On Wednesday, my Master set out the rules for the upcoming 7 days: I have 7 tasks that I will reveal day by day, but I must follow each one daily throughout the week.
The third rule: Walk, as much as possible, naked and on all fours when I'm at home without the k*ds. I must walk until the pain is unbearable. On the first day, I barely managed 5 minutes. For this weakness, I received a punishment from my Master who assured me that I could do much better. The second day, I was f*rced to surpass myself. The pain quickly became unbearable, but I continued, driven by my desire to obey. My Master then ordered me to lie down on the bed and administered a BDSM correction on my intimacy, before allowing me to reach orgasm as a reward for my efforts. It was an intense, unique, extreme orgasm.
In parallel, I continue my previous tasks: behave like a slut when I go out, reach orgasm 2 to 3 times a day after enduring intense pain for 10 minutes. More tasks will be added, which I will reveal in the coming days...
I feel intense pride in accomplishing these tasks for my Master. I love to obey. I love being treated like his bitch. I love being his object. I love pleasing him. I love that he is proud of me.
