Reflection on suffering

The slave slept like a log last night after an intense session in which its balls were drained as it violated itself on THE IMPALER. This morning the pig's cunt was a bit sore but that did not exempt it from its obligation to put the plug back in for the day. Nor to wear the suction cups on its sore teats. Its ass still sensitive from Wednésday's mat torture. The beast was feeling drained today and is happy that it can now recharge for a few days before its training will continue again.

The slave was reflecting on its need to suffer for its Master. Thinking of yesterday especially the final half hour was tough, and the slave struggled mentally with the frustration and fear that the second orgasm would not happen within a reasonable amount of time and that it would have to either suffer on for a long time, or face a severe punishment for giving up. Nervously aware how strong the force is which makes that giving up was really not an option for the slave. It could not simply "choose for the punishment". It's something beyond fear of punishment; it's fear of disappointment. The relief when the second orgasm finally washed over it was intense. Followed by the final challenge of feeling totally spent and un-horny and then getting on its knees to lick THE IMPALER clean of its own cunt juices.

And yet, the slave is now getting horny writing this down, and it will soon be longing for that kind of suffering and humiliation again. Even feeling thankful to its Master that this kind of suffering is made a given in the slave's life. This need remains a difficult to grasp thing.