Part 2-2: Day 2 Post mummification and more caning

Master was constantly watching out.. for what seems like hours.. Although he went about doing stuffs like his morning baths, watching TV and breakfast etc.. Oh yes.. I have sort of lost tracked of time, not sure if morning or afternoon, only know day or night.. 

In my mind... I was really just simply longing and desperately waiting master to finally free me... When????

Lots of fidgeting movement in the HEAT, Fidgeting to get comfortable from the restrictive WRAP... I really want out of it soon.. Nothing enjoyable about it.. Could feel myself being soaked with sweat...

As I was not blindfolded, I could barely see blurry across the layer of cling wrap, everything appeared distorted..

Until what seemed like eternity, a sudden pressure was felt at my lower abdomen area, right on the spot of the bladder! Then released and pressed on again.. It was master's hand, intermittently applying pressure on the bladder area.. Felt a sudden leak of urine whenever he did that! He had intentionally made me leaked and soil myself..

Master: When I release you.. if you smell of urine... you will be DEAD!

Then I felt a pair of scissors started snipping the wrap from my leg region upwards.. The effect was immediately felt.. suddenly sense of coolness.. Right when master cut until the pubic region, my legs immediately opened up sideways, simply instinctively to cool off...

Master remarked: Improper behaviour of girl.. who let you open up your legs? You want sex issit? Only time you open up your legs is for penetration!

I couldn't talk with the tube still on my mouth... I immediately close up my legs

Master stopped his cutting... and instead horizontally around me.. There, my upper body remained in the cling wrap while the legs were freed. Master used his hand to guide me to stand up..

Master: Walk..

I moved as per instructions. With his hand at my back guiding me. Could roughly see through the cling wrapping... I seemed to be walking towards the chair..

Felt the knock on the chair when I reached it.. There, master pushed my back forward, signalling me to bend forward.. I followed his guidance accordingly..

Think I would have registered by now this is a canning chair.. Master spread opened my legs and cable tied each legs to the chair as before.. My well wrapped head is now resting on the chair bended over.. Still immobilized by the wraps.

 Then he just pulled down the back of the panties slightly just to expose the butt region...

My mind mentally bracing for another caning session from him...

PLAK!!...  IMMEDIATE SHARP PAIN!

Maybe because of the tender nature of the butt after the wrap, or that my mind is still half-awake.. The stroke was immediately painful..

PLAK!!! ... Bite hard on the breathing tube!

PLAK!!... PLAK!!...

The pain was really intense! Mind was not even bothered to count.. just only about dealing with the pain!

PLAK...... PLAK...... until master decided to stop... Really felt relief when it stopped...

Then, master did the expected after-caning treatment on the butt...

Next, felt a sudden tug in my asshole.. and out came the tampons.. Think he wanted to change the tampons again..

Expecting the usual push of tampons back in, AND OVERSIZED ITEM JABBED into my ASSHOLE! I let out a SCREAM! Sound released was buffered because of the wraps I was in,.

Instantly, felt my own penis jerked.. Probably from the push of what just penetrated me.. Then I felt some liquid leaked out of my penis..

Has master just anal me? I could only guess...

My mind was flooded was all thoughts of his penis inside of me.. It was the first time! Felt so defiled!! Thoughts of him performing sex on me created a feeling of YUCKYNESS..

What was inserted into me remained merely inside.. it was not moving..

Then I heard the faint master's voice over the wraps: Hows the feeling of a BANANA inside of you? That will be your lunch later... (Soundly sarcastic)

Somehow, it gave certain relief it was not master's cock in me.. But the grossness of eating what was once inserted in my anus, did not bring any good vibes though...

Master left the banana in there.. and instructed me to straighten up.. with his hand guiding my body up from the bended posture. (I could not have done it on my own in that wrapped up condition)

When straightening up, felt the pressure of the banana in my anus more... ouch.. which somehow triggered somemore leak from my penis!

Master proceed to cut the wrap upwards again, this time from the back.. until up till my head.. and like a shell, removed the wrap out towards my front... Immediate cooling effect! Finally off the mummification! The surroundings air really felt heavenly... Never appreciated it before until now...

Master proceed to remove the breathing tube off me... and unbound my hands.. I remained in position despite the unbounding... In case I get scolded for moving it..

Master: Now! Squat and remove your LUNCH FROM THIS USELESS ASS

I spoke: Yes Master, Cassandra obey..

Master: Obey what! repeat my instructions!
(Master seems to be upgrading his requirement of how I should speak..)

I spoke: Yes Master, Cassandra obey to remove lunch from this useless ass.. (Then i curtsy)

Squat down, used my right hand to reach for the hole, the panties was still partly exposed at the back..

Then used my anus muscle to try squeeze out the banana with my hands ready to catch it up.. Out it came! and accidentally out came my SHIT as well!! I accidentally SHIT on the FLOOR!

Master: WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!! You dirty little girl!

I just stayed speechless! Lost! FROZEN!

Master: Kneel! Bend Forward!

I immediately did exactly!

Master: DUMB ASS! Where's your slave manners!

I immediately spoke while already in position as instructed: Yes master, Cassandra obey to kneel and bend forward.

Felt the skirt lifted up, a piece of toilet paper wiped up my ass once when i was in position, then a sudden JAB into my ass! Master had just inserted a new tampon back in..

Toilet paper--- though that is something I do not deserve to use? --- Indeed..

Master took the toilet paper in front and guided into my mouth, signaled me that it should enter my mouth! Soiled toilet paper in my mouth!?! It will be broken up by the saliva and break up!

I opened my mouth nevetheless and allow master to push the toilet paper in... I feel grossed.. YUCK! it tasted worst!!!

Master: Let it stay that! when it is soak enough, swallow it!

Swallow it?? How???

PLAK!! Felt the cane again on my bare butt! I have not yet got over the last caning!

OUCH!

PLAK!! PLAK.!! and more...

This time it ended I estimated after 10 strokes.. phew...

Then Master instructed: Swallow the paper now! pull back the panties and eat the banana now..

I took alot of effort to force swallow the toilet paper.. Fortunately it was a small piece.. and could finally squeezed down my throat.

Pulled back up the panties, felt the stinging pain of the fresh caning wound when the panties touches it..

I took the banana, it was stained with the contents from my ass! Looked so inedible.. Fortunately it was only the skin... I had to use my hand to peel it... carefully trying not to touch the skin too much.. (Especially I am not allowed to wash hands)..

Fortunately, The internal did not look that bad, and made sure I ate the banana in the most girly manner possible, small bites, chewed long enough and gently swallow... With hands close together..
The banana tasted good, contents was well protected by the skin.... Felt like a break from this misery! Ended up it was only psychological fear of the dirtied skin!

The banana felt so little! it did not seems to feel my stomach.. But that was all, no more!

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....

Really going to be a tough day ahead...

To be continued

Part 2-?: 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 2-1: Day 2 Mummification

Mummification first thing in the morning? Somehow in my mind, I was not ready.. But do I have any choice? 

Master force feed the me to drink as much water as possible.. Think was about 2 litres..

Then, I was made to stand straight.. 

As mummification restrict the body naturally, like legs will be close together when wrapped tight enough, I was not tied. The only area was being tied at the hands, even this the tying was be minimal, only both my thumbs were cable tied together at the front of the body, of cause with multiple cable ties to prevent me pulling free! Both the hands was placed downwards with the palm facing the body.. This will create the effect that the hands are placed together in a girly manner just right around the abdomen area when in wrap. It also ensures that the hands are well restricted in the wrap.

This was done because after cling wrap, the I could easily move my hands around in the wrap. That is certainly not what the master would like.  Hence, this  make sure it look pleasing to master's eyes when in the wrap- well positioned... 

(Also arm folded is not an option due to safety and preventing blood flow problems.. )

Next, master insert the tube about 5cm into my mouth for preparation for breathing in the wrap. To make sure the tube was securely positioned, master duct taped the tube around the mouth. 

Our discussion before the session: For a good wrap, it is important to make sure the initial wrap is continuous without a cut.. For that to happen, the master can choose to wrap top down or bottom up... Whatever the method, it is important that the master must pull the cling wrap while wrapping to ensure the wrap is tight and secure.

Master chose the bottom up wrapping method. First, he sat me down on the chair and instructed me to lift up the legs and be close together, which I obeyed promptly.. 

Master wrapped around the base of the feet (with the already uncomfortable school shoes on) and around the feet region few times.

After the feet is well wrapped, was instructed to stand up straight. I simply followed all the instruction like a robot.. Maybe I was still dazed from just waking up... 

There the master wrap round the legs and slowly upwards.. Up the feet, over the pinafore skirt and up the pinafore all being wrapped in one smooth motion round and round me..

I was still in dazed when this was done.. Feeling I was still dreaming.. 

When it reached my body region, 

Master instructed: keep the hands close to the sides! both palms open and placed on the abdomen! Press it hard!

I obeyed.. But when I pressed it my flat hands hard on the abdomen.. Felt a slight squeeze on my bladder and accidently squirted some urine out (I guessed).. As I was still dazed, and month already gagged.. I simply let it be.. Really in half-awake mode.. 

The wrap will continued upward until the head region..

At the head region, the wrap continued to go round my head. Master took care to ensure the wrap was well wrapped around the breathing tube and not cover it... 

The process thus far was somewhat mostly silent, maybe master was also just awaken, or that he was really preoccupied mummifying me.. This process was like a second nature to both master and I because we really spent alot of time before the session discussing how it should be properly done.. (Only did not discuss when he will do it.. Which was really unexpected to be NOW, in the MORNING!) 

At the head, the master wrapped around the top of my head to make sure I was completely ENCASED in the PLASTIC MUMMY WRAP! only with breathing tube, also double as feeding tube.. 

After completion of whole wrap, master continued the wrapping back downwards until the body region before ending the wrap.. Only then, master cut away the cling wrap simply by pulling...

In the wrap, I could immediately feel the HEAT! and SWEAT really started coming out of me! Felt super RESTRICTED! and TIGHT! 

Then Master, pivoted my legs, and laid me down on the HARD floor to be LAID TO REST.. For safety, he placed few cushion below my head to make sure my head region is well elevated up to prevent accidental choking.. Somewhat, from afar, this mummified slave looked like it is slightly SLOPED...

There, I was simply left there! Maybe because of the unawaked mode, I somehow immediately dozed off, despite the restrictive feeling.. until... 

Until, I was awaken by my own uncomfort of HEAT, and RESTRICTIVE FEELING... I tried moving about.. NO WAY! EXTREMELY COMFORTABLE!! 

I felt I needed to move... It became so uncomfortable that my legs just simply kicked upwards. As both legs were well bounded together, it sort of created a dolphin kick upwards.. Somehow, this move gave some relief from the restriction.. 

Somehow, I did it a few times.. 

Master Faint voice: STOP MOVING! You NAUGHTY GIRL! Next time you in mummy will bound you DOWN AS WELL! 

I immediately stopped.. Trying REALLY REALLY HARD not to move anymore! 

Master Faint voice continued: Drink WATER! Then through the breathing tube, he poured water in, I struggled to quickly swallow the water.. This time, the thirst, mostly from the sweating, made the water tasted so sweet! That was really a relief feeling from this SESSION.. although not much.. 

This feeding of water happened few times.. not so much to give relief.. But for mere safety sake. To keep me hydrated.. We actually discussed to use a water bag as well, however, we did not managed to get it for this session. With water bag, master would have been more free, not needing to constantly feed water into me.. 

Back to reality! It really indeed was extremely torturous being so restricted! 

Master was constantly watching out.. for what seems like hours.. Although he went about doing stuffs like his morning baths, watching TV and breakfast etc.. Oh yes.. I have sort of lost tracked of time, not sure if morning or afternoon, only know day or night.. 

In my mind... I was really just simply longing and desperately waiting master to finally free me... When???? 

To be continued... 

Part 1-11: Day 1-2 First night

Master: Good! Now go to sleep!

He walked towards me, applied back the blindfold, then somehow, pull the tail end of the chain and secure it somewhere high above me.. That way, I could not fully lay down on the floor as the chain was positioned such that I could only remain kneeling, if my head drops lower, the chain around the neck would have prevented it.. Put on the pacifier onto the mouth!

Oh yes.. He also removed the tampons off me.. and insert a new one back... (Safety purpose to prevent toxic shock syndrome) .. And also forced feed me with another bottle of 1.5litres plain water (Safety to make sure I stay healthy)

On now, back in isolated position: In a sweat drenched stuffy uniform, without air con or fan, kneeling blind-folded, with ear-plugs stuck and pacified (at least this time no panties), rough tampons on.. and chained by the neck to keep me in position.. TO SLEEP?

Impossible.. I did attempt... Closed eyelids.. Impossible to sleep..

Oh yes.. Master went up to the 2nd floor of the chalet, the bedroom to rest for the night on proper bed..

Forgot to mention, to prevent mischief, master bounded both hands together to my back.. which added up to the discomfort.. Could feel the TIGHTNESS of the uniform more especially with the hand stretched to the back..

So that night.. As master mentioned, was really a night of reflection of mistakes.. Sleepless, thoughts really rolled in and out.. Different thoughts... Thoughts of regret:

What on earth, with my sound mind, did I ever agreed to it? It does not seems to feel as good as what my fantasy would have felt.. It is so DIFFERENT! I FEEL SO... SUCH IN-DESCRIBABLE UNCOMFORTABLE FEELING... Sense of regret really sets in... and no way out! I stupidly agreed that there is no way out, even if I said I want it to end will not end it! 

Could only bear with it..

Eventually.. thoughts of resolution and fate acceptance.. To behave and obey as how I should be, master's lowly slave servant school girl to serve and wait on master..

By then hours (what seems like) passed... and by shear fatigue, I dozed off... Leaning by the wall....

SLAP!!! Ouch!

That was the first thing in the morning! SLAP! And awoken by it!

The goggle blindfold was already removed.. Realised that I was leaning by the wall curled by in fetus position.. somehow, I managed to position the most comfortable sleeping position to sleep!

Half awake, I opened my eyes.. and master standing in front of me.

Master sarcastically remarked: Good morning Xiao Hui..

I instinctively replied: Morning..

SLAP!! SLAP!!

Master: Where is your manner! Make me angry first thing in morning! The sleep wash your memory off issit? You are my SLAVE! and
SLAVE wakes up earlier than master and wait on him!
And to Greet him first thing in the morning! not the opposite!
And this slave forget your slave manners! what simply MORNING! where is your complete sentence!
And why are you not KNEELING!
(Master voice raising every successive sentence)

I quickly kneeled back down.. still in sleepy mode.. so simply kept quiet..

Master: where is your greeting??

I forced spoke (really not really to speak in the morning): Good morning master.. Cassandra awaits your instruction ..

Master: LEARN! I call you Xiao Hui! Refer to that! Where's your manners! (Quite loudly)

Shocked, I forced out, reluctantly: Good morning master.. Xiao Hui awaits your instruction ..

Master: SOUND HAPPY!

I forced out the happier tone: Good morning master.. Xiao Hui awaits your instruction ..

Master: Where's my bow?!

I again forced out the happier tone: Good morning master.. Xiao Hui awaits your instruction .. (bowed head) 

Master: You want to sleep right? I give you! You will sleep as a mummy! 

To be continued:  

Next part: Day 2 Mummification 

Part 1-10: Day 1 Dinner? or is it?

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..

Master then push my head away from his body.. Somehow, I adopted the kneeling position and waited on him.

Master then reached for a plastic bag and too out 2 raw carrots and a ball of cabbage.. Then he took a plastic bowl.. peeled about 10 leaves off the cabbage.. Then took a vegetable shredder, handed it to me with the carrots,

and instructed: Shred it!

I replied: Yes master, Cassandra obey (bowed head slightly as substitution to curtsy)

Then I did as told. Shredding strips of carrots into the bowl until complete.. And there, a bowl of raw vegetable!

Master took away the shredder, and instruct: Take this bowl to your kneeling corner and eat! use your hands! make sure you EAT LIKE A GENTLE GIRL!!

I replied: Yes master, Cassandra obey

slowly stood up with the bowl in hand and curtsy, walked few steps back with head bowed, and gently walked to the kneeling corner.. Again, slowly and as gently as possible, kneel down, placed the bowl infront of me.. and started to CONSUME..

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

I knew I had to.. I gently took some of the content with my bare hands and placed into my mouth.. almost spit it back out.. I had to force not to spit out.. In the mouth, had to really force myself to gently bite it for 30 seconds.. Yuck! The juice of the raw vegetable when I bite was bitter! Enduring was the word.. And finally forced gently swallow...

Again.. one more time.. another time of agony... and another time.. Felt like it was merely a bad dream kind of feeling going through this DREADED eating session!

It was so dreaded and felt so slow and how I hope to finish it fast!

At last finished the food...

I sounded out: Master, Cassandra has finished eating.

Master: Lick the bowl clean! like a dog!

I looked at the bowl, there were still some leftovers.. sticking on the bowl.. yucks...

I forced to say: Yes master, Cassandra obey (bowed head slightly)

I leaned forward with hands resting on floor and licked the bowl like a dog.. until every shred is gone.. really so HUMILIATED !

Master: Good! Give me back the bowl! This will be your diet from now on!

(I swallowed some saliva)

Master: And the hands don't ever let me see you wiping the juicy hand on the uniform!

Thats impossible! cannot clean hands.. and nothing to wipe on.. except on the uniform.. Ridiculous instruction!

But I could only find myself responded submissively: Yes master, Cassandra obey (head bowed slightly)

Master: Good! Now go to sleep!

To be continued:

Next part: First night
Preview:
On now, back in isolated position: In a sweat drenched stuffy uniform, without air con or fan, kneeling blind-folded, with ear-plugs stuck and pacified (at least this time no panties), rough tampons on.. and chained by the neck to keep me in position.. TO SLEEP?

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 2-?: Day 2 Master's Game with 'gal'

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..

Throughout, been forced feed lots of water and 100 plus to keep me hydrated. And all my 'waste'are only allowed at his timing and into the pail. In terms of hygiene, have not bathed since the start, the most was made to rinse white vinegar to clean mouth, not so much for me, but its to clean it to ensure master is serviced with cleanliness..

So, master decided to play a game..

In full school uniform and in high selloto heels (other words in formal school attire), chained by the neck to some overhanging support, just nice such that i could only stand still and cannot bend knee. If in the event I bend, the chain on the neck will create pressure on the neck.. so I was physically forced to stand up even if the heels is uncomfortable.. 

The double cable tied 'braclets' on each hands were again double cable tied together so both hands were bounded together by the wrist in the way my own strength cannot break the ties... the bounded hands, in turn were tied to the chain on the neck in front of me so will look like i placing hands near my face.. 

Then my tongues are forced to stick out, 2 wooden chopsticks were placed like a horse bridle with rubber bands keeping both chopsticks in place.. Both chopstick clamped on the tongue causing discomfort, at the same time it caused me to drool. It also worked as a gag..  (I felt like a horse, imagining if attach to strings, it could be used to instruct to turn my head left right. )

Next, i was blindfolded by the 'goggle blindfold'..The feeling of that blindfold once it was put on was terrible, immediate pitch DARK again! Despite being already placed on me few times, the initial put on really created an instant fear and terrible feeling.. This will never get used to it..  

Next, ear plugs also squeezed into ears so i could barely hear.

At this point, Master instructed: This is a game for you, Cassy.. I call this ESTIMATE TIMING GAME.. You are not supposed to move and make noise until the time I stipulate. At exactly the time, which you have to estimate, you sound off by making noise.. That means addressing me your Master.. .... If you estimate correctly, the game is over, and I let you rest, if you are too early, or late, I will increase the EXISTING TREATMENT I HAVE ON YOU... on top of there, give you more punishments or punishment points or both, my liking.. It will be determined how much you deviate from it...  Clear!?? 

Cassandra (slurring because of the 'bridle'): Yessss Muster.. Cassaadraaaa it clearrrr....

Master: Good.. Now start 3 minutes... 

Immediately, I consciously count in my mind: 1 second, 2 second... 3 second............... (continues).. 1 minute 10 seconds......... (Silence at background) 2 minutes 59 seconds.... 

Cassandra sounded off: Musterrr... 

Master: 3 minutes 50 seconds! You lost! and so far out! Upgrade (with a little singing in the tone)

Master simply lifted up the skirt, pulled down the panty, made me open my legs slightly (cannot open too big because the neck is chained) then he simply forced pull the existing tampons off my anus... Sudden jerk pain and then immediately a relief feeling there.. Sudden empty kind of feeling... (From my count, tampon has been like the 6th or 7th change since I was first inserted with the tampons, master regularly changed it after few hours or if he needed to do anything with the anal hole) 

Next, he inserted a carved ginger shaped like dildo into the anus. THATS FIGGING!.. Immediately, the ginger created an uncomfortable heat sensation. By successive seconds, the heat seems hotter! Oh no if this game continues, my sense of estimation will be harder because of this uncomfort!  

Master: Starting now... 5 mins! 

I tried to count in my mind like before... But somehow, because of the heat, I seems to lost count after like 20 seconds.... I decided to just merely estimate this time... After what felt like 5 minutes, 

Cassandra sounded off: Musterrr... 

Master (loudly with shocking effect): 2 minutes 13 seconds only! More upgrade!.. plus punishment points- 10 points awarded to my girl! 

Because i was in upright positions, master could easily pull up the pinafore and the blouse, and pull up till it covers over my face., then the bra is pulled up.. there, the master began play with the nipples, tickling it... Felt a little high.. also sore feeling (sore from the previous clamps) .. Next, I could hear master clipping binder clips in the air... Instant phobia filled me! The thought of the clip on the nipple is surely scary by now.. The thought of the sharp sore pain! 

He continued to tickle both nipples and periodically stopped to create the sound of the clip in the air.. and contine tickling... Thought of not knowing when the clips will be applied made the experience really unpleasant.. It seems worst then the physical clip when applied on the nipple... 

Despite the instinctive urge of jerking my body up-down during the tickling due to natural erotic high, I managed to controlled myself still.. Probably due to the training from master to keep still (and lots of punishments along with it)... 

By now, both the nipples were well eracted... master still continues the tickle and stop and clip in air and tickle again.. When was he going to clip?????? 

This goes on for minutes... (my estimation).. Until... 

Suddenly CLAMP on both nipples together!! SUDDEN SHARP PAIN!! 

I SCREAMED!!! 

Master: SCREAM!! 40 points into your punishment bucket! 

Hearing that, immediately I silenced! Good training I guessed.. out of fear... But too late.. Pointed awarded.. 

This time, Master used the smallest binder clip in the selection.. Which really created a sharp pain at the tip of the nipples! As usual, Master promptly removed the both the handles of the binder clips..

Then, he pulled back the bra in position and the uniforms pulled back in place.. like before the pain keeps increasing that I struggled and squeezed my legs tight! 

With that action, SUDDEN INCREASED BURNING SENSATION IN THE ANUS! Ouch! Unsqueeze legs... SHARP NIPPLE PAIN WITH nowhere to channel out!! Squeezed legs again! BURN! Unsqueezed, Nipple pain! This keeps repeating.. (Guessed master was enjoying watching) 

Master finally spoke (seems like after few minutes): Give me 3 minutes... 

This time, I did not even bothered to count.... Just focusing on enduring... and roughly somehow.. 

Cassandra sounded: Musterrr... 

Master: 1 minutes ONLY!!! WORST!!! getting bad to WORST!! and moving so much! ... OK!!.. Punishement time!!.. 

Again felt him pulling down the panties again... is he going to cane me?? Already feeling the pain... before the cane... 

Not that this time... Felt his hand pulling the already tucked penis further back... Felt the stretch on the penis.. Then felt him placing a rubber band onto the tip! Immediately in my mind- RUBBER BAND PENIS, SNAPPING PAIN!.. Yes! He twisted the rubber band feel times until I count feel its tightness on the tip..  

Snapping rubber band coming I thought... 

Not yet.. Master placed another rubber band away from the tip and twisted it until it was tight.. Now 2 rubber bands... 

Could feel him pulling the rubber band, snapping coming, I thought, bracing for it! Not again... he placed a chopstick across the 2 rubber bands.. and did the same at the opposite side of the penis.. Then he placed 2 more chopsticks.. 

Ouch!! the sheer pressure from the 4 sticks pressing on the penis was really pain!!! 

Then master pull the chopsticks up and squeezed it in between my butts! Penis now felt VERY STRETCHED, PAIN and TIGHT!! 

Then he pulled back the panties.. and said: OK! See you so pathetic, 1 minute 10 seconds! 

By now, my mind was not even registering... I just simply enduring pains from everywhere... not even thinking of anything except enduring... 

Endure.......... endure....... endure......... 

Until master remarked: You are way past your time girl..... 5 mins already still no sound.. and more so much! 

SNAP! Felt the cane hitting the breast region... Ouch! Nipple pain intensify! (The pain was not so much from the cane, but the clamp being shaken causing the pain) 

Master: So you not interested to play anymore issit? 

SMAP! Hand slapped onto the right breast area! Ouch! 

Master: Who says you can stop playing? 

SMAP! Left area this time... OUCH!! 

Could feel tears roll out of my eyes.. creating a small pool of water within the cavity of the goggle blindfold.. 

I remained silent... 

Master again pulled down the panties and made to move legs up for the master to remove the panties 

(by now, the panties has been badly soiled by 

saliva from previous mouth gagging,

Sweat accumulated from groin region

Residue of some of leaked cum

Slight urine remains from some accidental leak).. 

Once again panties was forced into my mouth, already familiar unpleasant taste... (as usual the mouth also double as a washing machine to clean the panty a little with saliva). 

Then the back of the skirt is uplifted and clip on to the top of pinafore to ensure the butt is well exposed.. 

Master spoke: Well girl! How many you want this time? 

I remained silent, partially because I learned to keep silent by now.. also I was well gagged.. 

Master continued: Silent again?? means my liking.... 

SNAP!! Stroked on! SNAP!! SNAP!!!............................ SNAP!!! Continued like non-stop for awhile... 

Me just well bounded enduring the PAIN!! 

After awhile... the canning finally stopped.. 

Master, as usual, applied little vinegar over the butt.. STINGING!!  Then followed by ointment, Zam buk.. (This was done so that the butt remained cane-able..by minimizing the injury) 

Master spoke: More points for my service to you... Cane and apply ointment!! Let go of the panties! 

I gently opened my mouth bigger.. unable to push it out with my tongue because of the 'bridle'.. 

Master promptly pull it out and as usual: More points for helping you... 

I replied: yet... Muster... 

Master proceed to put back on the panties... pulled it real up.... Then could hear him walked again.. 

What? Again? Walk away and remain me in this state? 

 Immediately, thought came to me, tempted to remove chopstick since my hand was placed so near the face.. although bounded, still could freely move around the facial region.. 

But I did not do it.. well trained... 

Still enduring the PAINSSS.... another other thought was how long??

Will master remove parts of it in his mercy progressive, or eventually free me... or waiting me to beg to be released, for him to give again his super unreasonable conditions which is equivalent to this existing treatment? Which most likely I will accept simply just so for temporary reprieve from the existing pain (which to pay more later)

Seems like I have never really paid back the punishment points, only seems to pay back little to gain much more points...  

Or master simply wants to continue to play with this 'toy on display'... ??

To be continued..