From now, I know that Madame Sarka is the woman of my life. When I say the woman of my life, i beg you do not make any confusion: she is the woman who will be the owner of my body and my soul, i.e. the Mistress for whom I will be a devoted slave. I am her slave, and nothing else. She is all for me, and me, I am not much for her. But being almost nothing for her, it is so much for me, it is the maximum, it is the best.
I had already come for a first training 10 days near Madame Sarka. It was a marvellous time, an incredible pleasure. As soon as my departure, while i was waiting my plane in the airport of Prague, I wanted only one thing: come back as quickly as possible, even for longer time, serve Madame Sarka like the goddess whom she is, like the slave that I must be. I knew already that I will return to serve Madame Sarka. My life belongs to her.
Madame Sarka said me that the next time my training will be very different. « Slave, your next training will be worst. You will be only working slave, it will not be like last time where I will be with you all days. For this trainng you will be my real slave for real training. Not more, not more pleasure, not more satisfaction for you. Because you are only working slave, you will work all day ».
For this second training, I hoped a length longer than that the first training, for become even more her slave. I had planned to remain two weeks. Unfortunately, some unforeseen situations of last minute made that I could remain only one week. I was a little disapointed, of course.

The daily life of a working slave
Madame Sarka had informed me: I will be working slave and nothing else. The work would be long and difficult. That did not frighten me because I took it as a challenge and a means of proving my motivation and my devotion to her. I passed long hours to clean her house, while trying to do it on my better. I made hunting for dust in all the corners of the house. I was free to organize my work, provided that it is made and well done. It needed that I take initiatives, without awaiting her orders "It is your method, you must do what it is necessary without I say it", she said me. It was necessary that I pay attention to wash the dishes each time necessary and to envisage her personal needs (coffee, cigarettes, etc...). To be completely on her service in fact.
I learned much in the manner of cleaning a house, the small traps to be avoided. I think i have made much progress. The next time, I will be better, more attentive. I had some difficulties with the handles of the washbasins. It was necessary to eliminate all the traces and to make them shine. My awkwardnesses were recorded by Madame Sarka, which was worth me some bawling out. The last days, I controlled the technique better. I had the best teacher only for me ...
When Madame Sarka went outside, I was locked up with key in my room. A personal slave accompanies her, but not a working slave. The morning of the second day, I was a bondage in my room during 4 hours to await her. It is a feeling of abandonment, but as that shows as I am completely at her disposal, that I depend on her. During these moments of waiting, I had a rest, I learned the vocabulary, I wrote and especially I thought about my condition. And of course, at every moment, I waited each indication of her return. A noise, and I hoped that she is back. I wanted to again see her near to me. The slave reacts more and more as a dog which awaits her Mistress, and shows then its joy. I transformed myself more and more in an obedient and flexible dog.
Finally, my training shared meanwhile work and wait. Both had the same objective: to understand that I lived only for the wellbeing of Madame Sarka. I breathe for her.
During this week, I have the occasion to leave sometimes the Madame Sarka’s house. Not very often, but each time it was like a reward. It enabled to meet Madame Siraël whom I had already seen. We ate in a restaurant. Not understanding Czech, I did not understand anything with the conversation. I was completely overwhelmed. Madame Sarka made me well understand which was my place: lowest. Both ignores me. Madame Sarka chooses for me food, trying to humiliate me in a subtle way. She asked to the waiter to keep the leftovers of her two dishes. He was intrigued, suspecting something compared to me. I knew that they would be my next meals, which of course occurred.

Difficults moments
To serve Madame Sarka is not always easy. She is very demanding. It is for that also that I adore her. One week on her service, and it is the certainty living a few difficult moments.
The most difficult moments were caused by the weakness of my language, as well in english or czech. Sometimes, i had much difficulties to understand the orders given by Madame Sarka. That irritated her, I understood it well and made me consequently sad and guilty. My poor english also prevented from being able to communicate more between us. However, I had a lot of things to ask her. I know also that Madame Sarka likes much to speak, communicate, to make knowledge with her slave. She is a very open and human mistress. I often had a feeling of disapointment and frustration.
I felt the same feeling of abandonment when I saw Madame Sarka leaving and let me alone working or locked up in my room. The first day, she left to go for a walk. It was a tearing for me, and i understood definitively my role of slave working. I still remembered a walk that I had made on her side after the return of the movie. That had been one magic moment which remains deep-rooted in my memory.
The other difficult moments were the periods of dissatisfaction for Madame Sarka. Sometimes even they are true bawling out. The reasons were varied: mistakes in the housework, some incomprehensions in the orders, bad initiatives, slownesses in the realization of the work etc... Completely normal things behalf of a mistress on regard to her slave, but who made me fear to strongly disappoint Madame Sarka. I had the feeling which she wanted to insist for my training this time on the psychological aspect, that she wanted to test my character while sometimes seeking to be ignore me and to demoralize me. During these moments, I thought that it was necessary to resist, to show her my motivation. Not to crack, not to complain, not to groan. To remain worthy.
These difficult moments are not only bad memories. They give much pride when we are able to support them. They make us feel even stronger and give more desire to serve a such goddess. Once time returned at home, we think that the next time we will go even further for her and that we will accept more sufferings and humiliations for better serve her.

Evening cinema
As the first evening, I had right to a very great privilege: a session of cinema in Madame Sarka’s house. I explain. I could see the movie which I had made at the time of the first training with her and which the title is "Never sleeping, always learning". I was tied, the hands connected to the feet, sitting on the ground to see this movie. It was a true deligth! This movie is really formidable, Madame Sarka being sublime and beautiful like a Goddess. She shows severity and control. Her reactions show that she took a great pleasure to make this movie. She is very impressive and I was absolutely impressed by the performance of Madame Sarka (and I must also say by mine, because she knows make better the slave). I more particularly appreciated some of her sentences (“stupid slave!”, “cry for me slave i like that!”) and her gestures (in particularthe handling of the whip). The number of received strockes and the exceed of the suffering returned me very proud. I say to her at the end that she certainly deserved the next Oscar...
At the end of the movie, I told her my admiration. I was captivated, as when I watched the first movies of the famous Madame Sarka on the OWK. You can believe me, i have make a lot of dreams this night! We had a small conversation about her preferences. She says to me that the next movie was already planned and I will play in this. I was proud and happy that she trusts me. During all the week, I wondered when would be made this movie.

Punishments
During this week, I have right to some punishments deserved and useful for train a slave like me.
The first punishment was for having used the toilets without to have asked her permission. Madame Sarka, angry, says me: "you are in my house, therefore you must always ask the permission for that! ". I received 20 blows with the plastic cane. That which are the favorite Madame Sarka’s cane, and I understood better why: it is very painful. I had to count the blows in czech in a loud voice.
For my bad performance on the interrogation about the czech vocabulary, I was sentenced to 50 blows of cane. I must acknowledge that I had some difficulties to support them, not being in great form. But I did my better, trying to satisfy her. I tightened the teeth, naked, on my knees, the ass offered to her cane
The third punishment was the most painful. It should be say that I had made a very stupid mistake. By doing the housework, by careless, I took down a picture on the wall. Very serious fault because a few minutes earlier, Madame Sarka had said me: "Don't touch the pictures! ". But carried along by a bad idea, I desired to be over-zealous, of course for satisfy her more and more. It was a stupid error. Madame Sarka was very in anger, at the same time for an awkwardness and a disobedience. She had right, and i could only mumble some vague excuses which were not very convincing. It was the first time that I saw her as much annoyed. She brought me in my room with authority give me the 100 strockes. It was a true punishment, with harsh blows as of the first. There was no pleasure for the first time. The blows was very painful and I were groaned on many occasions. I do not like to displease to Madame Sarka, and in this case no pleasure is possible for a devoted slave. It is the ass marked and in a state of disapointment, may be in prostration, near to the tears, that I lay down. I had received only what I deserved.
The two last sessionss of punishments were different from the previous one. They took place each other the evening of the second to last day and just at the time of the departure. Each time, it was 100 strockes that I had to receive, given with varied implements. The reasons: for all the mistakes and like a goodbye caning. Surely also like a pleasure really divided between us two... I have taken much pleasure this time...
All these punishments, painful or less hard, gave me in a certain manner of the pleasure. For that, I am grateful to Madame Sarka to take care on my education. Look my buttocks with some marks gives me each time much pride.

Great moments
I could have put the majority of the punishments in this paragraph telling the moments of pleasure. They will be useful in fact for a very good transition. During this week with Madame Sarka, I have had very intense moments of pleasure.
The several massages which I had to make were absolutely delicious moments. The first arrived at one moment when I was a little tired and demoralized. Madame Sarka lengthened on her bed is a marvellous spectacle. She is sublime, her skin has an incredible softness. The first massage was for the legs and the feet, the second for the back. They lasted a long time and she seemed appreciate them. It should be said that I applied. I came out from these massages with a strong moral. The last massage was the day before the departure. At the beginning of the night, Madame Sarka emerges in my room and says: "Slave stand up, massage me now! ". This time, I was to take care her feet.
This same evening, Madame Sarka made me pleasant surprise. Whereas I had just laid down me, she came in my room to make me a gift with all the kindness of which she is able. She gave me the DVD of the movie made last April.
Among the best moments, there are all the satisfactions expressed by Madame Sarka and the compliments, her smiles. They are formidable rewards for a slave devoted like me. When she says "super" after a massage; when after checking my work, she smiles; when after having cleaned meticulousness the keyboard of her computer, she says "good! it is like new! "; when after finally succeed in making shine the handles of the washbasins, she says "it is not good, it is perfect! you see, you can do it properly! ". The last evening, answering a question, she says to me that I was not a bad slave. That pleased to me.
The last evening, Madame Sarka prepared a evening barbecue while I continued my role of working slave She controlled all and continued her work of psychological training. She made like if I were entirely excluded from this evening. While helping each time that she ordered to me, I continued my work with serious, imperturbable, without let anything appear. After the aperitif, she called me and I have right two pieces of roasted meat. After which, she said me to back at my work. Madame Sarka can play with the feelings of her slave...
The moments of doubts or difficulties are quickly erased and forgotten by these many moments of pleasure that Madame Sarka can make live us so much well. It is necessary little so that all becomes merry in the daily life of the slave to his service.

Moments of gratitude
Madame Sarka is an incomparable mistress, without any doubt the best of the world. She respects her slave deeply and does not express any contempt for him. She worries about her lot, while knowing to recognize what is truly important. A slave feels in total safety with her. I am extremely grateful for several things during this week. It is also a marvellous woman, who proves that these women do not exist only in the dreams but also in reality. And this reality, I am the happiest slaves, because I live it.
She made the necessary steps for the loss of my luggage during my arrival on the airport of Prague. She got information so that I can take a hotel before leaving (I thought remain a few days for visit Prague) and made me visit the district around this hotel. Later, she was informed of the timetables of train to return earlier than envisaged at home after my training (solution that I choose to return). Madame Sarka protects her slave and never gives up him.
Madame Sarka, it is the great class. For all that, Madame Sarka, do not forget: Unworthy and worthless life without You, worthwhile life only with You, Madame Sarka. With you, the reality is better than all the dreams.

Your devoted slave blbecek