Mistress took me to the Bondage Ranch yesterday to complete one the entries in my punishment book, I had broken my dress code and the punishment Mistress chose was to display me naked publicly. While she had a look around and prepared me by locking me in a kneeling position with my arms behind my back I was able to introduce Mistress to my friend Miss Erin. It seems she is rather taken with the journal and has had her own slave start one. I have had such fun with this one in the short time I have been writing it I look forward to reading my sisters.
Then with a caring pat on the cheek Mistress locked a gag in my mouth and left. I was a little scared I have to say, so many strangers and I could do nothing to protect either my decency or my honour. It soon became obvious that I was more of a living ornament than any kind of tasty morsel to most. Occasionally a slave girl might wander by and seeing my dilemma would either offer me a sympathetic smile or take advantage of my situation by teasing my nipples mercilessly.
At one point a Master tried to take control of my shackles and when he failed started spanking my bottom, how difficult it is to explain with a gag in your mouth that you have an owner and you yourself do not have control of your restraints. There were also some very curious individuals who seemed to have an incredibly poor grasp of communication and just wanted to indulge in some very frightening play. Thankfully the Head Mistress and my sister Rose came along, when two angry slaves are left to defend a Mistress from fools you can surely bet that the fool soon gets the message. Rose is quite the firecracker when she gets going!
Eventually Mistress came and my relief must have been self evident because after comforting me and helping me ease the strain out of my cramped muscles we went off shopping, I always love to see what Mistress likes and I was not disappointed today when she found a darling little black and pink latex outfit for me. I feel quite decent in it compared with some of my clothes, I don’t think I have a skirt as long as that anywhere and still when I walk it floats behind me showing my cheeks for all to see!
After a long session with my sister Kat who it seems is to spend some time as a pony girl, checking her tack and making sure she was presentable to be on show as Mistress’s pony we slipped away to talk in her bedroom. It seems like we are not just expanding the depth of my submission and the amount of control but when Mistress allows me we can talk freely and lovingly. Of course I still make mistakes occasionally and I was annoyed when I got another entry in my punishment book. At least Mistress was lenient this time. But she has told me I am her favourite slave now and first in her heart, I am simply lost for words and my heart overflows with love with her in placing that trust in me. I will not let her down.
