Our toy began writing a diary when she was caught. It gives a lot of insight into her feelings and emotions as well as it describes what happened to the Karen, the former housewife and how she became our slave, our toy. I will publish her diary with her consent and I didn’t change anything. I just added some pictures as far as I took the according pictures.
I decided to keep a journal, though I find it very hard to write in the conditions that I am kept. For now, I will try to keep the thoughts in my head, though I doubt I could ever forget them. Where do I begin? Well, lets start with:
Day One: I was out meeting some friends at a restaurant. I wore my best short pleated leather skirt with that white shirt that I like to button once and tie at midriff. It was girls night out, so I put on a pair of black nylons with a garter belt and a matching pair of silken panties. Oh, and let’s not forget the Louboutin high heels!
That’s when I was taken. I decided to keep a journal of my feelings, not necessarily the details of what happened. I want to keep track of what I am feeling, because once I get out of here, I am so calling the police and tracking this bitch down! I will get out! The lesbian bitch raped me! I was completely humiliated when she began fingering me and to my surprise I had an orgasm. I doubt I will ever tell anyone this outside of my journal. I would never have sex with another woman!
Dio inspecting the new slave Karen
Day Two: I hardly slept at all. I imagined that I would be home by now. I slept in a cage with my arms bound in front of me and my ankles restrained. I was then chained to a post in the floor. I am completely humiliated baring my naked body and chained like some sort of animal. Once I get out of here and notify the police, this lesbian bitch will have me to deal with! I’m not sure I will ever get over what happened yesterday, but today has only become worse. She pulled me out once again and had me stand in front of another slave. This poor black girl was directed to lick my pussy! I couldn’t even look at the girl. Her nipples are cruelly pierced! The girl did not stop until I relented and came like some whore. To make matters worse, she bit my clit once finished! I would never admit this to anyone, but that was probably one of the biggest orgasms I ever experienced. I can’t explain it, but the pain did something that I have never experienced. My legs were shaking the rest of the day.
slave Flo spoiling Karen with her tongue – Kitty and Dio supervising
Day Three: I hardly slept again. When the lesbian bitch pulled me out from the cage like an animal, she told me I am to be referred to as “Toy”. She then introduced me to her lover, another lesbian. I tell you, once I am out of this place, there will be hell to pay! They forced me up on my feet and slipped a metal hook into my ass, then pulled me up on my feet! I was freaking out! My wrists were placed in a spreader bar attached to my neck. They also attached some sort of large posture collar, so that I cannot move my head much. I am extremely vulnerable and you can imagine how humiliating it was for me to be on my tippy toes straining my calves, trying not to have this hook pull any harder in my ass. The lesbian bitch, who I must now refer to as Miss Diomita, cupped my pussy and very lightly played with it as if she owned it. Can you imagine? I was so embarrassed because I knew what she would find. I was as wet as can be. I don’t know why, its not like I like woman. She slapped my pussy and to my humility, I became even more excited. I was extremely angry with myself. I was then put on display in public! I was forced to kneel in some public place filled with other people with the same interest. Naked. Leashed. Restrained. I wanted to SCREAM!
Jenny, slave Flo, and Diomita exposing toy Karen at The Secret House Club
…. part 2 following soon….
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