“During the initial stages of its training it is not able to perform with perfection yet. For instance, the other day Mistress Ezada Sinn walked into the hallway after having a nice lunch with Her cruel Woman friend Lady Sada. As instructed, it was waiting for Her, naked, kneeling down, hands on its back, head to the floor. As soon as Mistress Ezada Sinn walked into the hallway, She expected Her property to assume the doormat position, so that She could clean the soles and high heels of Her favourite pair of boots. But it failed to anticipate Her wishes and stayed in waiting position. This made Mistress Lady Ezada Sinn furious. She started to kick it hard with Her boots, while shouting out loud Her disapproval. Soon it started to cry and scream and trying to evade Her boots, while it should have known never to make a sound or move without specific instructions or permission. Heated with anger, Mistress Ezada Sinn now wanted to crush its snout with Her boots, but She composed Herself just in time. Instead, She infused fear into its brainstem, while speaking with a low and slow voice: Useless subhuman creature, you will now experience what I am capable of. Assume worm position and follow me!
Five minutes later Her property was tied up down in the hellish dungeon under the mansion of Mistress Ezada Sinn. Still a male creature, not yet fit to be addressed as a well trained object of use. Very painful clamps torturing its nipples, a small bucket hanging down from its excuse for malehood. You will stay like this for the next 12 hours. Soon, all your muscles will start to hurt and anger against Me will build up inside your soul. But there is nothing you can do and soon the anger will turn itself against you. Ahh, how much you will suffer! How delicious!
And then She left.The light went out and it was alone in the dark with its agony.
As predicted, after some hours the torture became almost unbearable. But this was just the prologue. After what seemed like an eternity – in fact it was after four hours – it heard the sound of high heels closing in. Let there be light. And there She was, Mistress Ezada Sinn, fully dressed in military uniform. Hello My slave, I brought you something to eat and something to drink. Close your eyes and open your mouth. First, I will feed you with the mud you failed to lick from My boots. I added some flavour, since this afternoon I felt I needed to clean My nose thoroughly. I also added the toiletpaper I used just ten minutes ago. Second, I will offer you a delicious drink. It is a mixture of My piss and My snot and saliva. Yes, I know you do not like foul language, but you will just have to cope with it! Or would you rather have Me feeding you living worms and spiders?
Soon, it was dark again. And after a while, it felt an urgent need, but it knew that relieve would add to the weight of the bucket. And inside its head it heard the echo of cruel promises: After a few hours I will be checkin’ in again, to see how you are doing. And guess what? I just called Lady Sada, and I think She has a crush on you! I think I do not have to explain Myself. Because you already know how much She loves feeding subhumans with leftovers that have been processed deep inside Her. I know how much you crave to be of full service to Me, but that will never happen. I think this will be a nice compromise! Meanwhile, I will place these small candles between your toes, they will burn for two hours, so if your feet are cold, just be patient, yes?
Later that day, round midnight, Mistress Ezada Sinn danced on the music Her screaming slave produced, while She was whipping him with Her single tail. She felt quite energetic, so She let Her whip come down at least 300 times. Blood was running down skin and this inspired Her to yet another delicious torture: I feel an urgent need, but I am not going to piss into My subhuman toilet. Instead, I will piss on its wounds, so that My piss will be running unmediated through its heart and grey cells. And so She did.
The next day, round lunch time, it assumed doormat position as soon as it heard the key. Although this time Mistress Ezada Sinn expected it to assume ashtray position, She felt quite happy with what She accomplished in just 24 hours.”
Written by slave x.