So far, I’ve written about how wonderful my Master is. How generous he can be. But, that is not all he is. I am not always the good girl I make myself out to be. Sometimes I do things which disappoint, or otherwise cause my Master grief. In these instances, he punishment is harsh and painful (not to mention exciting as all HELL). Early on, soon after I took his collar, one such occurrence happened. I won’t go into the details of my offense. The transgression I committed doesn’t really matter.
{6 November, 2008}
Bad girl…bad, bad girl
{22 October, 2008}
Glorious Morning
When I woke up, my Master was gone. He’d left early. I wasn’t sure where he was. He doesn’t tell me these things normally. Master’s business, is his business, and it is not my place to inquire. He is not an overly secretive man. He doesn’t hide things (as far as I know), and I’m certain that if I were to ask him, he would come right out and tell me were he was, and what he was doing. I don’t ask, because, as I said, I don’t believe it is a slave’s place to nag her Master about where he goes, and what he does. I got up, and dressed in my favorite red silks. I like the way the feel swishing around my legs and arms. I like the deep red color, it brings out the reddish tan in my skin.
{29 January, 2008}
My Gorgeous Pet
As I was looking for someone to thoroughly and completely abuse and humiliate me, I popped into the Heaven & Hell BDSM site. This place is great, a bit laggy, but they have a full range of awesome stuff. The only problem is that I almost never see anyone around there. But today I was kind of lucky. Ok, first, a bit about the place if you haven’t been there. They have a huge area with several different rooms. And when I say rooms, I really mean areas about the size of a high school gymnasium (relatively speaking of course). There is one for Bondage, one for Torture, a Prison, a Room of Beds for loving, a Dolcette Room (for eating), a Bathroom for…er…bathrooming (not that there is anything wrong with that) and I think a couple of others that I can’t quite remember what they are at this particular moment.
They also have a maze down underneath it all for capture role playing. There is an entire Sim in SL dedicated to this, it is called CARP. I spent some time there early on, but it was extremely laggy, and the games just didn’t seem to suit me. The idea was you would go into the maze and people would chase you. When they caught you, you would have to remove an article of clothing. So when you are completely naked, I guess you loose. Big whoop. The maze at Heaven & Hell is run different. The rules are, you go down into the maze, you are chased, captured and then the captor does whatever the hell he wants with you. Much more my kind of maze. Sad thing is, there is almost never anyone there.
{21 October, 2007}
My Master?
I was bored and popped into Bondage Sex Dungeon (between the time I experience this, and now, the location has closed down 
) to see what was going on. The place is usually pretty busy, but I have to admit, mostly with n00bs. But they have a thing there called “The Real Slut: A Living Breathing Sex Doll.” It works like this, you get into it, and it shrink wraps you and puts you on display. Others can come by and kind of ‘try’ the merchandise. They can stick their fist in you, fondle your tits, or have your pussy probed. The device gives you a “brain implant” and when someone buys you, they have the controller, and can control what you do.
I had seen them around, but never actually used it, and I thought since I was mostly bored, I’d give it a try, so I got into one and put myself on display and for sale. I didn’t know it at the time, but when someone buys you, you get L$100. I don’t know how much it costs to buy someone though, maybe I’ll try it sometime and if I do, I’ll let you all know.
Anyway, this guy came up and was playing with the display. Oh, and this guy was a sight! He was tall, and broad and dark. He was wearing a suit, and leather arm bands! Oh, he looked so hot!
He reached up and groped my soft breasts. I moaned softly, feeling my nipples grow hard. He roughly squeezed my tits and seemed almost disappointed.
