True
Stories...An excerpt from Punishing slave embre:
"Looking at the pictures of embre's correction is not enough to understand it. If you look at her tears and only feel pity, then a Master's life is not for you. If you are only aroused by her suffering, then you are too cold to own a slave. I write this story because I want you understand the pictures before you. I hope you will enjoy embre's suffering, but that you will also see beyond sadistic pleasure, and understand how hard it can be, to punish someone that you love and adore so much. Having the strength to do this is knowing what it means to be a Master.
You can be sure that embre knows. Look carefully into her eyes, through the tears. There you can see her love and respect returned back to me. You will see her admiration for me...for she knows how difficult it is for me to do this to her. You will see her regret…not just for breaking the rules, but for being the cause of so much sadness for her Master. embre understands… because embre is a true slave. And as such, she trusts her Master to do exactly the same thing, the same way, when its time for the next punishment.

In our world, this is true love.
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Fantasy
Stories...Excerpt from Confessions of a Sadist:
"All kinds of girls find themselves here…shy lilting waifs or haughty, defiant hellcats. What they all have in common is a healthy, raging libido. I have my personal favorites among these as well. These are the troublesome ones, as if they came straight off the TV talk show stage. These "Girls Out of Control" are done cursing at booing crowds of morons. In me they will find their biggest fan, a true admirer of their libidinous ways. Truly, I love the power of their sexual confidence, and now I’m going to help them focus it in ways they’d only fantasized about.
First, we change the way they process physical sensations. Sexually, they’ve been working overtime, so we’ll stroke, pinch, bite and whip every part of their bodies except their slobbering cunts. Like a form of blindness, deprivation is great for heightening other sensations.
And it all becomes easier for them once they accept their fate. That seems to be the case with the latest arrival. She’s a striking, curvy brunette with pendulous breasts and pouting red lips. She tries not to make eye contact with me. It’s not that she doesn’t want to…its that she fears what will be revealed if she does. If that makes sense to you, then you understand what kind of girl this is.
…gee, do you want a job here?"