Part 2-11: Day 2 Card picking game..

Note: Decided to fast forward to Day 2, parts in between will be filled in over time.. By now, master has punished me quite severely in few forms, even to the extend that I was punished to sleep on the floor kneeling, which resulted in long-sleepless night.. Managed to sleep a little though.. By now, I have also been through substantial TAMING process, as well as beginning to behave more of a GENTLE SUBMISSIVE SCHOOL GIRL..

Master decided to play another game on me... He called it the dice game..

After master gave permission for me to use the 'pail potty' to discharge my pee, as usual, I kneeled beside the potty for him to inspect the content.

As I am not allowed any toilet paper, could feel residual drips of urine wetting the panties when I put back it back on. The panties, by not is already as stinky as I could imagine, now with few more drops of urine, definitely adding up to it..

This panties, has been placed into my mouth for say, maybe 4-5 times since yesterday.. Each time, it tasted more bitter and sour.. Probably from the mixture of sweat, leaked semen, leaked urine etc..

Also, the wet feeling, from saliva and other, when wearing, can really be uncomfortable, especially feeling it around the lower area.

Sidenote: I was not allowed to use the toilet as my lowly being is not entitled to it.. I am only allowed to use a pail to discharge all my waste (pee and shit) and accordingly to the timing set by master. This timing is not fixed and in accordances to master's pleasure. Even if there is desperation, I am not allowed to request, requesting to release (pee or shit) is not permissible for such lowly being which may render worst punishment for the request. So during urgency, I am only allowed to hold on until master's next instruction to discharge. If i wet my panties or soil it with urine or shit, I will be terribly dealt with (Soiled panties in mouth applicable).

After master inspected the contents, he did not require me to drink it back this time as he has deemed that it is yellowish enough. (If the urine is not yellowish enough, I will be punished by being forced to drink it up).

Master: Only slight yellow... pass you this time... Now... Another game with you...

I remained silent, still in kneeling position and head bowed. Another game of bias, which I will definitely lose?

Master took out a deck of poker card, and gave the instructions.

Master: You are to pick 3 cards from this deck. And what you have on the cards will mean how much canning you will receive later at the end of the game.
For example:
If all the cards are numbers, the numbers added up will be the number of strokes you get.
If there is a picture card, it will mean number of strokes will be multiply of the both number cards
And if there is 2 picture cards, the number cards will be to the power of 2 (means if the number is 4, will be 4x4=16)
And if all the cards are pictures, it is automatic 100 strokes
And if you draw an Aces, also automatic 50 stokes
Only when you draw 2 Aces together, you can end the game.
Oh yes, it will not be easy...

Then, master took the deck, digged through the deck and removed 2 of the Aces away... So the entire deck of cards only have 2 Aces left..

I felt extremely helpless... unfair.... but could only accept.. No other choice..

Master: Will this be fun?

I forced reply (sound as happy as possible): Yes master, Cassandra will enjoy it..
(I have learned that if I sounded sad or the like, I will be punished as well, and I have also learned that all the answers to master must be positive)

Somewhat, my reply sort of deceived me that I am going to enjoy it, probably due to the forced emotions which psychologically made me think positive of it.. But I know, this is not true..

Master shuffled the card, fan in front of me and said: Take your 3 cards!

I replied: Yes master, Cassandra take 3 cards...

And I slowly, with both hands stretched and took 3 random cards. I opened it and saw the results: 1 Queen, 6 of spades and 5 of hearts..

Master looked at it and remarked: Not bad.. you earned 30 strokes.. Put the card back..

Thats not good news, 30 strokes, I seems to have not recovered from the last caning. Still feeling the sore and burning sensation... Immediately, the phobia of 30 more strokes griped me.. But nothing I could do... just submitting to potential fate and replied:

Yes master... Cassandra thank master for the 30 strokes.. (That feels stupid... who in sound mind would say such things... but again, I have to accept my position as master's slave girl)

Master reshuffled the cards again and allowed me to take 3 cards again.

This time, a Jack, Queen and 4 (16 more strokes, phew)

This means the game still not ending, and only 2 rounds and I earned 46 strokes already! If this goes on, the cane will surely tear my butt!

Subsequent rounds as follows:
Round 3: 4, 7, 2 (Round strokes: 13, Accumulation: 59!)

Round 4: K, K, 8 (Round strokes: 64, Accumulation: 123!)

Round 5: A, 5, 2 (Oh no! Automatic 50, Accumulation: 173!)

Round 6: K, 7, 8 (Round strokes: 56, Accumulation: 229!)

Somehow.. could feel a huge sense of panic.. feeling like it will suddenly explode within me.. Thought of so many potential strokes can be quite overwhelming!

Round 7: 4, 2, 4 ((Round strokes: 10, Accumulation: 239)

Slight relieve felt.. Really like praying for the double Aces.

Round 8: Shocked when cards opened: Aces, Jack and K.. Where is the double Aces

Master remarked: Wow! This is really mega! Aces and pictures only! Special case.. 150 stokes! Total strokes 389!

Somewhat, the spur of that moment, I couldn't control myself anymore... Tears suddenly erupted and and suddenly let out a desperation plead.. Still in kneeling position....

I desperately pleaded in tears, grabbing on his hand: Please master......... please don't cane me.... please... pleaseeee..... please..... (Words just flowed out)

Master instinctively brushed my hands off... and replied: Watch your words... BAD MANNERS!

Somewhat, his words was not registering.. words just flow: Please don't cane me... I plead you...

Master raised his voice: STOP IT!

I suddenly silence, but seconds later words flowed again: I stop... master, please have mercy... pleaseee... pleaseeee....

Master angrily: Losing all your manners! You are never allowed to use I word! Add on PUNISHMENT!!

I reacted: Sorry. sorry ... sorry master.... Cassandra is really sorry... sorry soorryyy.. .. Master... Please give Cassandra mer......

Master cut in: Silence! Go to your caning position now!

I replied: Cassandra will go, but pleassssssseeeeee master, please don't cane so much..

Master warned: ANOTHER WORD.... GO!

Fear stopped me from continuing... I quickly stood up, and walked to the already designated chair meant for canning.. bend over in position and waited for my painful fate.

Master, as usual, secured my hands and legs to the chairs with cable ties.. This time he used more cable tie per limps and secured it tighter... Then he just pulled down the back of the panties slightly just to expose the butt region...

Master remarked: This time, no gagging... and if you scream.. I reset to ZERO! and each stroke! Count!

SNAP! The first stroke touched my butt almost immediately after he spoke............... Ouch!

Master: Where is the count!

SNAP! ... Ouch!

I sounded: One...

Master: One what! Forget to address me issit?

SNAP!...........

I sounded: One Master!

SNAP!....

' 2 Master'

It continues..... until.... 23 Master....

SNAP! .......

Instinctive reacted: Ouch!

Master: Restart!

I reacted without thinking again: Please master.... I am sorry... I am sorrrryryy... Please... I will do anything... for you.... I am..

Master interrupted: What I again!

SNAP!

I pleaded: Master... Cassandra is sorry... please give Cassandra. (Halfway... SNAP!!! ... OUCH!!) chance to pay back other....... (SNAP!! )

Master: Count still ZERO....

SNAP!!! Could really feel the super burning sensation now...

I replied: One Master! Please Master... Cassandra let you penetrate the hole!

SNAP!!!

Master spoke: I already have the intention to do that... you are my property, I don't need you to let me....

Somewhat, more fear hearing that..

SNAP!

I sounded tearfully: 2 master! ... Cassandra beg... other punishment..

Master: Reset! Focus on counting only! No more other words!

SNAP!

I sounded, chokingly: 1 master!

SNAP!

Chokingly: 2 master....

and continues.... by 30 counts... the pain was really unbearable... was tearing... feeling extremely shitty! and extremely painful and helpless!

40 counts... suddenly the stroke stopped...

Master: Red and swollen enough.. with some cuts... good! Since you plead just now... Fine.. .

Master moved to my front, already not wearing anything below, pushed his penis into my mouth.

Master: suck it until it harden... Faster!

I panickingly did as I was told until could feel his penis suddenly harden.. He pulled it out of my mouth... walked to my back, in one motion, pulled out the tampons in my ass..

A pop sound created..

Then! felt a sudden huge JAB into my asshole! Master just anal me! It felt like a big rock in! Somewhat felt a choking effect on me... Ouch!

Then within moments... he did the thrusting movement at my asshole... Felt the jerk! and each jerk, felt the choke and like blood gushed up my brain feeling...

Jerk.... jerk..... on for few minutes until master ejaculated...............

Felt some liquid flowed within me... and his penis vibrated pressing within my ass hole...

At that point... I felt extremely depressed... As if the world ended kind of feeling... like a a bad dream.. So helpless... So degraded... just a mixture of negative emotions...  

Master commanded: Thank me now!

Master commanded again: Thank me now! You slut!

I forced it out tearing: Thank you Masssterr....

Master: Sound HAPPY! and For WHAT!!

I forced happy: Thank you Master... For your discharge in Cassandra ass...

Master: Ass what ass! Useless hole!

I forced happy again : Thank you Master... For your discharge in Cassandra useless hole ..

Words definitely could not describe such terrible feeling when saying that...

Master: Good!

He remained in that way for awhile before finally pulling his penis out.. Another POP sound..

Just when I thought it was over, he appeared in front with his penis forcing towards my mouth.. This time stained with brownish stains (likely from my anal wall) and some milky residue near its tip.. Seeing it before licking is really GROSSED...

But even before it could registered, the penis was already forced into my mouth! YUCK!!! YUCK!!! YUCK!!! It tasted extremely out of the WORLD! TASTED like mixture of all the worst tasted combined..

Master ORDERED: CLEAN IT FAST!!

His order, with the fierce voice, got me immediately into action... I used the tongue to keep licking it and round it until it is visually clean.. Somewhat, not being able to think of the grossness, because of the instinct of following his COMMANDING ORDERS.. .

It took few minutes before it was completely cleaned...

Master finally pulled out his penis from my mouth... Walked and apply the necessary solutions (vinegar and oilment) on my butt. It stinged really pain when the vinegar was applied!

As usual, master allowed the butt to air and walked away to wash himself.. While I was still in the bended position well secured and bounded waiting for him to release.

Could hear the sound of water in the toilet.. What a privilege that as master's slave I would no longer have assess to- toilet facilities...

Master walked out after about 10 minutes...

Pushed a new tampons into the asshole..Sudden painful jerk again!....  He pulled back up the panties... and real up until the wedgie feeling was felt....

Then he remarked: You still have many more strokes to pay back! Some will be in installment and interest.. some i will convert to more SEVERE PUNISHMENT....

Then he finally released me...

I am definitely not looking forward to what lies ahead...

To be continued...

Part 1-9: Day 1 Caning punishment and waiting on master

In my mind.. I know.. I am in trouble!.....

How will master punish me this time! Shivers... Head looking down as if nothing happens... Locally termed act blur..

Master standing at the door: You never learn right?!?

(my mind just merely blank, waiting for the worst)

Master: FINE!! Tonight you will be sleeping in this position! This will surely make sure you remember your obedience! Stand up now!

I stood up..

Master: Dumb issit? Where is your respect!

I mustered my voice: Sorry master, yes master..

Master: Complete Sentence!

Forcing to speak (feeling of fear and depressive): sorry... ma.. ster.. Cassandra is sorry... yes ma... ster.. Cassandra obey...

Master: Fine! where is your curtsey! Where is your respect!

I immediately curtsey..

Master: You lowly slut! BETTER REMEMBER YOUR PLACE! look at the uniform, why is it so messy! and why so wet!

Immediately, the uncomfort feel of the sweaty and sticky uniform is felt... momentary reminded of the uniform..

I simply bowed my head and kept quiet.. felt so wrongfully accused..

Master continued: this uniform don't belong to you.. and you dirty it! This uniform is a reminder of your place and status! and it belong to me your master! You are really asking for it!

Master grabbed the tail end of the chain and pulled.. I felt the tug and followed him to the chair... He simply guided me to the back of the chair, pulled the chain down towards the front, guiding me to bend over the backrest, till I couldn't go further..

Then master instructed: place hands beside legs!

I obeyed..

Master: Dumb issit!

I struggled to speak: Yes master.. Cassandra obey

Master took the cable ties and tie each of the 'wrist bracelets' to the chair.. He double cable tie to ensure I cannot break free.. Next, he walked to retrieve the 'goggle blandfold' and place it on me..

Sudden DARKNESS again.. suddenly feel disoriented again!

Then, he lifted up the skirt, pulled down the panties, instructed me to lift each legs for him to remove the panties..

Then he spoke again: This clean panties...

Then he threw it to the floor. (This pair of panties was only changed awhile ago).. Then he walked to the kneeling corner, took the panties which was gagged in my mouth, the soiled panties which was, by then, well soaked in saliva.. stuffed it into my mouth.. YUCKS!!!

Master: you don't deserve cleanliness.. slut! enjoy your lowliness!

I couldn't respond..

Then, I cable tied each legs wide open to the back legs of each chair.. As my legs split opened, immediately my penis bounced forward as it was ungripped...



Opps! I remembered during our discussion before the session that re-exposing the penis or untucked penis is considered MORTAL SIN!

Immediately, master noticed it!!

Master: YOU ARE DEAD! Bonus points! 1000 punishment point! (forever to pay back already! HOW!)

In seconds, a sudden tap is felt on the bare butt with a sound: Plak!

Somehow, don't seems to feel anything.. .

Then another: Plak!

This time a slight stinging pain

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

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

CANING! Master was indeed caning me!

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

Feeling SORE...

My mind: When finish??

More PLAKssssssssssssssssssssssss.....

Seems not ending... By now... really painful...

Still continues... felt tears coming out..

And continues.. feels never-ending..

Until it finally stopped.. estimate maybe after 50 strokes...

Then I felt some cool sensation over the butt.. Master was applying vinegar over the butt (We during the discussion about that as vinegar naturally sterilize the canning wound if any) No pain, maybe I have not sustained any canning wounds yet, just mild cooling effect of the vinegar.

Then master applied the ointment, Zam buk, which is supposed to help in the recovery of wounds fast.. (This was done so that the butt remained cane-able..by minimizing the injury or for faster recovery. Hence, it was not so much for my comfort, but for me to be potentially punished more!) 

After that, master walked away.. Leaving me alone in that position.. 

Again, being alone, first thing feeling the uncomfort of the school uniform, moreover in this bended position, the uniform felt more sticky and tight and restrictive... Wiggled a little, hopefully to loosen the uniform touching my skin.. it worked but sticked back.. still uncomfortable.. 

So, I helplessly waited to be released.. 

Master was in fact airing the butt for awhile.. 

Could hear TV switched on in the background.. Then I suddenly felt the ear plugs inserted back in.. 

Faint voice of master: No rights to entertainment and to hear... 

His words could really give a depressive feeling... and a very intimidating feeling.. 

Then, I felt the release of the cable ties... I dared not move though.. Guess really have began to learn the submissive way of acting on instructions.. 

Master spoke: Stand up and put back on the panties from your mouth! 

I did accordingly.. Pulled out the YUCKY panties from my mouth.. and.... 

Master: CURTSY!!! 

I realised and remembered... I immediately curtsy.. felt unbalanced cause of the blindfold.. 

Master: Gagged does not excuse you from cutsy! More points! Put on the panties quickly! 

I responded: Yes master, Cassandra obey.. (and curtsy) 

I swiftly put back on the panties and pulled it up. Though careful not to behave too rough... And instinctively, tucked and pulled the penis back in place, painful stretch of the penis, but somehow, maybe because of the focus on the task that did not really bother with the pain.. 
Think I am really learning to just obey and act as a real submissive girl to master and to solely follow what he wants me to do that any pain and inconvenience is no longer matter.. 

The panties felt really WET! and STICKY!!! Really uncomfortable on me! In my normal life, I would never have worn such GROSSED item! I would have remove it straight if it is so wet.. 

Instead, I just stood still and waited for master's next instruction,.. 

Felt the tug on the chain again, and he pulled the chain, signalling me to follow.. I followed, no choice because of the tug of the chain round my neck.. 

I followed until he instructed: Stop! Kneel down! 

I responded: Yes master, Cassandra obey.. (and curtsy... then slowly kneel) 

Master: Good! you finally got it into your lowly behaviour! Make sure you continue to behave as a slave... which you are now! And to reward, I minus 1 point from your punishment point..

Only one point? So unfair.. get points so easily, remove points so little.. Unfairness..

Feeling of unfairness... but had to mustered the respond: Thank you master.. Cassandra is grateful..

Master: Sound happy!

I forced repeat in more lively tone: Thank you master.. Cassandra is grateful..

(Really doing well in conditioning me into this lowly state and to condition my mind!)

Master: Thats better.. now, move that head forward and suck while i watch TV and eat..

By now, master was sitting right infront of me with legs opened.. As I move forward, his hand pushed me from the back and somehow guided me to his penis.. PUNGENT as before! No time to think too much... Within seconds, mouth was well cupped into his penis and scrotums... GROSS!

I began to suck.. With the faint noise from TV heard..

Continued for minutes... breathless... and stopped sucking.. next felt a hit at the back the head!
Master: Who ask you stop! Continue..

I began sucking again...

And sucking.. and sucking..

Then, I smelled a fragrant smell of the famous local chicken rice.. Master just opened the dinner which he went out to pack to eat as dinner.. The smell was extremely heavenly... Felt my stomach immediately growled.. And instinctively stopped what I was supposed to do.. Felt lots of saliva in my mouth..

Master: Smell nice? Too bad.. Proper food is meant for normal people.. Slave is not allowed... and who say stop! Continue!

I somehow obeyed and proceed.. Trying hard not to think of the food.. and the only way was to think of the sucking.. (Really a good way to condition my mind into slavery!)

So it continues, master finished his food... placed it away, simply wiped his slightly oily hands (from the food) at the sleeves of the uniform.. so convenient.. While adding a little food oil on it.. It will surely stink!

I simply continued sucking... and he continued watching... could feel my mouth really tired.. And feels like eternity!

Finally master commanded: Stop... Time for your dinner.. wait.. you are not entitled to dinner! Time to put food in you..

Master removed the blindfold.. Sudden GLARE!

First thing I saw after the glare! His groin region and the hairs! yucks.. Mouth still engulfing master's penis and scrotums! Felt really grossed..

To be continued..
Next Part: Dinner? or is it?

Preview:
Consume RAW vegetable.. BLEND! RAW! Not very energy-giving! It really felt grossed seeing the food.. much more when thinking of eating it!

Part 1-6: Day 1 First service to master....

I pushed myself up slowly with my hands.. Reached under the skirt and pull down the panties.. Removing it, I could see that it was extremely sticky..

Sidenote: during our pre-session discussion, we talked about stuffing soiled panties into my mouth as gag as well as a form of washing the panties with my saliva.. Never tried this before..

Now thoughts of being asked to stuff this sticky thing into my mouth is not that much of the fantasy anymore.. I seems about to happen.. And oddly.. I feel scared putting it into my mouth when holding it on my hand and seeing this gluey thing...

Waiting for that expected instruction,
instead, he said: 'Give this to me... Change into a new panties (handing me a fresh one) and make sure that useless penis remain pulled and tucked!'

Relief that it is not entering my mouth YET... I just put on the new panties obediently, with hands pulling the penis back to make sure I don't commit another mistakes..

Master said: 'I will remove the clips off those slutty nipples, not because I spared you.. but because I want you to focus on your NEW PUNISHMENT!..'

Thought of the relief from clamp really made me immediately pulled up my pinafore and the blouse and the bra up quickly for the master to put back the binder's handle..

Master shouted: Who give you permission to remove your UNIFORM! How many SERIOUS CRIME YOU WANT TO COMMIT BEFORE YOU LEARN!!

I FROZE AGAIN! This time I remained fearfully silent.. knowing I am under the mercy of master..

Master continued: I remove this clips first... you will have it back later.. dun worry....

I stood there allowing him to apply the handle back and unclip it off both nipples.. The moment the clip was removed.. a sudden blood rush feeling to my nipples with another sting of pain hit the nipple, not knowing where it comes from..

Master instructed: 'Put back on the uniform.. You useless slut..'

I did as instructed..

Master walked and sit at the edge of the bed.. pulled down his pants..

(I guessed master want me to do a blowjob on him. We discussed briefly before the session... but this reality and me facing this activity in front of me is FAR from anticipation.. I felt I do not want to blowjob him.... )

But then again.. No way out..

Master just said: 'kneel in front of me..'

Cassandra: 'Yes master..'

And reluctantly walked and kneel in front of him. I could see master pulling down his brief and can see his hairy penis right in front. It smelled terrible.. mixture of musky and pungent smell.. It immediately created a deterrence! (Master have not bathed since morning, maybe probably the night before)

How come the feeling is not as I fantasized before the session, it really feels so opposite!

Suddenly, I could feel his hand force my hand towards his penis..

He instructed: 'LICK'

I did.. it tasted bitter!

He commanded: 'Keep licking until it becomes hard! and no BITING! I WARN YOU!'

I just keep licking.. Closing my eyes doing it.. Now I could feel tears coming..

I heard: 'Behave as if you enjoy it! Lick more intense..!!!'

I quickly wiped the tears off and lick faster.. until finally his penis harden..

Master suddenly push forward... I felt his penis pushed right into my throat!

Master said: 'I am teaching you to service me, you understand?'
(while saying, my head was continuously pulled up and down by his hand)

I couldn't response as I was gagged by his penis..

After few minutes of master's guiding hand.. He let go HIS HAND and instructed me to keep doing it and faster.. I obeyed and continued to push my HEAD to and froth his penis... Faster and faster.. I feel a little from that but dared not stop.. .

Few more minutes have past and suddenly felt master starting to tense, and suddenly felt an explosion of CUM into my mouth! It tasted HORRIBLE!! First time!!

Master remained his penis in my mouth for few more seconds as few more bursts of cum exploded into my mouth.. Its so yucky!

Finally, master pulled out his penis..

and instructed: 'LICK THE TIP CLEAN!'

I meekly obeyed, though in my mind.......... reluctantly.

Master continued: 'make sure you swallow everything I give you..AND SWALLOW AS IF YOU ENJOY IT!! You will have alot of these the next few days.. since you don't seems to appreciate human food.. And this is not a punishment! It is a small service for your master to pleasure him.. Clear?!!!?'

I replied meekly and sadly: 'Yes master..'

Master: 'Seems like you need alot of taming.. Yes master what?'

I replied: 'Yes Master, Cassandra understand..'

Master: 'You are really naughty.. will add on to your punishment points! Thank me for the cum you bitch.. and refer yourself as what I refer you from now on! clear?!!'

Bitch: 'Yes Master, bitch thank master for the cum you gave bitch..'

Master: 'And does my bitch enjoy it.....?? Better say it next time before i ask you!'

Bitch: 'Yes Master, your bitch enjoys it.. (Holding back tears)'

Master: 'Complete THE WHOLE THING!, You useless BITCH!'

Bitch: 'Yes Master, bitch thank master for the cum you gave bitch.. (slight stuttering, close to tear).. your bitch enjoy it....'

Master: 'Good! You seems hard to tame hur... Don't worry... I will make sure you learn... Learn the hard way...'

Could feel mouth nervously contracted when he said this. Deep sense of regret was all over me. It was barely half a day into the session and all the FEELINGS of WANTING OUT is all over my body..

There I am kneeling in-between master's legs, with his penis in front of me... trying hard not to cry... but clearly showing a very sad expression.. Taste of his cum seems to get stuck in my tongue.. Felt so utterly grossed.. Was simply trying hard to swallow as much saliva as possible to 'rinse' off the taste. But somehow, my body don't seems to be producing the saliva, especially at such times where I need it..

I looked up, seeing master still in his euphoric state after his discharge. Somewhat, words just came out of my mouth: 'I am thirsty.'

SLAP!!!

I could feel a hand suddenly hit onto my left cheek, so sudden! Felt my head turned.. Took me awhile to registered that I was slapped!

MASTER: 'WHO GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO SPEAK? WHO GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO LOOK UP? AND WHAT COURAGE YOU HAVE TO USE " I"!'

SLAP!
Head suddenly swings to the other side.. Master just used the other hand to slap! The shock really made me lose control! Tears just flowed...

MASTER: 'CRY! Who give you permission to cry! My slave must appear happy at all times.. You want more punishment is it?'

(Sidenote: during the pre-session discussion, we did talk about in event that I cry, master will not show compassion, and he will not pull back... and instead he will force me to smile and look happy, that was also a way to make my mind be brainwashed to be 'enjoying' such INHUMANE TREATMENT.. Think such suggestion will only feel nice in a fantasy world, and now I regret it)

MASTER: 'SMILE! BE HAPPY! SMILE!'

I counldn't, still trying to stop my tears..

SLAP! SLAP! 2 slaps hit my face!

MASTER: 'Stop crying before more slap comes!'

All my energy to pull back the tears.. so hard to be controlling this emotions...

SLAP! SLAP!!! More slaps!

Mustered all I could to stop... a sudden silence I produce.. I the emotions still within me.. outside sudden silence... Felt as if I am 2 person, 1 on the outside and 1 inside..

Master seems to be making progress in taming me, from a carefree man, to a submissive girl who looses all her rights..

Really felt that I am becoming another person now.. No more MY RIGHTS anymore..

Master continues: 'KNEEL PROPERLY! Your hands!'

I quickly kneeled lower, both hands placed on the lap, heads bowed..

Master: 'Stay!'

I just simply kept still.. Well submitted..

He stood up and walk away.. While I just simply remained in position. Dared not move.. From my side, could hear him entering the toilet.. Knowing full well that he is off sight, I dared not move the slightest bit... Seems like his training really worked!!

Think this was finally a moment I was left alone... "Activities" suddenly silenced down.. Left only me meekly kneeled down in the most girly and submitted manner possible..

Now, without anything happening, I finally could take notice of myself....

I could feel a rough sensation inside my anus.. Oh yes! The tampon was still inside! Felt as if a rough sandpaper was rubbing from inside.. It really felt like a foreign object un-welcomed in the body..

Tried constricting the muscles in the anus, hoping to alleviate the discomfort, but the sensation of pain increased.. maybe because it cause a rubbing of tampons within the wall of the intestines.

I dared not move much in case I get punished again.. Nothing seems to be easing the discomfort I was experiencing.. Remained as still as possible though.. And forcing myself to stay still..

To be continued:
Next Part... Drinking it up!
Preview:
I knew instantly it was urine... Yes that we agreed that I will drink master's urine during the session as long as it was not to yellow.. But this liquid just looked naturally deterrence to me..