Published:
October 28, 2023
Lebensweg einer Sklavin
Der Weg zu diesem Werk begann mit einer sehr langen E-Mail, die mich erreichte. Geschrieben hatte sie der Herr von Sklavin Irina. Er wünschte sich ein Buch über das Vorleben seiner ungewöhnlichen Sklavin, weil er der Meinung war, die Welt würde sich über ihre Geschichte freuen. Ich war noch nicht so ganz überzeugt davon und ließ mir von ihr einige Informationen liefern.
Das, was ich als Antwort zu lesen bekam, war schon fast das halbe Buch. Irina sparte nicht mit Details aus ihrem Leben, das zugegeben wirklich extrem ungewöhnlich ist. So fing ich dann an ihre Geschichte aufzuschreiben, bis sich dieses Buch daraus ergab. Nach Absprache mit den beiden habe ich ein bisschen etwas verändert, aber im Grunde genommen ist es wirklich ihre Geschichte, die sich in der Realität nur marginal unterscheidet.
Chapter 1
You could always influence me quite easily, and when I was just thirteen years old, my time of suffering began in my parents' house. I was born in Stettin, Poland, as the daughter of a German man and my mother Editha, who was working in Germany at the time. She got a side job in Berlin and there met my father. For him, she readily spread her legs, and when she became pregnant with me, she planned to move back to Germany. However, my father quickly saw through this plan and sent Editha back to Poland. Her husband, that is, my stepfather, then left her, and she was left alone with my half-brother Marian, my half-sister Eva, and me.
Marian is six years older than I am, and Eva three, which makes me the youngest of the family. However, there was a huge problem that became clear to me very quickly. Although I was born in Poland, since my father came from Germany, I was nothing more than a Nazi slut, something that was always made very clear to me. No one in my family could stand me or wanted anything to do with me. My life as an outcast had already been predetermined since childhood, without me being able to do anything about it.
My mother was a single parent and it was my father's fault, who supposedly had raped her. These years were hard and shaped my understanding of the perversity of human reason. Everything began at the age of thirteen on Saturday bathing day. First Marian, then Eva, and finally I was left with only the dirty, cold bath water. The others could bathe in peace and undisturbed, while for me the door remained completely open. Someone constantly came into the bathroom, went to the toilet or got ready. I was insulted or tyrannized by everyone. Even my mother openly showed her hatred for me.
But then Marian came into the bathroom, stood at the tub, pulled out his penis and urinated directly into my cold bath water. I immediately noticed where his urine was flowing because the water became warmer there. He just said, "Now you at least have warm water, you stupid slut. Better you shut your mouth, otherwise you'll get a beating for being worthless piece of dirt."
Afterward, he wiped the last drops into the bathtub. The two had already used it before and I was supposed to dry off with it after my bath. I continued bathing while he watched me pouring water onto my face. When I was done, Marian was still in the bathroom and eyed my wet, naked body. Without blinking, he grabbed my ass, breasts, and vagina. I saw his dirty smile and trembled all over, but I didn't resist. Wrapped only in the bath towel, I crossed the hallway and the living room where Editha sat with her brother Anton who was visiting us. He had a farm near Poznań.
When I arrived at the girl's room, I put on the old clothes that Eva had outgrown. I had never received my own clothes before. Eva never took care of her clothes. Firstly, they were mostly second-hand clothes from Germany in poor quality. So faded, worn-out or already broken. Even her underwear I had to wear, whether I wanted to or not. Her panties were often holey and her bras too small for my chest. For me, her shoes were clearly too big. Even for Poland, I looked like a prostitute. Actually, Eva left me alone, only when she was frustrated did she obviously vent her aggression on me.
She hit me, dragged me by my hair across the floor, pinched my pussy or twisted my nipples until black spots appeared before my eyes. The peak of her enjoyment came when she pulled my hair, head or neck and spat in my face or mouth. My half-sister Eva and Marian had endless free time, but I was the house slave for everyone. And it got worse, because Marian had now found a lust object for his sadistic desires in me. At first, it was only urinating into the tub. But soon it became worse and I had to drink from the bath water. Then he also started peeing on my body.
A week later he pissed in my hair and face. The following week I had to open my mouth, which I did after a few slaps. Then I felt this thick, salty stream running deep into my vagina. Although I managed to push most of it out of my mouth and let it run into the bath water, some of the liquid still ran down my throat. I will never forget that taste. Every week this game repeated itself until Marian came up with the idea that I should also clean his penis for him after he had urinated. He simply put his cock in my mouth. I sucked on it like a straw.
Because of this, his cock swelled to a thick erection. He took my head between his hands and gave me a blowjob. Minutes later, his hot sperm shot deep into my vagina with loud moans. I tried to vomit it up, but his cock pushed it back in. Thus, I had finished my first blowjob. So it continued for the following days. Marian could test when it was time to use me. Most of the time he caught me when I had to go shopping. Somewhere he pulled me into a side street or open front door, pressed me to my knees, opened his pants and I had to give him a blowjob.
Later I got in trouble at home because I had been shopping for so long. But also at home it was normal for him to grab me everywhere as if I were an animal during inspection before sale. One evening we were alone. Eva was out with friends and Editha was with Anton. I was already in bed when the light came on and Marian stood naked in the room with his hard cock. He was already quite filled up and smelled of vodka. With his phone he filmed everything. He ripped my T-shirt and my holey underwear off and pushed his cock into my mouth. After he had enough of the blowjob, he threw me onto my back, spread my legs and after several attempts he entered my pussy.
He fucked me like a madman, only thinking about himself. His big cock and rough penetration pressed tears into my eyes. Just before he came, I had to suck his cum out and swallow it. But I had already gotten used to that. He wiped his cock on my face and wanted to leave the room. As he turned around again, he pissed on my fucked pussy. My mattress was wet all the way down. He ordered me to stay in it or he would spread the video online. Again, I obeyed out of fear of further attacks.
In the early morning Eva came home, she immediately smelled the stench, pulled me out of bed, threw me to the ground and beat my ass with her belt. Naked as I was, I had to carry my mattress from the fifth floor into the yard. I was lucky because everyone was still asleep. As soon as I was back in the apartment, Eva ordered me to clean the floor naked. It wouldn't have been so bad if I had used a cloth instead of my toothbrush. Marian was already on his feet again and encouraged her, so she pressed the heel of her high heels into my ass. After all these humiliations, she called our mother and said I had become a bedwetter. From then on I was only allowed to sleep on an air mattress.
From that point on I realized that both of them had the same genes. Humiliating me was in their blood, and I had to suffer under it. If friends or girlfriends of theirs came to our house, I had to serve them like a slave. Both led me before their acquaintances. Sometimes Marian lifted my skirt in front of friends and pulled down my panties. Everyone was allowed to touch my pussy. After all, I was the German Nazi slut, something you could do with. Eva took photos of me which were sent, how I had to behave kneeling like a puppy. Our mother wasn't interested and let them do as they pleased.
Both urinated on purpose next to the toilet and then dragged my face through the urine or I had to lick the toilet seat. Marian demanded that I take selfies of myself or even videos where I masturbated, all for his pleasures. But on a hot afternoon in summer he didn't have any luck. Besides him and me, no one was in the apartment. He ordered me to come into his room. There he lay naked on the bed and had another erection again. I had to kneel naked next to his bed and give it to him with my mouth again, while I also had to masturbate myself.
We didn't hear that Editha had returned home. But when she came into the room, he pushed me away and called me a whore. He told our mother that I was guilty. I was crazy and belonged in a closed institution. Our mother pulled me by my legs into the storage room, shoved me in there and locked it from outside. All I heard was Marian trying to present me as a sex monster and showing the selfies and masturbation videos of me as proof. A little later I heard Marian showering and our mother calling a priest. She said something about exorcism, but then she went out with Marian.
As I found out later, she took him to confession. He came back with five Hail Marys. I spent two days and one night in a room with an area of 50 x 50 centimeters. There I nodded off again and again. But I was also constantly woken up by shouting through the door, kicking and knocking on it. After what felt like eternity, the door finally opened. Our mother pulled me naked and barely seeing out of the room into the bright light. Because of the bad position in the room I could hardly move, but I noticed that Uncle Anton was there. I should live with him from now on. So we drove to his farm.
What one would call a farm was rather a dilapidated building in the middle of nowhere. Kitchen and living room in one. There Anton also slept with his wife Magda. Both had maybe ten teeth between them. Next to it the side room, where I slept with their children Lucas, Christina and Michael, who were all around my age. Almost adults at sixteen years old, but only two fold-out sofas for four people. On the left next to the entrance the bathroom, rather a tiled room with a half-rusted bathtub without a tap. The toilet or what was closest to it, a pit latrine, was about ten meters from the house.
Next to it the pigsty and opposite the barn for the grain. In the middle of the yard stood the well. Welcome to the Middle Ages Irina. From then on I lived on a farm or at least what one would understand by that. Ten minutes walk to the bus stop. Around it only fields. Escape was out of the question. My two shopping bags with clothes were thrown into the room, after which everything was checked. Then I was called to the bathroom, where Magda was already waiting. Before her I had to undress and she examined me. She said she had to check me for illnesses or drugs. It was humiliating but not sexually disturbing.
After that I had to wash myself with a hard and very rough brush. She lit incense and poured holy water over me to supposedly expel the evil spirits or silence them. Magda was actually nice to me. She gave me one of her old bras. This fit my bra size, but it smelled terrible of the stable. I got clothes from Christina, a long flower dress, thick underwear and woolen stockings, plus violet plastic clogs. We went into the living room where everyone was gathered and looked at me skeptically. Uncle Anton took the floor. He said that I would get another chance on the farm even though I didn't really deserve it. Incest is a sin.
I should obey from now on and lead a chaste life. My aunt had to help with the household and Christina in the work on the farm. I was supposed to sleep with the others in the side room, together with Christina in one bed. I thought, "Super, at my mother's house I at least had my own sleeping possibility." After that Magda took me aside and we started preparing the evening meal. After a while Christina came and said to her mother that she wanted to take me to show me the farm and the nearby surroundings. Magda allowed it. So I went out of the house with my cousin, and she showed me the barn with pigs and cows.
Behind the farm there were chickens and geese. In the adjacent barn there were two rooms with several old iron beds. Christina explained to me that this was the accommodation for the harvesters from Russia and Belarus. Then we went out into the fields. Upon reaching a small bush, she took out a hidden cassette, in which there was vodka and cigarettes. Christina lit one and asked if I wanted to smoke as well. Although I had never smoked before, I also lit one. However, I just puffed and didn't smoke. Then we drank from the bottle of vodka. Christina started questioning me.
She wanted to know what had happened and gone on in my house. I told her the real story while she only nodded understandingly. After that we went back again and again she asked me about my love life, sexual desires and practices. I felt like it was the Polish secret service. In the house I had to set the table and serve the meal. But unlike with my mother I was allowed to sit at the table and eat as well. After dinner I had to clear the table and wash the dishes. Finally we all sat in front of the television, which only had three channels.
Around 10 pm it was then said that we should get ready for bed. First the boys and then Tina and me. She undressed naked in front of me as if it were self-evident. For the first time I saw a shaved pussy, even her armpits and legs were shaved. I felt ashamed that I stood next to her like an Neanderthal completely hairy. She also immediately said that these hairs had to go because shaved was more hygienic. With cold water, a washcloth and soap we cleaned our bodies. Then she asked me if I could wash her back. I perceived it as an order, although she said it kindly as a request. Naturally I took over her back. After that she turned around and stood behind me to wash my back as well. It felt very gentle and tender, that a pleasant shiver ran through me.
Chapter 2
I had to hold on to the edge of the bathtub and support myself. First from the neck and then deeper. Her breasts pressed against my back, and I felt her hand with the washcloth slowly sliding into the crevice of my ass. I felt her hot breath on my neck. Her other arm wrapped around my stomach, and her fingers moved toward my breasts. My nipples were already hard, and I experienced for the first time something like excitement. But I was quickly pulled back into reality when Anton knocked on the door and said we should hurry up. He and Magda wanted to go to the bathroom too. Quickly we dried off, put on underwear and a long cotton nightgown, and left the bathroom.
We wandered into the bedroom. Lucas and Michael in their Fleece pajamas were still watching videos on their phones. The two of them lay opposite each other so that each could see the feet of the other. I wanted to do the same, but Christina said she didn't want my legs in her face. Therefore, I lay down in the same direction as her. Since our sleep couch was very narrow, our bodies were directly next to each other. In the living room, the TV was still loud, and the boys soon started snoring unpleasantly and very loudly. I lay on my back and let the day pass before me. Actually, it wasn't so bad in the Middle Ages of the farm.
I wasn't tired at all because my thoughts revolved around the moments with Christina. Especially those just now in the bathroom. I noticed a tingling in my pussy and how it became wet. But eventually, early in the morning I fell asleep. In the morning at five o'clock it was time to get up, and the day proceeded normally. If I wasn't with Magda, then I was with Anton in the stable. At midday, it was the time with Tina. We talked a lot, and my cousin became more talkative, especially if she had drunk too much. I found out that she liked richer types and wanted to leave here one day. She liked men and women equally.
But the best thing was that she was allowed to go to the disco on weekends twice a month with her brothers. One day she wanted to take me along. For me, it was all very easy. Only the early rising and being the first to go into the stable made things difficult for me. After getting up briefly in the bathroom, then putting on underwear a colorful apron like my grandmothers had worn. Rubber boots and a headscarf were obligatory. I initially found the smell very disgusting. I had to clean the stalls and learn how to milk cows to ease their milk. There was no milking machine on this old farm, and I had to do everything by hand.
At first I thought my uncle accidentally touched me on the breast or ass. But it intensified and I endured it patiently. The afternoons with Tina were great and evenings getting ready for bed. Lying close together in bed and feeling her breath as she fell asleep felt very pleasant. Eventually, she gave me my first goodnight kiss on the cheek or she lay sideways next to me and tenderly put her arm over me. Later we kissed each other on the mouth and caressed each other. Was it love? I didn't know, but I knew that I really liked it.
One night, when everyone was already asleep and only my cousin and I were awake in bed, it happened. We had been exchanging long, hot tongue kisses for a while when she started to stroke me deeper with her hand until it reached my knee. She slowly lifted my nightgown. Her fingers moved up the inside of my thighs and paused for a moment, waiting for my reaction. I remained tense and still. Then I felt one of her fingers sliding under my underwear toward my wet pussy. Gently circling my pussy, I started breathing more heavily. She whispered in my ear that I should stay calm. Otherwise she would stop, because the boys might wake up. I stayed as still as possible.
After a while, she touched me for the first time now very wet pussy. She played with my hard clitoris and then inserted her finger into me. It was a rush of feelings. This went on for several minutes, and I almost lost my mind. Tina asked me to return this favor to her. Naturally, I wanted to give my cousin the same feeling. Tina pulled her nightgown up to her stomach and took off her panties. She took my hand and led it to her also wet pussy. While I massaged her love button and fucked her with two fingers as she wished, we exchanged tongue kisses and her hands massaged my breasts.
Then she came very quietly but intensely to her orgasm. This was forbidden for me, but at that time I still didn't know what an orgasm actually is. But this feeling I had before was enough for me. Christina pulled out the fingers that were still in her pussy and brought them to her mouth, licking one intensively, the other was meant for me. I happily licked it. The smell and taste of her pussy on my tongue made me happy. We fell asleep tightly embraced.
A week later Anton went from Friday to Sunday to Stettin and the boys to Poznań. They would return early in the morning. The work in the house and farm was done for today, and Magda sat comfortably on the couch watching TV. She didn't want to cook anything for us three anymore. So Christina asked if she and I could go out a bit, we would take bread and fruit with us and come back in the evening. Since my aunt wanted her peace, she agreed to our plan and let us go. My cousin took a blanket and I packed some food for both of us.
Minutes later we were off the farm and walked into the fields where grain and corn were already in full bloom. About 500 meters from the house flowed a small stream. There we spread out the blanket. Later we lay down with only underwear on the cool water. It was quite fresh, and our stomachs wanted some food. Together we sat on the blanket and attacked the food we had brought. Since the sun was still very warm, we took off our underwear and hung them on a small tree to dry. Now we lay naked on the blanket and looked at each other.
We began to caress and kiss, more intensely and passionately. We fondled each other's wet pussies and alternately sucked on each other's hard nipples. Then Christina gently pushed me onto my back, climbed over me upside down, and started to work on my clitoris with her tongue. With two fingers she worked on my pussy. She said I definitely had to shave, best of all in the evening. Hanging gently above my face was her shaved, moistly shining pussy, which she slowly placed on my mouth. I began to lick her pussy as if it were a kiss.
It flowed out in torrents because a stream of her juice ran down my chin and neck. Here outside, far away from any civilization, we could moan loudly. We could freely express our feelings. I noticed how I became hotter and a tingling passed through my body. Especially I felt it in my pussy; after a short time I had my first orgasm of life. This release would not stop, I couldn't breathe anymore due to the intensity of feeling and hardly noticed the world around me. Now I understood why the orgasm is called "small death" in France.
But my cousin didn't stop either, and again and again I was pierced by a sweet pain. Later we turned over and I started licking and fingering Tina. Her pussy juice flowed out like she was pissing. But it didn't taste like urine; this taste was much sweeter. My cousin enjoyed my love game very much. She wetted one finger with her saliva again and played it around my asshole. Sometimes it was very pleasant, sometimes it burned a bit. Also for her the orgasm began to come and when it finally came, she screamed her pleasure out loud. She shook even harder than me, spread her legs wide apart, and formed them into a V.
I fucked her with my fingers and sucked firmly on her clitoris. In her excitement she pinched me in the ass with one hand, and with the other hand she inserted her ring finger into my anus and fingered me there. The pain was now quite intense, but I wanted to give her back what she had given me before. Exhausted we then let go of each other and ended our sex experience with tender kisses and caresses. After that, we took a short bath in the stream and fell asleep naked on the blanket, tightly embraced. After about two hours we woke up again, and I asked Christina where she learned all this. She showed me some downloaded porn videos on her phone.
There was one in which two blonde women licked each other's assholes and fingered them. Christina said she also wanted to feel something like that when someone licked and penetrated her asshole with their tongue. I wasn't very convinced by that. But she told me that she loved me, and I should love her too. That was the greatest proof of love if my tongue would pamper her asshole. She went to the stream and washed her ass again. In front of me she got on her knees, leaned forward until her head lay on the blanket, and spread her legs apart. With both hands she pulled her cheeks apart. I saw her small pink rose.
It took me a lot of courage, and I only kissed her asshole at first. But since it didn't smell like a toilet, I started licking the folded ring with my tongue. Tina wanted more and urged me in the name of our love to put my tongue into her asshole. It tasted a bit strange but was bearable. So I fucked her now with my tongue in her small rose. It excited her because she began to moan wildly again. She took one hand from me and led it to her already wet pussy. I should finger her there again. Out of love, stupidity or naivety I did it for her. Here too she had another intense orgasm after a few minutes.
Not only my two fingers were wet with her pussy juice, but my whole hand. When she finally finished, we licked the juice from my hand and fingers together. After the cigarette, she caressed me and said to me that I was something very special for her and that she would never want to lose me again. Then we went back dressed properly to the house. In the evening we saw that Magda had drunk an entire bottle of vodka and was sleeping deeply on the sofa. So my cousin armed with a razor took me into the bathroom. First came a rough haircut at my pubic and armpit hair.
Then she brushed my legs, pussy and armpits with shaving cream. I stood with wide legs, arms stretched sideways, full of shaving cream in the bathroom. I wondered what looked so comical. When I had just today at noon licked her ass or this situation. She came with a new wet razor from Uncle Anton for a few zloty, like she also used for her slit. It took over an hour with scissors and wet razor. But after that I finally looked like a human. Everything smooth, no hair was present in the wrong place anymore. Tina creamed me now with a body lotion, especially intensively my pussy and asshole. She said I had another orgasm at her and sucked on my nipples.
But somehow it didn't come, so I helped with my hand. She stopped playing with my breasts and I did it myself. Christina stood next to me and encouraged me. It excited me already how I stood completely naked in front of her and showed her how I did it myself. She was completely dressed. A little later it didn't overwhelm me as much as at noon, but still sufficiently. We went to bed and watched a few porns on her phone. There we again noticed a lesbian video. Two amateur performers rubbed each other's pussies without hands. Only their pussies pressed against each other. With a sweet kiss and the promise to recreate the scene from the video, we said goodnight in sleep.
There was no thinking of long sleeping, because my thoughts always returned to the passed day. Also Tina slept very restlessly. I pulled the blanket away and carefully lifted Tina's nightgown. My nightgown I had already taken off earlier. I started to caress her thighs and kissed the place under her panties where her pussy was. She pretended to be asleep, but that was certainly not the case. Therefore, I pushed her nightgown further up and carefully pulled her panties off. I began to lick her wet pussy. But since I lay between her legs, I had to do it myself. When our pussies were really wet now, I sat crosswise on her pussy and our clits rubbed against each other. She held her legs wide apart.
It was a super sexy feeling, but we couldn't reach the release like this. Therefore Tina sat at the head end and pulled my head between her legs. I fingered her and licked every drop from her. Since she couldn't get it from me in this position as she wanted, I played with myself. I developed better techniques for myself to achieve a good orgasm. Also Christina found it sexy how I fingered myself. So a few days passed, somewhere we met, gave each other tongue kisses and fingered each other. Or I licked her pussy and ass out and did it myself.
Tina also liked it when I did it with apron, rubber boots and headscarf in the stable myself. For her and my next orgasm I did it gladly. But my good days didn't last forever. One morning while I was checking the stable, Anton asked me beside the way if I had gotten used to it. He asked if I liked it here and how I got along with his boys and Christina. I affirmed everything very positively. Then he came close to me, took my hand and rubbed it over his holey jogging pants on his half-hard cock. He said I should start being nice to him, because he could send me back to my mother.
What else was left for me? So I went along, because I definitely didn't want to be separated from Tina and meet Marian again. I nodded nervously at him and begged him not to fuck me, as I was afraid of getting pregnant. He pulled down his jogging pants and underwear and put his cock in my hand. I started massaging it. After a few seconds he reached full size and my uncle began to moan. In the meantime, he unbuttoned my apron and his rough, dirty farmer's hands fondled me everywhere. With his tongue he licked me on the neck. Most of all I would have wanted to shit right there in the stable in the stream.
Nevertheless I gave him with my hand more firmly and he shot his semen on my stomach after a short time. After that he pulled up his pants again, and said if I continued to be nice to him and kept silent, it only had advantages for me. As if nothing had happened, he continued working in the stable. I had to shake myself once and suppress the rising nausea. With my apron I wiped the semen from my stomach and dressed. But I had to go back into the stable and finish my work. So the further weeks passed with voluntary sex with Christina and involuntary masturbation of my uncle.