Total Submission - Part 1

Author: boyjoe
Title: total submission
Date: 10 July 2007

Total Submission – Part 1

I come across David through an SM dating internet site, all his profile said he was looking to populate his dungeon. There were no photos on his profile and apart from some basic statistics, it told me nothing about him. That wasn’t a problem however, so I sent him a note asking to apply for the position and expressed my desire to submit to a Master’s control. I was thrilled to get a response straight away and we went on to chat through the contact site initially, him asking the questions and me answering them. Within an hour our correspondence moved to email and I must admit by now to exaggerating a bit, as I completed his application form, wrote about my experience, desires & fantasies then agreed to his contract. It was a classic case of my cock talking!

His following email confirmed that my application had been successful, but subject to a 4 week probationary period. I agreed without much though, only the wondering what I would have to do and how he could control me. I stopped and thought for a few minutes, then decided that this was an opportunity not to missed and put my doubts to one side and read on. He wanted me to fit web cam’s so he could keep an eye on me for my ‘cyber control’ period. I didn’t know much about IT, but David sent me all the details of what to buy and how to hook it up. I agreed and went to bed having a good long wank dreaming of things to cum. The next morning I went out early to buy the equipment. It only took a few hours on Saturday morning to get everything working to David’s satisfaction, now he could keep an eye on me anywhere in my flat.

My next instruction was to strip naked and shave myself completely in front of the webcam in the bathroom. I had a No1 crop so shaving my head wasn’t too hard and I kept my cock & arse shaved normally, but shaving my legs and eyebrows still made me feel very vulnerable. Still naked, next I had to get out all of my leather, rubber and other SM gear to show David what I had by holding the item up in front of the web cam then typing the description on the image when it appeared on my PC. I put the gear away again in my kinky cupboard.

Once I completed this task, another email gave further instructions. I was to get a, septum and tongue piercing to go with my PA & tits that I already had. I was also to buy a rubber sheet, duvet cover & pillow cases for my bed, this all needing to be complete by 6pm. I was to wear my leather jeans with cock pouch and rear zip, my 20 hole DM boots & a thick black rubber tee shirt under my leather jacket. Once dressed, I stood in front of the living room web cam before getting the email to say I could go out. I noticed it was just after 2pm so would have to get a move on.

I arrived back with moments to spare after racing back to my place on my bike to find a jiffy bag on the mat. It must have been delivered by hand as there was no address, just instructions to stand in front of the living room web cam when I opened it. The parcel contained a bicycle lock, a silver chain, CB3000 chastity and two padlocks, but no keys. The note gave simple instructions which I followed. I locked the chain around my neck, show off my new piercing, pulled of the pouch from my leather jeans, slipped my cock into the CB3000 and locked it on. I popped the pouch back on my leather jeans and set the bike lock aside for later. I immediately found my cock fighting to escape its new prison and wondered how I was going to manage for the next four weeks.

I noticed another email had arrived from David saying he was please to see I was following his instructions, but now needed me to show total obedience, compliance and servitude. I read on to discover that the web cams had microphones & speakers in them and instructions would now be given both verbally as well as by email. I was to stand in front of the living room camera, straight upright with my legs spread 1 metre apart, hands behind my back as if cuffed and my head bowed and looking at my feet. I was to address David only as Master and be excessively respectful at all time from now on. I assumed the required position and uttered my request for attention “Master, I am ready to serve you sir”. I was not to move, look up or speak again until I got a response.

I waited about 5 minutes before I heard the voice. It wasn’t a human voice but a synthesised computer voice that addressed me as ‘Slave23’. It continued, “First you will give your oath of elegance to me”. After only a few hours, David already had taken control, so I read the words from the earlier email that I left up on the PC screen as instructed. It started “Master I beg to serve you ….” and took only a minute to pledge allegiance and total submission.

Following another short wait, the voice said “slave23, your oath has been recorded”. The voice went on to explain that I will now follow a programme of improvement before meeting my Master. It continued “Your new diet will be as follows...” During the next 36 hours I was a detox and only to drink water. From Monday I was to be allowed a pro-biotic yoghurt for breakfast, fruit for lunch, and a light evening meal. Details of the meals will be by email each day. In addition I was allowed 2 litres of water each day, but nothing else. “Do you understand, Slave23?” “Yes sir”, I replied.

The voice continued to detail my exercise routine, each morning I am to do stretching & flexibility exercises then go for a run. Each evening I was to repeat my stretching & flexibility routine then do press-ups, pull ups, some weights and other resistance exercise followed by another run. For both sessions I was to wear my one piece rubber suit. Full details would be given by email later. “Do you understand, Slave23?” “Yes sir”, I replied.

“Now put on your one piece rubber suit and begin your evening exercise routine, the details are on an email” “Do you understand, Slave23?” “Yes sir”, I replied. The email set out a demanding first session followed by a three mile run. Within minutes I was sweating buckets as a result of my efforts, but wasn’t allowed a rest or a drink until I returned from the run. The indoor exercises complete, the voice told me I had to be back from the run within 30 minutes then assuming my position in front of the bathroom web cam. I put on my tack suit over the rubber, pulled on some trainers and when off.

Despite my efforts, I was 2 minutes late getting back. I was so hot I was ready to explode inside my rubber skin especially as I kept my bathroom nice and warm. I pulled off the trainers & track suit and assumed my position in front of the living room camera still panting. Between gasps for air is uttered “Master, I am ready for your next instruction sir”. I waited, my muscles aching and sweltering inside the rubber and with sweat running down my face. I cleared an irritating drip off the end of my nose, immediately to be harshly told off by the voice. “You were late back and seem incapable of standing still. Do 25 press-ups then stand absolutely still for half an hour as punishment in front of the kitchen web cam”. There was a noticeable click as if the microphone was switched off angrily and I was left to contemplate my errors.

The press-ups were hard enough after my earlier efforts, but next 30 minutes was hell as my feet were slipping on the kitchen floor as a result of sweat running out of my legs. My shoulders and neck soon ached from standing in this position for an extended period, but I was determined to make amends and please my master. After about 15 minutes my sweat cooled as I had left the window open and there was no heater in the kitchen. The heat turned to a comfortable temperature but soon turned to cold and then I started to shiver.

Eventually the voice started again, ‘That’s better, now strip off, shower, and drink a litre of water”. I did as I was told and just as I finished the water the voice called me back to assume my position in the bedroom. After a short wait, the voice said “Slave23, strip the linen from my bed, place it in a black sack and replace it with the rubber sheet duvet cover & pillow cases”. I did as I was told. The voice continued “Now, with the exception of your black hoodie & trousers, empty your wardrobe and drawers of all but your leather or rubber clothing and pack them in black sacks”. Again I did as instructed. “Now place the sacks of clothes & linen in the cupboard then secure the doors through the handles using the bike lock”. Again I followed the instruction without question, quickly realising as I locked the cupboard that I only had rubber or leather to wear from now on. My cock again tried to harden in its acrylic confinement.

Before I went to bed I had one last task. The voice told me to go to my computer to give Master control of my PC. I was to find out later that I would no longer be able to email anyone but the Master, surf the net except for permitted SM sites or even access my c:\ drive. I followed the instructions on the screen and finally clicked ‘OK’ at the message ‘Caution, this cannot be reversed by the user’. The PC re-started with a new screen showing a drawing of a rubber slave on all fours at his master’s feet. Seconds later a window opened with the message “Slave23, now go straight to your rubber bed and stay there until you have permission to rise”. It was just gone 9pm, was naked and as I slipped between the cold sheets realised I hadn’t been for a piss so immediately felt the urge to relieve myself. Very soon however this urge was overtaken by my cock started fighting in its chastity again. I wondered how I was going to survive my frustration and soon found myself dreaming of meeting the master in 4 weeks time.