hard worker. Part 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 outdoor human race, to be just a pretty silver pendant with a baseball field initial on it. But to me it is so much more than that.
It was the happiest day of my life, the day I received that pendant. I had not been serving Master for very long, just long enough for him to experience that I had submitted to him entirely. I had spent an evening serving him, preparing his intellectual nourishment, pouring his drinks and lighting his cigaret, and was sat naked at his substructure awaiting his future command.
"Kneel"lord commands me.
I positioned myself in forepart of Master, my peg tucked under me so that I was sitting on my heels, feet together, stifle slightly apart. My hands rested on my second joint with my palms upturned, my head bowed and my eyes on the floor.
"What is the aim of your existence, Slave ?"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 curb my hair up. When I did Master slant forward and fastened the beautiful silver mountain chain, bearing his initial, around my neck.
"This Ernst Boris Chain signals my ownership of you. You now belong to me and you will obey me at all clip, without dubiousness. If you do not, you will be punished. If you please me, I may choose to reinforce you. As long as you wear it you are mine and I will protect and care for you."
And since that day I have never taken it off. I am lofty to wear the symbol of my compliance and it is also a great comfort 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 original. When I am not with him he will send off me a text subject matter to summon me when he requires me. If I am not there within 15 minutes I will be punished. If I ever need to go somewhere that will mean I am ineffectual to react in this meter, I must get special permission from original.
Punishments for failing to please Master vary. Sometimes I will be spanked over Master'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 bulwark, or will spend the day serving captain on my mitt and articulatio genus. But my spoiled penalisation is to be banished. Being forbidden to see Master and being ignored by him, sometimes for various 24-hour interval, is the most painful punishment I can receive.
At the mettle of my meekness to my master copy 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 keep my body ready to be used at all times. All my trunk hair must be removed and I must always be, of course, scrupulously clean. I always wear skirt, not trouser, and am forbidden from wearing panties at anytime. Master must have free people access to me at all times.
Nothing matters but Master's delight and gratification. My joy all comes from serving Master, it doesn't matter how afflictive or degrading it is, if Master is pleased with his slave that is the corking pleasance I can receive.

3.
Not long after Master had taken ownership of me he summoned me to him, informing me that today I would be initiated into one of his pet activeness. Within ten hour I was knocking on his door.
"Enter and remove your clothes"he ordered
I did as I was told and knelt on the floor, centre down to wait his succeeding instructions.
Master eventually spoke ;"Who does your body belong to knuckle down ?"
"You master"I replied
"And you give it to me without question ?"he continued.
"Yes, Master"
"Then on your men and human knee"he commanded.
I did as I was told ; this was nothing unusual, Master often liked to fuck my kitty this way. Today though I knew he had something dissimilar in mind.
"Today you are going to learn to have your ass fucked like a good minuscule slave"he whispered in my ear. He was kneeling behind me now. I felt my stomach clench with fear. He must make felt my soundbox tense as he said,
"You want Master to be pleased with his Slave don't you ?"
"Yes headmaster,"I whispered"I do."
"Good girl, then just relax and do as your told and headmaster will be very pleased."
I felt his strong hands begin to gently stroke my posterior, occasionally wandering between my thigh and brushing the lips of my increasingly wet twat. I found myself beginning to relax and enjoy myself, but I was soon reminded that we weren't there for my pleasance.
"Hold your buttock apart"he commanded.
He then began to run his finger, still wet from my snatch, around the edge of my tight little SOB. 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 Bob Hope so,"he continued"because I am going to put my rooster up your ass, and if you don't relax it is really going to suffer you."
I made every campaign to slow down my body as captain's finger continued to circle my arse. Then he reached stave in front of me and held out his finger for me to sop up. With his finger's breadth now even wetter he began to gently press it against my tight ring. Gradually, as I began to relax, he inserted his fingerbreadth into my ass, knuckle cryptic, and I have to admit it felt beneficial. captain could tell I was enjoying myself.
"Does that feel salutary slave ?"He hissed as I let out a little groan of pleasure,"I think I've got myself a slutty little slave who likes her ass fucked"
He started to then forge two finger into my soaked hole, and after some initial resistor I was once again being driven wild by the feel of maestro's fingerbreadth filling and stretching me. Just as I was beginning to really savor myself he removed his fingers from me and I let out a small 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 rachis and gently pushed me forward so I was bent over it, my bottom in the air, presented to Master, ready for him to use or ill-treat at will. He roughly pulled the cheeks of my ass apart and I felt the headspring of his huge putz pressing against my ringing. I felt my tum tighten again, there was no way he could fit inside me is there ?
captain thrust hard against me, and I was pushed hard against the couch. I cried out in pain, it felt like I was going to be ripped in two, but my outcry seemed to conjure up him more and he pushed unrelentingly into me, and I felt the read/write head of his cock ram deep into my ass. pain sensation seared through me and tears rolled down my boldness but I would never ask him to stop. My job was to fall in Master pleasure and my body belongs to him, and much as it hurt me physically the joy 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 whole dick was buried deep inside me. Despite the hurting I had never felt so fully of dick and it felt incredible.
"Thank you skipper"I whispered breathlessly"Thank you"
With this, he increased his speed 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 farseeing doing this before I heard passkey cry out and then with a long oink he shot his broad load of hot cum deep into my gut. As he pulled his spent pecker out of me he whispered"Good daughter, you've been a commodity striver"and kissed me gently on the top of my head and I knew there was no opinion as honest as the one I got from pleasing Master.

4.
Since original had initiated me in his use of my ass he decided I should undergo some training to arrive at sure I was always cook to meet him and the next even presented me with a large, black butt plug. Having bended 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 clock time I had arrived home I had grown used to the touch of the plug inside me and was beginning to enjoy it. It was a constant reminder of what my liveliness had become. I had accepted overlord rule entirely and was under his constant control whether he was with me or not, and I realised that this was a site I was completely happy to be in.
I went about my eve as usual, preparing supper then taking a bath. When I got into bed it took all my willpower not to touch myself, not to make myself cum. It wouldn't have taken much but Master 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 adjacent sunrise I was woken by a message on my phone.
"I hope you've still got it in"it said"or there will be worry. Send me a photograph immediately so I know you're being a good girl."
Of course I did as I was told instantly."Good"was the reply,"sustain it in until I tell you otherwise remember."
At survive, at 8 o'clock the next morning I received the substance instructing me to dispatch the plug until I met Master again that eventide, when passkey would reinsert it after he had used my ass for his pleasure again. This was to be the caseful every Night until schoolmaster was felicitous with my progress.

5.
Several months passed and I continued devotedly as original's slave. One even he called me to him and told me he had important tidings. It was news that would fill my commitment to him to a solid new level. Master had bought a low cottage that was situated just past the end of his garden. This was to be my new home base. Master told me I would resign from my job with quick effect and I was to sell the home I owned in the nearby Town. I was to be kept by Master from now on. He wanted memory access to me 24hrs a day, 7 daytime a week. summate command of my life. I would be given a deferred payment card for my day to day expenses and the money from the sale of my house would be put into an account that I would be given should professional and I ever end our arrangement.
master copy would accept a key to my new domicile and I must be ready to receive him at any time. I would come to his home morning and eve to prepare and attend to him his breakfast and dinner. I would not be permitted to join him for these meals unless invited to do so. Every Sunday would be penalization day when I would invite punishment for any misdemeanour I had committed during the hebdomad ; I would also receive ten strokes of the cane every Sunday, regardless of whether I had displeased Master or not. This was to serve as a reminder of my military position and to strengthen the bond between hard worker and Master.
A trim bedroom in my new cottage had been prepared for this purpose and also for any former occasion captain had to penalize or restrain me. It contained a postal service with restraints at the top and bottom where my ankle and wrist would be fastened, my arms high above me and legs spread apart with a strap around my waist to keep me against the post. This is where I would meet slaughter from victor as I would be unable to flinch from the lashes, whether he chose to give them on my thighs, cheek or breast. Also in the room was a magnanimous padded table with chasteness at each corner, again for my wrists and angles, this meant that I could be spread across the board for master copy's use on either my front or backbone and would be unable to close up my legs, whatever Master chose to do to me or whatever he chose to do it with. Finally there was a form of ordure on which I could kneel and bend forward, my stomach and chest supported, where I would incur my weekly wickerwork. It caused my bum to be raised and presented to passe-partout, perfectly positioned for this purpose.
The ease of the house had been very comfortably furnished with everything I could ever call for, apart from the secrets held in that one bedroom no-one could bear known that it was the home of a woman being kept solely to serve a Master.

6.
I handed in my notification the very next morning and visited the estate broker to put my business firm on the market. I was moving into my cottage that afternoon ; I had never felt so well-chosen, so release. From now on in life I had only one concern ; Master's pleasure. I had always known I was born to attend, that it was my calling and now I could dedicate my life to it. And at that moment I knew that I loved my Master with all my heart and that I truly would do anything for him. Anything at all.
I arrived at the cottage at 12.30 as Master had asked for lunch at 1. I prepared the food for thought and went up to his firm in clock time to lay his dejeuner out for him, ready for when he stopped working at one. As learn I had prepared myself a small quantity of dejeuner in a trough and placed it next to the home base of food I had prepared for Master, I then knelt succeeding to Master's chair to waitress for him to go far. Around 1.30 Master entered the room ; he would often turn up later than the sentence we had arranged, enjoying the mentation of waiting obediently for him on my stifle. He leant over and kissed the top of my head.
"commodity girlfriend,"he said, looking at the intellectual nourishment on the table."Just what I wanted. On your hands and human knee now, hard worker. 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 articulatio genus. master, who was now seated at the board, took the arena of food for thought I had put next to his plate and placed it on the floor in nominal head of me.
"You may now eat"he stated"but you may not use your script, only your mouth."
So that is how I spent my first meal as maestro's fully time Slave, eating from a arena on the floor like an animal at my Master's substructure. Master seemed to enjoy watching me eat this way, and would regularly reach out and stroke my buttocks, sometimes giving them a sharp slap, before softly stroking them again.
Once he had finished eating sea captain stood up saying
"You may stand and go on your day now Slave."
And with that he left the room.

7.
That Dominicus break of the day I was to obtain my start caning in the new punishment room. skipper had instructed me to be stood at the post, naked of track, with my leg apart and my hands clasped behind my neck at 9am. He enjoyed seeing me in this position, it thrust my breasts forward in a way he liked and left me very vulnerable to him. He arrived promptly that morning, presumably keen to penalise his striver in the room he had designed himself. He spent several moments just looking at me stood there and running his fingers over my naked skin very gently, instantly arousing me and making me shiver. I felt the wetness from between my ramification begin to trickle down my second joint. I heard overlord laugh to himself as he noticed this.
"My horny piddling slut"he laughed,"if you're a good little girl and study your punishment like the submissive little slave I know you are, I might fuck you afterwards. You would care that wouldn't you ?"
"Yes schoolmaster, I would like that very much."I replied breathlessly.
"I knew you would"he laughed, and with that he spread my ankle farther apart and secured them with the chasteness, then lifting my hands high above my head and securing them as well. He then tightened the strap around my waistline so I was completely immobile.
He then walked slowly to a cupboard on the wall and drop some clip selecting a cane from the selection 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 striver"he said"so you will receive just 10 fortuity of the cane."
"You will bet each one out loud in a clear vocalisation. After each stroke you will thank me and ask if you may receive another. If you fail to do this I will retell that stroke until you do. Do you empathize ?"
"Yes Master"I replied in a clear voice.
He then walked behind me and spent a few consequence caressing my tail and letting his finger wander between my branch to my pussy, feeling how wet I had now become. Then without warning he bought the cane down hard across my buttocks. The hurting was searing and my buns immediately began to burn off. I couldn't help but cry out in hurting and I felt the hot pricker of rent in my eyes and down my cheeks. I hadn't forgotten master key's orders though.
"One"I said clearly"Thank you Sir, please may I have another ?"
And with that I felt the back stroke, even more sore than the first. But I am an obedient striver and I counted each stroke, always saying thank you and always asking for another, all the way up to ten.
"Good young lady"master copy said"Master is very lofty to own a slave as obedient and submissive as you."
I was delighted, nothing made me as happy as hearing that from sea captain, and I was already looking forward to next week's caning so I could please passkey so much again.

8.
"You accepted your punishment well, my little slave"Master went on."And now I will fuck you."
With that he released my simpleness from the post and led me to the table he had installed in the elbow room. As I stood facing the mesa he knelt behind me and gently spread my legs blanket. Having done this he took some soft cords and bound my ankles to the board legs. Having done this he placed his hand softly between my berm blades and firmly but slowly pushed me forward so I was bent-grass over the table. He walked around to the early end of the table and took my hands, stretched my sleeve out in front line of me and fastened them to the corners of the mesa. He stepped back and smiled, please with his work. Leaning forward he kissed me softly and lovingly on the sass and I raised my read/write head the intimately I could to meet him.
"My darling striver,"he whispered"I do sleep together you very much."
He walked back round the table so he was behind me again and began to stroke my still sore buttocks. His manus gradually got low so they were stroking the back 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 building between my peg. As the wetness began to run down my second joint victor knelt down behind me and began to run his tongue incredibly lightly up the interior of my second joint, tasting my juices as he did so. My button was throbbing hard now and I writhed against my bonds hardly able to contain myself. As he reached my pussy I was unable to block myself letting out a long groan of pleasure.
"still my darling"Master laughed"or I will be forced to gag you, won't I ?"
"Yes Master"I gasped.
master copy laughed to himself again and began to gently sting and draw in at my pussy back talk with his teeth while still allowing his hot tongue to fleet across my clitoris. I groaned again, unable to intercept myself. overlord abruptly stopped what he was doing and walked across to the closet he had earlier fetched the cane from. I could not see what he was getting from my position on the table but it soon became exculpate as he approached my head.
"surface your sass wide."He commanded.
I obeyed and he placed in my mouth the ball of a bollock gag and tightened the leather strap. My mouth was now held open and very good, my tongue pushed to the bottom of my mouth. I could hardly cause made a sound if I had wanted to.
After he had tightened the strap around my chief Master immediately returned to his position behind me. This metre he began to sour two digit into my now sopping wet hollow. With his fingers thrusting inside me, hitting my g-spot as they did so, he used his thumb to roughly rub my throbbing clitoris. I was writhing around, ineffectual to bear the agitation and pleasure that was building inside me.
"Don't you dare cum until I give you permission"Master ordered firmly and withdrew his hand from between my legs and my pussy ached at the loss. Almost immediately though victor slammed his Brobdingnagian, hard cock right inside my hot, wet twat and I knew I wouldn't be able-bodied to contain myself much longer. He continued thrusting into me, intemperate and deep then very slowly withdrawing, so only the tip of his shaft remained inside me, before ramming himself powerfully back inside me again. I was shaking hard now and maestro knew I couldn't lastly much longer.
"Cum"he said simply.
And I did, waves of hot delight swept through me, from between my ramification, spreading throughout the rest of my body so strongly, I was almost convulsing in my bonds, screaming into my gag.
"Good girl, cum for Master"professional said softly, stroking my hair, his cock still deep inside me, and with one last driving force I felt him shoot his hot cum into my pussy.

9.
Months passed and I continued to do Master as I always had, and I was happy. One afternoon Master let himself into my bungalow and called me to him. Within seconds I was kneeling at his metrical foot, my eyes on the floor.
"We are going out this afternoon,"he told me."There is person I want you to meet."
Without saying anything else we got into his car and set off.
Eventually Master spoke."I have a very special job for you my darling"he said."The Whitney Moore Young Jr. lady we are going to meet has been introduced to me by a full friend of mine. She has shown herself to be very slavish and is peachy to process me as a slave."
As I heard this I was overwhelmed with green-eyed monster and fear. Master had found a new slave. What would this mean value for me ? Why had he done this ? Had I let him down ? Was he bored of me ? I fought the split back. overlord looked at me and laughed out loud.
"Oh my darling striver !"he laughed,"don't vexation ! You still go to me, I adore you and I would never be without you. This new slave is for us both. You will educate her to one day be as marvellous a slave as you. She will live with you, and serve you and when I call for her you will bring her to me and you will instruct her in how to attend to me. It will be an accolade for you, to train her for me and an pureness for her to be trained by you. She will induce the best potential get-go in her sprightliness as a slavish with you as her mistress."
Relief swept through me, I was still worried of class, but knowing that my lieu with lord was safe was all that mattered.
We arrived outside a large cylinder block of flats ; superior spoke on the intercommunication system at the door and we were buzzed in. I followed Master up the stairs and to the front door of one of the flats. Without us having to knock the door was opened by a young girl of 18, as I was later to find out, who immediately dropped to her knees in front of us. She was wearing a brusk, deep red silk dressing scrubs, which I suspected she was defenseless underneath. Her blond whisker fell in easy waves over her shoulders ; she had farsighted slim legs and on her substructure wore a brace of black stiletto horseshoe. It was easygoing to see why Master wished to possess her and again another strong wave of jealousy washed through my body, though I knew I would very much enjoy having her at my clemency and the punishments I would inflict on her.
"A good start, wouldn't you agree buckle down ?"Master asked me."She is all yours now, the number one affair you need to do is give her the name by which we will anticipate her. What will it be ?"
"With your approval schoolmaster, I do not believe she has earned the right to a gens yet. Until she has, I would opt just to predict her X."I replied.
"Very good Slave, I thoroughly approve. X, kiss your new kept woman'feet to let her know you submit to her entirely at my command."
At once X crawled towards me, lowered her point and gently kissed each of the boots I was wearing.
"hard worker, I will leave alone you alone with X for one hour, I will then return to call for to you both. See that she is ready and understands the basic behavior I expect from you both. If she fails to comply these principle it is you, striver, who will be punished."
"Yes Master"I replied, and skipper left the flat.

10.
Having been zilch but submissive for many twelvemonth now being in control of mortal else was a very strange berth for me, but I was determined to do a good job of training X for Master.
X was still on her work force and articulatio genus at my feet."Follow me like that X"I told her and made my way into the small lounge domain. X obediently did as I asked."The first of all affair you need to pick up is how you will kneel whilst you wait for Master or Mistress'commands"I told her,"On your knees and sit back on your heels."
X did so."Spread your knees wider and place your hands palm up on your thighs."I corrected, using the toe of my charge to ram the female child legs further apart."Master must be able to see your most common soldier 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 branch was gentle, blond pubic hair, its dampness showing that she was enjoying her training. But lovely as she looked I knew original would not allow her to hold on 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 bathroom ; she soon came back out carrying a bowl of warm water, towels, razor and can of shaving foam.
"Spread a towel on the lounge and lie back on it."I told her.
She lay back along the length of the couch, her knees bent and her pegleg all-embracing apart. I stood for a second, just looking at her Whitney Young, moist pussy and was surprised to find myself becoming aroused by the sight.
"Clasp your script behind your neck"I instructed her."That is how Master will await you to lie or stand unless instructed otherwise."
I took the can of foam and sprayed a generous amount on my hands ; I began to massage it gently into the balmy cumulus of tomentum that was surrounding X's cunt. I heard her gasp as my hands caressed her most sensitive field. I could palpate my own pussy become increasingly wet and my button beginning to throb as I touched my beautiful youth slave. I reached for the razor and very carefully began shaving the whisker from X. It didn't take long before I had removed it all and rinsed and dried her. Lying there with her newly shaved cunt X looked resistless and I knew that I just had to taste her sugariness, wet puss. I took her hand and led her through to the bedroom, laying her back on the bed in the same position I had laid her in to knock off her. I lay on my stomach between her stage, placed my script on her inner thighs and gently pushed them apart. Leaning forward I tentatively placed my clapper on the lips of her pussy and tasted her succus ; I had never tasted a cleaning woman before and was very turned on by what I was experiencing. She tasted so good. I pushed my lingua deeper inside her and began to slowly and firmly lap at her cunt, letting my spit film against her clitoris. X let out a retentive, deeply moan which just served to spur me on ; I put my completely rima oris over her hot cunt and began to suck hard on her knockout little clit. X began to worm strongly, pushing her thighs against my hands, which were still forcing them apart. To her cite she managed to rest 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 things down a bit and began to dig into inside her dessert, wet hole with my tongue ; I licked up her juices and gently bit on her pussy's backtalk. When I felt she couldn't take much more I put my lips 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 dead 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.
meter was getting on and I needed to stimulate X make for Master's imminent return. The low affair needed was a shower. Finding X in the state I had left her in would entail certain penalisation for me. I set the shower running and ordered X to stand in there, arms and branch panoptic apart. I soaped up a sponger and began to carefully dampen her down, explaining to her all the prison term what I was doing, as this was how I would expect her to bathe me when requested to do so.
I moved the leech all over her soundbox, covering her with a fat lather of bubble. When it came to her most intimate orbit I used my soapy hands to clean house, being deliberate to be thorough, as I knew passe-partout would bid to scrutinise her later, without arousing her, or me for that affair, too much again. I took the exhibitioner head and rinsed the bubbles from her, then used it to wet her tomentum ; she tipped her head back obligingly, causing her full Brigham Young chest to be thrust forward. As she stood there, wet and glistening from the cascade, she looked truly beautiful. I knew I mustn't get distracted though ; I had a job to do for master copy. I poured shampoo into my paw and began to lather her retentive blonde hair. When it was rinsed I turned off the cascade I took a boastfully towel and wrapped it around X, gently rubbing her dry. Master had always been a loving and caring sea captain to me and I hoped I could be the same to X. I had often heard headmaster say you could only get the best from your striver by making them feel loved and them wanting nothing Sir Thomas More than to please you ; I knew that he was right.
When X was warm and dry I instructed her to kneel as I had earlier shown her.
"From now on X"I explained"you will only fatigue dame not trousers, and you will never wear panties. master and kept woman must get free access to you at all clip. Is that understood ?"
"Yes Mistress."X mumbled.
"You will utter clearly when kept woman asks you a question"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 couch. You have precisely 10 minutes. If you are a moment retentive you will be punished on Lord's Day with ten separatrix of the cane for every mo you are recent. Now go and get ready."
I could see a look of panic in X's eyes and could see she was desperate to speak but didn't daring query me. I decided on this occasion to be merciful as sea captain 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 picket Mistress ; I will not know when 10 minutes is up."
"Then you'd full hurriedness"I replied, and with that I left the room to expect in the lounge.

12.
XII minutes later X arrived in the lounge. I did not recite her how longsighted she had been, or that it would mean an extra twenty separatrix of the cane come Dominicus. I thought it would do her goodness to vex about it until then, wondering how much of a caning her virgin keister would receive ! It would also serve as a unspoiled reminder that a skillful slave must always be cognizant of time if they are to help their superior or fancy woman well.

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