Prepared for a long afternoon of training and humiliation. Arms secured to a long pole with several rounds of silver tejp. The neck tightly secured to the same pole with a strict leather belt. Legs spread wide with hard and strong ropes. The li’l whore is open, immovable and defenceless. she has no safeword and there are no one close to hear her plead and scream. From experience she knows that if she makes bad noice, silvertejp closes her mouth too. Let’s begin….

Defeated in body and soul. Helplessly kept, naked, hooded and cuffed. Beaten. Not even a stubborn angel of a slave negotiates with cuffs and a locked hood. Soon she will be raped. If she is not whipped before that. If so, she will be raped after the whipping. And she knows that as she lays waiting in silence forbidden to speak as she is. Master enjoys her royally.

The girl is a white angel with a dark and beautifully twisted mind. she is a well of light and lovely delights, and a bundle of pain and agony. she is all and everything. She is dark and light. When kept in the deep dark, she sprinkles with light. That is where she is safe, where her Master enjoys her the most. That is where she should be.

It was a cold January afternoon, and the li’l whore was in for some orgasm-training. Leather-belt securing her neck, silvertejp her arms, and good old ropes her legs, wide spread. Trained to stay horny. Trained to cum close to orgasm fast. Trained to cum hard, deep and long. Trained to cum multiple times.
It went well. she was good. her Owner was pleased with her. One hour, two steaming wands, one rape, and four orgasms later, she faded. The pussy raw, the bed wet n soaked, and the li’l whore used up. Next time she will be kept longer, raped harder and taken further. Always more, harder…..

How delicious my lil slavegirl can be when she is given some guidance. A coarse chain around her neck and dolled up as a perfect slut. Tied harshly and beautifully. Disciplined, with a tight body, stretched legs, and with a shaved and wet pussy. Silently waiting for her Owner to whip her or rape her as He pleases, when He pleases.

After an outbreak of free will and obnoxious behavior, seriously displeasing her Owner, she now sleeps chained and padlocked to the bed all and every night. she is chained when she is put to bed and released (and chained in a new location) only in the morning after having pleased her Master. This is a trial-period. If she does not please her Master, and remain calm and submissive in her chains, she will sleep in the cellar.

A sequel: full of spirit as she is, the slave is not easily broken. her Owner loves her spirit, but demands that he owns it at all times. After half an hour of intensive caning her resistance was broken. she gave up. Tied, helpless, beaten by a Master with patience and time there was no way out. her submission was earned. she was conquered. Again.

The slave had been sloppy and worked herself into a place where she needed to be disciplined. Tied tightly to a beautiful early 19th century chair, she was caned sternly while being told how to behave. Striped, reddened and screaming from the top of her lungs, she soon realized that she had to be corrected. Master and slave left the session with a conviction that the slave had been improved.

Rowdy and unfocused, doubting her own ability to fully submit, challenged by her Owner’s harsher treatment…yet longing to be held tighter, to be stricter disciplined, to fall deeper….and for the Owner to take her there. She is now constantly in chains and spend considerable amount of time in her Hood. For now her training focuses on absolute obedience, the eradication of own (and disturbingly) thoughts, and swift access to the depth of her horniness. Sleeping like a princess….