My Five Years of Private Slave Life 1-10

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Chapter 1 Meeting My Master

I am from Chongqing, and I grew up here. I have never traveled far. My mother passed
away when I was very young, and my father raised me. I have an older brother. That year, my brother got married, spending
all the family's savings to marry my sister-in-law. She was a poor homemaker and very selfish, often arguing with my brother. He was also weak-
willed. My sister-in-law felt that my father and I were a burden on the family and demanded a separation of the household. My father was heartbroken but had no choice but to
agree. The following year, my father, due to years of overwork, fell ill and soon passed away.
Two years later, I graduated from high school. After staying home for a few years, I had grown into a beautiful young woman with a graceful figure
. My family was poor, and someone proposed marriage to me, but the man was six years older than me and had a
congenital polio disability in his hand. I disagreed, but my brother, attracted by the high dowry, insisted that I marry him. In
a fit of anger, I ran away from home with a classmate and went to Shenzhen to work.

Arriving in Shenzhen, we were completely unfamiliar with the place and the people. We finally managed to find work at a restaurant, at least that
gave us food and a place to sleep. After a month, the boss only paid us 400 yuan,
which wasn't even enough to buy us a new outfit. But there weren't any other suitable jobs available, and without diplomas, good
jobs were hard to find. One day, a girl from Guilin suggested working as a hostess
in a karaoke bar at night, earning a lot in tips. So, the three of us—my friend, her, and I—worked at the restaurant during the day and then went to the karaoke bar as hosts after work.
At first, I wasn't used to it and was very shy around customers, so I was often ignored. I was already satisfied if I could earn 100 yuan a night
. Sometimes, customers wanted me to do "adult" services, but I refused. I only sold my art, not my body.
So, I often went to the karaoke bar for nothing, not even earning 100 yuan. In less than a month, my two friends
had earned over 10,000 yuan, but I only had a little over 1,000. I envied them, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I'm still a
virgin, how am I going to get married? During this time, a customer often asked me to keep him company (this person will later become my
master, referred to as my master from now on). He took good care of me and never forced me, and I also had feelings for him.

One day, a waiter came to me and said that the boss wanted me to go to his office. I went to the boss's office with him and saw
my master there. My master smiled slightly at me and asked me to sit next to him. It was a two-seater sofa. My master
took out a cigarette, and I casually lit it for him. My master casually said, "I like you." The karaoke bar owner sitting opposite
said, "Xiaoyue, keep so-and-so company, he won't treat you badly." I nodded happily.
Then my master said, "Xiaoyue, let's go to a private room." I followed my master to the private room. My master drank beer, and I drank a soft drink. I
even helped my master choose songs. My master was very proper; at most, he would hold me in his arms but wouldn't touch me inappropriately. Such a customer
is truly rare. I was very grateful to him. I thought to myself that he must be a man of status, very elegant. He
had a deep, resonant male voice, and his speech was deep and charming. He was probably around 45 years old. Being around him
gave me a sense of security. Actually, it wasn't my first time working for him, so I was quite comfortable around him
. The master even complimented me on my figure, my looks, my fair skin, and my quiet demeanor; he liked girls like that
.

In the evening, the master said he was going to dinner and asked me to come along. He said he had already told my boss, so I gladly agreed to
go with him. He drove himself to a night market. It was my first time taking a private car to such
a place, and I was very excited. After dinner, the master gave me 500 yuan. I didn't want it, but he was very earnest
, and his tone made it impossible to refuse. Then he took me shopping and bought me a very fashionable and sexy outfit,
as well as a pair of high heels. I tried them on. I'm 166 cm tall, weigh 58 kg, and
my measurements are 35B, 22, 35. The owner gave me an admiring look, then drove me back to
my place and left. When I got home, my fellow villager said, "Xiaoyue, you're so beautiful! I almost didn't recognize you!" She said
, "How could you bear to buy clothes like that?" I told her what had happened, and she asked doubtfully, "Is it true
?" I said it was true. She said, "It's good to make friends. There are good people and bad people everywhere you go; just
be careful."

A few days later, my employer came to the karaoke bar again. We played in the private room for a while, and around 11 p.m.
, he asked me to go out for dinner. I happily agreed. After dinner, he asked me to go shopping with him again.
We walked and talked, and he learned about my situation. He said he liked me very much and would take care of me in the future. He
asked if I wanted to find a high-paying, easy, and stable job. Of course, I was willing. He said his
company was short-staffed and I could stay and work there for a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan. I excitedly said, "I
don't know anything, and I don't have any diplomas." The master said, "I can do odd jobs at the company first, learn slowly, and later become his
secretary. The monthly salary will remain the same." I agreed. The master said, "Then it's settled. You don't need to go back today; come
stay at my villa." I told the master that I hadn't picked up my things yet. The master said, "Go get them another day. Don't
take anything else; just take your essentials." So the master drove to his villa. It was already 2 a.m.
The master drove for about 20 minutes to a garden area with many two-story houses.
The car turned into a small road with a gate in front. The car flashed its lights a few times, the gate opened, and the master
drove straight in. The master's villa was also a small yard with a garage. The house had a basement, front and back gardens, and
a two-story building. Upon entering, the owner turned on the lights, revealing a dazzlingly opulent living room, as beautiful as a palace. I
was utterly stunned; I had never seen anything like it. It was as wealthy as a paradise, with everything imaginable
. The owner led me to the sofa, then took out a pair of glasses from the wine cabinet and a bottle of
blood-red liquor I couldn't identify. He offered me a drink, but I said I didn't know how, and that I'd have to learn later—it was for work.
I nodded. "Now you can have a soft drink," he said, giving me another. Then, he went to
take a shower and asked me to scrub his back. I felt embarrassed but went anyway. After our shower, he led me to his
bedroom. That night, he took my body…

Chapter Two: First Steps into SM

I didn't sleep a wink all night. When I woke up in the morning, I didn't dare look at my master's face, keeping my head down. My face
was burning hot, flushed with embarrassment, and my genitals were still a little sore. My mind was filled with images of my master in bed. After washing up
, my master had already prepared breakfast, but I really couldn't eat. I felt so suffocated, with indescribable
feelings. I had just turned 22 that year. In this beautiful city of Shenzhen, I
came here to escape marriage, to make a living, and gave my virginity, a young girl's first love, to a 45-year-old man. I was overwhelmed with emotions
. What should I do from now on…?

And so, I settled into my master's house. It was less of a job and more like being a kept mistress. I
slept with him every night, and during the day I cleaned, watered the garden, weeded, bought groceries, cooked, and did laundry. In my free time,
he showed me many magazines and fashion pictures, and even took me out to buy many fashionable clothes,
high heels, jewelry, earrings, and necklaces that I liked. I never went to his company, and he rarely went either. There
was a chairman's assistant who managed the daily operations and reported to him when necessary. Sometimes he would go out alone,
but not to work; he would go out to have fun and meet friends. Since I came, he rarely went out anymore. During this
time, I learned that he was from Hong Kong and owned an advertising company here, where he was the chairman. His
family lived in Hong Kong, and he told me that his relationship with his wife wasn't very good, so he didn't go back often. My
month here was almost over, and my employer gave me 5,000 yuan in wages. Although I was very happy, I was a little
embarrassed to accept it because my employer had bought me so many things and spent a lot of money. I said I didn't
want this month's wages; consider it repayment for the clothes. My employer said, "That was a gift from me. Even if I paid back several times, 5,000 yuan wouldn't
be enough." My employer chuckled and said, "Just work hard from now on and listen to me." I nodded very gratefully
...

One day, my master said it was his birthday. At noon, he bought a lot of drinks and asked me to drink with him.
Knowing I couldn't drink, he poured me a glass of wine and said, "Just drink one glass, then come down and have a soft drink."
After finishing the wine, I continued drinking the soft drink he gave me. Soon, I felt hot all over, my face flushed, my heart
raced, I was short of breath, my chest heaved, my breasts swelled, and my vagina felt unbearably itchy. A desire
surged from my lower abdomen to my chest, and my hands involuntarily wanted to uncover my clothes, yearning for comfort. My
head was spinning. My master said I was probably drunk and helped me to bed. Actually, he had put an aphrodisiac in my drink
. I lay on the bed, rolling around, my libido rising, my body burning with heat and unease. My vagina
was already wet, and my hand had involuntarily slipped inside. My master helped me undress and said, "Do you want it?"
I was now unbearably thirsty, begging my master to penetrate me quickly. I had reached a point of shamelessness. My master tied my
hands behind my back, then bound my breasts, making my full breasts appear even more prominent, protruding, and
sexy. Next, he folded my calves and tied them together with my thighs, then used rope to pull my legs apart, leaving
my vulva wide open. My body could no longer twist. My master found some clamps and clamped one on each
nipple, then took a belt and began to whip my genitals. With each whip, my body twitched, and my breasts
bounced up and down incessantly. I couldn't tell if it was pain or desire; I could only cry out. My master then used my underwear
to cover my... My mouth was gagged and then bound with tape, so I couldn't cry anymore; tears were streaming down my face. When my master
stopped, I started writhing again. Deep down, I craved his whipping; his whipping satisfied my desires
. I don't know how long it lasted, or how many times he whipped me, but I reached my climax. My
vaginal fluids soaked my entire lower body, wetting the sheets. I drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, it was evening. My master was
lying beside me. I touched my genitals; they were still wet, itchy, and swollen. My master began to caress me again, and
the intense thrusting brought me to another climax. Finally, I sucked out his semen with my mouth
and swallowed it all…

From then on, my master often brought out many SM videos, which we watched together.
The scenes of bondage, hanging, and chain torture made my blood boil and my passion burn. My genitals were swollen for two weeks, making my gait awkward.
I was afraid to go out, and since it was summer, I didn't dare wear underwear because it would cause heat rash, ulceration, and infection. My master said that since
no one came to the house anyway, I should just stay naked. After watching SM videos, I seemed psychologically able to accept
it, so I listened to my master and stayed naked at home every day, which felt natural. From then on, my genitals became extremely sensitive;
even the slightest movement would cause me to leak vaginal fluid. I felt like I had become wanton myself
. My master played with me anytime, anywhere, and I got used to it…

Soon after, I became pregnant. My master said I should rest and recuperate, and I couldn't do housework anymore.
He said he wanted to transform me into the beautiful princess he desired. One day, my master brought in a maid, and I didn't have to do anything anymore
. My master started giving me medication and injections every day, all done by himself, saying it was to increase my nutrition.
Later, I learned that these injections and medications were aphrodisiacs and lactation stimulants. One day… My master came back from outside and said that
things were very chaotic outside, and the police were checking household registrations and temporary residence permits. He said that without a residence permit, I would be in big trouble and they would take me
away and lock me up. I was terrified after hearing this and begged my master for help. I'm pregnant with his child now,
what should I do? My master said, "How about this? You can stay in the basement tomorrow, and come back up after things calm down." I
thought it was a good idea and readily agreed.

I moved into the basement as my master arranged, and he locked the door. He brought me food twice a day,
once at noon and once in the afternoon. I asked my master if the maid didn't know I was in the basement. My master said, "I told her
you left. I couldn't stand being in the basement for two days." My master said, "Didn't you watch SM videos? We
can do SM games, that way you'll be more tolerant. I'll chain you up and make you a dog slave. I'm
the master. To make our game successful, I can give you an extra 5000 yuan a month. Consider it your
payment for playing the SM role. Do you agree?" I thought Master's suggestion was great; this way I wouldn't be lonely. To be honest,
I also wanted to experience the thrill of SM firsthand; the intense scenes were very appealing. And it would also increase my income,
killing two birds with one stone, so I readily agreed. Then Master gave me a master-slave contract. It stipulated...
Many masters imposed conditions on their slaves, stipulating that the slaves had no rights and must absolutely obey. After signing the contract, I gave it to my master
. The master said, "From now on, you are my slave. I am your master. You must follow the terms of the contract
, otherwise I will punish you." I nodded and said, "Master, I understand." The master said, "Okay, Yue Nu,
kneel down now." "Yes, Master," I replied, kneeling before my master. The master brought a pre-
prepared dog collar, put it on me, and then chained me to an iron ring on the wall. Next, the master took off
my clothes and said, "You can sleep after I leave." Then he locked the door and left…

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