When I was 19, I worked at a local hotel on the overnight shift. I was engaged and needed the job to help pay for the wedding. What I didn't know was that one of our long term guests had decided I would be his new slave. On the night I discovered this I was delivering a set of towels to a room and when I returned to the desk he was waiting outside as I locked the office. He asked where I had been and I said delivering towels. He wanted a wake up call so I set it for him and he left. About 10 minutes later he called and said the maids did not leave him fresh towels and he wanted some. So I locked the office and went to deliver the towels. I arrived at his room and knocked on the door. He opened it but was standing behind the door and told me to come in and put the towels on the bed. I did as asked and when I went to turn around, he had shut the door and locked it and was standing there nude. I was in shock. Why was he doing this. He then started to talk and told me he had seen me over the past few weeks and since he was staying at the hotel for the foreseeable future due to his job, he needed a new slave and had decided I would be it. I said I was straight and I was engaged. He told me flat out all of those statements would be changing. If he took me as his slave, I would not be getting married and I definitely would not be straight. He then walked up to me and said we can do this one of two ways, I can either strip and begin to learn to be his slave or he would strip me and start the process. Either way I was going to be nude and he would start the process. I decided that perhaps doing what he said would allow me to get out and I could then never worry about it again so I stripped and got on my knees. However it was like he was reading my mind. He told me that I was a good boy but he needed to do something to ensure I didn't get away and try to not come back. He walked over to a drawer, opened it and pulled out a camera. He told me to smile because he wanted pictures of his soon to be slave. I reluctantly smiled and then he started taking pictures. I knew at this point I was indeed his and I was going to be doing whatever he told me to do. After he took the pictures, he then walked over and told me to open my mouth. He placed his cock in my mouth and instructed me on sucking him. He said he knew his time was limited but he was going to at least make me suck him to completion for now and in the morning he would continue after I got off work. He warned me that the pictures could go to friends, family or my boss and I would be ruined so better to accept my enslavement. I agreed and said I would return in the morning. He took my keys and my wallet to make sure I would come back. I spent the rest of the night at the desk trying to think of any way I could get out of it but came up with none and knew my fate was sealed. I was 19 and just accepted what was going to happen but I am glad I did.

That morning, I ended my shift, and walked down to his room. I knocked on the door and he answered. First thing he told me was to shower and make myself fresh. I removed all my clothes in front of him and he again was taking pictures. I then went in and showered as he directed. He told me to keep the curtain open and again more pictures. I knew as each one was snapped, whatever freedom I thought I had left was going away quickly and at this point I didn't care any longer. Once done and dried, he took me to the bedroom and told me it was time to be officially claimed. He made me lay stomach down, spread my legs and then he climbed on and applied some lube and began the process of my first ever being fucked. He was telling me that he will continue this over the time he has me as his slave. Here I am thinking about my fiance, the fact I have never wanted to be with a guy and yet here I am now getting fucked. How could this be happening. He just kept going slow and telling me, this is what needed to happen I am a slave, I love to be with a strong dominant male. I am a slave. My mind was hearing it all and slowly breaking. He knew what he was doing. He could tell I was breaking. I never would have thought I would break so fast. After a few more minutes, he then said those words "I am about to finish claiming you. After this there is no turning back, you will be my slave. Once he said that, he came. I collapsed and knew it was now true I was his slave. He explained then that from that point forward I would arrive at the hotel early before my shifts and stay after my shifts. Over the next few weeks I was to begin distancing myself from my fiance. He told me not to worry though, he would handle the official breakup. I was like putty to him and he was reshaping me. He had given me instructions that though he had no desire to feminize me as his slave I would wear panties instead of underpants. He advised that I would be spending time when I was not working in his room learning more about being a slave. The following week I did everything he told me to do. I came to work with panties under my uniform. He came in the office on his way to his room from the bar came behind the desk then told me to drop my pants to see if I followed his orders. I dropped the pants and he was so pleased that he decided to reward me by fucking me in the back office. He let me know that any time any where if he wanted to fuck me he would do just that. I will continue this soon.