Master A is out for a few hours playing golf with friends. He was very pleased with my first journal entry but warned me that there would be some people who might say some cruel things. I'm not sure how I'll respond.
Ok to continue with my life as a slave:
I have permanent chains on my ankles and wrists. I wear my collar at all times. I'm always naked. Master A does not require me to wear my heels as my former Master did and you have no idea how happy that makes me. Walking around in those things is hell, let me tell you! Master feels a slave should be barefoot. Fine by me!
I'm trained in all areas. Master is a great believer in pain and humiliation. He says it keeps me in my place as a slave and reminds me of my helpless position. I'm whipped regularly, never without his marks. He bathes me and shaves me, tending to me as he would a pet. He considers it his responsibility. I'm totally dependent on him for everything. I have all that I need. He's always fair and never allows his moods to dictate how he deals with me.
Master has many friends in this lifestyle and doesn't particularly try to hide who and what he is. I have some friends (other slaves) but am not allowed a lot of private communications with them. I am to focus on my Master and he is to be everything to me.
I don't have "things." I own nothing. I have a room in Master's basement. Very small with a small bed and a chair and lamp. It's not decorated or adorned. But it's cozy and warm. There are times when I'm allowed to sleep in Master's bed, but more often, I'm chained to my own little bed. If I have to piss during the night, too bad. I'm not unchained until Master decides. I do have an intercom I can turn no to call him if it's important...but it had better be important.
Master A has laid out very clearly the rules of his house. I don't get second chances. He's much more strict than my former Master. But it's for my own good. I'm not happy unless I'm controlled completely.
I'm in charge of keeping Master's home clean and his meals. He gives me a menu at the beginning of the week and takes me shopping for the food. When he takes me out this way, I wear a coat and shoes, nothing else. During the summer months, he dresses me in as little as I can get away with without getting arrested. Master likes for others to look at and admire his slave.
I've been trained to do exactly what I'm told without question. I don't think about how it feels or what I want or don't want. All I want is to please my Master and I trust him not to send me to a place I cannot handle.
Master uses me for his enjoyment or his entertainment or puts me in my pen (my little room) when he doesn't require my presence. I exist for him. For example, last night he was late getting home from work. I was keeping his dinner warm for him, knowing he was working late. I met him at the door on my knees as I always am required to do. He patted me on the head and went straight to the shower to wash away the stresses of his long day. When he was finished, his dinner was on the table waiting for him. I sat on my knees at his feet as always and he droped food in my bowl while he ate. Yes, I eat and drink from a dog bowl. Before he leaves in the mornings, he tells me what I may eat that day. Nothing besides that. So after he finished eating, I cleaned up the dishes and my bowl after which I reported to him in the living room, kneeling beside him. He was tired; I could see it in his eyes. He put me on my hands and knees on the couch beside him with my ass in the air. As he watch TV, he fingered me absent-mindedly. I was of course not allowed to cum (I rarely am). But this was relaxing for him. I had to stay perfectly still while he fingered my pussy and asshole. When he was ready to go to bed, he took me out to piss and then put me in my pen. There I stayed until 10:00 this morning when he came to get me to fix his breakfast.
This is just an example of one night. Some nights, I'm allowed to watch TV with him, at his feet on the floor. Almost a normal setting, except that I'm naked and sitting on the floor! This may sound out of this world to some. But it's a normal life for a lot of people. As time goes on, I'll describe more of my life. slave to Master A.