“Cum”
Thank you for the orgasm, My Master
I know you will love to see me crawling and crying and begging you to let me cum, My Master
“Mmmmm
Begging for her Owner to use his Property”
Yes, not so pretty and polished then
“Begging to hump his foot just for a sample of her Lord”
The real me, Slave *Real Name*
“Cum”
Thank you for the orgasm, My Master
I want you so bad, My Master
This longing is terrible
“It’s lovely
Builds
Pet”
“Have you ever longed for another like this?”
Never, My Master
I have always just been in the moment and taken what I wanted
Or induced someone to take me, My Master
“And, now this situation”
It’s crazy and wonderful, My Master
“Just like sitting on command like a good mutt.
O
I mean cumming on command”
You want to hear a secret, My Master?
“Only if you want to share it”
Sometimes I get scared that as much as I hate this distance, this will be the best part
Bc this is really good
And I feel like things will get so complicated
“Is that a secret
Or
A secret fear”
A secret fear, My Master
…………………….
“Kneel”
Yes, My Master
“Back strait.
Tits out.”
“What are you?”
“Cum”
“….waiting”
I am your Property, My Master
“Who are you?”
“Cum”
I am Slave *Real Name*
“What is your purpose?
“Cum”
To serve you, My Master
“Good girl
Then let go of your fear”
Yes, My Master
“I am.
Who I am”
“Your Master
Your Owner
Your User”
“Cum”
Thank you for the orgasms, My Master
“Go to bed.
Sleep and rest”
Claimed
When you say that I have always been a Slave, that I just didn’t know it, that I hadn’t met you, My Owner, yet. I sigh and roll my eyes and yet a little part of me loves it. I am a practical woman, a woman of action, decision and problem solving. I am not prone to daydreams, nor do I believe in mystical powers, eternal connections or deities of any type. The idea of belonging to you before I even knew you is a romantic one. I admit it makes me smile and think you are ridiculous and yet also I love to hear you say it.
This week you were approached again by a local Dom on Fet, seeking my assistance with his rambunctious young Sub. He had also messaged me, asking if he had gotten me in trouble by approaching me initially (he had not, of course as this was prior to putting up the announcement that all inquiries as to my potential use were to go directly to my Owner). I informed him that as an Owned Slave it was proper for him to address My Master about my use, rather than myself directly. It gave me a dirty thrill to write those words. That little cringey, subby feeling that I get when I do or say something particularly “Slave”, especially if it comes from something I am doing or chosing to do myself without your direct instruction. Enslaving myself, I guess you would say. Truly embracing my Slave nature.
For example, the other day, we had been texting after work and I told you I was going into the store to grab a few things, knowing that sometimes you give me Tasks to do there. You were surprised and pleased (perhaps?) that I had done so, pointing out that it was Slave behavior, to check if My Master wanted to use me for his amusement in my day to day life. More and more I am drawn to such behavior, My Master. It goes against all the qualities I champion as an independent, professional, highly educated woman who did not look to her father for guidance and sees her husband as her equal. It is subversive, old fashioned, traditional, something a weak willed, pathetic little girl would do, right, My Master? Look for guidance, seek help, ask for attention, offer herself to be played with. Naughty, naughty…and it turns me on like crazy.
In response to the request for permission to use your Slave by the other Dom (which I assume was denied, as I heard nothing more about it), you casually announced I should change my name on Fet. I had been humbled in the past after breaking your rules by changing my name to one reflecting my lowered status. Now I was to be claimed and recognized. You told me that my devotion was such that you felt ready to make such a change. Of course I was thrilled to be so named and symbolically exonerated (Forgiven but never Forgotten, I remember, My Master). I promise to be worthy of such a gesture, My Master. To continue to demonstrate my devotion and adoration of you through all the ways available to me now to amuse, seduce, flatter and please you and most importantly, to honor your title as my Lord and Master through my honesty, loyalty and obedience.
Gratitude for My Master
I will limit my discussion of the issues occurring in my marriage right now out of respect for privacy but I do want to acknowledge that over the past week I have experienced some challenges in this important relationship. Initially I attributed these to a reaction to my growing identity as a Slave and the coming changes in the next few months as we will be finally together, My Master. But after a lot of communication, I now know that the situation is more personal and complex than that. In the process of working through these issues, I appreciate your support, My Master. Your reminders to stay true to my own path and honor my needs were respectful and needed. In the process of working on my other relationship, I realized how much help and guidance you have given me over the past six months and how much work, time and commitment that takes. It is a major undertaking and one for which I will always be grateful to you, My Lord. You are my first Master and you have shaped me immensely, much for the better, in my opinion.
You have opened my mind to many new sexual ideas and kinks that before felt too scary or gross to acknowledge my interest. You have gently banished prudery and helped me process shame. You have pushed my limits time and time again (and I know that this is only the tip of the iceberg!). You have taken the time and mental energy to build an intense psychological connection between us, so that I, despite my independence and personal authority, look to you now in times of uncertainty. You have inspired me with your experience and knowledge and I have handed over control of many of my sexual behaviors to you. You have put me on my knees and taught me to serve, both physically and mentally. More and more you are also showing me some tenderness, concern for my health, my sleep, my self care. You gave me a Mantra to focus me during this time and that was very meaningful to me.
In my conversation with my partner, I actually said out loud, “I am so lucky, because I have *Your Real Name* to help me”. I am a lucky girl because everyday I get to be your Pathetic Slut Slave.
Personal Health Mantra
It is not only MY responsibility to find a happy middle ground for all!
MY whole self Needs are equally important.
I will work in union with those I love to find solutions that respect my needs and desires.