It has been an emotional roller coaster ride. I’ve been feeling a mix of ‘up and down’ emotions this past two weeks. The treatments on me were cruel and painful as the weeks before, maybe a bit more worse day by day.
Cattle-Prods and extreme hurting electro-devices seems to become a trend for this winter and i got many painful treatments with this cruel kind of torture.
This days i was often taken by well known dominants like Sir Bremen. It was a honor to meet them after a long time although the pain was mostly intense during this sessions.
Since nearly one year we were not playing" together and i was very thrilled and excited during the hurting hours.
Also i was a bit the lab-rat for Sir Dragan´s newest lockable shoe-creations.
Beside the bondage experiments he had a few, very shocking ideas realized on my body.
The wardens at Glass´n Stone House care very well for me and i got trained intense by their rough hands.
In several very intense sessions my endurance to bear with pain, frustration and desperate situations got leveled up day by day.
While being used and abused from cruel clients at the club i was entering also very morbid and scary situations.
Unfortunately one client wanted punish me extreme and boiled and cooked me in hot steaming water after he threw me in a giant soup-bowl.
This treatment was not good for my health and i died with a horrible blemished body.
Only the excellent working regeneration-devices at the club´s medical room were able to restore and reconstruct my normal appereance.
After this happening i needed a break for few hours and informed my personal pilot to fly me to the Dark Den at Glint.
I saw a few of my old friends there at the bordello and it was also nice to meet Miss V who organized a Pleasure vs. Pain party at this evening.
As i came back at Glass´n Stone my mind was split in some ways. I was not longer sure if i could forever stay obedient and harmless at all. Only taking pain and cruelty, not more giving than screams and satisfaction for the torturer seemed not longer to be my path.
My mood and nature needs both sides of the whip - giving and taking.
On an evening at the club, Miss Shani asked me to assist her by some sadistic treatment on two male slaves. I was very excited and followed her into the scene.
The poor boys had to suffer much during the cruel realization of very thrilling ideas Miss Shani had.
Especially the cock-ball-torture devices got my attention and made my remaining sadistic skills awoke after a very very long time.
After a while i got observed and then at least promoted to be an assistant to the club.
Now i am in the state of a "right hand" to the wardens and staff but get abused and tortured as well...
I am feeling very good in this position and as one of my duties i got Miss Mali´s order to do the ceremonial branding for the honorable club- membership, on two of our preys who earned the seal of the house.
Honored and excited i am settling down more and more.
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