Sex Slave

I was standing at the Bondage Ranch when I received an IM. I guy wanted me to be his slave. He asked me about my limits and needs, before telling me about his desire. He wanted me to play with myself in RL, too. It was not an unusual request and I admit that in most of cases I became very excited in RL. So, it was not a unique desire, but nobody lied emphasis on it. I agreed with the conditions that I must be alone.

I was owned again. I was happy. In additional, my new Owner seemed to be a kind person. He asked me to show a good BDSM place. I was not familiar with his dreams, so I decided to go to “Heaven & Hell”. Do you remember I mentioned this place earlier in this blog. It has many chambers for satisfaction different needs.

We he arrived, I tell him about the place and about the chambers and my Owner decided to go to the Bondage Dungeon. He bound me naked on the cross in front of the room and started to play with me. He did not hurt me he just mollycoddled me. I had to wear my excite body parts and he made me cum soon. Then he shouted at me, as he had not allowed me to cum. Yes, I did not pay attention to my xcite status.

My Owner punished me in a very pleasant way. He bound me tight and start to play with my pussy until I cum.

Sometimes, he allowed me to give him oral pleasure, but, manifestly, he did not enjoy it. He ordered me to show a place where we could make love. I like H&H, as there is such section there, too. He was using me and then he ordered me to put on everyday clothes.

We went to his favorite place, where we were dancing before sleeping.

My new Owner used me as a sex slave. I was satisfied in my body more than in my mind, however, I enjoyed it. His rules are related to my sexual actions. I am allowed to do everything except having sex with other without his permission.

Walking

I was visiting popular BDSM places and nobody recognized me. I was walking in the fields of Bondage Ranch. This place is always full. It is sometimes impossible to come here because it is full. So, the place is full but only few people talks. I sometimes heard conversation in some other than English (and Russian and Hungarian) language. I did not understand anything. Usually people stood there silently, maybe they IMed each other.

Etiquette

Classes at Bondage Playground are not rigid. You can say if you have something to tell or if you want to share something. We were talking about roles and responsibilities in BDSM. It is nice theme, is not it?

We discussed what it meant to be a good Dominant. I realized that I differed from the most of the slaves participating in the class. I am not better or worse. I am just different. Most of us, students, searched for a permanent Owner. The desires are different in long term relationship. I can handle everything for a week, at least, I think so at this moment. I know that I will be free after a week. The situation is different in permanent relationship. The slave must handle her Owner's caprice all the time. It is essential for a permanent slave to find a kind and beloved Owner.

From the other hand, I am lucky because I had have only good and better Owners, not counting the ones who did not used me.

The teacher mentioned the slave etiquette, in other words the rules for the slave. I know that both dominant and submissive must follow some rules as Dominants must pay attention to submissive's limits. But the etiquette does not contain slave's limits. Yes, it is created in accordance with the slave's limits.

I like rules. They can help me when I am confused. They can help me to serve better my Owner. Of course, the rules remind me that I am a slave. Following my Owner's rules makes me excited as I like control. We were discussing about the slave etiquette. A Mistress student did not like this rules. I marveled. I supposed that Dominants also like these rules. I supposed that they like to control their subs or slaves.

It was the second class kept in Bondage Playground. I liked both. I hope they will continue teaching.

Poor Slave Girl

I woke up under the stairway. Sir Bela was not in the house, but he left me a message. The message contained orders for me. I had to go to the corner between the wall and the cage. I went there quickly and continued reading the message. I had to stay until my Owner would come online. Sir Bela did not want me to feel lonely. So, I had to write IMs to him about how lucky I was to serve for him. He ordered me to continue sending messages in every minute until he would come home.


I was a bit frightened not knowing how long I would stay facing to the wall and how many sentences I had to write. I did not know how he recognized my present but he came online in about ten minutes.

I greeted him on my knees bowing my head in front of him. He walked around me without a word. I was wondering if I was mistaken. He suddenly ordered me to go in a cage, in a query cage. I hate this cage. It says sentences and I must repeat them. In case of any fault, the cage punishes me. The cage can make me add numbers and if the result is incorrect then I can wait for my punishment. I was sure that I was mistaken. However, I did not know the reason.

Sir Bela closed the door of the cage and the cage gave me mathematical tasks. I had to add number. How much I liked it! I was busy with math exercises when my Owner ordered me to play with myself with emotes. He set the timer to ten minutes and went away. I was kneeling in the cage and made math exercises during the masturbation. Try it, it is funny. I avoided punishment for about two minutes, when Sir Bela IMed me. He asked question about my feelings. I answered slowly as I had to continue playing with my pussy and add numbers at the same time. He became angry. I knew I was slow. I tried to answer Sir Bela with the highest priority. Of course, I got penalty. I sometimes dropped a look at the timer of the cage. It showed twenty seven minutes.

My Owner returned and opened the door of the cage. I spent there ten minutes, no more. I was ashamed. I did not trust in him. I was bad slave. I dropped on my knees and begged for mercy. Sir Bela forgave me, but he had to punish me. I took off my skirt and he bound me to the cross. I received ten strokes on my bottom. I cried in pain but I was thankful for my Owner.

After the punishment, he closed me to the cage, again. He chose another cage, at this time and I was very thankful for his choice. I was in a dark for three minutes. The door was opened and I said thank again.

Then, he ordered me to change my clothes to a slave rug. I trembled. I was not sure if he forgave me. Sir Bela knew me and understood my feelings. He calmed me down. I started to dance for me in a rag. I felt humiliated.

I received an IM via the Bondage Playground channel. They notified all members about the start of the BDSM class. Sir Bela must have received this IM, too. Because, he ordered me to go to learn. He knew that I liked such classes. I was really ashamed, how I could not trust in him.

I kissed his legs before go to the Bondage Playground.

Dressed in Gown

Sir Bela IMed me and asked if I was free. He wanted to use me. I agreed and I was very horny when I arrived to his home. I had to wear a beautiful and transparent gown and red straps under it. I was familiar with his dreams and I was sure that I would walk in the streets of SL, soon.

I was amused when he ordered me to go in the cage. The cage is built of bricks and it offers many possibilities to control the captive. Sir Bela closed me and I was told to kneel down. He left me alone for ten minutes, but I must have moved in every minute otherwise the cage punished me. I could not see anything so I had no idea if my Owner was in the room.

When the doors of the cage opened, Sir Bela was waiting for me. He bound me to the wall facing to it. Then he started to ask question about my submissiveness. The questions were very personal to Nia and they were very humiliating at the same time. I could not see him, I heard only questions and answered whispering.

After the interrogation, I was dancing for him. I grabbed the metal pole in front of his throne and danced with emotions. I wanted him to be so excited as I was.

He did not let me dance for a long time. He sent me to the Bondage Playground, to his mall. I had no idea what would happen. I went upstairs and saw virtual myself kneeling at the entrance. Nobody was around. I did not know what Sir Bela wanted to do with me here. I was standing at the entrance and I was afraid to move. But, I tried to find something what can be used for BDSM purpose. I realized that my Owner was approaching. I became rather excited and I still was wondering what we would do here. He ordered me to jump on the advertisement box in the middle of the mall. I had to kneel. Sir Bela left me alone kneeling on the box. I was ordered to greet everybody walking around. I felt so humiliated. I wished not to meet anybody. I do not remember how long I was on the box, but when I received the teleport, I took a deep breath.

I found myself in my Owner's home. I saw a flogger in Sir Bela's hand. He bound me to the cross and I got whipped. I had to count each strike and say thanks to him. Sir Bela ensured me that it was not a punishment; I was whipped just for his fun.

After the whipping, Sir Bela sent me to Blaze. People always walk in this popular shop. When I arrived, a salesgirl greeted me. I felt myself naked in my transparent gown. I informed my Owner where I was and what I did. I had to stay on all fours and crawl on the pathway in front of the shop. He ruled my movement from the distance and leaded me to a small square on the pathway. I had to kneel and take off my clothes. I was kneeling facing to the shop. I could see people moving in the shop. I knew they could realize me easily.

In about five minutes, Sir Bela gave me permission to move back. Of course, I had to crawl naked toward the entrance of the shop. I felt my heart beating in my throat. I was very afraid of meeting somebody. I reached the stairway and I could hear people talking in the shop. Sir Bela let me stay on all fours and naked for about five minutes and only after it he called me to return to his home.

My Owner was satisfied with me and I was allowed to go to sleep. I had to go under the stairway.

Changing IMs

I received an IM from a girl. She greeted me as a slave. I was all in a flurry and I answered quickly. She was offline. I was a bit disappointed. It would have been so good to serve again. This woman IMed me again about a half an hour later. I greeted her again and I did not receive any answer.

I took my usual tour among the popular BDSM places, but nobody was interested in me.

Dance

It was Sunday and nobody owned me. I do not like to search for an owner at weekends. It is not difficult to find an owner who is in very different time zone. Many people do not read my profile and I also forget to ask about time zones. On working days, I usually meet people living in the same time zone.

So, I was walking in shops. I like to do it. Creators are so skillful. It is interesting to browse among their new works.

Sir Nabru IMed me. I felt happy. I always like to talk to him and I like to serve him. He is such Master who really cares after her slaves. He helped me much and I would like to give him back his kindness. Besides it, I love to serve him. Unfortunately, we are in the different time zones and we can meet in weekends if he has time and I am not owned.

So, Sir Nabru IMed me. I started to change my hair. He asked me to wear lingerie. I obeyed, but when I wanted to put on my collar then it replaced my baby doll. I was seeking other collar. I put on quickly and I got the same result.

Sir Nabru told me not to fight with collar and sent me teleport. We were at the top of his house. We danced and we talked. I enjoyed it so much.