Mistress Julia was able to put me deep into subspace like no
other woman ever had. For instance, when she told me that she was going to give
me a new name, I initially though it would be like a new nick name or a slave
name to be used while I was at work (she was also my boss). Then it became
clear that she meant an actual legal name change, which was quite shocking and
thrilling.
Then she made it clear that I would have absolutely no input
into what my new name was to be. All of that was extremely conducive to
submissive feelings, but the blow that almost made me pass out with waves of
submissively erotic feelings was when she announced it to the whole company. It
was a big meeting, and she revealed it on a large screen that I couldn’t see.
She made sure that for the rest of the day, everyone knew my
name except me. Every person I saw or talked to that day seemed like my Master
or Mistress. They knew the biggest and most important detail about me, and I
was not allowed to know. Mistress just kept calling me boy all day, and I was
dizzy with that pleasurable mix of humiliation, degradation and eroticism.
I absolutely exuded submission, and it seemed to come across.
Men would sneer at me; ladies who would have normally never done such a thing would
be physically touchy with me, patting me like a dog, or stroking my arm. The
whole time, I didn’t know who I was, or even when Mistress Julia would allow me
to find out.
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