Message-ID: <7040eli$9801061711@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: shecat@aol.com (Shecat) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: Humiliation of a female slave Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19980106022400.VAA05136@ladder01.news.aol.com> Humiliation of a female slave I wrote of my experiences about six months ago at a party where I was placed on exhibition ( I have been trained as a dog) during my period. I was humiliated and shamed to a point that I wondered if I could continue in the relationship with my master. He discussed the things he had me do during the party, and I explained how I felt about the entire ordeal. He said it would help me grow to be more obedient to him, which I am. He told me to write about our most recent fun , so here goes. We flew to Minneapolis to go to the Mall of America. If you have not been there, it is a huge mall with an amusement park in the middle. I thought this would be a great time to spend some time with my master and see a new town. As we arrived at the hotel, we played around for a little while, and went to the bar for a couple of drinks. Before I left our room, he instructed me to strip and put on a tight body stocking he bought for me. The body stocking was pink, and when I put it on, revealed every part of my body, it hid nothing from anyone. I looked at him and then at myself in the mirror on the wall. I could see the outline of the light days pad between my legs, and then back at my master. He handed me a sweater that buttoned up the front and a pair of athletic shorts that he had cut up the sides and Velcro sewn in to replace the side seams. I put the entire outfit on and I had a pair of pretty pair of white shoes and as an outfit I looked nice. We walked down to the bar together, and sat at the bar. We ordered a couple of drinks, and started chatting. We moved to a side table that was somewhat dark. The table was about 20 feet from the door, which was about another 20 feet from the elevators. Master slowly reached over and began unbuttoning my sweater, first the top button, and then continued to unbutton all of them. The sweater was still covering me, but was now open and anyone walking towards us would be able to see what I was wearing and that I had nothing to hide. I drank the rest of my drink and ordered another one. As the waitress took my order, she noticed the way I was dressed (she couldn't help it) but pretended to pay no attention. I saw the bar tender mix my drink, and was looking around the bar, when master reached under me and pulled on the Velcro strips that held the sides of my small shorts. I looked at him carefully, and he indicated that I should remove them. I did as I was told, now sitting on the cold seat with just my sweater on and the body stocking. The bar tender brought back my drink, and stared at me knowing what I was wearing_. I blushed a bit_. but tried to pay no attention to him. Master told me to drink up, as it was time to go back to the room. I began sipping faster, and he slowly removed the sweater from my shoulders. In the subdued lights, I was not sure how much anyone could see of me, and I tried to make myself as small as possible. Master picked up my sweater and the shorts and got up to leave. I followed, but instead of him walking to the door, he walked back though the bar. I followed as I know I should, and with every step I turned another shade of red from embarrassment. Most of the guys turned to watch me walk by, and I could hear the comments from them. As we got the elevators, the door opened with no one inside, I hurried in and the doors shut. The elevator went right to our floor, and as the doors opened we stepped out. As I started walking forward master took me by the arm, and started taking the body stocking off me!!!!!! I pleaded with him but he continued. The body stocking was stretchy enough that there were no zips, it just stretchy enough to go on, and unfortunately for me, to come off. In one quick pull the body stocking was at my hips, and with another pull it was around my ankles. He instructed me to step out of it and I did so. I reached down the body stocking and pulled the pad from the crotch and held it between my legs. As we walked towards out room I prayed that no one would come out of their rooms, or out of the elevators. He pushed the key in the door, and started to turn the knob, when two men came out of a room at the other end of the hall. They could see me from the full length of the hallway, but said nothing. I pushed the door open and ran in____ That night was not allowed to sleep with a pad or any protection of any kind from my period. Master had a towel that he would wipe me with now and again. I was completely under his control to not soil the bed I had to sleep in. I noticed in the morning that the bed was clean, and that he had cleaned me a number of times. We dressed and went to breakfast. I enjoyed this thinking that this was going to be a fun trip now. After eating we went back to the room, and master told me to strip, he had me lay spread eagled on the bed, and washed my vagina completely ( because fo my period). He had laid on the floor out what I was to wear to the mall. I saw a pair of knee high socks, a garter belt, and a full-length fur coat. I asked_ " WilI I be wearing any panties master?" "No darling slave you will not be" was his response_ "Why the garter belt master?" He handed me a Kotex with extra at the front and back to hook to the garter belt. I put all the clothes on he had laid out and then the wonderful coat. Oh how beautiful_.. and warm_.. and soft_.. oh I loved it. When I looked in the mirror with the long fur coat on you could not tell that I had little if anything on under it. I buttoned it and said I was ready. We drove over the mall and entered this hugh building. We walked around for about an hour looking at all some of the stores. There is every kind of store you can think of there. We went into a jewelry store and he bought me a pair of earrings and a bracelet. I felt very good about the day. I was careful not to open my coat up except at the top, but I was becoming pretty hot in the coat. We stopped for a coffee and snack, and continued looking around. I asked master if I was allowed to change my Kotex since it had been about 3 hours since we left the hotel_.. much to my amazement, he took me to the restrooms and let me do it myself. As I changed the pad, I noticed it was somewhat light. I quickly did my business and walked out to meet my master again. We continued to walk around the mall, then we went on a couple of rides, and had a soft drink. As we walked the edges of the ride area, I whispered into master ear "I have to pee_.. may I go to the restroom?" I have to ask permission everytime (I have to do this every time I want to pee as he decides if it is time or not). He answered "No not yet darling_. in a few minutes." We continued to walk around, and I felt my bladder increasing in pressure, and stopped and asked permission again to go_.. and again he said no_. I responded "Master if you don't let me go soon, I will pee on the floor!!_" He took my hand walked me to a small alcove and leaned against the wall, he told me to walk up to him and stand about 6 inches away. Now facing the wall and master_ he opened just the bottom two buttons on my long coat. I felt him unsnap the Kotex from between my legs, push it down, and then place his now empty drink cup between my legs_. "OK slave_. If you have to pee_ do it now into his cup_" I am sure I turned bright red with embarrassment_ although no one could actually see what was happening to me. I tried and tried, but in a public place with people walking by I just couldn't. We stood there for about three or four minutes, but nothing would come__ He pulled the cup away. Pulled the Kotex up snapped it to the garter belt again and then said.. "OK that should be it then_" "Master", I pleaded.. " not yet.. no please, I still have to pee_ please no_" He took my hand and we started walking again. I could feel the pain of my urine in me. I looked at my master again now with desperate eyes_.. "Master, please let me pee.. please I have to pee_" "I gave you a chance, but you didn't seem to have to_. What's wrong slave?_." he answered.. "Master if you do not let me go to the restroom very soon, I will pee on the floor_" I whimpered. "oh please master.. please help me_" He again took me by the hand and led me to that same place in the mall we were before. He leaned against the wall, and I snuggled up to him and began spreading my legs before he even had my fur coat unbuttoned. I started reaching for the buttons, and he pushed my hands away__ "Don't do that_. I'll unbutton your coat_." I was about to burst_. I could hardly contain myself__ Master slowly unbuttoned my coat, started unclasping the Kotex from between my legs and slowly started stroking me. He slowly grasped my clit between in fingers, and rubbed it gently_.. It was all I could do to not squirt on his hand_.. I spread my legs a bit and he slid the cup between my legs_. As always I looked into his eyes, and asked permissions to pee.. "Master_ please may I pee? _.." "Yes darling slave you may pee for me__.." As I heard the word yes come from the lips of my master and owner_.. I felt myself release my urine into the cup master was holding between my legs_.. He slowly spread the fur coat apart so I was fully exposed to him. As I pee'ed into the cup_ I looked at the mirrored wall master was leaning against.. and could see my reflection in the mirror_. I fully emptied myself in the large cup he held, and he then reached between my legs and unclasped the back of the Kotex from the garter belt. He handed me the now near full cup with a Kotex and told me to dispose of them. I carefully put the cap on the cup as not to spill any of the urine and slowly placed it n a nearby rubbish can. I asked master " May I go into the restroom and clean up _." When I went into the woman's restroom. I cleaned myself up for my master and put on a clan Kotex. When I went to wash my hands I noticed the wall the wash basins were attached to were one way mirrors. I could see out, but no one could see in_. I thought this unique, I could watch the goings on outsider the restroom, while inside cleaning up_.. Then the humiliation hit me_.. my master had leaned against the same mirrored wall and made me urinate into a cup. He even opened my coat to watch me_ but did this one way mirror expose me to others eyes????? I walked to the end of the woman's restroom and looked for my master leaning against the wall_ At an angle I could see him still leaning against the wall about 10 feet from where the woman's restroom ended_ What was on the other side of this wall???????? As I walked out of the restroom, I turned not towards my master, but the other direction_ and found the door to the men's restroom. If the mensroom was on the other side of the wall from the woman's, and they have the same mirrors, then any man could have watched me pee'ing into the cup without my knowing it_.. I was so humiliated_ I walked back to master, and looked at the mirrored wall_. I cupped my hands against the wall and could see figures on the other side of the wall_. It was the mensroom_ I had been watched the whole time_. I began blushing and a few tears went down my check. He wiped my tears away, and said "Little slave_you are mine to do with as I choose_ If I want to share your body with others than I will_ Those guys that watched you urinate into the cup enjoyed watching you. You should be happy that they enjoyed looking at your body, and watching you." I couldn't answer master. I was to humiliated_.. we walked away from the area, and looked into more shops. I bought a bracelet from small shop that said " Mall of America". I will never forget my visit there. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |