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I have been serving my late wife as an obedient domestic servant and strapon-trained sex slave, satisfying her in whatever way she fancied. She very much liked to discipline me in front of other like-minded ladies, adding humiliation to punishment, sometimes in the framework of a slave-trading arrangement.
Alas my wife and owner passed away a few months ago. I am gradually overcoming my deep sorrow and again I am constantly haunted by a yearning to serve a dominant lady. I have realised that this is my destiny and I feel like a lonely wolf howling to the moon, hoping to meet the dominant lady who will make me her property.
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