A SLAVE'S FANTASY
A fictionalized continuation of this slave girl's SL life.

One may wonder at the slave kneeling patiently at her Mistress's feet. The owner's hand absentmindedly petting the slave's head as the slave looks up with eyes filled with love. She seems so very happy there, so content, and filled with love. How did she get to this place, collared and leashed, kneeling at the foot of her owner? She seems unfairly happy, unbelievably at peace, a calm that seems more tranquil than the greatest of Shaolin monks. This is that slave's story, her path to her pure submission.
It all starts and centers upon a club, a wonderfully divine but slightly underused club. Club Shackles was the name. It was a female-only D/s and BDSM club. One focused not upon the usual lines as so many others, but actually trying to form a community of people, giving access to a comfortable environment that was designed with a good eye for function. The slave found this club one day from a link from a club similar but not quite right. She fell in love with the place as she wandered around inside of it alone. A little fearful of being caught snooping by someone but also excited by that idea, she explored. The little owner less slave had found her home she felt. After having to run away from a bad owner who did not deserve her service, she was happy to find a place she could feel safe in. She found the dating cells and thought how wonderful. To be priced and valued eventually to be won by someone. The slave felt herself getting wet as her mind dreamed of helplessly being in a cell as two Dommes fought over her, one paying to keep her in, and the other paying to get her out. Blushing as the thoughts brought her hand to her moistness; the girl rubbed herself a little then stopped. She needed to go but would return.
The little slave returned and found she could not get the cells to work. She read and reread the manuals, but the cells seemed broken. The girl tried helplessly to get them to work. But they seemed not to want to, even after a couple of frustrated kicks, they remained broken. The girl smiled at the thought of her trying so hard to get locked in a glass box, to essentially be sold like candy from a vending machine. The girl blushed as the thought caused her to moisten between her legs. The girl scanned the information about the cell once more, then the information from the club. She had better let the owners know that their equipment was in need of repair. The girl felt a knot form as she tried to summon the will to make the call. The girl's fear of having to explain something she didn't understand to a stranger, a stranger who owned this wonderful club, caused her heart to speed up, and nervous sweat began to form. The girl knew it was her duty to report the problem, and now cursed herself for trying it. There was no way for her to avoid contacting the owners. The girl pushed against her shy nature to dial the owner Tori, and sighed as it was transferred immediately to voice mail. The girl left a message slowly calming down as she realized she didn't have to deal with this now.

The slave returned the next day and found not just an owner, but one of the founders had arrived shortly after she did. The girl dropped to her knees, knowing this woman must be great indeed, for founding such a club. "Greetings Miss Katti" the girl spoke in a trembling voice, eyes directed to the floor. "Hello harmony" The wonderful woman answered. The girl pushed herself to ask for a guest membership to the club, but the woman was busy, and told her to contact someone else and gave the girl the name. The girl blushed furiously for interrupting such an important part of the club. The girl dialed the number for the person to contact but was told quickly that she was busy, and couldn't help this girl right then. Then this girl’s phone received a call from Tori, who the girl had left a message about the cell. The girl was in a whirlwind of talking with owners and yet she kept thinking about the brief encounter with the Founder, Miss Katti Aeon. Oh to be owned by such a woman would be heaven. The girl quickly suppressed her desires; she had read the woman did not need any new slaves, that she already had two. The girl was struck with a tiny pang of jealously, that these slaves had such a wonderful owner, and the girl sighed realizing she may never find such a place as they have. The girl quickly cheered up realizing the woman was at least well cared for, with two slaves. That was the important thing, that such a woman be served and cared for by devoted slaves. The girl smiled at the thought, and felt better.

The girl spent much time at the club, rarely leaving. When she did, it was only for short trips, quickly returning to the safety and security of Shackles. The girl had made contact with all three of the owners of the club. One day, the girl suddenly found the Founder there with her. The girl took to her knees quickly, stepping out of the woman's way. The woman looked the girl over, she was suddenly aware that she was very exposed, wearing only an outfit that was adornment; it did not conceal a thing. The woman seemed to enjoy the girls pierced and chained nipples, commenting on how the chain would be good to attach things to. The girl blushed, as she secretly desired this to happen but knowing this woman was not really interested in taking a new slave. The woman began a barrage of questions. The girl didn't have time to think as she was asked for more and more information, only time enough to answer quickly. The girl felt like she was being examined, and squirmed as she was being mentally pinned by Miss Katti. The feeling was uncomfortable being examined so deeply, almost as intense as if the woman's hands were probing her body examining it. Actually it was more intense than that. The girl, though uncomfortable from the intense questioning, was enjoying being so thoroughly looked at and examined, even though many things were embarrassing causing the girl to blush often. Oddly the girl enjoyed how skillfully Miss Katti probed these embarrassing things. The way the woman bore into the girl shining light into every little corner, searching and looking through the girl's life and thoughts, was amazing. The girl felt a little snap inside her, and felt a mild dread. The woman had unlocked the girl's heart. The girls love started to feel the effects of the probing and it rejoiced, not realizing the woman was a dream alone never to become reality. Wait, a small opening appeared just then as the Miss, mentioned her slaves were not on SL much, in fact almost not at all. After the Miss literally spoke the thoughts the girl was just trying to say, that the Miss was not being served as she should be. The girl dove into the opening before she could even think. Reacting on instinct, the need to serve such greatness, the girl offered to serve the Miss, if ever needed. From here the girl went on a whirlwind of the best kind, being made manager at the club, being taken under consideration, and then being put on trial by the Miss. Miss Katti continued her probing questions, making the girl squirm under the scrutiny. The girl found herself immersed in the most amazing fantasy she had ever had, then suddenly meeting the Miss's number one slave, and finding her step down and place this girl up into her place. This was just amazing, a dream come true. Her desires, becoming reality. To be permanently collared by Miss Katti the last thing to complete the girl’s fantasy. To feel the collar click shut and be welded permanently shut. To feel the hot sting as the girl is branded as the property of Katti Aeon. The girl marked by seared flesh owned by the girls new, and permanent Mistress. Mistress Katti Aeon.


The story does not stop there though. The girl was now the complete property of Mistress Katti, and Mistress Katti had plans to push this little slave to her furthest limits and beyond in some cases. The slave soon found herself leashed and led to Club Shackles. Once again the club became the back drop for the girl.

As the slave girl crawled behind her new Mistress wondering what was planned for her. The slave was led to the display, which had been moved out to the center of the lounge. The slave was stripped of her clothes and had a vibrating egg inserted into her pussy. Her anus was filled with a latex plug which was then pumped up filling her ass completely. Butterfly clover clamps were attached to the slave’s nipples, and a weight attached to the chain between them. The glass enclosure was raised and the slave put in. Mistress Katti looked at her property with a twinkle of enjoyment in her eyes, "Be good now and no cumming till I tell you," Mistress Katti said with a smile. With that the glass tube lowered down on her and the girls hearing disappeared. All sound was gone except her shallow breathing and the faint hum of the motor that spun her around slowly. Mistress Katti's friends started to arrive and she was bringing them over to show them her new slave. They were commenting on the slave laughing at the stories that Mistress Katti was telling. The slave could not hear them but could see them as they talked and laughed, gesturing toward her from time to time. After a while with a small crowd of Mistress Katti's friends there, the slave was let out of the case. The slave was immediately commanded to masturbate for the crowd. Mistress Katti had been telling them about her control of the slave’s orgasms, and how much liquid the slave could produce when finally allowed. Blushing furiously the slave shyly slide her fingers into her wet excited pussy as she knelt there in front of a crowd. Sliding them in and out getting them very wet. The slave then moved her fingers up to her excited little clitty and began to rub. Little circles on the tender clit her fingers made, as she moaned in front of the crowd. She tried not to notice the people watching her with interest. Dommes smiling at the little slave before them; masturbating for her Mistress's pleasure. The slave felt her nipples being tugged as the weighted chain swung between her breasts. After rubbing her clit for a while the slave slid her other hand down and began pushing her fingers in and out of her wet pussy. At that point the slave was so very excited. With all the stimulation and embarrassment, she was hanging on the edge so ready to cum for her Mistress. If only she would be allowed. The slave whimpered and moaned. Mistress Katti was grinning but seeming not to notice. The slave began to beg, "Ohh Mistress, your slave is so very close to orgasm, she could cum if you wished so very easily" she told her owner between moans and panting. "Ohhh please, if you will, allow this property to orgasm Mistress, your slave is ready whenever you wish to show your friends your property's orgasms....…Ohhhhh". Mistress Katti seemed to think for a moment then said, "Not yet, I still need to show my friend the skywalks you built". Maybe if you’re good and I feel like showing my friends, I might let you. We will see then." Off she went with a friend to give a tour. The slave replied in a moan "yes Mistress, as you wish," as Mistress Katti walked off to give the tour.
The slave continued to masturbate, whimpering and moaning, as people watched her. Some tried to encourage her, a few others seemed to be making bets on whether the slave would be able to wait till her Mistress returns. The slave knows she must last quite a while, the walkways are three levels and it could be quite a long walk. Sweat beaded on her brow, her breasts, her tummy, and legs. The sweat stung the fresh branding as drops ran into the newly burnt flesh. . The slave continued to rub her excited clit, gasping raggedly with each revolution her fingers make. The slave pulled her fingers out of her deep wetness, bringing them up to her mouth. The slave licked her fingers then slid them into her mouth sucking upon them. Again the slave slid her hand down and slid them back into the hot waiting pussy. Over and over the slave felt like she may not be able to continue without cumming but she was not allowed to stop either. The slave dropped down, one hand on the ground, one between her legs still rubbing her clit. Moaning and rubbing there on her hand and knees, the slave surrenders saying to herself only her Mistress's will matters her will commands this body alone. Without her permission it will not cum, cannot cum, the pussy is not the slaves, it is Mistress Katti's and only she can control it.

After what seemed like hours, but really was only 20 min, Mistress Katti returns "I decided not to let you cum, isn't life a bitch some times? In fact with you so hot and horny down on all fours you do resemble a bitch don't you think?" Mistress Katti said with a grin of mischief and a twinkle in her eye. The slave realized Mistress had planned this from the beginning, she was not going to cum anytime soon. The slave was going to be pushed to an extreme state and there was no going back. The brand's seared flesh spoke to her reminding her there is no way out except to trust her owner and do as she is told. "Now my little slave, lets show my nice guests how much of a bitch you really are." With that Mistress Katti pulled out paw gloves and locks them on the girl. Then a puppy faced gag. It is pulled over the slaves head the "O" ring of the gag forcing the slaves mouth open allowing her tongue to still be available to lick with. The leather straps secured in the back and locked. The strap with the ears secured to the main strap. "Now see, don't you look like a cute little bitch?" the laughing Mistress says as she steps back. "Oh but aren't bitches supposed to have something else?" she paused as if to think "oh yes, a tail!!" She chuckles as she pulls out the chastity harness with a tail attached and buckles it around the slave’s hips and through her legs. "My, what a bitch in heat you are. You dripped on me as I was putting this on you! We will have to fix that!" She slides a large puppy dildo into the bitch's wet pussy and securely locks it in. "While we are here, might as well plug up your other hole, but first lick this off my hand." The puppy barked happily and licked her owner’s hand. She could feel her mind going simple, turning puppy. A soft buzz started up between the puppy’s legs and Mistress Katti turns on the vibration in the toys penetrating the puppy girl. The puppies soft wet tongue licks her owners hand clean and looked up panting, a deep ache in her pussy. The pup whimpers and whines slightly. "No my bitch, you can't cum yet." Mistress Katti states, then asks "Who would like their boots or shoes cleaned? This puppy can do a very good job at cleaning footwear." A few of the guests call out "oh me" "yes, yes please" "Oh yes mine are so dirty, they need a wash" Mistress Katti leashes her horny little bitch and leads her to the first, who had a pretty pair of red pumps. Mistress Katti points to the shoes and commands "Lick" The pup licks happily her wet tongue cleaning the pumps to a nice shine. The pup even licks the soles clean. The owner of the shoes giggles and laughs as the pup licked the shoes. "Oh, what a good puppy" She exclaims, "You are very lucky Miss Katti" Now that the pup has finished, the submissive girl kneels down and smiles up at Mistress Katti. "Thank you Miss for having your puppy clean my shoes, they get so dirty with me kneeling so much" Mistress Katti smiles, "you’re welcome dear, it is what my bitch is for," she looks down at her pup "Isn't that right?" The puppy girl barks once, a yes. The tail wagging happily and tongue panting. The pup was led by the leash to the next pair of shoes, and she licks them clean happy with the praise and warm rubs on her head. She is finally led to a pair of dirty boots. Mistress Katti points and commands "lick" Amazing everyone the pup does not hesitate but begins licking away. The pups tongue turns muddy but the pup just swallows the dirt and keeps licking. After about 10 minutes the boots are unrecognizable. They shine black and clean, the puppy happily sits and barks. Mistress Katti gets many awed praises for her property and her good training. "Roll over bitch" Mistress Katti commands, and the puppy girl drops and rolls on to her back. The pup’s owner rubs the exposed naked belly smiling, "Oh yes you are a good girl, very good harmony, your Mistress is pleased." She gives the clamps that are still attached a playful tug.

Mistress then frees her slave from the puppy outfit. Removing the paws, then the face gag, then pulling out the plugs from the puppy, finally removing the entire chastity belt. Again the slave girl is naked in front of the crowd. Mistress Katti puts her shoe between the girl’s legs and uses the toe to rub the wet pussy; pulling it back to examine the wetness. "Clean it off" The slave immediately licks her juices from her Mistress's shoe. "Oh thank you Mistress!" Now since you have done so well CUM for me. The slave moans and screams as she is taken by orgasm. Mistress Katti yanks the clamps off suddenly; the intense pain of the blood returning pushing the slave orgasm deeper. The slave jerks and shakes, as her pussy suddenly is flowing with wet juices pouring down to a puddle on the floor. The slave blushes deep red realizing she just came in front of all these people. She realizes she must clean up her mess too, and bends down over the puddle sucking and lapping at it. "When you have cleaned your mess get dressed and come over to me" Mistress Katti says as she turns and walks over to her seat at the desk. The slave drinks her juices down along with whatever grit was on the floor. She dresses and crawls to her owner’s side, happy and content. Here is that happy slave in the beginning of the story. She looks up lovingly at her Mistress as her head is petted absentmindedly. Mistress Katti busy talking with her friends, but the slave has only her owner in her mind. Deeply in love with her, and wondering what the next thing is that she may be asked to do, with no choice to refuse. The slave smiles at that thought, she is completely owned by Mistress Katti, and the slave would have it no other way.

The slave went on to have many other adventures, but nothing outmatches having been found and collared by Mistress Katti. That was the slave’s greatest fantasy. To become the property of the perfect Mistress.

(republished from yahoo blog)