After cleaning and scrubbing the entire FFU sector, i got scarfed down to the dark and lonely abyss of suffering.
Childish whimpering and endless lamentation about my hurt ego surrounded the ears of my Mistress and a few worried friends.
Shame on me ! Playing first the professional around humiliation and pain, to cry like a pissed little sophomoric schoolgirl. How i could expect, mother earth would rotate centered only around me ?
Is it a remarkable honor to take the own personality so damn serious ?! Sure not !
That was Mistress last straw. She decided, a whimpering cry-brat like me has to be punished on the pillory - used and abused in all offered holes. And for a good period of "thinking-about-myself" she ordered a stay-time of 48 hours. Ouch !
In apathy and depression pouting, i accepted to be chained on a wooden horse off.
Overhelmed by bad and sad feelings, bearing many hours of lonelyness and shame, the chaos inside me starts to recoil and balancing itself.
I got often used, commiserated and twitted by residents, walking along during more than 15 hours.
My mind felt draining and made place for resignation and stasis. The falldown arrived his lowest breakpoint.
Late in the night, Miss Graves and her stable of proud feminized sissies and femboys showed up at FFU. Also with them - my Mistress. I got asked about my current feelings and told them the truth. The ladies got worried about the depth of breaches on my sensation. The punishment got stopped and i had to dress casual. I was invited to take place near my Mistress and was part of their talking round.
The aftercare of all was helping me so much coming back on the ground, out of the black hole i felt sunken inside.
In a trance of tiredness and enjoyment i re-observed mental the feelings, impressions and attitudes i showed up last days. All persons here, treated or hassled me roughly and sadistic, were participating with effort and attention.
They did, what was needed at the several moments to make the scenario authentic, realistic and free from any boredom or stupidity. Instead to frown about each action, i should be thankful to the originators of all the unforgettable moments i experienced.
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