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Work Report - 5/29/2020

Saturday, May 30th, 2020

•Chores: 1 hour.
- Dishes: 45 minutes.
- Clean table/Counter: 5 minutes
- Laundry: 10 minutes

•Writing: 3 hours and 10 minutes.
- Work Report: 10 minutes
- Story for blog: 3 hours

•Respond to contacts: 30 minutes.
- 10 people.

•Check downloaded movies: 8 minutes.
- 3 movies.

•Exercise: 1 hour and 40 minutes.
- Swimming: 15 minutes
- Stair master: 15 minutes
- Weights/stretching: 1 hour and 10 minutes.

•Outting: 5 hours.

Total: 11 hours and 28 minutes.

My punishment.

Saturday, May 30th, 2020

The glass slipped out of my hand and crashed onto the wooden floor making tons of tiny shards. Historically speaking, I'm at least in good company. This must be every slaves greatest fear since at least the 1200s. I look up and smile at Master, attempting to make this into some sort of pleasant faux pas. Everyone was silent, leaning forward, and on their toes trying to figure out what would happen next. I hated them all for being so curious. In a house supported by timbered beams that are lined with D rings, what do they expect to happen? I take a deep breathe and look up trying to quickly count and focus on the candles in the chandelier. Instead though, I end up counting, again, the number of whips in the room. Twenty five leather whips hang on the walls. I'm not counting the other wooden beating implements or the fire irons that now seem to be strategically placed within arms reach of my beloved executioner.

"What did I tell you?"
"Let god help me if I drop another glass."

The narrowness in which he stares me down makes me tremble and I start to shakily apologize..

"Master, I'm sor-."

Before I can get the word 'sorry' out, I hear the dreadful, "Shut up."

It's rare to hear him so angry at a party and I know my ass isin't going to be spared to save the party goers from seeing a harsh punishment. I've heard only a few stories from other girls who were punished at social gatherings... One had to stand on rocks outside of the bathrooms for four hours, another was served dog food at every course of a five course meal, a girl was buried for the night with only her head sticking out of the dirt, and two were punished for arguing by whipping each other until he had enough.

"Get naked and wait outside for me."

Master returned to the party and I stood for a moment..shocked and unable to move. Fear brought me back and I slipped off the see through dress, my heels, and moved towards the door. Why can't I be this graceful when I'm not in trouble? With each step I imagined myself sinking further into the floor boards and disappearing from existence. My bout with disassociating from reality was short lived as Maddie grabbed my hand and gave me a hug before I left the house. She was wearing the same glittery see through dress and I'd give anything to be matching with her again. It's always the little appreciations that hurt the worst when you've been separated from humanity. She was wearing a beautiful emerald collar and it reminded me of the thick ruby collar around my neck and the matching ones around my wrists.

"You'll be okay, just don't make it worse than it already is."

The vague words of comfort that can save a slave. For a moment I let rage take over my brain and control my feelings. Guaranteed almost every person on earth has broken a glass or two... including him. Why must my mistakes be so severe? Do the people at the party even understand or care about such a small infraction? Of course not, I was the one who dreamed of being a slave since I was a little girl. None of them stayed up at night, praying for such a Master whom they could dedicate themselves hopes of becoming a slave who didn't do such a thing as break a glass.

My manic thoughts went back and forth until I fell to my knees on the cold, wet, harsh stones of the path - finally submitting to the beating that I desperately knew I deserved for doing such a poor job. Maybe I wanted this after hearing of the other girls' stories. The stone path lead to a peak with a platform. A large window which was connected to a room in the house overlooked the entire length of the platform. This is where I'd wait for him.

I was on my knees facing opposite to the house and looking out into the steep forest below when I felt the people at the party gathering around the window. I heard the clicking of Master's shoes as he approached me and I shrunk down into a folded kneeling position. I remember the day when he first stripped me and made me walk around the town naked. It was in August, when the breeze is cool but the warm sun creates the most refreshing pleasant temperature. I had just mastered bright pink and clear 17cm heels when I was told to get dressed but stay in the heels. I chose the tightest white-nipple showing dress and waited outside. At the same time Master arrived, so did a carriage with another girl inside it. I greeted him and started following behind as he walked towards the cart.

"Hahaha. Not for you bitch, you're walking." He took out a chain and fastened it to my collar and with another chain he clipped my wrist cuffs loosely together. The long chain attached to my collar was then padlocked to a hook at the back of the carriage. The girl then jumped out of the carriage and took my dress, dropping it onto the road as she got back inside. The man steering the carriage would occasionally whip the horse and then Master would whip me. We paraded through all of the main town roads like this. Me getting cursed out, cheered on, pictures taken, and the occasional person would try and touch me. Once we returned to the house, I was unchained and told that I did well. Permission was granted for me to return inside the house but I couldn't go in without easing my fixation by getting the dress that was now trampled into the dirt.

The stock locks with a click as its secured around my head and wrists. The weight of the wood is heavy - making it challenging for me to move my body. Bolts in the ground secure my ankles tightly. Immobile and at his mercy I feel the first crack of the whip. I can hear people inside gasping or jumping back but not looking away. I do my best to hold in the squeals but every fifth one gets me. My ass is a bleeding and I'm begging his shoes (unable to look up) by the time I've heard the last crack.

"It would have been so easy for you tonight. Why so much trouble with the very basic attempts at being a human?"

All I can muster in response is blabbing apologies, thank you, and it won't happen again.

"It better not. Now move to where the guests park their cars and say goodbye to each person as they leave. Offer your ass and make me proud. Don't come back in until you've showered. I expect you know where the hose is."

The weight of the stock makes me limp to the parking lot. My arms have gone numb and every few steps the marks on my ass flare up vibrating, as if pins are pricking me all over. I escort the first couple to their car. The man encourages his wife to slap my "unmarked" tits and he tips me a dollar in the cunt. Some variation of this goes on for the next 8 or 9 cars until a solo woman comes out and tells me she has something for me. I follow her to her car - she quickly turns around and smashes something on my head laughing. I don't realize its a tomato until the juice runs into my eyes and mouth.

"These tomatoes got lost in the car after a shopping trip about a week ago. A little moldy but the perfect ripeness for you. Go stand over there, I want to see how hard I can throw the last one."

Without receiving any paper tips, I escorted another four cars out. I couldn't wait to collect the nine dollars in my snatch and the change from the ground. The last man was so repelled by the smell that he said the only way I could escort him was if a bag was tied around my head to block the smell. I'm in no position to say no and Maddie comes to tie the bag around my head, she leaves the smallest hole for air so that I can walk with him. As we approach the car he has me kneel so that he can use my back as a stepping stool to get into the car and I earnestly wave goodbye when he drives away - without any idea of who he was.

After I'm done with a proper indoor shower, I'm told to join Master and sit with the other girls on the floor and by the fireplace, so that I can tell the story of my punishment...without leaving any of the details.

Work Report - 5/28/2020

Friday, May 29th, 2020

•Chores: 1 hour and 50 minutes.
- Dishes: 50 minutes.
- Clean table/Counter: 5 minutes
- Coffee, Make (4x) & Filter (2x): 25 minutes
- Sweep living room, entrance way, kitchen, laundry room & bathroom: 30 minutes

•Writing: 1 hour and 42 minutes.
- Work Report: 12 minutes
- Story for blog: 1 hour and 30 minutes.

•Exercise: 1 hour and 20 minutes.
- Walk: 1 hour.
- 200 Crunches: 20 minutes

•Respond to contacts: 1 hour.
- 16 people.

•Download movies: 10 minutes.
- 4 movies.

Total: 6 hours and 02 minutes.

Work Report - 5/27/2020

Thursday, May 28th, 2020

•Chores: 1 hour and 48 minutes.
- Dishes: 1 hour.
- Clean table/Counter: 3 minutes
- Coffee, Make (3x) & Filter (2x): 18 minutes
- Laundry: 12 minutes
- Dust ceiling: 15 minutes

•Writing: 10 minutes.
- Work Report: 10 minutes

•Blog Improvement: 30 minutes.
- Add selection feature: 30 minutes
I changed the background color of the selection feature.

•Exercise: 1 hour and 30 minutes
- Swimming: 30 minutes
- Weights: 35 minutes
- 200 crunches: 25 minutes

• Shopping for lunch: 1 hour and 15 minutes.
This includes the time that I spent walking to the store.

• Cooking: 40 minutes.
- Salmon with rice and beans

Total: 5 hours and 53 minutes.

Work Report - 5/25/2020

Tuesday, May 26th, 2020

•Chores: 1 hour & 30 minutes.
- Dishes: 55 minutes.
- Clean table/Counter: 5 minutes
- Coffee, Make (2x) & Filter (2x): 15 minutes
- Laundry: 15 minutes

•Writing: 10 minutes.
- Work Report: 10 minutes

•Blog Improvement: 1 hour.
- Add selection feature: 1 hour

•Exercise: 2 hours.
- Cardio: 30 minutes
- Weights: 1 hour and 10 minutes
- 200 crunches: 20 minutes

•Driving Practice: 20 minutes.

•Outting: 2 hours.

•Download Movies: 25 minutes.
- 6 movies

Total: 7 hours and 25 minutes.

Work Report - 5/24/2020

Sunday, May 24th, 2020

•Chores: 1 hour and 41 minutes.
- Dishes: 1 hour and 15 minutes.
- Clean table: 4 minutes
- Coffee, Make (2x) & Filter (1x): 12 minutes
- Sweep Kitchen: 10 minutes

•Cook: 2 hours.
- Deviled eggs: 2 hours.

•Writing: 1 hour & 10 minutes.
- Work Report: 10 minutes
- Fix editing and publish article: 1 hour

•Exercise: 1 hour.
- Walk to grocery store: 1 hour.

Total: 5 hours and 51 minutes.

The Sarah Silverman festival of rape jokes.

Saturday, May 23rd, 2020

This is the English translation of an article written in Romanian from Trilema. Enjoy!

That Sarah Silverman1 mongoloid who upon hearing that a 70 year old dude is donating a 100 million dollars to Mitt Romney, in the hopes of ridding misfortunate country of a ridiculous monkey, figured out all on her own while being "edgy and "creative" she made an equally ludicrous video clip in which she proposes that if instead of giving Mitt Romney the money, the dude gives it to the monkey instead shes gonna...shes gonna... well not fuck him, shes too lame for that but...

I hope you realize, Id like to see her die of hunger, dicks moron. But, as that's terribly unlikely as the deplorable denizens of our colonies will eat literally anything. The only available alternative is a little festival of jokes on rape that carry her name. I don't have a hundred million dollars to give for something like that, but I offer one hundred million satoshi (comes exactly to one bitcoin) to each joke proposed by readers which is accepted as worthy of this great festival.


From a statistical perspective, gang rape is enjoyable experience for nine people out of ten participants.


Some say rape is not amusing. They say so, but everyone knows what they really mean.


I found a phone number for rape assistance, some volunteers thought its a good way to embezzle some money from the public budget; but when I called they refused to help me under the pretext that "its only for the victims".

Suppose you fuck a whore without asking permission, is it rape or theft?


Pollen is practically speaking the plants semen. As a result, spring allergies are a sexually transmitted disease. As nobody's yet been asked whether he wants to fuck with the bushes, it follows that every spring we're being raped by the plants. How nobody still been questioned whether if her desire to fuck herself? with shrubs flow like to be in each year rape of plants. Generalized deforestation is the correct solution. Suck it environment, fuck with us we'll fuck with you!

We were hanging out and telling jokes when some simp butted in with "hey, its not cool to make jokes about rape".
"why not?!"
"well my wife was raped last week."
"the worse for you"
"around eight o'clock in that basement?"


A tired cunt wrote a humongous article in which she proposes the theory that one guy in 20 is a rapist just like that apodicticity, and further the fact that while the rest of know a jokes a joke, dosen't mean he knows, and thus every time a group of 20 dudes laugh at a rape joke, whats really happening is that 19 dudes are laughing at the joke and a deranged maniac has his deranged notions confirmed socially.

Therefore goes the moron on to propose, I should cease laughing at jokes that don't fit in her diminutive brain. Lest some maniac misunderstands whats going on. I was thinking for the same money she might as well not go about in short skirts, lest the same maniac misunderstands whats going on.


Yesterday I went out to eat. All the tables in the restaurant were taken, but in the sociopath style now fashionable : tables with four and more seats blocked by one or at most two weirdos. So I choose the scariest most mousey looking chick, went up to her and asked if I can sit at her table.
As she didn't say no, I took it for a yes, ordered, and as my food came she asked for the salt. And I gave it to her.
Since she was asking for it?


I know a young lady who had a very unhappy childhood. Around the age of 13 her father raped her. She hadn't gotten her tits yet or anything but the guy was a psychoanalyst and he was hoping the girl would kill her mother.

A woman that was in psychological counseling because she had been raped four times in seven months, the last time by an unknown number of assailants over the duration of approximately two days died.

She had cancer.


"And then they put me in the van and.... you know."
"Did they rape you?"
"Well at first, yea."

At the hiring interiview for a job with a great cosmococcic corporation:
"I paint, I draw, I rape, I Velasquez, I rape, I sparkle..."
"Rape twice?"
"Only in some cases"


I believe I am very well qualified to make jokes on rape because I know a lot of rape victims.


Tears are the best lubricant, well excepting blood.


I was reading a report 85,000 women were raped in England in 2006. Also in 2006 a total of 800 people were convicted for rape in England. As a practical matter, a raped woman has better chances of becoming an actress than of encountering her rapist.


About a quarter of women like to pretend they were raped. The situation is very amusing, especially if comparing them with the other quarter that made up of women men would actually fuck.


A Transylvanian , a Moldavian, and a rapist walk into a bar...2


What did the trainer say to the girl that was being raped by the entire football team?
Stop throwing the game.

  1. You haven't heard of her theirs no reason to. Shes one of the thousands useless precious cuntlets such as this other one. []
  2. This is funny in the locale because Romania is composed of three historical areas, the third of which also contains the capital, but has been here elided in favor of sexual innuendo. []

Work Report - 5/22/2020

Saturday, May 23rd, 2020

•Chores: 1 hour and 20 minutes.
- Dishes: 1 hour
- Clean table: 5 minutes
- Coffee, Make (2x) & Filter (3x): 10 minutes
- Make beds: 5 minutes

•Spanish: 30 minutes.

•Writing: 10 minutes.
- Work Report: 10 minutes

•Exercise: 2 hours.
- Weights (legs):1 hour and 10 minutes.
- Swim: 30 minutes minutes.
- 275 crunches: 20 minutes.

•Translation of Trilema article from Romanian to English: 5 hours.
- Article

Total: 9 hours.

Work Report - 5/20/2020

Thursday, May 21st, 2020

•Chores 2 hour and 26 minutes.
- Dishes: 1 hour and 45 minutes
- Clean table: 6 minutes
- Coffee, Make (3x) & Filter (2x): 15 minutes
- Make beds: 8 minutes
- Laundry: 12 minutes.

•Spanish: 1 hour.

•Writing: 25 minutes.
- Work Report: 25 minutes

•Gym: 1 hour and 40 minutes.
- Swimming: 30 minutes
- Stretching, weights & 200 crunches: 1 hour and 10 minutes.

•Town Outing: 2 hours

Total: 7 hours and 31 minutes.

Work Report - 5/19/2020

Wednesday, May 20th, 2020

•Kitchen: 1 hour and 43 minutes.
- Dishes: 1 hour and 25 minutes
- Clean table: 8 minutes
- Coffee, Make (2x) & Filter (2x): 10 minutes

•Writing: 2 hours & 30 minutes.
- Article: 2 hours
- Work Report: 30 minutes

•Spanish: 1 hour and 15 minutes
- I am continuing to memorize the 200 words on the list that I created and today was verbs. I plan to continue with at least an hour of Spanish everyday.

•Maintain contacts: 45 minutes
- 19 people

•Make new contacts: 40 minutes
- 28 people through two different websites.

•Reading: 45 minutes
- Gulliver's Travels

Total: 7 hours and 38 minutes.