Absolute Bondage

by Kureed

I always thought life sucked, now I was convinced of that for sure. Seems that my life is a royal mess. Every business venture I ever tried failed.

Now here I am, broke. Got evicted from my apartment. A pile of unpaid bills and a thug who represents a loan shark hot on my trail. Then, to top off the whole mess is the little matter of unpaid child support. A large payment was due on November 30th. and my failure to pay up has resulted in a warrant for my arrest.

So here I am running and hiding with no real place to hide. None of my old friends would have anything to do with me so I am alone with no friend in sight.

I seriously considered turning myself in on the warrant. In jail I would be housed and fed. I would have done that except the loan shark has friends "inside", it would be like a death sentence as I was well aware that I would never live for very long in jail.

It's cold tonight, Harry's tavern is just down the street. All I had to my name was ten dollars. I decided to have a drink or two and contemplate my woes.

There was just a handful of people in Harry's, I chose a booth back in a dimly lit corner, ordered a drink and thanked the young woman when she came back with it. I sipped that drink lightly, I wanted it to last as long as I could.

Across the room sat a man in his early forties, fairly well dressed. I could not help but notice that he was very intently watching my every move. My blood ran cold, he had to be a detective or one of the loan sharks friends. I was unsure what I should do. I was not too far from the back door and I could pretend to head for the men's room and leave out the back but both cops as well as crooks know that trick. There would be someone in the alley waiting for me.

As I sat there wondering what I was going to do, the waitress appears with another drink and sets it on the table. I did not order the drink and the look on my face showed some surprise. "Compliments of the Gentleman over there" she said as she indicated the man I was in fear of already. Now I really did not know what I was going to do. I knew well he could not be a cop, cops do not buy suspects drinks. Therefore he must be from the other side. To avoid any aggravation towards him, I lifted the glass and nodded to him a thank you, he nodded back in return.

As I sat there drinking, he gets up and comes to the booth that I am in and sits down facing me. He is smiling and says hello. Again I thank him for the drink. "Think nothing of it" was his reply. "I just was alone and you looked like you could use some company"

Over the few hours in Harry's, He bought me several more drinks, I really drank too much and was feeling no pain. I lost my feeling of fear towards him. Just the booze, I guess. I spilled my guts, told him all my problems, held nothing back. Then I told him of my suspicion of who I thought he was. He assured me that he was not one of "Them", I believed him.

Closing time for Harry's came quickly. He looked at me and offered to put me up for the night at his place in the country. "I can't leave you on the streets in this shape" He said. "You would be easy pickings for the cops or those other guys".

The drive to the country seemed to take a long time. We arrived at a very fine looking house, quite large. On several acres of fenced property. We entered the house and he showed me the guest room with an adjoining bath. "Get some sleep, I have an idea that we shall discuss in the morning that may just help you out."

I thanked the man, took a shower and went to bed and went right to sleep.

I woke up the next morning, sun light was streaming through the window. I laid there in bed for a few minutes, groggy and feeling the slight effects of a mild hangover. Then I remembered the chain of events that brought me here. I jumped out of bed and looked for my clothes, they were nowhere to be found. I did find a pair of white shorts on the foot of the bed that I put on.

I went downstairs and followed the aroma of fresh coffee right to the kitchen. There he was, my benefactor sitting at the table. He pointed towards the coffee pot and motioned for me to join him at the table. I did just that. As I sat there he looked me over and smiled. He was in deep thought it appeared as he looked at me silently for a great while.

"I have been thinking about what you told me about yourself last night at Harry's. Seems to me that you have no future except for what I am about to offer you. I want you to listen carefully to what I am proposing. I do not want an answer from you for 24 hours. This will be the most important decision you will ever be allowed to make. Listen well".

"I live alone here in this big house. I do like companionship but it must always be on my terms and mine alone. You have led a very messed up life. People are after you from both sides of the law and you have no idea where your next meal is coming from."

"I am offering you a safe place to live, you will never have to leave here. You will be fed, cared for and maintained in the very best manner".

"In return for this, you will give yourself to me, Your body, Your freedom and your very thoughts. I will not mince words here, I will be very blunt. You will be my slave, my property. I will possess your actual person. I will make all decisions for you and you will thank me for it. I will decide what you may wear, eat and do for the rest of your life. You will faithfully serve me with every muscle in your body. You will forsake all rights. I will be your God. Your whole world will center on me and me alone".

"I will demand your strict obedience. I am very generous when it comes to rewarding a good obedient slave. I can be very generous with punishment as well. I assure you that you will be punished whenever I feel like doing so".

"You may feel that you are giving up any control you have on your life, What Control? you are going to have more control on your quality of life than you have now. Simply put, your quality of life will directly relate to the quality of service you give me as my slave. Good service, Good life. Quite simple".

"Tomorrow morning, you will give me your answer, not before. If you accept my offer, you will begin serving me immediately. If you choose to decline, I will take you back to town and drop you off and the matter will be closed. Remember, in town you will be subject to whatever circumstances from the good guys or bad guys, whoever finds you first."

"I must go to town now for a business meeting, feel free to look around the place. You may notice that there are two fences surrounding this estate. Between the fences are the meanest German Shepherds you will ever see. It keeps people out and will keep you in as well. Look around, enjoy anything here you wish, I will arrive home late. Just go to bed and we will finish this discussion tomorrow morning. Think wisely".

With that the man got up and picked up his brief case and went out the door. I heard the car start and the sound of the engine grow faint as he drove away. I was in shock, did I really hear what I heard? Yes I did.

I got up from the table poured another cup of coffee and carried it about the house looking around, It was a fine house, there are about 15 rooms and a basement that was locked. I went outside and walked about an expansive yard. There was a garden and a large barn that I explored. I made friends with the two fine horses that were in the barnyard. There was a large pool so I went swimming. Nude of course, I did not want to get the shorts wet since this was all I had to wear. While doing all this looking, several things came to mind about his offer.

1. This would be my only chance to live in a splendid house like this.

2. Being this mans slave may not be so bad.

3. My options were very limited.

4. Everything he had to say about my life so far has been true.

5. Any punishment he gave me would not be as bad as what I have been going through till now.

6. I am very good at being a companion, that is what I think he really wants.

I decided I would accept the mans offer. I ran about the house the rest of the day. Watched satellite TV, had a few drinks from the well stocked bar and loafed. I went back to the barn and talked to the horses. As it started to get dark, it started to get cold. I came into the house and found a few things to make a sandwich out of. Cleaned up after myself, showered and went to bed. I heard his car pull in about midnight. I was not really awake but I knew he was home. Tomorrow would bring great change in my life. I really want to think it will be for the better.

At the very first light, I was awake. My mind recalled quickly that I must go downstairs and accept the offer. I pulled on the white shorts and went to the kitchen.

There he was, at the table sipping his coffee. He looked up as I entered. I poured a cup of coffee and sat down at the table with him.

"Well, he asked, Have you made a decision?"

I told him that indeed I have chosen to serve him. He gave me a document to read and sign. "Look this over with great care, this document will govern the rest of your life".

The document covered everything that he had discussed yesterday. There were a few other things that were promises from him to me that stated that he would not permanently injure me in any way which I was glad to see. I signed and dated the document.

"Now, get those shorts off, you will remain naked at all times unless I say different" I answered OK, "You will address me as MASTER from now on. "Yes MASTER", I quickly answered.

I am ordered to my knees at his feet, I am commanded to kiss his feet and I do so. I continue kissing his feet till I am told to stop. He then had me follow him to the barn. When we get to the barn he enters a tack room and comes back out with a fine hand-crafted collar. He places the collar around my neck and squeezes home the rivets with a hand tool. The collar was on to stay.

The weeks that followed were quite miserable. MASTER was a good teacher as he instructed me in my duties. I had a collection of welts on my ass from mistakes I made. HE would show me the first time how to perform a task. If I did it right, HE would praise, hug and tell me that he was quite pleased. If I did something wrong, I received a crack on the ass with his 1 inch wide, 18 inch long strap. I would yelp and then do the task again. It did not take me too long to learn.

I developed a deep seated hate for this man, I would never let it show but I hated him more every day.

One of my jobs was to feed and brush the horses. I identified with those animals as he owned them just like he owned me. I regretted this slave bit. Running around naked wearing only a collar was just too much.

After about a month, I decided that I had enough. I was leaving and no one was going to stop me.

After MASTER left for the day, I began my daily duties. After a while I knew it was time. I went to MASTER'S room and found some clothing that would fit me. I dressed and left the house.

I knew by now where the dogs slept and spent most of the day. So I headed for the opposite side of the property. When I reached the inner fence, I went over it and started up the second fence. there was barbed wire on top so I had brought a blanket to throw over the barbed wire to aid in my escape. I made it over the outer fence and started away from the estate.

As I went through the trees headed East, I encountered something that I had no idea that it existed. An electric fence. I tested it by throwing a branch against it. POOF, the branch was instantly cinderized. Just like I would be if I dared try to get over it.

I knew now that there was no escape. After thinking about it I decided to simply return to the house, return MASTER'S clothes to their place and HE would not know I had even left.

I returned to the double fence but the dogs were there. Getting back in would be impossible now. I knew I was in trouble. My trouble was just beginning, MASTER approached me, he knew right where to find me. Seems that an alarm system dialed his pager so he knew I had attempted to flee.

Master pushed me to the ground and cuffed my hands behind my back and attached a lead to my collar. I was half dragged back to the house and taken straight to the basement. I was again stripped to my collar and strapped face down on a plank like device. My legs and ankles were tightly bound forcing the tops of my feet to be flat on the plank. The bottoms of my feet were facing up.

MASTER never said a word while he did this. After he was satisfied that I was secure, he produced what appeared to be a wooden rod about the thickness of a pencil and about 3 feet long. MASTER then went out of my view towards my feet, I heard a WHOOSH and then I was well aware of what was going on. He was whipping the soles of my feet. The pain was unbearable, I screamed in pain as blow after blow landed. I do not know how many times I was struck on my feet by the rod. I passed out.

When I awoke, I found that I was still in the basement, a chain ran from my collar to a steel ring in the concrete floor. The chain was less that a foot long. My feet were on fire, tears ran down my cheeks. The pain was every bit as bad as it was when I was receiving the punishment.

I heard MASTER coming down the steps. HE came to me and without a word inspected my feet. He very gently but some soothing ointment on my feet and then put white bootie looking things on each foot lacing them to my ankles.

"This will prevent infection, you will not remove them. You will remain here for a few days. I want you to think over your grievous errors. You have offended and disobeyed me. If you think that your punishment is over, you are wrong. Your punishment is just starting. We will discuss it later".

He then went back up the stairs. DAMN I HATE THAT MAN, but now there was something else about him, I FEARED HIM AS WELL.

I remained chained in the basement for nearly a week. MASTER would come down feed me, check my feet and attend to them and leave back up the steps. I always kissed HIS feet in gratitude. At least HE was not starving me.

One day HE came down and unchained me and hooked the leash onto my collar and led me crawling upstairs. I had to crawl, my feet were still quite welted and I was unable to walk.

HE took me to the large bathroom with the large sunken tub. It was full of soothing warm water. HE undressed and took me into the tub and bathed me. HIS attention was gentle and almost loving as HE did this. HE bathed me and it felt very good. HE treated me like a fragile glass doll. After the bath, HE shaved me from head to toe. Only the hair on the top of my head and my eyebrows remained. Every other hair that was on my entire body was gone. Legs, pubis, arms, All of it.

HE took me to the living room and I knelt before him. HE sat down is HIS easy chair. HE then spoke.

"Slave, you are quite a disappointment to me. trying to escape was a stupid idea. You must realize that you are never free to leave this place. You are my slave, get used to the idea".

"I want you to understand that you are my most valuable possession. I care a great deal about you and when I assumed ownership of you I took on the responsibility of training to make you successful in your servitude. You have actually hurt my feelings somewhat".

Listening to him speak, I knew I was wrong. I did feel badly and I resolved to myself that I would no longer rebel nor hate this great man who owned me.

MASTER commanded that I return to my chores and duties. On my hands and knees since I will be unable to walk for a while yet. I was also fitted with a butt plug that had a bell attached to the end of it. It would ring as I went about my chores. MASTER always knew where I was. I could only remove it when I slept or elimination of waste. It had to be in place at all other times.

My attitude towards MASTER changed a great deal. On many evenings I would kneel beside him as HE watched TV and HE would stroke me a if I were a kitten. I liked that. One night HE went to take a bath and I joined him and bathed him. I was loving and soothing to him and HE enjoyed it a great deal. I dressed him in HIS robe ad followed him back to the living room. When HE got engrossed in a movie, I decided to make a very bold move. I placed my head in his lap and HE started stroking me. HIS robe was parted and I place my mouth on HIS cock. I licked and HIS cock ballooned out to tremendous size. I had never had oral sex before with a man. This man was my dear MASTER. I gave him the best blow job that I thought I could. MASTER seemed to be impressed. HE hugged me before I went to bed. HE seemed happy with my performance.

I started walking a few weeks later. There is still pain as my feet. MASTER says that each painful step I take will be a reminder of what I am and who I am. It is indeed.

MASTER one day checked my anus and noticed that the constantly wearing of the butt plug is stretching it out. HE replaced the butt plug with a larger one still equipped with a bell. HE is going to make sure that my anus is stretched enough to take that huge cock. I can not wait for that day.

THE blow jobs occur quite often. I always remember to thank MASTER for being allowed to do that.

I am a fully devoted slave now. I like being owned by that wonderful man. I am so proud to be HIS slave. I belong to him and I never forget to show my appreciation.

I LOVE THAT MAN.