Of course, I've always known I was submissive, but I've never had the chance to be an actual slave! But today, my journey is beginning. I knock on the door and am invited in. I'm wearing a conservative rollneck sweater, short skater skirt, tan stockings and high heels. And the first thing my new master does, is to order me to remove them. I do so, carefully placing my shoes next to each other and folding my clothes. I remove my red lingerie and suspender belt, while kneeling on the carpet as he requests.  I have not the least idea what's likely to happen first, but a collar isn't a surprise. He tells me to pick it up and put it on, making sure the lettering (saying Married Slave) faces the front. The next item is more surprising; a delicate lace choker with chain attachments to my nipples and pussy (eventually, the pussy clamp slides off and is replaced with a more sturdy one, later in the video). I suddenly feel - sort of extra naked. He tells me to pick up an unfamiliar object, something metallic with elastic attached. It's some sort of underwear - I slip it on and the elastic forms a pair of very brief thong panties, but the metallic section... My God. It forms a sort of ring, exposing my clitoris completely, and stretching my pussy around it, so that my clit appears in a sort of picture frame. So completely exposing. So humiliating. And so, so arousing. My new master tells me to crawl, with my knees wide apart, around the room so that he can enjoy the view of his new, naked slave in her new accessories. We do this repeatedly, interspersed with a little position training too. The next toy is another surprise. To begin with, I think it's a whip, with metal chains in multiple strands. Then I realise that it is in fact, a steel butt plug tail.  I insert it, carefully giving my new master the unobstructed view that he requires, and he orders me to repeat the crawling exercise, so that he can see the effect of the metallic tail. I'm surprised and a little disappointed when he tells me to remove the thong, but he replaces it with a far more severe-looking item - a shiny steel pussy clamp. Once I've put it on, it stretches my labia apart, so that my new master can have a perfect view of my open pussy and the clit clamp he orders me to also apply. More crawling training ensues, and the overload of sensations from the butt plug, clamps and nipple rings is beginning to overwhelm me. What's next? Maybe an orgasm? To my great surprise, he orders me to get dressed, leaving the butt plug tail and clamps still attached. He tells me to also clip a chain leash to the pussy clamp, which hangs down below the hem of my skirt once I'm back in my outdoor clothes. The collar of the rollneck mercifully hides my collar, but as he has me walk up and down in front of him in my high heels, the leash attached to the pussy chain swings freely (and distractingly) as I walk. Surely he's not going to take me outdoors like this? He is. And today is my first day as a slave, and I don't want to disobey so early in my training.  So I do as he says, desperately hoping no one will notice the leash, and wonder what it's attached to...