So I finally got my Master’s permanent mark today. I think the worst part is that while being branded he decided not to tie me up. I was leashed to one of many O-rings connected to every wall and ceiling, but other than that I was physically free. Which meant while he stamped the fiery hot brand on my ass I couldn’t struggle or force on anything to dullÂ the pain, I just had to stay motionless. It’s the first of many permanent manipulations of my body that Master has planned for me. I don’t really want them to be honest with you – I’ve always been scared of anything physically permanent. He says once he gets bored of me writing this blog he’ll even permanently attach my hands in a brutal reverse prayer position. Which I can stay in for days now – but if I’m in that position for a few months or years? Who knows if i do even ever get my arms back if I’ll be able to use them. It’s a scary but tantilizing thought.
This brand hurts like a bitch by the way.