Slave Nia's Second Life

Frozen

2012-01-04T21:00:00.002+01:00

My Master untied my leash and sat down in his throne holding it in his hand. I knelt at his feet and looked up at him. I love to kneel before his throne; grass stroke my naked legs silky. Holding my head down, I dropped hidden gazes at my Master while we were talking. I felt my Master’s eyes on me and the pain caused by kneeling made me wet.

I realized that my breath got faster and I blushed as the eagerness started overwhelmed my pride. Fortunately, my Master decided to take me somewhere and he went there first. So, I got some time to calm down.

I teleported to my Master. We were in a puritan dungeon. The walls were made of current plates. Current plates covered the floor, as well. We stood in a device constructed from a huge tub and a large wheel. My Master tied me to the wheel; I was standing in the tub, which was filled with ice water. The water was so cold that I felt like a fire biting my legs. I was afraid. I knew that the wheel would turn soon, and I imagined my head under the cold water.
I did not have much time to think. The wheel made a motion and I saw the approaching to my face water. I lifted my head as much as I could in order to delay the moment when the icy water would kiss me. I knew I could not avoid it and some second later the water reached my face. I have only time to take a deep breath and closed my mouth tight before I felt the cold water surrounded my head.

My Master was kind to me and he did not stop the wheel, so my head lifted from the water soon. The wheel turned twice, the chilling water kissed my face twice. Then m Master untied me and held me in his arms until my body got warm.

My Master decided that a whip could take the chill off my body faster. He tied me to a pole and spanked me hard. Yes, I felt fire in my ass very soon. *smiles

After the spanking, we went to RLV Bondage Playground, where I was chained to a cross in the cold winter wind. My Master was gazing my while I was moving on the cross to find the less painful position. I knew that he enjoyed my suffering and this thought made me very happy. I was not whipped on the cross this time. Instead, my Master allowed me to go to my cage to sleep.

Alone

2012-01-03T21:00:00.001+01:00

When I woke up, I was alone in my Master’s yard. The cage was open, so I stepped out of it. I was walking around the cage; my leash was short and it was attached to the door of the cage. I could not walk far.

It did not happen much to me this day. Before, I went to bed, my Master arrived. I was happy to talk with him.

Property

2012-01-02T21:30:00.004+01:00

My Master left me a message, which said when he would be online. I was so excited hoping that he would use me today.

When I wake up in the SL world, my Owner was waiting for me. I ran to him and he caressed me. His strong arms held tight my fragile body and I was, I felt so lucky. We were just standing for some minutes and talking. He told me that he was planning to build a castle. Wow! My Master is skillful enough to build a huge building a castle!

My Master attached a leash to my collar and told that we would visit one of his friends, who had a castle. I became very excited. I love to be leaded by leash; especially if other people can see me collared and leashed. I love to feel that I am not a free person. If others notice my slave status, then I feel indeed horny.

We arrived; nobody waited for us. I quickly looked around. The castle was not very big but I liked its interior. Actually, I did not have much time to stare at the walls and the furniture as my Owner quickly teleported me to the basement. There was an interesting structure created of small tubes almost in the middle of the cellar. My Master tied me to this structure. He looked at me, then he decided to untie me as he did not like the possibilities offered by the pipe structure. He told me to go to a cross. I stood with face to the cross and lifted my arms helping my Owner to bind them to it. When my wrists were secured, I spread my legs; my Master attached them a chain.

I tried my chains and over my shoulder looked back at my Master smiling, however, I knew what would happen to my fragile body. I was not surprised at all realizing that my Master held a small but heavy looked whip in his hand.

My Master told me that my butt would be whipped and I had to count each stroke. I was so exciting that I was not able to count properly. I counted “nine” after “seven”. I begged for pardon. My Owner was very kind and forgave me, but he started my whipping from the beginning. When he finished my ass was burning and I was sure that color of my skin on my round butt is deep red.

I knelt in front of my Master, who brought out his penis. I looked at it and I felt proud. I knew that my suffering made his cock so large. My Master started to pee without a word. I knew what he wanted and placed me face in the golden beam. I heard my Master’s pleased sigh. So, I parted my lips and allowed the pee to pour into my mouth. My Master ordered me to swallow it and then I had to explain the taste of his pee. It was warm and a bit bitter, but I loved to swallow it.

Then he took me to the place named “Public disgrace”. We went to a park, where my Master floored me, and started to fuck me. He pushes my face into the dust of the park. I was very wet not only because I was whipped, leashed, peed. I knew that my Master coveted my body. It made me wet. He allowed me to cum. He did not finish inside me. Instead, he stood up and poured his semen on my body.

Then he bound me to a bondage device and ordered me to change my name to PROPERTY OF RAMBO. With capital letters… I felt myself as an object. It was so good that I am unable to explain it to you. This is the feeling that only a slave can feel when her Master marks her. I knew that it would be clear to everybody that I am only a slave, only a property.

Collar Updated

2012-01-01T21:00:00.001+01:00

I wake up before my cell, unleashed. I did not know what had happened to my leash. My Owner was not online. So, I decided to update my collars.

When I finished, I still had some time. I decided to go shopping. I found two new hairstyles. They mesmerized me, the week slave. So, I had to buy them. Am I pretty?

Leash Attached

2011-12-31T08:12:00.000+01:00

I opened my eyes in the cell. The door of the cell opened. I stepped out. My Owner was away. I decided to upgrade my collar and visit some shops hoping that I may have found Christmas gift. I was busy with my thought while I was stepping from the cage when I felt something pulling me back toward the cage. It was my leash.

I did not went shopping and so, I had time to wish every my friends Happy New Year.

Meeting my Owner Again

2011-12-30T05:07:00.003+01:00

I had been away for some months and when I returned I was afraid. I was not sure if my Owner still wanted me. Fortunately, he was very kind and he understood my problems. He allowed me to stay with him as his slave.

I was the luckiest slave all over the world.

He did not whip me at this time. We were travelling in SL. He tied me to different bondage devices. We visited RLV Bondage playground, where I learned that my Owner had read about this place in my blog. *smiles

I was bound in the snowy playground, and then we visited the cells. My Owner did not want me to catch cold in the snow.

At the end of the day we returned home. My Owner opened a cage and told me to go in. He closed the door. I spend the night in the cage.

A Dog to Love

2011-12-30T04:05:00.001+01:00

My Owner whipped me as usually. I had to count each strikes and tell where my body was hit. He whipped my legs, my back and my top.

Then I could put on some clothes. My Owner took me to his friend, to his “best friend”, to Mongo, the dog. I had to show to Mongo how good blowjob I could do.

At this time, I did not know that I would not meet my Owner for months.

Whipping Day

2011-12-30T03:03:00.001+01:00

My Owner suspended me and started whipping. I had to count each strikes and tell what part of my body was hit. He beat me systematically my legs and back first, then my breasts and stomach was beaten. When I was covered with marks again, my Owner grabs my hair and leaded me to a corner of his land. I was struggling on my knees to follow him.

We had to do some administration tasks in order to have full control of his land. When we were ready, my Owner was so kind to allowing me to use my mouth on him. I was very thankful. It was wonderful feeling to have his growing penis in my mouth and to turn it to a volcano.

Whipping Marks

2011-12-30T02:57:00.003+01:00

Next day, my Owner whipped me. I knew he wanted to whip my body and this feeling made me excited. He ordered me to undress and then he closed my trembling body in the stocks. Almost immediately, I heard whizz and felt fire on my stretched bottom. I was weeping under the strikes of my Owner’s whip.

When all part of my body flamed in pain, my Owner opened the stocks and leaded me by my hair to two columns. I stood between the columns and waited while my Owner secured me to them. Then he asked me who I was. He started to whip me not waiting for my answer. I answered that I was his slave, his pig, his object. I answered weeping as the whip strikes me again and again. My Owner liked my answers except one. He told me that I was a pig only when I was in play pen.

Then I had to tell who my Owner was for me. I told that he was my Ruler, my Master, my Lord, my Life. It took long time, when my Owner finished beating my bottom and back. He then took some break to turn my body, and he continued whipping my breasts and pussy.

After whipping each inch of my naked body was covered with red marks. I proudly went to bed as I knew that my Owner enjoyed my suffering and he gave me gift, the flaming marks on my body.

Pig

2011-12-30T01:49:00.007+01:00

I posted last time very long time ago. I have visited SL rarely since my last post. It happened to me some interesting things during this time and I promise I will tell you everything later. Now, I would like to write about my last Master. Now, I feel that I found the proper Master and I hope I can serve him for long.

We were talking in IM and I felt that he wanted to know me. Most of the Dominants I met were not interested in me. They needed only my avatar, my body to use according to their own need. They did not care about my feelings at all. You can say that it is the slavery, the real slavery. So, maybe I am not a real slave, I am rather a romantic slave, especially that I want to be a permanent slave. I am sure I can put up with almost anything as a part time slave. This talk was different I would have wanted to submit permanently. I felt lucky to talk with him.

The only problem was that he had a girlfriend and I did not wanted to serve with a sister. We were very different time zones, and he assured me that I would serve alone and I would never meet his girlfriend. I did not agree as I had served a good Dom having more slaves beside me. We had split up for this reason. I did not want to make the same mistake. So, we remained only friends.

Next time we met, we continued talking about each other. I learned that

he likes their slaves to crawl;
her last slave had introduced him into humiliation and now he likes it;
he likes her slaves to wear mask;
he likes bondage slaves;
he likes whipping, caning.

The more we talked the better I would have liked to be his slave. We were talking when I was teleported away. I did not understand what happened; then I remembered that I still wore RDF Tracker. Somebody teleported me to his location. This person stood near me. I was hesitating not knowing what to do. I did want me to be used. But, on the other hand, I would have liked to continue our broken conversation. I did not have to do anything as the person who called me remained silent and a minute later, he disappeared.

I returned to my friend and after some sentences, I told him that I would have tried to be his slave if he wanted. He gave me a note card with a list of BDSM activities. I had to place a mark to each activity to show how I liked or disliked it. He was waiting and helped me in case of necessity while I was filling out the note card.

Then he took me home. I looked around. I could not see a house. We were standing in the middle of the groomed filed. There were different cages, crosses and different torture devices. My Owner ordered me to crawl into the play pen. I did not know what pen meant in this environment. Pen is a tool to write, is not it? *smiles

My Owner kindly explained the meaning of the word pen. So, I was in the pen and my Owner closed the door. I still stood all fours and looked up at him waiting for his order. I did not want to wait much. He told me that I was a pig and I had to behave like a pig. I was rolling in the mud feeling my Owner’s eyes on my dirty body. He told me how dirty I was. I glimpsed at him many times with mud in my hair telling that I was a pig. I thought he enjoyed it. So did I.

My Owner opened the gate of the pen and grabbed my hair. He dragged me by my hair to a simplified shower where he washed the mud off from my body with very cold water. I became clear and ready to be whipped. My Owner warmed my body with a whip. The whip left long dark marks on my rich tits.

At the end of the day my I dreamt of the next day with my Owner.

Dress Code

2011-04-06T21:00:00.002+02:00

On the second day of my slavery, my Owner did not log in. I was browsing my inventory in search of the clothes which reveal my pussy or my breasts. I did not want to look like a whore at all. Therefore, I would like to find something which can be clothed in any non PG sims.

While I was trying clothes, I accidentally took off my collar. Of course, I put it back as quickly as I could. Then I suddenly received an IM from my Master. It was strange as I saw him offline. He explained that he was talking to me with e-mails. He asked why I had removed my collar. I explained him begging for mercy. He was very kind to me and I was not punished. Unfortunately, he told me that he could not come to me this day.

I would have wanted to serve him so much. But, on the other hand, I had time to find proper clothes. I put on the sexiest clothes before I went to sleep.

Owned Again

2011-04-04T21:00:00.002+02:00

I was unowned, again. I went back to BR and waited. It was not so amusing to stand and wait. I was observing others and I realized that many people show their group label not only their name. I quickly activated one of my favorite groups and above my head a label appeared saying that “I need a Master”.

It was a good idea as in some minutes I was talking with four different people. I often feel uncomfortable to have conversations with different people at the same time. I knew that I would be a slave only one of them and I hate to refuse offers of nice people. But, there were nothing to do; I agreed to go with the person who had sent me IM first.

He sent me a teleport and accepting it I found myself in a skybox floating above the Slave Island. I had visited the Slave Island before but I had been to shy to join. He leaded me in a room and sat down at a throne. I had to kneel at his feet.

He was very kind and as our conversation was evolving I became sure that he would be the proper owner for me. He told me that he found me attractive. He did not repeat it too many times as some people did. Maybe it was the reason that I indeed believed that he liked me. He was interested in my limits, but I felt that he had read my profile. He also gave me possibility to ask questions.

I felt very good and I was very happy. He wanted me to undress and kneel back. So, we continued our conversation with excitement.

He told me about the rules I had to follow and about his expectations.

I must kneel almost all the time. If I have to stand up then I must ask for permission to do so.
I must greet him first when he will e online.
I must address him Master.
I am not allowed to cover myself with clothes. Either my pussy or my breasts must be uncovered. I can wear clothes sheer clothes if it can be seen through it or a skirt without lingerie.
I must address other people as Miss or Sir. However, it does not mean that they can use me. If they want me then they have to ask him first.
I am not allowed to be too chatty and I should not be rude.
If we are together and somebody IMs me then I must report it to him.
I must change my profile. I was on trial so I was not his slave yet. It must be written in my profile.

I was very happy and very excited when we went to bad.

Reminiscence – The New Old Master

2011-04-04T19:40:00.000+02:00

I was standing at BR, when I received an IM from a man. Our conversation was strange. He asked me why I was unable to find a Master. It was not the most polite question I had ever heard. I answered that there should have been better slaves than me around.

Soon, he offered me to take to his home. I was sure that I had never been there, but the style of furniture looked familiar. He allowed me to sit on a pillow near his feet. He suddenly asked why I would have liked to become his slave. “Why me?” he added. Well, after about a five minute of conversation, it was the question impossible to answer. I could only tell that I wanted be a slave so much.

He showed me around in his house. I learned that the sleeping room was forbidden area for me. He had a nice dungeon, which style looked familiar, too. Near the dungeon, there was a room, maybe a living room, I do not know. In this room, there were three cells.

We continued talking in this room. He told me his rules:

I must be naked at home and wear collar, cuffs and high heels.
I must address him “my Lord”.
My body must be oiled.

Then I asked some question. I wanted to be sure if my online time was acceptable for him. I also asked if he accept my limits. He said that he read them in my profile and they were all right for him.

After my questions, he told me more rules to keep:

It is “forbidden to touch your cunt, clit, breast, asshole (except to wash) and cum” without his permission.
I must show in my profile that I am on trial.
He said once again that I must have always worn my collar, cuffs.
I always must use RLV.

My Owner told that he liked piercings, tattoos and oiled body. So, I would be pierced, tattooed and branded in 2 weeks. He told me that the length of my trial period is 2 weeks.

Then it was my turn to ask questions, as he allowed me to ask three more questions. I asked how I should have behaved when he was offline. The answer frightened me. I would be caged and chained when I am alone. In addition, I was not allowed to IM or to speak.

I asked if he wanted me to isolate from my friends forever. He assured me that after my training he would keep me not so strict. Then I would not be caged when he would be offline and I would be allowed to speak with my friends, too.

I realized that I was whispering. I had no idea why I did not speak. I asked him. He ignored my question and I decided that it was one of the errors of SL. Actually, it was the first sign of warning, as he forced me to whisper. I did not know it at that time.

The end of the day, he ordered me to go to a cell naked. He stepped inside to bind my cuffs. My hands were secure behind my back. He asked me if I had a gag ball. Hearing my answer he ordered me to put it on. When I was ready, he locked the gag ball. Then he closed and locked the door of my cell and left me alone.

Next day, I woke up in the cell alone. I was not allowed to IM. I was unable to open my map, minimap. Even my friend list was unreachable for me. I sent him an IM with my greetings and I got to know that he was offline. I spend two long hours alone in the cage.

Next day, I realized that he IMed me. According to indicated time, he was online much after our agreed time. His answer was strange.

When I had left SL a day before my last IM was: “My Lord, I was waiting for you for more than an hour. I do not know what I did wrong that you had left me alone and you are punishing me with so strict isolation.”

He answered in three IMs:

“empty cell”
“came too lete”
“waits”

Reading my answers I was sure that we had met before. I had an owner, who had left me alone for a week. He had never been online and he had left me such messages making me guilty. He had left me answers in such style. I had escaped from him on the fourth day, as he had not used me at all. He had been very angry with me blaming only me. Well, my online time is indicated clearly on my profile.

I did not want to deal with it. I hoped that he would use me now. But, when I looked around, I saw a girl kneeling in the corner of the room. I wanted to IM him that I did not want to serve with others, as it was written on the first page of my profile. But, I was not able to open my mouth, because he forced me to kneel with my collar. I IMed him asking politely not to do it. He did not answer. I IMed him once again telling that he was breaking my limit. He did not know about what limit I was talking. Well, he seemed to be a really caring Master. I explained it to him. We were talking in IMs, out of character.

He did not care of my limits at all, as he answered “1- next time kneel at once in front of me”, “2- no need to be that rude when talking”. Of course, I would have knelt before him if he had told me such rule. I did not understand why “Please, do not force me into poses with my collar.” was rude, especially if it was told out of character.

I asked him to stop it once more. He did and he ejected me from his group. I could receive some information about the place where I was, as he opened the lock on my RLV. I checked the owner of the land. Do you know who the land owner was? The same person, who was once my master.

So, if you want an owner who breaks your limit and does not care with you at all, then find Lebourreau Beaumont. But if you search for a true Master, then it is better to avoid him as far as you can.

Reminiscence – Slave Princess

2011-04-04T19:39:00.000+02:00

My new Owner took me to his home. I was teleported there, so I could examine only interior of his home. It looked like a tower and was built in style of Stars Wars. He talked to me very politely; I felt like we had a date or similar.

He told me to sit on the table. He told me how beautiful I was and he assured me that I would not be harmed. When I asked about the rules, his answer was rather unusual. The first rule was about my clothes. I had to wear panties and bra all the time as he did not want “others getting any ideas with” me.

When I told her that I felt like a princess not a slave, he assured that I was a princess. Then he started to undress me very gently and kiss my naked body. Well, I am not a hard luck slave.

Next day, I logged in and was banned from his home. Some days later, he sent me IM and told that he wanted me again.

Reminiscence – Hunted Down

2011-02-16T19:00:00.000+01:00

After leaving Bondage Playground, I did not know where to go. I was very disappointed. I had dreamt of serving at BP so much. I did not feel good at BP, now, especially, that it was my former Master’s favorite place.

I went to Bondage Ranch, again. There were dozens of slaves around as always. It was a surprise when I received an IM. A nice person IMed me and we started to learn each other. He was ready to accept me to be his slave. He also wanted a trial period for us.

He asked me to go to a CARP like place, where he would chase me. I agreed, however I was afraid of emotes. I used to visit hunting places and I knew that many predators and preys loved to emote. Well, I do not have anything against emote, but, that time I did not really want to meet an emote fan. After a minute of hesitation, I agreed.

We went a Hunt area, where I had to put on gorean meter and I could go out to the arena as I joined the necessary group. He gave me a start and I could hide behind ruins. He was not able to come to me close enough in first minutes. Then, I decided to leave ruins. It was a mistake. He shot very well, so, I felt as the arrow went through my body. I continued running heading back to the ruins. He was an amazing hunter; I received two more painful arrows in my naked body.

I reached the ruin; but, he did not let me go. Soon, I felt on the ground. Then he bound my body tight. I behave proudly and I was talking to him like a queen to a peasant. Then, I was struggling and tried to escape.

He took me to a torture chamber when I was bound to a bondage device. He was beating me until I obeyed. Then he unbound me and let me alone among the stone walls.

Unfortunately, next day he was absent. I was waiting for him vainly. While I was alone, a dominant man met me. He is my current Master.

Reminiscence – In Search of a Harem

2011-02-15T19:12:00.002+01:00

I used to serve for a week. It was easier from more aspects. I had only few limits. I did not want to switch and I wanted to be used not just left alone. I was sure I could handle everything. I did not mind what Owner I had. The worst part was the search of a person, who accepted me as a slave. It was indeed hard.

Now, I want to be a permanent slave. It does count what Owner I will have. Almost every Dom offers a trial period. I keep permanent relationship very seriously. I do not want to serve this trial period and then run away. I would like to have a working relationship based on mutual respect and mutual trust.

Yes, if a slave must trust in her Owner, then the Owner must trust in his slave. There is no point to start a relationship, if trust is missing. What do I mean under mutual respect? Some Doms do not want me. They want only a plastic girl, which can be formed according to their needs. They do not want a human being with personality, with feelings. I would like to have a relationship, where I am able to submit.

Many people think what kind of slave I can be. A real slave must obey and must do everything what his Master wants. Is it right? Maybe, there are such slaves. Maybe, such slaves will serve their Owners. I do not know. I do not have so deep submissive feelings. All I want to promise is that I will not lie to my Owner and I will try to serve to please he better. But, I cannot change my personality. If you accept it, then you can be sure that I do not watch TV in RL, if you cage me in SL. If you cage me, then I will wait for you there. I will not log off if I do not like how you treat me.

So, I received IM from a man in Bondage Ranch. I did not like the way he started the conversation. Why are you unowned if you are obedient slave? I do not think it is the best first question. What should I answer? Should I tell I am not obedient either I am a wrong slave? The next question was about my RLV, as it was not switched on that time. But, I decided to give a try to our relationship.

He told me he has other slave. We were staying at BR. I was kneeling at his feet. We did not talk a lot. I like long hairstyles. He wanted me to have my hair cut short. He did not want it because he liked short hair. He said it is because he could access my collar better. I met a new sister slave each day and all they had long hair. I always allow my Owner to check my position on the map. He wanted more. He wanted me to allow editing my object. I do not really know the power of this function. I allowed it for him, but I did not like it at all. We spoke in IMs instead of public chat.

Next day, I met his first slave. We did not talk much. They had a conversation in IM. Then a girl left us. My Owner told that she was not my sister any longer, as she did not want to serve together with other slaves. I felt terrible. She left because of me; I did not want it. His behavior was very strange. He was not sad at all. He told me SL relationships ended quickly. Slaves come and go. We had very different points of view.

We spent together six days. Every day was a routine. I woke up and greeted him. He sent me a TP. He always was a very laggy crowded place, where slaves searched for Owner: BR or House of V. I took minutes or more to teleport to my Master. Once, he did not believe that BR was full and I could not teleport there.

He had a new slave each they. These slaves left him after a day. I was forbidden to IM and he never uses public chat. I usually was kneeling at his feet. My sister was kneeling near me. We were unable to speak each other as IMs were forbidden. He had a conversation with us separately in IM. He did not left laggy places, as he wanted more than two slaves.

On one day, he took me to a park, where he met his former sub. He did not care of me. He paid all his attention to this girl.

On the 6^th day, when I arrived to my Master, two girls were kneeling at my Master’s feet. I asked him about them. He had forgotten one of them; the other was my new sister. I told him that I did not enjoy my servitude.

He did not believe me. He was sure that I must have like kneeling silently in laggy places while he was searching for other women. He told it was my fault as I did not like sex. Well, I never said I did not like sex. I did not like when there was only sex and nothing more in a BDSM relationship. He was very angry at me.

This evening, I met the other girl who had been kneeling at his feet. She left him after a day as other girls had done. We became friends with her.

Emote Queen

2011-02-14T21:00:00.001+01:00

I woke up near my Master. He forced me to come close by pulling my leash hard. He told me ha had a gift for me and I was ordered to find it on him. Of course, I should have done it kneeling still. His style of clothing was very strange. He has different hanging things attached to his body. So, it was not an easy tasks to find something gift looking on his body. After long minutes of search, he gave me a gag ball. It was unique gag ball. He mad it. It took some other minutes while I mad it fit to my mouth.

My Master liked if I was struggling with my ropes. Now, I emoted how I felt wearing the gag ball.

“Nia Preez moves her lips around the ball trying to find the most comfortable place for the ball”. “Nia Preez tries to be still and not move her mouth to avoid the pressure in her mouth”. He did not like it; he wanted me to emote with his phrase “cute gaged sound”. I did not know how he meant it. He explained me showing pictures. In the picture, he gave me, was a gagged girl saying “mmm mmm mmm”.

Great! It was our third day together and I had learned that my favorite hairstyle looked ugly, my outfit was wrong, my emotes were short. Besides, I did not feel like a slave at all. My Master wanted only to chat with me in IMs while he was sitting and I was kneeling. I was very exciting serving in such a nice BDSM related place like Bondage Playground. I thought we would be part of BP. I thought I would meet other slaves and Doms. Instead, I was kneeling still and IMimg. I like public play very much. It was so close to me yet it was unreachable for me.

I mentioned all my doubts to my Master. He did not get my point at all. He was busy with himself now as he has been busy only with his own needs and desires since I had become his slave. He said he liked to hang out at BP and I did not like BP. Therefore, he allowed me to go. It was strange. I did like BP. It was one of my favorite places when I was younger. I still like it. However, I am not sure when I will go there next time.

Well, I know how to emote and I do it. But, I have to admit I am not an emote queen. I like SL in whole. The environment, other people are also part of the experiment SL can give us. I am far from being a big emote girl, who make you horny with my emotes only. I also want more than a simple chat.

Punished

2011-02-13T21:00:00.000+01:00

I showed my Master the collar I got. It was the first time I put on it, as my Master had locked my old collar. It did not fit very well; I adjusted it quickly. I like long hair, but it covered part of the collar. Therefore, I asked my Owner to allow me to pin up my hair. He did not like the way I made my updo. He ordered me to cut off my hair. Well, I have short hairstyles and I had worn I sometimes. I could only hope that my Master would allow me to wear long hair in the future.

So, I showed my first collar. It was a leather collar but without a ring. My Owner asked me to show the next one. I put it on. The second collar was made of leather and had a ring but the collar was covered with small metal plans. There was a crowed at BP. While the collar was rezzing, my Owner asked if I had more collars. Of course, I had. I had taken many different collars having something common with my Master’s description.

SL did not like me and kicked me out. I returned as quickly as I could. I received my Master’s message. He realized my crashing. My formal Owners after crashing asked if I got their last message. Now, my Master did not ask it and as I had his last IM, I supposed I missed nothing. My Master beat my breasts hard. According to his emote it was a punishment. I was confused. He did not say that I was a punishment, he only emoted it. Actually, I should not have to know about it. But, I was so surprised that I asked it. It was long conversation between us, when I realized that I missed one IM when I crashed. He told me that it was my fault as I had to suggest he IMed me. He told me I would ask about his last IM in case of crash. Well, crashing is an OOC expression. Of course, I agreed to do so, even if it is OOC. But, it was the first time I had felt the lack of care. My Master did not care about me. He just used me. It was all right, as I was only a slave.

So, my new collar was a leather collar without a ring.

My Owner wanted me to show my tattoo. I had to take off my short and walk in panties for about two minutes. Then he allowed me to go to bed.

Heaven and Hell Again

2011-02-13T06:00:00.000+01:00

I was alone, so I decided to visit my favorite places from my past. Do you remember what my favorite was? It is Heaven and Hell. This place was rebuilt when I last visited.

Now, when I arrived I see the original structure of Heaven and Hell. I was walking in this sim for about an hour. It worth visiting it as you can find what you like for sure. Heaven and Hell offers separated halls for different need from bondage to golden shower.

The most interesting is that in the club you can use any poles and cages to dance and tip jars as well. So, go there and enjoy it.

Tattoo and Collar

2011-02-12T06:00:00.001+01:00

My Owner was offline. First, I made a tattoo above my butt. Well, I did it alone and I did not feel any excitement at all.

Then I went to Open Collar Temple as I was told to. I did not find the collar my Master had wanted. Therefore, I got some similar types.

Approved Outfits

2011-02-11T21:00:00.002+01:00

I met my Master at Bondage Playground. He sat around the campfire as always. I knelt before him. Kneeling is interesting pose in SL. Kneeling almost always mean sitting on the feet. I prefer the other way of kneeling. I like to stand on my knees so that my butt does not reach my feet. If you have ever tried it, then you know that kneeling such way is very hard. After some minutes, you feel growing in every second pain in your knees. I do not have much RL experience. However, the pain caused by kneeling such way still lives clearly in my memory.

My Master wanted me to kneel deeper, so I sat down at my feet. My Owner was satisfied with my position. He smiled and asked me to repeat the rules he had told me last time. I answered proudly. My hair was long shining, but my Owner did not like it. I had to change it. He still was not happy, but he did not want to waste more time on my hair. He told me that I would do a hair show for him, soon.

He took me to a shop and showed me a hidden box, which was part of a hunting game. Then he showed me tattoo displayed in the shop, explaining that I would have to find the same tattoo among the items in the box and wear it next time. I have never worn tattoo. Then I did not realize that this tattoo could play the similar role like brand in Gor. Well, I am still not sure. But, I would like to believe, as having a sign of my Master make me feel special.

We went back to BP. My Master untied me, as I was still bound. Then he told me that I could wear clothes only if he approved it for me. My sexy red outfit was approved. He wanted me to show other clothes. I supposed that he prefer sexy clothes. So, I put on one of my sexiest outfits. He ordered me to take off the clothes at once. He told these clothes were too sexy and I had to hide my body. I gladly put on one of my favorite casual outfit. He approved it.

When we finished with my outfit, my Owner ordered to suck his fingers. I did it as obediently as I could. Others were sitting around us. Unfortunately, my Master liked to communicate in IMs. So, I obeyed him not feeling to be humiliated.

My Master told me to put on my collar. He did not like my collar, either. He ordered me to find a leather collar with a metal ring, when I would be alone.

Before going to sleep I was allowed to ask some question. I learned something about my Owner. I also got to know that my emotes were too short. Well, I never liked emotes lasting pages, but, of course, I will do my best.

Owned at Bondage Playground

2011-02-09T21:00:00.001+01:00

I visited some times the Bondage Playground. I was talking with the person I met there. I mentioned him in the previous post. He told me that he wanted to try how submissive I was. But, I was in waiting of the presence of my current Owner, who was of course away.

Today, my friend from BP IMed again asking if I were owned. That time I was free again. He offered me to try me out if I went to BP. I did not hesitate.

He told me to drop on my knees. Then he ordered me to kiss his boots. He wanted to know how I could emote. Oh, I love to kiss my Owner’s boot. *smiles

He asked me about my limits and what I liked. I answered as I could. Of course, I mentioned that I did not want to be forced into different position using my collar or any other rlv type items.

He agreed with it saying that he wanted to bind me with rope instead of cuffs. I did not have against it anything. He also mentioned that he liked to keep me on leash. Oh, I love it, too!

He did not waste our time, he tied a rope around my body exposing my breasts and holding my hands tight besides my back. When he finished, he ordered me to kiss his boots again. It was more difficult to lean and kiss his boots with tight ropes around my body. But, I loved it. I loved to smell the odor of the leather boots.

He told me that I had to kneel always when he was near me. ((He also wanted to use ‘you’ instead of his name when I emoted.))

He started to play with my nipples. I was so excited!

But, I wanted to know more about his needs and I asked for permission to ask some questions. So, I learned some the rules to follow:

I shall address him Master or Sir.
I shall greet him when he becomes online.
I must kneel before him all the time.

I asked how I must have behaved when he was offline. He did not answer me clearly. He only said that he may have given me instruction, but now he wanted to handle me easier.

I want to be a slave, but I do not want to spend hours locked in a cage alone or wearing such outfit that I cannot visit places in SL. Of course, if my Owner online I want to be with him and he can do anything with me; I am ready to spend much time in a cage. But, when I am alone and I do not feel he enjoys my suffering it is not so good. It is not a protest. I just tell how I feel.

Keeping me alone restricted is a good form of punishment for me, as I do not enjoy it at all. *smiles

Oh, according to my Owner’s request, I changed my profile. As usually, I allowed my Owner to check my position on the map.

When it got too late and I asked him to allow me to go to bed, I learned that he wanted me to ask for me for permission. It seemed he enjoyed it a lot.

Reminiscence – Bondage Playground

2011-02-09T20:00:00.002+01:00

Do you remember that one of my favorite places was Bondage Playground? I still belong to the group Bondage Playground Slaves.

I did not want to go to Bondage Ranch and wait for my Owner who never had come. I just remembered about the Bondage Playground. I made a quick search for the LM and teleported there. I took off my clothes and put on leather straps only. I remembered about the hanging display balls at BP. I loved to sit in them almost naked. The idea that I anybody could observe me made me very horny. It was early morning, so I was alone.

I left the display ball and tried a cross. Then I went back to the other display ball. When I was walking from the cross to the display ball, a man arrived. He called me to sit down near him, on the ground of course.

We were talking about SL about BDSM. I enjoyed the discussion. I liked the way he spoke. While we were talking, one of my old friends IMed me. He had found me using RDF Tracker and he had trained me like a pony.

He asked me to send teleport to him. He arrived and I was talking with two man. I do not like such situations. I always have pricks of conscience when I talk to more than one possible Owner. However, the conversation with my new friend was fairly neutral. He told me he liked lingerie and he asked me to put some nice lingerie. I have some awesome ones, however I do not even remember the time I wore them. So, it was not easy to find a nice one in my inventory.

Meanwhile, my old friend asked me to be his slave. I agreed.

Unfortunately, I had to leave and I never met my new Owner again. He just left me IMs making sure that he wanted me so much.

The Agent

2011-02-08T21:00:00.001+01:00

I went to Bondage Ranch and I hoped somebody would want me to be his slave. I looked around. There were two or three Doms among dozens of slaves. My chances were not high.

I decided to stay for some more minutes. It was a good decision as in a minute I received an IM. The sender of the message was a woman, who asked me if I still was in search. When she got my answer she told me that she had a friend. This friend was searching for a slave, so if I wanted she could help. Of course, I wanted it.

I thought she would invite him or gave his name to me. Instead she told me to put on a formal dress and go to a certain place. I changed my clothes with excitement quickly. I felt similar when I had been on the auction long long time ago. I chose a nice yet simple red gown. I knew I looked amazing. *smiles

I followed the landmark she gave and arrived to a ballroom. It was not a big one, but looked nice. There were only few people around. I was instructed to find a place and sit down until my Owner would come.

I was waiting for a minute or two, when I realized that somebody was approaching straight toward me. He looked handsome and wore elegant tuxedo. He touched my cheek and asked if I was ready. I was so excited I could only smile at him.

He took me his home and leaded straight into the sleeping room. I dropped a gaze at the bondage device, which stood in front of the large bed. He asked me to undress and lay down on the bondage device.

I obeyed and closed my eyes, when he secured my arms and legs. He started to play with my breasts and nipples rough. I moaned loudly feeling long waited pain in my naked body.

Then he stopped, opened my cuffs and told me that he had to go.

I was waiting for him naked standing by the bondage device even next day. He did not come just left me a message that he wanted me.

Desperate Housewife

2011-02-03T21:00:00.001+01:00

I wake up in the sleeping room naked. I greeted my Owner in IM. He was also at home and he told me to go out to the yard.

I went to him and I sat on the ground at his feet. He was satisfied. I was sitting silently for a while, he did not say a single word for about five minutes. Then he ordered me to go back to the sleeping room and lay on the bed.

When I was ready, he ordered me to beg for coming to fuck me. I started begging. He enjoyed my words very much. When he was satisfied, he started to have sex with me. We were making love for almost an hour. It was very romantic. I felt like a housewife, who would have liked to make something new to make sex different. This difference was done by begging. Otherwise, we were like an old couple.

I admit that sex is part of a BDSM relationship. However, master – slave relationship is not a vanilla one. It contains some specific elements and it ignore some others. I was making love with sex because he told me he would have wanted to cum in RL, and it made me feel very interesting. I was proud to hear it. It made me horny as well. But, I felt shame, too. These mixed feelings made our sex unusual.

When he was satisfied and wanted to start again asking me to suck him. I reminded him about my limits related to vanilla sex. I know I failed again as a slave. I had to obey and suck him, especially because I like to feel my partner’s hardness in my mouth. But, I wanted to feel I was a slave. I wanted to be humiliated.

He ordered me to wait while he was seeking BDSM related place. He thought it was necessary as he did not have any supporting devices at home. Well, a real Dom can deal without tools, cannot he?

He was searching for BDSM place for some minutes and then he teleported me. I look around in a place where I arrived. It was not a torture chamber neither a field with strange devices. It more looked like a romantic place for loving couples.

He kept me on the very short leash; I was unable to follow him. He was walking from room to room, hurrying, searching for something, silently. I was running, flying, falling after him as my leash ruled. He did not find what he was searching, so he teleported on the lower level. My collar was still attached to a change holding in his hand. When he teleported, the chain on my collar took me away from the teleport device. I could not obey his command; I was unable to go after him, as the teleport device was unreachable to me. He sent me direct teleport, that way I arrived to the lower level.

Here, we visited each room seeking somewhat, hurrying. There was different furniture for lovers, nothing else.

He ordered me to kneel and he pissed on my naked body. With warm pee on my face, I asked permission to go to bed. My Owner allowed it.

Forgettable

2011-02-02T21:00:00.000+01:00

I almost forgot this day. It was our third day with my new Owner.

Nothing interesting happened. We had sex; that is all.

Second Day of Servitude

2011-01-29T21:00:00.002+01:00

I was searching for cages to my new home as my Owner had mentioned it. I would have visited old places, but many of them had gone others had been smaller. At least, I found new BDSM store. It was not large, but it contained different goods like animations, cages, whips. I was discovering this shop when my Owner arrived and called me home.

When I arrived, he forced me to kneel with my collar. Oh, how much I hate it. If you follow my blog, then you must know my opinion about it. Maybe, it is why a slave can hardly find Owners. Maybe, Doms just create a second avatar and play with them using collar or RLV. *smiles

In my life, obedience is very important. I love to obey. I love to feel control over my mind not over my avatar. There is no need to obey if my avatar is forced to change poses. In such cases, I can be AFK or just walk away. Such Owners will not realize my absence. It is one of my hard limits. It is one of the most important limits.

My Owner told some new rules to follow. I must wear only straps when I am at home. I must sit on the ground, at his feet at home.

Then my Owner took me to the sleeping room, where he made love with me. We were having sex for almost an hour. We were like a loving couple, without any kink. However, there was something I hate. I enjoy serving orally. I do not like when my Owner wants to eat me. However, I know men like it. Of course, I can be eaten if I can please my Owner such way. But, he told me to keep his head hard on my pussy and no to let him move. I was told to force his head against my hips. I obeyed but it totally turned me off. I tried to keep his head carefully without causing pain or discomfort. But, he told me to be tough. I could not obey. I want my Owner to be a real Dominant. Not just a poor man defeated by a slave. I want to feel that my Owner is superior on me. In this situation he was my slave and I was his Owner. Fortunately, he changed his position and we continue our vanilla sex.

Owned again

2011-01-25T21:00:00.002+01:00

I was standing and waiting for IMs at the Bondage Ranch. Yes, I was waiting for them; I never sent the first IM. I am too shy to do it. Maybe, it sounds strange, but it is true. I am very shy. So, do not wait for my first IM. *smiles

I spent most of my online time at Bondage Ranch searching for a Dom. I met interesting people. I talked only with few of them. Unfortunately, I did not find my Owner. Most of Doms have some special requests like RL interactions and they can be choosy having unique requests as there are so many unowned slaves.

This day, I received an IM. I checked the sender’s profile. He had a slave. It is bad for me, as I do not want to serve with others and I do not want to be one slave from the harem. I used to dream of it, but I had bad experience and it changed me. It changed me maybe not forever, but I do not want to serve with others for a while. I am going to write about this experience in one of the posts of Reminiscence series.

I told him about this problem. After the long break, he IMed me again saying that I had broken up with his slave, as he found me more attractive. Well, I do not like people who are able to decide so quickly in important questions. I believe that questions concerning relationships are always important. Also dumping the partner because there is a new partner who is more beautiful... Well, I do not know what to say. Especially, I must be silent because I accepted his offer.

He took me to his home, which was a skybox. His home was simple yet pretty. Looking at his home, you cannot tell that its owner has something common with BDSM lifestyle. It was an ordinary house without dungeon and any bondage devices. My Owner even mentioned that he would buy some new furniture to keep me restrained.

I was allowed to look around. Then we were talking about the needs and rules. I learned that I would greet him in IM, when he would become online. I was allowed to walk in SL, if he was offline. I did the usual for me things, allowed him to check my position on the map, adding him to my collar.

He wanted me to undress. I obeyed and he was examined my naked body very carefully. Then he wanted me to serve him orally. I obeyed gladly.

Reminiscence – RDF Tracker

2011-01-25T20:00:00.001+01:00

I really did not know what to do. It was so difficult to find an Owner. I had presumption that nobody wanted a slave for a week or two. One of my Owners said it was not easy to release a slave. It seemed that find a permanent Owner was not easy, neither. Having a slave requires care and this responsibility may frighten many people. I wanted real Owner not somebody who enjoyed watching me on a bondage device for hours.

I almost gave way to despair, when one of my friends send me a note card. This note card contained information a new device called RDF Tracker. The RDF Tracker is some kind of slave searching HUD. Wearing it Doms (and slaves also) can make search among avatars wearing an activated RDF HUD.

For the first time, you must configure the device giving some information about yourself. It is easy. I had only one problem, the RDF Tracker handles only photos taken in SL. So, if you have a nice photo uploaded by the good photograph as a texture then you cannot use it.

During the configuration process it is asked to give a brief description about yourself and your needs. So, be prepared. *winks

You can specify how others can interact with you. Others can see your online status. You can be tracked. Your future partner can send a message to you or he can teleport you without a word. There is a possibility to hear remotely what you are saying. Of course, you can allow or forbid these features.

The Tracker checks if you use RLV and maybe it offers additional features in this case.

When everything is ready, you can search for a Dom and of course, you can be found by Doms, too. The search functions are limited. First you must select the gender (male, female, both) of the target person. On the second level you can choose the required role of your future partner. Role can be slave, sub, pet, doll, Dom, predator or kidnapper.

So, I set up the Tracker and waited. Nobody called me on the first day.

Reminiscence – Former Owner II

2010-12-27T11:08:00.004+01:00

After spending some weeks alone, I met one of my friends, a former Owner, who also returned to SL after a long break. I become his slave. He tried to be with me, but his RL was very busy and we could not be together in SL.

I remained alone again.

Reminiscence – Former Owner

2010-12-27T11:07:00.003+01:00

Many of my former Owners wanted me to stay their slave when my servitude ended. I never agreed. I have one long-term relationship. I liked it, but it really hurt when we broke up. I found some true friends after the servitude and I did enjoy serving most of my former Owners.

I realized that it was not easy to find a new Owner and I wanted something more stable, more comfortable, maybe. I did not want to be tortured on a BDSM device for hours. I wanted to be humiliated and I wanted my next Owners to use my mind, not only my avatars body.

So, I returned to one of my former Owners. We spend much time together and he was very good. However, I was not online every day and he had other responsibilities, so this relationship ended.

Reminiscence – BDSM Places

2010-12-27T11:06:00.002+01:00

I remembered of many places where slaves had been welcomed. I wanted to find such place, but I could not find any. I did not know what happened. They had gone.

If you want to find a Master or a slave, then Bondage Ranch is for you. I visited BR hoping to meet people, who would want me. Do you want a slave? Then go there. You will find them I am sure. There were dozens of slave girls standing or kneeling, but regardless of their pose they were waiting to be owned. I could see Mistresses, but to find a Master was not easy. I decided to check slave's profile. I thought that I could find a group where a BDSM community searched for slaves. I did not find any. But, their profiles were very interesting. Many slaves do not like dominants having title 'Master'. I do not know why it is a problem. I never read that dominant people does not want a slave just because the slave is a member of a group which offers title 'slave'.

There were many slave princesses, too. You can read in their profile that submission is a gift and it must be earned. I do not understand how. Maybe with love?

The most interesting was that profiles of slaves seemed to be experienced said that they did not want 'slave collectors'. I did not understand it at that time. Yes, having more than one slave is very difficult. Good Owner deals with them at the same time and not placing slaves in a line and pick up one to play with her for some minutes and then place her back in the line. I met a few Owner who were able to handle more than one slave at the same time. My experience showed that Owners usually wanted one slave and not a harem. I must admit that I enjoyed having sisters around. Of course, being the only slave was interesting, too.

Most of slaves proudly advertised that they are RLV enabled girls. You know my point of the RLV. I like it until it is unreal. Forcing to poses is strange for me. I like to obey. I love to obey. But being forced to kneel and crawl is useless. I can leave my avatar and watch TV while the RLV lover owners play with my avatar via RLV. Of course, if you are handcuffed then it is OK that I cannot take it away. RLV is also interesting, if it prevent me to open a locked cage door. Blocking IMs may be useful, too. I hated to explain that I could not talk because I am with my Owner. Because, if I am with my Owner, then I listen only to him regardless the RLV prevents me to IM or not. But, many RLV lover owners checked if my RLV is switched on. They did not ask, they checked it in IM with some kind of strange command starting with @. I am very happy that they did not want me. Some of them just checked the status of my RLV and did not say anything. Others were indignant at my switch off RLV. They dressed me down. Of course, I can switch on my RLV if my Owner wants it, but why should I do so while I am alone? Clever RLV lovers never thought about it.

Some people like to be abused and they keep their RLV in active state. But, I am not that kind of slave.

Reminiscence – After The Silent Auction

2010-12-27T11:04:00.002+01:00

Let me tell what happened to me in my Owner's island. Well, not too much. I never met my Owner.

I woke up in the castle and I was walking across the island. I sometimes saw that my Owner was online but he ignored me completely. On the third day, I knew every pieces of the Island.

It was so boring. But, I survived thanks to my friends, who were talking with me via IMs. Some of them wanted to come to me. I refused them, as I did not know if my Owner allowed it. Neither wanted I teleport to them. My Owner ordered me to come to the island and I had to suppose that he wanted me to keep there. I thought that these were my most boring days in SL. At that time, I did not know that more boring days could come.

The servitude ended. I returned to SAG immediately. Quickly, I filled in a new form and sent to the SAG personal. I got the answer in some minutes. I was not allowed to participate in the auction. They had new owners of the sim and new rules, according to which I had to go to learn about the slavery. I felt this rule very strange. Yes, I heard that some slaves wanted only money. I did not want to go to a SAG class of slavery. Not because, I thought I had enough practice, maybe more that my future teacher had. It was always interesting to me to learn other slaves' experience. Not because I did not like to learn. I did enjoy SL classes especially if they were BDSM related ones. But, the class schedule was extremely bad for me. I had chosen silent auction because SAG schedule had not fit with mine. So, I had to leave SAG, like I had had to leave many times in the past. I returned after some months hoping that this rule had been changed. It had been changed. Later, they add a phrase 'no exception' to this rule. My friends who were regular visitors of auctions said that the quantity of slaves was reduced; but their price was increased a lot. Maybe SAG reached its goal and only the best slaves remained there.

Reminiscence – I am here again

2010-12-27T11:03:00.001+01:00

I did not continue writing my blog. RL limited my spare time. Therefore, I was not online as much as I had been, and when I have a break, I wanted to enjoy my SL instead of writing my blog. I know I must be ashamed.

Now, I am owned and not for a week. I am in a long-term relationship, now. My new Owner wants me to continue the blog and I feel the same deep in my heart. My dear readers, please, forgive me for the long break. If you could, then please join me, again.

In my next articles, I will summarize what happened to me and how I became owned. Then, I will try to write regularly, as I did at the beginnings.

Silent Auction – The End

2010-03-18T21:00:00.000+01:00

I was in a hurry to reach the end of the auction. I arrived to SAG and ran to my cross trying not to hit people standing around the arrival point. I quickly bound myself up. People were walking around me. I greeted everybody; nobody paid attention to me. The auction came to the end.

I looked around for my new Owner. He was not there. I sent him IM notifying about the result of the auction. He was offline. I asked him to call me if he would use me.

I went shopping. I found some new nice shops offering the style I like. However, I did not enjoy shopping. I was eager to serve my new Owner. I returned to SAG. I wanted to check if I was allowed to go away. I did not find any rule telling that I had to wait for my Owner at the cross.

I continued shopping. In a pretty shop, I check my Owner status and I realized that he was online. I greeted him again and I informed him about his new property again.

He answered something, which was really hard to understand. He said he was a “distant” Owner. As I understood, he bought me without any reason. At the end, he sent me tp and I could arrive to his hidden island. He left SL very soon.

I started to discover the islands. There were three castles and a nice building. Everything was so beautiful that I knew I was not able to build such beauties. Some doors were locked, but I could visit most of the rooms of the castles.

A small building stood in my path. I walked in and I realized that it was a trap. The door was closed by shining beams. I examined the house. I did not find any timer. I was locked forever. I touched the beams. Electric current ran through my body. I fell on the floor. I was unable to move. I felt only tiredness, until I fell asleep.

Silent Auction

2010-03-17T21:00:00.001+01:00

I attached myself to the cross, which lifted my body and parted my legs. My first visitor was Nero. He was playing with me for a while and then left.

Ariel was still absent. She was still ahead of by 1000 lindens. Well, I did not care about the money. However, in this case, the amount of bids showed the interest of the buyer. I felt that Ariel was better me. Yes, I knew she would serve for two weeks, not only one.

The live auction started and I remained alone completely. I could not here anything. Through the cages, I saw the crowd staring at the naked girls bound to a cross on the stage. It was bad to hang on the chains. Now, I felt how deep they cut in my body.

The crowd started to dissolve. I did not know if the auction was successful. Somebody was approaching to me from my back. According to his appearance and clothes, he was a Japanese guy. I greeted him and asked if he bought somebody on the auction. We were talking. I found him very interesting. He did not place any bid on me, as he did not like the offered service time. He wanted at least two weeks.

While we were talking, somebody paid in my action box. My price was 5200 L. I thanked the bid and looked around searching for the bidder. He was faster; he sent me IM. He asked if I was able to build. We were talking in IMs. I learned that he was from France. He had slaves, who usually built houses. He owned two sims; but he did not like to build at all. He told he wanted his slaves to work.

It was very difficult to talk with him as he did not used grammar at all. He told just words, one after another. The spelling was also awful. It was a real challenge to talk with him. I had to admit that I liked it.

While we were talking, he raised my price to 6000 L. I did not know the reason. He did not tell it and I was afraid to ask. Before he left, he placed a new bid, 7250 L. Wow, he really wanted me. I was very proud and excited.

He left and I lowered my body from the cross and I went to bed.

Registered In An Auction

2010-03-15T06:59:00.000+01:00

I decided to give up finding BDSM rp area. I remembered the auctions. I had bad experience to be auctioned, but I had nothing to lose. I heard much of Bonanza auctions. There was many people around the arrival point. Unfortunately, I did not find any information related to the auction.

I went to SAG. Yes, I did it. I filled in the form and dropped into the special box. I wanted to participate on the silent auctions. There are two types of auctions at SAG. First type is the ordinary auction. They help auctions in very uncomfortable for me time. The silent auction takes for some days and people can take their bids every time during my auction. Of course, I will spend my online time bound at SAG, so everybody can take a look at me.

I do not know what to do. I will wait for the contact from SAG.

Controlled Again

2010-02-24T21:00:00.000+01:00

I wanted to serve very much, but nobody wanted me. My last Owner and I were talking. I still did not know him. I supposed that he did not want a slave; it did not count what he said.

There was nothing to do just visiting auction places. I arrived at Atlantis first. I just looked around when one of my former Owners IMed me. Well, he was very bad Master. I left him after a day, but we stayed in connection. Soon, he asked me about his chances. I hesitated, but I wanted to be owned so much that I agreed. He asked me to send a teleport. I did not want to meet him in an auction place. I wanted to talk with him somewhere else. I usually like to meet in a park first. Now, my outfit was very sexy. It consists of some leather straps. Yes, I was almost naked. Quickly, I searched for a BDSM related place and teleported there. It was crowded there. I walked through people to a small quiet place and called for my future Owner.

While I was waiting for him, I received IMs from two people. One of them wanted only my RL photos. Of course, he did not say it at once. We were talking for about five minutes until I could say that I would not send anything from my RL. It was a bit funny, because I had an RL photo in my profile.

The other person was interesting and kind. We agreed that he would be my next Owner.

My future Owner was unable to come to me. I was in an adult places. It is funny. In adult places, I met some people, who surely were not adult. It is easy to find young sex hunters, who have access to adult places. I usually run away from him. I sometimes think that they may be agents of LL. So, congratulation for the excellent child protection system, again. I wish Linden guys to work on the teleport system at least so much as they worked with age verification. Recently, successful teleport is as rare as owners wanting me.

We continued fighting with the age verification. Finally, I remembered that something must have been changed in the settings of viewer. It helped, but we did not go any adult place, as we remained no time.

So, we were talking with my Owner. It was nice to see that he was interesting in my needs and limits. He was very good. I indeed felt he was superior me.

I learned that I had to address him Lord. But, I can use this word only once in one message. He did not want me to disturb him in the future. Instead, I would have to wait for his call.

I am waiting for our next meeting very much.

Minute Of Servitude

2010-02-09T22:54:00.000+01:00

My Owner was online. I greeted him with hope. The answer was cold. He said he did not have time. I was walking alone this day.

Ugly

2010-02-09T06:00:00.000+01:00

I woke up in a park and I realized that my Owner was online. I greeted him and according to his wish, I sent him teleport. He arrived and I almost collapsed. He was very ugly. He talked about the sex again, but, fortunately, he did not take my body. I never think that appearance can count. Of course, I would have sex with him if he had wanted it. However, I was not very eager, now.

I suggested him to go and find nice shape and skin. But, he had to leave. When he left, I asked free skins and shapes from my friends for him.

Personality

2010-02-06T21:00:00.002+01:00

I greeted my Owner. He did not call me. I supposed that I could explore SL.

I did not want to go to parks wearing silks, barefooted. Visiting BDSM related places in silks is not unusual. I had been in Dictatorship some months ago. It was nice opportunity to visit this store. Of course, the dictatorship had been changed. After a small mall, I found a high building, about which the search engine said that there was something common with dictatorship. The shop was rather average. I wanted to go to neutral places, so I asked permission wearing causal clothes until my Owner would not call me.

He did not give permission, instead he ordered me to send tp. I obeyed and some minutes later, my Owner arrived. I remembered that he had wanted me to stay on all fours. So, I was waiting for him in such position.

He asked me where we had been in the morning. I told him that we were in Analog Dog. He did not accept my answer. I had no idea what he wanted to hear. I tried to understand his half sentences; but it was bib challenge for me.

He took some steps; I was crawling. Then he ordered me to stand and strokes my body “giving my big ass a little squeeze”. I stood quietly.

My Owner looked at his watch and he told me that he had to go. He also said that wanted work on me, but he did not have time now. He said two lovely sentences, which almost made me cry: “you're too obedient, theres not much of a difference between you and a doll” and “obdience is fine, but a slave needs a personality”.

Yes, I am obedient. I admit it. It is my personality to submit and obey. I served with other slaves and I remembered that there was a rebel girl, too. So, obedient slaves do not have personality? Do you agree? I remember when I was asked to extend my serving period, because of my obedience. I remember a Mistress who wanted me to be more obedient. I admit that there is very difficult to be good Dominant. They must be creative and strict and caring and so on.
I remembered my Owner that he could send me away any time. I also offered my help to find better slave. He refused my offer and went away. Oh, he also mentioned not to change my outfit to causal.

It was fun, but I was indeed bad slave. My Owner ordered me to say in third person and refer myself as “Your bitch”. I forgot it and I was talking in first person. My Owner did not realize it, neither.

In The Hair Shop

2010-02-06T06:28:00.002+01:00

My Owner wanted me to wear wavy hair. Well, wavy hair is not my favorite and I do not have nice one in my inventory. My Owner was not online, so I went to Analog Dog.

I found some pretty hairs, when my Owner logged in. He ordered me to send teleport. He arrived and ordered me to change my outfit. I like causal outfit; it seemed my Owner does not. I put on some silks and stood on all fours as I was told to do. According to his order, I started to lick his foot. I was doing it gracefully, but my butt was waving as I moved my head running my tongue on his feet. My Owner usually uses slang, which is too difficult for me. It is way it took long why I understood that he did not want my ass to wave.

He wanted me to make bun as my falling hair disturbed my Owner. Then he leaded me around in the shop. I was crawling after him as fast as I could among the buyers and visitors trying hairstyles.

We were talking of my butt and my wet pussy some words, and then my Owner disappeared. I was waiting for him about 20 minutes, and then I was talking to Nero. I am happy to have such friends like he is.

Big Wall

2010-02-05T21:00:00.000+01:00

I was alone. I realized that one of the search engines had changed. It became almost useable.
I was browsing among interesting places of SL when I found Big Chinese Wall. I went there immediately.

Wow! This place is fantastic. The builders of the wall worked very well. I suggest you to travel to the Big Wall.

Short Encounter

2010-02-01T06:00:00.000+01:00

My Owner wanted to meet me. I agreed. He wanted me to lick his feet. I obeyed and I was licking his feet long and subtly. He mentioned that I would satisfy him with my mouth, but then he did not want it.

It was really a short servitude. We knew that we would next meet on Friday or on Saturday.

Reserved in Advance

2010-01-31T21:00:00.000+01:00

In a BDSM related shop a man IMed me. We were talking for a while. He said he was new in SL and he wanted me to be his slave. He was ready to wait for me. I was happy; however I knew that he may have changed his mind. You know hope dies last.

Zombies

2010-01-31T06:30:00.000+01:00

As my slave (second) life looks like a horror film, I went to a zombie themed place. I do not remember its name. I remember only that I arrived to a house. I walked out of it and I could try free guns got in the house in the special garden around the house. You can leave the garden walking through two fences.

I was walking among the ruins and when I thought that every zombie was on holiday, suddenly a group of zombies attacked me. They moved slowly, but they were very strong and they could stand five or seven shoots.

Fortunately, I was able to teleport away. In summary, it was fun and the place is planned and built very well. If you like horror, then probably you must try zombie hunting.

Unable To Forgive

2010-01-30T21:00:00.001+01:00

In December, I was used by my friend. Used not like a slave, but used such way as you never treat your friend. The person, who did it to me, had hurt me at least two times.

Today, she sent me IM and tried to explain what she did. She did not ask me to forgive; she explained how she acted. I was unable to believe her. I was unable to forgive her. I am not angry. I just do not need such friends.

You probably know about my strange affinity to Japanese Doms. This time, I was not searching for Japanese places. I just found one among SL offers. It was not a BDSM place, but I decided to go there. The place named Hosoi Mura - Edo Period Japanese Village, Okiya and RPG sim located on four sims. It is wonderful. You must not miss it.

Break

2010-01-25T21:00:00.000+01:00

My Owner IMed me. He told that he would not be on this week. Unfortunately, I will be away on next week, so we will meet in next month only.

Owned Again

2010-01-24T06:30:00.001+01:00

I was exploring BDSM related places, and I found a place named Free BDSM Playground. It looked very interesting, a bit similar to H&H. Its main room contained a semicircular advertisement board filled with teleport tables. Each teleport table leaded a themed room. I was watching the tables when I got IM from a man. He said that he read my profile and he would have wanted me to be his slave. I agreed.

He immediately ordered me to beg for kissing his feet. I was begging until he gave me permission. Then I was kissing her feet and shoes. He liked that I spoke Russian. He told me that I had addressed him Master in Russian. I was also ordered to bark before and after every sentence, I would say.

While I was kissing his feet naked, a woman arrived. I had to go to her and beg to kiss her feet. It was not easy to bark and talk to her, especially that I was naked. My Owner was listening to our conversation with the woman and he, in IM, allowed me not to bark.

The woman allowed me to kiss her feet. Then my Owner stepped to us and asked a woman if she had other plans with me. She had not and she left.

My Owner wanted me to speak in third person and address myself as “Your bitch”. It was real challenge for me. I had never had to speak in third person. I heard that some Gorean style masters liked it, but I had never done it.

Our last activity of this day way a pony girl game. I was pulling my Owner's cart.

Unreal Dominant

2010-01-20T21:00:00.000+01:00

I greeted my Owner in IM. He did not call me. I knew that he was not interested in me much, because he usually had wanted to spend only little time with me. He asked where I was. I told him that I was in a shop. He liked this answer; he told me to continue shopping. I was disappointed, of course. I was eager to be used as a slave.

Some minutes later, my Owner asked again about my location. My answer was the same. He ordered me to go a quiet corner of the shop to masturbate. I was ordered to do it until I reached orgasm. He was not interested if I was a PG place. Fortunately, I was not. Are you familiar with the shop named Analog Dog? The shop is placed on water with small hills in the corners. I hid behind a hill and started to masturbate. I was doing it for about half hour informing my Owner how I felt and what I was doing with myself. When I finished, my Owner told me that he would fuck me tomorrow as a punishment.

I asked what I did wrong. He told me that he was a teacher and he had to show me the proper behavior of girls. I was confused. He was my Owner, was not he. I am a slave, not a student. He told me he would fuck me tomorrow. He made accent on tomorrow making clear for me that he did not want to use me.

I was so disappointed. I thought he was the third man, who wanted a girlfriend instead of the slave. I admit that a slave can be a very comfortable girlfriend. But, what kind of vanilla persons wants such girlfriend? If you need a girlfriend, you probably want an independent one. Am I right?

Dominants want slaves, at least I count so. I was sure that my Owner was not a real Dom. I started missing adding the word “Sir” to my sentences. There was no reaction from his side.
I told him very politely about my needs and limits mentioning that he probably wanted a girlfriend. He told me that he had girlfriend and she was with him at this moment.

Please, understand me. I can accept if I am in an inventory. I can accept if my Owner has more important things than I am. I just do not want to be a free escort. I still believe that Master – slave relationship is more than having sex.

He told me that he knew my limits and he paid my attention that he did not break my limits. I begged him to release me. I was begging. He refused me.

I remembered my Owners, who had been real Doms, real Masters. If you read my blog you must know them.

It is very difficult to be Dominant. Doms must be creative and they must have something special property. This property makes me feel that they are superior. It is not enough to call yourself Dominant or Master.

I suppose that other slaves have the same experience. Many slaves’ profile says that the slave refused to serve persons calling themselves Master.

So, tomorrow, I will continue to serve a man, who is not a Dom. I know that my servitude will not be exciting. I will survive. There are five days to serve. Do you understand the reason why I prefer a week of servitude? I do not know how I could handle such false owner for a month or more.

The Club

2010-01-18T21:00:00.002+01:00

I greeted my Owner, who told me to wait for his call. He said he had something to do in a sandbox. So, he did not want to use me. It was bad to hear it. From the other hand, I had time to find a place for us.

The old parks I liked disappeared. I tried to find new ones. However, it was not easy. I still hate the search engines of SL. It is difficult to find what you search for. Thanks to God, there is a three level safety filter, the most important for lazy parents, the great protector of free morals. It is the only really well working thing in SL.

I visited some parks; I liked none of them. Then I remembered the place named Collar Me Sexy. I checked it and I got it. This place is still alive! I was content with myself.

My Owner still did not call for me, so I continued searching for parks. The next park was full of strange cages. I just looked around, when I received my Owner’s call. He ordered me to send tp. I did, but he could not arrive. We supposed it was because of the not finished yet age verification. I am very happy for these very useful functions.

There was nothing to do; I returned to the beautiful hills of Collar Me Sexy. I sent tp, again. At this time, my Owner was able to come.

We had an interesting conversation. My Owner told that he had a girlfriend, a newbie girl. I bet he wanted to know if I was jealous. He also said that he had a vampire girlfriend and he wanted me to sit at his face during their conversation.

Then we took a tour around the hills. Our tour ended at the first peak, when my Owner grabbed me and kissed long. After the kiss, he decided me to take his place. I was exciting, as I had not seen his house, yet.

He sent me teleport and I arrived to a club. According to his orders, I went to him and sat at his feet. The club was full, but nobody paid attention to us. Then my Owner wanted to dance with me. We were dancing until going to sleep.

In The Shop

2010-01-17T21:00:00.001+01:00

My new Owner IMed me. He wanted to know where I was. I was in a freebie shop. *winks

He ordered me to send tp and he arrived soon. A bit later, he gave up fighting with lags and we went to a new place. We were sitting and talking for at least half hour.

He told me that he was a newbie and he would ask many technical questions. I felt happy to help.
I learned his rules. I must address him Sir. I must greet him in IM when I log in. He did not specify how to greet him when we met. He said he would tell me all the time.

He did not allow me to explore freely when he would be online, I would do tasks instead. It sounded very exciting. Do you agree?

He took me to a shop for gardeners. Here, you can buy trees, buildings for the gardens, beds, almost everything. We went to the top of a building. There, my Owner ordered me to undress. I obeyed and I informed him that we were in the shop. He did not listen to my warning. He preferred examine my body. He was content with me, which made me very happy.

Then we were searching for the proper cock for him. It demanded much time, mostly because of the technical questions. I was allowed to put on some clothes. When we had met he had wanted me to wear short red dress with red stockings. I had such clothes. It was nice to see his eyes running over me.

Before going to the sleep, he wanted to have me. He leaded me to the bed in the shop and did me there. I hate to have sex in a public shop. I count it very irreverent. Of course, I obeyed and opened my legs wide. However, I could imagine better beginning of our relationship.

My next task is to find a place, where we can spend some time alone.

Saying Goodbye

2010-01-16T21:00:00.001+01:00

I was walking alone. It was the last day of the servitude for my Mistress. She did not come.
Before going to sleep, I asked my new Owner if he really wanted me to serve. He confirmed me. He did not call me. I knew that my service did not start, yet. But, deep in my mind, I hoped he wanted to look at me today, too.

New Auction Hall

2010-01-15T21:00:00.003+01:00

I received a note from the person called NH Allen. I remembered him. He had been an Owner of two sims, which had been my favorites. He also had run slave auctions. The rules for slave of this action had been well thought and very exciting for me. I had not been on the auction there, because they had held auction in US friendly time forgetting of European people, who usually had slept at the opening of the auctions.

So, the note said that there was a new slave auction place. I went there to look around. I hoped that his auctions would be exciting and I also hoped that they would keep auctions in Nia friendly time, too. *smiles widely

I arrived and I was not disappointed. They also sought slaves for the auction house. The note for the house slave said that they would be sold in the auctions, too, but, when they would not have Owners, then they would work for the auction hall. It sounds interesting. I am thinking of it. Everything depends on the time of the auctions.

I recommend you to visit the Atlantis Slave Trading. I am sure that it will be one of the best auction halls.

Open Collar Tools

2010-01-14T21:00:00.001+01:00

I was alone again.

I received an advertisement of Open Collar, which informed me that they have a new collar. I went to the Open Collar base place. I thought that I could get this new collar quickly as I had not met many people there. At this time, I met many people there; crowd waited for me. It was difficult to move.

First, I thought that they wanted to get the new collar. Then I realized that most of the people were standing. It was very similar to Bondage Ranch. Maybe is it worth visiting this place, when I search for an Owner?

I did not found new collar but I found interesting tools, a chastity belt and a clips for my tongue. The box of chastity belt contained an interesting collar, too. I could not try it, because I did not want to take off my collar. The chastity belt looked nice on my. I did not have to change its size. I liked the clips, too. I was eager to try it with my Owner. But I was alone.

Walking

2010-01-13T21:00:00.003+01:00

I did not meet my Mistress, today. I checked the LMs stored in my inventory. I can say you that SL changed a lot. *smiles

Encounters

2010-01-13T21:00:00.002+01:00

I did not meet my Mistress today. I was searching for black stockings as my Mistress had ordered.

She had given me a landmark of a freebie place. I went there, but unfortunately, I did not find stockings.

It was good idea to search for stockings in freebie places. Therefore, I continued visiting free shops. I had never thought that I was so difficult to find stockings.

In a place, I behaved like a newbie. I searched for freebie places using search engine with the word “freebie”. Such way, I found in the result list a shop called FM Freebie Market -Freebies & more : Clothes Money Skin Shape. I saw living models standing in the corners showing nice dresses. On the floor, I found a label saying that these items were free. I made two or three steps and I beheld nice lingerie. I immediately bought it not realizing that free means 10 lindens. You know that I am not interested in money. I use lindens only to be more desired slave. Maybe 10 lindens are not too much. Maybe. But, it is a robbery, is not it. I hate such people. I am sure that the lingerie I bought is a freebie. Thieves like the owner of this shop do not make own product. They prefer to steal it. I checked for the owner’s name: Levin Sands. I hope Levin Sands will be content with my 10 lindens.

It is interesting how many girl hunters are in the freebie places. I received dozens of IMs. Many people asked about my RL. I am a little slave in the world of second life. How does a little slave know what the RL is? The second in the top ten requests was sex. It seemed hunters did not read profiles. *laughs

I answered all IMs. I did it well, because my next Owner found me. He seemed to be nice person, who was interested in me; at least he read my profile. *smiles

Clearance

2010-01-12T21:00:00.002+01:00

My Mistress and I visited the auction hall, where we had met. At my last visit, the auction hall had been empty, now, people walking around the main square. My first thought was that an auction was in progress. I did not have time to look around as my Mistress held my leash and she grabbed me very hard if I lagged behind.

She stopped at a pole giving me some seconds to look around. Now, I realized that there was no auction; it was only the presentation of slaves waiting for the auction. I never saw similar and I like the idea very much. Slaves were chained to poles, near which their photo was shown.

Everybody could go to the salves to examine them and there was possible to talk with slaves. My Mistress was standing at a blond slave girl silently. I was looking around. There were three girls and one man offered for the next auction. I felt bit envy. It must have been exciting to wait chained to a pole and to feel eyes of possible buyers on the slave’s naked body. Fortunately, my Mistress ordered me to kneel all the time. Her order made me fell better.

Suddenly, my Mistress went away and stopped at the male slave. He greeted my Mistress very humble. My Mistress told him some words, but in whole, she behaved as if he was a subject no more. We were talking of him like people usually talked about the dresses and shoes.

I prefer male Dom, but I remembered that my Mistress wanted male slave to use me. I liked that idea. *winks

Suddenly, my Mistress disappeared. She never talked of her plans; she just did what she wished and sent for me. Such treatment often makes me horny. So, she disappeared and sent me a teleport.

Our next stop was H&H. My Mistress likes stockings, so I wore them. I do not have much stockings and tights, as I love be served naked. The golden tights I wore were awesome and not too sexy. My Mistress was not happy with it; she ordered me to find black ones for the next time. My Mistress had to go; she left for me for some minutes.

I have two nice pair from Inimitably Design, but they do not contain socks. As I had some free time, I decided to go to buy stockings. Search engine did not help me a lot. The new search system is awful. I do not know how it rates the places. The order of the result is a secret for me. Does anybody know how it works?

I went to DeeTalez. There, I could not find sexy stockings. Next stop was BabyDoll. Here, I found better stockings, but they were far from the indeed good ones. While I was searching for stockings, my Mistress returned.

She immediately called me to a strange room in an unknown place. Cells and wooden doors bordered the room. I beheld strange devices in the middle of the room. I had to sit on the first device, which keep my legs spread. My Mistress touched my legs. She told me to undress stroking my tights. I obeyed. It was cold in the dark room. Her warm fingers ran over my cold skin. She looked through my naked body and ordered me to the other device. There she bound me to it and I received and enema. It was painful, very painful. I felt sharp pressure in my body. My Mistress was stroking my nipples, my pussy and me. I was sure she liked my suffering face. The water stopped and she did not allow me to pee. I had to hold it. Oh, I cannot describe how painful it was. My Mistress was playing my bound body until she had to go. Only then she allowed me to pee.

Reminiscence

2010-01-11T21:00:00.002+01:00

My Owner was not online. I was just walking in SL. Nothing interesting happened to me.

Therefore, I have an opportunity to stop a gap and say some words about my story with the Japanese guy. Yes, I forgot to write a post about this adventure. Our meeting was interesting, so, I do not want to miss it.

I like Japanese culture. I like the beauty of buildings, gardens and kimonos. I also like their nice hairstyles, geishas and samurais. I also like the different between the western and eastern style behavior. Of course, I like Japanese bondage, too.

I decided to look around in Japanese BDSM related places. I did not found many such places. The search engine showed me only two places.

The first place is the home of an interesting role player society. I love its base story: Rich men build society on an island, where woman can play submissive roles. Most of the slaves are not volunteers; they were kidnapped from the different places of the world. They have no chance to escape, as the island is isolated well. I would be a slave on this island happily. The only problem is that every time I visited this island I could not see anybody. There were only empty buildings around.

The second place was an average BDSM place built and organized in Japanese style. I walked around and tried the different devices offering mostly to be bound in Japanese style. I finished and I prepared to leave, when a man appeared in front of me. We started a conversation and soon I became her slave for a day.

Yes, you are right it is not my style. But, the atmosphere of the last visited places affected on me much. From the other hand, I knew that he could not be my Owner for a week because of the very different time zones we lived in.

He took me to a new place. When I arrived, I looked around searching for other people. The big fountain covered the view. I could realize people far away from us, behind the fountain. My Owner’s first command was to pee in the fountain. Wow! It was interesting. It is not very humiliating, is not it? However, I felt humiliated. I knew that peeing in the public, especially in the fountain is not seemly. I had only one thought in my head, I did not want anybody to see me.

Then we went in the building, which stood in front of the fountain. After some steps I took inside the building, I thought that it was a public toilet. My Owner gave me a toilet pump. I had to place it on the wall and then I bent over. I had to walk to the pump holding my skirt. I felt as the wooden haft touched my pussy; that gave me a jump. I looked at my Owner and reading his will from his eyes, I knew that I had to accept the pump deep into my body. It was not painful; however, I was not very wet. Rather it was humiliating also. I stood kowtowed in public toilet masturbating with plumber’s friend.

When my Owner was satisfied, he ordered me to go deeper in the building. I only then realized that it was not a public toilet but a torture chamber. I could see different torture devices around. Most of them had some common with golden shower. I was ordered to sit on a chair and pee. I did not dare to look at my Owner. I lowered my head and heard as my pee tinkled on the floor.

I was sitting quietly and hoping that my Owner would pee on me. But he did not. It was enough for him for today. He sent me away not even saying goodbye.

This was very unique experience for me and I liked this adventure in the face of its freak.

Owned

2010-01-10T06:00:00.003+01:00

I went to Bondage Ranch. I was standing in the crowd waiting for IMs. I did not have to wait much. I received two IMs from two people. One of them was an auctioneer. She told me about the auction they held and offered an information package. The other person asked questions of me. The last question was about the reason of my limited in time servitude. I answered and he became silent. I try to be very polite when I answer such questions.

I was waiting for others to IM me and I was thinking of going to the auction. I had bad experience on auctions, but, in the end, I decided to try it, again. According to notes in the information package, the auctions are organized at 4 PM, which is too late for me. I decided to look around and find the proper auction hall.

I arrived at Consortium’s slave Auction, Black Diamond Strip Club. At the entrance, a male slave was talking with a girl. The slave greeted me. Probably, he was a greeting slave. I got notes about the auctions. After reading them, I walked around in the auction hall.

While I was walking, I received an IM from a girl, who stood at the entrance. She was searching for slaves and she found my profile interesting. After talking a minute or so, she asked me to be her slave for a week. I agreed, of course.

I set her as an Owner of my collar and the tokon HUD. I also changed settings, so she could check my position on the map. She told me that I had to greet her when I log in. She told me that she would give me to men, too. I was happy to hear it. She was new in SL, so she asked me to show good places. I took her to my favorite place, to H&H. There we tried a device and then she allowed me to go.

It seemed that I found a good Owner, in the end. *smiles

Big Sale

2010-01-05T21:00:00.000+01:00

I was free again. I found an advertisement of closing Inimitably Design. I mentioned in one of the previous posts that I liked DeeTalez shop. Inimitably Design offers the same style. I knew that I had to go and looked around. I hoped I could find good clothes for low prices.

I spent all my money. I recommend you going there and looking around.

Loving Owner II

2010-01-04T06:00:00.000+01:00

I woke up and I could not open my eyes when I received an IM from my Owner. I was happy; I thought he really wanted me use me.

He called me home. We met before his house, in the garden. According the rules set up by him, I knelt down and greeted him gladly. He looked at me and asked me to stand up. I rose and stared at his eyes smiling.

He ordered me to please him. I was in trouble. I did not know anything about his desires and dreams. There was nothing to do. I asked him what he preferred. He said that he was shy.
I started to dance for him. I had danced quite well and I hoped I did not forget too much. He looked at me silently. His face did not reflect satisfaction. I stopped dancing and asked if he wanted to go to interesting place. He nodded.

I was happy as the first step was taken; at least I knew that he want to explore SL. However, I did not know which places he liked. I asked politely he answered nothing. Then he told me that he wished to go to my favorite place.

I leaded him there, to my favorite place, which is not a BDSM related location just a beautiful and quiet place. He did not like it. I was really in trouble. He did not want me to feel bad and he tried to solace me as he realized my despair. He talked to me but he did not tell me what he really wanted. After some minutes, I supposed he wanted my body. When I asked if I was true, then he releases me saying he wanted a girlfriend instead a slave. I went away.

Next time, I saw him at the Bondage Ranch. He was talking to a pretty girl wearing silks. Well, BR is not the best slave to find girlfriend to go out. He did not realize me, and I did not want to disturb him.

Loving Owner

2010-01-03T06:00:00.001+01:00

I was at the Bondage Ranch, when I received an IM from a handsome man. He was a newbie and he wanted to be a Dom. I felt the excitement again. I do not know what happened to me; why inexperienced Owners make me horny.

He took me his home. He has nice house; I liked it. There I helped him to determinate my rules. He wanted me to kneel down and greet him such way. It is so exciting, is not it?

Then he started to play with my collar. If you read this blog, then you know how I do not like to be forced into different poses through the collar. I love to obey. It is so exciting to execute orders given by my Owner. I suppose Owners can feel their power over their slave if she obeys. To control an avatar with collars does not require a person behind the avatar. If I do not have to obey, then I can go to make coffee during my servitude. There is no need to be there, there is no need to give my soul my submission.

I mentioned it very politely; at least I tried to be very polite. He agreed with me. He wanted me to show him interesting place. I went to Heaven & Hell and sent him teleport. (Yes, H&H is open again!)

I showed my Owner one of the rooms, where my Owner selected a device and asked me to try it. I bound myself to the device and waited. My Owner touches my and fondled my body for a minute. Then he released me for today and went away.

Bed Series

2009-12-23T21:00:00.000+01:00

I never like to escape. I hate it. I try to do my best and every time I escape, I feel that I failed. The reason of escape is not so important.

I was walking alone, when one of my old friend IMed me. We were talking a bit, and then she called me to join her. I was happy, but soon I realized that she wanted to use me as a tool against her Mistress.

There were dark moments in our relationship, but I try to forget them. I try to remember only nice time we spent. In fact, I liked her. I could not imagine that she could use me such way. It really hurt. I had to escape again, but this time, I had to escape from friendship.

Harem on the Ball IV

2009-12-23T06:00:00.001+01:00

My Owner called me to serve. I arrived and he started to talk about my breasts size again. He wanted me to change my shape. It was bad to hear it. First, it meant that he did not like me. Second, he did not read my limits.

I never wanted to read all my profile. My profile is detailed and maybe it is too big. Of course, a good Master read slave’s profile and only bad masters do not read limits of their slaves. I warned him about my limits very carefully. He did not listen to me. He ordered me to stand in appearance pose. Then he wanted me to change my shape. I told him that my shape is not modifiable. He did not know what it meant, however his avatar was older mine.

I warned him again about breaking my limit. This time I expressed myself very clearly. He told he was not interested in my limits. According his opinion, slaves had to obey every time and limits were not interesting.

It was the time, when I had to stop him. I escaped from him. His name is baron Turbo.

So, if you need such master, you can find him. Or if you are clever enough, you can avoid him.

Harem on the Ball III

2009-12-22T21:58:00.000+01:00

My Owner did not call me; however, he was online. Maybe he spent time with other slave of his. I do not know.

I was alone and I upgraded my collars. I have many collars. Recently, I use open collars, as they became very popular. They are free. I recommend checking them. :)

Harem on the Ball II

2009-12-22T21:00:00.000+01:00

I greeted my Owner. He did not call me, so I walked freely in SL. I like Deetelaz clothes. It was long time when I had visited this shop last time. I decided to go there. I found some very good new clothes. They are very beautiful but very expensive.

The shop owner had changed the structure of the shop. I walked around and in the dark, hidden end of a corridor, I found old clothes. Their price was descended! Wow! Now, I have some awesome clothes from Deetalez.

Harem on the Ball

2009-12-21T21:00:00.003+01:00

Recently, I often visit Bondage Ranch. I do not spend much time here. I look around and wait for somebody to talk to me. I am very shy, so, I cannot start a conversation. Usually, nobody talk to me and I leave after some minutes of waiting.

Today, I got an IM. I was very happy I thought I found an Owner. He took me to his house.
There, he told me some sentences about of my required behavior. I allowed him to check my position on the map. I set him as the Owner on my collar and tokon slave HUD. He wanted me to use RLV. Of course, I agreed.

He wanted me to serve him with my mouth. I dropped on my knees and I did my best. It was so good for me. He said he enjoyed, too.

When I finished, he told me to join his group of slaves. I joined. The size of the group was surprise for me. He had many slaves about twenty or more. He also said that I had to greet him every day and then wait for his call. He said I had to be standby, but, he would not use me every day. I nodded.

Before going to sleep, he told me that my tits were too small. Well, I do not know. I have normal breasts. Do not you think so? I never wanted to be just a carrier of breasts unbelievable large, supernatural size.

The Dancer

2009-12-15T21:00:00.000+01:00

This day, my Owner took me to dance, again. In the club, he told me that he liked to have fun; he wanted to explore interesting places. He preferred a girlfriend, not a slave. I was thankful for his honesty. He is indeed a good person. But, as you know, I want to be dominated. So, he set me free.

Owned

2009-12-12T21:00:00.000+01:00

I was walking through BDSM related places. The aim was to find interesting places; I did not want to find an Owner. However, I got an IM. I am always happy when somebody want to talk to me. :)
After two sentences, I agreed to be his slave. We talked about the rules very little as he said that he was not an experienced Dom. I do not know why but his lack of experience made me excited.

He wanted to take me to a club to dance. Of course, I agreed. What else could a slave do?

We were dancing and then he allowed me to go to sleep.

Slavery of a Mistress

2009-10-10T16:48:00.000+02:00

On my last days, Arta had mentioned me about Russian peoples, who had rented parcels on her island and who had been BDSM fans. Some months later, when we met, she talked of them again. She started to talk about them fairly soon, after a dozen polite sentences. She wanted to show me the place of their Russian friends. I agreed and we went there.

I arrived and we stood in front of a prison. Before the prison, a woman was standing. Arta greeted her very politely. She did not answer. We were waiting for her answer some minutes; then we left for a castle built on the beach. The castle was furnished in BDSM style. Arta showed me around. It was nice, but nothing special.

We finished our tour, when a woman, who had not answered at the prison, came in. Arta greeted her, again. She was speaking in Russian with a translator. We were talking in Russian and then we with Arta left the castle. Later, I learned that Arta was a slave and the women we met was her Mistress.

Return

2009-10-01T16:00:00.000+02:00

After long break, I returned to SL and my submissive fate. I will not be online every day in the near future. Maybe later, I will. Who knows? I search for an Owner; I want to be slave. However, I do not search for long-term relationship.

I did not do anything but chatted on my first day. My old friends, my former Owners found me. I felt good warmness on my soul. It was so great to have such friends.

Medical Scene

2009-07-02T21:00:00.000+02:00

I woke up in the kennel. I greeted my Owner and I was waiting for him patiently.

When he arrived and ordered me to crawl out of the cage, I dropped on my knees and caressed him. I observed that he prefer to be caressed to foot kiss. I looked at his face hidden and I knew that I was right when I realized his smiling.

He ordered me to stand up. I still wore the pajamas. He asked me how I had slept and then he told me that I was smelly and messy. I was ashamed.

He took me to an ugly building and leaded me not allowing looking around. I realized where I was only inside the building. It was a special hospital to examine and torture woman. I do not remember what happened exactly. I had to take shower; then we went into other room. There, I went off in a swoon from the panic.

When I opened my eyes, we were at home. My Owner kept my head and allowed me to sleep outside of the kennel.

Off line

2009-07-01T21:00:00.000+02:00

I know that my blog is in ruins, now. When I returned, I got notification in both of my galleries. Flickr had made my account restricted and Google deleted many of my pictures. The reason was the same: adult pictures.

I do not want to fight and I also do not want to ask interesting question. You know my opinion and I do not want to argue with people, who count war less dangerous than uncovered, drawn female breasts.

Now, on Flickr, you can see only pictures, in which I am dressed from my everyday life. To see other of my photos, you have to log in and set the proper search filters. In fact, I reached the 200 pictures limit on this site, so there were no you capture on it.

The other gallery remained untouched, after deleting many of my pictures. I am searching for a web site, where I can upload captures of my submissive life.

I am not sure, if we like the galleries. If so, then please, be patient until I find the proper website.

Pony Girl

2009-06-30T21:00:00.008+02:00

My Owner had good news for me. He did not have a house, and it seemed to be important for him to keep me in a specific location. Fortunately, Arta offered one of her kennels for us. When we met, my Owner showed me this kennel immediately.

I still like to be a pony girl. My Owner had used me as a pony, and probably, he liked it because he wanted me to pull a pony cart again. He gave me some minutes to prepare myself and select the proper outfit. I put on a harness, a bit gag and even I pushed a pony tail into my butt. The handle of the tail was rather thick, so pushing it into my bottom was very painful. I was not sure if my Owner would like it.

I was ready and my Owner called me. I arrived at Alikat, near the carts. My Owner chose the most colorful one and I had to strap myself in. I pulled the cart under the control of my Owner. It was not very tough, not counting the tail, which tortured me on my every step.

My Owner guided me around the entire Alikat territory. I remembered the place, where we had fallen into a trap last time. But, I pulled the cart quietly, and it seemed that we would not meet any trap. I was mistaken.

Suddenly, I flew into air and then under the ground level. I tried not to move. SL did not care of my action. It leaded me and the cart in every direction including the sky and the hell under us. I am still not sure if there was a special trap there or just crossing four sims caused the problem. I would like to believe that it was a trap. SL viewer with great age verification must work without such errors, must not it?

So, we gave up the further pony playing and we returned home. There I was allowed to pull on nice pajamas, and I had to go into my kennel. My Onwer closer the door and left me alone.

New Old Owner

2009-06-29T21:00:00.003+02:00

It was the time to check the new search engine of SL containing age verification, which made our world better. *smiles

Recently, I became interested in humiliation. I decided to search for places related to humiliation. The first location I found was a not too big room full with people. I arrived and looked around. It seemed nobody cares of me. After some steps, I made I received IMs from two people. One of them was shy; we greeted each other and finished the conversation. The other guy was cool. But after talking in IM for some minutes, we said goodbye to each other.

My next stop was other interesting places. It was equipped with exciting BDSM devices. But, it was completely empty.

I just wanted to go further, when I received an IM from my old friend, Rhonda. Do you remember her? We had not met for a while. Now, she returned to SL, like me. She had a new Mistress and she really enjoyed to serve her. Unfortunately, she had only few minutes, so we could not meet. It was so good to talk with her, again. I hope we will meet soon.

An old Hungarian friend of mine IMed me. He had been my Owner. He was the one, who had sent me away before finishing my servitude. According his sentences, I felt that he wanted me to be his slave again. After a minute of hesitation, I thought 'Why not?'.

He sent me teleport. I arrived to the place, where my first service to him had started, to Siggy Waterworks. It is a PG place, and we never made BDSM RP there. But, it is the best beach theme place in RL. Check it, if you do not believe me!

I offered to use Tokon system instead of RLV tools; he agreed. I changed my cuffs and collars and set him as my Owner. Then he took me to dance, right there, on the beach. Nobody was around; we were alone under the bright sky.

After dance, my Owner took me to the pools, where we pushed me into one of them. His action was sudden. I just felt that the cold water caressed my body. Then we swam. He spattered me. I did not know how to react. I was afraid to spatter him back, so I stood it smiling.

After swimming, I was allowed to sleep on the beach.

Inventory

2009-06-28T21:00:00.000+02:00

I had to look over my inventory. I forgot what clothes and jewels I had. It was interesting to wear my old clothes.

Hairstyles

2009-06-26T21:00:00.001+02:00

I was trying hair I picked up in Hair Fair 2009. It was worth visiting. I found many nice free hairs and I got demos. I promised myself to buy them if I would have some money.

I always had long hair. But, I found a very lovely short hairstyle. So, now you can meet me with unusual appearance.

Hair Fair II

2009-06-23T21:00:00.000+02:00

The exhibition was so large; a single day was not enough to look at everything. So, I continued my tour. I found some nice hairs for free or for one linden.

Hair Fair I

2009-06-22T06:30:00.000+02:00

Hair Fair 2009 opened. I went there to have fun on the exhibition. Moving there was as difficult as I had been a year ago.

Last year, I had been afraid to miss some malls, as I had not figured out the structure of the exhibition. Now, it was easy to visit all malls; I simply had to follow the path built among the buildings.

Return to Earth

2009-06-21T18:30:00.000+02:00

In the evening, I logged in and I knew that I could not be a kajira any longer. Maybe, sometimes, I will... I was very afraid to tell it to my Mistress. But she was broad-minded and she accepted my decision.

One of my former Owners called me to visit him in a club. He was the DJ this evening. I changed my outfit. I put on jeans and blouse. I went to the club. It was interesting to dance with other people and chat freely.

Some minutes later, Nero became online. We met in Arta's house. Old remembrance touched my mind, when I met Arta, Nero and the Owner, who was DJ. We had nice conversation about the changes in SL. It was very interesting to learn how their life had changed while I had been away.

Return to Gor?

2009-06-21T06:30:00.000+02:00

I mentioned of the disabled check box in my previous post. Now, I know the solution. Do you remember Nero, who was my Master? He gave me an LM to check my age verification. Traveling to this LM the viewer automatically makes the necessary settings. Now, I am adult verified. I hope that the world became better. :)

I went to my Gorean city and continued searching for my Mistress' house. She was one of the best Mistresses, I had ever met. She taught me well and patiently.

Now, I had bad feelings. I was not sure if I could stay in Gorean World. Something has changed in my mind. I was not sure if I wanted to continue my kajira servitude.

In the end, I found the house and walked in. Everything seemed familiar to me. I felt that I did not want to continue. I just did not want to slight my Mistress, who had been very good to me.

Return

2009-06-20T21:00:00.000+02:00

I was away from SL for almost three months because of RL problem. I hope that the problems are solved or are going to be solved soon.

Before joining the SL, I checked if there was new viewer to download. I found one and installed on my notebook. I am always afraid to install a new viewer; so was I at this time. But, everything went all right as usually did.

I logged in the SL and looked around in my friend list. Nobody was online. I decided that it was the time to visit the old places. I prefer search engine instead of landmarks. So, I opened the search window. What do you think I beheld on it? It was a new check box labeled adult. This check box was disabled on my viewer. OK, let us try the search, I thought.

I wanted something adult theme to try the new check box. For example the world “war”. I got a result list. The next word I tried was ”slave”. I did not receive a result list; a warning message appeared instead. I tried the word “sex”, too. I got the result list. I gave up experimentation.

I had heard of the age verification. So, I opened my browser and do the verification process. I got verified in about ten seconds. It is very quick, is not it.

I returned to my viewer. The adult check box remained disabled. I relogged. Nothing changed. I had two interesting LMs, so I did not want to play with new age checking functions.

The firs LM leaded me to an open collar place. I heard of the open collar project, but I had not had any experience with it. The heart of the project was a mall, where I could get pretty collars free. The only condition to get them was to join their group. I had some really nice collars. I had to ask a manual for them.

The second LM was a landmark of exhibition “Hair Fair 2009”. Wow! I have to go there. The regions were full, so it was not easy to get there. I spend only few time there, and I found some nice hairstyles.

I was still in silks, barefooted as a kajira. I went back to the city, where I lived. The city was empty. It was not easy to find the house, where my Mistress worked. I was walking in the streets of the city searching for the house, when I realized that Sir Sleight became online. We talked a bit and he sent me a teleport.

I arrived and looked at the nice place he was building. Others of my friends arrived. We were talking in IMs. I hoped that nobody would have angry because I stayed with Sir Sleight, after some minutes of conversation, I had to leave SL.

Dream

2009-03-29T23:00:00.002+02:00

I was sleeping uneasily. In my dream, I saw a light descending on my body. Then, there were dark emptiness around me.

When I woke up and looked at the sky, I knew that I returned to Earth. I was not sure, but I felt that Priest Kings would not return me to Gor in the near future. At this time, I did not know that while I was sleeping, three months elapsed.

Tavern

2009-03-29T20:01:00.003+02:00

My Mistress leaded me into a medical room. There were many unknown for me bottles of salve and liquid in the selves. My Mistress started to work with these medicines and she sometimes threw away a cloth. I was kneeling in front of a table. I hesitated. I wanted to go to pick them up, but I was afraid to move without her order.

She felt my hesitation and ordered me to pick the clothes up and put them on the self. I obeyed.

Later, we went to the tavern of the city. I was very excited, as I knew that I would meet other citizens. I knew much of Gor, but I had forgotten much since I had lived among Tuchuks. We entered the tavern. It was a large room divided into some parts. I saw small tables, nicely created chairs and pillows next to each chair.

At the entrance, we met a woman dressed in a beautiful free woman clothes. She did not wear a veil similar to my Mistress. She and my Mistress started a conversation. They did not listen to me at all. They talked, as I would have been a subject like a table. I heard their conversation, but I did not understand much, as they talked about the everyday life of the city and I was still new here and I was not familiar with the places, the events and the people they mentioned.

A lovely slave girl joined us. She was my Mistress' Free Companion's slave. She knew the tavern well; it was clear for me, as I observed her behavior.

The ladies went to the table at the end of the tavern. I supposed this far place was reserved for free woman. My Mistress told my slave sister to serve something to drink. I was listening to her every motion. The girl was very good at serving and I wanted to learn.

When my sister served the paga, my Mistress leaned and whispers a question into my ears. She asked if I could try to serve a drink for them. I was very afraid, but I told 'Yes, Mistress' with bowed head. I knew that my Mistress did not want to hurt me; she wanted me to learn and the quickest way of learning is practice.

She smiled and ordered me to bring a paga for the other free woman. I moved toward the part of the tavern, where glasses and drinks were held. I was trying to move very lovely without any disturbing noise. I held the paga high above my head. My eyes were looking at the floor; I was very afraid to look at my Mistress. I felt that my sister was better me and I knew that I had to learn much. But, I did it. I served a paga without any mistakes. I was proud.

Soon, my Mistress told me to go to sleep.

Awaking

2009-03-28T21:00:00.005+01:00

I woke up in a room. I lifted my head languidly. The room was clean, red curtains hang from the ceiling. Suddenly, a woman smiled at me. According to her outfit, she was a Free Woman. She wore something like a bikini in Earth. I knew that none of the slaves were allowed to have such clothes. I wanted to jump off the bad seeking the way to escape. She pulled me back softly telling some balmy words.

She healed my tortured body and soon I felt better. I learned that she belonged to the cast of Phisicans and lived with a scriber as his Free Companion. We were talking for a while and when she got to know that I was not owned, she offered to be her personal slave. She was very kind and I felt deep in my mind that she must have been a good person. I was sure she would have protected me in this cruel world. However, I was not a skilled slave. I had worked in a Tuchuck's camp. I knew how to bake bread and how to cut logs. I was even able to sew. But, I did not know how to serve such noble woman and how to dance for her enjoyment.

She accepted me such and I decided that I would learn quickly. She told that they had a kajira, who was well skilled and who would help me. It calmed me down and I accepted to be her slave. She told me that we were in the estate, which is close to the city called Piedmont. She also told me her name, Akasha.

She showed me round in the estate. It was wonderful. She was very open to me and she showed me the best places. I bet many of them are ones of the nicest places of SL.

I met my Master. He was tall, strong man wearing leather outfit with scribes and swords. It seemed that his life was full of danger besides the science. He accepted me as a family slave and he offered his protection. I was very glad to find such people.

My Mistress told me that I would receive his collar in a small ceremony. They planned to make my collaring ceremony in the city. I was excited, but I was afraid as I knew that I would dance before citizens. I hoped that my sister would help and teach me of the Gorean dance.

Oh, I almost forget. There were no cages and chains in the island. My Owners did not want to force collar me; they need love from my heart not only a piece of meat. I have to learn quickly to deserve their kindness.

Return to Gor

2009-03-27T21:00:00.000+01:00

I arrived home in sunny afternoon. I opened the door and entered. Cold air caressed my body; the sharp light blinded my eyes.

The next moment I remembered was that I was lying in the field. I felt tired. Something stroked my skin. I did not know what it was as my eyes were closed. I wanted to open it, but I felt so tired. Warm wind ran through my body and stroke happened again to my entire body. I felt it even on my pussy, as I was naked. I jerked and forced myself to open my eyes.

I did it and breath became frozen in my body. I realized that I was lying in the grass. The grass stroked me under control of soft blowing wind. However, it was not important. What make me frightened was the sun. It was bigger and more reddish than it looked liked on Earth. I learned that it was not Earth. It was the other planet, from which I escaped. I was on Gor again.

I stood up quickly and looked around. Then I crouched again. I crouched not because I was almost naked, wearing only some pieces of silks. I crouched because I did not want anybody to behold me.

I was afraid to meet wagon people. Maybe they had hunting for me. In their eyes, I was only a slave, a useless slave, who escaped and therefore must have been punished.

I did not know what to do. I was hiding among the trees in the wilderness. I slept only few times and my dream was not quiet. I was afraid of meeting larns or other predators. Finally, I reached a road. It was wide, so I knew that it leaded to a city. I hesitated. I had to eat something; I knew.

I left for the city beside the stoned road, in the scrub. It was difficult to go on feet; I mostly crawled under stinger bushes. Suddenly, sunshine lit my body. I lifted my head and realized that I left the scrub and reached a lake. I was very thirsty and I crawled toward the lake gathering my all remained force. I saw an island in the middle of the lake and I went off in a swoon.

Return of the Kajira

2009-03-25T21:00:00.000+01:00

I received an offer to be a kajira. I was unsure, but I felt growing excitement. I was thinking for about half minute and deep in my mind, I knew that I would agree.

I learned that a pair living in Free Companionship searched for a second slave. The man is a scribe; the free woman is a physician. The woman offered me a tour in the city. Yes, it is a city, not a camp.

The woman showed me around in the city. The city was fairly big and had all necessary building in it.

It was so unusual, so strange to be among Goreans again. I agreed to be a kajira for two weeks. Then we will see, what the future brings.

Talking

2009-03-24T21:00:00.000+01:00

Do you remember Cruel Friend? I met him today and we were talking until we went to sleep.

Clothing Fair II

2009-03-23T21:00:00.000+01:00

I spent this evening with Arta, who was trying clothes got on the Clothing Fair.

Some outfits looked nice and others looked awful. I also had dozen outfits; but, I did not want to look at them at this moment. Maybe later.

Clothing Fair I

2009-03-22T21:00:00.000+01:00

A group message notified my about the fashion related event called Clothing Fair 2009. It said that the event would finish soon. I had some hours to go there and look around.

Of course, I went there, without delay. I arrived and a messages waited for me informing that the region would be restarted in a minute. I had a dozen LMs to the Clothing Fair. I went further. I got the same message in the new sim, too.

I was afraid that It was too late to visit the exhibition. But the third sim, where I arrived seemed to be quiet. I sent IMs to my friends informing them about the great possibility of finding some very cool clothes.

I was walking among the shops and soon I realized that the main theme was piracy. Gifts were offered in treasure-boxes. Generally, I could not see anything special. But, hunting for gifts always make me excited. I gathered many gifts. It was fun, not counting some shop owners, who wanted to make some money in a very special and far not honest way.

I got free a gift for 40 L. But the king of delusion is the Owner of the shop called SNOC. They offered free gift for 100 L. Of course, he or she hid it among the real free items.

The exhibition was good; unfortunately, I had only very limited time to look around.

Mature

2009-03-21T21:00:00.000+01:00

Arta, Nero and I were talking about age checking. They told me that Linden was working on the new age verification system.

Personally, I think it is a bit funny and people, who are against the legal sexual activity, are very prude. Of course, I hate every form of child pornography. However, it is not the best way to find with it.

OK, I can send the copy of my passport or driving license. But, some children can steal and copy mother's passport, cannot they? So, Linden fights windmills. Better solution would be to prevent making child avatarts.

I do not know how it will work. Probably, Linden will figure it out well.

Hungarian Guy

2009-03-20T21:00:00.005+01:00

I was alone and I did not know what to do. I was not sure if I wanted to find an Owner. I still wanted to try the banishment project. I was afraid of going there. I did not know why I just had some strange feelings. From the other hand, I did not want to seek Owners until I did not participate in the banishment project. I made a very lazy decision. I decided to go shopping and think of the choices later. I remembered that Analog Dog had shown some pretty hairstyles on Hair Fair 2008 some months ago. It was the time to go there and look around.

When I arrived to Analog Dog, I beheld a wonderful demo hairstyle on a girl. It was love for the first sight. Soon, I had two new hairstyles. Do you like them?

While I was searching for the proper vendors, I received an IM from a guy. He had found me earlier and had offered to be his slave. I had been owned that time, so we had agreed that I notified him when I was free. I had been IMed him later, but he had refused me saying that we had had different imaginations about BDSM. So, he IMed me. He wanted to talk with me not via IM but face to face.

We met and talked. I had to admit that we saw the world from different points of view. He was a nice guy. I wish him to find the proper slave.

BDSM places

2009-03-19T21:00:00.000+01:00

My Owner was not online. I decided to go to discover BDSM places.

First, I used the new search engine and soon, I found the place called BDSM Hotel Extreme. It sounded interesting, did not it. I cannot tell you anything about this hotel, as when I wanted to retrieve the landmark, SL sent me a very strange message: “We're sorry: This item's privacy settings prevent us from showing you any further details about it.”.

Can you explain me, why somebody put his location into the search engine and limit the information about it at the same time? I have no idea.

BDSM Hotel... It sounded good. Fortunately, I found another BDSM Hotel called BDSM Hotel California. It looked nice with many devices. So, it is worth visiting.

Swamp Hotel

2009-03-18T21:00:00.004+01:00

My Owner was not online. I decided to go to discover new places.

I found a very interesting place; it was some king of role playing location. I went to discover it. I descended in a whole stepping in a spiral staircase. Probably I mad a wrong step and I soon fell in a trap. I stood up and realized a green fog before me. A zombie walked out from the fog. Two other zombies followed his fellow. I tried to run away, but I did not know how to escape from the trap. The zombies approached. Finally, I won. I am sorry I do not describe how I overcame them. I let you enjoy searching the solution. It is very easy. After the battle, I found the way out. It was also interesting.

Then I walked around this place. Oh, It was very interesting. I promised to return here when I would have enough time. I suggest you to visit this place, again.

Patience

2009-03-17T21:00:00.003+01:00

My Owner was waiting for me, when I logged in. I greeted her and waited for her action.

After about five minutes of waiting, she leaded me in a house. She told me that this house belonged to her friends. The house was a bit empty. Only some furniture stood in the large room. My Owner went to the sofa and sat down. I followed her and stopped before her. She looked at me. I smiled at her silently. She offered me to sit down. I accepted her offer and I sat down. I had a strange feeling; I would have prefer to kneel.

She did not tell me anything. We were sitting there silently for about twenty minutes. Then she told me that I would learn patience today. I accepted it.

We spent this day silently.

New Owner

2009-03-16T21:00:00.001+01:00

I met one of my previous Owners, the one who had sent me away. We had talked since he had dismissed me. We had talked about my bad behavior only a bit and we had tried to remain friends.

This time, he invited me to meet at the beach, where I had started to serve him. Our conversation went slowly.

Suddenly, I received an IM. A woman asked me to be her slave. Her style of speech was unusual. This unique style lifted my level of excitement. I remembered when a Japanese guy had wanted me to be his slave. He had not spoken English, which had frightened me until one of my friends had shown that language barrier could be interesting from point of view of the slave.

This woman spoke English well; however she talked about herself in third person, like some Gorean slaves. The difference in her speech was that she addressed herself as 'Miss'.

We decided to meet and I had to leave my former Owner alone on the beach. He was very liberal and allowed me to go.

Miss was a petite girl, who stood in strange position. Reading her profile, I learned that I had to address her Miss. I asked about further the rules. I got to know that I had to greet her when I realized that she was online. She did not tell me how to behave in her absence, as she obeyed to be online when I would be here.

She told me to wear an XCite collar. We had a small conversation and we went to sleep.

Traps

2009-03-15T21:00:00.003+01:00

I went to discover BDSM places. In fact, I would have liked to know how BDSM places had been changed. I was browsing among BDSM locations and I found a new one. I did not remember its name. :(

This place covered two sims. The first one did not impact me much for the first sight. A bit later, I beheld its unique maze. Imagine a labyrinth with glass walls. It was a challenge to go through it.

The other sim looked mysteriously. Wizards lived there. Wizards, who liked BDSM...

I entered the sim and I received a warning message about the hidden traps. I took a small tour and I can confirm the truth about the traps.

Auction

2009-03-10T21:00:00.001+01:00

Today, I went to a slave auction. No, I did not put myself for sale. I was just curious about the auctions. Two of my friends joined me; they had never been on such auctions.

Two girls were on the stage in front of the crowed. The girls were pretty; however one of them remained silent. The auctioneer was one of the worst I had ever seen. We did not enjoy this auction.

Changes

2009-03-10T21:00:00.000+01:00

I missed SL for a while and it was pretty surprise for me to receive IM from Nero. We met and talked about the changes.