Administrative- Slave contract customized to my fantasy

Short term Contract

Section One

I with a free mind and open heart, and my last exercise of freewill, do request of Master that he accept the submission of my will unto him and take me into as his sissy school girl slave. 

I ask, in sincere humility, that as my Master, he accept the keeping of my entire being for fulfillment and enhancement of all his sexual, spiritual, emotional, and intellectual needs. To achieve this, he may have unfettered use of my body any time, any place, and in front of anyone as he will determine.

The is for the duration of 7 days with effect (date), until (end date). Master has the sole decision of any extension of 7 more days upon signing of this contract should he find that this duration is insufficient for his pleasure. Further extensions, will require a separate contract agreement between both parties.

Signing this agreement also symbolizes my willingness to be degraded to become:

- master's property

- surrender my gender to become a girly girl in school uniform

- and lowly servant slave without rights

Henceforth, I will inherit this new identity, further which, given a new girly name by master.

Signing of this agreement symbolize my full surrender of my entire self and rights to my master, by which he has sole discretion in the review and amendment of any clause beyond this sentence.

Section Two: Code of Conduct

Attire: 

- At the beginning, I will only be fully dressed in complete girl school uniform, including panties and bra meant for school girls. 

- I must always be in proper girls school shoes or 6" stiletto black court shoes without platform, as per master decision.  

- I must be in this attire at all times 24/7 and not allowed to alter or change or remove any part of the article unless being instructed otherwise by master. 

- As a slave, this clothing articles does not belong to me, but the full property of master. I am to do my best to ensure that I do not soil, dirty or mess the the attire. 

- I am only allowed a change/wash in attire once a week. I can be denied this privilege should I violate any major attire related rules along the course of the week.This is according to master's prerogative.  

- As I journey further under master's dominance over me, he will start evolving my attire to his preference befitting my status as his slave. 

- I will still have to observe the rules of dressing.

- The attire is a constant reminder for who I have become.  

- Additionally: I may be given a collar in according to what master wish to bestow as symbols of Ownership as a visible reminder of status and will be worn with pride.

- It signify Master control and the lifestyle. The collar is to remain upon my neck at all times unless necessary.

Hygiene: 

- As a slave, I am not entitled to any personal hygiene, where in the first place the slave do not have 'personal' in the vocabulary. 

- However, hygiene for this case is for the purpose of master pleasure. 

- I am only allowed to urinate and defecate at allocated timeslots set by master and he will limit the times I can do it, which he will reduce the frequency should I commit any mistakes. 

- Other than the allocated time-slots, I have to put in maximum efforts to hold back any discharge, failing which is a major mistake. 

- Washing of hands or any parts are not allowed unless instructed by master, by which usually the case which I have to service master in whichever manner he requires. This is as mentioned previously that I do not have rights to hygiene, but observe it for master's sake and pleasure. 

- I am only allowed to shower and rinse my mouth only once a week, and the shower is a only basic types befitting of a slave. Baths is definitely out of the picture. 

- Master may order additional shower should there be a need for close intimacy services and that my hygienic conditions is not up to master's cleanliness standard. This is so master will be able to fully enjoy his sessions with his slave.

-  I can be denied this privilege of the routine 1 week shower should my actions cause master to remove such privilege.

Food:

- I will be only given 2 meals a day comprising of food befitting of a lowly slave, which inevitably never tasty. It is master discretion on my food which I consume. 

- I may be fed vitamins to supplement any mal-nutrition so that I can be in proper conditions for master's pleasure. 

- I will be made to drink much plain water to ensure I am healthy to serve master. 

Duties of Servitude

-Above all, it is my duty as a slave to please.

-Personal duties: cater to the physical/emotional needs of Master, amusement, sexual toy/plaything, physical comfort, obedience, honesty, loyalty, waiting on Master as desired.This also includes help bathe master, help him eat, help him wear and remove clothing etc.

-Household duties: cleaning and keeping the home maintained, laundry, all cooking and baking, Any tasks assigned should be considered permanent until further notice.

 Behavior - General

 -Attitude: as a slave, I will show an attitude of respect at all times. I am not allowed to argue, complain or show any negative emotions at all times. I must always be in a submissive attitude and manner. I have to always behave as a girly girl. 

-Respect includes: manner of speech, promptness, keeling to serve (whenever appropriate), proper answers, obedience, and wholehearted honesty.

- Master will teach me he household protocol or curtsy, figure of speech he expect from me

- I will kneel before Master and wait for instructions or permission for my next task. 

-I will address Master as 'Master' or any other name he required me to address at all times using the most appropriate term for the situation.

- I am to refer myself as third-person in all my speech and is not allowed to use: I, me, my or any words that directly refers to myself. 

- Respect, obedience, feminine behavior and observing of protocol are the most valuable aspects of attitude and I will show them at all times. Failure to do so will be punished as severe offenses.

Behavior - Specific

Upon seeing master: I will immediately greet Master with curtsy and verbally greet her with the right manner of speech. 

Public settings:

- Should master bring me for outings, I am expected to behave what is befitting of my role at position to her.

- In social interactions, I am to be in best behavior to make her proud in front of others.

- I am not allowed to interact with others unless master instructed. 

Bedtime: Children's -W/we will focus this time on the children and both parents will assist with no cell phones or any other distractions present.

Sleeping:

- I am only allowed to sleep after master and must be awake before master wakes up to wait on her.

- As a slave, I do not deserve a bed, unless master requires me to sleep with her.

- I may be made to sleep in a cage or any other items at times according to master pleasure.

- At times, I understand and accept that I may not even have the privilege to lie horizontal position to sleep, especially if I have committed some major mistakes.

- I may also be chained by the bed and sleep by master's bed at times.

- I have to accept whichever arrangement master has for me.

Orgasm

- I understand that I am being made a sissy girl, which in the first place I am not even allowed to have male genitals. I am therefore not allowed AT ALL TIMES, to have any male related orgasm. This includes any signs of male orgasm.

- Showing any male orgasm is considered an extreme major crime.

- Master will also put in necessary measures to help me in this area.

I am to achieve orgasm ONLY with Master's permission or at his orders

Punishment

 -Will be given for disrespect or disobedience of any aforementioned guidelines as well as anything else Master may deem fit.

-Will result in full or partial and complete penance for offenses.. Partial cases may accumulate interest .

-Will usually fit the crime, though not necessary

-will always be executed with full understanding of crimes committed.

- According to what master deem fits, I may sometimes have to be punished in a greater measures than the severity of the crime for whatever reasons such as,

1. too much repeat of same crime

2. intentional willfulness

3. Paying back interest on punishment

4. To ensure I learn it well from this punishemnt

5. Or to master pleasure.  

 Safety

 Signing this agreement means that I have given up my rights and everything for the whole duration of this contract. As such, I am not allowed any Safe words thoughout. 

In return to my full submission, I understand and fully trust that master will ensure no permanent scar/mark or health problem after this contract expires.And he will keep healthy for the duration of contract

Master will get to know me well enough that he will do whatever deems fit according towhat he deems appropriate. Even her intention for anything beyond my limits is her basic rights as master and he would have intentions for that, which I may or may not understand. 

Section Three: Summary

I will do my best to serve and obey my Master.

To strive to overcome any own feelings and inherit master feeling as my own. 

To properly behaved as a girl and slave at all times.

To pleasure master and make her the happiest master on earth.

My surrender as a slave is done with the knowledge that I have forfeited my rights as a male and person and has become master's property, a girly girl and slave.

I have made careful considerations prior to signing this contract and signing this contract is a one-time off thing which encompass all the above commitments, though not limited. This means there upon signing this contract, there is no way out of this arrangement for me anymore until this contract duration expires. 

Should I attempt or showing signs of prematurely breaks the contract, I give prior agreement and deemed that I have signed a more severe or stricter contract into my slavery- be it an extension of time as slave or more strict terms of my slavery. 

Section Four: Signatures

This contract is valid from this day XXXXXXXX until XXXXXXX.

I offer my consent as slave to Master_________ under the terms stated above on this, the _______ day of ____________________ in the year ___________.

X________________________________

(Signature of slave)

I offer My acceptance of slavehood under the terms stated above on this, the ________ day of __________________ in the year ___________. Henceforth the name of my slave shall be:__________

X________________________________

(Signature of Master)

Part 2-9: Day 2 Waiting on Master

Master continued: Not now Cassandra... You still have your slave obligations to fulfill,.... it will come later... MY TIME!! not your choice.......

Glurp.... swallowed some saliva... Master's words are always reminding me of who I am now.. His complete submissive...

Then master instructed: ' Bend on all 4s in front of my feet!'

Starting to become habit, I observed protocol by curtsy, bowing and responded: 'Yes master, Cassandra obey..'

I did as I was told.. Bend over on all 4s in front of him.

It that instance, I just simply place his feet on my back. Could feel the weight down on my back! I am now his FOOTSTOOL...

He switched on the TV and began watching...

I could hear the sound, but did not have the privilege of watching it.. I was really tempted to turn my head to the screen... Very curious of what was the scene attached to the sound... But I knew better not to do it, before I get into more trouble..

Moments later, maybe 5 mins... The strain from the master's leg was starting to be felt on my back.. I instinctive bent lower...

Master immediately responded: Bend up!!

I quickly straighten up again.. enduring the straining position I am in...

To be continued...

Part 2-8: Day 2 Cleaning master's feet

Then master said: Now now now... mouth is clean enough for me... Time to lick clean my feet...

Lick feet?? Another new 'activity' I never tried before.. Definitely not in my regular life.. I viewed it as extremely dirty for such act... This is going to be tough.. Cannot imagine licking feet... But somehow, there is no choice... the regretful feeling comes again!! Regret to even suggest this.. Regret to even suggest no safewords....

Somehow, despite, I will still proceed... Regardless..

Have to go through it....

Master continued: Go kneel below me at the sofa and lick clean my feet...

With that, master just walked to the sofa and sat down there.. Too quick also for me to do any protocol...

Instinct to follow instructions become dominant by now instead of any reluctance or reasoning.. I am really getting into this role deeper and deeper.. Even to extent of just to follow instructions more than thinking of retaliation against what I do not want to do... Master's training is effective....

Lost as i was expecting to do protocol.. I hastily stood up and followed after master to the sofa area and kneeled before him...

By now, his feet is right in front of me... seemingly signaling me to do the job...

Careful not to commit any more mistake, I bowed and requested for permission: Master, Casssandra request for permission to lick clean master's feet..

Master simply replied: Proceed..

I simply bowed lower to the closest feet in front, for this case, the right feet. There was a SMELL! Master seems like he has worn his shoes and it was smelly.. I really wanted all this to end... Somehow, I froze right above his feet, scared to bring the tongue to touch the feet.

Only a few seconds later master's patience ran out: What are you waiting for?? Punishment??? LICK!

His voice, has become my instruction and instinct.... Somehow, without thinking, I just followed what this voice said and immediately licked...

It tasted really salty......

Surprising, it tasted good! maybe it is because it was salty, compared to castor oil raw vegetables, or the sour vinegar... Maybe, I am still hungry and the saltiness satisfy my hunger...

I began licking more profusely, covering every inch of the feet. Also, somehow, my saliva keeps flowing and covering the entire feet with a decent layer of saliva..

After covering the entire surface, master lifted up his feet and I continued to lick his sole... It felt different... Felt tough and hard, but still salty... I swiftly lick it... Somehow felt like an excited dog licking master...

Finishing the entire right feet, I excitedly moved over the left feet and continued the same...

It was not that bad afterall, and somehow I felt like a reprieve from all the torturous happenings thus far... It somehow felt like comfort 'foot' (food) and somehow tasty..

The licking ended quite fast to me... Maybe because of it felt good.. finally something good.. Finishing the left, I felt so tempted to repeat the right again..

However, right when I wanted to move my head back to the right, Master instructed already:
' Go to the kitchen and get the foot pail and fill with water and bring here with a cloth to rinse my feet'

Dissappointed... Ended so fast...

I obeyed instinctively.. I did the protocol and responded accordingly and proceed to get the pail, fill up with water and bring it back to master.. observed the protocol again before proceeding.

Back to the kneeling position, I gently used the water to wipe his feet with the cloth...

The thought came to me, felt like a slave in ancient time cleaning master's feet.. And felt really humiliating...

After cleaning his feet and dried it, I sounded: Master, Cassandra has finished cleaning master's feet, Cassandra awaits master's instruction..

And waited..

Master spoke: Don't forget you still owe alot of punishments..............

And he just stopped in that suspense... Somehow the regretful feeling came in again.. Punishment has become a very feared words to my ears.. Hearing this word alone is enough, powerful enough to being in a series of NEGATIVITY, THOUGHTS AND MEMORIES....

Master continued: Not now Cassandra... You still have your slave obligations to fulfill,.... it will come later... MY TIME!! not your choice.......


To be continued.....

Part 2-7: Day 2 Lunchtime and serving master.

After finishing the drink.. I knew full well that I better observe protocol, especially when the pain from the punishment is still so fresh. I made sure I finished everything of that Yucky stuff..

While kneeling, I gently bowed down my head (as form of curtsy), and remained bowed, I stretched forward both hands with the pail, presenting to master

and said: Master, Cassandra enjoys the present master gives to his undeserving slave, Cassandra has finish the present Master gives.

And I waited for his response.

He simply took and pail and walked away..

I knew better to simply wait. still kneeling, I placed my hands back to the lap and positioned it as girly as possible and waited for Master's next bidding.



Head still remained bowed... Waiting.....

My nose suddenly caught fragrance of food.. Smell so heavenly!! Hungry, I just drooled.. My last proper meal, I guessed, was already 1 day ago...

Next, saw master brought out a packet containing food towards me.. Somehow in my fantasy I thought master was giving me food...Maybe I forgot my status..

He said: Slave... Take this packet and go prepare it on the coffee table beside the sofa for me. You can walk there... After that I want you to serve the food right to my mouth while kneeling of cause....

First thought: Disappointed.. Thats not my food... Oh ya... really forgot that as master's slave, I am not entitled to any proper food.. Only food meant for the lowbeings...

Submissively, and with protocol in mind, I stretched both hands, took the packet from master, bowed head lower,
and responded: 'Yes Master, Cassandra will prepare and serve master his food. May master enjoy his food.'

Then, carefully, bring back both hands holding the packet, while kneeling, I kneel-walked backwards few steps, bowed again, and slowly stood up and turned to walk towards the table.. Careful to walk as girly and servitude as possible...

At the table, to be safe, I prepared the packet kneeling down.. Removing the wrapped food from the packet, the smell really made me think more of food.. It smelled so enticing.. Temptation was great to just eat it myself.. But not this time... (The feeling of pain is reminding me not to do anything 'stupid')

The moment I opened up the packet, did not know that food would so good. It was rice with so many accompanying meats and vegetables.. My hunger is really working up... Once again, I forced the feeling down. (Seems like the ultimate punishment worked on me).....

Once the food was presented on the table, master was already ready sitting on the sofa waiting.

What seems like becoming a habit of behaving with protocol, I bowed and in the most gentle voice I said: Master, the food is ready, Cassandra request for permission to serve master..

Master simply answered: Proceed.

I bowed and turned to the coffee table, took the plastic spoons that comes with the package and scope the rice and turned back and bring the food to the master's mouth, careful not to drop any bit in the process. When the food comes close to Master's mouth, he simply opened his month and I gently placed the food in..

Felt really submitted here.. First time serving someone food this way and also looking at the food which I am not entitled to....

I continued this process of feeding master... of cause CAREFUL AND GENTLY...

Took quite awhile to feed him... He seems to be enjoying being served, while I feeling hungry... How I hope to at least have a taste of it...

Think my facial expression gave away to master... He said: You look like you want to eat ehh...???

My immediate reaction: Nodded my head.....

Master suddenly reacted: WHAT??!?!?!?! you are still not broken to become my slave is it???!!!

Oh no!! Why did I reacted to his trick!!

He continued: As my slave and maid, I want you to think like one, THAT MEANS..... YOU CANNOT EVEN THINK OF EATING HUMAN FOOD... YOUR MIND SHOULD ONLY THINK OF YOUR LOWLY FOOD!! And the very FACT YOU THINK of EATING WE HUMAN FOOD is WRONG!!!

Oh NO! Master's reasoning somehow made sense... I am supposed to be his slave and not even entitled to think of the far-reachable human food.. My mind should be conditioned to think only of my lowly status and the food associated with it...

I responded promptly and as girly as possible: Masterrrrr... Cassandra is sorry... Cassandra will think as master's slave... Please do not pumish Cassandra.....

Somewhat, I felt I was pleading as I do not want any punishment...

Master retorted: How dare you beg for no punishment!! Didnt you see drama of slaves before??? You are supposed to ask ME, YOUR MASTER TO PUNISH YOU FOR YOUR FAULT!!! For that! You will receive double after my lunch!!

Oh no! more punishment later... Not what I wanted.. But somehow, I know it is surely... I knew I better accept it before 'more evil befall on me'

I respond: Yes Master, Cassandra is wrong... Cassandra accept the double punishment Master will give, Cassandra thank Master for the punishment...

Master replied: You said it... Good... Now finish feeding me... And I can commence your punishement..

I replied: Yes Master, Cassandra continues feeding master....

And I proceeded to continue feeding him, hoping it will not end, cause not wanting the punishment to come so fast...

Somehow, murphy's law always work at the wrong time... feeding master felt so fast and it came to the last spoonful... and into his mouth...

Not anticipating punishment... but better submit.. So after the last mouth for master, I placed the spoon back to the packet and, still kneeling with head slightly bowed, waited for master...

Master said: Oh ya.... before your punishement, let you eat your lowly lunch first.. I want my MAID to fully enjoy her deserving punishment un-hungry... Go! to the back, take the green plastic bag! Your food is all there, bring to your corner and prepare it and eat finish the food! You have 15mins for all these... Don't make me wait long for the punishment!

I promptly replied: Yes Master, Cassendra will proceed to consume lunch.. Cassandra thank master for the lunch...

With that, I observed the protocol of bowing, slide backwards few steps before slowly rising to walk to the back...Starting to become conscious of this action esp from the word punishment...

I walked to the back and saw the bag master mentioned. I picked it up and see what was in it:
1 100ml bottle of castor oil
2 bunch of raw vegetables
2 raw carrots

and a dog bowl? Master just bought a dog bowl... Immediately guessed that it will be my bowl from now on..
and also a pair of scissors..

Not any comfort for food... Just more depressing... That is indeed lowly..

Knowing my limited time, I had not much chance to think, better bring it to my kneeling corner to prepare what I don't think I want to eat.. So I carried the bag and walked towards the kneeling corner..

Master, while still on his sofa, sitting, remarked as I walked: You should know how to prepare the food.... and better like your new bowl!! Remember to eat like a girl, you have enough PUNISHMENT...

Somehow.. the word PUNISHMENT... echoed in the ears with fear...

I stopped, observed protocol of curtsy and replied: Yes master, Cassandra will prepare the food. Cassandra like the new bowl master gives, Cassandra thank master for the new bowl..

Somehow felt like I was lying.. but I knew that was the safe answer..

Master simply replied: Make sure you pour all the castor oil.... Proceed...

I replied: Yes Master... Cassandra will pour all the castor oil..

Then I again protocol-ly curtsy and continued towards the corner... Kneeled down... Took out the bowl and scissors... Out the vegetable and cut it using the scissors into the bowl, then the carrot into slices.. After that poured the dreaded CASTOR OIL in...

The mix really look un-appetizing..

Master immediated ordered once I finished preparing: Eat with only the fingers.. And you have 10 mins left.. Remember your chewing rule...

The chew will definitely be terrible with the CASTOR OIL!

I knew very well to obey.. and replied: Yes Master, Cassandra thank master for the reminder...

Then I proceeded as instructed using my fingers to pick some of that mix up... (Mind reluctantly), yet outside behave like I enjoyed... And in the first mouthful! YUCK!!!

DEFINITELY THE OPPOSITE OF MASTER'S FOOD!!

Again, the press down effect (fresh punishment syndrome) and force chew in as girly manner... Really like eternity... And finally swallow...

More to come... Struggled the 2nd mouthful.... then 3rd.... really terrible food... Can I really finish this?? Really a struggle......

Finally, last mouthful.... by now, my fingers are soaked with the castor oil. Smells terrible... Finished up the last mouthful... Meals has never been so torturous before..

Somehow, master knew I just finished the meal and he came with a small 45cl glass of transparent liquid.. As he closes in, could smell it! It was vinegar!

Then he instructed: take it, pour in the mouth to gargle it until i say stop, DO NOT SWALLOW, and pour back the content to the glass.. if the content is less then orginal, you will GET IT!!

I did the required protocol of bowing and submissively replied: Yes master, Cassandra receive the glass. Cassandra will gargle as instructed by Master..

Thereafter, I meekly stretched out both hands and received the glass, gently bring it back to the mouth.. The sour smell was really strong!! Bearing it and trying hard to hide, I quickly emptied the content in the mouth!

Master saw the reaction... He commented: YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT MASTER GIVE??

With the sour vinegar in my mouth, I couldn't speak... fearing the wrath of master, i hastily shake my head...

Master continued: Don't worry, you will learn to like it... This VINEGAR MOUTHWASH will be your ROUTINE... To clean that slutty mouth.... Of cause not for you.. you lowly being who don't deserve hygiene... Clean it so you can be serve your master with clean mouth!

With the vinegar still in my mouth.. and somehow conditioned... I responded nodding my head... submitting to his words... Keep gargling the sour substance in the mouth, and carefully not to swallow..

Master promplty said: STOP..

I held the glass before the mouth and carefully spit back the content.. It looked frothy and gross after it mixed with my saliva..

Master then instruct: Put the back in and gargle again!

Yuck!!! YUCK YUCK!!! DRINK BACK THIS GROSS MIXTURE??

Conditioned from pain, I obeyed... This time pouring the content in felt really grossed and somehow with reluctance, although I still did it...

Master continued: Get used to it girl! and you just forgot your protocol!

Oh no! I forgot to respond to master's instruction with the protocol and response!!

Master continued saying: Nevermind... you have too much punishment waiting for you already... I give you chance,.... Keep this content longer.... and you will do this over 5 more times... Instead of my intention of only 3 times...

Somehow, I felt grateful for the reduced punishment.. Think I am wearing into slavery already... I eagerly nodded, still gargling...

Until master said stop... I poured it out... This time looking milky.. more gross.. Master then instructed: Ok! Again!

This time, I followed protocol, bowed, responded and acted only after that..

The feel of re-'drinking' it was really terrible... Though in my mind, I somehow was more focused on submission to instructions.. Though the feeling was still prevalent enough...

As promised by master.. this process was repeated up to 5 times.. Each time, the liquid content looked worst.. until the final mouth rinse... Finally could end..

With the content still in my mouth... eagerly anticipating the 'STOP' word.... I waited...

But instead master instructed: Swallow now!

What?? swallow this gross thing in??

No choice!! Scared, fearful... I obeyed.. forced swallow it... Yuck YUCK YUCK!!!

Then master said: Now now now... mouth is clean enough for me... Time to lick clean my feet...

Oh no!! more yucks...

To be continued...

Part 2-6: Day 2 Master's present to enjoy?

Master stretched to released the secure to the ceiling.. The chain immediately loosen and on the spot felt the relieve at my neck.. I simply collapsed onto the ground...

There, I waited for master to release me of all the other tools he placed over me...  Nothing.. 

Next i heard master: Who give you permission to lay down??!! Kneel!! 

I immediately obeyed and adopted my position.. Still anticipating the potential relieve.. 

Nothing happened.. 

I waited... 

Nothing happened...

I sounded (in as politely and gently as possible): Masterrrr, Cassandra ask when you can remove the things you put on me?? 

Master: What ME!! You are not entitled to this vocabulary!! 

He continued sadistically: I freed you already.. From the chain.... You are still being punished... punishment is punishment! no slag... Stay there until i am happy! 

At this moment, the sore at both nipples, penis, the hole feels increasing... I could only kneel and wait obediently... with my hands still bounded together.. 

Waited.. seconds seems like minutes... minutes like hours... 

Enduring pain.. 

Then could feel master's hand pulling the skirt from the back and instructed: Kneel up! 

I simply obeyed by lifting up my thigh allowing him to easily assess to the back.. 

He lifted up the skirt and partially pulled down the panty.. 

Oh no! Canning again?? I was so scared at this moment.. 

Felt him touching on the penis from the back.. He removed the rubberbands! While removing, felt a final pain from the stretch and finally relieved..

Is it over? 

Master then proceed to remove the clips from the ear.. Though the pain not significant from there... and lifted up the pinafore, blouse and bra combination to free the ULTIMATE PAIN-INDUCING Binder nipple clip.. 

Master next instructed me to adopted the squatting position and placed a SMALL pail beneath.. he pulled out the tampon... could feel the roughness on my internals.. and felt as if I just defalcated.. 

Next, instinctive, I just flushed out everything... The liquid injected just now with the ginger.. All flushed out into the pail in just barely a minute... 

Master instructed me to put back on the panty, with warning to ensure 'THAT USELESS SAUSAGE' remain will pulled and tucked.. And to kneel back down.. 

I simply obeyed immediately after I did the protocol of reply: Yes Master, Cassandra obey.. 

When back to kneeling, master handed me the pail.. I could see the content! Brownish liquid.... Mixture of the spice mixed with the SHIT! 

Then he said: This is the present for the slave.. and slave MUST TREASURE AND APPRECIATE every bit of PRESENT the master give! Make sure this slave finish up every drop of it! And make sure you drink as if you enjoy it! if not I created another batch for you! 

Yuck!! That liquid! its totally undrinkable! I was petrified! 

But not wanting to endure more pain, or anything associated with it, I knew I had to follow exactly!

Careful to follow protocol, forcing a gentle and respectful reply: Yes Master, Cassandra thank Master for the present, Cassandra like all the present master gives Cassandra and will enjoy it! 

After that, inside forcing, outside trying to act as willing and gentle as possible, used both hands to bring the pail to my lips and force myself to, as girly way of sipping a drink to sip the contents in.. 

The moment it touches my tongue, I almost wanted to puke! but after what I just experienced, my instinct told me to just BEHAVE... Inside, I had to press down the puke, outside to force myself to slowly sip the liquid in as girly fashion as possible. 

(How I hope I can quickly swallow the whole thing fast and end it) 

Somehow, after some sips, my body seems to be used to it, I could do finish the rest more easily.. 

Seems like master is doing quite well in BREAKING ME TO SLAVERY AND SUBMISSION, TAMING ME TO BE GIRLY, CONDITIONING ME TO THE LOWEST FORM OF LIFESTYLE.. 

To be continued.  

Part 2-5: Day 2 Will the punishment end?

Then Master says: Looks good now... my exhibition... does not look good gagged... only the BRIDLE will do.... NOW... STAY THERE!! EYES OPEN!! NO NOISE!! if not, I WILL HIT THE NIPPLE!

I knew the hit on the nipple will be painful, although it is covered with 3 layers of cloth.. Esp with the binder clip there... more so the handle removed.. It cannot 'accidentally' be dislodged... 

I forced myself to obey ALL.. FORCING EYES OPEN and STAY QUIET, not to GROAN, SCREAM or any NOISE... 

Master walked away to do his own things after that...

I was left there standing in such PAINFUL, UNCOMFORTABLE AND TERRIBLE FEELING CONDITION..

Minds was only filled with REGRETS... 

And it got increasing PAINFUL, increasing UNCOMFORTABLE by the seconds.. What made it worst was that saliva kept drooling in because of the bridle.. 

Any slight movement could feel the pain transmit up from all parts of the body, burning inside the asshole, stinging sharp pain at the nipple, clamping pain at the genitals, sore from the heels, slight suffocation if I moved a little from the chain. Also the clamping at the tongue, the clamp at the ears... 

Hands fully restricted, well securely bounded up.. So vulnerable... 

Sweat keeps flowing out from all over wasn't helping either. 

I could only FORCE STOOD STILL ENDURING until MASTER call it end... 

Seconds were like mimutes... Worst than snail pace in this position... 

Until what seems eternity later that I instinctively gave out a LOUD SCREAM.. (though with the bridle, it sounded softer)

This surely caught Master's attention.. 

He walked over and started taunting sarcastically ..: ' What dear?? 10 mins only and you dis-obeyed by instruction?' 

I replied: 'eh eh-eh' (intended on No Master)

Master: 'You enjoy it right??' 

I replied: 'eh eh-eh' (intended on No)

Master: ' That means yes... good! any regret?' 

I replied: 'eh' 

Master:'I hear it as yes... anyway.. I will not allow and expect any REGRET! CLEAR?!!!' 

I replied: 'eh eh-eh' 

Master was actually conditioning my mind now, conditioning my mind to give him ANSWERS that he expected. Even it may not seems like what really was.. Others words training me to give HIS ANSWER.. This training is REAL.. means even if there is safeword, this training can kill all potential safewordings too... 

After my last reply, master simply slap onto the breast region few times... on both nipples area... SHARP PAIN TRAVELLED UP... I screamed again!!

and he walked away.. leaving me to continue in this state.. 

Longer wait... longer pain... more agony... Until I let out again.. 

This time the angry master come and just hit on the nipple more times... 

I CRIED.... or rather forced to only SOB.... 

He ignored and walk away.. 

This cycle happened a few more times... 

Until it was barely half hour... so said the Master... 

Then Master came over to suggest...: 'How about playing a game of estimation?'

Master don't seems to be interested in any reply, he continued:' I give you a time, say 2 mins.. You are to estimate 2 mins standing here.. When you deem 2 mins reached.. you make a sound.. And I will release you.. If you are too early or late, I will punish you more... the severity will be based on the number of seconds you deviate from.  . AND IF YOU ARE MORE THAN 1 MINS later, Say goodbye to you mean RELEASED from this PUNISHMENT!!' 

He did not wait for my response.. He simply ordered: start now:.... 1min

That seems easy, I thought, mentally in my mind: 1 seconds... 2 seconds... 3 seconds.... 10 seconds... HIT ON THE NIPPLES!!... OUCH OUCH... THE PAIN TRAVELED UP.. On the spot my mind went BLANK!! Master really knows how to distract.. 

I lost count!!! 

I panicked momentary..... and tried to focus in my mind, using whatever gut feeling to estimate that 1 min now... 

Just at the moment, I sounded: ehh.... 

Master replied: 'Late by 15 seconds!!!' 

The next moment.... OUCH!! pain on the nipple... Master hit the clamp again!! Once....... Twicee...... Few more times.....Arghh........... until 10 over times..... and stopped...  

Felt slight relieve.... 

Master said: '15 times for 15 seconds... I will play around with different part for you... Start now! 5 mins...! ' 

Too abrupt for me! still recovering from the pain.! How! did not MENTAL COUNT!! Oh no!!

Tried my instinct.. Moreover, trying to manage different types of pain every part of the body was really hard to focus... 

Hope instinct don't fail me! 

Just at the right instinct, I sounded again: Eh! 

Master shouted: '3 mins!!!  To far!! Trying to be funny is it??!!!' 

Felt master's hand went under the skirt from the back, pull down the panty, felt his grip over my penis from the back (still tightly gripped by the chopsticks).. He pull the chopsticks off in 1 swift act.. leaving the rubber bands in various segment of the 'sausage'... Then he used the rubber bands to snap directly on the penis! 

Snap!! .... Snap!!!.... Snap!!! 

Each time, I screamed: Eh!!!...... Eh!!!!..... Eh!!!.... REALLY PAIN!!! 

Keep snapping.... I tried enduring, but no avail!!! PAIN!!! PAIN.. and not stopping!!! 

Felt like close to 100 times... and master did not seems to stop! 

Felt extremely weak by now... 

Then master took the 2 pair of chopsticks from the penis to add 2 more sets of bridle on my tongue... It is not helping.... Tasted the pungentness from the penis.... YUCKS.... 

And he continued... snapping.... until..... 

I couldn't take it anymore..... and screamed: ' ehhh..... ehhhhh ... ehh. eh eh eh eh eh' (my mind: please stop master please stop master........) and crying....

Master at this point, stopped what he did, decided to release the birdles from my mouth for me to articulate... 

I cried: 'Please stop master..... I don't want it anymore... please please please....' 

Master: 'Too bad.... you asked for it... no U-turn as agreeed... and no mercy... you asked for it...' 

I replied crying:' I know.....I know..... but please spare me.... I am sorry... I am sorry.... please give chance.....' 

Master:' No chance... no chance... Wait... how come you are not observing the rule of talking here.... where is your manners and protocol of talking..' 

With that... He Force bridle me once again.... This time with only 1 pair of chopsticks.. bad enough.. simply pulled back up the panties... and ordered: 

' Continue.... 5 mins..' 

I silenced... fearing it to worsen... and still sobbing thought... entirely not in the mind to count.... And waited.....Until this time... 

Master screamed: 'YOU NOT LEARNING ISSIT!! 7 MINS ALR!! 

FELT A HUGE HIT AT THE BACK OF THE KNEEE CAUSING ME TO SUDDENLY BEND MY KNEES.. CHOKED...... from the chain..... 

I coughed.... Struggle to stand back up.... 

ANOTHER HIT!!! ................ CHOKED AGAIN!!!... 

Struggled back up..Desperatedly trying to breath... ANOTHER TIME!!....  

Struggled AGAIN!!! This time I sounded desperate: 'eheheheheheheh.....!!!' 

Master stopped... And unbridle me... 

I desperately pleaded: Please please please master..... I lose I lose i lose.... Please free me.... I willing to do whatever you want..... please please pleas.... 

Master: Whatever I want?? you know what you are asking babe?? .... You sure??? 

I quickly replied: yes yes yes... whatever... please please please.... 

Master: Whatever I want? 

In desperation i replied: yes master, I understand... I understand... 

Oh no... do i even know what I was asking... In desperation, think the only thought was short term.. to be relieved of the existing pain first... Not thinking clearly what I promised for something worst instead.. 

Master replied: Fine...You said so....

Master stretched to released the secure to the ceiling.. The chain immediately loosen and on the spot felt the relieve at my neck.. I simply collapsed onto the ground...

There, I waited for master to release me of all the other tools he placed over me...  Nothing.. 

To be continued.  

Preview: 

Then he said: This is the present for the slave.. and slave MUST TREASURE AND APPRECIATE every bit of PRESENT the master give! Make sure this slave finish up every drop of it! And make sure you drink as if you enjoy it! if not I created another batch for you! 

Part 2-4: Day 2 THE ULTIMATE PUNISHMENT

kneeling there, thinking how Master is going to administer the highest form of punishment on me was indeed a fearful feeling..

Yes, we did discuss before the session how and what the punishment is about, but being on the verge of receiving it is extremely different from just mere discussion.. More so after all the painful punishment previously.. Knowing this will be worst and the feeling from the past few punishment is so fresh is DEFINITELY THE OPPOSITE OF ANTICIPATION!!

I could only kneel here hoping this waiting time to be prolonged... My last relief before it happens...

But master came back quickly... Pulled my chain ruthlessly and merely dragged me forward.. The jerk on the neck was painful. Once again, I quickly stood up.. Oh boy! the heels felt so unbalanced.. I struggled, in my small steps (due to the heels), to followed him and the chain to the punishment area..

It was the area where there is an overhanging support... Which will be used for some part of the punishments...

There, I was made to kneel again..

Hence he commenced the punishment... Which is divided into few parts:

Part A: Punishment preparation

Master simply plied open my mouths and grabbed hold of my tongue with a pair of tongs and pulled it out. He took a pair of chopsticks and clamp my tongue in between them. Next, he took rubber bends to tighten the both sides of the chopsticks together..

Each time he tighten the chopsticks.. I felt the pressure of 2 chopsticks gripping tighter on my tongue.. Tighter.... tighter until the rubber bands could not tighten anymore..

Now, my tongue is forever sticking out with a BRIDLE.. AND A TIGHT ONE...

And that is not yet done...........

He took another pair of chopsticks and placed them before this 1st bridle, deeper into the tongue and create ANOTHER BRIDLE again.. With this action, I could feel my tongue abnormally pulled out and feel a STRETCHING PAIN ON THE TONGUE.. AS THE TONGUE IS NOT stretched out abnormally and securely held by the 2nd CHOPSTICK BRIDLE..

AND NOT YET DONE...

3RD BRIDLE WAS ADMINISTERED!!! MORE STRETCHED... AND WITH THAT, MY TONGUE WAS PAINFULLY STRETCHED... AND FROM THE REFLEX PULL BACK ATTEMPT BY MY OWN TONGUE, THE 3RD PAIR OF CHOPSTICKS WAS PRESSING HARD ON MY LIP'S COMMISURE.. SHARP PAIN AT THE EDGE OF THE LIPS..

Somehow, I began to droll non-stop.........

And this was only a small part starting...

NEXT, master took the binder clip, NEW ones where the clamp is still extremely tight, clamp one each onto my ear lobe.. It came so suddenly that I SCREAMED in SHOCK!!

No voice came out?? Oh yes.. The bridle was also acting as a semi gag... I was unable to produce any significant audible sound because of the lock-on position of the mouth and the fully stretched out tongue...

Somehow, Master seems to heard so voice...

He remarked: ' Still have mood to make noise arhhh... Goood! Will make it more for you!!'

He instantly stuffed something into the remaining hole of my mouth! And with an instinct suck of air through my mouth, flow of pungentness and muskiness was felt in my nostril.. YUCK!! was my reaction...

It was actually Master's soiled underwear which he has been wearing since the start of the session!!

At this moment.. This feeling of humiliation, combined with the sense of helplessness, plus all the pain... Tears just simply flowed out...

I could only reacted by simply shutting my eye tight....

Master continued by placing a series of binder clips along the ear lope until the upper ears on both the ears.. It was indeed painfully uncomfortable..

Now my eyes was still tearing.. and closing...

Master remarked: Crying ehhh.... Just in Time......

He used 2 fingers to force open my right eyes.. Once opened, he sprayed a sudden generous amount of pepper towards the eyes...

My reaction: UUMMMMMM...
Noise from being well gagged...

Ouch!!!!!!!!! was my actual words in my mind... It really stinged my eyes... Especially when my eyes was well wet with tears... It really soaked in the pepper!!

Next... Master did the same for the other eyes... More STING!!! MORE PAIN!!! OUCH!!

And he said: ' You like it?????... 2 more times.... '

And he repeatedly did the same 4 more times instead... Each time more painful than before.... Until I had to shut the eyes extremely tight to contain the pain... OH NO!! THE STING WAS STILL THERE... PAIN!!!!...

Mastered ordered:: 'Bow 3 times in thankfulness for the punishment thus far..!'

I complied.... And did it with alot of pain...

Then he continued with the punishment... This is still only the preparatory stage... and I am already breaking!!!

Next, he bounded my hands together using the 'bracelet'. He made sure this bound is tight by using 4 cable ties...

He jerked pull the neck chain up.. signalling for me to stand up..

I meekly struggled to stand up.. still shutting eyes tight from the pain..

And thus begins the real punishment-- PART B--- The PAIN PHASE.. (Name we discussed before the session).....

Master took a chair and placed in front of me... with the backrest towards me... There he pulled my bounded hands forward until i bended over the backrest... And finally in a N position...

He tied my hands to some bar across the chair.... AT THIS POINT.. I FELT LIKE AS IF I BECOME STUCK ON TO THE CHAIR KIND OF FEELING.. SECURED TO THE CHAIR...

Master next spread my legs open and secured each legs to the legs of the chair.. (Punning)

Could feel myself still drooling....

He lifted up the skirt, pulled down the panties until right below the butt, hence exposing the butt in such protruding way..

Next, I felt a SUDDEN JAB into my HOLE!!! And INSTANTLY FELT SOME WARM STINGY LIQUID ENTERED... IT WAS ENEMA!!!

But instead of plain water, Master mixed with pepper and chili seeds.. The EFFECT WAS INSTANT!! BURNING & STINGY!!!

I QUENCHED MY WHOLE BODY MUSCLES... INSTINCTIVELY TIGHTEN TO ENDURE THE PAIN... THOUGH MOVEMENT ALL RESTRICTED IN THAT POSITION..

Not over yet!

Master inserted FRESHLY CUT AND SHAVED GINGER (shaped like a small penis) INTO MY HOLE next...!!

Surprising, no additional effect felt.... Just another disturbing piece of foreign object in..

NO OVER YET FOR THE HOLE....

He jabbed in another TAMPON in... and remarked:
' This will keep all the SPICE in place!'

Then he administered the SPICY ENEMA directly on the tampon in the hole.. SOAKING the COTTON with WATER...

This time, I felt the STING ONCE AGAIN AND SOME TIGHTENING from the tampon enlarging, squeezing the walls of my inside...

This is really NOT ANYTHING GOOD... ON THE FEEL....

Then master said: ALL THIS SPICE WILL REMAIN IN YOU, I MEAN REMAIN IN THIS SLAVE, for as long as I like,, even after this ULTIMATE PUNISHMENT...This is for attempting to remove that tampons without permission!  CLEAR???!!??

I could only nod...

THEN, a 'FAMILIAR' tap is felt on the bare butt with THAT sound: Plak!

CANING AGAIN!! NOOOOOO...... bad MEMORY...

Master said: 'REMEMBER this CANE?? your good friend..... IT will BOND with this SLAVE 100 times!!'

100 TIMES???!?!?!

Is my butt going to crack??

Then another: Plak!

And another...  PLAK!! ............. PLAK...... PLAK..... Ouch!! Felt more ttinging pain!

PLAK... PLAK..... PLAK.... PLAK...

I didn't HAD THE MIND to count how many stroke hit me already.. still trying to reconcile the idea of receiving 100 STROKES..

Master continued to CANE, with few seconds interval.. PLAK!! PLAK!!! PLAK!!

VERY SORE...

PLAK... PLAK..... PLAK.... PLAK...

Then it finally stopped..

My mind: I made it?? finish??

Silence.... Nothing happen.. like a sudden froze in time where no activity happening...

Could only WAIT for what is happening next... in an IMMOBILISED POSITION... Only managed to wriggle slightly..

Eyes still not opening because of the pepper sting....

What seems like 30seconds...  1mins... hmmmmmmmmmmm..

PLAK!!........... SENSATIONAL!!!

Too sudden!!
Then another series of stroke...

PLAK... PLAK..... PLAK.... PLAK.....

and more....
and more..... more.....


This time... ... really really painful...

Tears really flowing out like river from my tightly closed eyes..... My only way to manage the pain was to tighten up my muscles....

PLAK... PLAK..... PLAK.... PLAK....

By now.. I was only just focusing on bearing the pain.. Until it finally stopped...

As protocol, Master applied vinegar over the butt, this time it STINGED....... And applied the ointment, Zam buk,  as usual.. This happened quite fast.. 

Then he released all the limps from the chair... although both my hands are still bounded together.. 

MASTER INSTRUCTED: ' STAND UP!' 

I simply obeyed... Felt really like a TRUE SLAVE at this time... Could feel the back of the skirt dropping down.. Gently touching my bare butt... slight stinging pain on the wound..

MASTER continued: ' Enjoying the SPICE??..... NOW NEXT PART.... ' 


Sidenote: Before the session, we did discuss in detail how the Ultimate Punishment is going to be like.. and even came up with names and a structure of how this punishment is going to be carried out in whichever sequence.... Eg... Part A: Preparatory; B: Pain; C; 'Private' pain; D: Endurance.... etc... 


Although we discussed so much, discussing it before the session was really high... But now, less then halfway through, and being aware of the sequence is NOT HELPING....

THE BURNING PAIN, the HUMILIATION, the UNCOMFORT is not making it as high as I imagined.. THIS IS THE REAL THING.!!!.. and is it so different....

I really WANTED OUT.... BUT THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE IN THE SESSION because we agreed there is no way out, NO SAFE WORD.. we wanted to be as REALISTIC as REAL LIFE!!!

Feeling of regret WAS SO RAMPANT!

Amid all regrets... Master still proceed...

He chained to the ceiling me once again such that I could only stand up straight with the heels on... (If ever the heels miraclously dissappeared, I would be choked by the chain).. Hooked my bounded hands up again.. This time ensuring my hands are bounded as high up as possible that my armpits are fully opened...

Master simply lifted up the skirt infront.. and used a clip to clip the skirt at the front of the pinafore so it remained lifted up, perpetually expose my front...

Again, he took the rubber band, this time rubber banding the tip of the penis... And tighten it with many loops.. Until the rubber band is almost fully stretched... OUCH!!.. IT FELT SO TIGHT!!!

Then, he simply pull the rubber band and released it... SNAP!!!!

OUCH!! OUCH!! OUCH!!! I cried....

Then he DID THIS SNAPPING thing a few more times... EACH TIME SENDING THE SHARP PAIN UP!!! I really felt weak at the penis... OUCH...

After about 10-20 snaps.. he finally stopped...

Next, he used 4 pieces of chopsticks and placed it in parallel to the penis.. Then he used 3 more rubber bands to secure it tight ALONG THE LENGTH OF THE PENIS.. and he TIGHTENED the chopsticks with the rubber band until the 4 sticks LITERALLY EXERTED PRESSURE ON THE PENIS.. PAINFUL PRESSURE!!!

Now that the penis is held in place along the chopsticks, like a piece of hotdog straighten by the sticks.. He pulled the whole straight structure in between my legs and TO THE BACK...

THE STRETCH, together with the CHOPSTICKS CLAMP WAS REALLY PAIN!!

I could only continue crying.. muffled though...

Master said: ' HOW YOU LIKE TO BUDGE OUT THAT USELESS PIECE OF THING?? This is what you get in return for budging it out... I PUT STICKS to 'HELP' you secure it now.. ........ GRIP IT TIGHT WITH THE LEGS!!!!!.... He ordered in a commanding manner..

I immediately followed..

OUCH... THE TIGHTENING OF BOTH LEGS TOGETHER exerted the PRESSURE ON THE CHOPSTICKS AND CLAMP THE PENIS HARDER!! MORE PAIN...

I SCREAMED... but due to the gag.. no SOUND came out?......

MASTER don't seems to care anyway... He just simply pulled back the panty in place...

Now, I looked like a female at the panty area at the front.. flat.. without any bludge, esp when the penis will sell pulled back, and secured....

Master said: ' Good! more like a GAAALL... If need be, this will be there until YOU LEARN TO BE A GAAAAL...!! CLEAR!!!!???!!!'

I stood stilled...

MASTER SHOUTED: CANNOT NOD ARH!!

I obediently nodded... Deep inside all the REGRETS, HUMILIATION feelings and any NEGATIVE feel I could imagined.. I WAS FEELING IT!!

' AND MAKE SURE YOU LADY-LIKE AND KEEP THE LEGS TOGETHER!' HE ORDERED..

Then he proceed to tighten the chain above such that I feel a slight pressure on my neck.. IT IS COMPLETELY TAUT!.. so now, any slightest bending down or hunch or anything movement that lowers myself will be RESTRICTED and CONTROLLED by the CHAIN!!
(note: this was done cautiously to ensure I was not choked by the chain... safety)

I could only remain in this position now: STANDING STRAIGHT WITH HANDS WELL LIFTED UP ABOVE MY HEAD AND BOUND TOGETHER... WHOLE POSITION IS WELL SECURED...

Master seems pleased at this moment... From his apparently happy voice: ' Now coming main part.. Good job!! I am enjoying playing you... took me a hard time to find such willing slave...

With swift motion, he lifted up the pinafore and cover over my head.. Then he did the same for the blouse inside.. And lastly the bra... with my bare nipples exposed again...

OH NO!! the DREADED NIPPLE CLAMP!! with BINDER CLIP AGAIN!!!

He did the usual.. using both hands to tinkle the nipples.. SOMEWHAT IT was a reprieve from ALL THE PAIN.. I feel slightly HIGH.. He keeps doing it for prolonged period.. seems to me like minutes.. and felt ticklish..

INVOLUNTARY reflex kicked in.... I BENDED MY KNEES and OUCH! the NECK!! I quickly straightened my knees back..

What made it more mind torture is: by right, once he stopped tickling, he should most likely apply the binding clip on (clamp)... At least somehow I could mentally be prepared for it... BUT NO!.. Master is SMART! after tickle, he stopped.. Then he seems to walk away... and come back tickle again...

He seems to be enjoying playing with that 2 buttons (nipples)...

I couldn't see what he was up to because of the pinafore covering me and as well my eyes are force shutting because of the burning pepper still at work..

He was really keeping me in suspense.... continuing the cycle.... UNTIL....

Least aware.... He CLAMP!!! BOTH TOGETHER!!!

SHOCKED TRAVELED UP MY BRAIN!! SCREAMED...
but SILENT!!

Once again, he simply removed the handle... pulled down the bra back in place, put back the blouse and the pinafore back in position.. He adjusted the uniform properly...

And said: 'You insolent SLAVE, You will be grounded in this position in the next 1 hour! If need be.. more!... and I WANT YOU TO OPEN YOUR EYES!!... No blindfold for you this time.. OPEN!!

I knew i had to obey.. I forced my eyes open.. it was like a fight between my instinct of closing and forcing to open.. Could feel the eyelid shivers when I opened it...

Master continued: GOOD!! STAY THERE..

And suddenly continued: Oh on more thing the EAR PLUGS..

He walked away, coming back with the ear plugs... and placed it into my ears...

The moment it went in... Felt as if I was in some void space kind of feeling... 

He removed his brief from my mouth after that...

Then Master says: Looks good now... my exhibition... does not look good gagged... only the BRIDLE will do.... NOW... STAY THERE!! EYES OPEN!! NO NOISE!! if not, I WILL HIT THE NIPPLE!

I knew the hit on the nipple will be painful, although it is covered with 3 layers of cloth.. Esp with the binder clip there... more so the handle removed.. It cannot 'accidentally' be dislodged... 

I forced myself to obey ALL.. FORCING EYES OPEN and STAY QUIET, not to GROAN, SCREAM or any NOISE... 

Master walked away to do his own things after that...

To be continued.....