Loinclothslave
slave to the whip
Lockdown Slave
After a lifetime’s yearning, and a lifetime searching, this slave was fortunate indeed to at last find it’s true MASTER
The meet up was so unlikely, just a chance comment on fet and slave became curious. When it checked YOUR profile, with the warnings: YOU do not play fantasy, are only about Real Life, unlikely to chat, definitely no online role play, and was only interested in MEN, this slave was scared. it nearly didn’t post at all, and agonised over it, the draft sat unsent for a full day.
Then it hesitated to press “send” but YOU were so interesting. ESPECIALLY that YOU are a MASTER but there was more. Something about the comments and writings slave had seen so far…
Thinking perhaps YOU might chat a little with this slave, and that would be all, this slave sent a polite message. In all honesty it thought there would probably be no return message. slave does not make it a secret that it is heterosexual and married, so it was certain there was no sexual and therefore no kink interest. But maybe YOU might talk to it a little, share some old war stories, or teach this slave of a recent but forgotten time and lifestyle of Leather Culture.
But YOU did message back. And we talked. And found Common Purpose. Discovered that YOU write many beautiful stories, and this slave shared it’s lesser works but discovered YOUR beautiful encouragement and support. We shared our life stories, many points of difference yet touchstones of coincidence and a fascination in each other’s life.
In 3 short weeks (or was it less) in a complete whirlwind, YOU said YOU never wanted such before at all and yet would this slave enter into cyber slavery? As YOUR slave? Oh MASTER, how could this slave ever refuse?
Since then this slave has been introduced to protocol and MASTER kindly discovers the lash, because HIS slave is utterly devoted to the whip as the principle means of communication between MASTER and HIS slave. HIS whip slave. Our mastery of language has allowed us to share intimate kink sessions realistically and extremely satisfying to MASTER and slave.
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Six months later:
And so another vanilla day ends, MASTER , I am free to be YOUR slave once more…
But MASTER, slave is ready for YOUR whip and YOU are not here. slave needs YOUR loving whip in the real world. slave will come to YOU, MASTER, it is sure YOU will accept slave’s enslavement to YOU if it would but come…
Oh MASTER, where were we 2 years ago? 10,000 miles was nothing! Just a matter of some money and a few short weeks leave. MASTER, had we met like this just 2 years ago YOU would have already had slave in the flesh…
But this poor slave had to finally meet it’s true MASTER in a time of plague. slave loves MASTER and is desperate to show that love in complete bonded servitude to MASTER. it will offer MASTER a whip, hoping HE gifts slave a mark of HIS love. In the only way this slave needs to be loved, with the crack of the whip!
Sadly, today is another day of lockdown. This slave cannot cross the street without reason. Airport? Forget it…
And so this slave closes it’s vanilla work, and thinks of YOU. Oh MASTER, as slave undresses from vanilla and wraps it’s slave skirt about it’s hips, it thinks of YOU. As it puts on it’s shackles it thinks of it’s enslavement to YOU. As it puts on its collar it thinks of when YOU will clasp the handle. As slave picks up it’s whip thinking of when it may grovel and at last offer it to YOU. As slave whips itself one more time, tears well in it’s slave eyes yet they do not fall, only MASTER can make slave cry. As slave lashes itself again and again, it dreams of the day when MASTER would wield the whip against slave’s flesh, marking this slave as HIS property. Only subject to MASTER’s will, slave has already surrendered mentally long ago, it craves it’s physical enslavement. Please, MASTER, it begs YOU.
For now, it must practice a slave’s patience and realises it has much to learn to even know what it does wrong. This slave seeks for simple perfect obedience, servitude, and to suffer.
slave dreams of the day, when the worm has finally turned and the worst plague days are behind us. slave will step on a plane and take a long journey. After a day long journey it will at last take the final leg, and arrives close to YOU. In it’s head, slave imagines MASTER might meet it at the airport but slave must prepare.
After it clears security it will quickly change as it did tonight. Into its slave skirt and chains, carrying a whip, dragging it’s luggage surreptitiously behind, so that it might approach MASTER, in front of disbelieving, shocked onlookers. MASTER your slave wants to greet YOU properly, as YOUR bondage whip slave. slave offers this act of humility because it must. slave approaches YOU, drops to it’s knees and grovels, offering YOU it’s leash and whip in silence… a final proof of slave’s complete surrender, will YOU accept YOUR slave, SIR? The fear is palpable, YOU might decide this slave is unworthy, and abandon it to it’s fate.
FIN
Acknowledging slave’s dear friend @Praefectus Praetorio (no, he’s not MASTER but his incredible slave notes for slave dina inspired and moved this slave greatly) .
PS - yes, this is a real life note, this slave already sent a copy to MASTER.
After a lifetime’s yearning, and a lifetime searching, this slave was fortunate indeed to at last find it’s true MASTER
The meet up was so unlikely, just a chance comment on fet and slave became curious. When it checked YOUR profile, with the warnings: YOU do not play fantasy, are only about Real Life, unlikely to chat, definitely no online role play, and was only interested in MEN, this slave was scared. it nearly didn’t post at all, and agonised over it, the draft sat unsent for a full day.
Then it hesitated to press “send” but YOU were so interesting. ESPECIALLY that YOU are a MASTER but there was more. Something about the comments and writings slave had seen so far…
Thinking perhaps YOU might chat a little with this slave, and that would be all, this slave sent a polite message. In all honesty it thought there would probably be no return message. slave does not make it a secret that it is heterosexual and married, so it was certain there was no sexual and therefore no kink interest. But maybe YOU might talk to it a little, share some old war stories, or teach this slave of a recent but forgotten time and lifestyle of Leather Culture.
But YOU did message back. And we talked. And found Common Purpose. Discovered that YOU write many beautiful stories, and this slave shared it’s lesser works but discovered YOUR beautiful encouragement and support. We shared our life stories, many points of difference yet touchstones of coincidence and a fascination in each other’s life.
In 3 short weeks (or was it less) in a complete whirlwind, YOU said YOU never wanted such before at all and yet would this slave enter into cyber slavery? As YOUR slave? Oh MASTER, how could this slave ever refuse?
Since then this slave has been introduced to protocol and MASTER kindly discovers the lash, because HIS slave is utterly devoted to the whip as the principle means of communication between MASTER and HIS slave. HIS whip slave. Our mastery of language has allowed us to share intimate kink sessions realistically and extremely satisfying to MASTER and slave.
——————————————————
Six months later:
And so another vanilla day ends, MASTER , I am free to be YOUR slave once more…
But MASTER, slave is ready for YOUR whip and YOU are not here. slave needs YOUR loving whip in the real world. slave will come to YOU, MASTER, it is sure YOU will accept slave’s enslavement to YOU if it would but come…
Oh MASTER, where were we 2 years ago? 10,000 miles was nothing! Just a matter of some money and a few short weeks leave. MASTER, had we met like this just 2 years ago YOU would have already had slave in the flesh…
But this poor slave had to finally meet it’s true MASTER in a time of plague. slave loves MASTER and is desperate to show that love in complete bonded servitude to MASTER. it will offer MASTER a whip, hoping HE gifts slave a mark of HIS love. In the only way this slave needs to be loved, with the crack of the whip!
Sadly, today is another day of lockdown. This slave cannot cross the street without reason. Airport? Forget it…
And so this slave closes it’s vanilla work, and thinks of YOU. Oh MASTER, as slave undresses from vanilla and wraps it’s slave skirt about it’s hips, it thinks of YOU. As it puts on it’s shackles it thinks of it’s enslavement to YOU. As it puts on its collar it thinks of when YOU will clasp the handle. As slave picks up it’s whip thinking of when it may grovel and at last offer it to YOU. As slave whips itself one more time, tears well in it’s slave eyes yet they do not fall, only MASTER can make slave cry. As slave lashes itself again and again, it dreams of the day when MASTER would wield the whip against slave’s flesh, marking this slave as HIS property. Only subject to MASTER’s will, slave has already surrendered mentally long ago, it craves it’s physical enslavement. Please, MASTER, it begs YOU.
For now, it must practice a slave’s patience and realises it has much to learn to even know what it does wrong. This slave seeks for simple perfect obedience, servitude, and to suffer.
slave dreams of the day, when the worm has finally turned and the worst plague days are behind us. slave will step on a plane and take a long journey. After a day long journey it will at last take the final leg, and arrives close to YOU. In it’s head, slave imagines MASTER might meet it at the airport but slave must prepare.
After it clears security it will quickly change as it did tonight. Into its slave skirt and chains, carrying a whip, dragging it’s luggage surreptitiously behind, so that it might approach MASTER, in front of disbelieving, shocked onlookers. MASTER your slave wants to greet YOU properly, as YOUR bondage whip slave. slave offers this act of humility because it must. slave approaches YOU, drops to it’s knees and grovels, offering YOU it’s leash and whip in silence… a final proof of slave’s complete surrender, will YOU accept YOUR slave, SIR? The fear is palpable, YOU might decide this slave is unworthy, and abandon it to it’s fate.
FIN
Acknowledging slave’s dear friend @Praefectus Praetorio (no, he’s not MASTER but his incredible slave notes for slave dina inspired and moved this slave greatly) .
PS - yes, this is a real life note, this slave already sent a copy to MASTER.
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