Miss Pamela by Carl

Hanna Please read this little prelude!

[04:38]  carl Coberts: i'm completely free of liability with regard to that story
[04:38]  carl Coberts: without prejudice
[04:38]  Zarita Shan: hahaha
[04:38]  Zarita Shan: yeah whatever
[04:39]  Zarita Shan: YOu ARE LIable
[04:39]  carl Coberts: oh gawd
[04:40]  carl Coberts: I'm going for a surf then... all this D/s has me strung out

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I've actually been submitting at some level or another to Miss Pamela for the past two years or so. I remember finishing up my last year in college when I met Her, She is one of those intriguing Dommes who I couldn't help wonder about.

At the time I had swine flu and thought it some how appropriate to dress as a latex pig in sl, I remember being at a party high above the Dominion when She spotted me and literally when to town, making me sit on pose balls and squiring me and spit roasting me and setting me on fire, a lasting memory was of her walking on my head while the rest of me was hidden underground, the feeling of humiliation and an admiration for Her amazing creativity. But to finish off the night she through me off the high platform letting me fall to the sim below... I was addicted.

Within a few mouths She had bought me at auction, or perhaps I had been bought for Her. Nevertheless I was over the moon, but the cruel humiliation and physiological domination started straight away as I was sent away to buy a French maids outfit called all legs. And a sensations collar and cuffs which I still wear today.

This was when sub space really started for me with Miss Pamela, She brought me back to Her castle on a leash and down into her dungeon, there was cells, which which had dead maids lying in them. There was a butchers table as well which I didn't like to think about.

Miss Pamela had a cell in the back of the dungeon which she hog tied my and cagged and blindfolded me, it was under this kind of Dominance and control that I really started to fall into sub space, my arms would go weak, my yes want to roll and  close, overcome my offering of vulnerability and a surge of blood to my cock giving me an erection that usually doesn't appear like that.

I received numerous whippings, tauntings and abuses in her dungeon I really can remember the order at the time she used to only refer to me as skid mark, awful as it sounds I had this strange obligation to show her gratitude for all the attention she gave me, even if it was solely for her entertainment and at the expense of my dignity, of which today the only thing I do derive diginity from in sl is the thought that I am Her toy as much as I can be.

Eventually I was given a hideously girlie pink sissy dress by Miss Pamela and allowed out of Her dungeon, She used to drag me along to her doing gigs but I never used to listen to the stream just concentrate on being an entertaining toy and submissive for Her. Of course the level of attention which she focused on my was always consuming erotic and fulfilling. In fact my sl seemed totally boring to me when she was not online.

At that time I was in California and the times zones were convenient and closer but when I cam back to Europe life got hectic and the time zones were all out, I didn't log on for a long time and when I did she was never online, We spoke a bit but she seemed unimpressed with me.

Things were quiet for a while then at least in sl until last Christmas, I had some time to myself, weeks to myself, my interest in D/s grew again and I started hanging around the D again. I was called to trial before Miss Lisa who convicted me and some trumped up charge, but to my great amazement she sentenced me to a week in rev with Miss Pamela.

When I imbed Miss Pamela she was receptive she had no interest in the rev but did have an interest in owning me for the week at least, She was only loads over christmas and dragged me here and there degrading me this was an that, usually I was tied up and suspended inside down from her do tip box. Dispute numerous calls from Miss Eva to have me gagged Miss Pamela always refrained, I guess being gagged is a reward.

At the time I was still playing and dressing up myself in sl and really enjoying but one day Miss Pamela informed me that if she got anymore messages from my cuffs and collar saying that I had taken them off that there would be trouble. She explained to me that trouble means.... Being ignored and that she knew that would hurt me. She then proceeded to beat me to a pulp with a huge meat tenderiser before having me thank her as she logged off.

I complained that I had been locked out of my collar and cuffs, boots and corset but she explained to me that I'd have to get used to my new situation and that she was good enough to lock them and that I would have to respect that and act according.

As a submissives she owned me, she owned my collar and held the keys to all my kinky toys, she told me that I would only break them anyway, she revelled in my humiliation and I squirmed under the microscope of her deviance.

When my sentence was up it was after Christmas we had even spent new years eve together. I reported for duty to her, I was well trained to curtesy by now. She informed me that my sentence was up but I was still totally addicted. I couldn't just take off her collar and go back to the way things were before. She told me not  to hook my carriage up to a star that was headed for the sun. But I couldn't give up on her and she told me if I showed up she might show me some attention and so I did just happily ready to receive any dominance she might fed to my hopeless addiction to her.

I informed that I wouldn't take the collar off and that she'd have to kill me first, so she looked for her gun.

A few days later I was put on auction at the D she ordered me to do it, I was to be naked, and I asked if I should take the collar off too, but when she said no I was so relieved, she said that the who ever bought me who be made second owner on it. It's not the most pornographic thing  in the world but wearing  her collar means a lot to me.

In the end She bought me for 6000 lindens, she told me not to get a big head straight away, but I was already in us space for her kissing her boots and asking her to spit on me... Both of which she kindly granted.

I was brought back to her house she was cursing about kicking 6000 lindens worth of shit out of me. she locked me in a cage in the corner the timer on the cage was for 200 hours I wasn't allowed to speak or the timer would increase, I wasn't allowed out off mouse look either.

Then she spoke, just remembering her in this moments still makes me shiver, I actually hadn't been alone with her since the first auction over a year or so ago.

The thing she said to me drove me deeper and deeper into sub space, she was so powerful and controlling in those moments, she told me new rules on my behaviour and on how I was to greet her, she asked me things she had never done before and verbally humiliated me for dressing like a girl and having a hard cock and being a pathetic little loser with an ass that was hunger for cock, she told me that if I played my cards right she might step on my cock with her fabulous shoe or that if I was really good she might fuck my ass with her strap on dildo. She said I act like I have balls, an that I might have, but they were hers now. All this has me in a right state, I was ready to pass out my cock was so hard.

Then she said, I can hear you ass grumbling for cock now Carolina, to which I ought to have replying "yes Miss my ass is grumbling loudly for your cock" but instead and I regret this to this day, I said "I thought I could hear the plumbing".

This lead directly to my death in sl that day, I knew I had made a mistake straight way, I was desparately  trying to back track, saying sorry and I didn't mean it and that my ass really was hungry and so forth. But she was pissed, brought me to the top of the house threw me off at a few thousand feet and logged off.

That yanked me out of subspace and had me actually rolling around in rl shout fuck fuck fuck.

Anyway the story goes on but that's all for now.