My soles were burning like fire, I couldn't walk a step. MISTRESS Petra wanted to drag me out like a dead animal when we were released. But after a very subtle clearing of the throat from Master Li, she immediately abandoned the plan. Instead, she put a collar on me. An extremely wide one, and she tied it so tightly that the congestion made my eyes and face swell. Yes, she simply loves that.

Crawling on all fours, she then pulled me out to my room without a word.

She was apparently a little angry with me. And then she explained to me why.

I should have talked to her about it first.

That was all she said to me. With every word, I received a solid slap in the face.

Then she abruptly turned around and stormed out of the room in a rage, while I collapsed in tears. I can't take this!

She came back in a few minutes and then comforted me. She was a different person, suddenly the Petra I'd fallen in love with. 

Petra then explained to me why she was freaking out like that. I'm constantly misbehaving, constantly. But she didn't tell Master Li, even though it's her duty. I'm driving her into trouble with my behavior.

Her plan was actually to delay her objectification or avoid it altogether by simply being a good slave and winning the Master's heart.

Things had been looking good for the past few weeks; things had been going well. But then I ruined everything with my behavior. Worse still, it became obvious that she hadn't reported properly. Disobedience is a very serious offense for a slave of her experience. By praising Master Li, he wasn't trying to flatter her, but rather to subtly remind her of her duties. The Master is certainly not a bad person, but on the other hand, he's not particularly fun to be with either. He's not as cheerful and funny as he appears.

It was suddenly early morning. Time passed very quickly as I lay in Petra's arms. Petra let me know that she would be taking over my whore duties today because I was obviously no longer able to cope. When I raised my eyebrow, she simply explained...fuck the ass, she was fucked in the ass far too rarely anyway. And in her condition, it's the only sexual pleasure she can still get.

She still has to do all the daily chores, so she has a lot on her plate today. I'm supposed to stay busy with my blog and under no circumstances fall asleep. My guest room is monitored, as are many areas of the house. Someone will find out, including Master Li. We'll both be punished if I fall asleep.

We then talked about my punishment. I was very afraid that I would starve to death in those five days. Petra can be very temperamental. "You spoiled brat!" she yelled at me...no one starves in five days! At best, I'll lose a kilo. Especially since I'm incredibly lazy. When I'm doing prostitution, I just lie there, not moving in rhythm, not trying to give my man the greatest possible pleasure. And then the housework... I'm weak; people immediately notice that I've never really worked hard in my life.

The sleep deprivation is much harder. My thoughts will become confused, and my comprehension will sink to almost zero. And in this state, she's supposed to teach me how to behave?

At least she can really let off steam on me in this state. No matter how tired I am, with enough pain, she'll hammer the rules into my head.

Great prospects!