CORNERTIME: Choke on This!

So it was time to punish My slave. Not for anything extraordinary - just his usual mistakes. Foolish blunders in front of My Dominant female friends. Forgetting to kneel and kiss My boots when he entered the room. And, least not forget his worst sin of all this week - forgetting to handwash his manties (mans panties: in fact an old pair of Mine that he now wears to keep Me in his thoughts always) instead wearing his usual boxer briefs under his clothes on a trip to meet at My Dungeon. So I ordered him to strip before Me, and started telling him of his faults, and the eminant punishment which was to come. I teased him coyly with My latex gloved fingers until I had him in a state of complete arousal... then proceeded to fasten him securely into My antique barber's chair for a little electric interrogation. How dare he disobey Me like that! Only a complete fool would attempt such mockery. To think for a second that his oversights would go unnoticed. So he sat there trembling, drool spilling out of his pantie-gagged mouth, making him look even more ridiculous. I scorned him first for his lack of respect - he knows the proper way to greet and address his Mistress. After all, had I not taught him to do it properly?!! So why were W/we here - back at square one? Why had he been so preoccupied with dropping his own belongings to the floor that he made this careless oversight. I am a Goddess and I should be treated as such with an immediate symbol of his submission as soon as he enters My private space and he finds himself lucky enough to be in My presence. The electric humbler proved to be an excellent way to remind him of his proper positioning - on his knees. "Zappp!": he couldn't help but fall to the floor, legs bent, screaming through his tightly gagged mouth for Me to let up on the electricity just long enough that he may catch his breath. Then "Zappp" again. Silly fool. Stay on your knees for all I care. That should teach you where your place is bitch boy! I unfastened the gag in his mouth, so he could spit out the saliva drenched panties. I inspected them to make sure they were now properly clean, and then ordered him to step into them. I turned him around and made him bend over the chair this time, to properly discipline him with My leather strap, while he stood with the panties around his ankles. I beat some sense into him... then had him draw My bath. Finally, some relaxation after My slave started acting appropriately. I hope his sore bottom reminds him of his duties and he heads My words next time. (if he knows whats good for him!)

CORNERTIME - Pain Slut Caning

This was a valuable lesson to be learned by My slave. he was told that his behavior needed modification, and I wanted the lesson to sink in. So I applied the magic marker to his flesh, and wrote these words: P-A-I-N across inside of left arm and S-L-U-T across inside of his right arm. Then I picked up My cane. I made him kneel before Me with his arms out to the side, palms to the sky, to be judged before those above. I told him to spell the words slowly, giving Me just one letter at a time. With each letter, he received a stroke of My cane down on the palm of his hand, alternating left then right. Each letter also represented another word, which I said loudly, as I struck down on him. Each word a quality that he should break himself of:

P- Presumptuous!
A- Arrogant!
I- Insolent!
N- Nasty!

S- Scornful!
L- Lethargic!
U- Useless!
T- Troublesome!

I then had him rise to his feet, which were bound in leather restraints and chained together, and instructed him to bend over the steel pole and brace himself for the second half of his punishment. I repeated these words as I caned his bare ass repeatedly, making sure that each stroke of My cane also coincided with My reciting a single word from his punishment rhyme. I wanted to be certain these words would sink in. I wanted to break him of these habits, even before the attributes became apparent in his behavior. A good preventative beating, I call it. To be clear that these faults would not be tolerated from him in My presence, under My guidance. That he shall associate these words and traits with My stern discipline, and any time he notices himself leaning towards one of these behaviors, the sting of My cane would enter his conscious memory and pull him upright out of his mistaken path before wronging others with his carelessness.

Very effective lesson... Try it.

Trials & Tribulations

Since early October I have been working closely with My submissive, who I refer to as webtool. As a person I find him quite stimulating, as a slave I find him to be loyal, and always willing to stretch himself thinner to accommodate Me. The countless of hours he has spent fine-tuning My website to offer you the most up-to-the-minute accuracy of My whereabouts has been truly a sign of his unwavering devotion for Me. Though I reward him occasionally, usually he is the unlucky receiver of punishment at the end of one of My newsest toys, so he takes a fair amount of misdirected wraps and otherwise unplanned hits to his backside while I'm still breaking in new whips, learning their falls, and how far I should stand from My target - and so on and so forth. he is a fine sport about this. I fear how well he will hold up as the rest of a batch of Victor Tella's start to arrive, one by one, after being handcrafted to bite and sting the skin. Snake Whip has arrived - up next: Galley Whip, Viper Quirt, and 4ft Bull Whip. I have decided to start a little blog (here it is!) which tells of his punishments and records his healing and any changes in his demeanor as an after effect of this training. I shall call this task: CORNERTIME. Check back weekly to read of and witness pictures of the manipulation and torture of My webtool.