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There is something about being a woman that craves this sort of life, if she can ignore the veneer of her past civilization and teaching of her mother, etc to forget the superficial teachings that claim a woman must not be submissive and get down to primitive feelings.

The longing to be owned by a man, to be possessed by a male, her body played and toyed with by his male strength runs counter to all of this.

The act of sex is a conquest of a feminine body by the ...

Ok it's not wednesday anymore but this blog is about that day.

We had planned a camping trip, he knew of a place that was quite secluded, last time we went camping we had neighbors just a few feet away, this didn't give us much of a chance for any kind of play LOL although we did have a good trip. So this time he planned to take me somewhere much more secluded.

Tuesday morning I wake up before my alarm to make the 3 hour drive to meet him, he usually comes here or we ...

A gag is implicit in training a female slave.

While it rarely hurts, in her mind, it is perhaps the cruelest of all guidance. A gag that locks is essential. She will soon long to drag the hated thing from between her lips, but the lock will forbid it.

After a girl has been gagged with a ball for a while, pick a spot on the woman’s lips and pull it away from the ball. She will almost always immediately begin to drool and will not be able to stop it.

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This is essential conditioning for girls who want to be conditioned as slaves.

Until we speak again each evening, just before you retire for the night, you are to remove all of your clothes. You are to knell on the floor beside the bed, knees wide spread, hands behind your back, and now with eyes closed, you are not to move as you recite the following ten times!

"I want to be the perfect slave girl, awaiting instructions. I must remember I am only a slave in ...

Well im back from my first munch and i had a wonderful time. Everyone was lovely, they welcome me with warm smiles and well wishes. Everyone there was nice, some more talkative then others but thats how it usually is when u are part of a group and a new person comes in. Lol..

at first i kinda felt out of place because i was the youngest person there but after awhile the ice broke and i started to feel like my zesty self and it started to get better...almost to the point i didnt want ...

I love to have a slave girl’s neck collared and chained to the wall.

This is Daphne, one of my girls.

I own her. Daphne is not her original, given name. She does not know her new name yet or even that I decided to change it to Daphne early on after I acquired her. This girl’s space is six feet by six feet square with bars on two sides and a small door locked with a big padlock.

After an auction, when a woman realizes her sale is real, the look on the ...

"To love, to be loved, what happiness! And yet how the glamour of this pales in comparison with the tormenting bliss of worshipping a woman who makes a plaything out of us, of being the slave of a beautiful tyrant who treads us pitilessly underfoot.

"It is possible to love really only that which stands above us, a woman, who through her beauty, temperament, intelligence, and strength of will subjugates us and becomes a despot over us"

taken from "Venus ...

The thunder rocked the house, eluminating the room for a moment. She stood quietly in the middle of the room listening. The only sounds that could be heard was the rain beating on the window.

She knew what she was doing was wrong that she was being bad. But she couldn't help it.
She wanted it from the moment she saw them. They were exquistiy and so very rare. Something no one else owned. Something that would be hers alone.

Creeping quietly she knelt down ...

She jumped up from the floor like a scared rabbit. Even though there was no escaped, still she tried. He grabbed her, his hard body was pressed to her back. She could feel every ripple of muscle, his sex nestled between her butt cheeks.

"Where do you think you're going," his voice was a dark timber in her ear.

His arm caged her to his body was under her breasts. With a savage jerk his other hand tore her bodice open. She squeaked with surprise but he ...

Pain has many uses, it can be used as punishment or for pleasure, depending on how it is applied, but for a slave, one cannot exist without the other. To the untrained mind, this may seem contradictory on the surface.

Physical or extended mental rebellion is a serious matter and a master must take action. It really does not matter if a slave girl has willing agreed to her condition or has been force to do so.

For example:

The sun shines on an erotic ...