A Sex Object of Mistress Anna

Disclaimer: This is a fictional story.

Hey friends, My name is Prince. Today, I will share my recent story about my interaction with Mistress Anna. She is a marvellous, dominant woman from Bangalore. So, one fine day, while searching on Fetlife, I found her profile.

As usual, I begged her to dominate me in a message, and she replied by asking for tribute. Well, I mostly don’t give tribute as I don’t like fandom, but this time I tried it.

After the tribute, she scheduled the online session with me for next Saturday night. She told me to arrange cloth clips, a permanent marker, a Book and Pen, Lemon, Toothpaste, Red powder, and cucumber before the session.

I got so excited for this session as it was my life’s first BDSM session. I always wanted to be a slave for a female, and now I got an opportunity. I dreamed of serving her.

Her FetLife name was Mistress Anna. She told me in the message that I had to cover my face with the mask. I should properly address her as my owner, my mistress.

As the day passed, my session time arrived. My laptop was fully charged. She shared the Skype link, and I connected with her.

“Hello, ma’am. Good evening.”

“Good evening, slave boy. How are you doing? Are you excited for your first session?”

“Yes, ma’am. I’ve not gotten any sleep for the last few days, and I have just been waiting for this session.”

“Nice. I like the excitement and energy you have. I hope you express the same energy during the session.”

“Sure, ma’am.”

“Now, have you arranged all the items I told you?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good. You can cover your face now and strip your clothes.”

“Okay, ma’am.”

I slowly started removing my clothes one by one. Once I got naked, I covered my face with underwear.

Anna: “Hehe. I like your man boobs. And you surely have a micro dick.”

“Yes, ma’am. I wonder how I will satisfy my future wife.”

Anna: “You can’t. You are born a cuckold loser. How can you even think about getting married? And even if you marry someone else, then some random guy will be the bull and satisfy her. I can clearly see you are not a real man, and you should accept your beta loser life.”

I got lost. And slowly build tears in my eyes. I have heard such humiliation from femdom porn so many times. But this time, when someone is clearly giving me such humiliation through a video call, it is different.

“I understood, ma’am. Thank you. I always needed validation for not being a real man. I knew it, but needed the proof.”

Anna (dominant string voice): “Your micro dick and sissy girly body are proof that you are not a real man.”

“I do understand now, Mistress.”

Anna: “Good. Now slap yourself five times and say thank me for showing you your place.”

I slapped my face five times and said loudly, “Thank you, Mistress Anna, for showing me my place.”

She was recording my task in the video call. I’m sure she will publish it in the Fetlife. After that, my face turned red.

Anna: “Now, bring the marker and write on your chest. “Mistress Anna owns me.”

I always wanted to do this as I always wanted to be owned by a female. I quickly went and got back with a marker. I write it down on my chest and show it to my mistress. She clicks some photos.

Anna: “Good boy. Now, punch your ball ten times by thanking me.”

I never did this, but I didn’t want to be disobedient. So I started doing it. With the first few punches, my dick got tremendous pain, and I screamed out of pain. She laughed and was entertained. So, for the last three punches, I didn’t have any energy or courage, so I begged her to skip.

“Ma’am, can I please stop it now? Please, mistress, I beg you,” I joined my hands and said with tears in my eyes.

Anna (with anger in her voice): “Oh my god. You are so pathetic. Do it quickly, you joke of a man! Useless waste of space. You are nothing but a piece of shit.”

She brutally humiliated me, and I, out of fear, did the task. Her verbal humiliation cut my soul and sucked all my self-respect. I didn’t even see myself as human anymore.

Anna: “Now, write down in the notebook 50 times. “I’m a slave, not a human. I’m a slave to Mistress Anna.”

I quickly brought the notebook without thinking. I felt like being hypnotized as I stopped thinking. I was obeying her command without thinking.

I started writing her given sentence one after another while saying the sentence loudly. By the time I reached 50, I had completely lost myself and was truly turned into a mindless slave of Mistress Anna.

Anna: “Good bitch. Now tell me, who owns you?”

“Mistress Anna,” I said without thinking, like she literally owned me.

Anna: “Now, attach cloth clips to your nipples and dick.”

I attached it quickly. I felt the pain initially, but after some time, I got used to it.

Anna: “Now, bring the toothpaste and rub it in your balls.”

I grabbed the toothpaste and started slowly rubbing it. I never did this before and didn’t know what it would do. After some time, It started feeling like burning. I felt the tremendous pain in my balls.

“Mistress, can I please remove this paste? It is burning.”

Anna: “No bitch. You should be reminded that you are just a tool and my property for my enjoyment.”

I felt truly like the slave I always wanted to be. But this time, I also felt that I hoped this would quickly end the session.

Anna: “Now drop the lemon juice in your balls and rub it.”

Now, I was having fear. I still do it, and the burning gets to the next level. I started running out of pain, and she laughed.

Anna: “Now, repeat after me. “I’m not a real man.”

“I’m not a real man.”

Anna: “I’m born to serve Mistress Anna.”

“I’m born to serve Mistress Anna.”

Anna: “I don’t deserve pussy, and I should be fucked like a girl.

“I don’t deserve pussy, and I should be fucked like a girl.”

After some time, I truly felt the change in my mind. Well, I always wanted to be pegged as I never dreamed of fucking a girl, but I always dreamed of getting fucked by a girl as I love pegging. But after this brainwashing session, just the thought of getting pussy was dropped. I truly felt emasculated.

After some days, I can see my tasks, videos and photos posted by Mistress Anna on her Fetlife. The session was truly fun, and I loved it. I always wanted to feel like a slave.

Dear readers, as you know, this is a fictional story. If you really need an online slave, then contact me at [email protected]. I would love to chat with you.