Weekend Trip to the Inscrutable

Andy M. Today at 20:28 <> Next. I’ve read the new chapters of the account of your first weekend here. Not bad for a numbnuts niggercunt like you.

N. Today at 20:30 <> Thank you, Master.

Andy M. Today at 20:33 <> Henceforth, you will be topless and wear the usual nipple clamps while working on the continuation. Just like when you blog or chat on social media or when you watch porn.

N. Today at 20:34 <> Master, if this cunt may?

Andy M. Today at 20:34 <> Yes, what?

N. Today at 20:36 <> This would delay progress significantly. Until now this cunt can work on this even if it has only limited privacy. This would be impossible with the new rule.

Andy M. Today at 20:42 <> I understand but I don’t care. First, you are my property, and I will enjoy the thought that you were in pain while writing. A good painslut should be in pain as often as possible. While I appreciate your efforts to please the readers this and progress are subsidiary to my order as your Owner. You will prioritize: less browsing porn, less chatting, more writing. Second, reader who stuck with the account thus far will also appreciate to know you’re in pain at each keystroke. My rule stands and you will let your readers know.

N. Today at 20:43 <> Yes, Master. Then so it shall be.

So that’s how it is from now on.

The heavy chain that connects the nipple clamps scratches over the desk surface and the Japanese clamps bite into my nipples since I started to translate the chat.

Back to the regularly scheduled program.