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AVAILABLE FOR FREE COLLECTION male-born , age 35, seeking to be used as feminised no-limit slavedollsex toy. Experienced and versatile with low pain threshold. WOULD SUIT Intelligent Man with wit, cynicism and huge amounts of perversion. Ideal for use as cock-warmer, rubberdoll, toilet, maid, or similar. Wishes no contact with vanilla life, access to communications or money. Needs to have no ability at all to make choices or decisions. REMEMBER a slave is for life, not just for weekends! Prospective owner must have cupboard or similar storage facility.
3/12/2018 2:45:59 PM
i wish i was sucking cock right now.
12/13/2017 5:08:51 PM
https://greatdreamlandruins.tumblr.com/post/168519625183/fuck-me-i-wish-everything-about-my-life
10/9/2017 5:33:25 AM
https://greatdreamlandruins.tumblr.com/post/166215127793/finding-my-master
8/19/2017 5:08:06 AM
If only someone was coming to take me away forever tonight
6/8/2017 1:20:05 PM

"Serving"

It stands in the corner of the room.

 

It has recently returned from its third breast surgery in the past year. Its breasts have been expanded from nothing at all, to a minimally-acceptable E. Nipple-stretching has now started. A barbel sits horizontally through each nipple, in front of a stretching ring. Master intends to pull each one out to at least half an inch.

 

Its cock and balls have also been enlarged, although of course they remain in strict chastity. Heavy weights are being used to slowly stretch its scrotum, and a stainless steel tube linked to its cock piercings keeps its cock nicely unusable but its sensitive head tenderly exposed. It has a hollow urethral sound, with a rubber tube slipped over the end. Today the other end of the tube is midway down its throat. Recycling.

 

A wide plastic tube keeps its anus permanently open. Master replaces it with a wider tube at the start of each month. If it were fucked, the hard plastic would ensure it would feel no pleasure.

 

Its head is shaved, better to fit the rubber hoods it usually wears. Its lips are tattooed permanently with bright red “lipstick”, its eyebrows tattooed on, its eyes tattooed with “eyeshadow”. No need to make it up every morning. Its teeth have been removed; its tongue is pierced with a line of studs. At the end of the line, a ring can be used for bondage or for a leash. A posture collar saves it from the stress and worry of having to decide which way its head might face.

 

It balances carefully in ankle-length ballet boots over latex stockings. The locking ankle cuffs over the top of the boots are superfluous for bondage purposes, but provide a handy anchoring point, or somewhere to attach a chain to ensure it does not get above its station by taking too large a step at any point. Its feet have been continually in ballet boots of one form or another, other than when it is being cleaned, for about 10 months now.

 

Its arms are behind its back, in a tight heavy rubber armbinder, its hands in rubber bondage mittens. Occasionally it is allowed some movement in its arms, but when not necessary, this is its usual restraint. Cinching in the straps pushes its fresh new breasts proudly forward for everyone to enjoy. Its hands are rarely out of the bondage mittens, unless it has been dressed in latex gloves and told to fondle a cock.

 

It is not blindfolded today, but its eyes stare forward emptily. The room is busy, but it does not let itself make eye contact with any of the people or slaves in the room. It learned very quickly that making eye contact with a person was a crime that would invite very severe punishments. After one such, it has never been able to speak, and knows it must not risk whatever it might lose next for another transgression. Today it is waiting to be an intimate toilet servant – when any of the people in the room need it, it must go and serve with mouth and tongue, however they need or require. Some visitors will just use it quickly and clinically. Others will use it, then expect it to keep “cleaning” them until they reach orgasm. Some more will deliberately tease it, moving their hips as their anus dilates to try to decorate the toilet's face with their shit. They know that if the toilet does not manage to swallow everything, that if anything is left on its face, it will automatically attract a dirty punishment. One of the visitors today owns a stud of horses, and owes the toilet's Master a favour...

 

One of the guests walks up to the toilet, and takes hold of the ring on its collar to lead it away to the bathroom. One of the more cruelly teasing guests. She has a glint in her eye, as she takes the toilet away...

5/23/2017 1:47:00 PM
Have moved house to somewhere cheaper - an anonymous room in a shared house.  It's very bare and i'm often alone; i wonder what i should do...
3/20/2017 3:19:58 AM
"Do you take this man to be your lawful wedded Master?" said the priest. "To have and to hold, to obey and follow, to silently serve and never disobey, for as long as you both shall live?" "I do," she answered. "Do you take this girl to be Your lawful wedded slave?" the priest continued. "To have and to hold, to command and control, to take her humanity and transform her however You wish, for as long as you both shall live?" "I do," he said, standing in his traditional grey wedding suit. The bride's dress was rather less traditional: all of her outfit was in white latex, dress, veil and stockings. It was relatively demure and came up to her neck, fully covering her breasts, slowly being enlarged by hormone treatment. It was split to the top of the thigh, but only on the left, so her cock and balls stayed out of sight. She had not cum since accepting her engagement, and her balls were constricted by a tight metal ring at their base. "Something blue," He had said. "Do You have the ring and collar?" said the priest. The best Man passed over a ring gag, which He placed in her mouth and buckled tightly behind her head. He followed this up with a thick rubber posture collar, which again he placed around her neck, forcing her chin up, and buckled and locked closed. "I now pronounce you Owner and property," said the priest. "May You take it away from the aisles of humanity, and keep it by Your side forever. You may kiss the bride." He placed his tongue through the ring of her gag, touched hers, and clipped His leash to her collar. Her real life was starting.
2/22/2017 3:16:01 PM
It's been a while since i posted any fantasies on here. Let me know if You think i should try to write more.
2/3/2017 4:24:47 PM
My Kik username is the same as here, if anybody wants to chat.
2/3/2017 3:38:35 PM
Apparently one town in the South south of England has three doms all of the same age all of whom tend to log into this site at similar times. There's a coincidence!
12/20/2016 3:12:29 AM
People at work keep using the words "Master" and "slave". It's very distracting!
12/2/2016 12:10:20 AM
Really wishing my holes were all filled with big rubber cocks right now...
11/24/2016 10:05:50 AM
British Doms! Worried about the new restrictive pornography legislation? What you need is ... a powerless sex doll slave to act Your fantasies out on instead! ;)
11/12/2016 2:03:49 PM
Does anyone make chilli-infused lube?
10/10/2016 5:19:53 PM
At heart, i just want to be a 50s housewife, happily keeping home for my Master. Happily doing my chores in chastity and buttplug. Happily doing my chores in stockings and heels. Happily spending my days locked in the house. Happily cooking His dinner in posture collar, hood and ring gag. Happily kneeling because a girl like me doesn't use furniture. Happily waiting for Him to get home. Happily serving Him dinner then eating the leftovers from a bowl on the floor. Happily kneeling at His feet. Happily attending to His toilet needs. Happily letting him use my holes, and happily kneeling by His bed whilst He chains me to it, all ready for the next day. That's how a 50s housewife lived, wasn't it?
8/11/2016 10:36:14 AM
It's a shame motorway services have so many security cameras because they are such anonymous places to be "taken" from. i'm sitting parked up to eat a quick snack, next to a big white windowless van, wishing it had a "nice" Man and lots of rope and chain inside it x
7/16/2016 7:04:19 AM
When it first arrived this slave might not be as feminine as You require, so some makeup practice might be called for. This slave has been imagining how it might be done. Sitting at a dressing table, its latex-gloved wrists shackled on a chain long enough for it to reach its face. Sitting on a dildo stool to get some ass-stretching practice in too, its feet locked into ballet boots. A camera is watching it, always recording, so Master can check up on it later. All it has to do is constantly perfect its makeup, remove it, over and over, until it can do it without thinking. Some days will be full-face; other days it will be hooded, and have to concentrate solely on lips and eyes.
6/16/2016 9:58:52 AM
Off on a camping trip - not as a rubber gimp unfortunately. i wonder what jobs a shemale rubber gimp could do on a camping trip.
5/30/2016 4:00:34 PM
Now have a kik account - same username as this one
4/10/2016 3:12:53 PM
Ooh: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2-YTdu844Y8
2/27/2016 6:18:39 AM
The best contribution I could make to a Man's life is probably to be permanently plumbed in in His bathroom.
2/16/2016 6:08:19 AM
How lovely it would be to be blindfolded at all times, except for when Men's cocks are in front of my face.
1/31/2016 3:51:00 PM
I might be a slave, i might need extreme treatment, but giving you my phone number on my second message to you is never going to happen
1/31/2016 3:21:52 PM
If anyone was reading my tumblr - it got deleted by them. No apparent reason. So I have a new one; it will take a while to get going of course. http://greatdreamlandruins.tumblr.com/
1/19/2016 3:18:08 PM
Is it time to give up on this site?
12/26/2015 4:26:13 PM
Maybe by next Christmas i'll be locked away as a full time sex slave. Maybe meeting my Master is just around the corner. Just...maybe x
10/26/2015 4:12:48 PM
How lovely it would be to be trapped in a Real Man's constant embrace. The collar a symbol of His hands round me. Dressed so that everyone can see an owned slave. Why don't girls' clothes have pockets? Because Master won't let them have keys or money!
10/11/2015 6:05:29 AM
Visiting West Yorkshire this week, if anyone in the region is reading...
9/20/2015 4:21:03 AM
Profile updated again. Had an interesting public gag idea. Get a tongue piercing and a medusa piercing. Put a long bar through both together with a large ball screwed on each end. Result: mouth has to stay tightly closed but with little external sign.
6/3/2015 5:29:30 AM
Profile updated - decided to cut it down to the basics
5/1/2015 12:00:14 PM
Another trip to the West Midlands this weekend, if anyone wants to spot what i look like in a vanilla context.
4/16/2015 11:34:22 AM
The warm weather is making me excited.  i see girls and boys walking down the street and wish i was dressed up for summer - a tiny floaty skirt, lightweight summer chastity device topped with a lacy bow, hold-up fishnets, heels, and only a rubber hood and collar to identify me as a latex-loving slave.

3/14/2015 7:06:59 AM
My ideal Man will keep me in a cupboard in His bedroom when not in use.

Some evenings He will put me there, corsetted,  hooded, standing in ballet boots, arms in an armbinder,  and then He will go out for the night. He will bring back a girl and fuck her on His bed, and she will have no idea that His regular sex toy is bound and tied a few feet away.
3/4/2015 2:41:23 PM
Wishing there was someone genuine out there right now...
2/11/2015 2:46:32 PM
If any Masterful Men in the West Midlands are reading this... i'm going to be on the Worcs/Shrops. border area on Sunday...
2/5/2015 5:28:00 AM
So how has 2015 been for You so far, reader?

Mine...well, i still have the freedom to come onto this site and write this. But hopefully things are slowly looking up.
1/7/2015 8:42:07 AM
So a new year... i wonder what's on the horizon for me. Hopefully a heavy collar and a chunky chastity device between my legs! 
12/31/2014 6:42:53 AM
Best wishes to everyone for 2015!
12/9/2014 7:38:08 AM
Are there any illustrators out there who'd like to collaborate on something?
10/24/2014 3:36:57 PM
Speculation...

I pull up my car in a remote layby on a country road.  It is night, and with no passing traffic it is completely dark.  The only light to be seen is the tail lights of the other car already parked there.

I check the number plate of the car in front.  It is His.

I turn my car off, turn off its lights, and get out.  Shivering slightly in the cold air, I walk over to His car.  I open the boot, and climb inside.  The dim interior light is bright enough to read a note: "GET IN AND GET DRESSED".  Using the rope He has thoughtfully attached, I pull it shut, locking myself in.

He starts up the engine, and the car moves off.  Slowly, I wriggle out of the clothes I was wearing.  In the corner of the boot is a small bag that I can just reach.  Inside is the only thing I need to wear for now: a dildo gag.  I put it in my mouth, fasten the straps behind my head, and start sucking.
8/13/2014 8:46:20 AM
Speculative idea: would anyone want to watch a live webcam feed of an objectified bondage toy - say, one that was live with the slut bound and in role maybe 18hrs per day? Would you pay a subion to be able to dip in and out whenever you wanted? And how much would you pay? How would you recommend someone setting up that sort of thing market it to distinguish it from all the similar things that are already out there?
8/12/2014 5:03:40 AM
There seems to be an awful lot of people on here who, once you've been chatting for a bit, turn out to be "unable to accommodate"
8/4/2014 2:44:31 PM
i don't want to criticize... but not many of the Men on here seem to be genuinely daring. Most just seem to want a vanilla partner who they can spank now and again.
6/25/2014 1:58:04 PM
All this hot weather makes me wish i was tightly bound in rubber even more
4/13/2014 5:33:01 AM
Warmer weather always makes this slut feel hornier
2/23/2014 2:30:06 PM
Can't help wishing my face was trapped between a strong Man's thighs right now
1/6/2014 1:05:13 PM

Suggestions for modifying the face of a doll-slave:

 

Make a vertical slit in the centre of each lip, to turn the mouth into a diamond. Remove all teeth. Split the tongue and pierce both halves with several barbells. Fit a large ring to the septum. Remove all hair and tattoo to provide permanent makeup.

1/6/2014 3:08:28 AM

Happy New Year! But what should slave's resolutions be?

11/11/2013 6:27:23 AM

The best Men are like M&Ms - they cum in your mouth, not in your hand

10/31/2013 8:58:23 AM

Is anyone going to offer this slave a trick or a treat? ;-)

10/30/2013 3:28:54 AM

Thinking more and more about being gagged forever ... mouth constantly held open, tongue pierced

9/26/2013 7:05:12 AM
slave is wondering if it is possible to pump an inflatable gag full of a liquid that thickens under pressure, like a mixture of cornflour and water...
9/15/2013 11:42:14 PM
Getting up in the morning. If only my morning routine was a case of swapping my overnight lingerie for my latex uniform, kneeling open-holed at a Man's bedside to relieve him, before starting my daily chores!
6/15/2013 3:15:45 PM

It's always intriguing to see the difference in personality of different nationalities of Man on here...

5/23/2013 10:08:56 AM
Visiting Germany soon for a couple of weeks...
5/16/2013 7:24:21 AM
What sort of chastity is best for a shemale sex doll? The sort of device that tucks its genitals away to give a smooth feminine shape? Or the sort of device that stretches them out, makes sure they leave a bulge at the front of its skirt or hang down below its hemline?
4/6/2013 11:45:39 AM

Right now: wishing there were big, firm cocks sliding into each hole and filling me up...

2/11/2013 2:12:58 PM

Dear Sir...

 

Take me and trap me, enclose and transform me.  Turn me into a creature of pure sensation and desire.

 

Take my skin and mark me, on hand, leg, ass and face.  Make it clear to those who see me i am here to receive Men.

 

Take my flesh and pierce it, in nose, tongue and genitals.  Make sure I can be pulled, tugged and bound.

 

Take my senses and lock them up in hard, solid metal.  All the pleasure i have is for others to take, not me to use.

 

Take my body and wrap it up in rubber, latex, leather.  Bind it on the outside so i move only when You say.

 

Take my holes and fill them, with stretchers, toys and plugs.  Make sure i am ready to receive at any time.

 

Take my mind, and twist it.  Use it, discard it.  When no thoughts are left, then i will be perfect.

1/18/2013 1:31:11 AM

Snow day!

1/13/2013 1:45:28 AM
Wishing i was starting the day with a plugged ass and a cock to suck on.
12/21/2012 3:47:25 PM

"Standing position"

 

The rubberslave stands in the hallway, waiting for its Master to return.

 

On its head is a black latex hood, the base of which is covered by a stiff black neck corset, a bar at the front of the corset holding its chin high.  The hood has no openings other than a breathing tube in each nostril, but the mouth area is covered by a thin latex bag which extends into the doll's mouth.  A dildo has been placed in its mouth, and, if it were not for the neck corset, the slave would find it almost impossible to hold onto the dildo through the slippery wet rubber.  As it is, the dildo is constantly trying to drop futher into the slave's throat, constantly training its gag reflex.

 

The slave's body is covered with a black latex catsuit, with holes to expose its newly-fitted breast implants with large, deep embedded piercings.  Its arms are held tight in an armbinder, and below the new breasts is a tightly laced corset.  Below that, its former male genitals are still visible, with tight metal rings keeping them hard.  One ring at base of cock and balls is tight enough to keep everything engorged, and further rings around each ball are stretching the slave's scrotum until it will make a nice slack pussy.  A fourth ring at the base of its former glans is weighted, pulling the slave's hard cock downwards, but a rod on the underside of this ring pushes backwards and stretches the balls a painful inch further downwards for every inch the penis droops.

 

The doll is standing in shiny black ballet heels.  It cannot yet walk in them, although it has been warned that it only has a few more days left to learn - after the end of this week it will lose all its other shoes.  Right now it is trying to stand still, as every wobble makes the rest of its body sway and wobble painfully.  However, after a few hours, this position is very tiring.  Hopefully Master will be coming home soon!

 

12/5/2012 1:47:29 AM
Christmas slave thoughts! Red latex catsuit with black tinsel-trimmed maid uniform on top, with baubles and sleighbells hanging from every clamp or piercing!
11/29/2012 4:14:13 PM

Genital torture idea:

 

Put some sort of very restrictive piercings in the head of my cock - maybe a cage around the glans, held in place with piercing bars.  Make sure there is a ring at the tip of the cage.

 

Put a plug in my ass that definitely won't come out - such as one that expands once inside.  Make sure there is a ring on its base.  Pull my cock sharply back between my legs, and lock the cock and plug together.

 

Put a line of rings down each side of my scrotum.  When my cock is pulled sharply back, pressing my balls to either side, fold my balls and scrotum around it, chaining through the rings to make sure all is held tight.

10/4/2012 12:23:38 PM

A body mod idea:

 

My lips pierced with 4 large holes, two on the bottom, two on the top.  each hole is actually more in the flesh either side than in the lips themselves.

 

In the back of my throat is mounted a rubber tube, right at the very back.  At first it will make me feel that i am constantly gagging, before my throat goes numb.  Two bars are attached to the rubber tube, sticking forwards out of my mouth.  They are welded to two vertical rods, and each rod goes through 1 hole in the top lip and 1 hole in the bottom lip.  The vertical rods have large decorative balls on each end to stop them passing through the lip holes.

 

 

12/22/2011 7:33:41 AM

i guess it's too late now to be the present under an Owner's Christmas tree!

11/9/2011 8:35:03 AM

A new story i've been thinking of - more of a bondage scenario really.

 

The sex doll has spent the day cleaning the house.  Her outfit is fairly normal - for a sex doll.  5" heels, for practicality; latex stockings; a tiny skirt; a tight, tight corset; then posture collar, latex hood, and latex gloves.  To complete the look, a ring gag, and ankle cuffs with a 4" chain.  She has spent the day shuffling round the house, cleaning the floors, dusting the furniture, washing Master's laundry.

 

Now her work is done for the day - but it is still a few hours before Master is home.  So she follows the final part of that day's instructions.  In the kitchen is a post, with a ring attached just above head height, and an open padlock.  Near it, a strange piece of furniture.  A box, with a hinged lid.  The lid's handle, though, is on the inside.  When the box is closed, half-moons on the lid and base form holes.

 

The sex doll stands in front of the pole, her back to the box.  Tipping her head back, she sticks her tongue out through the ring gag.  Her tongue has a wide-gauged hole, about half way down it.  The doll padlocks her tongue to the ring.

 

Next, she reaches behind her.  Her hands both grasp the handle on the inside of the box's lid, and pull it closed, trapping her hands inside the box.  Clips on the lid stop her pushing it open again.

 

She stands, fixed in place.  Her tongue firmly locked to the pole's ring, her hands trapped in the box behind her.  She stands, and waits, until Master is there to give her more to do.

 

10/24/2011 2:06:26 PM

On this site there seems to be lots of 20-something men and lots of 50-something men - but not many in between!  Oh for a 40-year-old Master to carry me away!

7/24/2011 9:23:30 AM

Looks like someone's worked out how to steal profiles on this site!  Apparently had a profile view yesterday from a "domme" but didn't view "hers" back - and today I've noticed lots of profiles which look to have been taken over by a porn site with the same name as that "domme".  Be careful out there!

6/3/2011 12:06:30 PM

So hot today!  It's a day for wearing seamed stockings, not latex ones!

5/25/2011 3:40:12 PM

Are there any illustrators out there who would be interested in working with this slave on some story ideas?

3/11/2011 8:54:09 AM
A scenario i've been thinking about. i agree to meet my permanant Master in a quiet wood. As arranged, i am stood facing a tree, a short distance from the road. He approaches behind me, and slips a hood over my head. He guides me to the boot of his car. By the time He takes the blindfold off, i have been placed in a box. It has a small opening at one end, but i can only see things placed directly in front of the hole. If i am ever taken out of the box, my blindfold goes back on. Otherwise, all i ever see are the cocks that come to the box to be sucked. Are there any Men who like the sound of this?
3/7/2011 7:52:03 AM
A few years ago, i remember seeing an interesting piece of artwork: a double-picture of a girl in a wedding dress. One side showed the outside of her outfit; the other side showed the inside, and that she was a shemale in rather extreme concealed bondage. Does anyone know of this picture, or a similar one?
2/28/2011 7:48:19 AM
i'm not sure that last story really worked very well - it could have used some more work. have been thinking how nice it would be to be kidnapped by a foreign Master and taken to a non-English-speaking country. There, He could teach me the few phrases that a sex toy would need to know - and nothing more :)
2/18/2011 2:22:03 AM
Not sure the last story worked very well - i'll have to think of something else to write!
1/27/2011 8:07:43 AM
(The final part of the current story) As the sex doll walked down the street, tottering on its heels, restrained by its hobble chain, its painful, hard cock forcing up the hem of its tiny pleated skirt, it wondered what all the passers-by thought of it, this strange multi-sexual sex toy. It saw confused men staring at it, their crotches still bulging but their heads wishing they were not. It saw teenage girls point and laugh, and older women try their hardest to look away. After what seemed like an endless walk, Master led the sex doll into a shop: a piercing studio. It hobbled through the waiting room, and straight into the piercer's studio itself. "Aah, here you are," said the piercer. "As we discussed?" "As we discussed," Master replied. The piercer started to get to work, pulling the doll's skirt out of the way and painting disinfectant on the doll's genitals. The doll, unable to see what was going on, felt a sharp, severe pain. Then another, then another, and before long it had lost track of the number of times it had felt the needle. It felt cold steel against its cock and balls, cold steel clamped and screwed into place, cold steel inside its urethra. "There we are," said the piercer, finally. "All firmly controlled now. The rings at the base of the cock and the balls are screwed tight, and the piercing bars stop them moving. The glans ring can be tightened or loosened, to taste, and the sounding bar can be extended or retracted. *This* ring is the one to pull if you want to flatten its cock and balls and make it look like a girl; tightening *this* screw will make them all stand to attention." "Perfect," said Master. "My sex doll gets better every day. Time to go home, now." (the end)
1/21/2011 3:06:46 AM
The continuation of yesterday's story. The sex doll and its Master are enjoying a drink in a cafe - the sex doll, unusually, has had its chastity device removed. Master smiled, as He watched the doll sipping its drink. "I made sure there was a little extra in your drink," He said. "Something that is faked in all the best online shops, an almost guaranteed cause of priapism. Once you have it, those pretty ribbons will make sure it doesn't go away." The doll stiffened slightly: it suddenly realised that, yes, something felt different between its legs. It tried in vain to think of things to take the throb away: coldness, ugly things: but its mind kept coming back to sex, and the incongruous penis between its legs kept growing harder. It started to wince from the pressure of the ribbons tied around it. "Come along," said Master, and the doll carefully stood up to leave the cafe. Its penis bobbed up and out, just as Master had planned, holding up the front of the doll's little pleated miniskirt. Master placed cuffs on the doll's ankles, over its heels and stockings, and joined them by a 6-inch chain. The doll hobbled out of the cafe, its hard cock bobbing from side to side with each small step, its sensitive tip rubbing on the pleats of the skirt, every passer-by able to see what the doll really was. (to be concluded...)
1/20/2011 7:43:50 AM
A new story "A trip out" Master, unusually, was doing the sex doll's makeup, very carefully. China-white thick foundation, thick enough to cover the slave's tattoos, and ruby-red rosebud lips. The doll wondered what was going on. "You've been a very good doll," He said. "You deserve a trip out of the house." The doll definitely wondered what was going on. Master dressed the doll in an outfit that was almost demure enough to go out in. A tight corset, hold-up stockings, 6" heels, and elbow-length gloves. Unusually, He took off the doll's chastity device, instead tightly tying a ribbon around the base of the doll's cock and balls. Tight, but nowhere near as painful as the chastity the doll was used to. Another ribbon, tied in a pretty bow, went around the base of the doll's glans. A tiny, wrap-around pleated skirt, almost long enough to cover the doll's ass cheeks, covered its modesty. The doll's arms were strapped to its sides, and a short cape, hiding this bondage, finished the outfit off. ------- The doll turned heads as it walked down the street. Its eyes automatically went to the crotches of the men who passed, noticing the growing bulge in each. Still, it wondered just what its Master had planned. Especially when its Master led it to a cafe, for a refreshing drink. It sat down, sipped through a straw, and wondered what was going on... (to be continued)
12/23/2010 8:36:57 AM
Nearly Christmas now - if only i was going to be spending Christmas night tied up under the tree, waiting for everyone to want to play with their toy in the morning...
12/10/2010 2:39:17 AM
A few years ago this slave read a scat story about a slave who was forced to wear a transparent latex catsuit continuously for several weeks - you can imagine the results! Does anyone know where this slave could find a copy of this story again - or if it would be practical to do in real life?
11/5/2010 5:25:23 AM
Another story "The sex doll stood in the window" The sex doll stood in the window. On the second floor, so it could not be seen by passers-by. It watched the landscape outside, but could not see passers-by either, because its posture collar stopped it looking down. The sex doll stood in the window. A latex hood covered its head. A penis-shaped gag in its mouth squirted a jet of warm liquid down its throat every few minutes. The doll was wearing a condom on its tongue, so it could not taste what the liquid was. Sometimes it wondered, but not very often. The sex doll stood in the window. At first in its training its arms had been tied behind its back, hand to elbow and elbow to hand. For the past week, though, its arms had been pushed into a reverse prayer for 10 hours per day. At first it had hurt, painfully. Now, maybe it hurt less, or maybe the doll had stopped noticing as much. The sex doll stood in the window. A tight corset wrapped its waist, restricting its breathing and making it slightly light-headed. Over the corset and over its armbinding it wore a tight latex catsuit. The sex doll stood in the window. A catheter was inserted into its cock, a rubber tube dangling down into a collection bag. The bag hung from a tight cuff around the base of the doll's testicles, slowly growing heavier, slowly hurting more and more. The sex doll stood in the window, a recorded mantra playing, over and over, into its ears. "Sex dolls exist to serve their Master." It was said and repeated every five seconds. In the few hours since the doll had been dressed this morning, it had listened to the mantra around three thousand, seven hundred and thirty-five times. The sex doll stood in the window, constantly trying to balance on the points of its ballet boots. It was starting to get used to it, now, although it took constant concentration. The sex doll stood in the window. Sex dolls exist to serve their Master. Sex dolls exist to serve their Master. The sex doll stood in the window. Sex dolls exist to serve their Master. Sex dolls exist to serve their Master.
10/22/2010 2:17:52 AM
The last couple of stories have had some good feedback, so i thought i'd try to write more. if You read them and like them, please tell me! "Guest of honour" "Welcome to the party," He said, to the busy room. "We're holding it to celebrate the completion of our new slave's first stage of training." "The boy - as it was - was kidnapped voluntarily three months ago - and since then has discovered how difficult his fantasies really are. he's come through it, though - largely because, as we keep it prisoner, it has no choice! All of the training has been videoed, though, and the titles 'New Toy's Oral Training' and 'New Toy's First Day In The Toilet' are selling particularly well. Gentlemen, I give you: the toy we took." The doors at the end of the room opened, and two naked men, both hard, wheeled a small platform into the room. On it was the slave, on all fours. An open-face rubber hood revealed the words "sex doll" tattooed on its forehead, and its ruby-red lips were kept apart by a ring gag. Its arms, in shiny black latex gloves, were doubled up, resting on elbows, wrists cuffed to shoulders. A tight underbust corset, latex cheerleader skirt, hold-up stockings and ballet boots completed the look. The guests started to inspect the slave. From its chest hung large breasts, still slightly sore from the operation that put them there, with heavy rings through each nipple. The weights on each nipple ring swung slowly. One of the Men tapped a weight, setting it swinging harder; the slave shifted slightly with a faint moan. The slave was attached to the platform with its genital bondage. A metal bar emerged from the platform and rose towards the slave's crotch. From it came a penis head cage: a thick rod in the centre probed the slave's urethra, and four metal bands wrapped the slave's glans, joining together in a tight cuff at the base of the glans, keeping it swollen and purple. The base of the slave's cock and balls was also tightly bound, with a weight hanging from each ball. "We have trained the slave as best we can," said the Host, "and we think it is ready now for hired use. Its experience with double oral is limited, though, and it still has to be stretched to double-anal capacity. As it is our guest of honour, though, I am sure you gentlemen will take care of this. Please, use the slave as You wish. And enjoy the party!"
8/7/2010 2:24:53 AM
A new fantasy story for passing readers.  it hasn't come true for me yet - hopefully it will though!

The First Time I Met My Master


I shivered, as a stiff breeze blew through the dark streets.

It was almost midnight, and I was following my instructions for meeting my new Master.  Stand, on a corner of two quiet streets, at midnight, wearing ordinary clothes and with nothing in my pockets: no money, no ID, nothing.  Wait.  Look forward, and wait, with hands behind back.

So far, nothing had happened; nobody driven past, even.

And then: the sound of an engine up the street.  A van drives up, the windows tinted.  It stops.  Nothing happens.  Nobody comes out, nobody moves.  I stay standing still, as I was told to.  I wonder: should I move?  Should I st...

Suddenly, from behind, my wrists are grabbed.  A gloved hand forces a strong-smelling cloth over my mouth.  I see the van doors open, and then my legs buckle underneath me, and there is nothing more.

Slowly, I become aware of myself again.  I am lying down, and I feel sore.  Sore everywhere.  There is pain in my cock, and pain inside my cock.  My bowels feel full.  My nose hurts, my tongue hurts, and there is something big inside my mouth.  My chest feels very strange.

I open my eyes, and slowly try to focus.  In front of me is a very strange creature.  It has large breasts, and a tight corset.  It is wearing a metal male chastity belt, from which a rubber tube leads to catheter bag.  There are tattoos of hard cocks on its inner thighs, and what looks like a tattoo of a drip at one corner of its mouth.  A big ring hangs from its septum, and a hole is bored in its bottom lip, with a padlock, half inside its mouth, attached to it.  It's only when I notice the words "sex doll" tattooed on its neck, around its throat, that I realise I am looking in a mirror.
7/7/2010 9:35:54 AM
This story follows on from my last journal. Any good illustrators, feel free. She walks down the street, led my her husband, a normal subservient Islamic woman in all-over gown and veil, her eyes visible through its slit. Underneath, her clothes are more interesting. Her bald head is covered in an open-faced latex hood. Her mouth is held by a head harness ring gag. Inside it is a large cock gag, held in place by her suck and by the heavy rings piercing her lips and septum that are tied to it. She wishes it was the hollow gag that can be filled with whatever foul foods her Owner wants her to suck on all day, but it is solid. Her large artificial breasts haveheavy rings through each nipple; below them is an ultra-tight corset. Her arms are covered in shoulder-length latex, then bound tightly in a reverse prayer. They ache, but she is used to it. Below her hips lies the penis she was born with. A tight cuff at its base keeps it hard and full of blood, and a thick sound down its centre keeps it to shape. Another cuff stretches her testicles, and weights hang from the rings in her scrotum. A buzzing buttplug keeps her alert. Her legs are covered in latex stockings, and her feet are in 7" heels, her ankles chained to keep her steps short. All this is covered by her outer clothing, rough fabric which constantly brushes her sensitive nipples and glans. If you looked carefully, you might see a tear in her eye - it's a tear of happiness.
5/21/2010 10:59:01 AM
Have been thinking it would be good to be a slave in an Islamic country.  Can just imagine being out with my Master in a burqa, wearing extreme and painful bondage underneath it, unable to speak, submitting myself to Him - and looking normal!  Rich Islamic Masters who like shemale sluts, please write - or if You want to persuade me i'm wrong, write too!
2/15/2010 1:35:30 PM
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 Age: 30
 Rotterdam, Netherlands