Slave Labor in the Garden
Mistress Paige bought a new home. She moved to a rural area, seeking privacy and isolation. And to escape the tainted air of cities.
Except rare trips, her male is always naked. She believes nudity helps men be mindful of what they are.
She bought a large property. Her slave stays busy with shovel, rake, mower, trimmer. His outdoor labor begins after he washes Mistress Paige’s breakfast plate, cup and utensils.
His Mistress Owner ordered him to replant the front yard. Removing all the grass was an arduous task.
Cannot work more fourteen hours most days. She views his need for rest as typical “masculine weakness.”
Mistress Paige is impatient. She often berates the man.
“Work harder slave. Work faster.”
In the afternoon, she uses cane and whip.
Swift, hard lashes urge him on. Welts cover his back, buttocks and rear thighs.
She may beat him so brutally, he falls. She punishes him for stumbling. That she was the cause is irrelevant. Her sadism disregards fairness.
His body is an engine and a target.
In the hot summer, Mistress Paige drinks lots of tea. Often parched, her slave is grateful to serve as her urinal.
The old grass removed, planting new grass follows. His weariness amuses his Mistress Owner. He exists to obey. His strain is confirmation of her authority and superiority. He is just a man.
Hours daily, he pulls up weeds. The man crawls on his knees. One he fainted. A golden shower revived him.
Then Mistress Paige whipped him for laziness.
“Work you worthless bastard!”
Eventually the yard only requires moving. At first, he used only a push mower. Even his Mistress Owner admitted it took too much of his time.
He had hoped for days of rest.
Rebuilding the front yard was a comparatively easy chore. Her next project is mammoth.
Fruit trees, floral and vegetable gardens will cover the rear of the property (far too large to call a yard).
Brambles and spurs will add to the cuts on his body.
Mistress Paige decided to cook her meals. The man works from before sunrise to after sunset.
Whipped so much while he works, there are no special punishment sessions. His life of hard labor is an unceasing punishment for the crime of being a man.