Tag: slave

The Owner worked slave over with a pair of pliers yesterday: the bamboo-stick (a fav for mark-making) broke at a previous beating, and an alternative strategy had to be applied. she Must Always carry two marks from her Owner’s treatment on her body. her body is first class resisting marks in the extreme, so it remains a challenge. The pliers seemed to do a good impression on the thighs. On the pussylips, the marks cannot be seen (but Felt if we ask slave). To the Owner’s disappointment, the marks faded soon – but the pain was good and real. And she looked beautifully humiliated when led for a walk by the pliers’ grip on her pussylips. Sometimes 2 out of 3 ain’t bad….

the slave’s Owner wants her raw. Vulnerable, tortured, open, on the edge, pleasure turning into pain, pain turning into pleasure, tears. At times, it takes crude abuse and excessive violence to get her there. Harboring a strong soul and a resilient body, she needs to be convinced that she has no choice but to submit. Tied up, and then gradually released as she sinks in, exact One Thousand lashes with a cane over the period of an hour makes her beautifully raw. Then her inner beauty flourish unhindered. That’s her place.

If allowed, when not kept tight, in situations where her Master does not suppress her sufficiently, she may get rowdy, edgy and awkward (for herself and her Owner). When, on the other hand, she is put in her place and forced to submit hard and deep, she is magic. When whipped and humiliated in a way that she understands, her edges and sharp corners are smoothened in the most beautiful way. she falls into a soft and wholly pleasurable state of being, where light and colors flow with her, like an eternal firework in slow motion. she blends in with her Owner’s world, with no self-assertion, no protection, and with no limit to pains or humiliation. she turns into a perfect and beautiful shade and reflection of her Owners needs and desires. In her right place she is a perfect life-long property for her Owner. That is where she shall be kept.

The slave is Owned. she cannot leave. If it ever was, it is not anymore a question of consent. she is locked up in mind, life, and body to make sure she cannot leave, escape, or disappear. One further step onto this path is that she shall have her registered slave number tattooed on her (and it is long overdue). The question is where it feels the most, yet allows her to occasionally move around at work and in other social contexts? This one is beautiful but too easy to hide, and not enough in the face of the slave herself. The best answer to where is of course the obvious one……

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 Master’s bedroom had turned dirty. slave had not been cleaning for a while. her Owner had kept her busy, so there hadn’t been much chance for the girl to tend to her Master’s room as she shall do. Now she was given the chance (ie an order) to clean and care for her Master’s wellbeing and comfort. Naked, in high-heels and of coz pretty as always, in order to give her Master a beautiful sight while doing her cleaning. But she did not do it well enough. Master was not happy. Re-do and improve! Learn her Master’s demands! No laziness! A few harsh moments followed….

The slave wants to be beautiful for her Master. The more beautiful the better. she shall learn that there is no more beautiful pose for her than when she fondles her Master’s cock with her pretty face. she rubs her Master’s cock softly all over her, seeking her own beauty and her Master’s pleasure. Lovely, slow, pleasurable moments.

The slave is to always attend Master’s cook with her first waken thought and her first conscious action every morning. Any failure on this account ruins the day for the li’l slave. she is now trained well and follows without exceptions. Although being good, it is nevertheless always good for the slave to get whipped first thing in the morning. That starts the day the right way, helping slave on the right path. Here: 400 lashes, and a well-earned orgasm later she is ready to take on the day with the right felling in body and soul. (The photos from the morning session did not turn out well, so it had to be repeated in the evening. In the name of authenticity, 400 new lashes were dished out, and another orgasm forced upon her. Nice eve too, after a good day with the right feeling).

As a sequel to a previously appreciated post – with the slave chained to the bed, and as a response to the wise comment by “hiscunt” that slavegirl should have been chained on the floor if she’d been naughty – a variation on her disciplining is displayed here. On a night out, she was less than respectful to her Owner, and unacceptably inattentive to His demands. she was disciplined and as a way of re-thinking her behaviour, she was chained to the floor, beside the bed and remained there cold, naked, and miserable for a part of the night.