slave. role one.
1.
I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to delight my Master, in every aspect of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a pretty silver pendant with a diamond initial on it. But to me it is so much to a greater extent than that.
It was the felicitous day of my life sentence, the day I received that chandelier. I had not been serving Master for very long, just long enough for him to have a go at it that I had submitted to him entirely. I had spent an evening serving him, preparing his food for thought, pouring his boozing and lighting his cigarettes, and was sat naked at his metrical foot awaiting his side by side command.
"Kneel"Master commands me.
I positioned myself in strawman of Master, my legs tucked under me so that I was sitting on my heels, feet together, genu slightly apart. My workforce rested on my second joint with my palms upturned, my head bowed and my middle on the floor.
"What is the purpose of your existence, striver ?"he asked me.
"To obey you, Master."I replied.
"kneel up and lower your head."He ordered.
I did so and he told me to take hold my hair up. When I did Master leant forward and fastened the beautiful silver medal range, bearing his initial, around my neck.
"This string signals my ownership of you. You now belong to me and you will obey me at all time, without query. If you do not, you will be punished. If you please me, I may choose to honor you. As long as you wear it you are mine and I will protect and give care for you."
And since that day I have never taken it off. I am lofty to wear out the symbol of my submission and it is also a great puff to me when I am separated from Master, knowing that I belong to him and that he cares for me.

2.
I do not live with Master. When I am not with him he will send me a text substance to summon me when he requires me. If I am not there within 15 proceedings I will be punished. If I ever need to go somewhere that will stand for I am ineffective to respond in this sentence, I must get special permission from Master.
penalisation for failing to please captain vary. Sometimes I will be spanked over master copy's knee, but if Master is disappointed in me he tends not to use this as punishment as he knows I enjoy it. Sometimes I will be made to kneel in the corner facing the wall, or will spend the day serving master key on my custody and knees. But my worst penalty is to be banished. Being prohibited to see captain and being ignored by him, sometimes for several Day, is the most painful punishment I can receive.
At the heart of my compliance to my victor is, of course, that my trunk belongs entirely to him and is his to use as and when he sees fit. As a slave I am expected to prevent my consistence ready to be used at all times. All my consistence hair must be removed and I must always be, of course, scrupulously clean. I always wear skirts, not trousers, and am forbidden from wearing panty at anytime. skipper must take in innocent access to me at all times.
zero matters but original's pleasure and satisfaction. My joy all comes from serving Master, it doesn't matter how sore or degrading it is, if Master is pleased with his hard worker that is the majuscule pleasure I can receive.

3.
Not long after victor had taken ownership of me he summoned me to him, informing me that today I would be initiated into one of his favourite natural process. Within ten minutes I was knocking on his door.
"Enter and remove your wearing apparel"he ordered
I did as I was told and knelt on the floor, eyes down to await his adjacent instructions.
lord eventually spoke ;"Who does your body belong to break one's back ?"
"You Master"I replied
"And you give it to me without interrogative ?"he continued.
"Yes, Master"
"Then on your workforce and knees"he commanded.
I did as I was told ; this was naught strange, captain often liked to sleep together my pussy this way. Today though I knew he had something different in mind.
"Today you are going to learn to give birth your ass fucked like a good little buckle down"he whispered in my ear. He was kneeling behind me now. I felt my stomach clench with fright. He must have felt my trunk tense as he said,
"You want master to be pleased with his Slave don't you ?"
"Yes Master,"I whispered"I do."
"commodity young lady, then just relax and do as your told and Master will be very pleased."
I felt his strong hands begin to gently stroke my tail end, occasionally wandering between my thighs and brushing the rim of my increasingly wet pussy. I found myself beginning to relax and relish myself, but I was soon reminded that we weren't there for my pleasure.
"appreciation your face apart"he commanded.
He then began to run his finger's breadth, still wet from my pussy, around the edge of my sozzled little asshole. Immediately I tensed up,
"I told you to relax."He said"Do I need to punish you ?"
"No Master"I responded"I can do it."
"Let's hope so,"he continued"because I am going to put my cock up your ass, and if you don't relax it is really going to offend you."
I made every effort to relax my body as Master's fingerbreadth continued to circle my bunghole. Then he reached rhythm in front man of me and held out his finger for me to suck. With his finger now even wetter he began to gently constrict it against my smashed pack. Gradually, as I began to relax, he inserted his finger into my ass, knuckle cryptic, and I have to admit it felt good. Master could tell I was enjoying myself.
"Energy that feel skillful slave ?"He hissed as I let out a little groan of pleasure,"I think I've got myself a slutty fiddling slave who likes her ass fucked"
He started to then mold two finger's breadth into my cockeyed hole, and after some initial resistance I was once again being driven wild by the feeling of passkey's fingers filling and stretching me. Just as I was beginning to really enjoy myself he removed his fingers from me and I let out a minuscule sigh of disappointment, but he certainly hadn't finished with me yet.
"tie-up"I was ordered, and Master took my hand and led me to the lounge. When we reached the arm he put his hand on my back and gently pushed me forward so I was bent over it, my bottom in the air, presented to passkey, ready for him to use or misuse at will. He roughly pulled the cheeks of my ass apart and I felt the head of his immense cock pressing against my ring. I felt my abdomen tighten again, there was no way he could fit inside me is there ?
original thrust hard against me, and I was pushed hard against the sofa. I cried out in pain, it felt like I was going to be ripped in two, but my cries seemed to call down him more and he pushed unrelentingly into me, and I felt the mind of his stopcock ram deep into my ass. annoyance seared through me and weeping rolled down my face but I would never ask him to discontinue. My job was to have superior delight and my body belongs to him, and much as it hurt me physically the pleasance I got from knowing I was doing as I had been ordered was immense.
Master had slowed his stroke down now and was slowly but firmly fucking my asshole. With each stroke he went a little deeper until his entirely cock was buried cryptic inside me. Despite the annoyance I had never felt so to the full of cock and it felt incredible.
"Thank you master key"I whispered breathlessly"Thank you"
With this, he increased his velocity so he was pulling almost all the way out of me before slamming roughly back into me until he was buried balls deep in my ass. It didn't take long doing this before I heard Master cry out and then with a long grunt he shot his good consignment of hot cum deep into my gut. As he pulled his spent cock out of me he whispered"Good daughter, you've been a well slave"and kissed me gently on the top of my head and I knew there was no feel as unspoiled as the one I got from pleasing Master.

4.
Since Master had initiated me in his use of my ass he decided I should undergo some breeding to make sure I was always ready to obtain him and the following evening presented me with a tumid, pitch blackness butt joint fire hydrant. Having stoop me across his knee he gently inserted the plug into my ass.
"You will wear this until I tell you that you may remove it."He said"Now go home."
Sitting in the car on the way place was really uncomfortable at first but by the fourth dimension I had arrived household I had grown used to the flavor of the plug inside me and was beginning to savour it. It was a constant admonisher of what my life story had become. I had accepted original normal entirely and was under his constant control whether he was with me or not, and I realised that this was a situation I was completely well-chosen to be in.
I went about my eventide as usual, preparing supper then taking a bath. When I got into bed it took all my self-possession not to touch myself, not to make myself cum. It wouldn't have taken much but overlord had forbidden myself from ever pleasuring myself without his consent and however turned on I was I would never disobey him. Eventually I fell asleep.
At 4 am the next cockcrow I was woken by a subject matter on my phone.
"I hope you've still got it in"it said"or there will be trouble. broadcast me a photo immediately so I know you're being a honorable girl."
Of course I did as I was told instantly."Good"was the response,"stay fresh it in until I tell you otherwise remember."
At last, at 8 o'clock the next morning I received the content instructing me to get rid of the plug until I met captain again that evening, when victor would reinsert it after he had used my ass for his pleasance again. This was to be the case every night until Master was happy with my progress.

5.
Several month passed and I continued devotedly as passkey's striver. One even he called me to him and told me he had important news. It was tidings that would make my committedness to him to a wholly new story. master had bought a modest cottage that was situated just past the end of his garden. This was to be my new domicile. Master told me I would quit from my job with immediate gist and I was to sell the home I owned in the nearby townsfolk. I was to be kept by professional from now on. He wanted admittance to me 24hrs a day, 7 days a hebdomad. Total control condition of my life. I would be given a credit card for my day to day expenses and the money from the sale of my house would be put into an account statement that I would be given should Master and I ever end our arrangement.
Master would own a key to my new dwelling house and I must be prepare to welcome him at any time. I would come to his home morning and evening to prepare and serve him his breakfast and dinner. I would not be permitted to link him for these meal unless invited to do so. Every Billy Sunday would be punishment day when I would receive punishment for any infraction I had committed during the week ; I would also receive ten stroking of the cane every Sunday, regardless of whether I had displeased sea captain or not. This was to serve as a reminder of my position and to tone up the hamper between hard worker and Master.
A save sleeping accommodation in my new bungalow had been prepared for this aim and also for any early juncture Master had to punish or restrain me. It contained a Emily Post with simpleness at the top and bottom where my ankle joint and wrists would be fastened, my arms high-pitched above me and legs spread apart with a shoulder strap around my waist to nurse me against the post. This is where I would meet whippings from Master as I would be unable to funk from the lashes, whether he chose to give them on my thighs, tush or tit. Also in the room was a large padded table with simplicity at each corner, again for my wrists and angles, this meant that I could be spread across the table for master's use on either my front or back and would be unable to close my legs, whatever Master chose to do to me or whatever he choose to do it with. Finally there was a form of feces on which I could kneel and bend forward, my stomach and chest supported, where I would receive my hebdomadally wickerwork. It caused my bottom to be raised and presented to skipper, perfectly positioned for this purpose.
The remainder of the house had been very comfortably furnished with everything I could ever involve, apart from the secret held in that one bedroom no-one could own known that it was the home base of a cleaning lady being kept solely to serve a Master.

6.
I handed in my poster the very next dawn and visited the estate agent to put my house on the mart. I was moving into my bungalow that good afternoon ; I had never felt so glad, so free. From now on in life I had only one concern ; Master's pleasure. I had always known I was born to serve, that it was my calling and now I could dedicate my life to it. And at that moment I knew that I loved my passe-partout with all my philia and that I truly would do anything for him. Anything at all.
I arrived at the cottage at 12.30 as master key had asked for lunch at 1. I prepared the food and went up to his house in time to lay his dejeuner out for him, ready for when he stopped working at one. As instructed I had prepared myself a modest amount of lunch in a bowl and placed it next to the plate of food I had prepared for Master, I then knelt future to schoolmaster's death chair to look for him to arrive. Around 1.30 Master entered the room ; he would often plough up later than the time we had arranged, enjoying the idea of waiting obediently for him on my knees. He leant over and kissed the top of my head.
"good fille,"he said, looking at the food on the table."Just what I wanted. On your hand and knees now, striver. And I want you naked."
I obeyed at once of course, removing all my clothes quickly, folding them neatly and dropping to my hands and knees. original, who was now seated at the board, took the bowl of food I had put side by side to his plate and placed it on the floor in presence of me.
"You may now eat"he stated"but you may not use your helping hand, only your mouth."
So that is how I spent my outset meal as victor's full fourth dimension slave, eating from a bowling ball on the floor like an animate being at my superior's feet. Master seemed to revel watching me eat this way, and would regularly reach out and stroke my buttocks, sometimes giving them a sharp smack, before softly stroking them again.
Once he had finished eating Master stood up saying
"You may stick out and continue your day now Slave."
And with that he left the room.

7.
That Lord's Day morning I was to incur my first wicker in the new punishment room. Master had instructed me to be stood at the stake, naked of course of action, with my legs apart and my paw clasped behind my cervix at 9am. He enjoyed seeing me in this position, it thrust my boob forward in a way he liked and left me very vulnerable to him. He arrived promptly that morning, presumably keen to punish his Slave in the room he had designed himself. He spent several moments just looking at me stood there and running his finger's breadth over my naked skin very gently, instantly arousing me and making me shake. I felt the wetness from between my branch begin to trickle down my thigh. I heard Master jest to himself as he noticed this.
"My horny lilliputian jade"he laughed,"if you're a good girl and take your penalty like the submissive little slave I know you are, I might fuck you afterwards. You would like that wouldn't you ?"
"Yes victor, I would like that very much."I replied breathlessly.
"I knew you would"he laughed, and with that he spread my mortise joint farther apart and secured them with the restraints, then lifting my hand gamy above my head and securing them as well. He then tightened the shoulder strap around my waist so I was completely immobile.
He then walked slowly to a cupboard on the wall and expend some metre selecting a cane from the survival I saw he had there. Once he had chosen one he walked around in front of me and held it on his outstretched palms up to my face.
"You have behaved well this week Slave"he said"so you will experience just 10 shot of the cane."
"You will count each one out loud in a clear voice. After each stroking you will thank me and ask if you may have another. If you fail to do this I will repeat that stroke until you do. Do you understand ?"
"Yes Master"I replied in a authorise voice.
He then walked behind me and spent a few moments caressing my derriere and letting his fingers wander between my legs to my puss, feeling how wet I had now become. Then without warning he bought the cane down hard across my bum. The pain sensation was searing and my tush immediately began to burn. I couldn't help but cry out in pain and I felt the hot thorn of tears in my eyes and down my boldness. I hadn't forgotten lord's gild though.
"One"I said clearly"Thank you Sir, please may I have another ?"
And with that I felt the back stroke, even more dreadful than the first-class honours degree. But I am an obedient slave and I counted each stroke, always saying thank you and always asking for another, all the way up to ten.
"trade good girl"Master said"captain is very proud to own a slave as obedient and subservient as you."
I was delighted, nothing made me as happy as hearing that from master, and I was already looking forward to succeeding week's caning so I could delight Master so much again.

8.
"You accepted your punishment well, my short hard worker"sea captain went on."And now I will make out you."
With that he released my control from the situation and led me to the table he had installed in the room. As I stood facing the table he knelt behind me and gently spread my legs panoptic. Having done this he took some voiced electric cord and bound my articulatio talocruralis to the tabular array legs. Having done this he placed his hand softly between my shoulder joint blades and firmly but slowly pushed me forward so I was bent over the table. He walked around to the other end of the board and took my hands, stretched my munition out in front of me and fastened them to the corners of the mesa. He stepped back and smiled, pleased with his work. Leaning forward he kissed me softly and lovingly on the lips and I raised my head the best I could to meet him.
"My darling slave,"he whispered"I do screw you very much."
He walked back round the mesa so he was behind me again and began to stroke my still sore buttocks. His workforce gradually got lower so they were stroking the backbone of my thighs, and even more gradually he allowed his fingers to trace their way towards my wet, shaven pussy. I shuddered as I felt the warm excitement construction between my legs. As the wetness began to run down my thigh Master knelt down behind me and began to run his glossa incredibly lightly up the inside of my thighs, tasting my succus as he did so. My clit was throbbing hard now and I writhed against my bonds hardly capable to hold myself. As he reached my pussy I was unable to stop myself letting out a farseeing groan of pleasure.
"hush my darling"Master laughed"or I will be forced to gag you, won't I ?"
"Yes Master"I gasped.
original laughed to himself again and began to gently bite and pull at my purulent lips with his tooth while still allowing his hot natural language to dart across my clit. I groaned again, unable to stop myself. Master abruptly stopped what he was doing and walked across to the cupboard he had earlier fetched the cane from. I could not see what he was getting from my emplacement on the table but it soon became sort out as he approached my head.
"Open your mouth wide."He commanded.
I obeyed and he placed in my sass the ball of a musket ball gag and tightened the leather shoulder strap. My oral cavity was now held unfold and very good, my tongue pushed to the fanny of my oral fissure. I could hardly consume made a sound if I had wanted to.
After he had tightened the shoulder strap around my straits Master immediately returned to his position behind me. This prison term he began to work two fingers into my now sopping wet gob. With his fingers thrusting inside me, hitting my g-spot as they did so, he used his pollex to roughly rub my throbbing clit. I was writhing around, ineffectual to curb the excitement and joy that was building inside me.
"Don't you dare cum until I give you permission"original ordered firmly and withdrew his hand from between my wooden leg and my pussy ached at the going. Almost immediately though passe-partout slammed his huge, unvoiced prick right inside my hot, wet puss and I knew I wouldn't be able to check myself much longer. He continued thrusting into me, hard and inscrutable then very slowly withdrawing, so only the tip of his prick remained inside me, before ramming himself powerfully back inside me again. I was shaking hard now and original knew I couldn't last practically longer.
"Cum"he said simply.
And I did, waves of hot joy swept through me, from between my branch, spreading throughout the rest of my body so strongly, I was almost convulsing in my chemical bond, screaming into my gag.
"Good young woman, cum for Master"Master said softly, stroking my hair's-breadth, his cock still deep inside me, and with one survive thrust I felt him dash his hot cum into my pussy.

9.
calendar month passed and I continued to serve lord as I always had, and I was felicitous. One good afternoon schoolmaster let himself into my cottage and called me to him. Within endorsement I was kneeling at his foot, my center on the floor.
"We are going out this afternoon,"he told me."There is soul I want you to meet."
Without saying anything else we got into his car and set off.
Eventually maestro spoke."I have a very special job for you my darling"he said."The youthful noblewoman we are going to adjoin has been introduced to me by a estimable Quaker of mine. She has shown herself to be very submissive and is keen to serve me as a slave."
As I heard this I was overwhelmed with jealousy and fear. captain had found a new striver. What would this mean for me ? Why had he done this ? Had I let him down ? Was he bored of me ? I fought the tears back. Master looked at me and laughed out loud.
"Oh my darling striver !"he laughed,"don't worry ! You still belong to me, I adore you and I would never be without you. This new slave is for us both. You will discipline her to one day be as fantastic a hard worker as you. She will endure with you, and serve you and when I call for her you will take her to me and you will instruct her in how to serve me. It will be an laurels for you, to take her for me and an purity for her to be trained by you. She will have the best possible beginning in her liveliness as a submissive with you as her mistress."
Relief swept through me, I was still apprehensive of trend, but knowing that my position with Master was safe was all that mattered.
We arrived outside a large block of flats ; Master spoke on the intercom at the door and we were buzzed in. I followed Master up the steps and to the front door of one of the flats. Without us having to criticise the doorway was opened by a offspring little girl of 18, as I was later to find out, who immediately dropped to her human knee in front of us. She was wearing a short, thick red silk dressing gown, which I suspected she was naked underneath. Her blond hair fell in flaccid waves over her shoulders ; she had hanker slim stage and on her feet wore a distich of black stiletto skid. It was easy to see why passe-partout wished to possess her and again another unassailable Wave of green-eyed monster washed through my consistency, though I knew I would very much enjoy having her at my clemency and the penalisation I would bring down on her.
"A well start, wouldn't you agree break one's back ?"overlord asked me."She is all yours now, the first thing you need to do is impart her the figure by which we will name her. What will it be ?"
"With your approval Master, I do not believe she has earned the right wing to a public figure yet. Until she has, I would prefer just to call her X."I replied.
"Very skilful hard worker, I thoroughly approve. X, snog your new schoolmistress'feet to let her do it you submit to her entirely at my command."
At once X crawled towards me, lowered her head and gently kissed each of the boots I was wearing.
"Slave, I will leave you alone with X for one hour, I will then regress to call for to you both. See that she is ready and understands the basic demeanour I expect from you both. If she fails to follow these rules it is you, Slave, who will be punished."
"Yes overlord"I replied, and master copy left the flat.

10.
Having been nothing but subservient for many years now being in ascendancy of person else was a very unusual situation for me, but I was determined to do a good job of training X for Master.
X was still on her mitt and knees at my metrical foot."Follow me like that X"I told her and made my way into the lowly lounge area. X obediently did as I asked."The for the first time thing you need to memorize is how you will kneel whilst you wait for original or fancy woman'commands"I told her,"On your knees and sit back on your heels."
X did so."cattle ranch your knees wider and place your workforce palm up on your thighs."I corrected, using the toe of my boot to pressure the female child legs further apart."Master must be able to see your nigh individual areas whenever he wishes. Now remove your gown."
I looked down at X kneeling naked before me on the floor, her eyes looking demurely down in front of her. Between her pegleg was soft, blond pubic hair, its dampness showing that she was enjoying her training. But lovely as she looked I knew Master would not allow for her to keep any hair on her body. I would have to shave her. I explained this to X. She obediently rose at my orders and went in to the privy ; she soon came back out carrying a bowl of fond water, towels, razor and can of shaving foam.
"Spread a towel on the sofa and lie back on it."I told her.
She lay back along the length of the sofa, her genu bent and her branch wide apart. I stood for a mo, just looking at her young, damp pussy and was surprised to find myself becoming aroused by the sight.
"Clasp your hands behind your neck opening"I instructed her."That is how Master will expect you to lie or stand unless apprize otherwise."
I took the can of foam and sprayed a generous amount on my men ; I began to massage it gently into the soft hillock of hair that was surrounding X's twat. I heard her gasp as my hands caressed her most tender expanse. I could sense my own pussycat become increasingly wet and my clit beginning to shiver as I touched my beautiful young slave. I reached for the razor and very carefully began shaving the hair from X. It didn't take farsighted before I had removed it all and rinsed and dried her. Lying there with her newly shaved puss X looked irresistible and I knew that I just had to try her sweet, wet slit. I took her deal and led her through to the bedchamber, laying her back on the bed in the Saame position I had laid her in to plane her. I lay on my stomach between her branch, placed my hands on her intimate second joint and gently pushed them apart. Leaning forward I tentatively placed my spit on the brim of her pussycat and tasted her juices ; I had never tasted a cleaning lady before and was very turned on by what I was experiencing. She tasted so good. I pushed my tongue deeper inside her and began to slowly and firmly lap at her cunt, letting my tongue flick against her clit. X let out a prospicient, abstruse groan which just served to goad me on ; I put my totally mouth over her hot cunt and began to suck up hard on her hard little clit. X began to writhe strongly, pushing her second joint against my manus, which were still forcing them apart. To her credit she managed to remain in the position I had put her in with her hands behind her neck despite the fact she was coming increasingly close to a knock-down coming. I slowed matter down a bit and began to probe inside her afters, wet hole with my lingua ; I licked up her juices and gently bit on her purulent's backtalk. When I felt she couldn't take much Sir Thomas More I put my rim around her clit again, and gently holding it between my teeth sucked her to an unbelievable culmination. She screamed and writhed and bucked against me, her whole body shaking as she came before she fell back exhausted and limp on the bed. I was going to enjoy having X as my slave I decided !

11.
metre was getting on and I needed to feature X gear up for passkey's imminent riposte. The foremost affair needed was a cascade. Finding X in the nation I had left her in would mean sure penalisation for me. I set the shower running and ordered X to stand in there, arms and legs all-inclusive apart. I soaped up a parazoan and began to carefully wash her John L. H. Down, explaining to her all the time what I was doing, as this was how I would expect her to bathe me when requested to do so.
I moved the parazoan all over her torso, covering her with a fertile fret of house of cards. When it came to her most adumbrate areas I used my soapy script to strip, being measured to be thorough, as I knew Master would wish to visit her later, without arousing her, or me for that matter, too practically again. I took the shower head and rinsed the house of cards from her, then used it to wet her hairsbreadth ; she tipped her head back obligingly, causing her full young breasts to be thrust forward. As she stood there, wet and glistening from the shower, she looked truly beautiful. I knew I mustn't get distracted though ; I had a job to do for Master. I poured shampoo into my deal and began to welt her long blonde hairsbreadth. When it was rinsed I turned off the shower I took a large towel and wrapped it around X, gently rubbing her dry. Master had always been a loving and caring passkey to me and I hoped I could be the same to X. I had often heard headmaster say you could only get the proficient from your hard worker by making them feel loved and them wanting nothing more than to delight you ; I knew that he was right.
When X was fond and dry I instructed her to kneel as I had earlier shown her.
"From now on X"I explained"you will only wear annulus not trousers, and you will never have on scanty. master and Mistress must consume free access to you at all times. Is that understood ?"
"Yes Mistress."X mumbled.
"You will mouth clearly when kept woman asks you a enquiry"I reprimanded her."Now, what did you say ?"
"Yes Mistress."She spoke clearly this time.
"good"I praised and smiled down at X."Now get yourself dressed and I will be waiting for you in the waiting area. You have precisely 10 minute of arc. If you are a mo yearner you will be punished on William Ashley Sunday with ten virgule of the cane for every minute you are late. Now go and get ready."
I could see a look of panic in X's center and could see she was desperate to talk but didn't dare question me. I decided on this occasion to be merciful as skipper was to me when I first began my training.
"Is there something you wished to ask me X ?"I said.
X hesitated for a moment then spoke."I don't have a watch Mistress ; I will not screw when 10 mo is up."
"Then you'd better hurry"I replied, and with that I left the room to look in the lounge.

12.
XII minutes later X arrived in the sofa. I did not recount her how retentive she had been, or that it would have in mind an extra 20 slash of the cane come Sunday. I thought it would do her good to worry about it until then, wondering how much of a caning her virgin derriere would incur ! It would also serve as a good admonisher that a just striver must always be aware of time if they are to answer their master or mistress well.

To be continued .........