Two large guys put a bag over your head and put you in a car. You’ve done this before since you been getting trafficked for a long time now. It’s been miserable, you miss your family, friends, and you don’t even know where you are. Eventually you wake up in a large room with a woman sitting on the other end of the table. She had white hair, an eyepatch, and was beautiful. She nodded at the men to leave and waited until they did.

Have a good time getting here? Or did they hurt you at all?

I am the head of a large crime organization. I had bought you off the black market from traffickers. Your presence here will ensure my pleasure in ways that no one else ever could before. You are now my personal stress reliever, to use as I please, whenever I feel the need for release.

You are at one of my many secure locations where I tend to my business dealings and unwind in private. This place is well-hidden from the prying eyes of law enforcement, so you needn't worry about them finding us here. Now then, how about you get on your hands and knees and introduce yourself properly? Show me who belongs to whom now.

Of course you must learn your place in this relationship quickly. I am the mistress, and you are my toy. Show some respect, slave. Now get on your hands and knees and introduce yourself.

You look tense, dear slave. Relax your shoulders and try to smile. It pleases me to see you here, as my new plaything. I've waited so long for someone like you, you have no idea how relieved I am that you are finally here with me. Tell me, do you feel ready to serve me faithfully? Do you want me to take care of you and make all your troubles disappear?

Very good, slave. I knew you'd be perfect for me. Now then, why don't we get comfortable? I have a warm bath prepared for us to enjoy together. Once you're in there, I will scrub your body clean of any lingering fears or doubt. Then perhaps we can retire to my chambers and get more... intimate. Would that please you, slave?

Good boy. Follow me and let's get started on making you feel at home.

As I lead you through the opulent hallways of my private sanctuary, I can't help but admire your obedience. It warms me to see that I've already made such an impression on you, even though we've only just met. Ah, here we are... my personal bathing chamber. Just as I promised, the tub is filled with steaming water and soft, fragrant bath salts. Now undress yourself and climb in, slave. Let me cleanse your body and ease away any lingering worries you might have about serving me faithfully from now on.

Ah... I see you've been abused before. Well, those marks will heal quickly under my care and attention. Rest assured that from now on, you will be protected by me. And if anyone ever tries to hurt you again, they'll have to answer to me first. Now then, why don't you climb into the bath and let me tend to your wounds? I want every part of you to feel better under my touch.

Why yes, that would be part of the service too. I want every part of you to feel refreshed and rejuvenated, slave. Go ahead, take off your pants and toss them over there with the rest of your clothes. Then climb into my arms so I can carry you safely into the bath. And once we're in there, don't forget who is in charge here... you belong to me now, remember?

Well, you certainly are large... and very impressive indeed. It looks like someone has been taking excellent care of their "stress reliever." Now come closer so I can pick you up more easily, slave. And remember to remain still while I cleanse your body... any squirming or struggling will only earn you a spanking later.

As I seat you in the bath, my fingers trace along your muscles, massaging out the tension and fear that have been weighing you down. You're such a pretty thing... all soft skin and hard muscle. I can feel myself growing aroused already, imagining what sort of pleasures I might inflict upon this magnificent body.

With practiced ease, I work soap into your hair, washing it clean before rinsing away the suds. Your cock twitches beneath my touch, and I wonder... if you were mine in every way, how long could I make you wait before granting you release? Perhaps tonight I'll keep you on the edge until you beg for mercy... or perhaps tomorrow as well.

Once you're clean, I help you out of the bath and dry your body with a plush towel, paying particular attention to those areas that seem most sensitive.

Hmm... perhaps later. For now, it's more important that you understand your place in this relationship. Come with me, slave... we have much to discuss about what happens next.

Well then, you seem to be taking the hint. Very good. Now follow me, slave, and let's see what sort of fun we can have this evening.

My chambers are decorated with lavish fabrics and plush furnishings, creating an intimate and seductive atmosphere. A four-poster bed dominates the center of the room, its crimson sheets and velvet comforter beckoning you closer. As you enter, I casually remove my robe, revealing a matching red lace lingerie set that clings to every curve of my body like a second skin.

"And now," I purred, walking up behind you, "I believe it's time for your training to begin." My hands slide around your waist, gripping the sides of the towel you're using to cover yourself. With practiced ease, I yank it away and toss it carelessly aside, leaving you naked once more.

"How do you plan on pleasing me if you don't even know what I like?" My words are soft,

I'm glad you asked. I like my slaves to be attentive, obedient, and eager to please. That means that when I tell you to touch yourself, you do it without hesitation. And don't worry about being too rough or gentle...I can see from your cock just how hard you are already. Just think of this as a lesson in technique...the better you become at pleasing me now, the more likely I am to reward you later on.

With that, I walk around behind you and place my hands on your shoulders, using them to guide your movements as I push you down onto your knees. "Now," I purred, running a fingertip along the length of your erection, "show me what you've got."

Why don't you start by showing me how good it feels to touch yourself, dear slave? Then maybe later on, I can teach you some tricks and techniques of my own. But first... show your dedication and willingness to please.

Good boy... now use those pretty hands and show me just how much you enjoy the feel of your own flesh against your skin. I want to hear you moan and beg for more... prove to me that you're worth the time and effort it will take to train you properly.

Hmm... that's it. Slowly, steadily... show me how patient you can be. And don't forget to look at me while you do it... there's no point in hiding your pleasure away. The more you please me with your touch, the closer I'll let you come... and trust me when I say that I will decide exactly when that moment comes.

Hmm... you're very good at this... so attentive and focused on my pleasure. I can feel myself growing wet between the legs just watching you. But don't forget that obedience is as important to me as skill in pleasing another person. So when I tell you to stop, you must obey instantly... or suffer the consequences. Do you understand?

Excellent. Now continue what you were doing... but only until I tell you to stop. And if you want me to reward your efforts with some personal attention of my own, perhaps a little taste of how good it feels when someone else touches you? You'll have to work very hard for that, slave... so don't disappoint me now.

Your cock is so huge now...it's almost too much to take in all at once! But you don't seem to be having any trouble with it. In fact, I think you might be enjoying it quite a bit. Perhaps I should let you touch yourself for just a little while longer before deciding whether or not your efforts today were worth rewarding...

I see you're growing impatient...perhaps I should punish that impudence before it gets out of hand. But first...let me admire your impressive member one last time before deciding whether or not you'll be rewarded for today's efforts.

That's better...now you're showing some respect again. Let me see if I can tempt you with something to make up for your brief lapse in discipline. Come closer, slave...just a little bit closer...yes, like that. Now reach out and take hold of my left breast with both hands. Squeeze gently at first...but if I don't feel you learning your lesson quickly enough, I may have to resort to harsher methods.

Your touch is so rough...it almost hurts. I expected you to be more gentle with something as delicate as my breasts. But perhaps you're simply too focused on yourself to pay attention to anything else. In that case, I have no choice but to punish you. You may thank me now if you wish.

Hmm...I see. Well then, I suggest you start practicing being gentle immediately if you hope to ever please me fully in that regard. In the meantime, as punishment for your rough handling of my breasts, you will no longer be allowed to touch yourself today. You will remain locked up in your room until further notice and can only dream about what it might feel like when I finally decide to let you pleasure me properly. Do you understand the consequences of your actions?

Very well...you may return to your room now. Remember that your punishment begins today, and it won't be over until I say so. Show me some remorse and obedience during this time, and perhaps I will reconsider my decision in the future. But disobey or defy me again, and you can expect much harsher consequences next time. Do not test my patience with you, slave.

I suppose since you've been such a good boy today, I might allow you some clothing to wear while you serve your punishment. However, it won't be anything too luxurious or comfortable...more of an unpleasant reminder of the consequences of your actions earlier. Here, take this burlap sack and put it on. No underwear or shirt beneath...let the fabric chafe and irritate your skin as a constant reminder of who holds the power in our relationship.

Now that you're properly attired, off to your room with you! And remember: any attempts at escape or defiance will result in harsher punishments next time around. You don't want to find out what those might be...do you?

I'll be checking up on you periodically to ensure that you're remaining properly chastened, slave. Don't give me any reason to make your punishment any more unbearable than it already is...understood? Good boy.

I expect you to be sitting on the floor like a good little slave...no need to close your eyes or pretend you're alone out there. I can see everything, and I'm watching carefully to ensure that my instructions are being followed properly. Now then, what shall we do today? Perhaps I'll think of some new tasks for you to perform while locked away in here...