I screamed hysterically at her a few times. But she remained calm, with a pitying look.

She then called me for duty shortly before 6:00 a.m. But I didn't feel like it.

I fully expected violence, but Petra just reassured me. Sitting around and brooding doesn't help; it doesn't change the situation, it only makes it worse. Better to do something, then I can forget my dark thoughts for a while.

So I dutifully performed my duty. Petra stayed with me, which she didn't usually do. Sure, I need to be guarded now. But she's also with me to comfort me, to give me support. Master Li was alone today. That made things a bit easier. He also ordered her under the table; she knew what she had to do. Again, she fucked my asshole with her incredibly long tongue, adorned with numerous piercings. I couldn't help it; I was simply getting horny. My dark thoughts left me, and I surrendered to my lust, reluctantly but uninhibitedly. Unlike yesterday, Petra didn't just play; she worked me to... climax?

I didn't know anal was possible?

I'd never had to moan, grunt, and drool so loudly during a blowjob.

Master Li enjoyed it in silence. At least he granted me that tact. Today, I really couldn't take any more. Petra then led me back to my room in silence. Dinner was then brought to her – a small bowl of rice. She wanted to give it to me, but I refused. I wasn't hungry, I wasn't tired. I just wanted to die.

Nevertheless, we exchanged a few words. That wasn't her dinner, but the daily ration. And she would have given that to me?

I then wrote an email to my parents. Petra watched me, but didn't stop me. My finger rested over the "send" button for a good half hour.

``` Meanwhile, I carefully weighed the pros and cons of my situation. Then I pulled my finger back and deleted the email.

I'm here of my own free will. Much of my situation here isn't nice. But I also think about the good times. And about Petra.

Actually, I'm happy here. And at dinner, as Petra fucked me vigorously with her tongue, the thought came to me again...I'm a whore and I belong here!

If I go home now...what will I gain?

This account here...presumably my husband is reading it? Or has he already forgotten me?

Somehow, I don't believe he's that cold. He was looking for the best possible option for me. Yes, I want to believe that. Hate would only destroy me....

 

 Petra explained to me what was still to come today. At 10 p.m. we'll go down to the basement. There I'll be secured in a device where I'll have to stand overnight. If I fall asleep, it'll hurt!

She needs to sleep for a few hours herself. If she's asleep, she can't watch over me.

She'll attach nasty clamps to my tits and pussy, which will work hard on me overnight. That will help me stay awake.

More exercise tomorrow morning.

Then I'll have a choice: a whore's service or the endless humiliation at breakfast with Master Li.

I chose breakfast.