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He couldn’t believe it was finally here. He truly felt that months of planning had paid off as the wheels of his plane made that familiar sound as they touched down. He had never been to Berlin before, and he looked out the window at the sun shining down, for some reason, he at all times saw Berlin as cloudy and overcast, but the brightness outside was the exact opposite. He instinctively reached in his pocket and took his phone out of airplane mode and messages filled the screen one after another. As the alerts stacked on top each other, his eyes tried hard to read them all, but he had no success, finally the last ding “Welcome to Hell.”

He was impressed by Mistress’ thoroughness, and commitment to the role. He had originally signed up for her prison camp, but three months out, realized the dates just couldn’t work – if he had gone the scheduled days, he would miss the work payout for which he’d been working the past four years – $3M as his business was acquired by a large conglomerate. He had wondered for sure when he told her about the situation, her response would be to simply point to the no-refund policy on the contract he’d signed to attend, but that was not the case. It was instead, a counteroffer, completely catering to his schedule. She even called to explain that the cost of for her to procure the facility for a week was equal to the payment from one guest, and if he wanted to still have the prison experience, he would just need to pay that, in addition to what he’d already put forth.
With the knowledge that his newly found wealth was guaranteed, and he had already planned to relax for at least six months after the acquisition, he agreed to the deal, but asked if two full weeks were a possibility if he doubled both payments. Mistress agreed to the offer verbally, and explained that it would be easier if he dealt with the facility directly in order to make payment for the two-week rental. He Venmoed her the agreed-upon amount of $1,700USD for her fee, and then dialed the number for the facility. This transaction was much more difficult, but then a familiar voice was on the other end of the phone. “Just let me have your banking details dear, for the wire transfer, you know,” it was Mistress April on the other end of the phone. He didn’t even hesitate in providing what she requested as he’d dealt with European companies for years, and knew every financial transaction for company was done this way.

Within just a few minutes, he received confirmation that $3,400USD had been debited from his user account by a business called M&A Rentals and Events based in Berlin, Germany.
The next few months were filled with very little contact until just over two weeks ago. He received a Docusign alert on his phones. The subject of Full Rights Waiver and Transfer of Ownership Statement really fit it well with the role play. He even loved how the message took on a very serious tone, ‘Slave, Once you sign the attached electronic forms, there is absolutely no way out. You will be fully owned property of The Mistress April with absolutely no rights or freedoms outside those granted at her discretion. Your period of enslavement begins on the date listed on the document and ends when/if I decide it will terminate. Once signed, this document is legally binding, and failure to comply will result in forfeiture on any documented wealth acquired in the calendar year commencing January 1, 2022. Failure to sign the agreement will result in loss of monies previously transacted, but carries no future penalties outside of being shunned by Mistress April permanently.”

He clicked the link, looked at the dates of May 1, 2022 as the begin and TBD as the end date, and scrolled down to sign. With just four clicks, it was done. In his mind, he had just signed up for the ultimate fantasy getaway. The phone rang within seconds, “hello slave, that is all you are known as from here on out. Thanks for returning our legal agreement so quickly – I absolutely hate when selfish slaves try to get attorneys involved,” he was too intoxicated by the situation to focus on anything except the sound of her voice. “Listen to me good slave. Over the next few weeks, I will be sending you messages with instructions. After today, you will not hear my voice again until we meet in person. The messages you receive will be expected to be followed implicitly – mistakes will not be tolerated. Your first message will arrive in the next 10 minutes, and I expect it to be completed immediately. Good bye slave.”

He never even got to say a word. He only refreshed his browser once before there was a message in his inbox. It was from someone named Ms. Kitten, and she immediately let him know that she would be in charge from that point forward. ‘Slave, My name is Ms Kitten, and you will never refer to me as anything else – I would actually prefer it if you don’t speak to me at all. I am looking up some services in your area for things you need done before you get here – just some basic maintenance. I am also gonna set your diet starting now. You will get used to eating exactly what you’ll eat here – I will send that in another message. I would like you to dispose of all of your underwear immediately, these will no longer be a part of your wardrobe. If you don’t regularly remove all of your body hair, you do now. Send me a picture of proof when it is done. I will make you a waxing appointment near your house this week. Do not worry about shopping for your trip. You will only bring the basics – pills, toothbrush, a pillow, a blanket; other than that, just wear what we tell you that day. Lastly, we ask that you set any recurring bills to autopay with a secondary contact number of 555-5555. This is to make sure that nothing gets missed in your time away. I will message you tomorrow with a daily list of tasks you will be expected to execute each day. Reply with the word ‘yes’ to verify you figure out.’

He replied immediately, and it all began. Over the next few weeks, he executed many activities that led to this moment. As he unlocked his phone, he felt his chest tighten – he opened the messages. ‘Parking Lot D6 – 3rd Floor – Space 3468 – White Mercedes Metris – License plate MU-9876432 – The back door is unlocked – take off your clothes, and put them in the container you’ll discover there – knock on the window and pass it through – sit naked on the cold floor and wait – you may want to try and get some sleep, you’ll need it – Welcome to Hell.”

NSFW: yes

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