i am a slave owned by my Master/Daddy. i obey Him. When He tells me to do something i do it, no questions, (even though sometimes my head is full of them) i don't ask, i just do.
Oh and i don't have safe-words, i trust Him completely. For me, my Master should know me/my body well enough that i shouldn't need a safe-word, i should trust Him, that i can let go, He has complete control, He will be able to tell/see if it becomes too much. He is also strong enough to know His own limits that is why He is who He is.
The sound of His voice, a look, just being around Him, makes me so wet, that i can actually feel it between my thighs as i move. i can feel the wetness spreading, my lips becoming wetter and wetter. He turns me on so much. He doesn't have to touch me, just the thought and i start to tremble. The feelings of anticipation, when He does touch me, are like smouldering embers that soon erupt into a burning fire.
W/we have a connection, a bond that is so strong, i will do anything for Him. W/we communicate every day, if not speaking, then by text. Communication is so important. Master gives me tasks, which i love to do for Him, it means, i am serving Him, even though i am not physically with Him. This story is a task, i have been told to complete. So now you know a little snippet about me...
After visiting my Master on Tuesday, (that's a whole different story ). W/we were texting when i probably responded to something Master said, in not quite the right way, which resulted in making Him angry with me, or so i thought.
Since then, i have received no phone calls from Him. His texts were different to how they usually were. i understood that He has other things on His mind.
Anyway because i didn't really know what was going on, my mind decided, that it would start to analyse, what it thought the problem was. Of course, as always it concluded, that i had been a bad slave and not served my Master well.
This resulted in making my Master mad at me, which in turn, meant i couldn't sleep. i was restless, over emotional and unable to focus. i was definitely not able to think, in a positive way.
It has been two days since i heard His voice, (not long i know), but when a slave feels she hasn't served well and failed her Master, it feels like an eternity.
i was driving into work, when Master called me. i answered the call so fast. As soon as i heard His voice i felt my pulse race. The relief was instant, i had been so scared and missed Him so much. my reaction on hearing Him is as always, His cunt twitching and becoming instantly wet.
He began to explain what had happened, the reasons why He hadn't called. Surprisingly it had nothing to do with my mind's version of events. i burst into tears. In a way i had still failed Him, because i was adding to the stress He was already having to deal with and that isn't how i serve my Master.
my Master knows how i get and i am lucky that He does. He understands me, He knows me. He realises that i become really lost without His guidance, He knows how i fall apart without Him.
After all that He had been through, then me breaking down in tears. This time He really did get angry with me, saying that He didn't need this and He will call me when He wants to talk to me! He hung up.
Now i really was a mess, i couldn't do anything except wait for Him to call me. i had no idea how long that would be. i needed to serve my Master, be there for Him, not make things worse.
i sent Him a text apologising for my behaviour. When He hung up on me, it was the shock i needed to remember my place, i am here to serve Him. In the manner that He desires me to do so, it is never about me, i serve Him.
Saturday morning i received a message from Him, commanding me to meet and fuck as many men as i could, between now and when i went back to work. i was back to work on Monday. i had two days.
i read the message over and over, i was surprised, but my heart sank. He wanted me to do this, particularly after what had happened at the party i attended (another story). He had commanded me, i will obey my Master.
i text three men that lived local to me, all had been texting for some time asking if i would meet up with them. Two i had met before and one i had only text and spoken to a few times.
my message asked if they would be willing to meet with me the next day, as i had been given a task to complete, which was to have all my holes used and dripping with cum. They all responded and were happy to oblige.