My Real Slave Life: Punishments and Discipline

My Slave Life: Discipline and Punishment

As a submissive, I simply adore rules and structure. It’s always been my feeling that just as a well trained dog is a happy dog so too is a well trained slave a happy slave. The reason of course is because when you are aware of your Master’s expectations, you can follow the rules and guidelines set forth and know that you’re going to be pleasing for your owner. My love of mandated requirements tends to come out in my stories as well as you may have noticed.

I’ve gone through periods in which I’ve had quite a few rules I had to follow though I suspect that the specifics of my various protocols would make for a separate story, so I won’t go into a lot of detail on that element right now. Instead I want to talk about what happens when I’m a bad little bitch and I break my rules. For you see, it’s all well and good to have rules but if there are no consequences in place, the rules have no meaning. Further, I would suggest that it doesn’t matter if the rule was broken accidentally or on purpose nor should a laundry list of justifications excuse such behavioral lapses. As a slave, there’s nothing more disappointing than to have a list of rules that aren’t enforced. It turns into a hollow exercise that becomes empty and unsatisfying. This brings us to discipline and punishment.

There are times when I become forgetful or I’m just being cheeky and I find myself in need of correction. Fortunately my current boyfriend and Master is well versed in finding creative ways of ensuring that I remember my place and behave like a proper slave should. There are two main types of punitive measures that he likes to employ. What I would call corporal and non-corporal, the latter of which tends to get pretty creative and frankly can be a lot worse.

Now I should make it clear right now that I am not a pain slut. This is important because you can’t use corporal punishment on a pain slut as a corrective measure. They love it way too much. As a matter of fact, I really don’t like pain at all, I guess you could say I’m more of a humiliation and degradation kind of girl which means calling me worthless cock-sleeve will probably only result in me getting wet.

First I’ll address the corporal methods because they’re pretty standard. I don’t generally get punished this way very often. As a matter of fact, the only time I get whipped, flogged or cropped is on rare occasions when my Master is doing a demonstration for a fetish friendly group and as his slave I’m forced to be on the receiving end of it. Wait, you mean a slave can say no to her Master? If only I’d known sooner! I’ll also point out here that caning is pretty much a limit because of the damage that can be done if the skin breaks. I have been caned before and it hurts like a…

Anyway among the primary physical methods of punishment that I tend to receive are spankings which I have a love hate relationship with.