1. The Diary Of Insanity - Part 1


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    ... fired off a large portion of my cum into her by now gaping throat. She swallowed it up quickly, working to have her airway clear again. I unhitched myself from her jaws and stood back, watching with contentment as she spluttered back into the real world. Her eyes were wide and staring, as reality and clarity came back to her. I had to force myself not to laugh too hard as she glanced around in confusion. Perhaps she passed out a little while I fucked her? Who knows. I pulled off the ring gag and dropped it casually onto the sofa. By now she was staring back up at me, horror and fear emanating from her. When I spoke, she visibly flinched and shied away. "So. Katie. Did you learn your lesson?" She gulped, and nodded slowly. "Yes?" I asked loudly. "Y.. yes" she whispered softly. "Tell me you learnt your lesson" I commanded. "I learnt my.." "Wrong!" I shouted. I picked up the belt and lashed it against her open belly. She cried out in pain, jerking backwards away from the belt. I continued, "A slave never refers to themselves in the first person. You will say 'this slave' learnt 'her' lesson. Yes? Now tell me." I watched as the concept ...
    ... washed over her, and she shuddered in discomfort. "This slave learnt her lesson" she whimpered. "Master?" I stated loudly. "This slave learnt her lesson, Master." I turned away, contented, and walked around the sofa. When it was between Katie and me, I commanded "Get up here, bitch." She was evidently getting better at obeying, barely hesitating before rising to her feet and kneeling on the sofa. I stood before her, keeping my face level with her's. She winced as my gaze raked over her shaking features. "You're going to spend the next couple of hours alone down her, girl. And I want you to spend them thinking hard. How do you want to live the rest of your life? Because how you act as a slave can greatly affect that. Do you want to be sold to some immensely wealthy buyer, a dictator perhaps, and live in a palace with all your desires provided for? Or do you want to be sold to a backstreet pornographer to be killed in a snuff film? Your call, bitch." With that, I turned and began to leave. "Use the toilet. Or just curl up on the sofa and cry. I don't care." As I walked upstairs I heard her begin to, yes, cry. _________________ _________________
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