Sir I would like to apply to be the slavegirl you require for your next story to be read by everyone online. My name is Rowena and some of my stories are on this site for you to read and find out about me and the things I like. I love public humiliation, abject slavery, bondage and pain. Please tell me Sir what you demand of ne and if you would consider this slut. Personal Details I am 32 female single and bi-sexual. I am fair skinned with light blue eyes which fill with tears easily. I have blond hair shoulder length. I am 5ft 9ins tall with a 36/27/39 figure in inches. My dress is 12. My breasts are firm, my nipples very sensitive, my pussy hair is blond. [This is very embarrassing and humiliating for me Sir]. My stories [which I hope you liked Sir] tell you the things I like and would do for you Some of them are obviously fantasy, but most of the things in "A visit to Megan" actually happened to me. I love humiliation, bondage, being roughly stripped and put on show. I would love to be put in a slavegirl market and sold. I have tried to give you an honest picture of me. People consider me to be pretty and timid. I realise you must think I am an unusual girl, but I love being dominated, humiliated and punished. I hope you don’t mind Sir
If you will give me things to do that will humiliate and embarrass me I will do them and give you a full and detailed report of my actions and reactions. I wish to be totally owned and dominated by you Sir. Please tell me in detail what I am to wear each day [Style, length, colour etc.] At the moment I am nude except for a black camisole, the strap has slipped from one shoulder exposing one breast. May I please touch it Sir? PLEASE
Your respectful, submissive and frightened slavegirl
As a small teaser of what was to come I told her that she may touch herself as often as she liked, but she wasn’t allowed to cum unless I said she could. And as a small task to begin with she was to put clothes pins on her tits (at least one on each nipple), cunt and clit and leave them on as long as she could.
Sir! Thank you for your reply to my application .
Of course I would love to be completely under your control and to have you decide exactly what I should wear each day, what I should do and how to utterly humiliate myself for your amusement, but I do realise that lots of other girls also wish for this so I can only hope.
How should I address you and how do you demand that I refer to myself?
I do not have many toys. Of course I have ropes, chains, handcuffs, and padlocks as well as whips all of which I use often.
I live alone and have a very private garden. May I please tell you of a game I play often?
I dress in a black bra, black panties, a garter belt and fishnet stockings [which I love] no shoes, a tiny lacy black half slip, a wrap around blue mini skirt and a tight white blouse with tiny buttons down the front.
I then draw all the curtains in the house, put all the lights out except for one lamp, which I put on a timer timed to switch on in about 30 minutes.
I next tie ropes very tightly around my ankles, above and below my knees and around my thighs. Lastly I tie my wrists together and switch out the remaining lamp. The house is in utter darkness. I pretend some men have left me there and gone out to get drunk, they will return to rape me. Desperately I struggle to escape from my bondage but can not, I struggle harder but still fail. By now I am sobbing and finally I just lay there helpless, sometimes I fall asleep. Suddenly the lamp snaps on, the men have returned. I scream and struggle again. I look a mess. My tears have stained me makeup, my mini has ridden up my legs revealing the lace of my half slip, the buttons on my blouse have burst open revealing my black bra. At this stage I release my hands rip my clothing to shreds and roughly masturbate to a shattering climax as the men rape and abuse me,
Like you Sir this is all fantasy and I also wish for complete safety with no permanent harm, but I would just love for you to set me public humiliating asks to perform, the more humiliating and the more exposing and painful the better. which I will carry out and report to you.
My nipples are very sensitive and although I tried very hard I could only stand 3 minutes of the pain before removing then. I am sorry Sir to let you down.
Being not allowed to cum will be hard for me Sir but I will try hard to obey, Writing this e-mail I am completely nude and am touching myself all the tme but I have not cum
It was then I laid out a couple of rules that all my slaves have to follow:
As my slave from now on there will be some rules to follow:
- you will be naked all the time at home. You may wear slippers or socks to avoid a cold. If you feel cold you are rather to wrap yourself in a blanket naked than to wear clothes.
- you will tease yourself at least three times a day for at least twenty minutes without being allowd to cum. An orgasm is a reward for obedience and tasks well fulfilled. Just yesterday a fellow slave of yours was allowed her first orgasm after a week of chastity and tasks. Judging by her reaction I'd say, she was more than pleased. Maybe that's something to look forward to for you as well.
- The first thing you do after you get up and the last thing you do before you go to sleep will be kneeling for twenty minutes, your face touching the ground, your ass in the air and your hands behind your back.
- Once a day you will use a whip on a part of your body of your on choice. But: you will not whip the same part of your body twice in a row (or switch between, say, back and ass regularly to avoid other sensitive parts of your body. And you will whip yourself until the part of your body you chose shows a nice red glow (you may be fast and hard or slow and soft, but this rule is not obeyed unless the colour change is clearly visible).
- While you complete tasks you will wear the garter belt and fishnet stockings you love so much. They will be your task-"uniform" from now on.
Since the clothes pin task didn't work that well, your task for tomorrow will be a little different: Put one key to a padlock in water and put it in the freezer over night. The next day you will put the block of ice in one room and ten go to the room far away. There you will put clothes pins on your cunt and then put on panties to keep them in place (unfortunately for you, you didn't mention having difficulties wearing the pins on your cunt). Next you will tie your legs together at your ankles and knees and you will tie your hands behind your back using the padlock whose key is in the block of ice. Your task is then to crawl to the ice cube. (I gather you have enough common sense not to choose a route that will have you crawl down some stairs, Wouldn't want you to break your neck). Once you reached the block of ice you may use your body to get the ice to melt or you may just wait until you can reach the key. After you've freed your hands you will first untie yourself before removing the clothes pins. That should keep you busy and take your mind off the need to cum for a while.
To Sir from your slave
Thankyou Sir for accepting me as one of your slaves I certainly do not expect to be your only slave and fully accept my lowly position. I expect to be treated with utter contempt by you and any your slaves.
I am of course completely naked as you demanded. I stripped nude as soon as I entered my house, but I do need to cum please Sir. May your slave please, please cum now Sir?
I will carry out the tasks you have set me it will be horrible and painful but will be obeyed Sir. Thankyou for my "uniform" the fishnets and garter belt will be a welcome change from my usual nudity'
May I please tell you of another favourite fantasy of mine please Sir.
Near where I live is an area of wild , isolated bush. No one ever goes there but me.I force myself deep into the bush pushing past thorns and trees etc. When I reach a small clearing. I strip until I am wearing only a white bra, a white camisole, a small white half slip, no panties. I also wear my black garter belt and fishnets. By this time I am panting, breathless and my pussy is very wet. I then imagine some men are chasing me through the bush and will rape me if they catch me. I scream, sob and race off, I constantly slip over, scramble to my feet and run again The bushes and thorns tear at my lingerie. I love it when the thorns tear the straps of my camisole and bra off my shoulders. I run faster. I fall often I get tireder until I can run no more. I fall sobbing to the ground, my lingerie in tatters, the men catch me tie me to a tree and rape and whip me. I have an intense orgasm. I especially love this fantasy when it is raining and the ground is muddy Then my lingerie and my body are covered with mud. There is a little hill which is all mud in the rain and I roll down this many times.
So you can see Sir my desparate need for utter humiliation and my craving for complete domination and cruelty
Your slave
Rowena.
To Sir from your slave
I am so sorry to bother you again Sir. but I have one question. I am of course utterly nude at the moment as you have demanded, but what do I do and what am I allowed to wear if I receive a sudden and unexpected visitor? Thankyou Sir and please tell me if I am to be punished for bothering you.
Your slave
Rowena
I liked to read that you crave pain and humiliation. I like my slaves best if the not only suffer but feel grateful about it. I also like the irony of you being the boss of your own business and still feel more contend kneeling. Since you love the great outdoors so much future tasks may involve that.
Concerning that I also have another questions: Do any plants like nettles grow anywhere near the place where you live?
you will not get punished for "bothering" me with a second mail since I always like to know that my slaves are well occupied with my rules or tasks. (it shows that you actually think about what I demand from you).
BUT: it is annoying to see you begging to cum all the time. It is my decision and constant begging certainly won't help. So that you remember not to annoy me you will chose a whip and whip your pussy for an amount of time you consider appropriate for that kind of misbehaviour. Of course if I decide that you have been too easy on yourself you will earn yet another punishment.
Yes you may keep neutral clothes handy in case an unexpected visitor comes along.
No you may not cum. An orgasm will be a reward not something I grant just because you're horny.
To Sir from your slave rowena
Firstly Sir to answer your question, yes there is a large bunch of horrible nettles in an isolated spot quite near me. They have no adverse effect on this slut and I would love to suffer that pain and suffer the humiliation of outdoors pain and bondage if thuis would please you Sir. I am sorry I annoyed you Sir by my pathetic requests to cum. I fully realise now that this privilege is your decision only and that I have no rights in this at all.
It was far more humiliating spending my first day as your slave than I had imagined. Thankyou Sir, It started with my return home, stripping every stitch of clothing off at the door and realising that I would remain that way for the rest of the day. I suddenly remembered the windows and quickly drew the curtains to cover my shame even though it was not yet dark. I was constantly touching myself and my pussy was very wet
I found crawling whilst bound with my hands behind my back very hard I fell over twice and by the time I reached the key I was sobbing and sweating.. Eventually the ice melted and I released myself. I then lay on my back across the bed and whipped by breasts hard again and again I really was screaming and crying by now but I did not stop Sir until my breasts and chest were covered the bright red stripes, after this pain I just fell into bed sobbing. Then I remembered I had not knelt with my head touching the floor as you had commanded so still crying I got up again and obeyed
You did not say Sir how I was to be dressed for bed. I presumed I was to remain entirely nude so that is how I remained, but I know that all these decisions are your's alone and that I have absolutely no rights in this or indeed how I am to be dressed for work.
I do realise now Sir that you have complete control over me and my wardrobe
I await your next orders with respect and true fear
Your slave
Rowena
I am very pleased with your effort but there's things you failed to write about: the whipping of your cunt as punishment. This time I'll count that in as time delay but make sure to report to me correctly. BUT: If you just forgot to write about it or, even worse, didn't do, you will be punished more. (If you just forgot to write about it you will snap a rubber band on your clit five times, if you didn't do it, you will make up for it and snap your clit fifteen times)
First things first: You assumed correctly to sleep naked but I will add another stipulation: You will tie your feet to the bed at night, changing every other day between tying your legs together and tying them spread apart. Be careful not to cut off circulation as you do since you'll stay like that all night. Also you will wear a blindfold at night. At work you will dress as always but underwear will be forbidden from now on (except for your period). Wearing panties or a bra will in future be connected to some task, so be thankful for every day you don't have to wear them.
Your next task may sound a lot easier, we'll see. I'm sure you have a couch or an easy chair of some sort in your house. Before you start, put some of your piss in a nice wineglass and put it next to the chair. Also put some good red wine in another glass and put it on a table across the room. The red wine will be for me. Of course I won't be there to drink it but it will serve as a metaphor of me enjoying your ordeal. You will position yourself in the chair lying on your back with your ass and cunt up, basically like you having turned around 180°. Try to put your legs alongside the arms of the chair. Then put a long candle in your ass and another one in your cunt. Make sure they're in deep enough so they won't fall out. Next you will light the candles and remain in that position. Endure every drop of wax from the candles. You may take them out before the candles burn your cunt or asshole. It will depend on your choice of candle (thickness, material...) how long this task will take and just how painful it will be. Once you've removed the candles spank any wax on your body off with your hand. If you get thirsty any time during the task you may drink your piss from the wineglass, but you will not break position. It will depend on your skill how much you spill of your drink. (straws are forbidden, of course).
Again, so far I am very pleased with your performance. If you keep up the good work and keep your mouth shut as far as complaining about not coming is concerned, the weekend might not only have a task but also a treat in store for you.
To Sir from your slave
Oh Sir it is so strange how very quickly I have become completely under your control. This evening on my return from work I had to entertain a producer to drinks to close a big deal I had been working on. Which I did successfully, but all the time I was thinking I am at home I should be naked. He has left now and I am utterly nude as a slave like me should be.
I am so very sorry Sir that this stupid slut forgot to tell you that I had whipped my cunt for you. Thank you for my punishment. I did whip my cunt as you had order I could only manage 5 strokes but they did hurt so and made me cry. Thankyou Sir.
I have no plans for the weekend that can not be broken, if you require me to suffer pain and humiliation for your enjoyment I submit to your desires. The weather here at the moment and for the weekend is mild and sunny [20-22 degrees] although you must not consider my comfort Sir, if it is your desire to abuse and humiliate this slut outdoors the weather is quite unimportant.
Tonight I will sleep nude and with my legs bound together, I will be blindfold and this slut will touch herself very often.
Thankyou Sir for deciding how I should be dressed for work I will start tomorrow it will be embarrassing with no bra or panties and I will feel very vulnerable and available. I never wear jeans always a dress or mini skirt as I think that is more feminine do you think I may be allowed jeans Sir or do require me to suffer the humiliation of my usual dresses.
I will try to complete the tasks you have set Sir, but it will be hard. This slut has never drank piss, but you said I need only drink it if I feel thirsty, the candles and burning wax are no problem although I know that will hurt very much.
Today I whipped my thighs for you Sir, my breasts are still marked and sore from yesterday. Thankyou Sir
Your slave
Rowena
PS do you treat your other slaves as harshly as this stupid slut. I hope you do Sir
Good to see you know and crave your place already. Don't worry, I'm not considering your comfort, I just wanted to know, if the climate is going according to my plans.
As I said, you will dress as always for work other than my little stipulation is concerned. Don't think you are allowed to change your outfit to cover up your status better. you will also purchase two dog bowls from which you will eat and drink at home in the future. Besides, smart ass, you're right, I didn't order you to drink your own piss for the last task, but you will fill the wineglass again sometime during the weekend and drink your piss from it to celebrate your business deal.
I decided on a more elaborate task for your weekend. Friday afternoon you will leave your house and walk to the spot where nettles grow. You will dress in simple pants and sweater, you will wear bra and panties and the most uncomfortable pair of shoes you have. You will also take a pair of rubber gloves with you and a pair of handcuffs or something similar. Once you've reached the spot you will pick nettles and stuff your bra and panties with them. Make sure you get some between the folds of your cunt and your ass crack. When you're finished take off your shoes and put some of the nettles inside your shoes before putting them on again. If you can get back inside your house you will cuff your hands behind your back. But I don't want you unable to get home again. You may walk home then but don't rush. It should be dark once you get home. If home you will take off the cuffs, pants and sweater but leave on the bra and panties. You are not allowed to take those off until the nettles lose their sting. When that happens you may undress. For the rest of the weekend, when at home you will stay on all fours. For the night you will sleep in front of your bed like a dog would, you are allowed blanket and pillow though. The usual rules will be followed of course all the time. Once you wake up on saturday you will tease yourself at any possibility but still, don't cum. Apart from that you have no further tasks during daytime. Once it gets dark you will whip your ass, tits and cunt (in that exact order) until they are all nicely red. Then you will lie on the floor with your legs spread wide and start to masturbate. The good news is, if you've been a good girl up to this point, you may cum as often as you like. The bad news is you will not stop masturbating, no matter if you feel a climax coming, while you cum or during the aftermath, you will not stop! and you will continue for AT LEAST two hours. Any cuntjuice you will rub on your face and body, you're not allowed to wash it off before sunday evening. Once you're finished your task is complete. If you followed everything through until this point, you may have sunday off (which means no new tasks, but the rules still apply).
To sir [and the true owner of my body and holes] from your slave.
Thankyou Sir your your kind comments about me but this slut knows she does not deserve your repect or consideration, but she will always try and often fail to please you Sir, when she fails she knows she must be punished and humiliated harshly Thankyou Sir.
I was so thrilled to see that at last I will be allowed to cum in my weekend of utter horror. I will try so hard to do everything you order Sir I know I will suffer intense pain and complete humiliation. But I will suffer these things gladly. The only thing I will not do is to brink my own piss I do hope you will forgive this stupid slut for this disobedience Sir and punish her accordingly. Thankyou Sir.
I tried so hard yesterday Sir to complete the tasks you had set this slut, but failed again. I pushed the candle hard into my cunt and it went in easily, but I just couldn't get one in my bottom. It hurt so much Sir. I was crying as I tried and tried but just could not do it. Eventually I lay back in the chair, put a leg over each arm, displaying myself obscenely I lit the candle, I also placed my hands round the candle and put handcuffs on them, I lay back, nude, displayed and open, each drip of hot wax caused me to jerk and gasp with pain. What an intense contrast I thought between the confident business woman closing a successful deal in the same room and this sobbing frightened nude and utterly humiliated slavegirl Thankyou Sir
Tonight Sir in accordance with your orders I whipped my nude back without a break and without mercy until it was deep red. Thankyou Sir
This slut thanks you Sir for denying her the protection of wearing jeans to work She will of course continue to wear short dresses and no panties as you order. It will be frightening and humiliating but this slut will obey. Thankyou Sir.
I look forward to my weekend of pain and suffering with complete terror and horror and will of course report to you in detail when it is completed
Your slave
Rowena
Don't mistake kind words for leniency you still mine to obey as I see fit. And your refusal to drink piss just ripped you off a free sunday. Instead you will use ginger root or hot pepper sauce on your tits, cunt and asshole. Be sure rub it in thoroughly and don't forget the insides of your cunt and asshole. Once you applied it accordingly you are to lie on the the ground face down with your hands cuffed behind your back. Place the key in the next room. No need to freeze it this time. You will crawl on your belly to untie your hands after the burning stops, no sooner. Once you have completed all tasks and this punishment you will whip your cunt for an additional ten minutes. Then you may be forgiven for your disobedience.
To Sir from your very broken slave
Oh Sir the tasks you set for my weekend were so very hard, so very humiliating and so very exciting. I am now Sir very broken and so dreading and looking forward to my next humiliation. Here are some of the horrors I endured for you.
Oh Sir this slut is so very sorry that she has made you angry by her wilful disobedience. She was so looking forward to a relaxing task free Sunday.
Thankyou Sir for my punishment which will be horrible, especially after the nettle abuse of my breasts and cunt, but it is a punishment this slut fully deserves
From now on I will never disobey you again Sir. I will be your abject, totally submissive slave willing to obey every order you give, or any order any one you nonimate gives me.
I must learn to obey your commands without question in future or suffer the results of your anger.
Please show me no mercy or leniency in future Sir until I can show that this slut has learnt this.
Your abject, sobbing frightened slave
Rowena
I left the safety of my home at 4-00pm. I was very nervous, my mouth was dry with fear and I must admit Sir, excitement. I had decided to dress in a lovely, matching red lacy bra and panty set, a white sweater [as you had ordered Sir] and a short blue skirt. I know you had demanded a pair of pants Sir, but this slut thought it would be easier to wear a skirt so that she would not need to remove the pants to abuse her cunt with the nettles. I do hope this was OK with you Sir. I wore a pair of black high heels that were two sizes too small for me and no stockings. My legs were bare.
I carried a tiny bag containing the rubber gloves and a pair of handcuffs. Nothing else.
It was only about a 15 minute walk to the spot I had chosen for my humiliation and torture, but every step was agony due to the shoes, but Sir things would get much worse.
I arrived at the dreaded place and nervously looked round. I was alone. With a frightened sigh I put on the gloves and grabbed a huge bunch of nettles, I gently lifted my skirt and pulled down my lovely panties. I gave a little gasp as the cool evening air caressed my cunt, then shoving the nettles in my panties I gritted my teeth in anticipation of the pain I knew must come, I pulled up the panties.
Oh Sir, the pain was dreadful I hopped about, I screamed as the nettles did their work on my poor cunt. I desperately wanted to remove the panties to stop the awful stinging but I dare not. Sobbing constantly now I pulled up my sweater, pulled down my bra, grabbed some more nettles and stuffed them into every inch of the bra. I replaced the bra, I was in such agony now Sir. I had never known such terrible pain in my most tender areas. tears streaking down my face, my hands were stroking my breasts and my abused cunt as I moaned, and sobbed. I realised what you meant Sir when you said my bra and panties would only be used for punishment I just wanted to rip them off.
I knew I must do one more thing for your amusement, I slipped my shoes, grabbed even more nettles and stuffed them into the shoes and put them back on. I shrieked again as the pain bit into the soles of my feet. I was crying now so hard as I wondered how on earth I would get back home.
By now it was getting dark I put my hands behind my back slipped on the handcuffs you had demanded, left the bag there and sobbing with fear and constant agony turned miserably for home.
I just don’t know how I managed to struggle home every step was agony my poor breasts and cunt were on fire it seemed. I had stopped screaming but was whimpering with pain and humiliation with every step. I prayed that no one would see me in my utter shame. I was learning quickly the complete shame and hopelessness of being a real slavegirl.
Somehow I got home. Thankfully I had left the door unlocked and the key to the handcuffs by the door. Once inside I started sobbing again as I managed to unlock the handcuffs I pulled the sweater over my head and slipped off my skirt. I left the high heels on.
With tears streaming down my face I looked in the mirror. Your slut looked a mess Sir. My lovely sexy bra and panty set, which I loved, were stuffed to overflowing with the hateful nettles as were the shoes. Every time I moved fresh nettles seemed to come in contact with my breasts and cunt stinging even more.
I didn’t know what to do so I fell into a chair and sobbed and sobbed, eventually the nettles stopped their stinging. I peeled off my bra and panties and kicked off my shoes. The slut was nude again as she should be. also she was in great pain as she should be.
I longed to put soothing ointment on the pain, but I knew you had not given permission for this and I am so afraid of you Sir so I dare not. I fell to my knees to crawl around my home as you had ordered.
I decided to go to bed then remembered I must sleep on the floor, miserably I grabbed a blanket to cover myself and with a longing look at my beautiful empty bed I curled up still whimpering.
Then I realised with utter horror I was still to whip myself I grabbed the whip and started to lash my already throbbing breasts. I was shrieking and writhing with the pain Sir but completed the task for you. I also tied my legs together and cried my self to sleep.
That is what happened Sir. This stupid slut is too exhausted to write any more at the moment, please forgive her.
Oh there is one last thing Sir. Quite often in my job I have to travel to call on various producers etc. Is this covered in my work dress Sir, may the slut wear lingerie for these visits or must he remain nude under her dress. Thankyou Sir
Your utterly broken and submissive, frightened slave
Rowena
you have proved yourself as a good slave and yet future disobedience will not be tolerated. I am very aware that the ginger treatment will be even more painful at the end of your weekend. Still you brought this on yourself so I have no reason for mercy, and never will.
you still have tasks to complete over the weekend so I won't set any new ones right now. I do of course expect you daily report. For wearing a skirt instead of the pants I ordered you will extend your masturbation task today to at least THREE hours.
To Sir from your slave Rowena
Sir this stupid slut is so very sorry that she disobeyed you by wearing a skirt instead of the pants you had demanded for her nettle torture. You are quite right to be angry. Thankyou Sir for my fully deserved punishment Goodness knows how I will manage to do an extra hour of masturbation, but that is your demand and that is what this slut must do. I really don’t know why I still disobey you sometimes. I can be quite rebellious and defiant at times and think I always know best. This is because of my successful business but it certainly not a suitable attitude for a slavegirl . Although Sir mostly now I feel truly broken, I have no will of my own I feel powerless before you. I dare not have a thought, put on a garment or piece of lingerie without your permission. What a contrast this pathetic sobbing slavegirl is to the confident, successful, elegant business woman I am in my real life. If only my staff and competitors knew the humiliation and cruel domination I craved for. I hope they never do find out, my entire life then would be dreadful. But of course Sir I know that decision is your’s alone and has nothing to do with this slave slut.
Somehow I fell asleep when I woke the blanket had slipped from me, my nude body fully revealed, my legs still bound together, my poor breasts, cunt and feet still so sore.
With a sigh of true submission and almost without thinking I untied my legs and knelt on the floor ass high in the air for 20 minutes as ordered.
Sadly I looked at the two large dog bowls containing my breakfast and shuffled across to them I shoved my face into them and tried to eat, it was very difficult Sir, the food ran down my chin, and down to my naked throbbing breasts. I finally finished, then remembered that you had ordered me to crawl on all fours. Was there to be no end to my constant humiliation I thought as sobbing and whimpering I crawled around my own house in abject submission.
In horror I suddenly remembered it was time for a whipping, would there be no end to the pain and humiliation of a slavegirl I thought?
I lay face down on my bed, selected a short leather whip and started to whip my ass for you Sir I gasped with pain at each stroke but managed not to scream. There was no rest for this slave I turned over and lashed my breasts, the pain was awful Sir and I was crying and moaning in agony at the end I did not stop and crashed the whip down on my cunt as ordered. This resulted in the first scream of the day Sir. This slut knew there would be many more. Somehow I managed to complete my punishment. I was now sobbing constantly and rolling round on the floor in agony. I was grabbing my ass, my breasts and my cunt to try and stop the pain. It was really horrible Sir. I no longer knew why I was being punished. I just longed for the pain to go away, but of course it didn’t. I knew then I had no hope, no rights and could expect no mercy. I was just a slavegirl slut and fully deserved any punishment my owner desired to inflect on me and my nude body.
I just curled into a ball and cried and cried
Eventually I stopped crying for a moment but knew I would be sobbing helplessly again soon. I crawled over to my dog bowl and lapped up some water. I looked down at my beautiful , poor sore breasts swinging free. They were red, bruised and covered with angry stripes and as I thought started to cry again.
I didn’t know what to do next. I had no orders to obey. Quite naked I crawled over to the phone and still on my knees made two long business calls. During both calls I had one hand deep inside my throbbing cunt for you Sir I was so very near to cumming but dare not. I wondered what my callers would think if they could see the proud confident woman they knew, kneeling utterly naked her breasts covered in whip marks and her hand deep in her so very wet cunt.
After a miserable nude morning I decided to go out for lunch. I do hope this was allowed Sir and that this slut has not made you angry again. I called a girl friend arranged to meet. I dressed nicely in a lacy white bra, white panties, a short red skirt, and a white summer blouse. I thought this would be alright as you had only forbidden lingerie for me when I was at work, and as you have worked out by now this sly slut is always looking for an escape clause. We had a very pleasant lunch I almost forgot my slavegirl life and pain I ate and drank normally It was wonderful
Soon though sadly it was over. I returned home. Megan [my girl friend] wanted to come in for a drink but I knew I must return to my true status
I closed the door closed the curtains even though it was still a lovely day and with a deep sigh of submission stripped entirely nude, dropped again to all fours and instead of a drink of wine and a gossip with Megan I sadly lapped water from my doggie bowl. I was a slavegirl again and I still had a night of pain, humiliation and non stop masturbation to go.
Your slave
Rowena
you "still" obey me, because you know it's your true nature. If you feel unhappy you're free to go and return to your former life. But I don't think you will because you crave the life you live now.
I have no interest in destroying your career, but you will follow the rules I set for you.
Smart ass again, for wearing underwear while going out. you're right I didn't forbid underwear then. But I said wearing underwear is connected to punishment, so in the future, when you go out (you are still allowed to persue an social life) you will put rubber bands on your nipples and if you can your clit (not every woman is physically able to do that, so if you can't it's okay).
By the way, I remember the name Megan from one of your stories. I didn't find that one online, so you will send it to me. Does she know your a slave by heart?
I won't set new tasks as I suppose you still have things to do today.
To Sir from your slave Rowena
Sir please forgive this slut she does want to remain under your power, she does want to be humiliated and hurt by you. She does want to suffer the wonderful and humiliating outdoor tasks you set her
I know I am wilful and will try and outwit you sometimes Sir Pease treat me harshly and drive this free spririt out of me, please whip and humiliate me without mercy until I submit utterly to your desires Thankyou Sir
Megan is my best friend. As far as I know she does not know of my perverted desires, but maybe she does suspect. I'm afraid I have lost the story that features her in a very dominant role. I will try and fnd it and of course send it to you if I do.
Here is the rest of my weekend of utter humiliation. Thankyou Sir
As the daylight faded, my excitement at finally being allowed to cum grew as did my dread at the horror of 3 hours of non stop masturbation you had ordered. This slut had simply no idea how she could possibly manage that, her hand strayed to her cunt in anticipation, she was very wet
I started at 7-00pm, I lay in the middle of my lounge, I was of course Sir entirely nude. I spread my legs wide open, I put my hands in my mouth, then slowly ran them down my body I traced them tenderly round my breasts, my nipples were rock hard. By this time I was breathing in very quick, very light breaths. My shaking hands continued to there final goal. Suddenly with all tenderness gone this slut thrust them both deep into her cunt. I screamed with lust as I pushed harder, quicker deeper into my cunt My first orgasm came at once, it was so intense Sir. I screamed, my hips bucked and heaved. I continued to push hard into my cunt and came again almost at once. Now I wanted to rest, to let the wave of relief rush over my trembling body. But I knew that was not allowed I continued with the constant masturbation you had demanded.
I lost count eventually how many orgasms I suffered it must have been at least 10 or 11. By now my orgasms were growing weaker, my hands were very tired. y cunt was caked with cum as were both my hands, my poor cunt was aching, my throat was dry with screaming and gasping
I took one hand from my cunt but kept masturbating with the other as you had demanded Sir. With my free hand I smeared my love juices all over this slut’s face, breasts and hair. I looked a wild mess. I felt a true slut. I returned my hand to my cunt. I felt yet another orgasm coming, but it brought me no pleasure now. My love juices seeped out once more. I kept masturbating. I was moaning now and mumbling over and over again "No no no no no, please not again I beg you, please, please stop" as I imagined I was being gang raped so many times. I screamed, I sobbed, I pleaded I was constantly crying. Still both my hands kept up their savage abuse on my cunt. I think I must have fallen asleep for a moment at one stage, I woke with a start, both hands were still deep in my cunt. They re-started their rape of my cunt. Finally it was over. I crawled to my dag bowl and lapped up some water. Then as you had ordered went to bed unwashed, covered in my love juices smelling awful, my cunt seemed to be on fire I placed my legs in bondage and fell asleep.
The next morning I was still hurting all over, but this slut knew she had one more task to perform for her owner.
I crawled into the lounge, prepared the hot pepper sauce and ginger you had ordered I rubbed it violently into my still sore cunt I pushed it hard into my ass , I smeared all over my poor breasts. By now the burning had started, with tears starting to form in my eyes I put my hands behind my back and clicked the handcuffs in place.
Oh the next hour was agony. I was writhing all over the floor. Desperately I tried to touch my self to relieve the dreadful throbbing pain, but of course could not. I was sobbing, crying banging my head on the floor to escape the pain, but it was still there. I knew I was being justly punished for my wilful and disobedient nature I screamed I will never disobey Sir again., but I knew that this was not true,
Finally the pain died down a little. It took me 15 minutes to slither into the bedroom where the key was. After some difficulty I managed to unlock the dreadful handcuffs I just lay there completely shattered and still crying.
Eventually I showered, slipped on a thin dress over my nude body. I just could not face the torture involved in wearing lingerie [you have taught me that Sir] and went out shopping. My weekend of torture was over. or so I hoped.
Your slave
Rowena
That sums up the first week of my ownership of that particular slave, many more have passed since. I might pose more over time, since her best friend joined in later to make sure my orders are followed correctly.