The worst punishment this slave could receive, for an absolutely terrible transgression, would be something like this. She would be placed under a state of punishment for however many days her Master chose. She would lose many privileges, such as wearing clothes at home, permission to sit on the furniture, wearing underwear etc. She would have to eat from a bowl on the floor. She would not be permitted to do any of her usual pleasurable activities such as watching movies or anything like that. Instead, she would be in a constant punishment period, having to spend her free time writing humiliating essays and lines, standing in the corner, assuming various positions, undergoing many painful spankings, and being constantly humiliated and degraded. She would have to post on her slave blog about her shame and all her posts on this site would be done in slave speech to indicate her disgrace. Every moment of her free time would be given up to trying to earn forgiveness. This would be a terrible punishment to this slave, to have to give up all her time to undergo constant punishments and to have her state displayed to all on this site.
Later that evening my Master and I were chatting about the dynamics of our relationship and he asked me whether I would enjoy some pleasure. When I said that what I wanted was to give him pleasure, and that even if that involved my pain, I would be happy, he remarked that I was one of the most naturally submissive slaves he'd had.
I admitted to him that I do not want pleasure unless I've earned it through pain, suffering and begging first, and that what I craved was a strict set of rules which would be enforced harshly. He then asked me if I wanted to undergo the punishment I'd written about, and I admitted that even though I feared it, I did secretly want it.
My Master told me that this would not be punishment, but rather a training session. I had already had 680 spanks once before, so he knew I could take a lot. He told me to fetch five items with which I could spank myself, and that I would receive 150 spanks with each. I was very nervous but was also very turned on by the idea of such harsh training and pain, and by the fact that I was pleasing my Master.
The first 150 spanks were with a flat hairbrush. Considering how much pain I knew I could take, these were not too bad! The second set, with a round hairbrush, was a bit worse, as I had to wait two seconds between each spank. During the second set, my Master explained that he had the right to give me pain whenever it pleased him, and that I needed to learn my place as his slut. He said humiliating and degrading things to me, all of which served to turn me on even more! He also instructed me to use my slave speech throughout the training session (like in the quote above). After these 300 were over, he graciously granted me some pleasure. I was allowed to fuck my ass 150 times with my butt plug.
The 150 with the spatula were painful, but I was still fine. It was the 150 with the belt that really got me. My ass was just so much more sore than it had been for a long time, and I was in absolute agony. My master said that this would help keep me on my knees instead of sitting, which would be appropriate for a slave who does not deserve the luxury of sitting. All I wanted to do was stop the punishment, which I admitted when my Master asked. However, he said, I did not have that choice, and I should beg him to allow me to continue spanking myself.
As nervous as I was, I was so turned on by having to beg for more punishment and pain. My Master granted me permission to spank myself 150 times with a wooden spoon. These were awful! I had to do them hard and fast without stopping, just as my Master would have done if he were there. The pain was intense and I was so relieved when this set was over!
However, my joy was short-lived when my Master ordered me to beg for another set. Although it was the last thing I wanted, I begged my Master to punish his slave as he saw fit, telling him that sluts deserve no comfort and that he should use me as he wished.
Thankfully my Master is a kind one. He only wanted to test my obedience, and was never planning to give me more pain. As a reward, he gave me permission to orgasm once in the next 48 hours, in any way I wished. He then told me to sleep with my butt plug in, wearing only a thong, and instructed me to write a report the next morning.
This was the type of training that I had in mind when I gave myself up as a slave. I have been interested in the lifestyle for many years, and I was eager to give this my best efforts. Many of the rules I see other slaves following in the beginning of their training have always seemed much too easy, and so I wanted something harsh like this. I was so pleased to show my Master that I was willing to take pain and punishment for him, without caring about my own pleasure. I honestly have very submissive tendencies, and so I want this kind of training a lot more often. I want to learn my place as a slave through pain and strict rules. I would much rather be given a severe punishment for failing to follow a strict rule set than to be praised for following easy rules. I also think that a lot of humiliation, name-calling and degradation would go a long way in teaching me to be a better slave, even to the point of having to degrade myself for my Master's pleasure.
I think this is why I like orgasm denial. I do not think that I should be able to earn them very easily. This is the first orgasm my Master has allowed me, and I haven't even had it yet because I'm wondering if I earned it too easily. I keep thinking I should have been made to beg more, humiliate myself more, give up privileges (eg no panties the day after I orgasm). But I know this is what my Master wants, and so I will serve as he wishes.
That is very hot, little slave, your Master is lucky; I would very much enjoy hearing you beg, but I'd like to hear you genuinely beg for me to stop. Of course you would have to do a lot of begging before I'd consider stopping before your punishment was done.
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