Today, she simply grabbed me by the ankle and pulled me out of bed with a yank.

THUD! Awake!

I grumbled, saying that Master Li had ordered me to be treated more civilly?

I fell out of bed, and she saw it, I was told. She has a very tight schedule, and it's disrespectful of me to constantly dawdle.

The tight, very wide leather collar, which makes it almost impossible to move my head, doesn't make it any easier. Whenever I move, my vision blurs. It also chafes terribly.

She takes it as a statement, even if it was presented as a complaint. I have to tell her something like that; everyone is different. She loosened the collar a notch. Much better...but the chafing is even worse now, I noted.

So she took it off me and then yelled me out of the guest room.

You can tell immediately that she is a native German?

Once outside, I asked myself...what, no morning shower today? I'm so incredibly thirsty in the morning! But Petra didn't give me time to think. She drove me painfully in front of her with the stick. Where did she suddenly get that from?

Right through the hallway. Then, grabbed by the hair, stop! Right through the side door into the garden. Down on the ground, 100 push-ups???

I managed 18, then it turned into a trampling session.

But only briefly. But she had pressed my face into the mud until I thought I was going to suffocate.

As she let go of me and I gasped for air, the back of my head suddenly became wet. Petra was pissing on me?

After that, she was a bit calmer, but still bossy and determined. She apologized...she always has to pee really badly in the morning. But the new rules state that she's not allowed to pee until I'm in the shower?

She's feeling much better now. It would be nice if I moved faster in the mornings from now on.

Then she explained to me that I had ordered the morning drill from Master Li.

What? I didn't!!!

The Master is always right and never lies! She has to report my statement. Oh dear!

She also asked about the outcome of my confession last night.

Postponed is not cancelled, he simply said. We'll try again today, staying awake.

It just dawned on me that dawn was breaking. I've never been up this early before? For whores, morning is 9 a.m. at the earliest? Nobody goes to fuck whores early in the morning!!!

But there was no time to think. I could already feel the stick painfully on my ass and back as she yelled loudly and drove me to my feet. GO! RUN! RUN, RUN, WILL IT BE SOMETIME???

Running across the grounds on foot?!? Fortunately, Master Li's garden was very well-kept. But Mistress Petra chased me back and forth across the garden, constantly making me run over the paths covered with sharp pebbles.

At the edge, I noticed that quite a few people were there, staring at us in surprise.

But I was too busy to feel shame; Petra kept me on my toes with the stick.

At some point, I fell, my lungs burned, I felt dizzy, and my limbs felt like rubber.

I just let the blows rain down on me.

When Mistress Petra realized I was truly at my limits, she yelled at me with all her might... AND? DOES THAT TURN YOU ON, YOU OLD SLUT???

What? No, not at all!

Well, you see... you ordered something to curb your horniness yesterday! And then lie and slander your Master???

Oh dear... you really have to be careful what you say here! It's best to just keep your mouth shut.

After the brief respite, she continued drilling me... and on... and on...!

It was pure horror, the world consisted only of movement and pain.

At some point it was over. Mistress Petra became Petra again. I lay on my stomach and couldn't move a toe. Petra suggested I crawl into the house on all fours so I could at least maintain some semblance of dignity.

But it didn't work, no chance!

So Petra grabbed me by the hair and dragged me halfway across the park toward the side entrance.

Somehow, I crawled anyway. Or at least tried. But Petra had incredible strength, her pace, and paid no attention to my efforts.

So, that's what we do every morning now. Fresh morning air, beautiful garden, light exercise...am I happy? Isn't that exactly what I'm missing?

The tip of the stick in my nose...of course, I confirmed, I just wanted some peace and quiet!!!

Since I'm not getting anything to eat today, breakfast is obviously skipped. And because I'm already cheerful, cheerful, and full of energy this early, I'm off to Master Li's for breakfast.

No, not the same shift as in the evening.

Petra fetched a heavy chain and locked it around my neck with a very large, heavy padlock. OMG... I've never seen one that big. And that heavy. This is a joke, right?

She chained me to the wall in Master Li's dining room, left the key in Master Li's place, and then disappeared, leaving me alone.

I was still thirsty; I still hadn't had anything to drink after getting up this morning. My mouth was bone dry, and every breath caused a very unpleasant rubbing in my throat.

And I was hungry; my stomach was already growling painfully. So I sat here, hungry and thirsty, in front of full bowls. Sitting chained to the wall, the immensely heavy lock around my neck pulling me down. I was well aware that I was crouching here like a little piece of shit. But I was too busy watching people eat.

Extremely lousy business! I kept thinking to myself. But I kept my mouth shut.

Master Li then glanced over at me briefly. Then he beckoned a servant over, whispering softly to him while his gaze remained fixed on me. When the servant left, he returned his attention to the food and the people at his table. As far as I had gathered from the conversations, they were domestic staff and business associates. Master Li obviously spoke many languages fluently? I recognized French, Italian, and German, among others.

And apparently, the sight of me was nothing unusual for his guests.

Yes, one of them raised his eyebrows and expressed his concern.

But Master Li explained me to him completely openly and openly.

I am a new slave being trained as a whore. Later, perhaps for work in the fields. I can be fucked after breakfast, if that's what you wish.

The Frenchman then said with a malicious grin...

Sex with slaves would be more like sodomy and waved his hand. Everyone laughed at me.

The servant approached and handcuffed my hands behind my back.

Shortly afterward, he placed a steaming bowl of cooked rice in front of me.

But I knew that chained like this, I would never reach it. Nevertheless, I couldn't tear my eyes away. I gave up trying to reach it. I had only been without food for the first day, so I didn't really need to humiliate myself like that in front of everyone. But I knew that in a few days, I would try with all my might.

Instead, I simply bent over to rub the steam into my dry throat. A grave mistake; the hunger became extremely agonizing!

When breakfast was over, Master Li was the first to leave the room. He didn't even look at me and simply walked past me. His guests were very cultured; they left the room one after the other in the same manner.

This was even more degrading, as if they had groped me.

Shortly afterward, Petra came in. She grabbed the bowl in front of me and quickly devoured it, but didn't turn around. She looked at the key on the table. Then she left again without paying any attention to me. I stayed here, sitting alone, thirsty, hungry, humiliated, unwashed, and exhausted.

Around 11:30, Master Li fetched the key.

A quarter of an hour later, Petra came, freed me, and brought me into the room.

The door was locked today, and I'm trying to stay awake.

I was infinitely grateful for the water from the bath, but the large amount I greedily drank only increased my hunger. But the gnawing hunger helps a little against falling asleep.

I even tried it on purpose, but the hunger is making me very restless.

There's hardly a trace of horniness today.