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You're wake up naked and cramped in a cold metal cage, you have no idea where you are because the room is pitch black. However the slight rocking sensation reminds you or being suspended mid air whilst rock climbing. You have no idea what time it is, but you guess you've been unconscious for a while judging from how hungry you are and how stiff your limbs feel. You try to remember how you got here…
...It was a pretty normal Friday night, diner with your parents to celebrate your 25^th birthday this coming Sunday. The only thing wrong was that your husband had been called away that morning for an emergency on the other side of country, but he promised he would be back by Sunday lunch. You had a couple of glasses of wine with dinner, which made you feel a little frisky. So when you got home later you ran a bath and decided to soak while slowly building up to a big climax.
After your relaxing soak and another couple of orgasms you started getting ready for bed, but as you were pulling your silk nightie on the cool draft from the balcony doors caused you to pause for a second sure that you had closed them earlier before your bath. You went to close the door and noticed that the latch was broken, that was when you noticed someone reflection in the glass behind you. Before you could run they had grabbed you covering your mouth and injected something into your neck, a couple of seconds later you’re being carried over their shoulder and everything started to fade into black...

Suddenly a door at the top of some stairs are flung open, slamming into the wall with a loud crash. The bright light hurts your eyes as you try and squint to see who's there. All you can see is the silhouette of a man walking into the room, then everything goes dark again as he shuts the door. A shiver runs down your spine when you hear the door being locked and footsteps coming down the stairs. The steps lead away from you and you start to relax, until you hear a heavy chain clunking as its dragged toward you.

The cage door is yanked open, and you’re pulled out by your hair. You land on the hard ground, stunned and winded. Before you have a chance to run the man grabs you and locks the chain with some heavy iron cuffs around your wrists and ankles. The man grabs your throat and pulls you to your feet, his grip is painfully strong and you can feel the rough calluses on his hand. As he pulls you towards him you feel his other hand exploring you down there, forcing you open just as he whispers in your ear with a deep gravely voice
“You belong to me, you’re nothing now except my little fuck toy. You’re mine to do with as I want, to breed you when I want, to give to who ever I want. You’re my dirty little whore”

You are dragged over to a table where you’re chained face up with your arms and legs spread wide, you try to stifle your whimpering so not to anger your tormentor. The sudden sharp sting of a needle slides into your arm and you cry out in pain, this only seems to please your capture as he takes great delight in your discomfort. As whatever you've just been given starts burning your veins you hear footsteps going back upstairs before seeing the man leave locking the door behind him.

The fire in your veins is second only to the heat you’re starting to feel pulsating in your core, knowing its a reaction to the drug you've just been given you still feel like a wanton whore as your juices start running down your thigh. Its not long before your desire turns into a raging need and you start begging for someone to take you, knowing the room is empty you still beg hoping someone will fill your needs and ravish you.

You’re so lost with carnal need you don't notice when the door is opened or the soft steps that follow, you just cry out in explosive pleasure as you’re finally filled with hot throbbing flesh.
As your euphoric high slowly starts to dissipate you realise the drug is no longer working, but you can't help feeling excited about being used like this, about being the centre of someone’s complete desire. The feeling of being taken forcefully like some common animal causes you to want more, you feel a pressure building and know its all yours and not the drug. And as you feel the last deep thrusts of release you realise this is what you've always wanted, what you've always craved deep down in those dark shameful fantasies.

You beg not to be left here, spilling how much you need to be nothing more than a sex slave. But the man leaves anyway and you are left feeling empty and start to drift into fantasy again, remembering what just happened. Footsteps drag you back to reality as you realise the lights are on and you get the first look at the man. He’s just over 6 foot tall with has big square shoulders with large arms packed with muscle, you can't see his face because he’s still wearing a mask but his eyes are a deep sapphire blue. When he reaches you he clips a collar and leash to your throat before unchaining you and walking away, you are left with no option but to follow as he tugs on the leash.

You’re led into a kitchen where a large steak sits on a plate. The man sits in front of the steak and tells for you to sit on the floor. You watch as he slowly starts eating, your stomach starving for even the smallest morsel. Once he has finished eating most of the steak he offers you a bite, holding it just above you forcing you to kneel before you can reach. This display of dominance makes you quiver with desire, and the smell of your arousal is clearly in the air as you slowly eat the last of the steak.

The man stands and slowly strokes your hair before dropping his pants and pushing his thick member into your mouth, making your desire pool in your core. As he starts pumping deeper into your throat you realise you never want this to end, you belong to him now and he will always be your Master. You look up into his eyes just before he starts emptying his seed down your throat, which you eagerly swallow before cleaning him with your tongue.

After you have finished your worship of the man he leads you into a bedroom where you notice a clock telling you its 1:00 am on Sunday, your birthday is today and your husband is meant to be coming home. You’re a little saddened when you realise your husband is going to find you gone, but you belong to someone else as what you've always desired.

You’re shocked when you notice the man is gone and his cloths are on the floor with his mask, but then you feel him tug on your leash forcing you to walk backwards to him. Once you’re in his arms he covers your eyes and walks you into another room. When your eyes are opened you see him standing behind you
“happy birthday slut”
and those words cause you to love him as both your husband and Master