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GoddessRaynna

Your Lips, My Foot. On your Knees Slave. Time to worship your Mistress.
12/31/2012 12:46:55 PM
Took the slave with me on vacation with my family in virginia. It seems to have lost its damn mind there. I have my mother to thai for that. While she enjoyed jokingly calling me mistress I might have heard it from my slaves mouth twice in the week. I forced it to wear its collar all week, and chatted to my grandmother openly about our relationship. My pet likes to pretend others do not notice its situation. I am not shy about it. She loudly proclaimed... " I wonder what happened to people to make them enjoy that stuff" I could tell she totally forgot it was there. I was hoping it was embarrassed. Anyway. At my mothers home for Christmas, my step father is used to being served by my mother.. The women were in the kitchen as I lounged on the sofa chatting with my slave. My mother came and told me I should get up and get the boy a plate. "why don't you make him a plate Mistress." she isn't really interested in our situation, and often jokes about it, but I wasn't about to be serving the slave anything. It was tough to keep my pet in the right frame of mind. I was more concerned with enjoying my holidays, it got more of a break than it deserved. Perhaps my mistake. Later it decided to lie to me about doing something I told it to take are of. I hate liars. I gave it a pop upside it's head, and some strong words, which my grandmother witnessed kind of wide eyed, the slave was understandably sorry, but that coupled with the fact that it seemed to have forgotten that I owned it totally, was irritating. My slave responds well to its collar. Wearing it, my pet remembers its place, it feels more like a slave, it likes feeling that way. It sees the collar I put on its neck as a privilege and a sign that I am pleased. I unlocked its collar, and removed it that day. The shame in its face was very satisfying. Even more satisfying when it cried, and went on about being sorry and wanting to please me. It should be ashamed with its behavior. It was disgusting. Since we have been back home, i have the flu, it is running about to please me, and working hard to earn that collar back. But who knows when I will lock it on again. Until then it will not wear a collar unless I require one when I am amusing myself with it, and only the training, play collar. I want to see how sorry it gets, and how much it wants to please me, and be locked in my collar again. I can tell it is missing the thing.
12/19/2012 6:33:30 AM

I had to put my boy on the rice last night, sad face. It really hates the rice, and claims that it does very little toward its attitude adjustment. I simply make it put down rice on the tiles, and then it is to kneel on top of the rice until I time I determine. This treatment seems to make it break into sweats, and lots of moans and painful groans. I can't see how it doesn't affect things. I know that If i stay consistant with the rice, which to date seems to be the only thing it can't take, then sooner or later, it will get the idea. Dont do the things which will piss me off. Duh.

      After the rice it's poor knees are all fucked up. That doesn't mean that it doesn't still have to crawl. Also, I have been slacking on making It eat from the dog bowls. I think that I will be more strict about that in the future, since it is always entertaining for me to treat the slave like it isn't human at all.

12/12/2012 2:09:51 PM

First Time Here,

 

Well, I gave my own slave the day off today, and decided to give this site a try. I had imagined that possibly I would have a couple people talk to me, that perhaps I would allow some submissives to linger in my fabulous presence. Within the first hour I had 10 messages. All Manner of submissives "begging" to worship. Interesting. I wish that they could have a moment to speak with my own slave, and ask him just how demanding a Mistress I am. I leave no room for errors. When people ask me, I always give them a sample of the list of rules my boy is supposed to follow. usually they notice how I refer to "him" only as It, Slave or Pet. Mine. A typical day for my slave:

 

Wake up and immediately get down on all fours crawling to the bed, It places a kiss on each of my little brown feet. Meaningful deep kisses. It then waits for me to flick my wrist to send It on its way.

 

On to work to make Mistress some money. It must return at 12pm, ringing the door bell once and then kneeling at the door until I see fit to answer the door. After I do It will crawl in and kneel at the entry until I give it permission to enter, It will then Kiss my feet in proper greetings. Its lunch break is an hour it has to serve me, make my lunch before even thinking of its own, clean up whatever mess I have made, then back to work. It must send me an email before 3pm telling me how devoted it feels to me.

 

After work it will repeat rining the bell once and waiting, and the greeting, only now all it's clothes must come off and it will spend the rest of its night naked, catering to my needs and pleasures, and enduring whatever "play" I decide on, grateful and eager. If I desire not to play it just sits in the corner until I notice it.

 

It is not allowed to look at me or use the funiture, therefore it spends it's time laying belly down beneath my feet while I am watching tv, or whatever else I might be doing. If I need a desk, It is my desk, if I need a foot warmer, It curls up around my feet.

 

It eats it's dinner out of a dog bowl using no hands, then cleans the kitchen and surrounding areas.

 

It must ask permission to enter any room I occupy. at night it must ask to enter a bed. Or sleep on the floor....

 

these are just a few of the rules. Any one of these rules broken is discipline which it hates. sometimes I make my slave slide around the floor on its belly for my amusement while I abuse it.... the point is. Most people I have encountered take this much less seriously than me. I am sure that most could not do the things that Mine does. My Slave has been brought to tears many times by displeasing me. It used to happen often.

 

It was asked once to choose to be my Submissive and keep a few "rights" the right to stop me, the right to say no... Or to agree to be my slave and give all to me. It chose Slavery. All is mine, Life, Body, Heart, and Money. I think a Submissive agrees to things, while still retaining some kind of control. A submissive chooses to submit for a set time or under certain circumstances... A slave just is. It has to be.

robogirrl
 
 Age: 22
 Zamb0nga, Philippines