A Slut In Training's Journal #2 - BDSM Female Submissive Male Dominance
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A Slut In Training's Journal #2 - BDSM Female Submissive Male Dominance
This is Book 2 of the 4 book A Slut In Training's Journal.
The A Slut In Training's Journal series shares a submissive's journal as she discovers and immerses herself in the BDSM lifestyle.
This 6100 word book can be read as a standalone but reading A Slut In Training's Journal #1 first is highly suggested.
Excerpt: “Since you arrived I’ve given you 4 simple rules to remember, although 1 has been altered. There is also a minimum punishment. While I’m at work you’ll write out each of those rules and the punishment 100 times, just like being back at primary school. Do you understand?â€
“Woof woofâ€
“If any rule is incorrect you will be punished and if more than one is wrong then I’ll multiply the punishment not add them do you understand me?â€
“Woof woof†I replied, terrified of making a mistake
“And if you haven’t finished by the time I return, well you know what’ll happenâ€. With those words Master walked away and left the room. For several minutes I just sat there looking at the pen and paper, at the table, the room, at anything to avoid the task. I tried to rub my bum but with my hands cuffed in front of me I couldn’t reach it and fidgeting only caused further irritation to remind me of those 10 recent cane strokes.
Not knowing how much time I had to complete the task I started by writing what I hoped was the correct rules
1. No eye contact with Master unless given permission 2. No talking unless spoken to directly or given permission ‒ now you are only allowed to bark like a dog. 3. You are only allowed to wear stockings and suspenders unless given other clothes 4. You will be bound or restrained in some way at all times while here 5. Your punishment will be a minimum of 6 strokes of cane for each time you break a rule
I took a fresh sheet of paper and began writing the first rule out 100 times, then the second, the third and so on. Every now and then I would stop, kneel and take a drink from the bowl of water beside me. Each time I did this it renewed the pain in my bum and each time I sat on the chair again I was sure I could feel each of the individual cane strokes.
With no clock in the room I have no idea how long it took me to complete the task but I was relieved to have 500 lines written when Master returned.