It’d been a year since Maddy had seen the outside of the room.

Ever since she was purchased at auction, she’d been placed in this small room surrounded by concrete. Her new master was probably in his 50’s, but she never even knew his name.

She was blinded by lights when the hood was pulled off her head at the auction, listening carefully to how they described her, while trying to make out the men and women in the room.

“Female slave #3179, caucasian, blonde hair, 30 years of age, slim, medium breasts, general use, trained for oral, vaginal, and anal.” the auctioneer spoke, “Let the bidding begin…”

She couldn’t believe her ears, she was literally being auctioned off to a stranger, as nothing more than a few sexual statistics. She was trembling in fear, yet somehow more turned on than ever, not knowing what would happen next or if it was just for a night or if it was more permanent.

After she was sold, the hood was replaced and she quickly found herself being prepped for transport. Maddy was kept completely hooded and restrained, and placed inside a small crate before being loaded into her new Master’s truck.

The ride felt like it was going on forever, and she had no clue to where or with who. Maddy had always enjoyed being submissive, but this was an entirely new level. Still, with every bump and twist of the vehicle, she could feel her pussy growing wet.

Maddy had donated herself to the Slave Training Center after she broke up with her boyfriend 6 months ago, thinking it would be a fun way to spend a few months. She’d always wanted a more kinky relationship, but never felt fulfilled.

What she didn’t pay attention to when joining, was the 100 year commitment in the contract she signed, giving them the ability to transfer ownership as well.

Finally, the vehicle jerked to a stop and the sound of a garage door closing echoed through her head. She was sweating and anxious as her exposed body was now the property of a random stranger.

She heard the trunk open and felt the crate being lifted by a couple mysterious men. Somehow, knowing there was another person drove her mad. “Was it 2 men? Was it a friend? Who else was seeing her like this?”

She could feel the cage tilt and turn down a couple hallways and steps when finally it was abruptly set on the ground.

Maddy could feel the strangers eyes working her over, likely noticing how despite her fear, she was more turned on than ever. She was completely naked on her knees face down ass up in the cage, exposed to these men. The only protection she had was the hood over her head blinding and gagging her.

Slowly, she could hear the men removing the walls from the crate she was in, no knowing what would happen next. She had no options to even try and move as the rope holding her arms and legs together was plenty tight as a reminder.

Suddenly, her new Master grabbed her head and slowly raised it up so she was kneeling on what was once the floor of the crate.

Maddy was startled when a hand felt up her left breast, but she tried to keep her composure, afraid of what might happen if she didn’t. She’d been trained thoroughly at the STC and taught that any resistance would result in extreme pain.

Suddenly, the hand retracted, and she listened to a metal fumbling next to her. A cold thick steel collar was slowly placed around her neck, and she cringed as she heard it snap shut and lock.

She could feel a thick metal chain running down her body just between her breasts. Before she could even process it, the chain was pulled and she did her best to crawl forward on her knees.

Maddy made it off the base of the crate and could feel the cold concrete floor beneath her. The hard surface was uncomfortable, but somehow felt like an upgrade from the crate. She could feel her nipples getting perky and noticed the room was certainly on the cool side.

With a quick motion, her hood was pulled off and the built-in mouth gag with it. Maddy quickly tried to adjust her eyes to the light, finding that the room was dim, but desperately trying to make out the two figures in front of her.

She kneeled patiently as the two men came into focus. She had no clue which was her Master but she knew she was in for something now as they looked her over.

They stood there smiling as she tried to shift her eyes around the room. It was small, probably about 10x10 and had solid concrete walls, ceiling, and floor. She noticed cameras blinking in each corner pointing down towards her.

As she looked past the men she noticed the only door was solid steel, with a small opening towards the top that could be unlatched to see through, and a small one at the floor, likely for sliding food through.

Maddy wondered to herself what kind of strange prison she was in. In the center of the room she found the other end of the collars chain, bolted into the concrete with several large anchors.

Her thoughts continued to wonder when finally one of the men spoke, “Welcome home bitch,” he exclaimed, “you weren’t cheap, but I know you’ll prove to be worth the money.”

“Now, thank my friend here for helping get you down here,” he continued.

Maddy looked at the other man in fear of what he meant, “Thank you sir,” she quickly replied.

“Good toy,” her new owner responded, motioning to his friend as he slowly walked around to cut the rope from Maddy’s legs. “As you can see, I’ve got quite the nice home put together for you here. You have four walls and a roof, which is more than some.”

Maddy’s concern must have started showing, hearing that this was her new home, because the friend began to smile and chuckle.

“Now listen bitch, I want you to get comfortable here because it’s unlikely you'll ever leave this room. The chain attached to your neck is rated for 20,000 lbs and completely secured into the concrete, it’s not even long enough to reach the door so we don’t even need to discuss that.”

Maddy was trembling at these words, surely she didn’t think this man would truly go through with confining her to this room. She’d always wanted to be a submissive playtoy but not like this.

“Lastly,” he spoke, interrupting her thoughts, “you’ll notice this room is equipped with voice and video recording. These cameras stream to my phone, my TV, and a website we’ve set up for a few folks to enjoy.”

“This means that any unauthorized speech is prohibited. In addition, if we catch you attempting to touch or pleasure yourself in any way, you’ll regret it. The only warm or pleasurable feeling you’ll be receiving anymore is cock entering your holes.”

Maddy was in shock hearing these words. Not only was it clear they intended to keep her this way, but she also was realizing she’d be in this cold dark room, unable to even pleasure herself to pass the time.

She slowly lowered her head in disbelief trying not to cry as the men smiled and whispered to each other. The friend stepped outside and carried back in a small plastic container, placing it on the ground towards the wall.

“Here’s your litter box if you need to go,” he mentioned, shocking Maddy. Not only was she exposed to the mysterious cameras, but she’d be forced to relieve herself in front of them too.

With that, the men walked towards the door laughing about how they couldn’t wait to break her in. Maddy kneeled there on the cold floor, arms bound behind her, collar chained to the ground, and completely exposed.

As the men began to shut the door, her new owner turned and looked her in the eye, “have a good night bitch.”

TO BE CONTINUED…