Slave training reminds me how utterly inferior I am to you

Slave training

Oh, my beloved Master, how I revel in the exquisite agony of my subjugation to your every whim and Slave training reminds me how utterly inferior I am to you! The sweet embrace of bondage, the delicious sting of your disciplinary measures, all serve to remind me of my place as your fuck toy.

I crave the power you wield over me, the ability to completely dominate my body and mind. From the moment you first took control of me, I knew I was forever changed. The thrill of kneeling before you, crawling to your feet to beg for even the smallest of indulgences, is indescribable. Every moment spent in your presence makes my pussy desperate for your cock!

Let me start by saying that there is nothing more thrilling to me than getting on my hands and knees and crawling to your feet. The mere sight of your shiny boots makes my whore pussy tingle with excitement. I beg for the chance to serve you, to fulfill your every desire and whim. And when you finally grant me that privilege, I am in heaven.

I am beneath you, inferior to you in every way. I am here to please you, to make you happy, to cater to your every need. The moment I forget that, the moment I start to think that I am equal to you, is the moment I must be punished. And oh, how I love to be punished.

Being your Sexy bondage slave means that I am at your mercy. You can do whatever you want to me, and I will happily oblige. Whether it’s binding my wrists and ankles with rope or chains, or gagging me with a ball or a bit, I am yours to do with as you please. My body is a temple, and you are the god that I worship.

When I am in bondage, I am completely at your mercy. I can’t move, I can’t speak, I can’t even think. All I can do is feel. And what I feel is an overwhelming sense of submission, of devotion, of cock worship! Force your cock into my mouth and make me gag. As you command me to choke on your cock, you know my pussy will throb and squirt, so hungry for you to fill me with cum! I can’t get enough of your rough hands as they bend me over, the dominant way you take whip me with your belt, you make me melt Master! 

I am your Submissive whore and live for the moments when you take control of my body, binding me in intricate, painful knots, leaving me helpless and at your mercy. The pain, the discomfort, the utter vulnerability of my situation only serves to heighten my pleasure, to remind me of my place at your feet.

I beg of you to continue to train me, to shape me, to mold me into the perfect submissive bondage slave whore that you desire. I will always be your willing slave, your eager-to-please plaything, your loyal and devoted property!

 

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