Well on Wednesday evening’s visit, bitch-boy endured three and a half hours of sensory deprivation bondage while I ‘played’ with my girlfriend lover,and then we freed him and Governess Lexi wanted to give bitch-boy a mouth soaping. He hated that; gagging and retching his way through the ordeal as Governess Lexi wiped the soap coated flannel over his tongue and in his mouth. Then she held up a glass of liquid and asked him if he would like to rinse out his mouth. He guessed what was in the glass and declined. Governess Lexi made him rinse with the liquid anyway! Twice! She is so cruel. You can guess what the liquid was.
Governess Lexi also came up with another default curtseying rule. She is so clever! The old rule was that bitch-boy must curtsey whenever entering or leaving an occupied room. Governess Lexi thought it would be more respectful if he were to curtsey to each person in the room when entering or leaving. So all night he had to curtsey to me and then to her, on entering and on leaving a room we were in. And of course it is now a default rule which will never go back to the old rule. The ratchet of ever deepening subjugation clicks another click, never to be ‘unclicked’.