She looked out of the taxicab window at the picturesque house that stood there. It was of good size, one with many rooms. The porch along the front made the home look warm and inviting. A swing off to the right and many plants hung from the rafters. When one would sit on the porch one would have a great view of the impeccable neighborhood around. All the houses along the row similar, but each decorated according to each of their Masters personality.

She peered out the rain, splattered window of the cab, towards the house, her heart thumping madly in her chest. Today was the day that her life was going to change forever….

She reflected a moment not seeing the scene before her. Her life had already changed in the past few months. She went from a corporate executive to nothing in a matter of weeks. It all started the day she placed an ad online searching for unconditional love, not realizing that she was looking for someone to receive her unconditional love. One had answered her, demanding to know what unconditional love meant to her. Her response was to serve one with all of ones heart. To accept what one could not change and to give ones self completely no matter the consequences. A love so true, so demanding that one would be consumed by it. The reply that followed included a name, an address and a phone number and one phrase.

"Your life has just begun."

More intrigued with the answer she got, she decided with some consideration to call the number. What would it hurt; she was used to taking chances everyday in her career. She picked up her phone and dialed the long distance number directly. Someone answered the other end, after a few rings and spoke firmly. "Do not talk. Just listen." She stood there in silence listening to the quietness that came from the other end. "Good" she heard. "I will tell you what I am about." Then a long pause. Her breathing into the phone let him know she was listening to him. "I will not play games with you. I demand many things from a mate. I will have no disobedience. I must have complete submission of your heart, mind and body. In return you will get unconditional love, my devotion to you. You will be consumed by an energy neither one of us can explain, but you will feel complete. I can guarantee that. Do you understand? You may speak."

She was stunned for a moment, unable to break her silence. She absorbed his words in her head. Obedience. submission. unconditional love and devotion. Complete. Her mind reeled with these words. Over and over again she repeated those words she heard from His lips.

"Are you still there my pet?" She heard suddenly breaking her train of thought.

"Yes," was all she could muster up to say.

"Yes what?" he demanded softly.

"Yes, I am still here." She spoke quietly.

The phone went dead.

She looked at the receiver of the phone a little in shock. Suddenly feeling more alone then she ever had. Her hands shook as she hung up the phone. I am being silly she thought to herself. A five-minute one-sided conversation made her think about her life and the direction it was leading. Sadness overwhelmed her. She needed more.

A few days later after returning home from work she prepared herself a small dinner and sat down to read the evening paper. As she raised her fork to her lips the phone rang. She ignored the first 4 rings, hearing her answering machine pick up the call. She listened to hear who it was, but there was nothing but the click of the caller hanging up. She thought how strange, everyone who knows her, knows she screens her calls. She continued reading the financial section, when the phone once again rang in the background.

She looked towards the phone somehow willing her to know who would call her and hang up without leaving a message. She stood and walked to the phone and picked it up after the third ring.

"Hello?"

"What took you so long to answer?" the soft but demanding, familiar voice carried through to her ears.

Her heart begun to race as it dawned on her who was on the other end.

"I was eating." She answered, "How did you get my number?"

He softly chuckled. "I have my ways my pet. Have you thought about what I said to you the other day?"

"Yes I have," she answered. Her body shook and he could hear it in her voice.

"Yes what?" he asked the same question again.

She paused a moment before answering not sure what to answer, then replied what she was thinking, "I am not sure how you want me to answer that." Hoping he would not hang up again.

He was quiet for a few seconds she could hear his breathing across the line. She could tell she had disappointed him with her words. He did not say a word to her. He let her stew about this for a few minutes until she could not take the silence any longer and she spoke again.

"Sir…." she did not get a chance to finish her question

"Very good pet!" She could tell she suddenly pleased him. "You will be a quick pupil."

Out of the blue her spirits lifted knowing he was happy although she had no clue what she said that made this stranger so pleased. Her heart fluttered pleased with herself.

"Now I want silence from you again." He continued without pause. "I am in search of a twenty-four/ seven slave. Which means you will have to give up your life, as you know it. Your entire world up to now has been unsatisfactory. Has it not?" He did not wait for an answer, for he did not give his permission for her to speak. "You will give up your job, your home, and your friends. I will not ask for you to give up your family but they must know this lifestyle will exist for you and that you have chosen it of free will." It will be the last decision you will ever make for the rest of your life. For once you choose to come to me of free will, I will hold you here. Your only way of leaving me will be if I choose to sell or trade you or until my death. Until, then you will be mine to do with as I please. You would be a possession not a person. Your only thoughts will be of how to please me. In return you will have your unconditional love. Do you understand? You may speak now."

"Yes." Her voice was small

"Yes what?" He said with impatience

She thought for a split second.

"Yes Sir."

"Very well, I will leave you to ponder your choice. Call me in exactly 24 hours with your decision. And we will begin the process of your transformation." With that he hung up the phone, leaving her in silence again. Her heart sank with his hanging up, but an anew feeling lifted her.

She could not fathom the consequences of her decision, but over the next few weeks she began the process of arranging the sale of her home, saying good bye to her friends, notifying her family of her choice, and giving her notice to her job. Everyone around her was shocked.

He kept contact with her, telling her what He expected the day she arrives to Him. She was not to bring anything with her, but a photo of her family and a few personal, sentimental items that she could not live without. Nothing more then that would fit inside a purse. It was the only baggage she was allowed to carry with her. He would provide all else.

"Hey lady?" The voice of the cab driver brought Anne back to the present moment. She realized she was sitting there staring at her new Masters home. She looked up into the rearview mirror meeting the gaze of the driver who was looking at her curiously.

"I am sorry, what did you say?" she shook her head trying to erase her thoughts.

"That will be twenty bucks lady."

She looked at him and her heart pounded nervously. "I have to go up to the house and get your money." Knowing full well she did not bring cash with her. She was instructed she would not need it. All her finances were legally tied up in a trust fund in her Master's and her name. She would receive it back upon the death of her Master.

The cab driver sighed in disgust. "Well hurry up lady, I don't have all day!"

She stepped out of the cab into the rain and hurriedly walked to the house and up the porch. By the time she got there she was completely soaked from head to toe. Her unsteady fingered pressed the small button of the doorbell. She tried to fluff her hair a little bit hoping she didn't look bad, after all Master had not seen her yet and she not seen him. This was to be an actual surprise. It had seemed it didn't matter of her looks, just her ability to give herself completely to him without hesitation. No answer came to the door. Anne turned to look back at the cab and shrugged. The cab driver rolled down the window and shouted at her he was not leaving and the meter was still running. She pressed the doorbell once more and the door opened fast and hard. It startled Anne and made her jump. The man that was coming out the door was ruggedly handsome. He appeared to be in his mid thirties and very tall with dark almost black hair, his eyes of the cold same color. His square chin was set and he did not smile, as he looked his slave up and down one time.

"Hand me your purse." He said cold and hard. She handed it to him her hands shaking nervously. He threw it inside the door letting the screen door slam shut as he walked out on to the porch shadowing her small frame.

"Remove yourself from my porch till I invite you onto it." He stared right into her eyes. She backed herself off the porch back out into the rain and stood there letting the rain pummel her. He looked away from her and saw the cab sitting at the end of his driveway. He pointed at it and asked in a cold demanding voice, "Why is that still here?"

Anne looked back to the cab and back to her new Master, "I have yet to pay him Sir. I did not have any cash on me."

Without a word, she watched as her new Master walk into the house and returned a second later carrying an umbrella. She sighed a breath of relief thinking he was going to hand it to her and the money for her to go give the cab driver. Instead he opened it and walked past her towards the cab himself leaving her standing in the rain. She watched him walk up to the cab as the cab driver rolled down the window. Her Master leaned over as if he was having a private joke with the driver. A few minutes later her Master stood up and walked back to her. She noticed the cab did not drive away. Instead it looked as if it was put in park and the driver leaned back looking relaxed.

Anne did not know what to make of it. Perhaps she was too ugly for her Master and he was sending her packing before anything even started. Master walked up to her again looking her over. Tears began to well in her eyes as he stared at her.

"Why are you crying my pet?" He asked.

"I fear I have not pleased you with my looks and you are sending me back."

He eyed her closely, his eyes narrowing. "I told you once, the only way you are leaving me will be if I trade you, sell you or I die. You came to me of your own will. Now that you have, you are not going anywhere." He paused a moment watching the rain splash over her face, her dark red hair plastered down over her soft oval face. Her clothing molded to her small frame. He began to imagine what lied beneath. "STRIP!"

She looked up at Him in complete shock. Her mouth dropped open as the tears momentarily stopped. She heard him but all comprehension left her. Her voice squealed "Here?"

"Did I stutter?" He coldly glared at her. "I said strip now, DO NOT make me repeat myself again!"

Her unsteady fingers began to unbutton the blouse she wore. Her Master walked away from her back up onto the porch, closing the umbrella. He turned back to her and said, "When you have finished removing your clothes and I mean all of them, you will pick them up and carry them around to the back. There is a garbage can there. Throw them out. You have no use for clothing with me. After you finish that task, come and ring my doorbell again. When I answer I expect you to be off my porch at the bottom of the steps on your knees facing the door, your thighs spread and your arms crisscrossed behind your back. Do you understand everything I have instructed? You may speak."

"Yes Sir."

"Yes Master." He corrected her

"Yes Master." She repeated as she pulled off her blouse, standing there looking at Him in her bra and jeans. The rain already soaked through the material and her nipples were hard and pressed very visible through the wet bra.

With that she watched her Master enter his home and shut the door.

She was left alone to her task outside in the pouring rain, in full view of the neighborhood and the cab driver who by now had sat up and was watching her closely. She began to think this is not what she had expected. She wanted love, not to be humiliated. She had so many romantic dreams of their first meeting but nothing came close to this. She kicked off her shoes and socks and unzipped her jeans and pulled them off letting them stay on the ground. She decided to hurry and finish her task and removed her bra and panties. Standing there completely nude she quickly picked everything up and ran around to the back of the house in search of the garbage can and dumping what was left of her belongings in there.

She ran back around to the front looking up seeing the cab driver lustfully glaring at her nude body. She tried to ignore him as she ran quickly up the steps of the porch and rang the doorbell. As she took her spot at the bottom of the steps of the porch, a few cars drove by on the road. One came to a screeching halt as

Some teenage boys hooted and hollered at her, laughing and sneering at her naked body. She dropped to her knees and spread her legs as instructed ignoring everyone around her. She crossed her arms behind her back, which made her jut her breasts forward. Her face was flushed with redness, her humiliation evident to anyone who looked at her. Master never came to the door for a full five minutes. Each second was agonizing for her. She had never been exposed publicly before. The teenage boys took in their fill of her pale body in the rain making rude and disgusting suggestions at her. She felt her body blush in a searing fire. Against her will her body reacted to being exposed. The moistness developing between her spread legs.

Her Master finally opened the door and stepped onto the porch looking down at his new pet. He smiled to himself, happy that she chose to obey and completed her tasks. He looked to the street and told the boys to move on, they had enough fun. With that they honked their horn and hollered as they screeched away.

"Stand up, slave." He commanded. She stood up not daring to lift her face to him. She kept her arms behind her back as she stood up.

"Walk to me and hold out your right hand." She did as she was told and he placed a fifty-dollar bill in her hand. "Go pay the man who was kind enough to bring you to me." She looked up at her Master disbelieving he was making a spectacle out of her. She gripped the bill and glared at her Master. He gave a stern look and pointed for her to move to the driver. As she turned to walk away He told her to stop. She did with her back to him she listened. "After you pay your driver ask him if there is anything else you can do to please him before he leaves. Maybe that will teach you to never give me that look again." He watched as her shoulders slumped at hearing his words. He smiled to himself satisfied that she knew she was wrong.

Her small naked form walked down the driveway towards the cab and her Master took a seat on the swing on the porch and watched her. She made her way to the cab and walked out into the street to the driver's side door. The driver rolled down his window glaring at the red headed beauty nude before him. She held out the fifty-dollar bill to him. The driver licked his lips with his fat tongue and thanked her as he stared at her tits.

"Master has requested me to ask you if there is anything else I can do to please you before you leave." She spoke with her eyes down cast. Knowing full well that Master was watching every move she made.

The driver grunted his surprise and looked back at the house at her Master almost disbelieving what she had asked. Her Master bowed politely to the driver telling him to go ahead. The driver turned to the slave grinning from ear to ear.

"As a matter of fact, you can." He ogled at her as he opened the car door right into the street. The rain had slowed to a mere drizzle by then. The driver stood up and undid his pants in front of the slave exposing his thick, sweaty, already hard cock and balls at her. "Suck me off, bitch."

He sat back down in his car with his legs spread for her to kneel on the asphalt between them. She took one look at him and almost gagged at the thought. She looked up at her Master over the car and he just sat there watching her and waiting. She didn't see any sign that he was going to call her back before pleasing the driver. She sighed reluctantly and kneeled before the man who was stroking himself in front of her.

The road was rough on her tender knees as she took her position. She leaned over him and opened her mouth to take his cock between her lips. Her hands went up to grab the base of the cock when the driver stopped her and grabbed her hands. He lifted is body slightly, placing her hands under his butt so that he could sit on her palms. "Your hands are not going to help you here because I am going to face fuck you, you little slut."

The head of his cock bopped against her eye and nose as he readjusted his position. He placed his hands on the back of her head and pushed her mouth down around his cock. He pulled her hair hard as he thrusted between her lips shoving his meat deep in her throat. He could feel her gag and shudder as he buried himself in her moist mouth.

"Relax bitch and suck me!" He screamed at her. She tried the best she could to suck the pungent man in her mouth. The smell of his sex filled her nostrils making her ill. He grabbed her ears and begun pumping in and out of her lips repeatedly. She struggled some to keep rhythm with his thrusts. Her mouth contracted around his shaft as she sucked her cheeks in as he slammed in her mouth. She heard him grunting with every thrust and felt him tense up.

The familiar voice of her Master appeared from behind her instructing her at that point. "You will hold his cum in your mouth when he does. Do not spit or swallow it. Do you understand?"

She nodded as she felt the disgusting man spill his seed in her mouth, filling her cheeks with his cum. The driver thrusted a few more times shooting his load to her throat. She struggled not to spill any from her lips and tried not to swallow any of the salty liquid.

The driver grunted loudly finish up and sighing. "Oh hell yeah! You have one sweet little slave there!" He produced a cheesy grin as Anne pulled herself from his cock. He released her hands and watched as her cheek fill face stood up in the street. Her master grabbed a fistful of her thick hair and demand that she show the driver what she kept to remember him by. She opened her mouth to show the cab driver all his cum in her mouth. The driver then laughed as he pulled up his pants. "That's good you will never forget this because I sure won't! Wait till I tell the guys at the bar." He stated as he shut his car door. "They won't believe a word of it!" With that the driver honked his horn and waved as he drove away leaving the Master and his naked slave standing in the middle of the road.

Master then turned and walked back to the house, Anne followed behind him still holding the man's repugnant cum in her mouth unsure what to do with it. Her Master never looked back to see if she was following. He just assumed she would in her embarrassment. When he finally reached the porch he climbed the few steps to the top and turned to her.

"Please kneel where you are and assume your position." He command to her softly

She did as she was asked very quickly, hoping he would letting her do something with the jiz in her mouth that was growing cold and very liquidy from mixing with her saliva. Her Master stared at her small form on the ground. A little of the cum had seeped out, dribbling down her chin. He grinned at her. "Open your mouth and show me." She did without hesitation.

He began to speak to her very softly. "I hope you learned something here. I did what I did to show you that you have no choices here. Your choices ended when you took your first step on my porch. You must trust me to make the right decisions for you. Do you understand?" She nodded. "Your life has changed now; my will is your will. That is all you have to worry about. Do you understand?" She nodded again. "Very well my pet, you may swallow the contents of your mouth now."

Anne closed her eyes and struggled swallowing the cum. He watched her face make many expressions as she swallowed. He laughed loudly at her. He pointed out that she had some on her chin and she took her hand and wiped it clean. "Lick it off your hand slave; never waste a precious gift from a man." She did as she was told. "Stand slave, you are now invited on my porch." She stood up and slowly walked up the steps to him. He opened the front door open for her and said, "Welcome home slave." And she entered her master's house.