How I Became a Slave

My submission took time, step by step, but there was one day on which I became a slave. Guys asked me to perform chores at least twice before that day, but I automatically rejected the idea. Still, it stayed in my mind and perhaps festered, so that at the right moment I was able to give it more consideration.

The moment came one day, out of a need, maybe even a little desperation. I was planning to stay at a friend's place in New York, when all of a sudden, the board of his building (a coop, which can be very restrictive in New York), said he could not have me as his guest even for a few days, unless I go through the entire application process of prospective tenants. Of course that wasn't an option, but I also wasn't prepared to immediately spend a thousand dollars on a hotel or change my entire travel itinerary just then.

That's when I started toying with the idea of offering myself as a slave. I convinced myself that it was like looking for an Airbnb, but instead of paying them I would just be a good guest that cleans or cooks for them. Well, and suck them off or bottom for them, but just because I'd be into them. It also links to my fantasy to be used as a whore, but I haven't yet acted on that really. That is, Masters can use me sexually, but I haven't been shared much with others yet (except a bit by the Master who collared me, my owner), since I can be rather selective.

I connected with someone on Recon, the best place I've found for connecting with Masters (feel free to add your own recommendations in the comments). We haven't even discussed details of what he'd want me to do. He just told me that he's willing to host me for a couple of nights. It got real very quickly and I was surprised by how natural it came to him. As soon as I entered through his door, he ordered me to get completely naked and on my knees. I set aside my suitcase and did as I was told.