Lying in bed, in a semi-haze of erotic bliss, I was fingering my cunt and edging towards a second orgasm when my laptop pinged, announcing an incoming message.
Cursing the interruption, I looked to see a three-word message from an anonymous user on my favorite website.
It was titled, "Come to Greenland!"
I wondered whether this message was meant for me or sent by mistake, so I navigated to the user's profile to learn more.
The "About" section of the profile said the account was shared by four individuals, two men and two women, who were co-workers and scientific researchers conducting a long-term study on global warming.
Curious, I returned to my messages inbox and read the lengthy message.
"We are actively seeking one or more submissive women to serve as our full-time collared slave for the entire term of our scientific study. If accepted, slave(s) will be provided shelter, food and a monthly stipend. Interested parties must be willing to relocate.
Applicants must undergo a one-week in-person trial to determine whether they meet our expectations. During that week, they can also decide if the position suits their desires. If the candidate is accepted at the end of the trial period, they must sign a contract stipulating mutually agreed-upon terms.
I could feel my pussy get wet almost instantly as I reread these paragraphs. I looked again at the sentence stating, "must be willing to relocate." The profile didn't indicate where they were located. I realized, however, that I was just presented with the perfect opportunity to make my life-long dreams come true. Perhaps I could finally become the 24/7 collared slave that I had always craved to be.
I quickly drafted my reply message. Making sure to outline my submissive desires and sexual cravings. The things I enjoy most and my hard limits.
"My sole purpose in life is to submit and serve. I have a deep, natural desire to make others happy. I have an extremely high sex drive. I am always wet and horny. I need to be treated as a submissive slut. My craving to be used, objectified and utterly degraded is insatiable.
I love sucking cock, eating pussy and ass and having all my holes used and filled constantly. My favorite place is on all fours or kneeling with my arms joined behind my back, waiting for my next command. I have been submissive my whole life. I enjoy being humiliated, degraded and used for others' pleasure. Nothing is more pleasing than doing a good job and receiving praise. I am addicted to being called, "Good girl!" or "Good little slut!". I am also addicted to the feeling of relinquishing control, total power exchange and complete submission. When I am not busy pleasuring my Master and/or Mistress, I will happily serve you as a maid, doing the cooking, cleaning and other daily chores to ensure you never have to lift a finger.
I enjoy being degraded, humiliated, and treated as a whore and nothing more than an object for pleasure. I love giving pleasure with no care or concern for my own. I will gladly give pleasure all day, every day, and never expect or require anything in return. I will certainly beg to be fucked in all my holes and used and allowed to cum. However, I won't question your decision if you choose to deny me this pleasure… My purpose is to serve and obey without question.
Things I LOVE:
Being restrained with ropes and other bondage tools and getting all my holes roughly used.
Being degraded and humiliated, especially in public.
Being shared with others like a piece of meat or being offered as a trophy to be won in a bet.
Being fucked hard in the ass.
Butt plugs, Anal Hooks, Nipple, Clit, Labia Clamps.
Ball gags, Ring gags, All gags.
Pain with pleasure. My tolerance is quite high, and it makes my pussy wet to be whipped or spanked.
My hard limits are as follows:
Abuse that could cause permanent damage to my body or mind.
Scat play.
Underage situations."
In my reply, I also asked for more information about Greenland, precisely its location, and for more details about living arrangements.
***
The following evening, a woman named Taryn replied to me. She explained that they lived on an estate outside of Nuuk in San Isidore. They each had their own living and office areas and a huge room, which they were converting into a dungeon. I would have a small bedroom but generally would sleep in the bedroom of the Master or Mistress who claimed me for the night.
She told me that there were four people in the group: Ivan was the Alpha Male, and she was the Alpha Female. Alex and Melanie were also dominant personalities, but still subservient to Ivan and Taryn.
She explained that if I passed the tests they had planned for me during my trial period, I would earn my collar and become a slave to all four of them. Taryn said they had booked my flight and made all the necessary travel arrangements.
She said she was sending me an email ticket for a flight in three days. She also told me to expect a package delivery at my house tomorrow and that the package would include detailed instructions that I would need to obey if I wanted to please them.
I couldn't believe how fast things were moving. I had three days to uproot my entire life and prepare for my new one as a slave to four Masters/Mistresses.
It was unsettling to learn that these people already knew my home address and the necessary personal information to purchase a plane ticket. It made me wonder how long I had been a person of interest to them.
***
I could hardly wait for the package and my first instructions to arrive the next day.
When it finally arrived, I practically ripped it open and found a bullet vibe, a butt plug and the highest-heeled stilettos I had ever seen. They were very sexy, and I couldn't wait to try them. Under those, I found a few skirts cut so short that I was sure my pussy and ass would be visible without even bending over. The box also contained tops to complete the outfits and just one thong.
I found a folder at the bottom with instructions from my new Masters/Mistresses.
Go to 4615 Main Street at 3 pm tomorrow. Don't be late.
You are to wear one of your new mini-skirts, a top, and the stiletto heels. No bra or panties will be worn.
The same outfit will be worn for the plane flight.
Before boarding your plane, go into the lady's room and insert the butt plug. You must keep it inside you the entire trip.
Make sure you hand-carry the bullet vibrator and its remote control. When you board the plane, see flight attendant Maxine. She will give you further instructions.
You will be met on arrival and transported to the villa.
***
Not wanting to wait until the flight to plug my asshole with my new gift, I decided there was no harm in wearing it now.
I assumed the first task would be a hair appointment, as I knew there was a Salon near that address. When I arrived, I realized I was wrong. The address was for the unit next door, a tattoo parlor. As I entered, I made eye contact with the nearest employee, a heavily tattooed biker type.
"Sarah, right? I'm Rob; it's a pleasure to meet you!" he said with a slight smirk and an excited look in his eyes as he ogled my body up and down.
"Right this way. Go ahead and take off your top and bra," he said as he walked toward the back of the shop.
My head was spinning… What am I doing here? Why is he telling me to take off my clothes?
Then, my submissive nature kicked in, and I found myself removing my top and bra as I followed closely behind Rob. I realized that whatever was about to happen was because my new Masters wanted it to happen. Rob asked me to sit before him as he made his preparations. I now realized what I was here for since I recognized the piercing equipment set out before us. I quickly put two and two together and realized that my nipples were exposed for this purpose.
Rob reached out with both hands and pinched and twisted my nipples. He pulled them as far as they would go. The pain slut in me loved it, and my pussy clenched as he mauled my sensitive titties.
Once my nipple was stretched out to Rob's satisfaction, he wiped it with an alcohol swab and placed a clamp at the base of the nipple. He told me to close my eyes, and I felt a sharp stabbing pain, much like a bee sting. "There we go. One done."
I opened my eyes and looked down, and he was screwing a rose-gold ball to the end of a bar that protruded through the base of my nipple.
"Now that was not too bad, was it?" he asked.
"No. I think it looks pretty and sexy."
He smiled and said, "What looks pretty sexy is you. You have beautiful tits. The piercing highlights them. This set comes with rose-gold dangles attached to the bar. I haven't placed them, as you should give them some time to heal before using them, but they are part of the set.
"Now let me do the other breast."
Once Rob was finished with my nipples. He told me to strip the rest of my clothes off.
I knew right then that either my clit or my labia were next. As I started removing my skirt, I could feel the wet slickness between my legs.
My face immediately turned red, and Rob noticed. "Don't be embarrassed, Sarah! You have a smoking hot body, and yours isn't the first cunt I've ever seen."
I looked at him, and my eyes traveled south over his massive pecs and biceps. I looked at his rock-hard abs and thought, those aren't the only rock-hard bits I want to see. I felt my pussy become even slicker as my eyes became glued to his crotch.
I turned around to avoid staring too long and proceeded to slide my thong down. I bent over, which presented my backside to Rob's eyes. I took my time, making sure to go slowly enough to give him a nice long look at the butt plug that I had up my ass. Suddenly, I heard him softly under his breath utter a drawn-out "fuuuccckkk," despite his best attempt to remain professional. I saw him reach for his crotch, and I knew he must be getting semi-hard.
"Sit down in this chair," Rob ordered, pointing to what looked like a gynecologist's chair.
My cunt was dripping wet when Rob told me to spread my legs and place them in the stirrups. He wheeled his chair to where his face was inches away from my dripping cunt.
"Sarah, I have seen a lot of cunts in my day. Yours is among the prettiest it has been my pleasure to see and now touch."
I felt my pussy twitch at those words, and my love juices seeped from my twat and down my ass crack.
Rob began toying with my clit. His thumb ran circles around it, coaxing it out from its hood.
I lay back, enjoying the sensation, when to my surprise I felt his hot breath close to my cunt. His tongue took a lap around my labia and slithered between my lips as he tongued my drippy cunt and then sucked on my clit.
My back arched, and I thrust my pussy towards him. He looked up at me, smiled, and resumed eating and licking my cunt. I was right at the edge when his hand grasped the base of my butt plug, and he used it to masturbate my ass. That did it, my orgasm gushed in me and left me panting and breathless.
Rob grasped my clit with a pair of forceps, and after a sharp and brief pain, I looked down and saw a barbell similar to the ones on my nipples had pierced my clit.
When my clit was done being speared and was flaunting its new jewelry. Rob leaned forward and kissed me. I could taste my cunt juice on his tongue and face. We tongue wrestled and finally broke and came up for air.
Rod stood up and handed me a bill for the jewelry and the work done.
I gasped in shock when I saw it was for several hundred dollars. I'd figured my new Masters and Mistresses were picking up the bill. Rob also gave me an additional note that read;
"Dear Slave Sarah, We are very anxious to see your new nipple and clit piercings. We will eventually replace your current jewelry with load-bearing rings that we will use for bondage and to attach weights to as a form of punishment or fun.
By now, you have probably realized that the bill is unpaid. Your next order from us and part of your testing is to suck Rob's cock and beg him to fuck you in the ass in lieu of payment.
No pussy fucking! We wouldn't want your new clitty piercing to become infected."
I blushed and looked at Rob while he stared at me.
"Rob, I don't have the means to pay for this. I thought my new employers were footing the bill."
"So what do you propose we do?" he asked.
I realized he wanted me to debase myself by voicing the suggestion made in the note. Blushing, I asked if a blowjob and an ass fuck would compensate him for the cost.
"No way," he answered. "I might take it as a down payment, but it would take several of those payments to make it worth my while."
"Rob, I'm flying south in two days. I can't commit to that at this time."
"I know. However, you will return at least once every two months for a holiday; at those times, I would expect that all your pretty holes would be available to me to use and abuse. Do we have a deal?"
I answered by dropping to my knees at his feet and unbuckling his belt before I lowered his jeans and underwear.
As his cock flopped out in front of my eyes, my jaw dropped. I had never seen such a thick and juicy cock in my life. The head was as big as my fist. After the initial awe, I suddenly realized where that cock would go. I started to shiver in fear while salivating to get my hands and mouth around it.
"Get busy, little girl," Rob said. "Lots of tongue action, so you get it nice and wet. That'll get it ready to slide more easily up your butt hole."
