I hope you enjoy the story!!
Complete Owned
By calisubslut
We all have some fantasies that are great as fantasy but we really don't want to become reality. Some because they're rougher or more extreme than we would actually want to experience. Others because it would change the way people around us see us, and possibly ruin friendships or relationships. Mine fit into both. My fantasy was to be someone's complete slave and fucktoy. To be used, degraded, exposed, and humiliated by them in any way they desired with no thought for what I want. To be allowed no limits, no safeword, and no way out. To be completely and utterly owned.
Unfortunately for me, my fantasy has become reality.
I'm a 30 year old straight white male, masculine in almost all ways, and a complete cockslut in others...at least in my fantasies. In reality, I'm not actually attracted to men at all. I just enjoy being submissive and being dominated and I can't think of something more submissive than being used and fucked by someone I have no attraction to. As extreme as my fantasy was though, the most I'd ever done was meet up and blow a couple guys off fetlife. My profile name was subforabuse, but I still kept it pretty tame. The thought of being owned was hot, the reality was that it would probably ruin my life. Instead, I would tie myself up with some sort of delayed release like an ice block, and then jerk my cock like crazy after I got free.
Luckily my job gave me a lot of flexibility to have fun when I wanted. When all this started I had been working as a research associate for about 2 months at a major university. It wasn't my dream job, but it was a great job and a huge step to getting my dream job. 2 months out of finishing grad school, and it felt like everything was perfect. I even ended up with my own office. There was one office room that was too small for the faculty to use or two people to fit in, and I just happened to get there at the right time. It was cramped but it had a small (very small) window and was all mine. Great job, my own office, a small apartment to myself, and it all happened to be in a beach town. Life was pretty good!
The only downside was dating. It was a small college town where everyone knew everyone, so it was taking a little while to meet people. Which meant, I hadn't gotten laid since I'd arrived and was becoming increasingly horny. Which of course fed straight into making stupid decisions. And brings me to my current situation. I'd been enjoying my new privacy, wearing thongs to work every day, and thongs, nighties, and other sissy things every night. I loved the feeling of wearing thongs under my jeans at work and always bought them in bright stretchy materials a couple sizes too small so they'd ride up uncomfortably and remind me what a cockslut I wanted to be. I was also tying myself up a few times a week when I got home, but I wanted more risk and more excitement.
It kind of came out of the blue one day when I was using the bathroom at work. There was a laminated sign on the inside of all the stalls with some of the usual information, who to call if there was a leak or it was too messy. I noticed one of them had come loose and there was a little writing behind it. I pulled it the rest of the way off and saw just one sentence scratched into the paint: "Any cocksuckers around?". I figured it was probably from some undergrad, but still I instantly got hard and couldn't get it off my mind. Finally I came up with an idea for some play.
I didn't let myself cum the entire week before I set up my fun. I wanted to be as horny as possible to make sure I'd go through with it. On Friday afternoon, I waited until after almost everyone had left the building and then started my prep. The first step was to respond to the message on the wall. I wrote: "Still looking? calisubslut@gmail.com" in bright red sharpie, and then re-taped the sign over it. You could just see a hint of red through the laminated paper if you looked closely enough, but otherwise you'd never notice it. Realistically I knew no one would find it. The building was already locked to undergrads for the weekend and almost everyone else had head home as well. Still, the thought of it there and what I was planning for it to lead to if found was a huge turn on!
The next step was to head home and get everything else ready. I showered and shaved and then gave myself a quick enema. I didn't usually take the extra step, but it just seemed like fun today. It also helped me get ready for the extra large butt plug I inserted next. At a little over 2 inches thick, it took a little work to get in, but I loved the feeling of it stretching me and knew it would keep me insanely horny while I finished getting ready! Then I put on a bright pink stretchy thong and locked cuffs around my ankles and wrists keeping all the keys on a single key ring. After that, I bagged up every bit of male underwear I had. Every pair of boxers, boxer briefs, and workout compression shorts and put them in a garbage bag in the living room. Finally I was ready.
I opened my play email and checked, but no one had sent me a message. What I really wanted to do though was set an auto-reply message. Here is where my stupidity really comes into play. I was so sure that no one would find my message that I wrote the following:
If you're still looking for a cocksucker, I'd love to help! My name is (yep, I actually put my real name), and my address is (again...stupid). I'm currently tied up and waiting for you to come use me. The front door is unlocked and as long as this email is up, I'm still here waiting for you to use!!
As if that wasn't bad enough, I had taken it one step further. I placed a chair a little inside the front door with a sign and a large envelope. The sign said:
If all you want is a blowjob, I'm straight down the hall. Enjoy! If, however, you're looking for more, I'd love to find a top to use, abuse, degrade, dominate, and completely own me. If you are a dominant top who wants a cockslut to use however you want, even if it means making me do things I don't want to do, then please open the envelope below.
I know, it was a pretty elaborate setup considering I didn't think anyone would ever see it. Still the thought of it was making me harder than I'd been in months! Inside the envelope was a USB drive and another note:
If you've read this far, I hope that you're an aggressive dominant top who will enjoy dominating and using me however you want. The truth is, I don't want any of this. This is a fantasy that I don't actually want to live out. I would love it if you made me live it out anyways. I want you to degrade and abuse me however you want, and to keep me from backing out, I've included a video on the USB of me detailing in the kinkiest and dirtiest ways imaginable how I hope you use me. I hope you use it to make me do whatever you want, whenever you want, wherever you want. My reputation is everything to me, so I will do whatever it takes to keep that video from ever being seen by anyone else! As a sign of my willingness to be your slave, I've bagged all of my male underwear and left them in the living room. If you so desire, I will own and wear nothing but thongs from now on as a sign of my submission to you as a complete cockslut and fucktoy.
The video on the USB was exactly what I said. In it I'm kneeling wearing nothing but a pink thong and collar, staring straight into the camera and clearly begging for someone to use me in the most graphic ways I could think of. Everything from bondage, to gangbangs, to making amateur porn. Every fantasy I could think of but would never want to live out. I even included another signed statement that said I gave this person (left blank so they could add their name) permission to use and distribute the video however they see fit and relinquish all ownership of the video. Basically everything someone would need to completely and utterly own me.
After that, all that was left was to tie myself up and fantasize about being someone's fucktoy! I have a nice large ottoman in the living room that I installed a heavy duty eyebolt above after checking to make sure it was in a crossbeam. I started off by locking a bright red extra large ball gag harness on. Once I had it squeezed behind my teeth, it forced my jaw open just wide enough to be a little uncomfortable but not so much that it was painful. Between the width and the head harness there was no way it was coming off. Locking it on was more for the fun of it. Next I locked a chain to the eye bolt that ended about 3 feet above the ottoman and threaded a large padlock through it that would attach to my ankle and wrist cuffs, keeping me in a tight hogtie. One last thing before I finished locking myself in though. I pulled a half gallon milk bottle that I had frozen water and a string in. I tied it to another eye bolt further away and then tied the key ring with all of the keys to the string. I ran a long string from there to the end of the chain so when the ice melted I could pull the keys over and release myself. Finally, I pulled my blindfold on, climbed up on the ottoman and locked my wrists to each other and my ankles to each other, and then before I could talk myself out of it, I arched my back hard, slipped the ankle and wrist locks through the big padlock, and clicked it shut. I was completely trapped now until the ice melted.
With my back arched as tight as it was the plug was constantly digging into my prostrate and driving me crazy. Every time I shifted I could feel it shift. My jaw was starting to ache, and my shoulders and hips were already sore. I knew I had at least 3-4 hours of bondage with that amount of ice though. It wasn't long before my mind drifted to everything else I set up. At first the though of someone emailing me and getting all that info just turned me on like crazy and had me grinding my panty covered cock against the ottoman. After I tired out a little though, I started to think more clearly. Not only would whoever emailed me have my name and address, if they came here they would also have a video of me begging to be a cockslut and a signed statement giving them permission to do whatever they wanted with it. And that's not even including whatever new pictures they might take! I logically knew it was unlikely somone would see it, but the rational part of my mind had given way to blind panic. I started to thrash around trying to get something loose, but all I ended up doing was exhausting myself more. When I finally settled down, I was panting hard through my nose and desperate for more air. Eventually my body calmed down and my mind cleared up a bit. I was safe. No one would find the email or email me. I was almost loose, and as soon as I was I would clean everything up as quickly as possible. If anyone had emailed me I'd just tell them someone was playing a prank on me and I hadn't set any of it up. Just a little bit longer and I could put this stupidity behind me.
Then I heard the door open.
I hope you all enjoyed the story! I know it was a lot of set up, but I promise there will be much more to come. I always appreciate any suggestions...or orders if any of you are interested in being an online dom!! Would love to hear what you would do with me in this situation or would love to be ordered to do something that has a potential for exposure! If it's really good I'll even send pictures as proof! I can be reached at calisubslut@gmail.com. It might take me time depending on how busy I am, but I promise to respond if you email me!