My girlfriend, Miss Alessa Milano, had gone away on vacation, leaving me in charge of both her house and her beloved BDSM studio. She'd entrusted me with the care of her most cherished possession: her house slave. A man worthy of such a title, he was utterly useless without her, a shell of a human being loyal to no one but his Mistress.
I'd always found the studios fascinating but had never dared to use them without her permission. Now that she was gone, however, an idea began to form in my mind. It was time to put the studios to good use—and what better way than by turning my girlfriend's passion into my own?
First, however, there was punishment to be meted out. Our slave had neglected to clean properly before she left, and I intended to make him pay for it. So, armed with a riding crop and a cruel smile, I entered the bathroom where he was being kept.
The sight that greeted me left me stunned: The trash can was overflowing, and the toilet bore evidence of neglect. It seemed my girlfriend had set a high standard for cleanliness even in her absence, and her slave had failed to meet it. Now it was time for him to suffer the consequences.
I approached him slowly, savoring the moment. He looked up at me with terror in his eyes, knowing full well what was about to happen.
"You failed your Mistress," I said quietly, my voice echoing in the small room. "Now it's time for you to learn your lesson."
I raised the riding crop and brought it down hard across his bare back, eliciting a yelp of pain from him. I struck him again and again, until his flesh was red and raw. Then I moved on to other areas, whipping his legs, ass, and even his genitals until he was a sobbing mess on the floor.
Finally, when I judged he had learned his lesson, I released him from his cage. He crawled over to me, head down, awaiting his punishment's fate.
"Get cleaned up," I told him. "Once you're presentable, I have a task for you. One that might just earn you a modicum of respect from your Mistress."
I left him there puzzling over my words as I made my way to the studio's dungeon. The time had come to put my plan into action—and to discover just how far I was willing to go to become the Master my girlfriend deserved.
