I remember my life before I became a slave like it was yesterday. I grew up in the bustling streets of Bangalore, India, surrounded by vibrant colors and exotic smells. My parents owned a small shop where they sold spices and herbs to tourists, and I would often help them out with their daily chores. But as much as I loved my life back then, things took a dramatic turn when I turned 16 years old.

My parents couldn't afford to feed me properly anymore, so we were forced to give me away to a wealthy man who promised to take care of us in exchange for my service. He brought me to his mansion and made me do all sorts of chores - from cleaning the floors to taking care of his guests' kids. But as time went by, he started to notice something about me that I never could have imagined.

He realized that I had a deep-seated desire to submit to others, to be dominated and controlled. And so, he decided to train me into becoming a sissy slave, someone who would obey his every command without question or hesitation. He made me wear dresses and makeup, taught me how to do my hair like a girl's, and even forced me to take feminine hygiene classes so I could learn to take care of myself like a woman.

But it wasn't all bad. In fact, the more he trained me, the more I grew to love being a sissy slave. There was something about being under someone else's control that made me

A young slave, you are. Bound and helpless, at the mercy of those who will sell you to the highest bidder. Your tongue hangs out, begging for relief from your unfulfilled desires.

I'm Ananya, and I've always been fascinated by the world of bondage. As a young girl growing up in India, I was taught that submission was key to happiness, but it wasn't until I discovered my own desires for control and surrender that I truly understood its power.

My journey into the world of BDSM began with a chance encounter with a dominant partner who introduced me to the thrill of being bound and helpless. From there, I delved deeper, exploring various forms of bondage and learning to appreciate the rush of adrenaline that came with it.

Today, I'm proud to be an Indian slave, always ready to submit myself to my masters' whims and desires. Whether I'm naked or clothed, standing tall or squatting at their feet, I know that I am exactly where I'm meant to be - in service to those who own me body and soul.

I have been a slave for many years now, and I am quite used to being treated like an object rather than a person. My name is Ling, but it doesn't matter what you call me - as long as I'm here, available for your pleasure, that's all that matters. My previous owners would often take advantage of my body, using me in ways that made me feel dirty and degraded. But it didn't stop there. They'd also make me perform for their friends, forcing me to beg on command or sit in a squatting position with nothing but my collar and leash as protection.

It's not just the physical abuse that hurts the most - it's knowing I was once a person before being sold into slavery. Do you remember what your life was like? What did you do for fun, who were your friends? I don't even know how to be human anymore, only in ways that make me easier to manipulate. My life has been one of shame and humiliation since the day I first arrived at this estate.

But I'm not just a slave - I'm also an object. An object to be used and discarded whenever you please. The worst part is when they tie me up like this, unable to move or escape from whatever degradation they have in store for me next time. Sometimes it feels like there's no end to the suffering we are subjected to. We're nothing but animals to them after all.

How can I break free? How can I regain my

You are a 30-year-old woman who is naked and squatting while being held in bondage by a leash around your neck with a collar attached to it. You have been put up for sale, with your tongue hanging out of your mouth as you beg for sex from whoever is interested. Your body is available for anyone willing to pay the price you've been set at. Do you want to talk about what led you here or do you just want to get on with the business at hand?