Born To Be A Slave

Bondage submissionI was born to be a slave. More importantly I was born to be Master’s slave property. I crave his wonderful cock. Thrive on any attention he sees fit to give me. I long to be his furniture or his toilet. His tearing of my flesh with his whippings. My staying in position and taking these whippings are one of many signs of my love for him. I open my eyes every morning with his pleasure in mind. When he is angry I wish for him to take such out on me. When his whippings are for his pleasure. I beg and plead for him to tear my flesh wide open. I love Master no one is more important than him. No one is my life but him. I will obey him to the end for he owns me.

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