1/18/2018 6:06:39 PM: Several months ago I agreed to take on training a girl that my friends the “Estate Sale Savants” found on this ridiculous site.   I discovered much to my chagrin, that there are actual living breathing creatures on this site and that with a concerted effort the creatures can be had.  The Estate Sale Savants found a girl on here – she actually sent me a message that I deleted because I didn’t believe the story she told me about not being able to verify via Skype.    I’ll admit that the ESS’s are much nicer people than I am on my best days.    I’m not going to go into the boring details.  The girl moved from Pennsylvania to Georgia and the ESS’s asked me to train the girl.  I agreed.    Day One: The girl was dropped off at my garage door.   I met her in the garage where I instructed her to strip off her clothes.   She hesitated, I repeated myself and added “If you can’t follow simple commands, you can leave the way you came in.  I’ll have your Mistress pick you up.”  She removed her clothes with a “No Mistress.”  As she pulled off her clothes I walked around her, “Don’t call me Mistress.   From this moment on you will address me as Ma’am.  To me you are, cunt.   When you’ve earned it, I will call you pet and if you manage to surpass my expectations then you’ll be girl.  Understand?” She nodded so I pulled her hair until she was facing me. “If I ask a question, I expect an answer.   Do you think that I should be paying close enough attention to you that I can catch a nod?”  “No ma’am.”   I instructed her to head up the stairs ahead of me.   As she placed her foot on the first step I smacked her with the crop I was holding.   “Get on all fours”.  She dropped to her knees then put her hands out in front of her on the floor.   “Move.” And I smacked her with the crop again.   Just below her ass, at the top of her left thigh.  The girl made it up to the top of the stairs, I tapped on the door with my crop and the door was opened by a friend who’d come over to see the girl.   We were both expecting that she’d be a homely creature with a sweet ass at best and a fat pig with pendulous breasts that were good for tit torture at worst.   I was vexed when I first laid eyes on her standing naked in my garage.  The girl was a pretty thing, c cup tits with rose colored quarter sized nipples, and a heart shaped ass that just begged to be used.   I estimated that she was carrying an extra 10 pounds, all around her belly so she had a slight jiggle.  I admit that I like a little jiggle.   As my friend stepped aside I smacked the perfect heart shaped ass with the crop again, “faster” I admonished and the girl crawled faster down the hall.   When she reached the kitchen she stopped and turned to look at me.  I pulled her hair, hard. “Did I tell you to turn around and look at me?” “No ma’am.”  I released her hair, “Drop your eyes cunt.  I want your focus on the floor.”   She lowered her gaze to the floor.  I could make out a slight trembling running down her body, yeah I like a little jiggle.   I sat down on a kitchen chair and picked up my tea cup.   Come closer I said and the girl crawled towards me, eyes downcast and with a slight hesitation.   “Turn to your left.” The girl complied and I put my feet up on her back.  “Today you are a cunt.  Nothing more and nothing less.   There is no me or I or myself.  You are cunt.  Understand?” “Yes Ma’am,” She replied I half expected her to turn her head to look at me but the girl caught on fast.  “I’m going to bind your hands when I get done.    From now until I decide otherwise you are going to be dependent on me.   When I sit down to eat you will sit at my feet and I will feed you from my hand.  When I sit down, you sit at my feet.    Today I’m going to teach you three basic commands.  Sit, Down and Roll Over and Play Slut.”  My friend laughed, “I think that you’re expecting too much out of the cunt.  See if she can understand sit then call it a day.”  “Don’t be ridiculous, the cunt will get it all down.   Won’t you cunt, you’re capable of following simple instructions?”  “Yes ma’am, I am.”  I stood up and grabbed her hair fisted it and pulled until she was up on her knees.  “I?  Can you be a cunt and an I?”  I could see the tears welling in her eyes, she made a mewling sound.  I fisted her hair tighter and pulled harder.  “I don’t understand whimpers.”  “No ma’am,” she gasped.   I loosened my grip slightly, “So are you capable of following simple instructions?” I could see that panic in her eyes, I could pick up the traces of her fear and her excitement.  I smiled what I am sure was a wicked smile.  I watched as her pupils dilated, and her tits rose and fell with her breath.  “Oh my.   Roll over and put your ass in the air, I can’t wait to see how wet you are.”  The girl rolled over and put her ass in the air, I motioned for my friend to come over and we both laughed at the site of her pussy weeping with excitement.   Weeping as in slippery wet and running down between her legs.   A cunt who creams when she’s being hurt is as close to a sign that there is a benevolent god as there can be.  “Filthy cunt” I cooed as I slipped my thumb into her pussy and moved it in and out slowly.  “You’ve turned out to be a treasure.”  I pulled my thumb from her pussy and slipped it into that perfect heart shaped ass as I slipped two fingers into her grasping pussy.   “Move your ass, show me what a filthy fuck pig you are.”  I felt her pushing back against my hand and I smacked her ass as she began grinding against my hand.   “If you cum without permission I’m going to tie you to that table and whip your pussy until you scream for mercy.”  I thought that she hadn’t heard me, she did though and slowed her grinding against my hand.  I could feel her pussy tightening around my fingers and her ass seemed to suck on my thumb trying to draw it in deeper.  I smacked her ass and told her to stop then pulled my fingers out of her body.   “Not yet cunt, you’re going to have to earn it.”  I took her through the positions I expected her to learn and perform when commanded.  “Sit, Down and Roll Over and Play Slut”.   Sit: the cunt sits with her ass resting on her heels, hands laced behind her head, eyes down.  Down: the cunt drops from the sit position with her arms stretched out and her head pressed into the floor.  Roll Over and Play Slut: the cunt rolls over onto her back, plants her feet on the floor and spreads her legs with her hands up over her head.   It took a while, at one point I took hold of the cunt’s nipples and pulled on them until she was in the proper “sit” position.   The cunt cried a few times, quiet sobs that I prefer to dramatic wailing.  At dinner time I walked down the hall to the kitchen and the cunt followed crawling.  I sat down at the table and she sat, fingers laced behind her head and ate what I fed her from my hands.   When dinner was over I got up and the cunt followed me quietly.  At the end of that first day the cunt followed me down the hall.  She used the bathroom, I hosed her off in the shower and dried her as I would one of my cats.   I led her into the bedroom and pointed to a cage in the corner.   “Yes ma’am,” She whispered and made her way into the cage.  As I closed the door I stroked her hair. The ESS’s asked me why I start out with the simple positions and the rules.   I do it because I incorporate Relyfe / Erotic Hypnosis into any training that I do.  I use sensory deprivation and recorded s and I have found that establishing the obedience before I start any programming makes setting the stage for sessions much easier.