7 comments/ 19345 views/ 14 favorites Land Of O Ch. 01 By: gdbong 'Where...am...I...' As my eyes slowly adapts to the bright light shining above me, I look around in attempt to assess the current situation I am in but to no avail. Apart from the single spotlight above my head, I was surrounded by darkness, bound to a chair with my hands tied behind the chair together and each ankle to each of the chair legs. Finally grasping the situation, I started to panic as I struggle to free myself from the bondage while screaming for help. "Welcome to the Land of O." A deep voice shut me silent. Land of O? Just exactly where am I?!! What and why are they doing this to me?!! And what did I do to get myself captured all the way here?!! I tried hard to think back on what I've done to be here but before I could think of something, the voice cut my train of thoughts. "I'm glad to see you flustered." The mysterious voice said before letting out a deep chuckle. "Who...who are you? Where am I?" I barely let out. Without an answer, I felt the bonds around my wrist and ankles loosen but had no chance to escape when four men dressed in black hooded robe and had a mask on their face exposing only their eyes pin me to the ground and stripped me out of my clothes. Once I was naked, the four of them each grab one of my limbs that was in protest mode and bound me to a gynecologist chair with my back straight and my legs were spread so wide I didn't knew was possible. To prevent me from covering myself up, my hands were bond to the chair handle, leaving me vulnerable with my lady bits exposed. "Slut 14031 ready for auction." One of the men announced with his low and bass like voice and with that a strong ray of light shine on my exposed body. The light was too bright for me to open my eyes but I could hear roaring claps from around. A moment later the light tame down a little and that was when I notice that I was being exhibited on a stage in a small room that could hold up to 50 people and a small audience of approximately ten in similar hooded robes as the men who were with me on stage but instead they were in ruby colored robes and gold colored mask. "Let me go!!" I screamed as I tried to break away from the bounds but to no avail. I then felted a ball gag being forced into my mouth with the restraints being tied tightly behind my head by one of the guys on stage to prevent me from screaming again. "Gentleman I present to you Slut 14031." The man that first greeted me over the speakers said and once again I receive another round of applause from the audience. "Slut 14031, age 22, height 5'3, 36 bust cup size B 26 waist 36 hips, no longer a virgin with no experience in BDSM. Any questions before we move on with the test gentleman? If not, let the test begin." The guy announced and claps from the crowd signals the start of the test. Two screens in the hall, one behind me on the stage walls and the other in front of me was turned on and I could see how vulnerable I was being all bound up. I was already wet and embarrassed from being exposed to an audience and had my private statistics read out loud, seeing myself on the screen brought tears to my eye. What brought me to a sobbing mess was when two of the black robe guys on each of my side pull my labia lips apart, exposing my precious cherry to the audience through a close up shot that was being caught on cameras and being shown on the screens real time. I was then stripped off the mouth gag, which I understood soon later was for the audience to hear my moans, and a guy proceeding to fondle my nipples with his leather gloved hands till they were hard and sensitive. "Clock." The fourth guy said and it was only then did I notice that he was between my legs so close to my crotch I could feel his breathe as he assess my arousal. "2 minutes 3 seconds." He announced the timing that was also reflected on a timer clock placed beside my chair. Whispers could be heard from the audience and it made me both curious and embarrassed that I was being assessed but didn't know what the timing meant. The man on stage started moving and one of them came over with a bright red lipstick, applying it on my lips and move away while another exhibited the longest dildo I've ever seen in my life to the audience. When no opposition was raise, the guy with the dildo came over to me and soon enough the dildo was down my throat till I gag and can't hold it in anymore. The dildo was then released from my mouth and another man joined him to hold the other end of the dildo so that it was parallel to the ground at my eye level and the same guy who was assessing me came over with a ruler and measured the dildo from it's tip to the red lipstick mark. "4.5 inch" he announced, making me blush as the whispers amongst the audience got louder but still it was hard to make out what they were saying. Moving on the man who shove the dildo down my throat then positioned himself in between my legs, causing me to struggle in my bonds but to no avail noticing what he was about to do to me. Without a warning, he shove the dildo into me, causing me to scream in pain as it wasn't properly lubricated apart from the small amount of saliva that lubricated it when it was in my mouth for a short period of time and well, it has been some time since I last had a cork in me. Another man came over to mark the dildo before it was being pulled out of me with a loud popping sound that echoed around the hall and once again the length was measured. "5 inch" the assessor announced. The dildo was now lubricated in front of the audience and before I know it the guy holding to the dildo squat between my legs and rubbed the head of the dildo against my slit. I tried my best to suppress my moans as the last resort to keeping my dignity but all was gone when he started ramming it mercilessly into me. At first I found myself screaming for him to stop the assault and that it hurt but after some time I realize that it was of no use. Noticing that I have let my guard down, the guy now trusted the dildo into me in a sensuous way, making me moan without shame. Some time later I came and honestly it was the most intense orgasm I felt since born with my whole body trembling so hard that the chair screech against the floor due to my movements. I even squirt, something that I thought only happen in pornography and was staged, and for a moment my sight was white. "40 minutes" the assessor read off the clock and upon noticing that the audience have acknowledge the timing, a workbench was being carried out to the stage and I was being released from the chair for a moment and bounded once again, this time with me on my fours, torso against the workbench so that it supported my shaking body up and my butt facing the audience. I felt my butt cheeks being separated by two of the guys, exposing my butthole and through the screen, I could see my butthole in close up, something that I didn't expect myself to see in my entire life and it felt new actually to see my butthole. "No anal experiences confirm." The assessor announced out loud after staring at my butthole, making me blush and soon enough I felt the world spinning, only to realize that the stage I was on had a round platform that could turn. "Gentleman once again I present you Slut 14031, arousal 2 minutes 3 seconds, deep throat 4.5 inch, vagina 5 inch, comes in 40 minutes and have no anal experience. The auction would begin in 20 minutes time. Gentleman please." The guy over the speakers announced and I see the audience getting up from their seats and making their way to me. For 20 minutes, I was being grouped, slapped and had my mouth, butt cheeks and pussy lips forced open while the males assessed my body personally. It brought me to tears and my protest was muffled as I was once again put on mouth gag. Never had I have so many men touch me all at once and although I felt disgusted, I wouldn't deny the fact that I was aroused as well. After the 20 minutes have gone, the auction begins. The men have returned to their seats and I had a spotlight shined on me as well as a pair of headphones with loud moaning sounds to ensure that I do not hear nor see the entire auction process and at the same time keeping me aroused. The auction came to an end when the headphones were lifted off my ears and I heard that I was being successfully auctioned off to Master K. A round of applause was heard and a man in red robe got up the stage and stood beside me as he thank the crowd for his successful bid. The crowd now was loud as they shouted off their congrats and good luck for getting a bitch like me. I was released from my bounds and immediately the guy whom I presume is Master K grab my by my crotch and lifted me up carried me up with one hand to put me on his broad shoulders with my butt facing the audience. A few slaps against my already red butt earn him cheers and soon we disappeared into a small room that I was originally in before I was being brought to the stage and was thrown roughly to the ground. "From today onwards, he would be your Master. His orders are on behalf of the academy and you are expected to perform without defiance. That's all from me today and I hope that the next time I get to see you, you would be well-trained and leave this place as an obedient slave." The voice over the speakers said and then it was silent. I could feel Master K's eyes on me as he squat down and pulled my hair tightly in his hands, making me whine in pain as I tried to move closer to him so as to release the tension against my scalp. "Before we leave this place let me first lay a number of rules you are expected to adhere to" Master K said. Now that I started to calm down I notice that his voice wasn't that different from the one heard over the speakers as well as the assessor. Deep, soothing, yet at the same time do dominating. It's almost as if it's a requirement for you to have such a voice to be able to work here. "Rule number 1, you are to address me as Master at all times, Master K when there's another Master around. Rule number 2, you no longer have rights to your body. During the training period, your body belongs to me, your Master. As such, you are not allowed to speak, eat, and act without my permission. Rule number 3, you are no longer a person but an object, an item. As such, you are not to use I, my, me, mine to refer to yourself. Always use the 3rd party narrative such as Master's slut, Master's or this slut. Rule number 4, no does not belongs to the dictionary, as such it would not be heard. Rule number 5, you are to adhere completely to all of my commands and instructions as defiance would threaten your safety. Failure to comply with any of these rules would see you being punished. As such please keep all of these at the back of your head. More rules would be laid when we arrive at the house. Any questions before we move on?" At this point of time I'm too stunned to speak. Since born, I have never taken rules seriously, although at the same time that doesn't mean I have broken any major rules. Rules 1, 4 and 5 are minor but number 2 and 3 is really overwhelming. No rights to my body? Nothing but an object? These have got to be the most degrading things I've ever heard, and trainings have yet to start. How bad would it be if we were actually carrying such actions out? "Rule number 6, silence is not to be tolerated." "No." "Rule number 7, always end your sentence with Master." "No Master." "Very well." He said as he release my hair and took out a lease as well as a collar from beneath his robe. He first put the collar around my neck and I notice that on the collar there is a letter K pendant in gold with diamonds on top while the collar itself is in black. "The collar is to be worn at all times unless when bathing and as instructed. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes Master" my voice trembled in response. "Rule number 8, you do not look at me or anyone, even if they are of lower status, in the eyes. Unless you are being told to do so, always keep your eyes on the ground. Do you understand?" "Yes Master." I said as I quickly divert my eyes to the ground. Following which, he tied my wrist together to a chain leash and I was commanded to stand on my feet. I was then asked to march on the spot, and was corrected numerous times until my face was facing the front, my eyes down casted, breast trust out with confidence and my legs in perfect 90 degrees angle when I bring them up. "Let's not keep everyone waiting. And I expect you to do me proud. Don't make me punish you in public so keep those legs up and walk with pride." He said as he pulls the leash and lead me out of the room. As we got out of the gates, loud cheers were heard and that was only when did I notice that there were at least hundreds of people welcoming me to the Land of O. Some of them were naked and had their collars on like me, some were in casual clothing, whom I presume were the Masters of those slaves and some were in various uniforms from doctor coats to police uniforms. "I declare Slut 14031 mine." Master K announced and everyone cheered for him. Following the declaration, I was being pulled on the leash by my Master as he lead us down the stairs and into the crowd which gave way to us like Moses Miracle. As we walk through the crowd everyone including the slaves around were discussing about me and my Master. "Master K chose her?" "Is she going to go through Training K?" "Of course she's going to go through Training K! She's such an unlucky girl to be bought by Master K" "Maybe her attitude is that bad that no Master can subdue her and Master K have no choice but to take her under his discipline." "I wonder how long she would survive." "I bet she wouldn't survive more than 4 days." "Poor girl." "She's definitely going to suffer under Master K." Listening carefully to the comments made, I realize that all of them seem to pity me and think that I wouldn't be able to survive. And what is this Training K that they are talking about? Noticing that I was slowing down, Master K jerks the leash forward and I quickly catch up, walking pass more people until we arrive in front of huge gates that open up for us. I notice that Master K's house is one of the few houses in this village that is surrounded by stonewalls so high that people from the outside can't see what is going on at the first floor. Upon entering, a lady who looks like she's in her 60s greeted Master K who handed the leash over to her and commented that he would be in the study and that I am to be handed over to him immediately once she's done. The lady agreed and led me to the basement of the house into what seems like a dungeon with 3 rooms at the end. I was being brought to the room on the right labeled 'CLASSROOM/ INTERROGATION' and was told to take a sit at the desk. "Relax I'm not going to eat you up. You can talk to me freely." The lady said. "I'm Mary, the only person in this village you can talk to like a normal person so speak while you can." She said and when she notices that I'm still in a state of shock and embarrassment she just gave me a smile. "It's alright everyone who first came to the village with no experience are like you. We'll get you warmed up and trust me you would be asking me tons of questions later that I might shut you up." She said, giggling a little. "Anyway welcome to the Land of O. The Land of O is a little island that belongs to no particular country and is not covered by any country's legislation, although we do have our own laws here at the Land of O, which I would briefly let you on in just a while. So if you see here this is the Land of O." She said as she turn on the screen and the map of Land of O can be clearly seen. "You just came from the City Hall." She said, clicking to this building at the entrance of the village. "The City Hall is where all administrative and legislative works is being processed. The City Hall also host auctions for Masters to pick up new slaves like you, auction off unwanted slaves and even to fight for one another's slaves. There is also a court within the City Hall to impose heavier punishments for lawbreakers. In the middle of the village we have the Punishment Park where public punishments are being held." "We have a Police Station and jails for escaping and law breaking slaves, as well as Hospitals for injured slaves. Trainings in the Land of O last for 30 days before you guys are being shipped back home but if at any point of time when slaves are to serve time in jail, under custody by the police, or hospitalized, the time spent away from their Master and training would be doubled and sometimes tripled depending on the situation. For example if by any chance you were to be hospitalized for 4 days, you would not be graduating on the 30th day but earliest on the 38th day as you would have to compensate 8 days to make up for the 4 days you disappointed your Master as well as breaking the promise to stay fit during the training. As such try to stay away from all of these if you would want to go home fast." "There are also restaurants, shops and other entertainment venues such as the bar, club and theater within the village. Hopefully you would get a chance to visit these places with your Master although most of the time you would be spending your time in this house. Any questions before I move on?" "So I get to go home in 30 days?" I ask, trying not to tear up against all these terrifying news. "Maybe yes maybe no. When you get to go home depends on you." "Me?" "Some slaves have deliberately get into trouble so that they get to prolong their stay here, others beg their Masters to keep them longer and some even forever. However in the case of Master K..." She pauses as if contemplating if she should let me know on the news she had in mind. "I have been working with Master K for years but never have I seen a slave graduate under him." "Never?" "Yes never." "Does this have something to do with...Training K?" "How do you know about Training K? Master K told you?" She asked in shock. "Many people on the way were talking about it." I said timidly. "Yes they never got to graduate due to Training K. All of them were banished from the village." "Banished? What happened?" "You see...Master K is known for his notorious training program known as Training K. No one have actually seen how the program is being held apart from his slaves but judging how his slaves ended up there were many rumors saying that it's a training worst than hell." "What happened to his ex-slaves?" "I am not allowed to disclose details but all of them went through physical and mental help, some even counseling for attempt suicide before they were being banished from the village." "Suicide?!!" "Apparently they said death was 100 times better than those torturous trainings Master K have for them." She said making me shake and upon noticing she held my hands together. "Please don't let me scare you with my words. Although Master K's trainings are harsh, he would only auction for slaves he think that can make it and do him proud. As a matter of fact, all of his ex-slave could have excelled but they were weak in their heads. They decided to surrender to themselves. And let me be very honest with you, not only me but everyone who have worked with Master K and his ex-slaves saw your auction process earlier and knew that you were the one for Master K, that you are going to be the first honorary slave to graduate under Master K. Besides the Masters who were at the auction were fiercely fighting to make you theirs but Master K bought you with the highest bid ever offered in the Land of O, that shows that he have faith in you so have faith in yourself, give him your trust and when you graduate, I am sure that you would thank Master K wholeheartedly for his trainings." Land Of O Ch. 01 "Shall I bring you around the house?" She asks with a kind smile as she came over me to give me a pat on my head as she led me out of the classroom. "If you are asked to follow anyone, be it your Master or the officials without giving you the command to march, you are to keep your arms cross behind your back, palms wrapping your elbow, and remain 3 steps behind the person on the left. Understood?" "Understood." "The room you just step out of is the interrogation room as well as classroom. The other door opens to a washroom and this main hall is the dungeon. Some of your trainings, as well as events would be held there. And this room..." She said as she leads me to the third door. "This is the punishment room. I am unable to show you now as punishment rooms are off the bounds to everyone except the Master and his slave. Only Master K has the keys to this room and I believe he would give you a tour in there soon. Alright let's go up." Emerging from the flight of stairs, we arrive at a rather normal looking house I would say; carpeted living room and dining area, open concept kitchen, a toilet and a small little utility room filled with cleaning equipment. There is also a door at the back that opens to the backyard. Coming up from the stairs and stepping into the hall on the second level, there are 2 doors, one in front of the stairs and the other on my left. I was expecting my room to the left but it turns out to be my Master's study room cum gym. As mentioned earlier, Master was spotted in his study room and as we went in for the tour, Mary informed him that she would be wrapping up her tour but was told to leave by Master K who said that he would take over the tour. To the right of Master's study room was a door that is connected to Master's bedroom, which is accessible through the middle door from the hall. The Master's bedroom was huge, complete with a four-poster bed, walk in closet and en-suite bathroom equipped with a bathtub and Jacuzzi. However, what caught my attention was this wall directly opposite the bed that was totally transparent and made of glass to the right on the main door. "That's your room." He says upon noticing my 'interest' in what's opposite. I was too shock for words as he scans his thumbprint on this machine on the wall and unlock this glass door shortly afterwards. He leads me through the glass door and into my room for the month. Although it's a smaller room compared to even Master's study room, I notice how it was fully equipped, yet at the same time I had totally no privacy at all. There is a bathroom fully equipped with a standing shower; toilet and a huge counter top sink on the left side of the glass door separated by glass walls from the bedroom while the remaining area of the bedroom fits a single bed, flat top chest and a single sofa chair in front of the bed and that's it since Master say that I wouldn't be spending much time in here apart from sleeping. Apart from the bathroom, the bedroom is fully exposed too as I notice the wall separating the hall was now see through. Remembering that when I was outside at the hall I didn't notice a transparent wall, Master explained that the wall separating the hall and the room comes with a special technology that works three ways; the first two is kind of like mirrors in interrogation rooms whereby one end sees a mirror while the other can see completely what's on the other end, so it could be that I am able to look out to the hall while those outside see nothing but a wall, or I would be looking at a concrete wall but in fact everyone in the hall can see what I'm doing in the room, and the third is that it acts like a glass wall where I can see what's happening outside and anyone in the hall can see me too. With this wall, my Master is able to see me do whatever I am doing as he climbs up the stairs, walk into his rooms as well as me washing up and relieving myself. The only wall that wasn't made of glass in this room was the one parallel to the hall wall, as glass walls alone can't support the roof above our heads. "There's one more floor up." He said as we made our way up to see what looks like a dining area and a kitchen at the end. "This is the upper floor. When I have important guest coming, meals would be served here, and we'll all have fun." He smirked. "I believe Mary has yet to show you the punishment room?" "No Master." "Follow." I was once again being led down to the dungeon and then to the punishment room. Master K scanned his thumbprint to unlock the first security before producing a key to unlock the door. Opening the door, he signals for me to enter before him and I was told to explore the room as he stood by the doorframe after turning on the dim lights to the room. Chills ran down my spine as I force myself to look at every single detail in this room. There were rings on the walls, rings in the ceiling, tons of furniture like a huge cross with rings on each ends and the wooden horse and an array of canes, whips and flogging equipment hanging on the wall. I'm sure that there is also a stash of toys that is being kept in the cabinet against the wall. Apart from that there are also cages of various sizes. "What do you think of this room?" He whispered into my ears as I ended my tour around the room and made my way to him, where he caressed my face, then move his hands down my arms as if trying to keep me warm. "Very intimidating Master" "Will I be expecting obedience from you then?" "Yes Master." "Confidence~ confidence~" He sang a little with a smile on his face as he close the door. I know I am bound to be sent here at least once, maybe I shouldn't have given such a definite answer to my Master but instead reply that I would try my best. "I believe Mary has briefed you on everything you need to know about the Land of O, and hopefully she did mention something about me." He said and smirks when he notices me shake a little "Any other questions regarding the house and town?" "No Master." "Now for my set of rules as well as things about the Land of O that I have to specifically brief you about. First of all, the Land of O restricts safe word." "What?!!" I let out and immediately cover my mouth with my hands before I apologize to my Master. "Sorry Master." "Slap your lips and end it with your apology till I say stop." He gave me a serious stare as I immediately brought my hands up and alternates the slaps with my sorry. *smack* "Sorry Master" *smack* "Sorry Master" *smack* "Sorry Master" It was only when my lips felt numb did Master than gave me the command to stop. "The Land of O expects you to trust your Master and submit at all cost. We have sluts who faint and even have to be sent to the Hospital because of this but you have to have faith in me and all the Masters here at the Land of O, trust our years of experience training subs that we would stop when you are at your limit. Also have faith in yourself that you would be able to take whatever your Master has up for you. Those sluts that faint have no faith and gave up their trainings." "And now for my rules. I hope you wouldn't be one of those weak sluts for if you are to be admitted into the Hospital as being admitted would earn you a tainted record and even be kicked out of the program, never to be able to enroll again and have to live your live as a slut. If you're lucky and is released from the Hospital without being banished, you life would be like your tainted record and I would not give in to you just because you're weak, in fact trust me that I would make you even stronger so that this wouldn't happen again." "In terms of banishment I believe Mary had brief you on that. A slut is banished if they do not recover from the hospital within 5 days. But banishment is not that simple. Banished slaves would be branded with a hot iron-branding rod while these useless slaves' name and picture would be in our Hall of Shame and you would be known as a bad example to all sluts and even alumni slaves. We have sluts who come beg us to train them again and to lift them off the Hall of Shame after they have been teased by alumni when they spot them on the streets, either by recognizing them on the Hall of Shame or from the special banish branding." "Banished sluts would also have to pay back 2 times the amount of money that the Master bid on them only through acts of prostitution in our prostitution business around the World through random postings as well as participation in our pornography recordings. We have sluts who have been sent to war-torn areas to feed those hungry and deprived soldiers as well as an ex-slut of mine that have been taking 12 customers a day for almost 2 years, serving in a parlor in a well-known city and is one of the highest place we charge customers for raping them, yet that slut have yet to pay off even 1/10 of what I spent on bidding for that useless excuse, much more double the price. Are you going to be a weak slut and choose to suffer for years?" "No Master." "As such I require 2 hours of gym from you every single day. It wouldn't be easy, even for a gym rat, but I expect you to do it. There is no fix time in your schedule for gym. If you're lucky and I have got something to settle in the day, I might get you exercising in the gym while I work in the study room. However if there isn't time in the day, and night due to gym, you are still require to fulfill the hours even after your tiring trainings do I make myself clear?" "Yes Master." "I expect daily attendance in the gym. However if for some reason you can't fulfill that little command, either fully or partially in a sense where you only did even 1 hour and 59 minutes, you are to compensate 2 full hours the following day, on top of your daily requirements making it 4 hours that day, but this time with a trainer for a even tighter and tiring routine to make up for the missed time. Also for your future gym time, you are to practice the new routine as missing of gym time indicates that you're too weak to catch up with my trainings. Understood?" "Yes Master." "Oh and one more thing. Additional expenses such as hiring of trainers, in-house doctors and nurses, hospital bills as well as purchases are considered your debts. If you're banished this cost would be added to the bid amount and then be doubled as your final debt. While in course and out of training hours, you may request to pay back your debts by taking up some jobs in the village. If upon graduation you still have not clear your debts, you would be put on auction and another Master might decide to bid for you, however that means a new round of 30 days training and maybe more debts, which builds on your remaning debt. But if you're lucky, you might just be allowed to stay in the village without a Master and get some jobs here and there until you pay back your debts. Then again having no Master means you belong to no one but the public and everyone including slaves and sluts in training are free to use you, or as I would say rape you and there is nothing you can do." "The trainer is coming in later tonight when you're done with trainings today. The first training is compulsory so it wouldn't be charge under you. I have more rules for you but I'm getting bored talking. Shall we start with the trainings today so that you might get a chance to catch a wink tonight?" He asked with a smirk. "Yes Master." "Follow me." He said as he now lead me to the washroom. The public toilet was bright, unlike the dark dungeon, with a row of urinal, bathroom stalls and a mirror wall. Master made me stand facing the walls with my legs at shoulder width, my palms behind my neck with straight forearms while my nose, breast, knees and toes are to touch the toilet walls. I hear him pull something into the middle of the room and get something out of the cabinet at the side before he called me over. "Have you administered an enema before?" He asks, throwing the towel to the side and I remain in my position since I haven't gotten his permission to get up. "Only once Master." "You are to be clean whenever you present yourself to me in the morning. As such you would need to give yourself an enema at least twice a day. Since it's orientation today I'll help you with it but from tomorrow onwards you are to take the initiative. There's a kit ready in your washroom." Maybe it has been quite some time since my last enema, it was rather uncomfortable and I couldn't keep it in long enough then my Master expected even from a beginner as he experience his disappointment in front of my face. Even when he threatens me with punishment, I could only keep it in me longest for 10 minutes, 5 minutes short of his expectations. As such, I receive my first homework for the training, which is to train myself to hold on longer and I was to record it in a logbook and report to Master every morning on the timings. "Move." He says as he leads me outside to the dungeon. "Your postures are all messed up, or should I say you have no idea how a slut should present themselves. As such your first lesson would be on postures and I expect you to move into your position as soon as I give my command." He said as he drag a chair and sat in front of me. "Remember, your back is to be straight, breast and pussy to be trusted out regardless of whichever position unless otherwise stated." "Posture 1, also known as the 'Stand and Present' posture. Legs shoulder wide, palm wrapping your neck, forearms straight so that your arm is at 45 degree to your shoulders. What are you waiting for? Get into position!" He said and I did as told." "Posture 2 'Present' is similar to posture one. Go on your knees, butt resting on your heel. Spread your leg as much as possible to expose your pussy. Keep your hands the same." "Posture 3 is the 'Instructions' or 'Park' posture. Just bring your hands down to rest on your thighs, palms facing up." "Posture 4 is the 'Furniture' posture. Go doggy style kneeling on the ground supporting your body with only your forearms and knee. When I'm sitting and giving the command 'stool', you are to present yourself like this with your butt facing me while for command 'table' you are to present yourself parallel to the where I'm sitting." "As for Posture 5, which is also known as 'Hair', you are to bow from the waist 90 degrees with hands behind above your butt." "Posture 6 is for you to lie on your 'Belly', hands to your side with legs spread as wide as possible." "Posture 7 'Back', same as posture 6, the only difference is that you would be on your back." "Posture 8 is the 'Dog' position. Similar to Posture 4, your palm instead is supporting your weight now instead of your forearms. Legs spread wide." "Posture 9 is the 'Display pussy' command. Lie on your back, legs spread wide and hands to spread your pussy lips. A similar command 'Bridge' would see you displaying your pussy by raising your hips so that your knee is 45degrees from your knee. Your arm is to be on the ground by your body as a form of support." "Posture 10 is the 'Display rectum' command. You are to go on your knees, shoulders and chest against the ground, and to bring your hands to the back to spread your butt cheeks and expose your rectum." "Posture 11 is the 'Punishment' position. Bend you waist down and hold each of your ankles with your hands. You are allowed to adjust how wide you open your leg to balance your body." "Last but not lease posture 12 is the 'Whipping' posture. Kneeling on the ground, you bring your shoulders to your knees and arch your back. You are rest your hand on the ground above your head, palms up." "These are the 12 slave postures. Of course there are other postures you would need to be in but I would give separate instructions for that while these are the basic 12 that you would commanded to be in most of the time. There are also basic commands such as "on your toes" where you lift your heels up like a ballerina and the basic "return" command. The complete list can be found in your slave handbook which I would pass it to you later." "It is a must to keep these postures and commands at the back of your head. If you were unable to get into position or respond to the commands accordingly, you would be punished. Also I would recommend you to practice your postures, be it this 12 basic postures or any postures that I instruct you into whenever you are free so that you wouldn't get tired easily. " "Posture 1" He command and since it was the first posture I remembered clearly and immediately went into position. "Very well." He says as he came towards me and started fondling my breast, then to my nipples till they are erect and aching. After which, he move his hands down to my pussy and started messaging me alternatively against my clit and outside on my pussy lips. All this while I was moaning like a wild beast as he fires my body up. "On the table posture 10." He said. Ok now I'm confused. Not wanting my Master to find out, I quickly made my way onto the table first. "You have displayed your breast and pussy. What next?" He helps me and once I remember I quickly went into position. "You can't remember? Even when it has only been such a short time and no remorse is express?" "This slut is sorry Master." I said and I could feel my whole body heating up from calling myself a slut. This is going to be hard. "Never do anything you would be sorry for, for you would be in a sorry state in the end. Spread those cheeks." He said as I close my eyes, tears threatening to fall, as I felt embarrassed from making a mistake as well as from his harsh words. "Never do anything you would be sorry for." He said and I immediately felt something cold against my butt hole. After coating me with an unknown liquid that I'm unsure of since I can't see, I felt something pressing into my butt hole and I immediately let out a scream, tears falling down like a broken tap. "It hurts Master! Please stop! I'm sorry!" I scream, my hands letting go of my butt cheeks as I try to pull his hand away from my ass but to no avail as he continues to penetrate me from the back. It felt as if he was ripping my butt open with two hands but in actual fact he was only inserting his pinky finger up first joint deep since he knew I have never ever experience anal sex before. "Spread those cheeks or you would be even sorry." He said as I quickly return my hands to my cheeks but soon let go when it hurt too much. 5 minutes felt like an hour as he continue to push his pinky finger deeper and deeper, out then in again and as soon as his fingers left my hole I was in a weeping mess. My legs were trembling and I immediately collapse onto the table I was on. "Did I say you could return?" "No Master." I weep as I pick my shaking body up and tried to get into position again, failing 2 to 3 times as my legs kept giving me away and it was only then did master gave me the return command. "Let this be a lesson learn. As it is your first day I'm not going to punish you for asking me to stop, not staying in position, attempting to stop the punishment and even failure to thank me for the punishment. If you are already officially in training, I would have went ahead with the punishment until you return to your position or impose a heavier punishment. Understand?" "Yes Master." I almost whispered. "What is it? I can't hear you." "Yes Master." I said with all the energy that I have left. Before I collapse, I felt Master carrying me in his arms. Waking up, I see myself in my room on my bed, and there's Master was in the sofa chair looking at me sleep. On reflex, I quickly kneeled on the bed in posture 3, waiting for his instructions. "It hurts doesn't it?" "Yes Master." "How do you feel? Be honest. You are on low protocol." I was told that there would be two kinds of protocol, low whereby I'm free to express my opinions, feelings and even suggestions using the first person narrative which is usually used at the end of the week during evaluation time; while high is all times where I have no rights to talk. Land Of O Ch. 01 "It feels like my bottom is being ripped open. I wanted to stop it cause it hurts so bad. And there was no safe word to rely on." "Do you really need a safe word? Are you so insecure with yourself that you wouldn't be able to meet my requirements and disappoint me? Did you come here to disappoint me?" "No Master." "Then what's the point of a safe word?" He asked. "There is no point Master." "Looks like you are in line with the Land of O's believe. That's good cause I don't want you to be another slut of mine to be registered in the Hall of Shame." "Anyway just to let you know I wasn't even using a dildo earlier on you but my pinky finger. That's how tight you are." He said as he shows me his pinky finger. "I am sorry Master." I hang my head in disgrace. "For?" "For disappointing, Master." "Why do you think I was disappointed?" He asks. "Because...because I couldn't even take your finger in my ass and ended up fainting Master. Fainting is a sign of weakness and Master do not tolerate weakness in his slut Master." "You're right." He said as he walk towards me and pat me on the head. "Fainting IS a sign of weakness and definitely cannot be tolerated. It was a test, a test to see how much you can take in your ass. Honestly speaking I am very disappointed in your condition, but being that tight gives me the adrenaline to break you. Doesn't double penetration in the back sound interesting?" "D...double penetration Master?" "You can do it. I see the potential in you." He says as he lifted my chin so that he could look at me in the eyes. "Look at me slut." He commands making me shift my eyes but couldn't sustain looking in his eyes for long. "When I say you can, you can. And I expect you to perform. Clear?" "Yes Master." "And I also hope you realize that a slut should never, NEVER EVER, disobey her Master at all times." "This slut would be an obedient slut to you Master." "The night is still young and we've still got tons of things left undone because you went weak slut. Posture 2, dungeon, NOW!" He says and I know I'm back on high protocol again. "Yes Master." I said as I got off the bed and walk towards the glass door to find that it's locked. "You got a problem there slut?" He says giving me a smirk. "This slut can't open the door Master." "Cause that's not even your door." He says making me turn my head and follow his eyes to finally notice that a pet door exist in the room. Now I know why he had his fingerprint scanned to unlock the glass doors. I'm expected to enter my room only through the pet door. I immediately drop to my knees and crawl pass him to get to the pet door. I realize how degrading, yet excited am I to crawl through the pet door. Once in the dungeon I immediately got into position, with Master entering shortly after me. With no further instructions given to me, I continue in my position while I hear Master preparing behind my back. The anticipation was really driving me crazy, knowing that it's going to be something new again but I can't satisfy my curiosity for I'm not allowed to move and turn around to see what my Master was doing without permission. "Punishment" Master says and I immediately got into position. I realize that Master is actually feeding to my curiosity by giving the command punishment instead of posture number 11, and right now I'm heating up, knowing that most probably what we're going to do now is to try on the canes and flogs. "What a view." He says and I assume Master has finally gotten all the props required and have turn around to see me in position. He shocked me a little, causing me to tense up when he suddenly fondling my pussy as I didn't hear him coming. He continues fondling me as he threw whatever was in his hands in between my legs. "Tell me. What do you see?" He asks. "2 canes, 2..." "Always be specific slut." "1 thick cane, 1 thin cane, 1...ahhhh" I moan as he increases the speed of his hand against my womanhood. "I don't see an ahhhh in there." He teases me, making my cheeks go red on top of the circulation that is accumulating in my face as my brain is facing the ground. "1 flog" I continue but was stop by him. "Never pick up from where you stop." "1 thick cane, 1 thin cane, 1 flog, 1...1 paddle, and 1 belt Master." He says as I try to suppress my moans and when he removes his fingers I was whining a little at the loss. "Very well. Just to let you know I've serious issues with OCD." He said as he place his fingers in front of my lips, and I could see how wet I was in just a short time. "Clean me up slut." When I open my mouth, he trusted his fingers into my mouth and I was forced to use my tongue to lick him clean while he dig deeper into my mouth, making me choke a little. His other hand was holding onto my leg to make sure that I wouldn't lose my balance. "That's better." He says as he wipes off the saliva on my face, specifically on my philtrum so that I can smell my own juice and saliva. "Position 1" He says and when I got up to standing I was spinning a little, which he expected as Master supported me until I recover. "I want you to rank the tools between your legs based on what you think would hurt the most, and what which would hurt you the least." Master said since he knew I had no experience with them. "This slut thinks that the thick cane is going to hurt the most Master." "Go on." He says and I notice that I might be 80% wrong with my first choice when he smiles. "The second one that would hurt the most would be the thin cane, followed by the flog, belt and paddle Master." "So thick cane, thin cane, flog, belt, paddle. We'll see in a while if there is going to be any change to this sequence. Pick up the paddle and offer it to me." He said and I immediately drop to my knees, had the paddle in my palms and slowly waddle on both knees to where my Master was sitting. "Have I already complimented you for you offer position? First of all first time sluts do not know the correct way of offering. Some would just walk and only drop to their knees in front of me, some would hold the paddle in their hands and crawl to me before presenting, but there's no one like you who perfects the art of offering without being told. I'm impressed. Really impressed." He said with a huge smile and I don't know why it feels so good to get praised for acting like a slut. It's like I finally realize the reason submissive are so willing to submit. All they were after was not to get to cum at the end of the day, but to see that their Master is pleased with their performance. "See that mattress over there? I want you to put it down and get on your back. You deserve to be rewarded." He says and I did as I was told. Once in position, he climbs on top of me and started to rub my already swollen pussy. "Where did you learn that from?" "To avoid disappointment, this slut just thought that it was the best way to show her submission to Master." "When was the last time you had sex?" Master asks as he rolls on a piece of condom around his huge beast. I gasp a little when I got a glimpse of his monster. "Almost half a year master." "What do you think of this monster?" He asks as he straddles on my belly, giving me a close up view of his friend. "Very big Master. May this slut have a humble request master?" I ask carefully, 90% worried that he would just get off me and flog me hard. "Let me hear of it and I'll decide if it goes through." "Master's cock is the biggest I have ever seen in my life. And..." "That's a very bad habit of yours if you haven't notice. You better get something done before we start trainings tomorrow or you would be in deep trouble." "This slut is sorry Master." "Sorry?" He asks as he position his buddy in front of my slit, rubbing me hard as I tried to suppress my moans. "You would be sorry for keeping quiet. I want to hear you loud and clear." He said and without a warning he ram his member into me, making me scream my lungs out as he continue to force his way into me. "Gosh you are so tight I'm barely in." He says, looking down at me as he continues to pound and abuse me. "Let me know if I'm hurting you." He says as he slows down his pace a little, noticing the discomfort in my face and tears swelling in my eyes. "I...urghh...wouldn't want to...disappoint you...Master...urghhh" "This is not a punishment. Relax and enjoy it. Go beyond the pain and you would find pleasure." He said and soon we lock lips. Even his tongue is so dominating. Soon enough he was bringing me to paradise and I was wanton-ly begging for me to go harder and faster. Even when we were riding out our climax, I notice that Master was still going strong, and it came to me that if I have to keep up with him I would need a better stamina. "Nothing to say to me?" He ask as he got back up almost immediately, having recovered from his climax as he command for me to get into the 'park' position. "Thank you Master for using this slut's hole. Thank you Master for coming into this slut's hole. Thank you master for letting this slut cum." "To whom do this belong to?" Master asks as he pinches my pussy lips together, making me wince a little as it was pretty much abused and highly sensitive. "This hole belongs to Master." I say, reminding of the second rule that says I don't have rights to my body. "Very well." He says with a smile, gave me a kiss as a form of reward before commanding for me to be assuming posture 1 so that we can continue from where we left off. My legs were feeling like jelly as I try to keep my whole body stretched out straight as I present my body to my Master. "So do you still remember your rankings?" He asks as he lays the equipment in front of me. "Thick cane, thin cane, flog, belt and paddle Master." "Over my knees." He said after picking up the paddle and took a seat on the chair. I make my way quickly over to him and bend my waist so that I was resting my belly on his lap, both of my hands against my back above my bum and he adjusted my position so that I was tiptoeing on my toes. "Let's do a little warming up shall we?" He says and before I could guess what was going to happen to me, I heard a loud smack and felt my right butt cheeks heating up. Almost immediately Master sends his palm hard onto my left butt cheeks, causing my skin to burn. "You've such thin skin your butts are already shining bright red with just one slap." He says while rubbing his palms against my burning cheeks. "Thank you Master." I thank him for the 'compliment' of my thin skin. Although not a rule that Master have laid out but it was something I learned through the net, that Masters love it when subs humiliate themselves and at the same time this humiliation actually brings more emotion and brings the sub experience to the next level. He continues to slap me alternatively on both of my butt cheeks until I had tears swelling in my eyes. Honestly speaking each slap didn't bring about that much pain that could make me cry but I guess it was the fact that his hands that were binding mine against my back, and being slap on his lap like this brought about humiliation to me. I felt like I was a little girl who was being punished by her parents for being naughty. "Are you crying? Should we stop here?" Master asks after smacking me with his palms for about 5 minutes non-stop. He rubs his palm against my burning cheeks, which brings another wave of pain and humiliation while his voice is full of challenge as he drops that question. "No Master." "Should we work on the paddle tomorrow?" He asks once against, teasing me for my weakness as I tried to stop my tears. "No Master." "Then when should we work on the paddle then?" "Now Master." "Pretty desperate huh? But I don't see the sincerity in your words slut." "Please Master." "Please what?" "Please use the paddle on this slut now Master." "Shall I?" "Please hit this slave with the paddle Master." "If that's what you want." He says and immediately sends the paddle down against my cheeks. The paddle wasn't of much difference then being whacked by the hand. The only difference was that the paddle created a much louder sound that echoed around the dungeon and it doesn't get hot like Master's palm. Before long, I was once again tearing and Master only stopped after 10 minutes. "See that mirror over there? I want you to stand in front of the mirror, look at your butt and tell me what do you see." He says as he helps me up to stand so that I can make my way to the mirror to examine my butt. "This slut's butt is pink Master." I say as I continue to look at my body part in the mirror, amazed by how evenly the color spreads and not one spot is spared. "Do you like the color pink slut?" "Yes Master" "I thought your favorite color is red like me." He teased. "This slut's favorite color is red Master." I went along after noticing his intentions. "As such?" "Please make this slut's butt red Master." "And how can I do that slut?" "Please hit this slut's butt until it is red Master." "Slut you really have to be more specific then this. I really hate to ask you every single thing." He said with a smirk as if waiting for me to step on the mine and earn myself a punishment. "Please hit this slut's butt until it is red with a belt Master." I said, noting that the next in line was the belt. "Very well. Hold on to you ankles slut." He said as I bend down so that my face between my legs gave me a full view of how my butt would turn red as the belt whips on my tender skin. Maybe it took quite some time to get my skin red with the belts, Master decided to swop them to the flogger and fulfill his promise to hit me until my butt was burning red. My butt was even twitching in pain as Master brought his palms down to my butt and caress it; cause me to wince in pain. "Your butt is red now slut. Do you like it?" He asked but I was too absorbed in the pain until he gave me a hard whip that brought me to my knees as I cried out loud. "Did you move slut?" Master asked as I quickly return to position. "Sorry Master please punish this disobedient slut." "Very well." He said as he drop the flogger and return with the remaining two equipment. "So you mentioned that the thin cane would hurt less than the thick one?" He said and as soon as he hear a "Yes Master" from me, he caned my calves with the thin cane, causing my legs to buck as I drop to the ground again. "You like being on the floor that much huh?" He asked as he squat down and pulls my hair so that I was facing him now. "Since you like being on the ground I'll respect your decision." He said as he release me. Master soon came back with 4 ropes and 4 large stone slabs. Positioning them two by two, he made me kneel on my fours on the stone slabs, elbow and knees to the stone. When in position, he tied my limbs to each of the stone slabs before grabbing the thin cane again. "So you like being on the ground huh?" Master asked as he used his fingers to draw on the welts that were forming on my calves making me tear. "No Master this slut is sorry Master. Please please." I begged as he continues to play around with the two prominent welts with more pressure. "Please what?" "Please punish this slut for her disobedience Master." "Has it been an hour since you made that promise? To always obey me?" "This disobedient slut needs to be punished for being disobedient Master." "That's all?" "This disobedient slut needs to be punished for being disobedient and...and for breaking her promise Master." "Very well. How many strokes do you think you deserve?" "10 strokes Master?" "I'm asking you a question why are you asking me back?" "This disobedient slut deserves 10 strokes of the cane Master." "Reasonable. That's 10 strokes of the cane for being disobedient. What about breaking of promise?" He ask as smirk upon noticing how shock I was. He knew I would have never thought that the strokes only apply to one of the punishment. "Why what's wrong? Thought that 10 strokes were for both punishments? Isn't that a little too light to be called a punishment for both?" He laughed in a creepy way. "Every wrongdoings has it's own penalty so never think of it this way. I'm still waiting for you to impose your own punishment tho. Are you going to make me wait here with you till the sun rise when it's not even down yet?" "This disobedient slut deserves 10 strokes of the cane for being disobedient and 10 strokes of the cane for breaking her promise Master." "Don't you think 10 strokes is a little too light for something so severe like breaking a promise?" "This disobedient slut deserves 15 strokes of the cane for breaking her promise Master." "Make that 20. I wouldn't have been so lenient if it wasn't for your first day but in the future if you call short for punishment I would double what I have in mind for you so you better request for what you deserve. And remember to always indicate where you are to be punished. As for today..." He said and before he complete his sentence he send the thin cane against my calves. Due to the excruciating pain I attempted to lift my legs to escape from the cane until I notice that I couldn't move it due to the heavy slabs of rocks I was being tied to and that means I had no where to hide from the punishments. I counted the number of strokes and thank my Master as each stroke leave a burning welt against my pale skin. At the end of the punishment my whole body was full of sweat and shaking as I tried my best to stay in the 'Furniture' posture. "What do you think of the thin cane?" He asks as he places the thin cane in front of my face. "It hurts Master." "Be more specific." "The thin cane felt like heated knifes against this slut's calves Master." "Heated knifes. Not a bad description. So are we left with one more cane?" "Yes Master. The thick cane Master." "And you said that the thick cane hurts the worst?" "Yes Master." And with that he sends about 30 strokes using the thick cane against my red butt non-stop before squatting down in front of my face again with both the thick and thin cane in each hand. "What do you think now?" "This slut thinks that the thin cane hurts more than the thick cane Master." "That's right. And that means your original ranking was wrong. I guess you're not fit to be a human when you can't even rank pain. You're actually a bitch aren't you? Why don't you bark for me?" He ordered and when I didn't I earned myself two tight slaps that cause my cheeks to numb and even a moment of buzzing sound in my ears. "I say bark bitch!!" "Woof woof" I barked as tears cascade from my eyes. "Listen up bitch. From today onwards you are nothing but a dog. A dog that runs to it's owner when it's owner appears. A dog that barks in responds. A dog that eats and drink from its bowl. A dog that defecates in the open, although I believe you are one potty-trained dog who squats over the toilet bowl to do its business. You would be trained to be human-like, or should I say to be a slut once again. IS that clear?" "Woof" "Very well." He said. "Bite on it like a good bitch would." Master said, making me hold both the thick and thin cane in my mouth like a dog fetching it's bone as he got up and gets two whip from the hanging shelf on the wall. "The thin cane hurts the most amongst all the equipment that was shown to you earlier but that's not the worst." "This is the cat o' nine tails. Feel it with your dirty paws." He said a he place the whip near my right hand. "Feel the coarse ropes and that knot in the end. Imagine it against your skin. Imagine the pain it would bring you and keep that thought in mind to never earn yourself a punishment with the cat o' nine tails." He said as he took it and let the whip tickle my skin, making me shiver in both fear and excitement. Land Of O Ch. 01 "Since you're still a weak excuse and have already experience the canes and floggers, I would spare you from experiencing the cat o' nine tails. But I have one last experience for you." He said as he produces a thin whip. "This thin whip, just like the cane, hurts more than a thick whip but is the only whip that a bitch deserves. See that spot over there? I want you to crawl your way there. And I'm sure you would want to act fast." He said, standing up and immediately sends the thin whip against my skin causing me to scream and drop the two canes that were in my mouth onto the floor. "What kind of dog are you to drop your own bone on the floor? Are you that generous to share your bones with other dogs?!!" He scolded and whipped me even harder, making me scream and writhe under him as I quickly got my mouth to the ground and pick the canes up like a dog would. The pain from the whip was indeed worst than the thin cane. Not only was I being physically abused but verbally as well as Master continues to degrade me as a dog and the cracks of the whip against my skin breaks me down. "So weak! So weak! How can you be my slave if you're that weak?!!" He asks, not once stopping the whips as he continues to break me down further. "Come on move that lazy ass of yours!" He said as he whips me even harder when I don't move. "On second thoughts I want you to go there. Come on move it!" He said when I was almost at the first place he commanded me to be and before I know it he was whipping me to the next place. This cycle continues with him changing the location for 4 more times until I return to the first location he ask me to be in. My tears spilled like never before and I screamed with every strike while at the same time biting on the cane to ensure that it does not fall again. "Kiss the whip. Thank it for kissing you skin." He ordered as my brought my shaking lips to the whip, the canes still in my mouth and after a moment of worshipping he force the handle into my already full and cramping mouth before coming back with a laptop and a DSLR camera. A few flash notify me that my body is being photographed and he ended the photo-shoot with a shot of my face. The photos taken then appeared on the laptop as he shows me my calves, my butt as well as my marked body. "That is my favorite color." He said with pride as he shows me a picture of my butt with purple cane lines. "Remember bitch the color is purple. Say it with my PUR-PLE" "P-Pur-ppp-ple" I said as I was still in a sobbing mess and the canes and handle in my mouth didn't make it any easier for me. "Very good!" He praised me as he pats me on the head. "Remember my favorite color is purple. And whatever I like, you like too." He showed me many other pictures that include the whippings against my back as well as the prominent red welts against my calves so neat as if I was being branded with a hot wire mesh used for barbeque. "Oh and that's you bitch." He said as he moved to the last picture, a picture of me on my four with my body full of marks and my face looking straight at the camera, all red and full of tears with saliva dripping off my lips. "Let's get this printed so that you can use them in your journal." He said as he got the laptop into the classroom before returning with a stack of photos and a pink children backpack with Disney Princess on it. "I'm giving this to you first so that you can write your journal. I don't want you to be a naughty bitch and rip this pretty bag is that clear." "Woof." "In this bag you would find a baby bib, a pacifier, a cute little pink bunny vibrator, a pencil case, sketchbooks and your slut handbook. You wouldn't need anything else for now apart for the pencil case and sketchbook for you to do your daily journal as well as your slut handbook. You are expected to write your journal every day on what you did, what punishments you received and your reflections in the most detailed way. Every morning you are to present me your journal. As mentioned I am a little OCD. As such, I request your sketchbook to be neat. Photos to be pasted half an inch down the top of the page in the middle so that the spaces on both sides are the same. Leave an inch of space to draw your first straight line, followed by another straight line every half an inch away. Take as many lines as you need, you can even move on to the next page but I do not want to see any lines unused so only draw them if you need them." "You might also get homework sometimes as well and if you are out of pencils, erasers or even books do let me know and I would bring you to stock up is that clear? Also feel free to use the sketchbooks to take down any notes that you want, things like the basic 12 postures and stuffs like that that you would love to jot down just in case you forget. I wouldn't be checking those. You are also required to take the initiative in studying the slut's handbook and memorize everything in there. You wouldn't know when I might decide to surprise you with a quiz. Is that clear? Oh wait why am I explaining so much to a bitch when a bitch can't even understand human language?" He laughs heartily before proceeding with freeing me from the bonds. "Follow. LIKE A BITCH." He said emphasizing on the last three words as he made his way while I obeyed to his command and crawled behind him like a dog. It was kind of hard to make my way up the stairs by crawling and it kind of reminds me of the times when I've yet to learn how to walk. Finally we arrive on the second floor and Master led me into his study room. There was a buff man in the study room when we entered and he bowed to my Master like Mary did. "You're here. Do whatever you want to it and don't mind me as I watch." He said to the man whom I assume is my trainer before he squat down. "As for you I expect complete focus and compliance. Never speak unless you have a question. Is that clear?" "Woof" "Up!" He said as I tried to get back up on my feet but failed, as my legs were weak after having squat too long. "I said up! Are you trying to disobey me in front of a stranger?!!" Master said and from out of nowhere produced a cane as he caned me repeatedly until I was on my feet. That earned me another 10 strokes in my calves. "You would need this. Feel free to punish this disobedient bitch. And don't mind me." He said, handing the cane over to the trainer before he settled behind his work desk, which is facing the gym so that he can see me work out even when he's at work. The exercise routine itself was hell. On top of all the punishments that I've went through, it was double the hell, or maybe triple. The exercise starts with strength, with the first 15 minutes is dedicated to Yoga in the form of 12 sets of Surya Namaskar. This yoga session allows me to stretch and work my muscles, warming me up for the upcoming intense workout. It is then followed by 15 minutes of stretching routine designed for ballerinas to train my flexibility and another 15 minutes is dedicated to a routine of renegade rows, hip raise, calf raise, side leg raise, bicycle crunch, leg lowering, deadlifts, hammer curls, sit ups and overhead extensions. Having warmed up, cardio exercise takes over with 30 minutes of running on the treadmill at a consistent speed of 5 miles per hour, which is equivalent to 8 km per hour, and a 30 minute killer routine of jump ropes, jumping jacks, alternating lunges, squats, high knees, burpees, push up and planking. The 2-hour strength-cardio exercise then ends with a 15 minutes post exercise stretching. Despite having 10% of battery left in me, I gave it my all as Master was staring at me. Never have I worked out this instantly before and honestly there were many a times when my world was spinning and I wanted to give up. I myself was taken aback upon completing the routine that I never knew was possible. "I must say this slut is very different, especially after what it has went through earlier." The trainer said as he returns me to Master K. "It's definitely the one, the one who would survive the impossible Training K." "Whomever I set my eyes on is expected to complete their training. Ultimately it comes down to the sluts and their willingness to be broken and fixed." "Indeed Master K. I sincerely wish it is the one as it would be a waste if it was being banished as nothing but a slut. It is born to be a slave." The trainer said as he excuse himself and left for the day. "That is all I have for you today." Master said as he returned to his room, leaving the study room lights off and I felt my tears falling. The feeling of abandonment rush in me as I was left in the dark room alone like I was nothing, especially when I had so much of Master's attention throughout the day. I kneeled in my position for a moment before I decided to crawl back into my room, even if Master can't see whether I decide to forget that I'm a bitch and walk into the hall before crawling into my room through the dog door. Back into my room, I felt lost, having act upon command the whole day. I decided to first wash myself up, making my way to the toilet on my knees and it was only in the shower when I lift myself up. I let the water run until hot water comes rushing out and positioned myself under it. It felt so good as the hot water soothes my aching muscles but at the same time it hurts as it run against the welts on my skin. It hurts even more as I lathered my skin with a soap bar provided for me and as I clean my skin, I felt every single welt and notice how they were throbbing against the hot water. The welts remind me of my punishment and everything that I've went through in the day. When I was clean, I wipe my body dry and look around the washroom for a second, forgetting the fact that I no longer requires a change of clothing. I crawled my way out of the washroom as well and head to the bed where my master left bag. Opening it up, I blush noticing the vibrator that was being placed together with a baby bib and pacifier in a kids bag. I took out the sketchbook, pencil case and photos that reminded me of my caning scene. With no desk in the room, I was being forced to complete my journal like a little girl coloring on her coloring book with her belly against the floor. I felt my body burning in arouse as I pen down my experience in the journal. Unknowingly I find myself writhing against the floor made of wood. I jumped a little and immediately blush when I see my Master staring at me from behind the glass walls with a smirk as I immediately got up on my knees and hang my head in repent. I heard the glass door unlock and in comes Master who took a glance at the washroom and look at my opened journal before dragging the chair and sit in front of me. I felt his stares against my naked skin before he lifts my head up to look at my blushing face. "So that's the face of a bitch who have been caught in the act." He sneered making my face heat up even more. "If you leave the toilet wet it's going to leave water stains." He said as it took me a second to figure out what he meant and attempted to crawl my way into the toilet to wipe it dry when he stop me. "Did I give you permission to move bitch?" "Woof." "Over my lap." He said as I quickly got into position. Master than smack his palms against my already sore ass until they were once again red and I was tearing in pain and disgrace when he threw me back onto the floor. "Woof." I barked as I request for permission. "Go on." He said and this time I made my way to the toilet, grabbing a clean towel as I wipe the toilet, ensuring that it is dry before I present myself in front of Master, barking once more letting him know that I was done and the toilet was ready for inspection. "Very well. Continue with what you have been doing." Master said before I got down and get back to writing my journal. Once I was done, I barked once, letting my Master know that I was done and waiting for his command but he didn't reply. I then kept the sketchbook and pencil case back into the bag, before taking out the slave handbook. I was on my fours as I read throught the handbook, using my mouth to flip the pages when I'm done and earning Master's smiles. "It's late time for you to go to bed." He said as he got me to pick up the handbook with my mouth and crawl to the bag to keep it safe in it. "Now it's time for bedtime stories." Master said, producing a few sketchbooks that were being kept in the chest and instructed for me to get into bed while he move the chair so that he was now sitting beside my bed. "I want you to read it out loud." He said, handing me one of the sketchbook. I flipped open the sketchbook and was shocked to see another girl who looked exactly like me, not in terms of facial appearance but in the state we were in. There were photos of her welts, her drooling face and even her journal read like mine. I cringed as she describes in great detail how she was being punished, what she felt during the punishment and what she expects from herself in the next training day. It got me aroused at the same time and noticing that, Master stretches his hands beneath my blanket as he rubs my nipples back to life. It took me great determination to not moan as I continue to read the story like nothing is going on under the blankets. When I was done with the day 1 journal, Master flipped the blanket off my body and inspected my pussy to see if I was wet. Feeling satisfied, he removed the blanket, telling me that I wouldn't need to sleep with a blanket and got the sketchbook from me before keeping them in the chest. He let his fingers danced against my skin, and under the air-conditioning, my goose bumps start to rise and I was writhing in arousal. "Now now it's time to sleep. No more movements." He ordered but continues to tease me and only left me in frustration when I was about to explode. This night is going to be a long night~