Chapter 5
One morning Lien was one of three sissy-slaves were cleaning
the slave toilets. The two others were using their tongues to clean the
floor meticulously. Meanwhile Lien was using her tongue to clean the
toilets. She was carefully licking the funnel leading down into the
mouth of castrated toilet-slaves, making sure that the funnels were
absolutely spotless. Failing to do so might result in getting installed
as a toilet and Lien wanted to avoid that at all cost. She really hated
eating shit, but she knew that she had to do it to please Master.
Thinking about Master made it all right.
Just as she was finishing the last of the human toilets, she heard the
hard clicking of stilettos on the hard concrete floor. Seeing that it
was one of slave supervisors she immediately dropped to her knees along
with other two toilet cleaners. The heels came to a halt right in front
of Lien and the light soprano of a sissy, who had once been a sergeant
in the Chinese army, came from above her head: "Lien, you are to clean
your filthy mouth and face and be ready for inspection by Master himself
in half-an-hour." As Lien's heart began to pound with happy anticipation
the two other, now very envious sissy-slaves, were dismissed and the
slave-supervisor looked on as Lien carefully cleaned her face and mouth
and straightened her rubber maid's uniform. When she looked good enough
and smelled good enough she was led before Master.
Lien followed the slave boss dutifully up, out of the basement and into
Master's innermost quarters where she had only been a few times before
and then only to clean them. Everything about Master's quarters spelled
good taste and luxury. Extreme luxury. When Lien was shown before him,
he was sitting behind his desk in his discrete, yet obviously extremely
luxurious, office. Reclined in his Scandinavian designer chair, Master
was dressed in a light Italian suit and to Lien he looked beautiful,
almost like a god, which for all intents and purposes he was to Lien.
With as much grace as she could muster considering that her knees were
almost buckling from lust at seeing him like this, Lien dropped first to
her knees and then forward onto her face to worship Master. Right behind
her the slave boss who had fetched her, did the same thing as she said:
"Master, may it please you Master, the worthless sissy-slut Lien."
Above their heads Master snorted derisively as he came around the table,
dismissing the slave-supervisor as he walked. Lien heard her footsteps
retreat but kept her face pressed to the ground as Master came to stand
right in front of her, his fine, hand-crafted Italian shoes hovering
just at the edge of her vision. For a while he just stood there, letting
her stew, filling up with doubt, but finally he spoke: ""Lien, you are a
useless slut, like all the worthless creeps that hang around licking my
toilets." Doubt really crept into Lien's mind. Was she here to be
seriously punished? Then he continued: "But you have shown some small
measure of talent with regard to your sexual skills. And since I have
such a limited amount of useless material to select my slaves from, you
are being incorporated in my special team of sex slaves. You will be
serving along with Xue and her sisters."
At first it didn't really sink in, but when she realized what had just
been said to her, she cried with gratitude. She kissed Master's feet as
she babbled out her incoherent thanks. Master let her carry on for a
little while before putting an end to the spectacle. He grabbed a
handful of her hair and yanked Lien to her feet. Looking straight into
her eyes he admonished her: "Enough. You have plenty of reason to be
grateful, but you are one of my special slaves now and that position
requires style and poise. You must at all times strive for elegance and
grace. Making a fool of yourself will no longer be tolerated." To
emphasize his point he slapped her face brutally a few times before
letting go of her hair. Lien quickly recovered. She definitely didn't
want to disappoint Master so she gathered herself in a hurry,
apologizing in a subdued tone to her beloved Master. He nodded to
himself as he turned and pressed a button on his intercom: "Send for
Xue," he said into the microphone. Then he simply returned to his
paperwork, leaving Lien standing a little confused.
Very soon there was a gentle knock on the door. At Master's prompting it
was opened and Xue entered. She quickly walked up Master's desk and
assumed the supplicating position, on her knees with her face pressed to
the ground. When he had received her greetings, Master told Xue that
Lien was now one of his special slaves and that Xue was to instruct her
in her new duties. Xue took Lien by the hand and led her from Master's
office.
On the way out they passed Master's secretary. The woman was in her late
sixties and had been with Master for most of her life. She had been a
young nanny in the household Master had grown up in and when the kids
became young adults she had stayed on as a maid of sorts. This had
perhaps been a mistake. Even before he had joined the army to begin his
military career, Master had been a very dominant young man. At fifteen
he had decided that the nanny should be his sex-slave. One afternoon he
had jumped her and tied her to his bed. Over the next few days he had
systematically tortured her into submission. His parents and brothers
and sisters had checked on his progress from time to time, but none had
intervened on her behalf. After a week she was all but broken. He made
her his with a series of mind-blowing orgasms and when it was over the
dazed and confused young nanny simply followed his every move, obeying
his every command because that was what she had been trained to do. He
imposed on her the same strict chastity policy as he later would on all
his slaves, equipping her with a chastity belt and keeping the key in a
very secure place.
At home she became the family slave, but only the first such slave. Soon
the other children of the house began to show similar tendencies and the
house gradually filled up with slaves, male and female. So when Master
joined the army, the former nanny and the other house-slaves stayed
behind, slaving away for his parents and younger siblings.
Being the son of a high-ranking party official it was easy for Master to
rise in the ranks and soon he had his own office, complete with his own
staff. The nanny was then installed as his secretary, a position she had
occupied ever since. By this time Master had begun enslaving young men
and in most cases sissifying them and the amount of sexual attention he
now paid his former nanny became very limited. She served him with the
complete and utter devotion her broken mind could offer and all she got
in return was a tiny bunk underneath her desk and bowl of rice soup a
couple of times a day. She serviced a great deal of men and women, but
never with her pussy, always with her mouth or ass. At night she lay
clutching her imprisoned pussy in the futile hope that Master would
grant her an orgasm soon. But the orgasms were few and far between. Only
on the anniversary of her enslavement would Master take off her chastity
belt to fuck her. If he wasn't home on his anniversary or didn't have
the time, she would have to do without for another year. In the almost
forty years she had been his slave, she had had less than twenty
orgasms, but in spite of her age she still hoped for one every day.
Every day she worked hard to stay in shape, look pretty and above all
please Master, just like his other slaves. She handled all his
secretarial duties and just like his other slaves she was sexually
available for anything Master, his associates or visitors might want.
When Lien and Xue passed her she was kneeling in front of one of
Master's friends, giving the man a blowjob. The secretary might be
pushing seventy, but she certainly didn't look it. Her figure was
slender and sexy, dressed in a fine navy suit with a short skirt and
matching jacket. Underneath the jacket she wore a white shirt and on her
discretely stockinged feet were a pair of navy stilettos, shiny metal
heels six inches high. The only things giving away her age were her
hair, face and hands. Her hands were getting wrinkled and her hair,
pulled back in a tight bun, was now completely gray, but her face, while
clearly not young, didn't look anywhere near seventy years old.
Especially not when her lips were closed around a big, fat cock, her
eyes closed in concentration as she did her very best to blow the man.
One veined hand held the shaft, gently rubbing it, while the other hand
cupped the balls gently massaging them. The man held her head with both
hands and hardly noticed Lien and Xue passing.
When they had left the room, closing the door behind them, Xue stopped
and turned to Lien, looking deeply into her eyes. She laid a hand on
Lien's arm and whispered: "I'm so glad you are joining us. I've longed
for you ever since Master first enslaved you." Lien almost moaned out
loud with lust. She felt the same way. Being Master's slave and serving
him was of course her first and biggest love, but Xue touched something
in her sissy heart and had done so since the very first time she had
seen her. Lien loved Xue and the prospect of serving Master together
with her made Lien's heart swell with pride and joy. And Xue looked
stunning this day. Dressed in white, her color since her name meant
"snow", she looked supremely sexy in her rubber outfit. She was dressed
in a tiny, white rubber dress. It was strapless and squeezed her ample
breasts in an extremely sexy fashion. It hugged her body tightly,
revealing a very severe white corset underneath and ended just below the
gentle curve of her well-shaped ass, high enough in fact that Xue's
imprisoned genitals could just be glimpsed where the dress ended. Around
her neck was a thin white collar and on her feet were a pair of white
platform shoes, the platform three inches thick and the heels,
impossibly thin metal heels, were ten inches high. Lien's balls, already
running at high speed after the meeting with her beloved Master, began
to acquire that special overworked feeling they otherwise only got at
night when she was teased and tormented without release. Lien's cock
strained painfully against its prison and it was all she could do not to
moan.
Xue smiled and led Lien onwards and down into the tiny room that housed
Master's chosen few. Considering that they were the envy of all the
other slaves, their room was tiny, much, much smaller than the room Lien
had occupied along with twenty other house-sissies. One wall was
occupied by a large closet holding their clothes and the opposite wall
was equipped with a strange arrangement looking like a bookcase for very
large books, with five shelves, three close to the ground and two right
on top of these. Lien would soon find out that that was their sleeping
place. In the room stood Master's three other special sissies. Apart
from Xue and herself they were Mei, Lin and Ashanti. Mei and Lin were
petite Chinese sissies. Mei's color was black and she had long, thick
jet-black hair reaching all the way down to her knees held only by a
single band just behind her neck but otherwise flowing freely. On her
small, voluptuous body was a dress exclusively from black rubber. It
started as a broad black collar around her neck and extended all the way
down to the floor, so that you could only just glimpse her shoes, which
like Xue's were platforms with ten-inch heels. The dress clung to her
curves, again revealing a tightly corseted body and extended to the
middle of Mei's upper arms, where a pair of black, rubber gloves took
over. The only skin Mei showed to the world was her face and the skin
exposed by the large teardrop-shaped cutout revealing her ample
cleavage. Next to Mei stood Lin and her color, chosen of course by
Master, was yellow. Like Mei she had thick jet-black hair, but unlike
Mei's it was cut in a short and cute pageboy. Her dress was exactly the
same as Xue's, strapless and ultra-short, but in yellow rubber instead
of white. Another difference compared to Xue was her tits. Where Xue had
quite large breasts, Lin's were enormous, perhaps as much as 60FFF.
Combined with her very petite frame they made her look somewhat
freakish. Super-sexy for sure, but freakish just the same. Her shoes
were the same ten-inch platforms only in yellow instead of white.
Finally there was Ashanti, the only sissy who had not been given a
Chinese name, but rather an African sounding one. The reason for this
was obvious. Ashanti was black, so black in fact that Lien had never
seen anything quite like it. Popularly speaking, Ashanti was as black as
midnight, so black that the perfect whites surrounding her black eyes
looked like they shone. Ashanti was also devastatingly sexy, slender
with a tight, but well-rounded ass and a pair of perfect tits and large
welcoming lips, just like Xue. For Ashanti Master had chosen the color
red, deep almost burgundy red. The effect was devastatingly sexy and
Ashanti stood as the color opposite of Xue, making the two the perfect
pair when Master was showing off his slaves. The fact that her mouth was
nearly as talented as Xue's only made their comparison more natural.
Ashanti was dressed in the same way as Lin and Xue, only all her clothes
were red. Just like the others she was severely corseted.
Lien was overwhelmed by the sight of the super-sexy sissy-slaves waiting
for her, and she was filled with a strong desire to have sex with each
of them. For their part the others looked just as horny, but perhaps
also a bit nervous. After a short awkward pause Lien was introduced and
a subdued conversation took place between the sissy-sluts. During this
conversation Lien was told what was expected of her (much the same as
had been before) and she was given a brief introduction as to the kind
of services she was expected to provide (pretty much anything). It
turned out that the reason for their nervousness was the uncertainty as
to the fate of Liens predecessor, a sissy who was also named Lien. That
the sissy she had replaced had also been called Lien was hardly a
coincidence. Xue had replaced a sissy called Xue and Lin, Mei and
Ashanti had also replaced sissies bearing the same name as themselves.
It spoke of a frightening degree of planning on Master's part. Lien's
predecessor had been taken away just a few hours ago without warning and
the four others had been locked into their room and told to prepare for
her replacement. They may have missed their friend, but apparently they
bore no ill will towards Lien. They treated her very nicely and there
was a lot of stroking and frustrated kissing. They were after all bimbos
all of them, horny little sissies without too much brains. Whatever
capacity for higher thinking they might have had before Master laid his
hands on them, had long since been beaten out of them. As with all his
slaves, they lived only to please him.
After some more frustrated kissing and stroking, Lien was given her new
outfit. She thought it was absolutely adorable and it certainly
underlined her status as bimbo-slave. For Lien Master had chosen the
color pink and her outfit was a pretty pink maid's uniform. It was very
short, shorter even than those worn by Xue, Lin and Ashanti and the very
large cutout for her tits was lined with white rubber ruffles. On her
feet were the same platform shoes, with the three-inch platform and the
ten-inch heels. Except for the heels, which were shiny metal, the shoes
were pink to match the rest of the outfit. Lien's hands were covered
with pink rubber gloves that ended with white rubber ruffles at her
wrists and around her neck was a broad, pink collar. Even with her
imprisoned genitals clearly exposed by her ridiculously short skirt,
Lien felt pretty and as she stood dressed properly for the first time it
was quite clear that the other sissies thought so too.
Thus dressed and introduced to her new status, it was time for Lien to
meet Master in that capacity for first time. As she left the room and
headed for Master's bedroom where she had been instructed to report, she
thought the others seemed distinctly envious, but then again which
little sissy wouldn't be envious of another sissy going to see her
beloved Master?
Lien felt very pretty and very grateful towards Master as she heard his
voice ordering her into his bedroom. Once inside her heart missed almost
stopped as she saw Master completely naked, his beautiful cock at full
mast. Lien fell to the floor and crawled across it to greet and thank
her wonderful Master. But it turned out that Master didn't really have
time for all that greeting and thanking nonsense. Master wanted to
punish and Master wanted to fuck, all for the sport of it and who was
Lien to disagree? As Master made her get down on all fours so that he
could start by whipping her ass followed by a vigorous ass-fucking Lien
was in heaven. This was what she had dreamed of doing every minute of
her existence as a house-slave, every time she licked the toilets clean
with utter devotion. This was what made her happy as a slave. As Master
pumped in and out of her beaten ass, Lien moaned with real passion as
she worked that talented ass for all she was worth. And Master had to
admit that he had been right. Lien's ass was the most talented around.
After filling up her ass with his cum, Master ripped Lien's miniscule
maid's outfit off and tied her hands in a backprayer. Although quite
painful, Lien quite liked to be tied up like that. It increased her
feeling of helplessness and insured that her chest was exposed and
undefended (not that she would ever raise a hand against someone who
desired to punish her tits). That was exactly what Master had in mind.
He launched himself into a furious assault on Lien's magnificent 44FFF
tits. First he kneaded then brutally, before moving on to twisting and
pinching them, lavishing special attention to the long and hard nipples.
He soon had Lien screaming and crying, a most delicious sound. Finally,
after much kneading, pinching, twisting and even punching he grabbed
Lien's tits hard, pushed them together and fucked them. The fucking was
ruthless and lasted for a long time before he shot his load, smearing
her face with his jism.
Afterwards Lien lay panting with the effort of keeping up with his
furious strokes, whereas Master barely seemed out of breath. He allowed
her to rest for a little while simply placing himself on her chest and
letting her lick his cock gently. This of course was only easy for him,
as her breath was hampered by his weight and the sheer size of her tits
meant that she had to crane very far forward too even reach his cock. Of
course Master merely thought that this extra effort was what a slave
should put into everything. After about twenty minutes of diligent
licking Master was hard again and Lien was almost blue in the face from
the effort combined with her difficulty in breathing. It was hard enough
to breathe now that her waist had been reduced to sixteen inches, but
when someone sat on her chest and forced her to do straining work, it
almost made her faint with lack of air.
When Master was hard, he got off and quickly flipped her over on her
stomach. He positioned her on her knees with her ass sticking almost
straight up in the air. Then he first whipped her lightly before
entering her from behind. Although in pain and out of breath, Master's
cock in her ass made her very happy indeed. As his stroking increased in
pace her happiness only grew. Then, making Lien cry with joy, Master
freed her member. It sprang to life, ready and throbbing after more than
a year without release, a feeling so glorious that Lien almost came
right then and there. Luckily she managed to keep it under control as
Master grabbed her cock and began to stroke it gently. Lien was almost
ecstatic with joy and she began hoping for an actual orgasm when Master
put the plastic bag over her head. He slipped it on, holding it so that
it was a tight fit around her neck. Instant panic seized Lien. He was
going to kill her! She couldn't breathe, her every panicky breath pulled
the plastic bag further into her wide-open mouth as the inside of the
bag fogged over. Master tightened his grip on the bag and her neck and
pushed her plastic-covered face into the mattress. Lien's panic deepened
as her futile struggles did nothing to free her, but rather increased
the pace of Master's fucking and his stroking of her cock. There could
be no doubt that Master was killing her. Just then her orgasm came,
taking her completely by surprise as it thundered through her body. It
was easily the best and most intense orgasm of her life. Her entire
being was engulfed by the fantastic feeling as the orgasm combined with
the choking to produce an orgasm that made every muscle in Lien's body
spasm. Her jism pumped out of her as she twisted and thrashed, her body
no longer under her own control. Still Master did not let her breathe
and as the orgasm just continued to wrack her body with spasms of pure
orgasmic joy, Lien realized that Master was not going to take the bag
off and that she would die having the best orgasm of her life. As her
vision began to fade and all the sounds of the world dimmed and her
orgasm continued to roll over her, Lien felt no regret over dying. She
was deeply grateful towards Master for letting her become his slave and
for allowing her this final, fabulous orgasm. Then everything went black
while Lien's hips still made thrusting movements.
She was started awake by the bitter smell of ammonia under her nose and
she tried instinctively to get away, jerking her head to one side. Then
she took a deep, whooping breath as she realized that Master hadn't
killed her after all, that she was still alive. She took several more
deep breaths and began to cry from relief and gratitude. Not only had
Master spared her worthless slave life, but he had also granted her a
fantastic orgasm. As she looked up through tears at her cruel and
merciless Master. Lien tried telling him just how much she loved him,
but he just smiled and got up.
She could hear him leave the room and not long after she heard cautious
steps from high-heeled shoes. Ashanti and Mei had come for her. Both
looked down at her with mixture of pity and deep envy. Then they helped
her stand and led her off to the bathrooms. There they washed her down
and reattached her chastity tube and helped her dress. From across the
room the two toilet slaves followed the proceedings with desperate eyes.
Lien was still shaken and had to be supported as they walked back to
their quarters. Once inside Lien found that Xue and Lin were out giving
some lucky guy a fabulous orgasm, but that was all-right as Ashanti and
Mei gently told her of their own experiences from when Master had
inducted them into his special team of elite slaves. Both had been
convinced that Master was killing them by cutting off their air, while
granting them a fabulous orgasm, just like Lien. But he had done it in
somewhat different ways. Mei had had a thin cord tied around her neck
and this had been pulled up until her feet had left the ground. After
leaving her to dangle for a little while, Master had entered her from
behind and fucked her silly, while making sure that the noose was
tightened ever so slowly until all of Mei's breath had been cut off and
she was convinced that she was going to die. Just then had Master
brought her off and just as he had done to Lien, he had carried on until
Mei lost consciousness in the certain knowledge that she was dying. Mei
still shuddered with lust and fear as she thought about it. With Ashanti
it had been different. Here he had rammed his cock down her throat and
fucked her throat for so long that she was convinced that she was going
to choke. While Master had held on tightly to her head, Xue had sucked
Ashanti's cock and just as her vision had begun to darken Ashanti had
cum just as gloriously as Mei and Lien. And just like them she had lost
consciousness thinking that she was dying with Master's cock choking
her, while experiencing the most fantastic orgasm of her life. She too
shuddered as she spoke and beneath her tiny dress Lien could see her
imprisoned cock struggling futilely to break free.
After telling her their story Mei and Ashanti told Lien further details
about her new life and then tucked her in for the night. First Lien was
stripped down until she wore nothing more than her corset and her heels.
Then she was equipped with a massive pink butt-plug, fitted with a
massive pink ball-gag and a tight pink straightjacket before being
hooded with a pink rubber hood. Then her legs were strapped together by
broad, pink rubber straps. Mei and Ashanti then lifted her up and placed
her on her shelf. The shelf was far too small for Lien to lie on. Rather
she was balled up, her butt resting on her heels and her upper body
resting on her thighs before the bundle that was Lien was strapped (pink
straps of course) securely in place. Now the only thing Lien could move
was her head and that was soon fixed. On top of her hood was a steel
ring and into this ring yet another pink rubber strap was inserted. This
strap was then secured to a similar ring near Lien's crotch before being
tightened mercilessly until Lien's head was pulled as far back as it
would possibly go, putting a terrible strain on her neck. This was how
she would sleep when they were staying at Master's house. Whenever
Master took her with him on his frequent travels, Lien often assumed
other sleeping positions, but they were only very rarely more
comfortable than the position she slept in at home.
The other sissy-slaves Xue, Ashanti, Lin and Mei slept in same way, each
on a different shelf and each wearing a sleeping outfit similar to the
one Lien wore, only in a different color: White for Xue, black for Mei,
yellow for Lin and red for Ashanti. They would all take turns helping
the other into their straightjackets and onto the their shelves. The
last one was invariably tucked in by Master's slave-secretary, who
herself slept on the floor next to the sissies' sleeping rack.
