Collars M/s

Master is unaware of the fact that for the past few weeks I have been almost lusting after a collar and yes i mean the physical collar not the permanent emotional collar aspect. It has been a long time since I last wore Master's collar, since I last felt the leather enclose my neck and the constant reminder that I am his. I have my bracelet but its really not the same as I am so use to it I barely notice it anymore (though feel naked when its not there) something around my neck is not something that I have ever gotten use too, it reminds my all the time of what and who I am and of my Master's love and need for me.

The aniversery of the day I became his slave is coming up very soon and part of me really hopes that he will give me a permanet locked silver everyday collar from chaos creations that we have been looking at for some time, another part of me doesn't beleive that i will ever get a collar like that and that part of me makes me a sad slave. I know that people say its just a physical object and that may be so but it would be so nice to feel one around my neck and even to have people comment on how pretty it is.

If I had my way right now we would be buying a sleep collar and/or a permanent day collar as well as a varity of dress collars to go with different outfits.

High protocol and other rules (M/s)

Over a month ago now Master set me a task to come up with a list of suggestions to be put on a formal rules list. This formal rules list is not the rules for day in day out live rather its the list of rules that Master will become active when ever Master decided that we are moving to high protocol for a period of time.

So here's my list of rules suggestions that Master may or may not decide to use.

* All normal slave rules apply in addition

* The slave must not meet her Master's eyes unless she is directed to do so.

* The slave must not touch the Master unless directed to do so.

*The slave must ask permission to use the bathroom

* The slave must ask permission to speak, if no response is recieved after the inital time she asks she may ask once more but if no response is recieved to this query then she must remain silent. If she does not remain silent the Master has the right to force her to silence by use of a gag or any other means that he deems apprpriate.

* The slave may not use any furniture without permission, if the Master is out of the house she must use the floor unless she has recieved prior permission to use furniture.

*The slave cannot automatically expect to sleep in the bed with her Owner, but must beg for this privilege. If she does not beg permission to his Owner’s satisfaction, she sleeps on the floor or other place of Master's choosing.

* The slave will eat only when fed, and may drink only water unless she asks special permission.

*The slave will serve her Master at the table, when she has seen that all of his needs are meet she will kneel on the floor to his right side and await his instructons. Slave will prepare food for herself and serve it to her Masters instructons which may range from him feeding her off his plate, too inviting her to eat with him at the table or having eat on the floor with only her hands as utenisals or eating kitty style out of a pet bowl, he may allow her to eat while he eats or choose to have her eat once he is done and set a limit on the amount of time she has to eat.

* The slave will always address her Owner in a respectful manner, by a title or in a manner that clearly displays her submission.

* The slave must spend a minimum of an hour a day in some form of bondage or restraint, which could include ankle or wrist cuffs with a chain, a buttplug, a chastity device or any other form of restraint.

* She must specifically ask for his bondage time if the rule for the day is “high protocol”.

* The slave will sleep in some form of bondage, whether on the floor or on the bed. This may range from only a collar, cuffs or being secured with chain or rope or anyother form of bedtime bondage that Master decides is appropriate. Again she is required to ask to be bound to sleep.

Some of these rules have been taken from a list of high procol rules I found on a forum while others are mine. While on that forum from the same lady who posted her high protocol rules I found some other rules that I quite liked and that I want to post here so that Master and I may discuss them, we have discussed them once in the past and he wanted to come back to them and take what would work for us out of them so once again dear Master here they are.

I need rules as they give me structure and keep me focused on the fact that I am Master's slave and property. I like the rules below as they put as much of the effort to uphold the 24/7 lifestlye on me as they do on Master and don't just assume that it is all on Master's sholders to give me orders and micro manage my day. Of course they would need to be rewritten so as to come from a male Master, female slave point of view.

A Slave's Body
A slave must be ready for her Owner’s use and discipline at any time. A slave’s cunt and her ass belong completely to his Owner, along with the rest of her body, and they must be maintained properly.

The slave’s pubic area will be kept smoothly shaved. During every shower or bath, the slave will clean himself in these areas carefully, keeping in mind that she is doing so to be ready for his Owner’s pleasure. She will also meditate on how lucky she is to be owned and how lucky she is that her Master wishes to use her holes for his pleasure.

The slave is never permitted to touch herself for her own pleasure without her Owner’s permission. A slave’s orgasm is a great privilege, and she should be aware that she is very, very lucky that her Master happens to enjoy causing them.The slave may be kept in chastity for extended periods, locked up and not permitted any orgasm.

Pleasure and Privileges
A slave’s comfort and pleasure are privileges, not rights. With the understanding that it is healthy and normal for a slave to be allowed to pursue her interests as well as attend to his normal adult responsibilities and relationships (family, job, friends, etc), she is not automatically entitled to do so any time she feels like it. She does have standing orders to take care of her own adult responsibilities and relationships. The Owner will do his best not to place his personal desires or whims above his property’s actual responsibilities, and will encourage his property to learn and grow as a healthy person by pursuing her own interests and hobbies. However, the time to pursue these interests does not belong to the slave by right, but to the Owner. Leisure time activities are a privilege, not a right. She is property, and property can have privileges taken away at any time.

If the slave has not attended to her duties and chores, but feels the real need to relax with some leisure time for mental health before getting to work, she must specifically ask for this privilege to be granted. Since there is mutual trust and caring between Owner and slave, it most likely will be.

She can also negotiate a “time out” period from the more intense D/s dynamics. “Time out” is healthy for both dominants and submissives and is always okay for either person to ask for. However it will be the exception rather than the rule.

While enjoying leisure activities, the slave should remember to be grateful for this privilege and to demonstrate his submission and gratitude.Time taken to enjoy leisure activities does not necessarily mean time outside of submission. A slave may be naked and collared, or in some other form of bondage, while watching television or surfing the Net, unless she is in a mental health “time out” period of relaxing away from the D/s relationship.

All pleasures, without exception, are granted by the Owner and not something the slave is entitled to. For instance, while a slave has to eat and drink, bread and water is perfectly healthy.

The slave will periodically spend time with little or no pleasure and privilege, which will make her more fully appreciate the pleasures and privileges she does normally have rather than simply taking it for granted that his Owner likes to make him happy.

Accepting Responsibility
It is a slave’s responsibility to ask for her training sessions and to work hard to obey the training rules. She should not always need to be told or reminded. At least once a day, she will kneel and ask to serve. This service will be anything her Owner desires from serving him food and drink or preforming housework to kneeling where he can see her and be proud of his property and everything in between. These service periods will range in length of time depending on her Owners whims but the slave must be prepared to be in serving mode for a minium of an hour.

When she is in the house for an extended period of time and nobody else is around, she will remove her clothes, kneel and ask to be collared. The alternative to doing these things every day is to ask for a “time out” for the day.

It is okay to negotiate a time out for mental health, but it is not okay to simply fail to obey the slave rules. Failing to obey when a time-out has not been negotiated is grounds for real punishment.

The slave will approach her Owner and kneel at least once a day, whether to ask to be collared or to ask if she can be of service. She will ask in an attractive way, doing her best to be pleasing. The only exception to this rule is if she asks for a “time out” instead. In general, when it is practical and possible, the slave will not wear clothes in the house and will wear his collar.


Calling Time Out
Time out periods are appropriate to ask for when life circumstances, responsibility to job or family, mental or physical health dictates. Time out periods are not appropriate to ask for in order to pursue leisure activities to excess or to escape punishment. The slave must allow conscience and honor to be his guide. The “time out” is good for one day only and needs to be re-negotiated every day. It is perfectly okay to continue negotiating time-out away from the rules and into a more relaxed vanilla dynamic for several days in a row if circumstances and mental health dictates.
During a “time out”, the slave is still expected to remember that she is property and must treat her Owner with respect. Her ultimate goal is the same as his, which is to be a genuinely good slave in a healthy and functional long term D/s relationship that makes both partners happy.

What "Property" Means
A slave has no limits and no right to say no to his Owner, not if she really
is owned property. A slave trusts her Owner absolutely to have her best interests in mind. A slave may always ask or beg, but she has no automatic rights, except the right to leave the relationship or to ask for a major re-negotiation if she feels that it is truly abusive or unhealthy for him.

A slave may always ask or beg if he feels that he needs or wants something, or if something scares him. Most likely the petition will be granted, as her Owner very much enjoys making his slave happy, and is ethically committed to keeping her healthy.

The concept of safeword is replaced by the concept of begging for mercy, which does not have to be granted. The slave trusts her Owner not to cause her true harm. A slave has no right to say “You must stop now,” but instead has to beg. In practice, the Owner has no interest in doing things to the slave that are much beyond her emotional, physical or erotically enjoyable limits. In theory, the right to do them anyway is very important to the reality of the Owner/owned relationship.

What I want atm. (M/s)

Master and I have time planned to scene tonight and I am really looking forward to it, my brain of course is running through all the evil things that he could do me and I find myself getting excited and a little nervous but trying to hold it back because if it doesn't happen I don't want to be dissapointed.

Time changes things and between now, having dinner and starting play what I want may change and right now I am being a bad slave and not thinking about what Master may want but hey my blog my right... right? I could list so many scene ideas that excite me but you know what i'm not going to, I am going to focus more of the emotional side of needs not the actaul practical tie me up, flog me, have sex with me type needs.

I want not just a scene but hours of 'play' that will allow me to bring out my inner slave and embrace her in a way I have not for some time.

I wish that I had done up that list of formal rules that Master asked me for weeks ago because if we had those all agreed upon I would want the formal rules activated the moment we have the house to ourselves. While part of me may hate them and resist them they are what makes me feel more of a slave.

I want to be given a chance or two to resist Master so that he has to put me in my place, so that I can feel both the physical and emotional control exerted over me and feel that connection that comes out of knowing that he can do what ever he wants to me and order me to do what ever he wishes.

I want to feel controlled, used, in my place but loved and secure in my trust for Master at the same time.

I want time to play or scene, to have something new happen rather then just the safe things that we have been doing for a while now. I want a scene where I don't know what to expect next, where I am kept on my toes and pushed to the limit but not over it.

I want a night (or a weekend) where I can just let go at last and be me, not the student that has to get good grades, not the daughter that is always there to lend a helping hand and advice, not the sister who worries about the choices her brother is making or the friend who is always there to listen to the latest rants of the day and give advice and support. I don't even want to be the girlfriend right now I just want the simplicity of being nothing more then a slave to the man that I love, serve and call Master.

Ra'anna

Where did it all start? (BDSM)

When you first met people within the lifestyle often a question that comes up early on is how did you get interested in bdsm, what drew you to it or where did you start? Having asked someone that very question at the party on the weekend it got me thinking about my own start.

Pinpointing exactly where it started is not an easy thing. Did it start way back in primary school when I loved playing games where I was always the slave or servant of the king and queen? I remember games that were almost mini plays almost always taking the kind of flow. I would be the servant girl caught stealing from the King and then as punishment made his slave. Sometimes there would be tying up involved and we would use what ever was at hand, usualy a bandage stolen out of the first aid kit or the tie of a dressing gown.

As I grew up and fantasy games faded they were replaced with a new game. It was a version of hide and seek that I played with my cousin. He would tie me up with whatever we had at hand and then go and hide, he would have as long to hide as it would take me to get out of what ever bondage he had come up with and then I would go find him, chase him, take him back to 'home' and tie him up then go and hide myself. The game would just repeat until we had enough.

It became a waterfight game with my friends on the estate I lived in. We would divide in to two teams, chase the other team down and take them prisoner and 'punish' them by soaking them with water and tieing them to the fence, the game was over when one team had captured everyone else of the opposing team.

All of these games were always my idea and everyone just went along with me.

At night on my own when i couldn't sleep I would play my own game, pretending to have been a slave tied up and tortued until I fell asleep. I have to admit now so many years on sometimes I still play that game when I can't sleep.

When did it all grow up and become adult games? I was 16 and dating someone 8 years older then me. He was so kind in the begining but very quickly something changed and against my will I found myself his slave. This time the slavery was real. I followed his rules, did what he said when he said or i was punished. Life was hell but I didn't know how to get out of it, he told me that this was how it was, this was how a slave should be and I beleived him. He had training in psych and used a lot of condioning techniques on me, slowely killing off my personal free will and i couldn't leave. I was lucky though eventaully I woke up and realised how wrong it was thank to the love and support of some friends. He had to let me go on holiday as people would start asking questions and while I was on that holiday I broke down and the whole story came out. Those friends introduced me to a friend of theres who was livng a 24/7 Master/slave life and I saw how it should be. I had to go back to Melbourne for year 12 exams and he discovered that i planned on leaving him, he tied me to his bed for a week, that week is a blur but his sister found me and helped me escape. Somehow I managed to sit my exams and even managed to pass year 12 (though with low marks) but as soon as they were done my friends drove down from Sydney one day while 'Master' was at work packed me and all my stuff up and drove me back to Sydney with them. Moving interstate was the only way I could get away from him.

After that bad experience I met a switch who I was in a relationship with for two years, he slowely taught me how good things could me and even let me play the other side though I never really enjoyed the Dom side. Slowly I gained trust and met people within the scene. Learnt that it could be about love. I tried to have a vanilla relationship after that one but it didn't work I ended up converting the guy to the scene and he too became a switch. Then I was a slave again to someone else who taught me even more until I am where I am now. Having found the Master that fits my needs like a glove, who I love and admire and can't wait to marry.

Master I love you and am so glad I found you.

I know my start was not all roses, it was violent and wrong and against my will but it is one of the things that lead me to who I am now and I quite like the person that I am now. I do often wonder if I would have turned out the way i am without that introduction but there is no point thinking about the what if's. If someone gave me the choice to change my life, to not want to be in this lifestyle right now I would not take it, I love what I am and the experiences that I gain being a 24/7 slave

New beginings M/s

Where to start? That is the question. I sit here with my laptop balancing on my knees while I am curled up on the couch. I know that I have to type something in here, know that its important that I get the events of the past few days down in this blog if I want it to be a true account of my journey as a slave but really I don't know where to start. People tell me to start at the begining but I am not quite sure where the begining is.

I guess I will start with what lead up to Saturday and then I will discuss the weekend. Over the past few weeks Master and I have had to adjust to some changes in our lives from him starting a new job to me going back to uni with three nights a week on campus. There have also been other little things such as illness and old inurys flaring up and on my part dissapointment builiding up from all the times we were suppose to play and didn't until Saturday when something cracked in me.

Something cracked in me and I found myself telling Master that I didn't want to be his slave anymore that I would just be his girlfriend. He was ordering me to get up off the couch and for some reason I could just not bring myself to move, I wanted too obey him, I wanted to move but I was frozen and just could not do it. I can't really descripe it other then saying it was like there was a big glass wall in front of me preventing me from getting to what I really wanted. In frustration I think Master decided to go for a walk and left me with a choice. If I still wanted to be his slave I would be kneeling in the bedroom when he got back and if I didn't then we would forget about that part of our life and continue on just as boyfriend/girlfriend going to get married. Perhaps it was a big gamble on Master's part or perhaps he really does know me that well that he knew what my response would be because as soon as he left the room it was like that glass wall and shattered and I found myself able to move again.

Almost as soon as he left I went into the bedroom and knelt on the floor next to the bed. In that position I felt so vunerable at that moment, terrified and like I was right on the edge of a cliff. If i fell one way that would be the end of the relationship if i fell the other way we would be okay. All I could think was that I wanted to be his slave, I didn't want a vanilla relationship I wanted the relationship I had been having and so I was kneeling there and as I knelt I shed some tears. When Master got back he asked me if I wanted to be his slave, if I would accept living by his rules and really wanted to give myself to him and my response was a very quiet yes. It was so hard to make the words come out almost as though the power of speech had fled from me but it was a yes and thats all that really matters.

The events that followed straight after that are not so important (well they are but people don't want to read about Master using me) what is important is the conversation that we had while Master was in the shower and made me kneel on the bathmat. He questioned me on my expectations of him and being a slave, on what I wanted from the relationship and then he told me what he expected, from this conversation flowed a new understanding between us of our roles and positions in our relationship one in which there is no confussion at all of what is expected. He pulled me in to0 the shower with him and did what he wanted to me before sending me to get dry and then we headed in to the bedroom.

I have to say a lot of the rest of Saturday night is a blur, I am fairly sure that he fucked me but what I do remember clearly is being punsihed for earlier events in the evening and losing count of the strokes of the cane so that I received a fair bit more then I he had set as the punishment. After that we were laying on the bed when he started playing with my girly bits and i pushed him away and broke down admiting to him that I had broken one of his rules. At which point carmly he got up, picked up the cane and ordered me to lay on my belly while he canned me. I did as he said and did my best to be as still as I could be and as he canned me I cried. Once he had finished he questioned me and it came out that it had not happened just once that it had happened multiple times over an extended period of weeks and so he gave me another rounds with the cane until I really could not take any more and he had to coach me to get my breathing under control.

Never before have I felt the way after being punished that I did then. For the first time I really did feel punished and regreted disobeying him. The bruises left from the cane made it worse as everytime i moved I remembered how they got there and that they had got there from being punished not from playing. Usualy I would be proud of bruises but not these ones, these ones I didn't want to say a word about to anyone I felt and still do feel so ashamed of them that I guess it is eating me up a little inside. I know that Master has forgiven me and thats all that matters but to me its one lesson that will not be forgotten anytime soon. The rest of the weekend continued with me feeling fairly low and being terrified that after how draining I had been Saturday to him that Master would decide to leave me or rather send me away and not want me anymore. That is still a fear that is somewhat on my mind now but no where near as bad as it was yesterday.

We haven't played or done any of the good stuff (besides sex) since Saturday and as I admited to Master last night I am questioning why I want this and if I really do want this. At the moment it seems that all I can see is the sacrifice and the painful side of things and seeing only this makes me wonder if I am really a slave, because a slave is happy to serve without reward, infact shouldn't serving for someone who is really a slave be a reward in itself? If I am looking at it thinking theres the bad but where is the good and what do I get out of this then what does that say about me as a slave? Master asked me the other day if I am only doing this, if I only want to be his slave because I am afraid of being alone. I'm not afraid of being alone but what if somewhere deep down inside that is what makes me want to be a slave? I guess right now I am just confussed and scared. It really does feel like I am at the begining of a new Master/slave relationship and anyone who has been there before knows just how scary it can feel.

Nerves

I'm Nervous.

Master recieved his cutting kit from our friend Max today after a few months of waiting to get the money together for it and tonight I know that he plans on using it on me. This idea while exciting me is one that still terrifys me even more so now as I am afraid that he will be angry if I don't like it this time around when he has just spent a lot of money on the needed tools to add it to our play.

Cutting.

This raises so many feelings inside of me and for the first time in a very long time I am really nervous about playing with Master tonight. I have not felt this way since the first time I allowed Master to tie me up with rope and use me as he wanted back at the house in Gallipoli Rd. That was a long time ago now and I have to admit its kind of nice to feel these nerves about playing again, it makes it exciting and new all over. Apart from cutting I have no idea what else or even if Master has anything else planned for tonight. My brain is running with a thousand ideas of scenea he could do and things he could do me right now that I think I am starting to turn in to jelly. He hasn't told me too but I think that right now I need to go in to the bedroom and kneel in the position he likes me to kneel and just wait for him and focus on my breathing, bringing my energy level down a notch so that I feel calm and can better serve him.

I will try and explore the feelings this topic raises in me in more depth later.

Ra'anna

Cages (BDSM)

Before I say anything else on this topic I am going to make a point to say that I have never been caged. I have no idea what it would be like in reality and the idea is something that both terrifys me and excites me.

I often wonder if I could do cages and if so how long could i do them for before enough was enough and I was begging for release? I guess it would depend on the type of cage in dog cage i could more then likely to an hour or so before i really had to streatch however if the cage was long enough that I could lay down in but only high enough that I had to stay on my knees in it I think that I could do that for long periods of time. A post on the collarcht forums on this subject just made me think about it some more so I am going to cut and paste some of that post.

The Meaning Behind Cage Time

Cage time is a very powerful thing for both of us. For me the cage represents your proof of surrender through your sacrifice of freedom. You become my real captive in a real steel prison. You are not just a prisoner in some dull old cell but you are my slave in a “pretty red cage”. It is tangible proof that you surrender to me. I may not legally be able own you but this is as close as it gets to ownership because you are mine to keep… you can’t leave. While caged you are fully at my mercy and I am totally responsible for your health and survival. Not only am I your captor, I am also your caretaker. I believe it is this caretaker role that limits the appeal of caging for some Dom/mes. I see the stupid comments in other’s threads implying that keeping someone captive and feeding them after you’ve just rendered them helpless makes you their nurse maid and their servant. What a crock of shit. If you have ever been responsible for someone else, it takes time, effort and money. It is a hell of lot cheaper and easier to keep some nekked in a cage than to pay for her, her cars, her food, her clothes, her health care, her education, her entertainment and etc. I wanted to post an answer in that thread that asked “how much does it cost to keep a slave”… the answer, “as much as $485,000.00 annually” LOL If you like M/s, not D/s, not Topping, but Master/slave where "ownership" (not just authority) is the driving force, then caging is one of the better ways to get as close to owning someone you can get. It is an awesome and powerful feeling because the reality of it is that you are truly responsible for the person in the cage. I understand that even with bedpans and food trays, imprisoning someone requires a lot of effort from the captor. I’ve never had delusions that a relationship wasn’t a two way street. Both parties must be responsible to the relationship to affect an exchange. If you put yourself into my care and give me your freedom, I will gladly feed you and see that you’re well cared for while you are helpless in my captivity.

To do less would be abuse in my opinion. That is why you get this night light & Teddy bears, nice snacks, a phone, a reading light and other forms of entertainment. That is why cage time include more personal freedoms like eating w/o permission, unfettered phone use and other entertainments like DVDs, books and the Internet. The cage is a symbol of our bond, our connection, our love and your trust. You bet your ass I’m going to make your time in there as nice as possible. For you, I hope your cage time makes you feel helpless and at my mercy. I hope your cage time makes you feel connected to me through my display of mercy. On hope your take time teaches you to trust me in that I will take good care of you while you are at my mercy. I hope your cage time makes you feel like my pretty slave on display in my pretty red cage. I hope your cage time is a very reaffirming act of trust, love and reinforcement of our relationship role positions. I also hope your cage time gives you plenty of opportunity and material for your posts in This thread is ORGASMIC. For you, cage time should be your own proof of surrender and proof of my ability to accept and take care of what you surrender… yourself.

The Cage Set Up

The romantic cage A cage built for 2 - nothing is quite as peaceful or romantic. A Master’s pad on top and a slave pad inside. It’s nice for the captive because cage time in my house allows unfettered access to the slave snacks, internet, phone, DVD player etc.

Having read this I am now viewing cages another way. Being in a cage really does make me helpless and Master's slave but I worry that he is now more my boyfriend/finacee then Master and would let me out when I asked to be let out (Okay i worry that he will let me top from the bottom) A situation where we have a cage big enough to sleep in with a soft padded bottom and water and snacks kind of sounds nice.

A cage where when I am in the cage I don't have to ask permission for the normal things like eating or going to the toilet though having to do it in a bucket or being forced into diapers would be humilating and really make me feel the slave. Where I can essentaily do as I wish unless Master says other wise. These situaiton would be perfect if Master decided to go to a system where we have high protocol days sometimes, the days where a slave has to ask permission for everything and when not serving her Master is kneeling at his feet, silent unless she has permission to talk. By high protocol I mean the protocol you see in some Master/slave relationships or Gor relationships, on those days a cage would be a wonderful place to have free time and play on my laptop or phone or watch a dvd while still knowing that while I was doing things for myself I was still Master's slave and would be there until he deemed otherwise, that this could be hours or days would just add to the thrill. If Master let me decorate the cage so that it was nice and livable and didn't feel cold and sterile and didn't make me feel like I wasn't loved or that he didn't want me I think I could do the cage things for a few days at a time.

Imagine the play we could have with a cage. We could have two, the nice one that I could be trained to enjoy and want to spend time in, the one that in my mind equals freedom because apart from being locking in there other rules do not apply and then a cage that is smaller without the room to stretch but be forced to kneel or lay on the floor of the cage in a tight ball. A dog size cage that has rice on the bottom of it that i must kneel on for how ever long master decideds while hooded so that all my focus is on the rice digging in to my knees and legs... yeap that would be a punishment all right. Perhaps we could roll a dice and that would say how long i was to remain in the cage (10, 20, 30 up to 60mins) and then set an oven timer that is ticking down but i have no idea how long remains because i am locked in to my hood and all there is is darkness and the clock ticking down and the pain from the rice. Of course the punishment cage could also be use for some fun if the rice was cleaned up and a nice thick sheepskin rug placed on its floor we could have fun with kitty play.

Or another cage game, Master ties my hands above me and me legs out through the bars on the cage open and vunerable so that he can tease me and use me through the bars of the cage or he ties me down on my back, uses the rings on my play collar so that i can barely turn my head and then stalks around me flicking me with the crop or whip, tormenting the beast in the cage and i can't get away.

So many ideas now... I wonder what Master would think of saving up for the large cage that i could lay down in. My dream cage would be pink or purple and have thick padding on the bottom of it, the pading is wrapped with a feather doona in a plain black cover for more padding. On top of this doona the slaves bed is made up consisting of a thick sheep skin rug or two for more softness then a sheet and top sheet, blanket and doona and pillows with a cushion or two and a teddy bear for company. The cage also has a small emergency light attached to it. The top has a padded mat and can be used as a bondage table. Something like this one but with my own touches. http://www.residentsadist.com/pics/cagenew95.jpg

For humliation and/or pet slave inside the cage is attached a water bottle and a food dish much the same way they would be attached to a pets cage. Depending on if we are doing kitty play or not the slave is either required to eat animal like from the pet bowl or yummy treats such as chocolate are provided for her here. http://www.residentsadist.com/pics/cagenew93.jpg