Tag: slave girl

she is a slavegirl. Property. Owned. The harsher she is kept the better, the stricter she is forced into the corner of absolute slavehood the more satisfying for her and her Owner. There is no other life for her left. The more perfectly even the vaguest of possibility of any other existence can be erased from her head, the better for her feeling of comfort, peace, and security. she is used, taken, and full-body whipped every morning. From the feet up to her breasts (face is saved for slapping), from her soles up to her shoulders. When her body is glowing and her mind set deep into slave mode, she is ready to start the day of obeying and pleasing her Owner.

With all her brilliance, wit, and elegance (and Yes that is my girl) she is still just a little girl. And a whore. As all females, at the end of the day, she will need to suck up to her Man/Owner for being protected, cared for, and taken in the way she needs to be taken. From Zarathustra to “Gone with the winds”, from Nietsche to Shakespeare, the message remains the same: females need a strong pair of hands, strict rules, and severe consequences (if straying) if they shall remain calm and happy. And they need a man that is able and willing to deliver pains and pleasures in ample amounts. Females may appear vulnerable, but that is a modern myth: treated correctly, there is no limit to what they can take, and thrive from takng it. In her true colors the girl licks the underside of her Owner’s feet because she has been told to, and because it is better to lick than to be whipped unconscious. And because she likes it….when she is forced to. she is just a little girl…

she did something wrong and
was not a good slavegirl for her Master. she was told why. she was thoroughly beaten. Then she was told how she should behave. More beating followed. Then she was told how she should feel about the rules she failed to uphold (namely good; they are there to keep her safe and in her place). Which in turn was whipped into her. Then silence. Then oil-massaging a subdued and overwhelmed lil girl. Then harmony. Order restored.

The floor in the Master/slave bedroom – on which the slavegirl spends a fair amount of time crawling, waiting, creeping, kneeling, sleeping, shaming and being raped – shall be kept squeaking clean at all times. “As clean as she can eat from it” as her order says. It is of course the responsibility of the slave to keep it like that. It has, however, not always been kept that clean, and she has been beaten before due to undutifulness. From now on, the slavegirl will actually eat direct from the floor on a regular basis. The Owner is convinced that this new routine will help her greatly to fulfill her task. (Judging from the faces she made trying to get rid of dust and hair from her mouth after having eaten, it will help instantly). To make the point that all the floor shall be kept clean, she had to crawl around and catch the bits and pieces her Owner threw in different directions. Note also that her gorgeous professional attire is still on, which obviously did not protect her from her new habit. her Owner is looking forward to next mealtime.

As a way of impacting her subconscious – that she is Always the object for her Owner’s pleasure, and that there never is anything she can do to stop Him from using her as and when He likes – slave knows that she sometimes is raped straight out of her deep sleep. This morning, her Owner awoke before her, hard and keen. It was a good time to reinforce her sub-conscious knowledge. Also in her sleep she is available. Always. Ten seconds after this pic was taken, she is flat on her stomach, spread legs, and with her Owner’s cock filling her. He pounds her until He is satisfied. her small noises amuses Him. The day started well: it will be a good day.

An everyday scene. The slavegirl is let out in public for the night with her Owner. Right before leaving (after being dolled up and made delicious) she is bent over the sofa and she gets a preparatory caning of a soft nature to remind her that she is slave, owned, and belongs. Although in public, out to have fun, she is to follow her Master, abide His rules, and seek His permission through subtle signals. she is manouvred through the night gently. As it were, the preparatory caning was not sufficient for her, forgetting at one crucial moment that she was owned when she took a minor but un-authorised decision on her own. her Master was glad to grant her a happy evening, but not a random exit from His authority. It rendered her later crude and cruel consequences by her not-at-all pleased Master. Sometimes the devil is in the details.

In her place, subjugated with rough ropes, male dominance, sheer pain and its own helplessness. Kissing her Master’s feet, grateful for being taken down, disciplined, and cared for. More beautiful than ever, placed where she shall be. Under. Emptied, Humbled. Exhausted. All lovely things for a slavegirl in training.

The slave has a wonderful blond mane: it swirls and it glistens; it shines and it beams. It frames her petite body perfectly, it helps her be a perfect li’l whore, and when it is time for that, portrays her as an irresistible professional. It pleasures the eyes of her Owner. It would be a pity to cut it off. Recently, slave has expressed some minor, but unacceptable, wishes for distance from her Owner. she had to be marked. Of course these are pleas for the opposite; to be forced closer. Yesterday she was impregnated by her Owner. her blond mane was slowly and thoroughly washed in her Owner’s urine. Washed. Rinsed. Impregnated. It came out as beautiful as ever. the slave carries her Owner and his scent with her where she goes. And of course she keeps it until next hair wash.

When the slave is up for an unusually hard whipping with the flogger, her Owner puts duct tape over her pussy and clit. The whip will be raining down hard, with systematic and slow cruelty, all over her petite and delicious body. And He does not want to hold back even the slightest. Face/neck and clit is protected…the rest will be drowning in the lashes of a viscous whip that does not stop. The whip is light but sharp…nothing else will break irreparably. After the whipping, the pussy (and the rest of the slavegirl) will be in perfect shape for lengthy use. Putting on the duct is lovely, the slave knows what will be coming….she also knows that the harder she is being whipped, the greater the chance for being rewarded with an orgasm afterwards.

The slavegirl was let out yesterday, and taken for a tour in the outdoors. she was a sweet summerslave all day, being good and delightful. Of coz the horny li’l slave immediately found her right place and got what she deserved. A big hard one! A bit humping and grinding is never wrong….slave had a happy expression on her face.