Date: Wed, 27 Oct 2004 01:58:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: ray hkg <rayrayhkg@yahoo.com>
Subject: Change of my life (installment no 6)

WARNING: This story is about homosexual and domination. If this subject
offends you, or if it is illegal in your country, or if you are under the
legal age, please do not read further and leave.

Change of my life (Chapter 6)

By: Ray  ( rayrayhkg@yahoo.com )

Chapter 6: Prepare for submission.

i missed Master Jack a lot on the flight. i cannot keep from thinking
about Master Jack and the ways He shaved me, bonded me, whipped me and
tortured me. I also keep thinking in sucking and serving Master Jack. All
the scenes appeared just like a slide show.

i have made a dream on the plane. In the dream, i was totally
clean-shaven and naked except for my collar, piercing, cock cage, a
tail-like butt plug in my ass, and tattoos on my body. With Master Jack
leashing me like a dog, to a group of people. They shouted at me and
laughed at me that i was only suitable to live as a dog-slave. I was not
angry but feels happy and to show my happiness by wagging my tail.

i take out the contract when i was awaked. i go through the contract
Master Jack has given to me. It is similar to the training contract i
have signed before my training session began. Except for stating i am
voluntarily giving up all my soul, body and human rights in order to
submitted as Master Jack's slave property, Master has the sole decision
how to shave me, dress me, mark me, tattoo me, piercing me, punish me, or
else to make me appear as His owned slave property. Master has a promise
to maintain my health status and promised no scat, blood and bareback
session. However, Master has withdrew the safe word as He mentioned on
the contract that as a full time owned slave property, i has no right to
stop Him as He has the absolute right and He will keep His promises not
to put me into danger. It isn't a matter, as i know i can fully trust on
Master Jack.

In the last paragraph, Master Jack wrote, "slave, used to named as Ray
in the free human role, is now named by its Master as "x", with a slave
registration numbered 471272. Once slave x signed and finger-printed on
this contract, slave x will then voluntarily become Master Jack's owned
slave property and only named as "x" or "slave x". its human name
only used for identification in the human world."

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The next item is "slave's human signature and finger-print."

i signed after reading it but just can't fingerprint at the same time as
i don't have the ink to do so. i start worrying about the reactions of
my parents and friends after i told them what i am going to do. i can
only feel sorry to them but the slavery life is what i looked for. i hope
they can understand as everyone has to right to decide how they live, and
this is my choice.

When i was back to home, i stripped at once and lock back to the cock
cage and the shackles. i can't forget Master Jack has told me He has the
first idea of tattooing me. i use a bold marker to draw an "x" to each
of my nipples and the word "slave" over each of the "x"s. i looked
from the mirror and found it is a really interesting look and much more
funny together with the tits pierced. Then fingerprinted the contract by
the inkpad and start writing my resign letter to have it handed to my
department head on the next morning.

i handed my resign letter to the department head. He asked for the reason
and i just told him that a friend of mine in US invited me to help him
and i accept his offer during the visit, and i also enjoy the life there.
He has nothing to said but wish me lucky, and a reference letter together
with a confirmation note will be sent to me in the afternoon.

i worked with my colleagues close together but we are not friends, so i
don't need to tell them the truth. But i am really enjoyed to live as a
slave.

A confirmation note is sent to me in the afternoon stating my resignation
is accepted. After deducting my remained annual leave and OT, my last
working date is Nov 13. i have handed over my works before my vacation,
so there is not much works need to be handover. The department head only
asked me to help the colleagues and i don't have much to do.

i called my friends and asked for a meeting at the weekend. i just tell
them I will leave within a week or two and will tell the details in the
meeting.

i go to visit my parents after work. At first, i can't say a word. After
a deep breath, i told them i am gay and i had found a master to own me as
His slave. They shocked then dad asked, "What the hell are you talking
about?" i try my best to explain to them that like the old times,
Masters own slaves. And the unlikeness is, i have to satisfy all
Master's requirement, including sex, and i will only become a slave and
nothing more. i played the photo cd to show some of my slave-training
photos Master Jack took.

i am sure that if they are not healthy enough, they must as pass out
after seeing my photos. My mother ran to her bedroom and cannot keep from
crying. My father smacked my face and looked at me angrily without saying
a word.

"Sorry dad! But this is what i really look for. i knew the idea is crazy
and does not make sense at all. But the truth is, i like it. i have to
tell you that since i was a teenager, i start tiring myself up and i
found I like to be tied up. The elder i grew up, the more i liked to be
bonded up." i said and start unzipping my trousers to shown him my
shaved and cage-locked cock. "i used to lock myself up like this and
now, my Master lock me up and has total control over me. i loved to be
controlled."

Another smack from my father and he said, "Leave and never come back! i
don't have such a crazy son!"

"Sorry dad! Take care and goodbye!" i said as i put an envelope on the
table and leave.

In the envelope, there is a check of half of my savings, and a letter
saying i am really sorry to them and explaining my feeling towards
slavery. Anyway, i found i have put down a load.

There is not much for me to do in the office in the following days. I
checked for the flight information and decided to take the afternoon
flight on the coming Monday, Nov 15, back to Master Jack's place. I send
an email to Master Jack to confirm I have signed the contract, resigned
from my job, told my parents the truth and the planned meeting with my
friends, and finally my flight details.

Master replied to my email wrote only, "wait for me at the airport.
Master Jack."

i have called the estate agent to terminate the lease contract of the
apartment and arrange a time on Sunday to return the keys. Also called
the car agent to sell my car and finally negotiated for the best price.

i don't need my clothing anymore, but just a suitcase is enough to avoid
questioning from the immigration and customs. I packed up the remained
and sent to a local charity organization.

i have reserved a private room to meet my friend in a Chinese restaurant.
When everybody arrived, they asked for the reason of gathering. i tell
them i will leave Hong Kong on Monday and start my new life in US. i tell
them i will describe in details after dinner as my idea is crazy. They
keep asking if i have found someone very special during my last vacation
and i don't tell after meal.

There is nothing to hind and the time to tell the truth. Everyone is
shocked and in dead silence after listening to what I have said. After a
few minutes, my best friend, Kei said, "Well, this is what you choose
and I hope you have made a correction decision. We are adult and matured
enough to have everything though very carefully before we do. Anyway, if
you have any problem, you can call me anytime and I will always on your
side, Ray!"

i have no more to say but thank them. They shacked with me and left with
an excuse. i know it is difficult for them to face me and i would be the
same if my fried told the same to me. But i don't feel lonely. All i can
feel is relaxed because i have nothing to worry about anymore. All i have
to do is to serve my Master and i know Master Jack will train me as His
good slave.

The estate agent called me at night to confirm the time i left and he
will pay back the deposits at the time i return the keys. i asked him to
come over on time at 9am on Monday as i have to head to the airport.

At Sunday night, I received a phone call. At first, it is silence. Then I
heard mum's voice "Take care son! This is always your home!"

"Take care mum! Sorry! Bye!" i said then i hang up. i love my parents,
but i love my Master more, i love to be His slave property.

On Monday morning, I packed my shackles into the suitcase and the
contract in my hand-carry bag. The agent came to collect the keys on
time. After checking up everything, he paid back my deposit and asked me
to call him when i come back.

i headed to the bank to have all my remained savings exchanged into US
dollars, and to pay me in form of bank draft collectable in LA. When i
cash it at LA, i will hand the money to Master Jack.

At the airport, i decided not to unlock my cock cage and I know i will
have no more decision power on myself after 12 hours. I set off the metal
detector and double check me with the hand-carry metal detector. They
found my belt has two large metal rings for fastening and did not go
further and let me pass. Just wonder how will they react if they found
the truth.

The feeling is totally different from the last flight. Three weeks ago, i
was filled with fantasy. Now, everything is real, I have to live as a
slave forever and i can't turn back, especially after Master Jack had me
marked as His slave.

I can't sleep well on the whole flight and keep thinking what Master
Jack has designed for my salve tattoo. I was a bit nervous but very
excited. I haven't had any tattoos or piercing before but I will have
them on my body, not as "up-date fashion" but "marks of a slave".

After passing through the immigration and custom, i looked around for
Master Jack in the lobby of the arrival hall. i remembered Master jack
has ordered me to wait for Him at the airport, but He has not told me
where to wait for Him. In my mind, there are two options. First is to
wait for Master Jack at the chair He sat last time. Second is to wait for
Master jack at the car park He parked the car last time. Both places are
not difficult to locate. The point is where to wait for Master.

(To be continued)

Arthur's note: I have received some readers' email, sending me with
their own experiences and suggestions. I do really thanks everyone who
has read my story and sending me the feedback. I will promise to reply to
every email I received as soon as possible. Once again, any comments are
welcomed, thanks a lot!