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From: Mike D <sirmikedee@googlemail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Slave erin, fragment 02 (bd ds)
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Date: Mon, 12 Oct 2009 20:10:06 -0400
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Hi again everyone!

You might like this PM log.  Kelly said no one's sent her any
suggestions for what to do with her new pet yet.  Come on guys, I'm
sure some of you can think of _something_!  ;)

Mike.

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To: sirmikedee@googlemail.com
From: mistresskelly101@googlemail.com
Subject: Erin

Hi Mike!

I let erin go on IRC today.  This is one of the better PM logs.  What
do you think, should I trust those guys on those channels to treat
her properly?  I don't want them to undermine my authority.

Kelly.

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MasterM> Hello, slut.

<erin{KB}> Hello Sir.

<MasterM> Do you come to #femsubmissionsex often?

<erin{KB}> This is my first time, Sir.

* MasterM smiles

<MasterM> And what brought you here?

<erin{KB}> My Mistress told me to come here.

<MasterM> Nice.  Does she often tell you what to do?

<erin{KB}> Quite often, yes.  She never lets me choose anything for
myself, if that's what you mean.  Most of the time she just ignores
me, though.

<MasterM> That makes sense.  You can't expect someone to devote her
full time to your pathetic little whims.

<erin{KB}> I guess not, Sir.

<MasterM> So does she let other people use you?

<erin{KB}> Not yet, thankfully.

<MasterM> Answer me properly or I'll stop talking to you.

<erin{KB}> Sorry, Sir.  Not yet, Sir.

<MasterM> That's better.  She hasn't trained you very well, I see.

<erin{KB}> Sorry, Sir.  I'm still learning.

<MasterM> I can see that.  You're afraid of her lending you out,
whore?

<erin{KB}> Yes, Sir.  The thought scares me.

<MasterM> But that's something she might do?

<erin{KB}> Yes, she's talked about it, Sir.

<MasterM> You knew she might do such things when you gave yourself
to her?

<erin{KB}> Yes, Sir.

<MasterM> And you gave yourself to her willingly?

<erin{KB}> Yes, Sir.  I've given myself fully to Her, of my own
accord.  I'd literally do anything for her.

<MasterM> Then you have no reason to complain.

<erin{KB}> Oh, sorry, Sir.  I didn't mean to complain.  I'm very
grateful to Her and everything She's done for me.

<MasterM> Even if she lends you out to others, if she makes you her
little whore?

<MasterM> Answer me, whore.

<erin{KB}> Sorry, Sir.  Yes, I'll always be grateful to Her for
taking me in and letting me serve Her.

<MasterM> I see.  Good, slut.

<MasterM> What are you wearing?

<erin{KB}> Clothes wise, just a turquoise bikini right now.  She
also keeps me restrained all the time.  I have a metal collar I can't
take off, and I'm chained in wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs right now.

<MasterM> Sounds good, slut.  Does she always tell you what to wear?

<erin{KB}> Yes, Sir.  I think she's sold all my old clothes, though
i don't know for sure.  For ages now...  it feels like months, but
i'm not sure...  i've had to wear whatever she tells me to, mostly
swimwear or lingerie.

<MasterM> You sound ungrateful, bitch.  I'm sure she wouldn't
appreciate that.

<erin{KB}> Oh, sorry, Sir.  I really don't mean it.  I'm just not
used to talking like this yet...  She still tells me to speak my
mind, She says that submission and subservience will come naturally
to me and she doesn't want to force it.

<MasterM> Interesting.

<MasterM> If you were mine, you'd never be able to talk so freely.

<erin{KB}> I'm glad I'm Hers, Sir, if I'm permitted to say so.

<MasterM> You are.

* MasterM smiles

* erin{KB} smiles

<MasterM> What's your phone number?

<erin{KB}> I don't know.  She won't tell me that sort of thing.  I
can't reach the phone anyway, and i know She wouldn't like me giving
things like that out to strangers.

<MasterM> She told you to come to #femsubmissionsex?

<erin{KB}> Yes, Sir.

<MasterM> Why do you think she did that?

<erin{KB}> I don't know, Sir.

<MasterM> You think maybe she wants other masters to teach you how
to act, to be a proper slave?

<erin{KB}> Maybe, Sir.  I really don't know why she wants me to come
here.  I think maybe she wants to humiliate me, or maybe she feels
sorry I've been getting so lonely lately.

<MasterM> A slave has no feelings of her own, bitch.

<erin{KB}> Sorry, Sir.  I can't help how I feel.

<MasterM> You don't have anyone to talk to?

<erin{KB}> No, Sir.  She almost always keeps me locked in my cage,
like I am now.  I can't even reach the phone, let alone leave Her
house.

<MasterM> What about her friends?

<erin{KB}> Only some of them know about me.  When her friends who
don't know about me visit, she leaves me in the other cage, the one
under her bed, and tells me to keep completely quiet.

<MasterM> And when her other friends visit, the ones who do know
about you?

<erin{KB}> They see me in my regular cage, in the lounge, but I'm
almost always gagged when they're here.  Even when I'm not, She tells
me to do whatever they say and never talk back to them.

<erin{KB}> Usually I'm in here by myself, though, with nothing to
do.

<erin{KB}> She said I could use her laptop today to talk to people
on #femhumiliationsex and #femsubmissionsex because I'd been a good
girl lately.  This is the first time I've talked to someone other
than her friends in months, I think.

<MasterM> You're not sure?

<erin{KB}> She doesn't let me know what day or month it is.  I don't
know how long i've been here.

<MasterM> Take a guess.

<erin{KB}> If it's September, that would make it about three months.

<erin{KB}> Is it September?

<MasterM> Clearly your mistress doesn't want me to tell you.  I'm
not going to go against her wishes.

<erin{KB}> OK.

<erin{KB}> Sorry.

<MasterM> You seem an ingrateful whore to even ask me, knowing that
she doesn't want you to know.

<erin{KB}> You're right.  Sorry, Sir.

<MasterM> I think you should apologise to her.

<erin{KB}> I will.  Sorry, Sir.  I didn't mean to be rude or go
against her wishes or anything.

<MasterM> Clearly you did.  I don't think you deserve to talk to me
anymore today.  Maybe tomorrow you'll feel more obedient.

<erin{KB}> Sorry, Sir, I didn't mean it.

<erin{KB}> Sir?

<MasterM> Goodbye, slut.

<erin{KB}> Sorry, Sir.  :(

<erin{KB}> Sir?

<erin{KB}> Goodbye, Sir.

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