zepierre's punishment

I had a nice lunch after hunting. The exercises whetted My appetite. I sat down close to the Ladies, keeping slave no. 4, the one of the auction, to My Feet. I talked enough to the French couples, interesting people that also live Female Domination as a lifestyle. Then, a submissive, laurent le beau, French plastic artist with works on Female Domination, reached to My place. In there, he drew a portrait of Ursula Maior, given to Her as gift by the slave She had bought in the auction.

I also requested he drew My picture and a coat-of-arms to My Kingdom. I ordered some works for him. He will send those art works to My address in Brazil and I will put them to My page of Arts.


The coat-of-arms of My Kingdom, by Laurent Le Beau	Portrait, by Laurent Le Beau

zepierre came to Me after finished the sports park cleaning from the eggs. I allowed that he sat down on the slave’s stool, after showing the marks of his punishment to the French Ladies. I gave him water and some food. It was already almost 4 o’ clock pm, and I wanted to rest besides punishing zepierre for the shame he did to Me in the hunt.

I arrived at the room and ordered zepierre to take his clothes off and assume the punishment position immediately. I put the champagne bottle and the red riding crop I had used to punish the animals close to his rear, showing the velts of the punishment he deserved at the end of the hunt.


The marks on My personal slave butt after his poor and ashamed performance as a hunted-slave. The last photo shows the My red ridind crop welts he received from Me just after the hunt on the slaves punishment's line

Then I put him into the cell, facing the wall, and tying his hands on a ring.

I locked the cell and took a shower, while my other slave prepared the stuff to brush My hair.

After a 30 minutes refreshing bath, I tied zepierre's genitals to an external ring, so that he was stretched and unable to move. I also hang " fruits " to his nipples.

Soon afterwards, I tied his genitala to the bars forcing him to observe the other slave's work. As he was very close to Me, brushing My hair, zepierre's affliction was increased watching that other slave was serving Myself in that task, one of his favorite obligations as a personal slave.


slave nº 4 gently brushes My hair, performing the "fairy hands" method I teached him.

Finished the hairdresser's work, I ordered to the other slave to dress for the banquet, putting on clothes properly related to that event.

When he realized the other slave had left, zepierre implored my presence and asked me to forgive his faults, whimpering to finish the punishment. I untied his genitals, commanded him to kneel down, opened the cell and put the rest of his lunch in the dog bowl. Than I left and locked the cell again, while he stayed kneeling. Then I ordered him to fed a little more. Finished the meal, I ordered him to rest, lying down in the bottom of the cell facing the wall.

Meanwhile, I dressed to the banquet with the Queen. Half an hour later, when I would begin making up, I took a look to zepierre. He slept in the position that I had ordered. I thought it was already enough, for a while.

I woke him up, and sent him to a cool and fast shower, and to put on the clothes I chose in order to scort Me to the banquet of the Queen. But I informed that the punishment had not finished yet. There would be more, but now on small doses. he kissed My feet, hugged My legs with wet eyes, as he used to do when I punish him hard, and went to the bathroom.

Minutes later slave no. 4 arrived, dressing a good-looking white gown of medieval style. I compliment him for that nice wear, but made him to take it off, because I wanted a feet massage and a manicure. slave no. 4 washed My feet with care. But, unlike the skill demonstrated in massaging My feet, the manicure needed a lot of instructions to obtain a satisfactory result.

When Ursula Maior came back, evrybody was ready to do to the Queen's banquet da Rainha. But before we go, I ordered the slaves to take some photos to register such moments.