Yes Master...

Being a Slave and saying those two words...'Yes Master'.  I love saying those words. My Master and I can be having a casual conversation about anything and then in the blink of an eye the context of the conversation changes and those two words flow out of my mouth. There is no wondering if I should say it or if this is the right time to say it. It just happens. I just know. As every slave should know.

Our conversations are wonderful. They are about everything and anything. And when a task is given I happily oblige with a 'Yes Master'.

Then there are three of my favorite words are 'Thank You Master'. Always after a task has been completed. Always out of breath when said. Always, always thankful that I was able to complete a task.

My Master. He is perfect for me. He is good to me. So when it comes to saying 'Yes Master' or 'Thank you Master'. They are not just words. They define a big part of our relationship.

Love Thy Master

My soul mate. My forever. My everything. Even though we have not physically touched. It's there. That 'it' feeling. The one that makes me smile every morning. The one that makes me think about him 24/7. He is my everything. He is my Master. He belongs to me as much as I belong to him.

Do I love him. Yes. It's not a hard question to answer. The answer, the feeling and the thought come naturally. I want him to be part of me forever.

We have quickly crossed many bridges. It started with me asking him to be my boyfriend. I was only half joking, not holding onto any seriousness. It's my protection for rejection. I would have laughed it off as if nothing had happened and moved on with my day...my life. After all it's just twitter is is not?

We quickly went from online 'dating' to a Master/Slave relationship. It just came naturally for us. I wanted to please him. You never know when something like this is just a 'game'. No emotions behind it. You are ordered to do a task and you comply. No feelings, thoughts or emotions.

With Michel it wasn't like that. The need to please him, make him happy was overwhelming. I didn't realize this until I failed at a task. I tried so hard to succeed and didn't. I cried, emotion taking over my thoughts. I had failed. And to make it worse I had failed him. I went into a sub drop the next morning. I didn't realize it until after. I didn't want to face the world. I didn't want to face him. I even thought about ending my twitter and kik. That was my frame of mind. Not good.

I thought this was ridiculous. I did message him afterwards. He came to the rescue. He brought me out of my low. He made me smile. That was the moment I realized that this wasn't just a game and my feelings for him were more that just that of a Master/slave. I loved him...I needed him...I couldn't bear to lose him...

I knew what my feelings were, but wasn't sure about his.  I eventually did find out. Hehehehehe, he loves me too. The sweetie, babe, slave....all those names bring a smile to my face. I love tasking for him. He owns me. My body, my mind and my heart. I already know that if our relationship ever ended...my journey into submission, my role as a slave will end. I will not turn back. I do not want another Master.

I am his and he is mine.

A Tad Sub Drop

`I failed Master`. As those words left my lips, I felt small, childlike. I felt that I didn`t try hard enough.

My task last night was to edge ten times and them cum once, all in 30 minutes. I failed. I got to six edges. At 30 minutes I stopped as I was instructed, sent my email and let my Master know that they were sent.

I went into a restless sleep and woke this morning feeling listless, fragile, emotional. Negativity surrounded me. My mood heavy and dark.  Nothing went right. I wanted to cry. I was angry. I was on edge. I wanted my Master, I wanted to tell him what I was feeling. I was scared.

I have been here before. I was sub dropping. To me it`s like depression. (Yes I have dealt with depression). Thoughts flooded my mind. I didn`t want to go into work. I wanted to sleep. I wanted to be a bitch and mouthy all day. I didn`t want to listen to my Master.

But then between my Master, my sub and a fellow tweeter, I slowly climb out of my dark little hole. My Master although strict is understanding and compassionate. I am grateful to him.

Though I am still a bit drained, I am happy. I am content. I am his.

Dirty Little Pet

He Is My Master and I am His Slave

Simple.  I have given myself to him. My body, my mind belong to him. I am content with him, happy. I don't get through the day without him invading my thoughts. I wonder what tasks he will give me. I fret over not completing them or doing a task incorrectly.

No one has ever had this effect over me. I am confident and in control at all times. He keeps me on my toes. And he doesn't accept 'sorry'. If he did, I would be saying sorry over and over again.

I wish to keep my Master happy at all times. I think if I chose not too, he would be very creative in his punishments. At this time, I would rather not find out;)

I have had a couple of Sirs, a Daddy, but he is my First Master. I am owned. I am his.

Dirty Little Pet...

Rules and Consequences

I have ventured into submission again. Even though I am mouthy, bratty, controlling, etc, I really enjoy being a submissive.  I believe that every slave/sub has a Master/Dom that is made perfectly for them. I have great confidence that I have found that perfect Master. I feel the need to stop whatever I am doing and complete a task that he has asked of me.  I dread having him disappointed in me and dislike not being able to talk to him until I complete a task.

This brings me to the title....Rules and Consequences. I did not chose this title, my Master did, but it suits me perfectly at this time. Rules are very hard for me. I argue them, ignore them or just change them up to make them easier to accept. If I don't like something, my answer is usually a quick no. No reasoning, just no.

I am a person that needs rules, even though I dislike them. It goes with my need to keep lists, to stay on task, rules are needed as well. I tend to be a free spirit and live in the moment...if it makes me happy, I'll do it. If not, well then, no.

I am already dealing with consequences. What do I think of this. *SMH* Master is strict, but fair. I am learning to just say Yes Master and go with it. No sorry allowed. He says it's overused. Funny I think the same. He already is in my mind. We think alike.

I wasn't allowed to play last night as a consequence of not properly completing a task. Master does not like to repeat himself. I understand this. I also tend to not 'fully' complete a task. Excitement could be the reason. I must pay better attention to this.

Master has set Rules in place. I am following them. I do not want to disappoint. I am sure if I do, he will set me back in my place.

Dirty Little Pet...