Chapter Ten
It’s A Long Road To Walk To Become The Perfect Slave
The first night of his, Sir’s new regimen passed uncomfortably, my lovely bedroom was gone, taken away from me. I slept the night away in the dark of the garage locked in the cage surrounded by bondage benches and whips. What was he trying to tell me? The next morning he arrived at six am, he ordered me out of the cage and set me naked to cleaning the house whilst he retired back to bed with coffee and the papers.
Talk about being taken for granted, I was furious but the parting words of my sir filled out my thoughts. He had said that if there was any disobedience I would be thrashed, not spanked, and then made to do it all over again. I worked for the next three long hours, the polishing, scrubbing, the washing up he had
