Previously, though enslaved, I was treated with scrupulous
dignity, as an enslaved equal. Having defeated me a second
time, there is a new agenda. For the first time, I have
been forced to taste real shame. And i burn...
Our contest is over. It was a protracted battle, and I
very nearly escaped. But in the end, I was conquered and
reenslaved. And this time, I think the gloves are off
We are down to the final round, winner take all. I hope to
taunt her with my newly won freedom, but we shall see...
Our contest is tied, 2 - 2. But the fifth round is truly
terrible. I am being metaphorically crucified, exhausted,
and am close to being recaptured and re-enslaved. She has
made no specific threats, but her silence is frighteningly
ur the greatest ever!
Thank you Mistress you deserve every penny of mine because
ur the bestest and greratest!
Thank you Mistress for using me its such an honnor.
One runs short of superlatives. This woman is inventive,
original and unexpected....every single time. I still
anticipate each contact as if it were our first.
Backpacking. It used to be my moment of greatest freedom.
Now it is forfeit to the Mistress, and licensed, rationed
and paid for. This is no typical mistress, this is a
I know you have all sorts of skeletons in your closet. Don't worry... your darkest, filthiest secrets and thoughts are safe with Me. (For a hefty price!) Contribute to My greed and egomania. Confess your sins, and face the consequences. I will extract personal, sexual, deviant information in our conversations, and then use it all against you in full force!