"f253657e-3fe9-4c80-bb95-ec274f4f21c3","seriesName":"Trapped, Trained and Twisted","currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2021-11-12T00:54:30.748Z","title":"Trapped, Trained And Twisted Pt. 05","slug":"trapped-trained-and-twisted-pt-05","shortId":"b5Z7M75i","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Novella","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"Slave girl signs contract making her what she thinks is a legally owned slave for life. She gets her tender little parts pierced and has anal sex with her Master for the first time.","partCount":2,"parts":[{"partId":"3d6baef2-0bf3-4256-9355-4371f56dd8f1","title":null,"summary":"Chapter Nine: The Contract and Adornments.The relief that I felt from finally having an orgasm was s","wordCount":3759,"readTime":19,"number":1,"state":"Published"},{"partId":"2289e07d-f875-42fb-ab41-b8647766994e","title":null,"summary":"Another couple baths had passed and Master was keeping me plugged almost all the time now. My routin","wordCount":3699,"readTime":19,"number":2,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

Chapter Nine: The Contract and Adornments.

The relief that I felt from finally having an orgasm was short-lived as it wasn't long before the regular masturbation and edging sessions had brought me back into a pink cloud of desperate arousal. Even as Master allowed me to experience more and more climaxes, it was never enough to fully satisfy the constant craving and desperate need that my willowy body cried out for.

It didn't take long for me to figure out that the only time he allowed me to cum was when he was enjoying the flavors of my love tunnel with his mouth. It was clear that during oral sex he wanted to pleasure me and see my little body overwhelmed with desire, but other times when he stuck his cock in my whore hole it was more that he was simply using me as an object, like a flesh-light, without any concern or care for my own gratification.

A new rule had been introduced since that first time in which Master pleasured my sex. \"The Cunt will taste itself whenever it masturbates.\" My tongue was still coated with the flavors of my cock socket from the edging session that I just completed moments before and the juices still dripped off my labium in long clear streams forming a puddle on the cold cement floor as I knelt obediently with my thighs spread wide and my hands squeezing both of my udders hard. Images of leashed lesbians and punished pussies danced in my head as I patiently awaited the return of my Master.

When he finally did arrive it was with a neat stack of paper about which he seemed quite excited. \"What I have in my hands is a binding legal contract that will make you my property until I choose to sell or release you.\"

He held it in front of my face and my eyes tried to focus on the words but my head was spinning after the first sentence which read \"This contract is between Arnold Pierce, hereinafter referred to as \"Master\" and Kristin Kailey, hereinafter referred to as \"the Cunt.\" I saw large print subject headings that included \"Grooming and Appearance,\" \"Manner of Speech,\" \"Piercings and Markings\" and \"General Usage.\" It even made it clear that Master had full ownership of my mind and body and could do anything he wanted with me including renting me out or selling me altogether. It seemed to be a vastly expanded version of the rules that I had stared at for months on the whiteboard and for the first time, I learned my Master's name.

He turned to the last page which had my name neatly printed along with the date and a space for my signature. \"Put out your right hand,\" he commanded. I acquiesced without hesitation and he placed a black pen in my open palm. \"You sign your name on the line.\" I obeyed and he reclaimed the pen with a satisfied look on his face.

If I had been an attorney or able to think straight, perhaps I would have known that such a contract couldn't possibly be enforceable in a court of law, but that simply wasn't the case. As far as I was concerned, I had just signed my life away to my Master. He now owned me completely and he was legally permitted to do all of the things that the contract stipulated. There could be no doubt now; I was his possession entirely.

He pulled out some more papers, this time a certificate with a barcode on it. It read \"Slave ownership and registration certificate for 995-325-086. This is to certify that the registrant with number 995-325-086 currently known as Kristin Kailey and from this day forth known as the Cunt, is an owned slave and that the registrant's owner is declared to be Arnold Pierce.\" There were other words on the page along with the date I was first taken by my Master as the start date of his ownership and the current date. I couldn't believe that nearly four months had passed since I first entered Master's service. At the bottom was a barcode with my number along with a symbol for the service that issued the certificate. It looked official, so it must have been real. Between the contract and the registration there could be no doubt that I was merely a piece of owned property.

\"Isn't it wonderful my little toy?\" He said with a big grin. Now you're officially and legally mine. It felt good to be wanted, to be owned and to be his. If my existence was defined by his pleasure then the level of happiness that he was feeling at this moment surely made me happy as well.

Finally the last piece of paper he showed me was a change of name form to be filed with the court. It was already filled in to change my legal name from Kristin Kailey to the Cunt. Upon signing that document, I was convinced that as far as the outside world was concerned, my actual was now the Cunt. It didn't matter if he never actually tried to lodge the instrument; my mind had already accepted the change as truth.

I quickly returned my signing hand to my right tit as my Master carefully placed the documents in a neat stack to the side. The rest of the day was a blur that resembled my usual routines. Master permitted me an orgasm as he took pleasure in the flavor of my pussy lube and then used my slick whore hole for his own gratification. I recited my rules and mantras, a task that had become simple given how embedded every word had become in my brain. I enjoyed licking my food bowl clean for my Master's entertainment and I even found myself reveling in the act of peeing in front of him as it gave me a chance to further display my obedience and earn his praise. And so time went on, the fact that I was now legally his property had not changed my life in the slightest.

Two baths and several meals later I was sitting on the floor with my left hand squeezing my udder so hard I thought I would pull it off my chest while my other hand was between my legs, my slick finger was rubbing and circling the swollen clit that almost constantly felt engorged with my desire. The video that played before my eyes was one I had seen a hundred times and I had almost memorized every detail of it. The way the slave girl shifted her hips as her Master filled her anus with a huge plug, how her udders jiggled with every step as she kept up with him on a leash and the way her nipple and pussy rings gleamed in the light. She was a vision of beauty and obedience, a role model that I was meant to emulate.

I quickly reached the edge of orgasm and my masturbating hand flew up to my right udder, squeezing it hard as I tried to calm my body. I heard Master's footsteps descending the stairs, but the video was still playing so I had to continue my masturbation in accordance with the rules. As such, when he entered the room, he caught the sight of me with my legs spread wide, hands compressing my tits and my girl juice dripping copiously from my fuck tunnel. He loomed over me, staring down at my little exposed body, dominating the space between us.

\"Are you having fun playing with yourself my little fuckdoll?\"

I nodded quickly as my tits began to turn purple from being crushed with such intensity by my little hands. \"Yes Master, the Cunt loves to play with the pussy that its Master owns. Thank you for allowing the Cunt to masturbate Master,\" I said as my head swam in a thick fog of arousal.

He put the box and cup of ice that he was carrying on the table in front of the whiteboard and shut off the television. \"I give you permission to thank me properly. Assume the thank you position.\"

\"Yes Master,\" I uttered as I released the poor tortured orbs on my chest and quickly moved on to all fours, lowering my head down and raising my ass while arching my back. I pressed my full pouty lips to the surface of the brown leather loafers he was wearing and eagerly kissed them before extending my pink tongue and licking in earnest. Lapping up in broad strokes until the entirety of his shoes were coated in my saliva.

He gave my exposed ass a hard slap and said \"that'll do cunt, that'll do. Kneel position.\"

I heard his command and slid my willowy frame up on my knees, cupping my udders in offering to the man who owned them.

He took the box and ice filled cup, sat down in front of me and stared at my petite body as if he was evaluating me. \"You are a beautiful toy, you know that right?\"

\"Yes Master, the Cunt thanks its Master for the compliment.\"

\"But as attractive as your body is, it could be more beautiful. I want you to wear some jewelry for me. It would please me very much to see you decorated. You do want to please me, don't you?\"

\"More than anything Master. Please decorate the Cunt's body as its Master sees fit.\" I wasn't even thinking about what he might have meant or wanted. It didn't matter. He owned me and had the right to do anything he wanted to me.

A smile crept over his thin lips as he opened the box, revealing a number of shiny items among other things. \"First we'll start with those cute little nipples of yours.\" He pulled out an alcohol wipe and rubbed it generously over each of my pink nipples until they were sterilized and standing at attention. Then he took an ice cube from the cup and slowly worked it over my sensitive flesh until a light numbness set in. Finally he took a needle and a cork out of the box, lined the needle up with one side of my left nipple and pushed hard, the cork catching the sharp implement as it emerged from the other side. Despite the numbing effect of the ice, I felt a sharp sting that caused me to tense my muscles as I bared the pain, but I kept from making a sound during the process. A thin trickle of blood dribbled down my udder, across my flat tummy to my belly button where the droplets combined to form a bright red pool.

Master pulled a large heavy gauge silver ring from the box and forced it through the fresh hole, locking it closed with a click. I could feel the weight of it pulling my poor tortured nipple down as it dangled from the little nub of pink tissue that it decorated. He repeated the same process with my right nipple and I gritted my teeth as I felt the sting of the needle perforate my flesh, closing my eyes until the weight and ornamentation of both nipples was equal. He wiped up the blood, carefully giving my tender nipples a gentle swab with alcohol that sent a throbbing ache through my body. Finally he sat back to admire his handiwork, lightly flicking the dangling metal finery.

\"Very nice indeed; now don't those udders of yours look much better now?\"

I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, admiring the thick metal loops that hung from my pink buds and glimmered in the light. \"Yes Master, thank you for decorating the tits on the Cunt's chest Master.\"

\"The fun has just begun, my toy,\" he said cheerily as he wiped the blood off of the needle with some alcohol. \"Display pose!\"

I quickly moved on to my back, grabbing my delicate ankles and pulling them up to my head while spreading them wide and lifting my rear off the floor. In the beginning I felt embarrassed to have my body so exposed and on display, but rule number three, the Cunt will always display its body without modesty, was ingrained in my being. I was now at a point in which knowing that Master could see every little inch of me was exciting. I felt tingles and arousal as he gazed upon the glistening pink flesh between my thighs.

He gripped my left inner labia and stretched it before cleaning it carefully with an alcohol wipe. I steeled myself for what I imagined would be excruciating pain and indeed I felt a sharp sting as the needle punctured my sensitive pink flesh, but the level of discomfort I was expecting never materialized. Instead I was left with a slight throbbing as he moved to pierce my left labia two more times. My Master repeated the procedure with my right labia, stretching and disinfecting it before punching through the tender tissue three times and pushing a heavy silver ring through each hole after it was created.

He dabbed his finger into my moist little hole, gathering my slick juices on the tip and moved up to my clit, rubbing and circling until it easily became swollen with desire. I licked my lips with my pink tongue, forgetting about the slight ache in my labium and nipples, the pleasure of my trim body offsetting the pain. As I neared the edge of orgasm, he backed off and smiled. \"I wanted to put a ring through your clit itself, but I'm told that unless someone of particular skill does it, the risk of damaging it is too high, and I certainly have no desire to damage my property.\"

I nodded gratefully. My clit was the center of my world these days and the last thing I wanted was to lose the source of my physical pleasure. I felt him grasp the little fleshy hood that protected my clit when it wasn't engorged and stretch it with two fingers as he swabbed it with an alcohol wipe. \"So instead I'm only going to put a ring in the hood for right now.\" As his words trailed off I felt a sharp sting in my clitoral hood and watched as he pulled out another heavy gauge silver ring to loop into my pink flesh. \"All done for now. That wasn't so bad, was it my toy?\"

\"No Master, that wasn't too bad Master. Thank you for decorating the Cunt Master.\"

He took out a small mirror and held it up in front of my pussy so I could see what he had done to it. \"You look far more beautiful this way,\" he stated while his thick fingers playfully flicked the ring that adorned my clit hood. As the throbbing from my sensitive tissue began to subside, the tingles in my tummy and between my legs took control of my toned little body; for I knew that my Master was right. I was far more beautiful this way.

Chapter Ten: Anal Attentions

Master took great care to wipe my piercings with alcohol every time he delivered food to me. \"I don't want my toy getting infected\" he would say to each time he ordered me to assume the display position before giving my nipples, labium and clit hood a good disinfecting. For the time being he was being particularly gentle with my nipples and pussy, though it was clear that such consideration would surely end as soon as the piercings were healed.

After several more meals and a few baths Master arrived and ordered me into eat position. Ordinary I would have thought it meant that it was time for a feeding, but he didn't have my dog bowl and my tummy was still full from the last meal. Instead he was carrying a plain brown paper bag and as I bent forward, raising my ass and pressing my udders down until the heavy silver rings in my nipples touched the rug; he smiled at me and said \"I have a special treat for you today. My toy is getting a toy!\"

As he finished his sentence, he pulled out a large metal anal plug with a long thin neck and a pink jeweled cap along with a small tube of lubricant. \"Can you guess where we're going to put this?\" He asked.

I wasn't a complete prude. I knew what an anal plug looked like and that thing looked like a monster. \"Master is going to put it in the Cunt's ass?\"

\"That's right. It's time we started using all your holes. That is why you exist after all; it's why you were born. You are only a set of holes to be used aren't you?\"

\"Yes Master, the Cunt is just a set of holes to be used. \"

\"Have you ever had anything in your ass before?\"

\"No Master, the Cunt has never had anything in its ass before,\" I replied as my legs began to shake nervously at the prospect of what was to come.

\"That's hard to believe,\" he said as he squeezed a glob of lube onto the metal and began spreading it around on the smooth surface of the plug. \"I would have thought a slutty little whore like you would have been taking it up the ass from every boyfriend and one night stand you came into contact with. Are you saying I'm wrong?\"

\"Master is always right. The Cunt would never imply that Master could ever be anything other than perfect,\" I responded quickly, my heart beating loudly as I scrambled to find an answer that wouldn't contradict Master but would also not be untruthful. The nerves of having a large metal intruder shoved up my rectum had been replaced by the fear of angering my Master.

He walked around behind me and knelt down. \"Raise your ass more! Pop your hips up. I want to see that ass point to the ceiling.\" I shifted my body in the hopes of pleasing him, moving my rear to point as high as I possibly could muster. My tummy jumped a bit as I felt his touch around my puckered hole. It was cool and slick as he rubbed lube around the entrance to my rectum, pushing his finger in to spread the goo inside me as well. Then he pumped his finger in and out several times before introducing a second finger. In and out, spreading and stretching my tight back hole. \"You have an incredibly tight asshole,\" he observed as he continued to pump his fat digits inside me. \"Maybe you haven't been taking it up the ass after all.\"

Once he was satisfied that my anus had stretched enough to accommodate the plug, he removed his fingers and pressed the head of the shiny metal invader against my little hole and began to push and work it inside me. I steeled myself as I felt it stretch and enter me. Master reached around and started to rub my tummy in gentle circles. \"Be calm,\" he said reassuringly. \"Don't fight it, relax your anus completely. Just let it in.\"

I stopped clenching and fighting and listened to my Master's voice as I tried to relax my anal muscles fully. I let him push the plug inside me, deeper and deeper it went until I heard him say \"there you go, it's all in now. Look at how well you did!\"

I felt a tingle of pride that my Master was pleased with me and his praise made my humiliation more bearable. I could feel the metal intruder inside me, stretching my rectum, making me feel as if I had to defecate but I knew that to be an illusion caused by the occupier that filled my anus. It was a constant discomfort and I found that when I clenched my rear, I could feel the plug within me all the more.

Master stopped rubbing my tummy and said \"kneel position.\"

I maneuvered on to my knees, spreading my thighs and cupping my udders. The plug shifted inside me as I moved, constantly reminding me of its presence inside my body. \"Don't worry about the plug coming out on its own. It's big enough that the only time that plug can come out of you is when I remove it myself. Is that understood?\"

I nodded \"Yes Master, only Master can remove the plug from the Cunt's ass.\" I was actually a little relieved to know that it wasn't going to slip out by accident because the last thing I wanted was to anger my Master inadvertently.

\"I was thinking that there may be times that you want to say something or get my attention but you feel like you can't because your first rule states that the Cunt may only speak when spoken to. Is that true?\"

\"Yes Master. There are times the Cunt would like permission to speak but doesn't know how to get Master's attention to do so.\"

\"I thought that might be the case. As such, I have come up with a solution for you.\" He pulled out two shining silver bells that rang out loudly as he shook them in his hands. \"Present your udders,\" he commanded.

I lifted my tits even more, pushing them together as I arched my back to thrust them out further. He carefully hooked a bell on the ring embedded in my left nipple before doing the same to my right. \"Now whenever you want to get my attention, all you have to do is shake your udders. Go ahead and try it.\"

I took my hands off my tits and twisted my little body back and forth causing the bells to swing; the ringing echoing throughout the room as I did. \"You're only allowed this privilege if you use it responsibly. If I hear you constantly ringing those bells I'll have no choice but to take them away and punish you. Is that understood?\"

\"Yes Master, the Cunt will only jiggle its tits when it has something really important to bring to Master's attention,\" I replied as my hands once more cupped my udders, my fingers grazing against the metal of the shiny silver bells as I did.

Although I was grateful that I now had a way to initiate communication with my Master, it turned out that I didn't need to. I had become so used to blindly accepting his commands without thought, that there was truly nothing more that I had to add. Now whenever I moved I not only had the rattling of the chain that was always locked to my collar to keep me company but the ringing of the bells from my nipples as well.

","authorName":"Kristin Kailey","authorUserId":"975b9171-411c-4c37-9af7-7ce5456a5289","rating":4.8,"ratingCount":12,"reviewCount":0,"quoteCount":0,"storyCodes":["Extreme","Heavy","Moderate","Real Life","Bondage","Domination","Exhibitionism","Humiliation","Leather","Masochism","Mind Control","Modification","Pain","Sadism","Sex Toys","Submission","Non-Consensual","Reluctant"],"language":"English","readTime":37,"recommendations":[]}}},"actionData":null,"errors":null}