The Slave Market

A Story by Goddess Mesmerisa

THE SISSY

The Mistress needed a personal slave. She had some good recommendations about the new slave market. She didn’t look for something cheap. She deserved just the best.

The dealer met her with αν oily smile.

- Here you are, Mrs. M. The newest livestock, you will like it.

The men at the three cages were kneeled with eyes-down to the floor. Nobody raised his head.

- Well-trained, Mrs. M. Hey you! – the dealer called the first one.- Get up! The mistress wants to exam you closely.

The slave stood upright slowly.

- Now open your mouth to see your teeth.

- So racial animals – said the mistress with satisfaction. Do they carry on the whip?

- You can beat them as much time as you wish, Mrs M- the dealer replied. They will be honored to be beaten from you.

The mistress approached the first cage. The men there, were kneeled humbly again. There was a label with the price at their necks.

-  May be … She hesitated for some moments.

- Mistress, believe me, you will not regret it! The dealer said. You will see, my livestock is the best.  Try it before you decide. Spend 3 days with each one of them. You deserve the very best indeed.

- Well then, she said firmly. You! Come with me.

She liked it. It was so exciting to lead home this new toy, tied by rope. The slave humbly followed her, still with his eyes to the ground. The mistress looked at his body slowly. His moves and gestures were somehow feminine. She also saw his pink panties. 

They were already at home.

- Well, slave, what can you do? she asked him.

- Mistress, I am she.

- A girl?!

- A sissy. I have always wanted to be a woman, Mistress.

She laughed. Sissy was dressed in her most bright fur clothes. She was a cute fluffy doll, proudly wearing her chastity belt.

- You are so funny, sissy.

- No, Mistress, I am nothing else but fur slut. I don’t deserve you to be nice with me. I beg you, humiliate me, expose me, don’t be nice with me.

Mistress M. looked at sissy thoughtfully.

- You will be my maid.

Sissy yawned with boredom:

- Mistress, please, I beg you. Humiliate me, expose me to the world. And hurt me!

- If you stay with me, you will be my cash bitch for online games, sissy.

- Ah, Mistress...

When mistress M. woke up the second day, all the house was in chaos. Unwashed plates, untided rooms, furs and make up everywhere…

- WTF? – the voice of the mistress was loud and angry.

- Sissy! Come here, little bitch!

The girly giggle from the other room was confusing.

- I said: come here, bitch!

When no answer came back, mistress M. went to see what`s up. The little slut made sex with two men and the mistress`s own dog.

Their passionate screams made her mad. The mistress came closer and kicked the sissy`s body. Then stuck her heel at the sissy`s cock. Sissy screamed from pain and pleasure. And again…and again…

- You want to be fucked, am I right, sissy? – the mistress`s whisper was evil.- I will fuck you too.

Mistress M.took her strapon.

- Lick it, slut!

Sissy took the big black strapon in his mouth…and he felt it hard in his ass.

When everything finished, the sissy was bleeding.

- These rags are everything you deserve. The mistress looked at the slave with disgust.

- You wanted to be a fur slut…and nothing else but fur slut. Used by all, owned by nobody.

Sissy was turned back to the cage.

- This slave is not worthy of his price, the mistress said to the dealer.

- Give it away for free. I want the next one.

THE PUPPY

The second slave was taken off the cage for his 3 days.

- May be you will like this one Mrs M, the dealer said hopefully. But just in case let me remind him his place and how to behave.

The dealer took the whip.

- On your knees, dog! ordered meanly.

The slave kneeled. The pain from the hits and the humiliation was equal. The mistress looked at this with a smile. When the lesson was over, the dealer asked:

- So, dog, what will you say now?

- Thank you, Master.

-          Yes, may be this one… Go dog, she ordered. Then took the leash and kicked him.

The slave walked on all four while going to her home. As all the dogs do.

- New pet? The people asked mistress M.

A part of him wanted this walking to last as much as possible. He felt scared by the unknown. What will happen when they are alone?   

- Your place is at the floor dog, the mistress ordered. You will eat from this bowl only.

- Woof.

- You are not allowed to use human speech from now on.

- Woof.

- You will sleep at the floor near my bed.

- Woof! Woof! Woof! The dog happily jumped around. Her bed! Close to Her! Such a big honour to keep Her dreams safe!

- Good dog, the mistress said.

When she took his collar off, the dog gratefully licked her hand. Then rubbed his face to Her feet with adoration and sat there quietly.

The slave learned so quickly. Such a smart dog!

- Bring me the coffee and the newspaper.

The dog did it.

- Show the guests this new fancy trick.

The dog showed it.

- You are a poodle, you are a cute poodle, you are a fluffy toy, you are a female dog.

The dog growled. He was a racial male dog.

- I haven’t heard your reply, dog? The mistress looked at him and kicked him hard.

The dog screamed and writhed at the floor silently.

  When mistress M. opened her eyes, next morning, the dog had disappeared. Would she wait him? Sometimes lost animals find their way back to home.

She had only his leash now…

- Wannabe slaves, the mistress said. And decided to forget about this story too.

THE MASKED ONE

Mistress M. sat down and relaxed. She heard the bell ringing. When she opened the door, she tripped on somebody. This somebody was patiently sitting at the small rug and waiting to be noticed.

- WTF? the Mistress cursed. Just another drunken loser has confused his home with mine. Go away!

- Good evening, Lady M. a gentle voice greeted her.

- And knows my name -she was surprised. - Anyway, go away!

- I  am asking your permission to stay.

- No way! Who are you?   

- My name is Evie, mistress, and I am here to spend 3 days with you, if you let me. Please, I beg you, don't send me back.

Mistress M. looked at the creature, kneeling in front of her.

- Why not. Her decision was fast. -But why you wear this black mask, Evie?

- Mistress, this mask is part of my punishment. I never take it off. I am not worthy to show my face to the world. I beg you, let me stay with it until you decide if you accept me.

Mistress M.felt strangely. May be curiousity, may be something else…

- I can be your online secretary, mistress. I can do all the administrative work you order me to.

- A slave with computer skills, mistress M. laughed.

- My previous master had them, humbly replied Evie.   

She was amazingly capable. The mistress looked at her impressed.

- Can I do anything else for you, mistress?

- Housework?

- Yes, mistress.

When Evie did this task as well, she sat humbly at Mistress M`s feet, waiting for new orders.

- Good girl, the mistress said.- You deserve a reward.

- Thank you, mistress.

- I will allow you to comb my hair.

Evie began to glow. She wasn't expecting to get this honour. Her long and curly hair. Evie started combing, but unexpectedly for herself she discover that she uses sometimes her fingers instead of the comb.

Recognizing it, the slave kneeled terrified.

- Mistress M.!

- What`s up, girl?

- Punish me. I beg you, punish me.

- For what?

- I…I …touched your hair, mistress.

Mistress M.closed her eyes and remembered the feeling. Mmmm…yes…yes…yes..

She controlled herself.

- On your knees, Evie!

Mistress M.`s hand landed hard on the slave`s ass. It was really an exciting spanking.

- Thank you mistress, Evie whispered humbly.

- Now go to sleep in the cage. You will be locked all night.

- Sweet dreams, mistress -Evie wished.

The mistress was fascinated. What a girl! A real pearl! The Mistress will think about her at the bed when...Yes, she will definitely think about her.

When she went at the bed, she found near the pillow a mysterious note.

"Today it was your day" the text was saying.

When she opened her eyes at the next morning, Mistress M. found the cage unlocked. She wasn’t surprised.

- Another bitch! More bitchy tricks!

She went at the kitchen to have her coffee. And…she was surprised.

The table was ready for breakfast. There was even a small vase with a rose there. The coffee`s aroma was everywhere…mmm.

- Evie…-Mistress M.smiled. – She hadn’t disappeared.

- And she will not disappear! – A man`s voice laughed. But…but this wasn’t the female slave`s voice. It was gentle man`s voice. Man`s one?!

- How do you drink your coffee, mistress?- was the question.   

Mistress M. looked at the masked man. Yes, there wasn’t anything feminine there. But what was happened the previous evening then?

- Who are you? –She tried to sound as usually: self-confidently and firmly.

- No personal questions!

- What are you doing at my home?

- Everything ordered by Mistress M.     

He made her mad. Yes. He definitely made her mad and teased her. She wanted to cut off his mask with her nails, to hit him, to ruin him, to humiliate him and yes…to own him.

He was looking at her. The eyes behind the mask were analyzing her, collected her by the broken single pieces and the single words. They looked to find something in her, they wanted something from her.

- I cant punish you, she admitted at last.- Just go away.

- I cant. You have a clause for trial.

- Then I order you to go away.

- You cant. I haven’t completed my slavery application yet. The free will is still mine.

- Then what to do with you? – asked Mistress M.

- Let`s go to the Dommes`s masked party, the man offered merrily.

They were the perfect couple at the party. She, in her powerful black outfit. He, in his simple slave`s clothes with the collar on him. He was close to her all the evening, obeying her orders as a real good pet.

- He is so obedient, was the common talking.

- Hey, slave, one of the other Dommes said. Then second one. Then third. And all of them asked him with evil-promising smiles:

- Why Mistress M, but not me?

- As you said, Mistress M.whispered, we still aren’t in a slavery contract and you have your own choice.

And left the party.

- True, he replied and came with her. I made my choice.

When Mistress M. went to bed tonight, a new note near the pillow was waiting her.

"This was my day”-was the text. 

- Who are you? she asked again at the next morning.

- I will show you – and he brought her to his computer. Do you want a team-viewer?

She entered his world using his password. And changed it. And sank in the other reality. The unknown one. His one.

He looked at her helplessly. So weak. He trembled to each of her movements with the mouse. Yes, now she is in his profile. Yes. She checks his contacts. Posts like him. She can be him as long as she wants. She can delete his page. She can delete his virtual „I”.

Now she is in his skype. She checks the real names there. She can write to them as him. And everything she wants.

Now she is in his work files. She can delete them as well. And he must start everything from the very beginning.

She can even find his real pics. She can learn everything. She can download them at her own computer. And expose them everywhere.

Mistress M. has never felt such a total control to another human creature. She was thrilled. More than excited. Enchanted. The ultimate pleasure.

- I can do everything with you, slave, she said.

- You can do everything with me, was his echo.

- Will I do it?

- 10% of me is afraid, 90% is not.

- You are so submissive…will you be the same when I unlock your world and set you free?

- Try.

She left the computer and closed her eyes to remember the feeling again. He did the same. 

When Mistress M.left her trance,  she found him on his knees in front of her. He held handcuffs and chains. Their eyes met.

- I beg you, Mistress M., lock me as your property.

She put the tools on him.

- Take your mask off, slave. I am your owner.

- Yes, Goddess.