Thursday was going to be an important day. I knew it before going. I didn't know exactly what, but I knew that I was being put to the test and that every session was all or nothing. The MASTER had ordered: "bitch, on Thursday shaved, clean with two enemas, at the service door of my house at 2 pm". I knew then that I was going to be taken and I also knew that like every day that I am at HIS service I would have to take the Bitch Elixir, which had cost me so much in the previous session. But I need to deepen what I am, to live as what I am, without more hypocrisies or simulations. The other day was the Pride Parade in Argentina and I swear I cried with emotion when I heard "We have only one life with no return/Why not live as we truly are?/I don't want to pretend, I won't lie/I am what I am". Today I need more than ever to be who I am, to live as I truly am, without pretending.

At two o'clock I was standing at the service door of HIS house, a rather rural area of Greater Buenos Aires. The dogs barked and no one appeared. I knew well that I still had to wait, but a mixture of anxiety and fear gnawed at me. It felt like an hour passed and I tried difficultly to keep my mind blank, not look, not hear, not think, not feel. Despite my efforts, I couldn't help but see a small, apparently religious image, made of ceramic, showing a devout woman kneeling with an inscription: "Behold the handmaid of the Lord, let it be done to me according to your word (Luke: 1-38)". It struck me. I was her. Suddenly the door opened and the MASTER appeared. "Come in, bitch, undress and assume the basic position!"

As soon as I saw him, imposing, filling the door frame from top to bottom, I was engulfed by a feeling of inevitability and surrender. Whatever will be, will be. My fate is sealed because my condition leads me to accept what is decided for me and what is imposed on me. I am spiritually prepared to take this step. Almost robotically I undressed and assumed my basic position, as HE had taught me in the first session: "kneeling, hands behind, with mouth always open and thinking that I am there only to serve as the slave I am".

As soon as I did, I saw there was another presence. Behind HIM, on his knees, hands behind, naked and with mouth open, there was a slave. They had a metal collar and wore a chastity device that practically made their penis disappear (were they also a slave, like me?) and were bald. They wore a septum ring from which a chain hung. Heavily made up. Black, mouth and eyes. I took a deep breath: I couldn't help but see my future there.

- "Do you know what you have to do now, bitch?"

- "Yes MASTER," I replied. - "Take the Bitch Elixir, MASTER."

- "Good, bitch, you're learning. My milk, my piss, my saliva, my boogers, my phlegm. That's your elixir, bitch. Hope you enjoy it like the cheap whore you are".

- "Yes, MASTER". Bam! A tremendous slap.

- "Repeat and thank, bitch. What is yo...