A Slut In Training's Journal #1 - BDSM Female Submissive Male Dominance (BDSM Female Submissive Male Dominance #1)

Enjoy A Slut In Training's Journal #1, a four book series, sharing q submissive's journal as she discovers the BDSM lifestyle and is trained by her beloved Master.

A Slut In Training's Journal #1 is 6700 words.

Excerpt:
Even now, as I type this journal for Him, I am bound for His pleasure and to remind me I am His property at all times; my body, my actions and even my thoughts all belong to Him. He is my dominant, I am His submissive. To recognize both his place in my life and my writing, He is He, Him, You and His; not he, him, you and his. Master’s orders.

When I arrived I think I expected that this visit to Master would be much the same as any other, several days of fairly intense playing, going out for dinners, socializing and He would work as usual. What Master had planned was nothing like that.

Before I left home to catch the train to Master’s home, I was instructed to “travel light”. No work, no assignments, any clothes other than lingerie would be provided and no books on the train, He wanted me to think about being a total, utterly owned slave for the entire visit, to think about how He might use my body for His pleasure, by punishing me or sexually or in ways I may not yet have imagined. Master promised that I would not have a minute to think about my own work while I was with Him as my focus would always be on Him. I was intrigued and admit that the train ride fired my imagination and definitely caused me to arrive with a very wet cunt.

Master met me at the station and as we arrived at His car He told me to place my hands behind my back, a moment later steel handcuffs were locked on my wrists before I was helped into the back seat of the car and the seatbelt placed around me.

“Is my slut ready to become my property completely?” asked Master

“Yes Master” I replied smiling at Him

“Then I have new rules for you to learn starting with no talking ‒ to anyone - unless asked a direct question or spoken to directly for this entire visit. Do you understand that rule slut?”

“Yes Master” “No eye contact unless given permission, do you understand that rule slut?”

“Yes Master” “Good, there’ll be more rules later” He said as He put the car into gear and drove off. “Breaking rules will be punished with at least 6 strokes of my canes, do you understand this punishment slut, and this is the minimum for each rule broken each time”

“Yes Master” I said, shaking but knowing that He meant every word.