From Kinky to Slave Chapter 11: The Day After

The night locked in the dark room seemed eternal to me. The sir left me incommunicado. Without a mobile phone. And no matter how much I called him, said or shouted, my voice was lost. I woke up several times. I got up and went to the metal bucket I had in a corner. I crouched down and peed inside. I let out a good stream of urine, trying not to spill anything outside. Once I finished, I went back to bed.

Suddenly, a noise woke me up. What time would it be? I asked myself. I tried to go back to sleep without succeeding. I thought at that moment about everything I had experienced in those almost 3 months. How my life had changed. Before turning 18, I led a disordered life. I was rebellious, I didn't listen to anyone. And when I turned 18, the sir had achieved in a few days what my parents had never achieved in 18 years: that I would obey someone, that I would worry about doing something that wasn't just smoking joints... Okay, it had cost me several beatings and punishments. I thought about all the practices I did, from the marked routines, saying good morning every morning, (I didn't even say it to my parents) Seeing myself naked was another thing, it wasn't something I liked, it made me feel uncomfortable. Whether it was in front of a friend or family member. However, after a few weeks of being with the sir, it no longer bothered me as much, at least in front of him. So much so that the sir started ordering me to be naked at home when I was alone a few days ago. It was something I was very afraid of in case I was discovered, but with the calculation of times, I managed to do it.

-This way you get used to going without clothes and it's less uncomfortable for you to be naked later.

-He was right, although the first few days, my mind played bad tricks on me. Even one afternoon, being alone, I thought I heard the door open without being able to react.

Ah, I was taken out of those thoughts by the erection I suffered. I noticed the pain of the cage that the sir had decided to leave on me permanently after seeing that I had reacted well to it. I had also lost that: control over my sexuality, the ability to masturbate when I wanted, and even the right to pee standing up, like men do. He told me to do it on all fours, sitting, or crouching like I did a while ago. Peeing sitting like sluts, or on all fours like dogs. I also got used to that and many other things that I had done. Obeying almost without complaining and memorizing. (In this, yes, I had gained a lot, since before I didn't memorize, I didn't retain anything. Maybe because I didn't have anyone to whip my ass, or punish me for real). How right the sir was when he said that I needed discipline. I turned onto my side on the mattress and tried to sleep a little more. But I still couldn't sleep. I seemed to hear a noise outside, I called out

Sir? Sir? Nothing

I knew that he would take me out when he wanted. It didn't matter what time it was or tha...