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.
The slave is, as her Master writes this, entering a new phase. Demands on her will be less complacent, details of her submission will be chased and implemented stricter, and she will be trained and moulded also in everyday life. she will be steered tighter. her persona will be altered with time. she is likely to initially be more harshly disciplined and punished. Followers: wish her luck in her journey!
Isolated. Cold. Chained. Naked. Blinded. Occasionally whipped. Now we have the proper facilities for breaking the girl. Every little form of resistance, cockiness and disobedience will render the girl time in the basement. she shall learn the depth of humilty, servitude, and slavery.
The slave at her Owner’s feet. As always, the most beautiful in the deepest of her submission. Like soft clay, mouldable and absolutely adorable. A golden moment. One of many….
Newly raped by her Master. Hard. Deep….in a perfect state of mind. Owned. Balanced. Harmonized. Used. Safe. Cherished. Owned. Protected.
At times, Master and slave socialize with people. the slave is kept as tight as ever, but she needs to follow more subtle signals and keep her focus at all times. If she slips even the slightest, she is reminded, but somewhat gentler than in private. Minor corrections suffice. she is a delight, when tightly following the smallest hints.
When the slave’s thoughts are emptied and her resisance removed, the full beauty of the slave comes to the fore. When treated right, she is the loveliest of creatures, serving and obeying her Master in any and every sense of the word. When put in her place, the slave is the sweetest of things, putting her Master first, and no plight is too severe to satisfy Him. A perfect slave.
Deep inside the slave, there is a sadness. A depth and a scar she has acquired along the way, now a part of what makes up the beautiful whole that she is. her Master is hellbent on making the hurtful sadness go away, keeping the beautiful darkness. Making it grow.
Lately, the slave has been unruly, not in her place. The crudest metal chain, weighing at least a kg, was yesterday locked in its place around the girls’ neck with a massive padlock of hardened steel. Then the key was intentionally broken, rendering the chain to remain irrespective of what. At some point the girl will break, the slave blossom….
Of what use is a sloppy slave? One that cannot learn the simplest rules how clear and basic they get? One that is bringing noise and nonsense to her Owner instead of discipline and beauty. she needs to understand her priorities better, and the level of pain if she does not. she needs to focus on her Owner. she is deeply ashamed, as she shall be. Irrespective, the only road for her is forward, deeper, darker….
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