Slave CobraKant

Mistress had me write a short story of a scene where I'm her live-in slave and she plays with me, teases me, and makes me suffer. She then had me record myself reading the story for her. To my delight, Mistress Violet enjoyed my story and requested I post it in my diary for all to see, so here it is!
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6 A.M., the alarm vibrates softly on the floor of my cage. I am pulled out of my sleep and know I need to start my day immediately. I silence the alarm, carefully glancing over to make sure it didn’t disturb Mistress Violet, asleep in Her bed. This is my first full day serving Mistress Violet as Her live-in slave and I’m hoping to impress. As I exit my cage, I make sure to hold my leash, made of a light chain, in a big bundle so it doesn’t make noise. Mistress explained yesterday that I would sleep in an unlocked cage, so I can wake Her in the morning, but of course I can’t be completely without control for a whole night so I must wear a leather collar and a sturdy chain leash attached to the back of the cage until Mistress chooses to unlock me. I crawl over to the edge of the bed. Mistress Violet looks so radiant lying in bed with Her black eye mask on, I feel so strange waking Her - like I’m disturbing a piece of art.

Slowly, I peel back the covers to expose my Mistress’s feet. I learn that my chain only has just enough slack to lead me to Her feet, so I really have to strain to reach them. I start by kissing the ball of each foot, just below the toes. “Good morning, Mistress”, I whisper over and over, as instructed. I lose track of time as I kiss my Mistress’s feet, waiting for Her to wake. Eventually, Mistress starts to stir and I hear Her grumble “Good morning, pet,” then “Start sucking my toes.” Mistress shoves Her foot into my mouth and I suck on each of Her toes, all of them painted with a deep dark red nail polish. Once I’ve sucked and worshipped each toe I start to lick in between.them until Mistress sits up in bed, moves Herself a little closer to the edge, and starts pushing Her soles into my face “Lick them up and down, pet, up and down.” I let my tongue stick out completely and flat against my lower jaw so She can just run Her feet over my face to Her heart’s content as I learn every wrinkle of Her perfect soles. Mistress laughs happily, now fully awake. “Good job, puppy. You know how to greet your Owner. Next time I might make you worship My armpits or even my ass, the possibilities are limitless.” I keep quiet and continue licking until Mistress pulls Her feet away and sits at the edge of the bed right in front of me. Mistress Violet rubs Her eyes and looks at me.

“I’m going to unclip you now, pet, I can trust you won’t run away?” I look into Her eyes, I absolutely have no intention of running away, how could I?

“Of course not, Mistress.” I say proudly. Mistress unlocks the chain from around my collar and rubs my head, smiling.

“And you’re sure you want to be My pet? My little puppy?”

I smile “Yes, Mistress, of course.” If I had a tail, I would wag it, I’m so pleased.

“Good, now I’m going to get prepared for the day, go downstairs into the kitchen. There are bacon and eggs in the fridge, make us a delicious breakfast and set the table. Make sure to crawl until you’re out of My sight.”

“Yes, Mistress.” I crawl towards the stairs and then once Mistress closes the bedroom door I walk down and into the kitchen.

 I get right to work making scrambled eggs and bacon for breakfast. I love to cook, I love the benevolence of feeding another person and it feels surreal to be practicing this skill in my Mistress’s kitchen. I go through every drawer looking for plates and cutlery, I set the table and choose to put my Mistress at the head with me right beside, to Her right. Once everything is prepared and sat out on the table for a minute, I hear the bedroom door open and Mistress Violet comes walking down the stairs. I immediately get onto all fours and watch Her. Mistress is wearing black 6 inch heels with black, sheer, nylon stockings, a black leather miniskirt with a zipper in the front, and a sleeveless leather top, showing off as many of Her tattoos as possible. She is my perfect Gothic Goddess and I’m staring up at Her like the pathetic little puppy I am. Mistress waits until She’s all the way down the stairs to even look at me. As Mistress gets closer I realized She’s holding a leather leash in Her hand - She approaches, kneels down, and attaches the leash to my collar. I blush, feeling the pride of being owned, as Mistress pulls out her chair and sits. I start to stand to do the same and suddenly She snaps at me in a firm and commanding voice.

 “Down! Bad boy. You eat down here.” Mistress Violet reaches to grab the plate from my hand and drop it on the floor, under the table and by Her feet. “You told Me you want to be My pet, this is what that means. Pets don’t eat at the table, pets don’t use forks and knives. Pets eat on their hands and knees at their Owner’s feet.” I whimper “Yes, Mistress” and crawl under the table. “You wanted this, slave, and now it’s yours. After today I’ll buy you a doggie bowl and all your meals will be served in it, down beneath the table. You will never wear clothes again and you will never leave this house. You are a pet. You will never shower again, instead I’ll take you out back and hose you down with cold water. You aren’t a human anymore, you’re an animal. Bark if that’s clear, I can’t see you nodding under the table.” I bark in the affirmative, my mouth full of scrambled eggs as I’ve been hungrily eating under my Mistress’s feet. Mistress is right, I wanted this, and now I’m just a pet eating at my Owner’s discretion, however She chooses.

“Now, my pet, it’s time for you to cum for the last time before entering chastity.” I look up at Mistress, confused and shocked. 

“Chastity?” 

“Yes, slave, I can’t have My pets running around humping anything they want. You will be caged for Me unless I allow you to cum,” Mistress proclaims with a vicious grin. I look down at the floor, despondent. 

“Yes, Mistress.” 

“Oh don’t look so pathetic, slave. You will be allowed to cum as a reward for good behavior, when you’re a good doggie. Also, if you come up with an entertaining way to ruin your orgasm I’ll definitely allow it for my entertainment, though I might make you wait until I have guests over.” With that, Mistress Violet walks into the kitchen, opens the freezer, and produces two trays of ice cubes. She empties the ice into a large, glass bowl then fills it to the brim with water. Slowly, with the measured pace of ritual, Mistress Violet brings the bowl into the living room and sets it on the floor.

“Now, my pet,” Mistress says with an evil glee “I’m going to sit on the couch and you’re going to smell My feet while stroking your dick and squatting over the bowl. When you’re about to cum, let go of your dick and squat into the ice, you’re going to stay in that position until I give you permission to move. Now undo My shoes and begin.” 

I crawl over to Mistress on the couch and remove each of Her shoes, my head is swimming in fear and dread but my body moves as it is supposed to. I squat in front of my Mistress, hovering above the bowl, and start to stroke as Mistress’ nyloned feet smother my face. My cock has been fully hard ever since I went under the table, it takes no time at all for me to start to feel an orgasm. Mistress sees the look on my face and starts laughing before I even plunge my dick and balls in the water. The feeling of shock totally neutralizes any of the pleasure I feel from cumming. My body heaves as I release into the ice and Mistress keeps Her feet glued to my face. I feel myself grow soft and my balls start to ache as I stay submerged in the ice water bath. It must have only been several minutes but it felt like hours of torture before Mistress finally relents. “Good puppy. Now, put this on.” Mistress reaches behind the cushion of the couch and shows me a metal chastity cage which She then throws into the bowl of ice water with a little chuckle at Her own cruelty. 

I rise up from the bowl and sit outside of it, mercifully feeling starts to come back to genitals but the feeling of shoving myself into cold, wet metal prevents me from reaching anything approaching comfort. Once I’ve finished attaching the device, Mistress Violet kneels down and locks it with a key on a necklace then clasps the necklace around Her neck. Mistress smiles, satisfied, looking down at Her pathetic little pet slave. I can only sit with my new position in life for a moment before Mistress sits back on the couch and holds Her stockinged feet up to me, “Put my shoes back on, slave.” Silently I put Mistress’s shoes back on Her feet, as soon as I’m finished adjusting the straps She stands again, towering over me.



“Come on now, pet, I need to pee and you’re going to learn how to drink it all up. Follow me.” Mistress Violet tugs on my leash, hard, forcing me to follow Her to the bathroom. I feel my dick start to throb in the cage, already trying to get hard again. I’ve never tasted piss before, I’m disgusted by the idea, but despite myself, despite what my brain is telling me, here I am growing straining to get an erection in my cold cage. I feel so excited at the prospect of being of more use to my Mistress, of making Her happy in any way, and there’s nothing I can think that will make this feeling go away. I love being Mistress Violet’s pet and I know this is how I will live the rest of my life as Her live-in slave.

Yesterday I signed my ownership contract with Mistress Violet. I'm so excited to be Her little pet! She is such an understanding and caring Mistress, I know I'm in good hands.

My first day on this platform and I feel so lucky to be here. Everyone has been so warm but also putting me through my paces. I've pushed a bowl of water with my nose across my living room like a dog and I've smacked my balls harder than I ever have with a wooden spoon while ball gagged and handcuffed.

I love being a spectacle for these Dommes, but I also immediately crave a deeper connection. I'm eager for my Domme to swoop in, claim me, and mold me into Her perfect vision of myself. I yearn to serve and to be controlled.