Until today, I've been sharing small excerpts of My latest f..

Until today, I've been sharing small excerpts of My latest femdom vacation with no clear ordering of events or narrative. Today, we go back to the beginning, so I can bring you through the vacation in the temporal order in which it unfolded. Today, you get photos, tomorrow you will get the clip. On day one, My priority was to secure the sissy's position as My domestic bitch for the course of the next two weeks. The problems with most submissives who approach Me is that they approach when they're horny. They create these elaborate plans to serve Me, and verbally (and financially) commit to these plans with utmost certainty. About half of them don't end up even showing up because by the time they've jerked off, they no longer feel submissive. This is why I won't even speak to betas about real-time unless they're appropriately compensating Me for the time it takes to have a conversation about these make-believe plans. Among the ones who do show up, a decent proportion of them realize their fantasy of submission is far departed from reality of submission. The fantasy that they've constructed embeds their kinks and desires within the act of doing whatever it is I want or need. That is, they *believe* that what they want is whatever I want. The depths to which they trick themselves into believing this is actually quite wild. I go into granular, concrete detail about what to expect in serving Me. I leave little room for imagination. They agree to these expectations profusely, and express their excitement that we are absolutely on the same page. But then the opportunity to serve actually approaches and the servitude unfolds in the exact ways I've carefully delineated to them. And all of a sudden, they realize that they were never here to serve Me the way I expect to be served. They were here to have their kinks and fantasies fulfilled, and very little of that had anything to do with what I want or need from a beta. At this point they either leave, or they give such mediocre service that I dismiss them. I knew sissy Casey would not give mediocre service, as I have sessioned with her before and she's very attentive. However, I wasn't ruling out the possibility she would leave earlier than expected in the event that servitude became too laborious or intense. Having the option to leave is antithetical to slavery; it is, in fact, by definition of slavery that someone does not have the option to leave. I thereby confiscated all of Casey's belongings, or rather the ones she would need to return to Canada. Although I would have bet Casey would stay through the entire duration, I nonetheless needed to show her that once in My grasp, her servitude to Me was anything but optional. Confiscating her passport, wallet, keys, etc., was but one way to make this point.