I am starting this because He wants me to. I think I am a terrible writer, and I really do not know what to say, but He wants me to and I love pleasing Him, so here it is. He tells me what to do, and I do it. He calls me "cunt." I like it... sometimes.
He gave me a number. My very own number. 243. He says it's a number that is calming, soothing. I do not think that describes me, but maybe what He wants me to be. I think sometimes I just manage to get on His nerves.
I have given Him my hard limits. He likes to push on them a good bit. That mostly just serves to infuriate me.
He likes writing. I write all over my udders and whore-hole for Him. He loves the pictures of it. He has me take lots of pics everyday and send to Him.
When I misbehave, I stand in the corner. For hours. Upon hours. Or He makes me inflict pain on myself. He has told me some of the other "exciting" punishments He has come up with recently. They do not sound exciting to me. He is a sadist. I am not a masochist at all. I am extremely touch-sensitive. I have a very low pain tolerance. I sometimes feel inadequate that I can't satiate that side of Him. He has only suggested that once. I felt horrible when He did, though. I am not enough.
I have had some traumatizing experiences with this lifestyle, and I'm constantly in fear of falling back into what I call the "dark places." Sometimes I feel like He is leading me back there. Sometimes He suggests things. I feel the grip of fear. I don't know if He does not care, or if He just likes to see the traumatized child come out.
He said I should write about what I do to please him... I just do whatever He says. He tells me what to eat, I eat it. He tells me when I can sleep, and that is when I sleep. He tells me if I can speak, and that is when I speak.... or not... as the case may be.
I try to please Him, and when I do, I feel good about myself. I really like when He tells me He is proud of me. I feel like I can accomplish anything if I can make Him happy.
He calls it servitude. He says He decides everything. I agree and disagree. He is right, He does decide almost everything. I can not argue with that at all, but I do it because it is something I want just as much as He desires me to do it. I do it of my own free will.
I guess that is all I have right now. I am not much of a writer. I just write whatever comes to my mind, and wherever it falls on the page, that is where it stays. I apologize if it is difficult to read, or seems rambling. It is just me.