Chapter 1

(Some time ago i was seeking a Master willing to train me over the Internet. After casting my eyes over several sites and groups, i eventually found one in www.groups.yahoo.com called sub_sluts. I made an approach to the list moderator and what follows here is transcription of the e-mails that subsuqently passed between us.)

TO - Night Nurse
FROM - Master

Do you still want to be trained and humiliated like all women should be? If so, reply to your Master

TO - Master
FROM - Night Nurse

Not only do i desire to be trained and humiliated, Master, i also deserve it. i look forward to receiving my first lesson from you.

TO - Night Nurse
FROM - Master

Attached are some questions which i require you to answer. You will obey, Master

TO - Master
FROM - Night Nurse

Master, i hereby return your questionnaire, duly filled out:-

Before I train you I want to know more about you. You will answer all the following personal questions without exception:

How old are you? 25 years old

Are you fat, thin, or somewhere in-between? Slightly thin

What country do you live in? England

Are you willing to supply photographs (face not required)? Not really - i'm nervous about leaving hard evidence about and, besides, my Psion cannot handle scanners or digital cameras

Do you have kids? If so what sex & how old? No, no kids

Are you still owned by a Master who is willing to participate in your HUMILIATION? Apart from yourself, i do not currently have a Master or even a boyfriend

Will you accept to undertake all orders (nothing illegal)? Erm... 'all' is a very big term. i would like to say yes but i don't feel that i could give such a blanket commitment. i will undertake to do all i can but i must retain some ability to leave or refuse - possibly a safe word might be useful here?

How much time and effort are you willing to give to me? Lots of effort. As someone who works full time, my free time is limited but would two hours a day be suitable?

Have you ever fantasised about Forced Exhibitionism? Yes - and done

Have you ever fantasised about Rape? Fantasised, yes... but i hope it remains a fantasy

Have you ever fantasised about Incest? Yes

Have you ever fantasised about being Beaten/Tortured? Yes - done in mild form and, to be honest, not enjoyed. Forced humiliation is more my scene

Have you ever fantasised about Watersports? Yes - and done this also

Have you ever fantasised about Bestiality? No

HAVE ANY OF THESE FANTASIES EVER BECOME A REALITY? Please see above

How much experience do you have as SLUT SLAVE? Technically, not a lot. Never really had a formal relationship with a Master, but since i've always been a natural sub, i do seem to have attracted forceful boyfriends over the years

Upon receipt of your reply you will receive your first assignment.

I Have Spoken
I Am Your Master
You Will Obey...

PS Master, i beg permission to point out that i will be on holiday from now until next weekend and thus ill be unable to receive or send e-mails. i apologise for this and will accept whatever punishment you deem is acceptable for making you wait.

TO - Night Nurse
FROM - Master

Excellent response.

There is no point in giving you an assignment just yet, not until you are back from your holidays.

What I do want though is a detailed account of each of the following:
Your Forced Exhibitionism.
Your Interest in Incest.
Your Watersports experience.
Even though you didn't like it describe how you were beaten/tortured.

It is important that you tell me exactly how you want to be treated. Do you wish to just receive easily achieved assignments in relation to exhibitionism or do you wish to be fully controlled effectively giving me full use of your body and mind. I can take away all your self respect as a woman and humiliate you beyond belief if that's what you want. I need to understand you from the outset and so avoid any conflicts of interest. This relationship will involve a great deal of fantasy except for your punishments and assignments that will be real. I never want you to fabricate any of your reports. If you are given a very simple task, for example, I order you sit at the back of a bus in the centre seat with your legs open just enough for passengers to see up your skirt but nobody does, then I want you to report back that nobody glimpsed your panties. I don't want fairy stories about a guy who stared right between your legs as he was boarding the bus and then sat down beside you with his hand on your lap bla bla bla. I only want the truth.

Your punishment:

Because you have been a naughty girl by going on holiday without asking permission from me first then you should be spanked. Obviously your ass is a little difficult to spank by yourself so there is only one acceptable alternative. I want you take off your knickers, open your legs and spank your pussy hard 20 times. I know that you don't like this kind of punishment but it is a test of your obedience. I want you to tell me how you felt being ordered to slap your cunt for my pleasure. You can then masturbate.

Note that from now on you will only masturbate when I tell you. And I will be your only Master. Do you understand?

Your safe word will be "Nemesis"

Two hours a day is acceptable. I will keep you busy.

I Have Spoken. I Am Your Master. You Will Obey... I eagerly await your return SLAVE... Email me when you do...

TO - Master
FROM - Night Nurse

my forced exhibitionism. This occurred when i stayed over at a boyfriend's flat. We'd had a nice evening meal and a few drinks then went back to his place on the fifteenth floor of a tower block. One thing led to another and i stayed the night. Next morning i woke up first but it was still gone ten am. We were both off that day so i left him asleep and went off to cook him breakfast in bed. Since it was summer and all the curtains drawn, i didn't put anything on apart from a t-shirt to protect me while frying. Once everything was ready, i carried the tray back to the bedroom. The boyfriend wasn't pleased - seems that i shouldn't have woken him up, the eggs were overcooked, the orange juice too warm, the coffee too cold etc etc. Anyway, he got out of bed, pulled the shirt off of me then bundled me out onto the small balcony before he closed and locked the door. He left me there for over an hour, stark naked and in full view of the two neighbouring blocks. i crouched down as best i could but i'm sure that those in higher floors of the other blocks must have had a good view.

my interest in incest. This has only sort of been a fantasy, but i've often wondered what it must be like to have sex with your brother... not that i even have one... but it's still a powerful fantasy.

my watersports experience. Well, one of my other boyfriends used to enjoy taking me out to a pub where he'd get me to drink pints of lager or cider. He'd not let me go to the loo then he'd insist the we leave and, while he watched from over the road or whatever, he'd make me stand in a bus queue or something like that. Eventually i'd be jigging up and down and it would be obvious why. Naturally, i'd eventually have to go in my jeans, often observed by others. Needless to say, i was mortified the first time this happened but he really got off on it and the sex afterwards was great. Eventually i got to the point where i looked forward to doing it and i think that this is why there's a link within me between humiliation and gratification. Even now, long after he's gone, i still wet myself in public occasionally.

How i was beaten/tortured. Most of the usual stuff - light bondage. clothes pegs on nipples, dripped wax, tobacco sauce on a tampon, ice cubes up the bum...

i understand that you don't want me to lie to you in my reports, and i won't. i will be as truthful and as honest as i can As to my treatment, i want to hand over total control to you. i need to be humiliated and debased and to lose my self-respect. i do want to emphasise, however, that i am most definatly not into serious pain.

Having received your instructions for my punishment while at work, i slipped away from the ward during my break and went to the loo taking a wooden ruler with me. Having prepared myself physically, i summoned my courage and hit myself as hard as i dared. It hurt. i followed through with the remaining blows, some not as hard as others. i did not enjoy the experience but i continued on knowing that it would please you. By the time i was finished, my pussy hurt like hell and was red and burning. With respect, at the end of that, i did not want to masturbate and since you said 'can' not 'will', i didn't.

Yes, Master, i understand that from now on i can only masturbate when i have specific permission from you... i just wish that i had not picked up your instructions until after i got back from my holiday. i understand that my safe word will be "Nemesis"

TO - Master
FROM - Night Nurse

i beg to inform you that i have arrived back from my holiday.

With respect, i thought that you might just be amused to hear about one incident that happened while i was on holiday. i had gone on a short break to Spain with some of my fellow nurses from the hospital. Each evening we would go out clubbing and, in one establishment most nights there was a wet t-shirt competion organised. On my last evening there i 'allowed' myself to be persuaded to enter by my friends... and the amount of wine i'd drunk might have had something to do with it too.

Anyway, the five of us who had 'entered' were taken away to a room where we took off our outer clothing and were given some club t-shirts to wear. Once we were all just in our shirts, briefs and shoes, the competition was announced.

We all trooped onto the 'stage' to an enthusiastic welcome and a chorus of wolf-whistles. Then the DJ interviewed each of us - just to prolong things, i think. Then he had great fun applying the water to our chests. The audience gave each of us a round of applause before starting to chant "Get 'em off!" We girls looked at each other for a few moments before one lass shrugged her shoulders and peeled off her t-shirt. The wolf-whistles increased in volume and then another girl followed. I then pulled my shirt over my head and stood there dressed only in my sandals and black Sloggis. The fourth girl took her shirt off but the last wouldn't. Still the crowd was shouting and finally the girl who'd been first to remove her shirt slipped out of her knickers too! None of the rest of use would go that far and so, when the crowd got to decided the winner, you can guess who it was - not that she probably wouldn't have won anyway since she was better equipped than any of the rest of us.