(Sat Feb 28 15:16:13 2004) (Sat Feb 28 15:26:31 2004) (Sat Feb 28 15:45:32 2004) (Sat Feb 28 15:54:45 2004) (Sat Feb 28 16:02:49 2004) (Sat Feb 28 16:06:38 2004) (Sat Feb 28 16:17:30 2004) (Sat Feb 28 16:42:44 2004) (Sat Feb 28 16:45:31 2004) to Everyone:* *Billy nods and waves for a thrall to help me carry the pot back, since it will be much heavier when carrying water. she winches the gate open, my means of a cable running through a pully set to the top of the 10' whipping pole*
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
**is inside the Leader's Hut with the door closed, speaking privately to Everyone
and says: *wakes in Mistress' hut, then quietly combs the knots out of my raven locks*
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
==is in the large hut in the northwest corner for kajirae to rest==
and says to Everyone: *flees across the muddy garden to the latrine behind the kajira hut, then goes to the kajira hut to clean up, stepping in a pan of cold water outside the door and swishing my bare feet in the water to remove the garden mud, using a towel just inside the hut to dry them before doing anything else*
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
==is in the large hut in the northwest corner for kajirae to rest==
and says to Everyone: *i'd been in the Kajira Hut before, collared, but it had never affected me like this before. i felt a chill to my bones, but it was more than the cold. my bones were humming like a giant tuning fork, resonating with the psychic vibrations of this hut. in the past, i had come in here to make myself look like a slave, to say the mantras and perform the actions to convince myself that i was a slave, but now as i knelt before the low mirror to say the mantra i was a kajira. i remembered Bekka's quote, "I'm not a Panther, I just play one on TV," and i knew that in collars, i had played a kajira. not now* La kajira. i am a slavegirl. i am owned. i belong to Mistress Leatha. i am her property, to do with as pleases her. i live only to try and be pleasing.
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
==is in the large hut in the northwest corner for kajirae to rest==
and says to Everyone: practices my nadu, starting with my knees together. my hands come up to my shoulders, elbows bending straight to cup my bony narrow shoulders, then i straighten my elbows slowly, concentrating on bringing them in a vertical arc towards the ground, trying to measure the exact width of my shoulder, widening my knees to place them there. seeing that this is rather narrow, i decide that the width I should use for shoulder width should be that my hands measuring shoulder width should be in the way of closing my knees further, so that my actual knees were just a bit wider than the outsides of my shoulders, i then bring my hands to just below midthigh, my fingers straight, but rotating my wrists outward to turn the backs of my hands to rest there. there was no question that i was aroused enough at this moment for the palms up position to be appropriate, and it seemed certain that my restricted status would keep me in this state on a pretty much constant basis*
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
==is in the large hut in the northwest corner for kajirae to rest==
and says to Everyone: *in this position, i can't really press my hands against my thighs to lift my upper body and thrust out my full breasts, as i often do, but have to suck in my belly muscles to try and display my breasts better. licks my lips with the tip of my tongue to give them a gloss of saliva, leaving them parted to the width of my tongue* la kajira. i am a slavegirl. kimira is enslaved. kimira is owned. Mistress Leatha owns kimira.
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
==is in the large hut in the northwest corner for kajirae to rest==
and says to Everyone: *washes up with a bar of boskfat soap and a soft cloth, first washing my face, then my armpits, and finally my pussy, ass and feet. touching my sensitized burning pussy with cold water is an uncomfortable shock that breifly eases my randyness, and i work the cloth toroughly through my intimate folds, to cleanse the tissues, as well as possible, of yesterday's sex. i then use a second cloth to rinse, and a third cloth to dry. knowing Mistress' preference for slave cosmetics, i trace a dull kohl pencil on the edges of my eyelids to define them, very lightly and just on the outside third of my lower lid. my lashes already long and dark, i skip the mascara, and just apply a pale-pink slave-rouge to my full lips*
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
==is in the general area defined by the South Circle of Residence Huts, near the Kitchen==
and says to Everyone: *i see that the hamper of washing cloths is nearly full, and rather than add mine to it, i gather them all into a wicker basket and take the basket to the Kitchen, leaving it just outside the door. i then carry the large laundry pot towards the gate*
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
==is in the common area of the Lair, south of the Leader's Hut, near the central Fire Pit==
and says to Everyone: *has to carry the pot with both hands in front of me, my thighs bumping it with every step. for balance, i have to thrust my breasts forward obscenly, and they bounce against the cold iron inside rim of the pot with nearly every step. i had been glad to have been alone in the kajira hut, but now i really felt eyes upon me from all directions, admiring my naked body, my tight ass flexing with every step as I felt the eyes of the Guard posted at the Leader's Door on me as I approached and passed. everyone pulled this duty, and it was no secret that i was a former slave and sexually submissive, but still i had been Leader, and now i felt incredibly humbled, because i was indeed as Mistress wished me to be, "learning to be just a regular slave." the restriction had been as effective a teacher as a chain or a rope, as my level of arousal had been beyond what i thought I could ever bear, yet the body of Mistress' slave was not under my control any more. it belonged to her, and it was not within my authority to grant it pleasure against her will. moreover, it was my duty, as her kajira, to use my will to force kimira's slave body to comply with Mistress' command*
(Sat Feb 28 16:33:11 2004)
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
==is near the Gate==
and says to Everyone: *sees Billi flanked by two Guards on the catwalk below the top of the gate, with their arms folded, and knows that they are not going to lide me slide on the begging, even with the heavy pot. with a sigh of resignation becoming a groan of exertion, i squat lower, until i can set the pot down, and circle out from behind it to kneel, facing the gate, thinking it would probably have been wiser to make two trips with buckets, than to carry the heavy pot*
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
==approaches the gate area to speak to the guards==
and says to Billi Goetzgrhuff, Head Gate Guard: Mistress, please kimira begs permission to fetch water for this laundry pot, Mistress?
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==kimira{L}==
restricted firstgirl
Panther Claw Lair, MC
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