Leaving boarding school, I came out of this early part of my life a pure lesbian, unscathed physically, but mentally submissive in the extreme and with a kinky craving for Piss.

My devotion was such that I tried to stay in touch with Rachel Harper, but to no avail. The school informed me that Miss Harper had resigned from her position at the school recently and moved abroad, somewhere in Europe, but they had no address for her.

Somewhere inside me I was devastated; I had lost someone I cared for deeply…had devoted myself to and worshipped.

I achieved excellent ‘A’ level results and with Daddy’s influence…the LSE followed, then a degree in Economics and Management and three years of hedonism.

I met and fell in lust with three of the most amazing lesbian girls in the world! They were like Rachel Harper on steroids, so bossy and my humiliation their goal in life…giggles. We shared a house in Camden Town and were inseparable, not only the best of friends, but total confidants!

We partied like the world was going to end tomorrow. Lesbian and Gay clubbing was especially erotic, as they would dress me in shiny black latex and heels, with a collar and chain around my neck. I would spend nearly the entire night on my knees between them on the dance floor, only letting me up embarrassingly to show off my cum-soaked face and to humiliate me.

At our house, I was their slave. They fucked me and abused me verbally and physically. Discovering my craving for being pissed on, they took extreme advantage and showered me regularly in the bath, and forced me to drink and swallow their gorgeous golden nectar.

My time at university was an exciting time in my life, and I enjoyed it immensely. Emotionally, my relationship with my bestie girlfriends developed and flourished. We kept in touch, and they regularly visited the house in Brighton that my parents bought for me.

I wanted to travel! One of my mother’s friends owned a private jet charter company. I went on a training course and was employed as a flight attendant/hostess by his company, working and travelling all over Europe. It was an exciting time.

It was during this time that one day, idly perusing the internet, I came across Lushstories.com. It was to change my life. I joined and took the pseudonym Mina Murray, a character from my favourite novel, “Dracula,” probably the world’s most beautiful love story.

I liked and was excited by the anonymity and the concept of virtual online sex.

Having created a profile for myself as a young submissive lesbian, I was soon being flirted with and propositioned by Dominant females as well as inundated with messages from men, even though my profile stated I was lesbian. I ignored the men in a friendly way and concentrated on being seduced by Dominant ladies. I was happy with sex in real life, but was intrigued by cybersex and role play.

Over a period of time, I had several women dominate me, and all of them were amazing, all of them different in their own, unique ways. They owned and abused me, each having their own particular kinks and fantasies. I was hung from ceilings, strapped to St. Andrews crosses and altars…whipped and lashed, fucked with huge girl cocks, some of them ejaculating faux cum in huge quantities filling my womb and anus till I overflowed.

They would role-play me in different social scenarios…both public and private, involving other women…where I was sexually abused and vilified in the most disgusting ways, called dirty, filthy sexual names, harangued with sexual innuendos…slapped and spat at. I was made a Toilet Slut and used as one…shared amongst their friends, being showered on and forced to drink their piss. No lesbian deviant sexual degradation was left unfulfilled.

Then one day out of the blue, I was messaged by a woman called Vanessa.

She was different! I can’t explain, it was a feeling deep inside me, the language she used conjured up Rachel Harper in my mind. There was an aura about her, something powerful that had my mind drifting into subspace. I was tentative but positive in my reply, knowing in my mind, I was succumbing to her, a feeling that “resistance was futile” enveloped my mind and body.

A little research informed me that Vanessa was a kitten, owned by Haley! A renowned Domme. Vanessa was special to this Domme and had been registered as her Slave at a slave registration site online. Haley made her an Alpha, which is a Domme in her own right.

This was all new to me, this world of online D/s, but I was determined to learn the intricacies and delights of the online Domme/sub world. It was to me, a new and exciting adventure.

I couldn’t resist Vanessa’s advances; she was like a female Genghis Khan, sexually conquering my mind and body. I succumbed to her, I knelt and offered myself in sexual perpetuity, I wantonly and lasciviously begged to be owned and enslaved by her.

Feeling reborn, I was introduced to the joys and pleasures of online submission. I responded willingly and enthusiastically, changing my profile status to owned, begging her to degrade and humiliate me sexually.

Ordered to kneel at her feet and directed to lick clean and polish her black shiny leather high heels with my long snakelike tongue was ecstasy…being told to salaciously lick up her long slim sheer nylon clad legs and pull off her panties with my teeth, had me drooling sexy slimy saliva…leaving trails of sexual slime on her stockings.

The love and craving for the aroma and taste of leather, latex and sheer nylon had been ingrained in my mind and soul by Rachel Harper and her deviant friends Jade, Anna and Julia…I was in awe.

She grasped my long, naturally blonde hair entwining it in her fingers, pulling my face down onto her vulva… “lick my labia” she demanded. I licked and lapped like a li’l puppy dog, long sensuous strokes up and down her labia. She was relentless… “eat my clit, tongue fuck my urethra you li’l whore.” She dribbled piss on my face as she exploded in orgasm, squirting…spraying…cumming like a fountain.

Dragging my face across her perineum, she ordered me to tongue fuck her anus… “I want an anal orgasm, you dirty, filthy anal slut,” she screamed at me.

I licked around her puckered asshole as her anal ring gaped for me, stabbing my long tongue deep, I tongue fucked her anus ruthlessly…like an anal Whore in heat. I fingered her clitoris as she writhed and squirmed her asscheeks on my face, exploding in another fountain-like orgasm…Drenching my face in cum and piss.

I was in Subspace heaven, my mind drifting back to thoughts of Rachel Harper and her friends, and praying that Vanessa would enslave me forever.

Even if I say so myself, I was very good at cybersex, I believed in it! I lived the sexual dalliances, the emotions and orgasms were real to me, and I wanted nothing more than to pleasure and please. I craved the deviance of being a Toilet Slut! Pissed on and made to drink and swallow the wonderful golden sexual nectar. I had discovered my online Nirvana in Vanessa, and therefore the following was a very difficult decision to make.

It was winter in the UK and summer in Australia, and I asked my boss for a six-month sabbatical to visit my only sibling and older brother, who had moved to Perth some years earlier and made his fortune. With a helpful nod from Mummy, he agreed.

I decided, as I wanted to concentrate on this foreign venture without distractions, to delete my Lush account and reinstate it on my return. This unfortunately led to Vanessa and I drifting apart.

Australia is a hotbed of gorgeous, young, athletic and very sexy Lesbian women and girls, some thankfully extremely competent Dommes, but that is a story for another day.

After returning from Australia, I settled back into work, flying around Europe, looking after the company’s clients and resuming my amazing sex sessions with my Bestie girlfriends. They came and stayed at my house in Brighton, and we partied like we had at uni, I showed them the gay nightlife in Brighton and enjoyed being their slave again, being fucked, pissed on and made to worship them.

Eventually, I rejoined Lush. I experienced a few encounters with different Dominant women over a period of time during which I was abused and role-played in several different lesbian scenarios.

Later, I got together with Vanessa again. It was both romantic, and once again, I felt subservient. I immediately fell into my role as her devoted slave, and she devoured me sexually. Our relationship blossomed, my deviant sexual training, education and my path to depravity under her guidance was awesome!

But over time, it became infrequent, and I would spend days not having any contact with her. This situation dragged on and on; I was becoming sad and felt unloved. Unfortunately, Vanessa had a lot going on in real life. She was very much committed to helping and doing what she could for the people of Ukraine, which I found extremely commendable. But these responsibilities resulted in her not being online as often as she would have liked.

We chatted about this, I explained to her my feelings, but she already knew the fact that I was a needy young thing! With that in mind she reluctantly decided to gift me to her owner Haley, who after a long discussion, happily accepted me into her family and took on the responsibility for this needy submissive lesbian’s future training, sexual education and guidance on her path to depravity.

Vanessa remains my Alpha.

I found this both humbling and humiliating. I personally find the thought of being shared, sold, auctioned…or in this case given away…as a sex slave extremely erotic.

There is a film, one of my favourites entitled “On Consignment Three.” I explicitly empathise with the main character, a beautiful blonde teen who is prepared for consignment as a lesbian slave while kept in Madame's castle. Madame's sexy maid is entrusted to train her, using both sexual favours and punishments to ensure complete obedience and submission and prepare her for sale to her future dominant Mistress. I recommend its viewing, and in particular, the last scene, which involves the sale and a branding which had me personally creaming my labia in orgasm.

Over the next few months, I saw very little of Vanessa. She was very rarely on Lush, her time taken up with her charitable work in Ukraine. Haley told me they discussed me often, especially my training and the plans they had for my future.

I happily settled into work, resuming my regimen of open water swimming (the way I kept my lithe figure) and spending time with my bestie real-life girlfriends.

Haley is an amazing Domme. Her philosophy is one of total obedience! Her rules, which I learnt very quickly, were simple but designed to be effective and keep her kittens in line. I was always to address Her as Mistress and Vanessa as Miss, greet Her online every morning and always greet Her in the basement on Lush…kneeling at Her heels, legs stretched apart, back straight, breasts pushed out nipples pert and erect, taut and sensitive, my hands clasped behind my back and my eyes focused on Hers. I was not allowed to chat until given permission, and I would follow on my knees behind Her, one pace to the right. I felt a loyal and devoted Kitten.

She wasn’t interested in sex with me. She had her girlfriends, although She occasionally had me drink Her golden nectar as Her official Toilet Slut.

She told me, Her kink was control, direction and the sexual choreography of Her kittens, which She aptly displayed with me in the Basement.

I built up a media album of outfits I liked! As She often asked me to tell her what I was wearing for Her. She enjoyed having me perform for Her and the pleasure of the basement clientele, embarrassing and humiliating me which had my labia oozing cunt cream, I was always moist being, naturally a wet girl (if you know what I mean).

After discussions with Miss Vanessa, it was decided by them both that I would be trained in the art of pleasing men and eventually be broken! Becoming their online bisexual Slave.

One day, in conversation about my training, I admitted to Mistress Haley that I was gifted. When asked in what way, I told her that I was one of the 35% of girls who didn’t suffer with gag reflex, I could swallow anything with ease and without gagging. I explained that Rachel Harper had discovered this and taken full advantage of it.

Mistress was impressed and told me that my mouth and throat would now be used like my cunt and asshole as a hole for fucking by men’s cocks. She told me my training would proceed slowly and take place in the basement, she would choreograph me and invite men to participate. I would be told what to do and would obey Her every order without question, so that She would not be embarrassed by my refusal to do as She demanded.

Later…The basement, the whole room watching…She directed me, “Undress, kitten, and crawl to the man I have named, ask him if you may pull out his cock.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I undressed and crawled naked across the basement, kneeling between the man’s open legs. “Sir, may I take out your cock?”

“Yes, Mina,” he replied.

Taking his cock out, it’s huge, my li’l hands barely grasping it.

“Kitten, kiss the head just once,” Mistress Haley directed.

“Yes, Mistress.” Leaning forward, I kissed the head with my soft, crimson-painted lips…it sprang up, slapping my face.

“Kitten, your hands behind your back…lick it all and his balls,” She once again directed.

“Yes, Mistress.” I ran my moist tongue around its head and up and down its length. Leaning under it…I licked around his balls, salaciously lapping at them.

“Crawl back to me, Kitten and kneel at my feet.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good girl. Now tell me how it felt.”

“I felt sexy and a Slut Mistress, I enjoyed it very much.”

This training scenario happened on a regular basis with different men and got steadily increasingly sexually degrading and humiliating under Mistress’s careful choreography. Eventually, I was sucking cock deep into my throat, being mouth and throat fucked, the men cumming in my mouth. I was ordered by Mistress to swallow their orgasm.

One morning, Mistress told me, “I am going to ask Mistress Lisa if I may use her pups, John and Sam, in your training. We are good friends, and I’m sure she will agree. They are her subs and will do as they are told. You will like them, they are nice guys and very well endowed with huge, long, thick, heavily veined cocks with lovely, large, shaped heads.

“You will love them, crave them and display a wanton desperation when confronted by them in the basement. Learn what makes their cocks harder, makes them pulse and throb. If you don’t show the enthusiasm and desire for cock I want, I will punish you, Mina. Their arseholes will become a desirable hole for your tongue to lick and tongue fuck and you will beg for their piss in all your holes.

“You will wear the sheerest black hold-up stockings and shiny black heels! That’s all, why? Because they turn men on! Makes them harder for you, turns you into the wanton slut they desire and shows off the cum and piss that will ooze, drip and flow down your thighs and long slim legs.

“As John and Sam fuck, abuse and orgasm inside your holes…you will have an audience in the basement, you will listen to their encouragement and comments, you will see as men take out their cocks and stroke them while watching you.

You’ll beg them to gather around you, wank, cum and piss over you.”

Weeks later, after many sessions of depraved and abusive training with John and Sam in the basement, I was told the day had arrived, I was going to be officially “BROKEN.”

I arrived in the basement wearing the sheerest black hold-up stockings and shiny black heels. my long, naturally wavy blonde hair hanging loosely over my shoulders, my lips a picture of crimson succulence.

Mistress Haley and Miss Vanessa sat comfortably with their friends, sipping champagne, watching intently as I joined John and Sam in the middle of the room. Looking around, I was surrounded by women, and men with their cocks out, stroking them.

There was a black leather-covered bench. I was picked up and laid on it by John and Sam, my head hanging over one end, their cocks hanging hugely semi-hard, their balls heavy with cum. John positioned himself over my face, laying his cock’s head on my open mouth full of slimy saliva drooling over my crimson lips.

Sam stood between my open legs and lifted my black shiny heels, handing them to John who pulled my legs open and back over my shoulders. Sam placed his huge cock’s head on my labia, teasing it open. They plunged together, their huge cocks thrusting fully into me! Deep into my throat and cunt, my face showed me screaming but without sound, just slimy saliva drooling from my mouth.

They fucked me ruthlessly for a short time before pulling out and kneeling at my side. Grasping a breast each, they massaged them roughly, sucking my taut and pert sensitive nipples into their mouths, biting them until my flesh was bleeding. I screamed in agony as they pushed fingers into my mouth in a fucking motion to silence me, slapping my face and spitting at me.

They picked me up and roughly arranged me on my knees, pushing me forward onto my elbows. John slid under me and slapped his cock on my labia. Forcing it between my lips, he entered me, slipping deep into my cunt. Sam stood over my asscheeks and John wrapped his arms around me, pulling me down onto him, pushing my asscheeks high in the air.

Sam was spitting at my anus before wiping the head of his cock around the puckered hole, then I felt him pushing against my anal ring, pressing then… Fukkk! The pain as he slipped into my anus, pushing deep into me. I could feel his huge cock rubbing against John’s member inside me, as they both ruthlessly fucked me hard and fast, pumping their huge cocks into my cunt and asshole.

I could hear my Mistresses discussing me, and I looked over as Mistress Haley announced to the room that she wanted me Airtight! She called over two guys and asked them if they would like to put their cocks in my mouth. They nodded and grabbed my head. Their cocks were smaller than John and Sam’s, and from each side they forced them into my mouth, stretching my crimson lips around the heads.

The four men fucked my holes relentlessly, then grunting and growling like animals, their cocks pulsating and throbbing, they exploded in orgasm together.

They spurted rope after rope of hot cum into my holes, flooding my mouth, cunt and anus. I naturally orgasmed with them like a fountain…squirting and spraying cum and piss over their cocks.

Mistress spoke and the two guys who had cum in my mouth pulled out of me and returned to their seats. John and Sam stood me up and showed me to the room, cum drooling from my succulent crimson lips over my breasts, my cunt and anus oozing copious amounts of cum which flowed down my thighs soaking my sheer black stockings. They laid me back down on the leather bench as my Mistress invited anyone who wanted to piss on me to please take their pleasure.

I opened my legs and mouth in anticipation.

Mistress announced to the room that I was now Broken! and officially Bisexual online. I would be registered as her Owned Slave at the slave registration site online, with the Lush name Haleysnolimitslavemina, and that sexually, Limits and Safe Words would not apply to me.

My life on Lush changed dramatically after being broken. Mistress Haley and Miss Vanessa elevated my training…my bisexuality allowing them more variety in my sexual abuse. My lesbian desire to tongue and worship cunt and arse was now combined with a craving for cock which I desired more and more.

At the time, my real life also took a turn for the better. I was called into the company’s offices as my boss wanted to speak to me. Apparently, he had been very impressed with feedback he received from clients about me. Realising that I possessed talents beyond the position I currently held, and taking into account my LSE degree and after speaking to my Mother about my future, he offered me the position of PR director of the company, which I gratefully accepted.

Telling my bestie girlfriends about my good news, they insisted on a weekend of partying at my house in Brighton to celebrate.

It was Saturday lunchtime, my phone and the front doorbell rang, almost simultaneously, and I was commanded, “Shut your eyes and open the door!”

My three girlfriends hustled in “Open your eyes!”

They took the full-length coat off of her…there in front of me stood the most beautiful black girl I’d ever seen!

“She’s nineteen, lesbian, and yours for the weekend!” They shouted, cheering and clapping.

I have never worshipped a black girl but have always felt extremely submissive in their presence. To me, they are the essence of Dominance (as are black men in my opinion).

For this story, we shall refer to her as Ebony.

Both of us were smiling, and I threw my arms around her, kissing her passionately. Then I stood back and took her in visually. She was beautiful, taller than me, slim, her face exquisite, with long, straight black hair, her body jet black. Her breasts were full, with taut nipples already erect. She possessed a stunning vulva, the tightest labia and long, slim legs. She pirouetted, and my mouth dropped! Her asscheeks had me drooling and my girlfriends laughing.

We went gay clubbing that night, I was dressed in a very short and low cut, paper-thin shiny black latex dress, heels and wearing a black leather studded collar and leash.

I was their slave and behaved accordingly. On the dance floor, I was pulled to the floor by them and made to tongue their cunts and arses, my face drooling in slimy cum, cunt and arse juice as they showed me off and displayed me humiliatingly.

They took me home and we all gathered naked in my wet room.

Encouraged by my girlfriends, I knelt in front of Ebony, gazing at her tight black labia. She gripped my head and forced it against her cunt.

My tongue licked and separated her tight labia, displaying her beautiful pink cunt. I tongued the fleshy sheath until her li’l pink pearl revealed itself, salaciously ravishing it as she squirmed and writhed on my face, her orgasmic juices covering my face in a snail-like slime. My hands grasped her asscheeks and fingered her anal ring as I tongue-fucked her urethra until she began to piss on me.

My girlfriends whipped me with their crops, encouraging my body into a state of ecstasy.

Laying me on the floor, Ebony’s black asscheeks lowered onto my face. I spat at the sweetly puckered black hole, licking so submissively around her anal ring. I was in subspace as I stabbed my long, snakelike tongue at her black hole, pushing it deep into her anus, stretching, till it hurt. She rode my tongue like it was a dildo until, screaming, she slammed her black asscheeks down, smothering my face and anally orgasmed!

My girlfriends whipped my breasts, labia and thighs as I orgasmed with her.

Cumming like a fountain, she squirted and pissed herself, drenching my face and pooling cum and piss on the floor around me.

While Ebony attached a huge, thick-veined ten-inch black strapon girlcock to herself, the girls put me in a sling, hanging from rings in the ceiling, my wrists and ankles cuffed.

I writhed and squirmed as Ebony placed the cock’s head on my cum-drenched labia and pushed it deep into my soaking cunt…only to lube it before pulling out and teasing my anal ring with the huge, shaped head. Grasping my stretched open thighs and pulling me towards her she thrust into my asshole, plunging deep into my anus as I screamed in agony and ecstasy.

Two of the girls whipped my breasts and body as the other covered my face with her cunt and pissed into my open mouth, emptying her bladder and filling my li’l belly with her golden nectar.

They took turns as Ebony ruthlessly and relentlessly fucked my anus, ramming the huge black girlcock deep into the dark recesses of my anal passage. Tears of submission ran down my face as I orgasmed over and over again, squirting and spraying cum and piss over Ebony’s black girlcock as it plunged into my anus.

Screaming, she orgasmed, cumming and pissing as she thrust her black girlcock deep into my arsehole for the final time. Pulling out of my anus, she walked around and laid the ten inches of slimy black girlcock on my piss-soaked face. It dripped slimy anal juices in my crimson- painted mouth as she wiped it over my face, ordering me to clean it.

Sunday…we had a wonderful day eating, drinking, getting to know Ebony and making plans for future adventures.

Epilogue

This Chapter brings me up to date and to the end of my Life Story so far.

I hope you have enjoyed reading it as much as I have enjoyed writing it.

I would like to bring some of the characters back to life in future stories, as I have been humbled by your written encouragement and kind comments on my writing.

I would also like to add that my “Path to Depravity” has been and will continue to be under the auspices of Mistress Haley and Miss Vanessa, without their guidance, encouragement and motivation…I feel I might be a lost soul.