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! 

Administrative- Pre-session- Rules- hygiene and uniform

Hygiene

Bathing or shower is clear no no because slaves do not deserve it. 

Brushing of teeth is also a definite no. 

Substitution for mouth cleaning:

Subject can only clean its mouth under 2 condition:

1. The use of mouth in service of master in whichever way.

2. Master cannot stand the breath of the subject.

(Before and after food does not entitle cleaning of mouth)

2 types of cleaning agents can be used, can also alternate between both as the master chooses:

1. Listerine 

2. White vinegar (can make the subject swallow it after rinsing in it)

Subject are to put into mouth whichever the portion given and must keep rinising the mouth for at least a minute. 

(The minute can be considered as a estimation game on the subject, where if the subject does not estimate the time correctly, it may be made to re-rinse again using the same liquid after spilting out) 

Defecate:

The subject is only allowed to defecate at most once a day, it can only do it into a container/pail because it has no rights to use the luxury of a toilet bowl. Cleaning up after it may not be permissible as it is considered a luxury. 

If the subject is unable to defecate during the time given to do such, no 2nd opportunity will be given for the day. Punishment may be given for such because it is simply disobedient to master given schedule- that is to defecate, also it is considered not grateful for what the master gives because the rights to defecate does not belong to the subject, but is given by the master.

During the other parts of the day, the subject may be inserted a permanent tampon to prevent unnecessary discharge from the anus. (Note safety need to replace of tampon every certain hours as per manufacturer)

Urinate:

Subject is not allowed to urinate unless permission is given by the master. 

If there is a need, subject are to respectivefully ask the master for permission to do it. 

Urinate are to be done into a container/pail because it has no rights to use the luxury of a toilet bowl. Urine may be collected for the subject to drink it again if it is not too yellowish. 

If permission is not granted, the subject is to hold on until permission is given. Failure to hold the urine and leakage will result in serious punishment as it soils what belongs to the master- which is the panties and the body of the subject, after all, everything with regard to the subject belongs to the master. 

Uniform (Clothing)

Underwear:

Bra: There is only 1 set of bra which the subject wears throughout

Panties: 

There is 2 sets of panties available for the subject, the 1st set is called the base panty which the subject will have to wear most of the time, the only other place of the base panty is in the subject's mouth. The subject's mouth also act as the 'washing machine' for the based panty if it is badly soiled. 

During such time, the subject may be made to wear the 2nd set. 

2nd set of panty may also be used when the subject is made to be close contact with the master and that the first set is too smelly to be near the master. However, after such close session with master, the subject must wear back the base panty. 

Sometimes, the subject may also be made to wear the 2nd panty over the base panty for whichever reasons the master sees fit.

Uniform:

Base uniform: subject will be wearing the base uniform throughout the session, foot wear must always be on, only alternate between high heels and school shoes with socks. Heels are for day time and serving the master, schools are for sleeping and night time or informal timing. Master shall decide on the timing of which foot wear the subject to wear.
The subject is not allowed to remove,alter or adjust the entire set of uniform and must be on the full set of uniform at all time. Remove,alter or adjusting of the STANDARD BASED uniform is a serious offence and will be serverely punished

Additional uniform:

During serving of master or need for close proximity to the master, if the uniform gets to smelly, the subject at time may be made to put on another set of uniform only for such occasions, so as not to discomfort the master's nose.
Additional uniform are usually more formal looking with tie and/or pencil skirt design OR same design as base uniform

Master may choose either:
1. Made the subject wear the additional uniform over the base uniform (advisable as it may increase the discomfort to subject); this is possible if the additional uniform design cover the entire base uniform OR subject only wear part of the base uniform under the ADDITIONAL uniform.
One example is for pinafore blouse combination:
a. subject to remove outer pinafore, leaving only the base blouse
b. made to wear the ADDITIONAL uniform blouse over the base uniform blouse, then the pinafore (part of the additional uniform) over
c. Subject may be made to wear the uniform tie as well

2. Force the subject to entirely change to the additional uniform during such session. After such sessions, the subject must be made to wear back the base uniform. 

Being in clean clothing is NOT something that the subject deserves. Despite this, the subject is to make all efforts to ensure the base uniform is always neat and clean as it belongs to the master. The subject must always look presentable to the master in the uniforms. 

Despite it being impossible to maintain in such condition because of sweat, all the chores the subject must perform and whatever that is being done on the subject, dirtying or making the uniform smelly (even sweating in the uniforms) will result in accumulated serious punishment because the subject is showing disrespect to the master by dirtying the master's things.

In event of accidental urinating in the uniforms causing smelly urine smell over prolonged period, if the master cannot take such smell, the subject may be made to undergo superficial spray cleaning. 

This is done where the subject, while in uniform will be sprayed with water on the affected area to wash away the urine smell. After that, subject continue with any routine in the partially wet uniform. This is a privilege given to the subject- removing of stench, although it is mainly for the master's nose. But subject must definitely pay for such privilege with heavy punishments.

Alternate reality-if lifetime
Subject is only allowed to shower once a week but still subject to master's permission and that week performance.

Master can withhold shower indefinitely according to his pleasure (however the issue will be that the subject may be too smelly for the master's pleasure if it is too long not shower)

Shower is only basic shower in cold water and miminium soaping, and capped at 5-10 mins of time..

Base uniform change (means the one that the subject will be in for most time, eg sleep in, admin time, chores etc) may be washed or changed once fortnightly.

Washing of the uniform are only basic washing and must be fully starched and ironed to ensure maximum discomfort on the subject. Whole procedure are to be done within 5 hours.

Washing is inevitable should be done by the subject and during this time be in a substitute uniform of equal degrading status.

Washing usually coincide with subject showering regime.

Master can extend the duration between wash in accordance to his pleasure.

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.....

Part 2-3: Day 2 Chores

After eating, master instructed: You have your lunch! Drink up this bottle (He handed a 500ml bottle of water) and then you have to do your chores! You have alot to do! and also to clean up this mess you created! So move!

I replied: Yes master, Casandra obey to drink up and ready to do the chores

Felt that I was lying... I am not ready to do the chores... clean the floors (not with mops, with only cloth)... Make master's bed... etc....

Then master bring up me a list of handwritten things need to be done and handed it over to me. I instinctively reached out WITH 1 HAND to SIMPLY take it...

The moment i looked at the list, IMMEDIATELY MASTER SHOUTED:
"AGAIN!! WHERE IS YOUR SLAVE MANNERS!! RESPECTFUL ACTIONS?
one hand?? OR BOWED DOWN AND RECEIVE IT WITH BOTH HANDS RESPECTFULLY???
immediately read it? OR THANK MASTER IN THE MOST RESPECTFUL WAY??
WHERE IS YOUR CURTSY PROTOCOL????
WHEN ARE YOU ALLOWED TO READ IN FRONT OF ME???
KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!! YOU ARE NOBODY!! YOU ARE MY PROPERTY AND SLAVE!! BEHAVE LIKE ONE!...
SO FAST YOU FORGET!!! FINE! YOU WILL GET IT SOON! AND I WILL SURELY STEP UP ON THE TRAINING!'

I was shocked and scared, I simply frozed head down.. still kneeling. This reading in front of him no no did not crossed my mind...!!

Master continued: WHY QUIET! DO YOUR PROTOCOL!!

I quickly reacted and bowed further, 2 hands holding on to the piece of paper which is already with me, and said: 'Yes Master, Cassandra receive your instruction. Cassandra thank master for the paper.. Cassandra obey...'
I curtsy again and in kneeling, wiggled few kneel-steps back before trying to stand and walk away, to the kneeling corner i figured..

The moment I stood up, MASTER SHOUTED:
'WHO GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO STAND UP TO WALK!!, STANDING UP IS A PRIVILEGE AND YOU ARE NOT ENTITLED TO IT UNLESS I ALLOW!! IF NOT KNEEL-WALK!  ANOTHER MAJOR MISTAKE!! WILL DEAL WITH YOU ALTOGETHER AFTER THE CHORE!..

I stood there, scared and quickly kneel down.. and try to kneel walk,..

HE CONTINUED: MORE MISTAKE!! UN-GIRLY ACTION!! SO ROUGH MOVEMENT!! YOU WILL GET IT..!! AND NEVER APOLOGIZE!

I turned over and INSTINCTIVE said: 'Cassandra apologize to master for standing up and not behaving as your proper slave and for being ungirly.. Cassandra will not repeat the mistake again. Master punish Cassandra as master sees appropriate.'

Somehow my response satisfied him.. He silenced a moment before saying:
' Good! Better! Punishment will still come!! I am going out to buy things first while you do your chores... I give you permission to stand up! before, change to heels, you are supposed to wear heels by morning after you wake up! but your punishments delayed... HEELS ARE TO BE WORN FOR THE DAY THAT IS THE RULE...Only at night you wear school shoes... AND FOR SPECIAL EVENT NIGHT OR I SEE FIT YOU MUST STILL REMAIN IN HEELS...
For that, not in proper ATTIRE for day... ANOTHER PUNISHMENT POINTS!

I give permission for you to walk.. CHANGE TO HEELS, GO TO THE KNEELING CORNER TO READ THE CHORES INSTRUCTIONS like a girl, and when i left, PROCEED TO DO THE CHORES IN HEELS... WHEN I AM BACK, I WANT YOU SEE YOU BACK AT THE KNEEL CORNER WAITING FOR ME AND ALL CHORES FINISHED! AM I CLEAR?!!??

I felt so unfair, I did not had any opportunity to change to heels, as I was abruptly awaken and the punishments after that.. But I was too scared this time to sound out.. I think i am beginning to learn... to be a true slaves, without rights and fairness..

I simply answered: 'Cassandra thank Master for the instructions, Cassandra obey Master's instruction, Cassandra will go change to heels, master.'
Thereafter, I did the protocol of bowing head and move back feel steps stood up in the most CAREFUL gentle manner and walked to the heels which placed beside the kneeling corner..

Gently bend the kneel and remove the school shoes and socks GENTLY and as DEMURE AS possible, placed the shoes and socks NEATLY in place and slipped on the heels..

Immediately once on the heels, OUCH!! felt all the weigh pressed on the toes... I endured, in case risk making noise and get more from master..

Then i proceed to kneel down to read the list master prepared.

The list writes:
Make my bed- NO WRINKLE
Throw all rubbish in the black trach bag and put near the door
Clean all furnitures of dust -do not ever sit on the chair!
Sweep the floor
Use cloth to wipe the floor - make sure do it kneeling
Wash the dishes
Scrub toilet bowl and floor with TOOTHBRUSH - do not ever let me catch you washing yourself in the toilet!
And all other housework...

My MIND: It's impossible to finish this!! And who knows how long master will be out.. what if I comes back fast? How?? I felt so lost... Its like surely get it... Either way, I will surely fail, might as well don't do..

Master somehow managed to read my mind he said:
'IF I COME BACK AND ZERO EFFORT, PUNISHMENT WILL BE MAXIMUM!! Wear this apron , gloves and this headdress and start working (throws the items on me). I am leaving now.'

I replied: 'Yes master, Cassandra obeys master. Cassandra wishes master a good day out.'

Master replied: Good..

And he left and locked the door...

So my chores begin.... now that master left, I thought I could behave more slag, I quickly stood up and attempt to begin my chores..

Quickly put on the apron and headdress.. More layer of cloth again! More stuffy!

Halfway, suddenly! the  entrance door swings open, Master was there!

MASTER SHOUTED: ' BEHAVE ROUGH AGAIN! WHEN I LEFT!! YOU WILL LEARN LATER...'

I immediately adopted into position...- the submission posture which head down..

HE CONTINUED: ' BE PREPARED FOR ALL YOUR PUNISHMENT WHEN I COMES BACK...
AND DON'T EVER REMOVE ANY PART OF THE UNIFORM AND HEELS, IF I FIND OUT! DEEPER TROUBLE!.... '

And he slam the door and left...

Why did I not thought of he would come back and check on me?? Not I am in for more.. Oh no...

This time..... I behave-ly proceed to do the chores..

First to make the bed... really a struggle to straighten the bed... everytime I tried to pull on end of the bedsheet, the other end will get out of place.

For me who seldom do housework at home, I is really a challenge!

It really took quite some time before I could figure how to straighten the bedsheet.. And finally done!

Feeling some simply sense of achievement, especially after a series of so many punishements. I stood there admiring the work of my hands- well-made bed..

Staring at the bed for awhile suddenly gives me a urge to rest on it, maybe a while, on such comfortable inviting bed, a far cry from the floor the night before. The constant blowing from the air-conditioning makes the urge even greater, making the room a paradise for sleep compared to the tropical humid and hot climate of this country - right outside this bedroom where I am supposed to be as master's slave.

Fatigue feeling came in from the uncomfortable night before.

Instinct kicked in, and in my mind: Why not rest for FIVE MINUTES, short enough and then after that do the chores faster. Master may not notice I rested if I chased up on the chores fast enough.

Sooo, I simply laid down onto the bed. The moment my body touches the softness of the bed, it felt so heavenly!

Somehow, all my involuntary action instinctly kicked in to make myself comfortable.. I pulled down the panty slightly, pulled out the uncomfortable tampon from my asshole, coming out process painful. But once out, a huge comfort. What was I doing, thought of punishment or even that I am supposed to behave as a slave girl become so distance to me on this bed.. I only thought of resting..

Using my legs, I push the heels off my feet-- argggggggg..... another discomfortable removed...

Momentary, reality kicked in my mind: Oh no, I have just commited the most grave crime.. ...
Hack la.. Only 5 minutes, precious bed... then try to put whenever back on as if nothing happens..

Going to my dreamland here I go... And closing my eyes... into such heavenly sleep....

Dream.... dream..... dreammmm......

SUDDENLY! I HEARD A SHOUT----

MASTER: WHAT IS THIS!!!

OH NO!!! MY 5 MINS HAS SURPASSED TO HOURS..... I HAD SLEPT FOR A LONG TIME UNTIL MASTER COMES BACK!!!.... AND IN SUCH STATE OF VIOLATING THE DRESS-CODE (GRAVE CRIME!!!!), SLEEPING ON HIS BED... AND NOT DOING THE TASK GIVEN...AND... AND.... AND.... OH NO!!!

Still half-awaken and shockingly lost... I just frooze there.. fearfully stared at him..

MASTER CONTINUED: ' AND WHAT THE F*** IS THAT BUDGING OUT AT YOUR GRION???!!'

Oh no.. Think I accidentally allowed my penis to spring back out while having my 'heavenly rest'

MASTER ADDED: 'YOU ARE ASKING FOR THE ULTIMATE PUNISHMENT!! GOODDD! YOU WILL HAVE IT NOW'

Sidenote: Before the session, we discussed about this 'ULTIMATE PUNISHMENT' which is meant to be the most serious torture punishment we could possibly imagine. It is reserved for the worst case-scenario. It comprises of many forms of punishments combined and stretch over a duration of time.. Most likely to be executed when too many punishment points is accumulated, which we thought most likely on the last day..

OH NO!!.. Cant believe I am going to receive the ULTIMATE PUNISHMENT.. ONLY ON THE SECOND DAY!! WHAT HAVE I DONE..... OH NO!!!

When I heard that word... Fear was what I felt..

I did not even had any reaction time when Master already took the PVC-coated chain around my neck and collar locked it... In that instance, he simply just pulled and dragged me along out of the room and downstairs.. I scrambled along behind from the pull of my collar.... Almost falling....

When downstairs, he simply threw the heels at me and instructed me to wear it back.. I quickly obeyed....

Then he secured chain to a hook and firmly instructed: 'STAND AND REFLECT ON YOUR ACTIONS HERE, WHILE I GO PREPARE YOUR "PRESENT"..' AND FINISH UP THIS BOTTLE BY THE TIME I COME BACK...

With that he handed me a bottle of 1.5 litre water to finish out (Thats also to prepare me for the big punishmet ahead as I may loose alot of water in the process)...

I scarely obeyed... hastily drinking from the bottle.. fearfully imagining what is coming up ahead... THE ULTIMATE PUNISHMENT ...

To be continued.... .