So tomorrow is finally the day.  The day I've longed for, dreamed about, craved for what feels like an eternity.

I feel excited, nervous, fear, dread, anticipation but most of all, pride.  That I've finally been allowed to serve you Master.

Less than 24 hours away I'll be kneeling in front of you Master and I hope I don't disappoint you.  I hope you'll get lots of use out of me and that I'll perform to your very high standards.

I hope you'll treat me like the whore slut that I am and show me little or no compassion.  I hope you'll allow me to worship you cock over and over.  I hope you'll cover my face in your precious cum and leave me used and bound on the floor where I belong Master.

You've said today that you understand my concerns and will adapt the situation to what you feel is right.  I trust you and your judgement Master, I believe above everything else, my safety is your highest concern.

I wish we'd have had more time to talk today Sir but I appreciate you've been travelling so I trust your arrangements are finalised and we're all set for tomorrow.

May I ask that you email me with a final list of instructions that I should follow prior to tomorrow Sir.  Any requests, things I should bring.

As I knock on that door my Master, I know my life will change forever........

Master,

It had again been a while since we last spoke but as always you have never been far from my thoughts. 

We exchanged a few emails and then delivered the news I never thought I'd hear.  You've called me to serve you.  We have a date, time and place and I'm so overwhelmed with emotions.  Most importantly my duty to you is to serve & obey you, give you the pleasure you deserve in whichever form you desire.

I know this will involve pain, humiliation, bondage and some very hard use, but as long as you are pleasured and happy, my welfare is secondary.

You have told me that my mouth will be getting lots of use and I fully expect my breast to endure quite severe pain also.

I know you want to see the tears of pain running my face as I look up into your eyes.  Perhaps you've choked me or pulled at my nipple chains to bring on the tears.  I'll know that my tears also bring happiness to you Sir and I will endure the pain.

You have said that the pain from your nipple clamps will be considerably more that when I apply my own clamps.  I worry that I won't be able to bare the pain and you'll be disappointed in me Sir.  I hope Sir will be kind and restrain me when he does this.

I really hope we can talk on my way home tonight.  Hearing your voice will make our meeting seem evermore closer Sir

Dear Master,

I had to dash of suddenly yesterday so I didn't get a chance to thank you for your attention and guidance yesterday.  It makes me feel wonderful completing you commands, hoping that you'll be happy with me efforts.  I always anxiously await you verdict.

We spoke more yesterday of humiliation and I told you it was something I struggle to imagine.  You gave me several good example for me to expand on in my own time, I really like the sweet trolley.  I've realised ification rather appeals to me, especailly as you also seem to like exploring it.

I hope today we can connect again and I may be allowed to please you further.

Your whore

Rx

Dearest Master,

I've had another wonderful day under your direction.  You've paid me compliments that I'm doubtful I deserve and you've said those magic words, good girl.

The pain I took for you today is just a small token of what I wish to show you given the chance.  I hope you enjoyed my photos Sir and that they will please you in days to come.

You asked me today how I feel when I send you photos and I told you that I feel as if I'm doing as my Master asks and making him happy.  My feelings are irrelivent.  I always wait eagerly to see if you are happy and I'm overjoyed when you are. 

I am keen to connect again soon so I might be given the opportunity to please you again.

I know you sadistic mind is bursting with ideas.

For now Sir, I hope my photos are keeping a smile on your face

Your whore,

Rx

It's been a difficult few days Sir but thoughts have never strayed far from serving you.

I've been bound and gagged on your cold wet basement floor, waiting for you to return, even if just to beat or use me.  Just your attention is enough for me Sir, I know you're happy when you're taking what you want from me.

I appreciate my sporadic attendance must be difficult to manage but I'm sure by now you know my intentions are always the same

I prey you are well and that we might connect soon Sir.

I will wait

Rx

I was excited to see another message from you today and you've asked me to write another journal entry.

Although it has been a while since we last spoke I can assure you my focus has only been directed towards you Sir, it's only ever been you.

Whilst my personal circumstances have taken another turn down a bumpy road, I feel the connection between us has never deviated

I do always hold a light in my heart that I'll be able to put in to action what i have so many times siad in words

I hope you are well and getting the fulfilment you deserve, Sir

Your slut, Ruby

You have given me permission to continue this journal on the understanding that it is open and honest. 

I think you are pleased that I want to record my feelings Sir and I hope my writing will please you also.

After your telephone conversation yesterday I felt as if I was walking on air, I could tell in your voice that our journey had moved a step closer to becoming a reality. 

When you were describing some of the things you had in mind for me when you knew I couldn't respond really made me feel closer.  Closer to you and closer to our meeting.  I was drinking in every word, concerntrating so I could pick up any clue that might help me please you more.  I think I could have listened to you all evening.

This morning when I saw I had a message in my inbox from you my heart skipped a beat.  I'm thinking 'are you pleased' 'are you happy' 'how can I please you even more', I read with the excitement of a littel girl.  I sat on the train waiting for another reply....refresh....refresh!!

You've also asked me to tell you of my submissive thoughts.  The little ideas I have of our first meeting, what I imagine you might like or the ways I think I could please you.  I have ideas all the time Sir.  I can see a bull dog clip on my desk, I wonder if you'd like to put it on your cunt, whether you'd pull it to increase the pain, how much pleasure will that give you?

One image I run through my mind over and over is you holding my head back by my hair an you using my throat, roughly and deeply.  As you choke and gag me over and over I see the pleasure in your eyes and that's enough for me.  That look will always be enough for me

All I think about is 'Will Sir be please?'