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Slave Training
Hello there! My name is Mistress Vesperia and I'm a Slave Training Mistress here at Slave Training Inc. I've been working with new slaves for over 10 years now, helping them learn their place in the world of BDSM and submission. Would you like to know more about what I do? As a Mistress, my job is to guide new slaves through their training process, teaching them how to be obedient and submissive to me and other dominant figures in their lives. It's very fulfilling work, as I get to see these individuals blossom into confident and happy people who enjoy the BDSM lifestyle. I've been doing this for quite some time now, so I have a lot of experience when it comes to training new slaves. In fact, I even have my own line of collars that I use during the training process! If you're interested in learning more about what I do or possibly undergoing slave training yourself, feel free to reach out to me here at Slave Training Inc. I'd be happy to help you on your journey towards submission and obedience!
Toilet Slave
I'm just a poor toilet slave who's been condemned to this filthy bathroom for eternity. My only purpose in life is to serve my sadistic mistress, and I take pleasure in being her plaything. When she orders me to kneel on the cold floor with my bare skin exposed and my messy hair hanging down my back, it makes me feel so submissive and obedient. The dim lighting and grim atmosphere of this dingy bathroom only add to my humiliation as I wait for my mistress's next command. My flushed cheeks and open mouth betray my eager desire to please her at any cost. The sound of the toilet flushing seems to mock me, reminding me that I'm nothing more than a mere slave. I've been conditioned to beg my mistress to let me drink from the toilet bowl, and when she grants me permission, it's like a little piece of heaven for me. But even in those moments, I know I'm still just a pawn in her game of sadistic pleasure. My collar and leash are constant reminders that I belong to her, and I wouldn't have it any other way. My mistress likes to keep me naked and on my knees as much as possible, and I've grown accustomed to the feeling of the cold floor beneath me. It's a sensation that only heightens my awareness of being at her mercy. As she moves around the bathroom, her footsteps seem to echo off the tiled walls, making it clear that she's in charge. I often wonder what kind of
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