Jennifer and Mark had been dating for almost two years, and they felt it was time to start living together. They found a lovely apartment a bit outside of the center of town and wasted no time decorating it to their liking. As they sat on their plush new couch, cuddled up and sipping on red wine, Jennifer couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. She looked over at Mark and smiled, feeling grateful to have found someone so kind and loving. Mark reached over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and leaned in to kiss her.

As their lips met, Jennifer could feel Mark’s hands roaming over her body, heating her up from the inside out. She responded with fervor, pressing her body closer into his and deepening the kiss. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her onto his lap as he groaned into her mouth. Jennifer couldn’t believe how much she wanted him. The sexual tension between them was undeniable. She pushed herself closer to him, growing more and more aroused.

He moved his hands to her waist, pushing away her shirt and burying his face in her neck as he trailed kisses down her chest. Jennifer felt her legs weakening and her breathing growing shallow. She longed for him to take her right there. Mark must have sensed her desire because without saying a word he hoisted her up and carried her to the bedroom. Their shared need for one another only grew as they explored each other’s body.

Afterwards, as they lay in bed talking, Mark asked her “I have always wondered, you seem to go so far away when we make love. What are your fantasies?” Jennifer blushed all the way to her breasts “umm…I fantasize about being a slave sometimes, or maybe you, uh, tying me up” she stammered out the words, embarrassed. There was a pause as Mark processed her confession. Jennifer held her breath, waiting for his reaction. She expected him to be shocked or appalled, but instead she felt his lips press against her forehead. He pulled her into a hug and whispered “I think I’d like that too”.

Jennifer was surprised at how comfortable he was with her fantasy and it was in that moment that she realized Mark was the one for her. She was so excited at the idea of maybe finally being able to live her dream of being a slave, she could hardly sleep that night, though Mark didn’t say much more about that. Except that, before he left for work, he asked her “are you still sure about that fantasy you told me about yesterday?” He didn’t mention the ‘being a slave’ part. He waited for her answer while she stammered.

“Yes…yes, I think I am,” she said, hesitantly. “Okay, I just want you to be sure” he said, planting a lingering kiss on her lips. Jennifer nodded, knowing that she would never feel more sure about anything in her life. She was excited all day while working from home on her computer, doing her job as a graphic designer. She was so eager to tell Mark about her decision, and she couldn’t wait to see how he would react.

When Mark got home from work that night, she was there, standing in the living room with her arms crossed and a nervous smile on her face. As soon as he saw her he knew what she wanted. He walked over to her, pulled her close to him, and kissed her passionately. “So you’re sure about this, huh?” He asked. Jennifer could only nod in response. With a mischievous smile, Mark said, “I’m so proud of you for being so brave. Let’s make this fantasy come true.”

Jennifer was filled with a mixture of excitement and fear as Mark began to take her into his arms and lead her into the bedroom. He kept up his steady pace as he gently undressed her, his hands moving over her body as if he was worshipping her. When she was completely naked he brought up a black plastic bag with him. He looked at her, and said, almost in a stern way “Now this is the last time you will be able to say no, do you understand? If you really want to be a slave you probably already know that slaves are not allowed to deny their Master’s wishes”.

Jennifer nodded, feeling her heart beating fast, and the butterflies in her stomach. She was so scared and excited, and at the same time she was absolutely sure about her decision. Mark nodded in approval, and she felt a wave of relief wash over her, knowing his approval made her feel more secure in her choice. Mark opened the bag and took out a pair of handcuffs, as well as some small rings, locks and a black collar. She felt a jolt of energy course through her body as he looked into her eyes and said, “This is what it means to become a slave  – to be willing to give up all freedoms for the benefit of your Master. Are you ready for this?”

Jennifer could only nod, unable to speak. Mark smiled and told her to kneel down in front of him. He handed her the cuffs, and kept his gaze on her as she locked them around her wrists. He then helped her put on the collar and locks, and she felt a strange kind of liberation wash over her as she realized she now belonged to him. Mark then said, “you will now obey my every command without hesitation, and you will refer to me as ‘Master’. Do you understand?” Jennifer could only nod, feeling both empowered and humbled by her newfound submissiveness.

Mark enjoyed the look of devotion in Jennifer’s eyes, and said in a soft, gentle voice, “Now show me your loyalty by following my instructions.” Jennifer smiled, feeling a deep sense of fulfillment. As she stood up, relieved to have completed her transformation, she knew that she had found her true purpose in life.

First, Mark told Jennifer to kneel down again in front of him, and she obeyed without hesitation. He then proceeded to tell her what her duties were: next to her work as a graphic designer, she was to clean and prepare his home, cook his meals, help him with his paperwork, and serve him in any way he wanted. As he described all that had to be done, Jennifer’s head was spinning. She was glad he told her her work would come before his orders, but after her work anything he wanted should be obeyed immediately.

Mark then said, “Your new service as my slave is to be considered a privilege, not a burden. You have nothing to worry about as long as you follow orders, and I am sure that you will learn quickly. Do you understand and accept these terms?” Jennifer nodded, feeling by now completely devoted and willing to serve Mark in any way he asked. She said, “Yes, Master. I accept my new role as your slave, and I will do my best to obey and please you in any way I can.”

Mark smiled and kissed Jennifer lovingly on the forehead. He could already tell her loyalty and devotion to him was unwavering. He then told her to stand up and embraced her, reassuring her that everything was going to work out for the best. Jennifer smiled, feeling happy and safe in her new role. She knew that Mark would always be there to protect and guide her, and she was ready for the next step. Because Mark was planning to set this in motion immediately.

He told her to start cooking the evening meal, but she was not allowed any clothes. It was hard to cook without clothes, no protection from splatters or hot steam or sharp knives. But Jennifer accepted this as part of her new life and found it strangely exciting. When it came time to eat the food, Mark told Jennifer to put her plate next to his on the table and to kneel on the floor next to him. Jennifer felt embarrassed and a bit scared that she was not allowed to sit at the same table as Mark, but she obeyed and felt a strange sense of pleasure in being able to serve him this way.

He fed her her dinner from his fingers, only allowing her to touch the food with her lips and mouth. As they ate, Jennifer confessed to Mark that she had fantasized about being a slave for many years, and she felt grateful he was offering her this chance to fulfill her fantasies. Mark smiled, happy to know that this arrangement was a dream for Jennifer, as it was for him. He promised her that he would take very good care of her, but also reminded her that sometimes there would be orders she would not enjoy. After all that’s what it’s like to be a slave, he said. Otherwise you’d be a bottom.

Jennifer nodded and accepted that she now had to put Mark’s wishes and commands before her own needs. He rewarded her with a hug and a kiss and then told her to go upstairs and place herself at the edge of the bed, on all fours, and to wait patiently. Jennifer waited until Mark entered the room started looking at and touching her body. He took his time with her, exploring her body with his hands and reminding her of why she was chosen as his slave.

Then he moved her in various positions, kneeling with legs open, with legs closed, on all fours with back arched or straight, crawling, bowing, etc. Finally, he told her that the punishment for misbehaving would be physical pain, and he told her with a look of both intensity and love. Jennifer stayed still and accepted whatever punishment he had in store for her, knowing it would all work out for the best in the end.

Mark had her put herself on all fours again at the edge of the bed. He rubbed between her legs, his long fingers testing her pussy. He chuckled “goodness, you’re sopping down there.” Jennifer blushed and looked down in embarrassment. Mark then took out a flogger and lightly hit her ass with it. This unexpected sensation everywhere on her skin made her body quiver with pleasure even though it had started as something she was scared of. Mark continued to hit her body, varying in intensity and Jennifer found herself becoming more and more aroused. She pushed her body harder against the flogger, reveling in the sensations it offered.

Finally, Mark stopped, his hands lightly massaging her skin. He told her she had been a good slave, and she felt a warmth of love and comfort radiating through her. Then he had her spread her legs really wide. He opened his zipper standing on the carpet at the edge of the bed and took out his cock.

Jennifer felt a sudden warmth between her legs and she knew Mark was going to fuck her. She felt his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy and moaned in pleasure. Mark kept going faster and deeper and before long, she was screaming with pleasure, her orgasm bringing her to a whole new level of bliss. This was deeper than anything else she had ever known.

Mark smiled at the satisfaction in her expression and then he showed her the true depth of his love as he slowly and gently made love to her, taking his time and making sure she enjoyed every second. They both fell asleep in each other’s arms afterwards, their connection strong and pure.

Jennifer awoke the next morning rested and with a sense of freedom she had never known before. As she lay there in her lover’s arms, she knew that she had found her true place as his willing submissive and she was finally free to explore the depths of her desires. But as Mark had warned her, being a slave was not always easy. That morning as it was time for breakfast, Mark reminded her that she would need to kneel at his feet and serve him as she was now his own. Jennifer hesitated for a moment before getting up and moving to kneel beside the bed.

Mark moved to sit on the edge of the bed, rubbing sleep out of his eyes “Now it’s time for you to serve me again, slave”, he started taking his cock out of his pajama pants “use your tongue and mouth on me”. Jennifer felt a sudden wave of pleasure wash over her when Mark commanded her. She leaned forward eagerly and took his cock into her mouth, suckling and swirling her tongue around it. Mark grunted in pleasure and ran his hands through her hair, controlling the movement of her head. He took long locks of hair in his fingers, making sure she kept down on his cock. It was hard to take him in so deep, she had never done it that deep before and soon she was gagging as he kept pressing her head down on his shaft, but she kept going, enduring the difficulties because of the trust she had in her Master. At some point he told her “swallow slave, swallow my cock head, it will make it easier on you. ” he groaned.

He kept pressing her head down so she really had no choice but to swallow it deep in her throat. Jennifer’s obedient and willing submission had a strong effect on Mark, he moaned his pleasure as he felt her swallow around his shaft. Soon his shaft started pulsing and she could feel his orgasm nearing in a hurry. She swallowed harder, desperately trying to make him cum as he commanded her. His orgasm was sudden and powerful, and Jennifer could feel every hot drop of his semen gushing in her throat. He grunted and moaned in pleasure, and Jennifer felt a little thrill knowing that she had pleased him. After he finished inside her mouth, Mark commanded her to release his shaft. She did so and looked up, her eyes full of admiration and respect. He looked at her tenderly and said with a gentle voice “well done, my slave, you have pleased me”. Jennifer felt her heart swell with pleasure and satisfaction – she had passed her first test as a slave, and it felt amazing.

While she was fed breakfast kneeling next to her Master, Mark told her she was to stay nude while doing her work from home, except when she had a meeting, then she could wear a blouse he put on a peg on the wall in the room. He told her he had left a surprise in the work room and warned her it should stay where it was. When he left for work, she went into her work room to find a welcome mat on her chair, with very high and stiff bristles. She was naked as he had required her to be, and when she looked at the mat and knew she was not allowed to move it, Jennifer’s heart raced. She knew her Master wanted her to sit on it, to think about her place as his obedient slave. She sat, feeling the bristles on her skin and thinking about how she had given up her freedom to become Master Mark’s lowly slave. The feelings of submission mixed with pleasure and arousal made her moan softly, and she wished her Master was there to witness her submission.

For the rest of the day, Jennifer felt Master Mark’s presence in the room as she worked. She revelled in her newfound role as a slave, and felt proud that she was pleasing her master. She knew that Mark would be proud of her too, and that made her even more determined to make sure that she was the best slave she could be.

Jennifer knew that in order to please her Master, she would have to accept any harsh punishment he had in store for her. She promised herself that she would do whatever it took to make Mark proud. She knew that if she could make it through the worst, she would have become the perfect slave that Mark desired. So, one day when she was washing the dishes and broke one by dropping it, she suddenly became very nervous when Mark frowned at her. “You will be punished for this, Jennifer,” he said sternly. She nodded and bowed her head, understanding that any punishment she received would be deserved. She swallowed hard, knowing that whatever punishment Mark had in store for her, she would take it gladly in order to make him proud.

He ordered her to kneel on the couch and bend over the back of it. When Jennifer positioned herself like he wanted to, she could feel how very exposed she was. She knew that Master Mark could see her completely, and that he could do whatever he wished with her. She waited in anticipation and worry, her heart racing as her Master approached, and soon, the lash of his belt on her bare back and buttocks was ringing through the room. She took each stroke with a quiet moan, and with her growing pleasure and arousal.

Jennifer felt her body heat up with each lash, and at the same time she felt a deep sense of satisfaction in knowing she was making her Master proud. After the punishment was over, she stayed in her position for a moment and breathed deeply, her body pulsing with pain and pleasure. Mark looked at her quietly “is that what you wanted?” he asks quietly “as a slave, that will be part of your new life”. Jennifer nodded, understanding her place and nodding her head in agreement. She understood that this punishment was meant to teach her a lesson, and to make her a better slave.

Mark then stood and motioned for her to stand. He put his hand to her cheek gently, and looked into her eyes. “You are my slave, Jennifer. You have made me proud today and I know you will continue to be the best slave you can be”. Jennifer smiled, feeling a newfound respect for her Master. Through her punishment, she had learned and earned a newfound appreciation for the bond they had, and for the trust her Master had in her. She was now more dedicated to living a life of obedience and of pleasing her Master. From now on, she worked hard at being his faithful and devoted slave.