Submissive

This week, I was under the command of Master Doogie , a virtual master with 10 years of experience who chose to rent me for a week. From the very first day, my schedule was laid out: heavy , demanding, but I knew it would push me beyond my limts. After reading my contract, the tasks ahead seemed intense, almost overwhelming. But I had only one desire : to prve to Master Doogie that I was worthy of this opportunity, that I was capable of being the perfect submissive he expected

My real-life master had to deliver 20 slaps to my face, the very first time I had experienced that. The humiliation ran deep, far beyond a simple spanking or crawling on all fours. With each slap, I thanked him. I felt my skin burn, but deep inside, it was for him , for Master Doogie, to show him that I cuuld endure this trial. I wanted to prove that this week, I would be worthy.

The next step was learning the positions. Executing and holding them was pure bliss. Being guided and shaped to his desires filled my heart with devtion. Then came my first scenario, and that’s when my true training began. Master came to get me, naked, with a plug in my ass and a leash around my neck. He led me on all fours to the living room. Once there, I had to remove the plug from my ass and lick it clean. The smell, the warmth, all of it reminded me where I belonged: on my knees, submissive.

But that was only the beginning. I then had to urinate into a bowl, fill an enema bulb with it, and give myself an enema with my own urine. The thought of it seemed extreme, even to me. Inserting the urine into my body, then replacing the plug to hold it in… it was an exercise in total humiliation. But I did it. I submitted, I surrendered. And despite the degradation, I came. Because it was for him. Afterward, I had to plunge my face into the liquid, feeling it on my skin

Master Doogie didn’t stop there. he had arranged for my real-life master to deliver 50 lashes with the crop on my already red and sore ass. The humiliation knew no bounds. Then, once the punishment was over, I had to put my dick gag on and wait in the corner , submissive and patient. Every minute was a test for my body and mind, but I knew it was what Master expected of me.

Never had I been humiliated so deeply. Never had I felt so submissive, s small, and vulnerable. And yet, through the pain and humiliation, there was immense pleasure. A pleasure in knowing that I was meeting Master Doogie’s expectations , that I was living up to his experience.

The week continued with equally challenging tasks, positions, photos, and my body being used for his pleasure at every moment. On the last day, I had to make him a 50-minute video, one where my anal hook was inserted, and my master controlled my orgasm. Each time I neared pleasure, he took it away, and I had to punish myself by slapping my pussy five times, very hard. This blend of pain, frustration, and pleasure was beyond anything I had experienced before.

This week has been grueling. Master Doogie is a demanding master, and I don’t think I fully met his expectations. Perhaps I’m still a little too vanilla, not yet fully trained to be the perfect submissive. But thanks to him, I’ve learned to push my limits , to undrstand where my place is. Thank you infinitely, Master Doogie, for this training. Thank you for guiding me.

Tenderly and submissively,

Vicky