Those of you having followed the enslaving of this girl knows that she comes into her enslaving process with an ego, an inner princcess, a repulsive need to assert herself. When she does, her magic crumbles and the shining aura around falls to the floor with an awkward sound. the slave needs help to crush that obnoxious ego. the slave -ego shall faint, disappear, cease to exist. she shall become an “it”, indistinguishable from her surroundings. Merge into perfect softness…the ultimate smooth existence….

Predictably, and as was promised previously in this blog, the slave is taken down again. Deep down, melting into the surface, being reduced to the littlest of slave’s. she had misbehaved. she knew it. she needed it. she endured. she came out better. Again. Enjoy her submission with me. It is as lovely as the last time. And it will be as lovely next time. And the next. And you will get yet another image of the girl reduced to her bare core..

Raped by her Master. Forced to cum to the brink of fainting. Buckling. Shaking. Beyond. Strung up to a wooden door with no place to go and no chance to escape. Held in place with ropes and Master’s hands. A rag doll. A used whore. In five minutes from when the pic is taken she is again filled, taken, forced to obey, pushed to the limit. 15 minutes later, she faints in her Master’s arms with a sweet smile and sore pussy

The girl is a slave, but she is neither naturally submissive nor a born servant. But she obeys, follows and learns. After a proper beating, being heavily chained and still lightly roped she has now learnt that she shall serve and please her Master in all aspects of life. Reduced to property she kneels and holds her Master’s drinks for a few minutes, an hour, or an evening. The duration is not her concern. To please is her concern. Still trembling from the beating and the forced orgasms in the midst of her caning, she now bravely holds her position. Resistance crushed, restlessness curbed, hesitance terminated, silence in her head. she is embettered.

The slave has misbehaved. she has acted as if she had rights. As if she could impact the decisions of her Master, been bratty. she needs pain to be taken down. she is scared of pain. That is good. Pain inflicted on slave by Master works well. she needs it to be a good slave. The more the better. The more hurt she is, the tighter she gets to her Master. The sweeter she is. Clothes pins are clamping her sensitive (and already soar) nipples for some time already. Now she has twisted them a quarter of a circle on Master’s command and says “she can’t stand more”. she is being disciplined for trying to assert herself. Will her plea be heard? No. The clothes pins shall touch each other before Master is satisfied. Five slow painful minutes later they touch. Nipples hurt brutally. slave is tight to her Master. Master is pleased. A good day at last.

Little slavegirl is fantastic….but she is not perfect. she is being trained to Perfection and will get there eventually. But she still makes mistakes and her Owner occasionally has reasons to be disappointed with her. When she does make mistakes, she is ashamed. The slave looks sternly to the floor, bows her neck, feels her face redden and feels ashamed…but with regrets, new learnings, and a fundamental will to do better….she is the sweetest creature, warming her owner’s chest. Every time she bows her neck deeply and sincerely.

Little slavegirl may be a handful at times. she needs to be beaten thoroughly. Some of the best results come from extensive caning. she is likely to resist, squirm, and wiggle desperately (and no doubt call her safeword if she had any!). To keep going beyond her limits, beyond her threshold, beyond what she “can” take, calms her eventually and send her into that special space she should always be in. By then she is “redder than thou”. she is sore, soft to her core, and an absolute delight.