Disappearing act

The time was fast approaching when I would leave my vanilla life to be with my Goddess, she had put out a summons for me that I could not deny.
We had meet over email several months back and had progressed to phone conversations, then a real life meeting. Early on she had instructed me to buy a phone card at the grocery store paying cash, and to call her from a pay phone from now on. We both wanted to make sure their would be no phone records tying me to her. We had only exchanged several emails in the prior months and I had deleted all of the files on my hard drive and wiped the files clean.
I could hardly believe what was happening to me, I have only been married 2 years and have such a loving relationship with my wife, such a normal and secure lifestyle, working towards all of the things that normal couples enjoy. We had plans to build a new house, get a dog, plan yearly vacations, etc.
I always knew that I would never be completely satisfied in life unless I could submit my heart and soul to a Dominant Woman and be a servant to her. For some reason or another thought it never worked out so in the end, I settled with the plain and sometimes unfulfilling lifestyle, thinking all of my submissive dreams and fantasies would never come true.
We had made our plans down to the very last detail, my soon to be Goddess was a genius, she wanted me as a real life slave, a slave that has no future and no means of escape. She required the unthinkable, I was to fake my death and escape into her loving yet demanding arms. I knew once the final act was finished that their would indeed be no turning back because a dead man has no where to go. I would not be able to get a job and I would not be able to even get a drivers license, I could never return to my former life. Even if I did I would be put into prison for faking my death and life insurance fraud, so the decision was to be made. Do I continue on with my life as it is or do I die to live a life of servant hood and slavery to the Goddess I love? She would be able to do anything she desired with me, I already knew that I would be branded with her ownership mark, I would be made to service other males for her amusement, and I would endure much work and strive everyday for the rest of my life to please her.
One day as I was driving to work I noticed an ambulance and a wrecker on the side of the road by a canal that is on the way to my job, I later found out that the driver had apparently had a heart attach and veered off the road and plunged into the canal, submerging his car.
As soon as the Goddess made it clear that she wanted me as her real life slave, someone that is 100% owned with not even a hint of backing out later in life, she told me that I must fake my death, so the ideal of falling asleep and driving off into the canal popped into my head.
We discussed the ideal and she gave her approval, I had sent her a money order to purchase an airline ticket to fly down and look over the location and make our final plans.
She is so beautiful and graceful that I still could not believe that she wanted me to come and serve her, it scared me to no end just thinking that soon my entire life and future would be completely in her hands. I would be subject to her perfect will, her true slave, a life that few actually venture into, plenty of people fantasize and play for a few days, maybe even weeks but who gives up all to live it for a lifetime? Who gives up a family, a good job, friends and security to serve a Goddess? I soon would.
My mind was flooded with thoughts and emotions but I held them at bay and my wife never had a clue as to what was about to happen to her life, my family would never know the truth about what happened to me. The plan was to plunge my car into the canal during the wee hours when no traffic was on the highway. I would skid into the canal so that someone probably fishermen would see the skid marks and call the police and they would send in divers and discover my car. I would open the window and door as if I was able to escape but they would assume that I was over come by the water and current and drowned. The canal flows out to the bay so they would assume that my body got carried out, never to be found again.
No one would ever suspect suicide or even murder in those circumstances because everyone knows that I am a very happy man with not even a hint of depression. I had everything going for me, it would be a unfortunate accident.
Goddess made the journey in her car, I had spoken to her on the way to work that evening and everything was going according to plan, she would park her car approximately 200 feet off of the highway on a dirt road. As soon as I was able to escape from my car submerged in the water I would swim down the canal and climb out in a grassy area that would not leave tracks. She had instructed me that when I got to her car I was to climb into the trunk and place hand cuffs on my hands and feet, she wanted to make sure that I did not have any second thoughts about backing out or escaping along the way. That would be the last time I saw daylight until we arrived at her home.
I knew she lived in California and that it would be a very long journey in the trunk of the car from Texas to the West Coast. As soon as I arrived, soaking wet and very shaken from the plunge and escape of the canal, I ran to the waiting car as planned, seeing it parked there waiting sent a hot flash through my body, it was reality. When I ran up to the back of the car I got a glimpse of her in the drivers seat, she had a smile on her face that melted me and she quickly pointed her finger to the trunk as she popped it open. I quickly got into the trunk and slammed the door shut and placed the hand cuffs on my feet, then my hands.
She must have drove about an hour until the first stop, I figured we were just off of the Interstate and she was going to fill the car up with gas or grab a bite to eat. I was feeling so insecure and afraid and could hardly believe what was taking place. I could hear her talking to another Woman outside the car and the other Woman was asking her if I actually went through with it and was I really inside the truck, they were both laughing and then I heard both car doors closet and the car took off again.
Several hours passed and I was so exhausted from all of the drama that had unfolded earlier that I fell asleep. I was awaken by the opening of the trunk, the car was parked in a garage and two beautiful Women were gazing down at me, one my Goddess and the other a mysterious Woman that I had no knowledge of. My Goddess greeted me with the words I will never forget, “welcome to your new life slave” “What do you have to say?”
I could only pretend to be unafraid and I asked her if we were at our final destination, she replied “well slave, I’m at my final destination but you, well you will have to wait and see on your final destination” they both laughed with a serious laugh. She said come on lets get you out of those clothes and cleaned up a bit shall we, no need for you to talk yet.
With the cuffs still on my feet and hands they escorted me down a hallway and down some stairs that led to a basement, there was a steel door on the basement and I could tell this was going to be a serious place. There was a chain hanging down from the ceiling and the other Woman placed the chain around my neck and locked it in place, it was just like a noose but made with heavy chain and I could not bend down or move without choking. They removed the hand cuffs and removed my clothing. What I heard next confused and scared me even more. The mysterious Woman, as soon as she saw me hanging there naked said “Oh Gina, you did so good, how could I ever repay you, he will be perfect, just the kind I’ve been looking for” I asked for permission to speak but my Goddess whom I now know as Gina told me to stay silent until I am cleaned up and ready. They sprayed some kind of soap all over me and then washed me down with a water hose, the water ran down a drain in the middle of the concrete cell like place.
The only light source down there were a few candles, there were no windows and the walls were solid concrete, the room was to the best of knowledge about 15’ by 15’ and several hooks were attached to the floor as well as the walls. I notice a video camera in the corner of the room over the door. The room had no air vents other than the steel grate in the middle of the floor, I could feel a musty stale air come up through the grate but there was no light, I later discovered that it was a drain that ran deep under the ground to the back of the property but was only about a foot wide.
After I was hosed off and left to dry the two Ladies came back down and placed restraints on my feet, my hands were restrained behind my back and the steel noose was taken off. The mysterious but beautiful Lady placed a shock collar around my neck and then spoke saying, this is a remote controlled shock collar and I will tell you now that you do not want to give me a reason to use it, do you understand? All I could say was yes ma’am.
She led me back up the steps and down the hallway that led into the house, the house was beautiful, it appeared to be a mansion that was very nicely furnished, we ended up in what appeared to be the living room and I was instructed to sit on the floor, my Goddess was sitting in a chair facing me. Well, well, finally another man has fallen prey to his own selfish desires, you may talk now. I told her it was such an honor to be in her presents and that I really did not know what to expect but I was a little surprised at the military style treatment, you know I’m here on my own free will. She told me yes, I know but you have yet to know the rest of the story and the other Lady snickered and said yes, what you wanted is what you are going to get but just not on your terms, you thought you wanted slavery but you wanted slavery on your terms, let me tell you little man, slavery has nothing to do with your wants and desires. I looked at my Goddess and told her I was confused, she said I know you are, do you trust me? Yes Goddess. And do you remember the contract you signed with me that I could do with you as I desired? Yes Goddess. Well the real purpose for you being here is to serve the rest of your life as a slave as you wanted, do you understand that? Yes Goddess but I not sure where this is going. Well let me tell you where this is going, have you ever heard of the term mind fuck? Yes Goddess. What I’m about to tell you is going to fuck with your mind, are you ready? Yes Goddess. I do not have use of an illegal slave here, it does not fit in with my lifestyle and status in the community so I have pre arranged for you to be sold to Ms. Arbella and yes, this is Ms. Arbella. I was shocked and stunned by the words I just heard and asked my Goddess, is this for real or is this just a mind fuck? They both started laughing, and replied “both”
Ms Arbella got up from her chair and stood in front of me and began to tell me about a world I never new existed, she said, there are people like your Goddess here that stand to make very substantial amounts of money from men like you. You see Mark, I was the high bidder on you and you should feel privileged that I am because in this underground slave trade you know very little about you could have ended up in the hands of a ruthless sadistic man that would make a snuff film out of your demise, sell it in the underground S & M market and make good money on it. You see there is a network of various people in this, limited, but it is a global network and very secretive as you could imagine. The players are wealthy people from around the world that get there kinks off of torturing, killing, forcing into labor, etc. You are very lucky indeed.
I thought I was going to faint and began to get sick to my stomach but realized I had better at least pretend to understand what was going on and act as if I was still a willing participant in being a real life slave. I knew this was beyond anything I imagined and that my very life was in danger because what if I down right refused to go along with this? Would I just be snuffed out? What would she do with me? I have to become what she wants me to become or I could end up somewhere much worse. This was real domination, real slavery, my mind raced back to sessions I used to have with Pro Dommes in the safety of a dungeon that only lasted for an hour then I would go home, I suddenly became very home sick inside.
I began to cry and looking up at the two Women I asked, Okay, what is my destiny? Goddess told me, you will be kept here for a few weeks while we monitor the news in your area concerning your unfortunate accident and death, we will see how things go with the investigation and wait for the outcome. As soon as you are declared dead, you will be transported to your final destination considering you please your new owner, Ms. Arbella. I asked her if I could ask a question, how much did I bring? Her reply was one that would be so erotic if this weren’t so real, she leaned back in the chair with her legs slightly parted and with her hand on her crotch, she said fifty thousand dollars, you have made me fifty thousand dollars, how does it feel to be used by your Goddess in such a way? Your desire was to please me wasn’t it? To be used and abused by me for my pleasure? Oh Mark, you are such a pleasure it’s just too bad that after you leave here I will never see or hear from you again, you see, there is a great demand for men like you, young, strong, handsome and educated, We usually pull off about 3 or 4 of these a year due to the exact detail that has to go into it but you were so easy for me, so willing.
Looking at Ms Arbella, I asked her, so you choose me? what for may I ask? You will find out soon enough pet, you will go through some training here until I take you home to Bolivia. Bolivia! You live in Bolivia!? That’s where I’m going? I raised my voice to her and she pressed to button on her remote controller and sent a brutal shock to my neck, screaming I told her I was sorry! Oh, you have lessons to learn boy, you should know now that when you scream in agony like that, that it turns me on, remember when I told you not to give me a reason to use this? Yes ma’am Ms. Arbella. You would be doing yourself a favor to head to my words, do you understand? Yes Ma’am I said.
Its time for you to go back to the cell, you will have plenty of time to thing on things there, are you hungry? Yes ma’am I replied. Okay, we will bring you some bread and water, that should sustain you until you develop a more respectful attitude and become thankful for your position in your new life. I was taken back to the underground cell and put into steel bonds on the floor, my head was laying on top of the steel grate on the floor and the floor was rough and coarse and very uncomfortable, not at all what I was used to.
Hours passed and they both came down to my cell, the light shining through the door was blinding due to the blackness of the cell but I could see that they were both dressed in black leather, the sight was the first real turn on I had experienced since I arrived. The reality of the situation had soaked in overnight and I realized I was living out my dream but knew it was going to be very different as I imagined. Goddess was wearing a short black mini skirt with a black top, Ms. Arbella was wearing tight black leather shorts and a leather top, they both looked so inviting.
Goddess spoke asking, how was your sleep? has the realization of your situation hit home yet? I replied, yes Goddess, I am here to serve and obey, thank you. She looked at Ms. Arbella and said, I told you he would be a quick convert, he will be trained in no time, you will have no worries with him. Yes she said, I like him, he’s worth the money after all., I will give you your bonus the day we depart, the extra ten thousand will be worth it.
For the next week and a half I was trained in obedience and learned all of Ms. Arbella’s rules and gained understanding of exactly what she expected of me. I began to learn what life was about to hold in Bolivia, she owned a very large estate that produced exports to the United States, she was a very wealthy woman. She was quick to let me know that not only would I be her personal servant that catered to her every need but I would also be her object of amusement. Amusement for Ms. Arbella was torturing a person beyond any scenes I had ever seen in the U.S. this was for real. She was a sadistic woman that had ties to a pagan family of worship and she loved performing rituals of scarification.
During my training she told me there would be only a select handful of others in the house and most of the time I would be working in and around her house alone.
I would take care of all the cleaning, household chores, laundry, kitchen, cooking, and her personal needs. She had purchased the perfect slave for her. The rules would be strict and any infringements on the rules would extract a very painful price. I would have no where to run and no rights, after all I did not even exist anymore.
Ms. Arbella told me I would be departing in a few days because a ship would come into port and unload the cargo and head back to South America, I would be smuggled onto the ship in a container and once in Port I would be shipped to her estate. She said the journey would be a test because I would be in much pain, I would be weak and I soon found out why.
Speaking to me in my cell she said, I have actually been holding back on you during your training but now it is time for your owner to have some real fun, the kind of pleasure you can expect to give your Mistress often. That was the first time she had called herself my Mistress. I soon found out what she was talking about. As my arms were fixed to the chains hanging down from the ceiling, my legs were spread out in bondage. In order to take the strain off of my arms I had to stand on the tips of my toes, I was in constant agony and caught between the bonds that held me. She called Goddess Gina down to the cell to witness the ordeal. Goddess Gina was pleased by the way I had submitted and agreed that I needed to experience the ultimate pleasure from Ms. Arbella.
I had been in the agonizing position for about 2 hours and my calf muscles were cramping and my shoulders felt like they were about to pull out of the sockets.
Ms. Arbella walked around me, teasing me, tormenting me, asking me if I was glad to be her slave, if I would suffer for her, I was quick to answer with the answers I knew she wanted to hear. She stood back and took the bull whip from Goddess Gina and began to whip my back with full force blows. I had never experienced pain so intense in my life, I knew my back would be bloody soon, she delivered about 20 blows on my back with the bull whip. She told me to scream louder because the more I screamed and cried the more turned on she got. My legs were next, using a cat of nine tails she slashed at my legs from top to bottom until there were deep red stripes all over. Next was my waste and stomach area, using the same whip she hit me with such force and the whip would wrap around and sting my flesh. I did not know if I could take much more of this without passing out from the pain. Goddess Gina stood in front of me observing me, she told Ms. Arbella that I was such a pain slut and that I loved it, she had me reaffirm that by having me say thank you Ms Arbella, I love your pain, can I please have some more.
By the time she was finished my whole body was aching, burning and bleeding from the punishment. I was told this was just the beginning of what was to come. I would make great torture videos for her to sell to on the underground market.
On the day of my departure I was placed in the trunk of the car and taken to a warehouse where I was loaded into a container, ball gag in my mouth and bondage on my body I was loaded on the ship along with the other containers bound for South America.
Ms. Arbella was going to catch a flight out back to Bolivia and wait for my arrival, before she left, she thanked Goddess Gina for the merchandise and said, you know we never did get around to the full toilet training on that poor bastard, he still has no idea what it in store for him.
The end.