BetaWolfThowan

So, I guess this is the first time this submissive puppy has actually ever written a journal. So today, is actually the 6th month anniversary of me becoming Mistress and Master's submissive. Last night/early this morning was certainly an interesting way to spend about twenty minutes though for this day. The day before yesterday, Mistress bought a 10 ft cattle whip, specifically for breaking my skin, especially since she's trying to partially break me, and pain is part of that process, along with little sleep and a good amount of stress apparently.

Anyway, the whip really hurt actually, and there wasn’t anywhere I could really go since I had my arms bound above my head to our porch so she could whip me as she pleased. She maybe got ten or twelve cracks in before she actually broke skin, but didn’t draw any blood. This is probably because Mistress is used to an eight foot whip, and so she isn’t quite used to how this new one handles, but hopefully when she gets a hang of it, she’ll be able to draw blood.

Now I used to not really be one for blood play or anything like that, but breaking kind of has a tendency to push your limits way back. It’s all about pleasing your owner, and I know that. But also, when she’s whipping me, she’s my goddess, I would do anything for her. Even if it meant my back is meant to be in bloody tatters for her. And you know, this probably seems like an interesting thought process to some outside people, and that’s actually why Mistress has been having me write journals (well, not as of lately since I’ve been so open with her), is so I could speak to her if I didn’t feel comfortable to say it to her face, but because I also want to form my journal from day one, till the end of time, to show people how a submissive grows. And that’s not even from MY beginning as a submissive.

I started being a submissive pretty much at the age of eleven. I just knew, I liked the thought of being tied up and played with at that point. Well not quite played with. I knew I liked to wear my pants to bed, use some duct tape to bind my legs, and then struggle (and I didn’t know it at the time, but this got me off actually). It’s funny how you can actually grow into your lifestyle. Kind of like how Mistress would tie people to a tree out in her yard at a young age if they upset her.

But anyway, I got some homework I should probably be working on. I had my first day of college yesterday, and it actually got kind of boring to hear the same rules over and over to be truthful. Hopefully the next couple of days will be more exciting. Hope you all have a great day, and later I’ll try to post some pictures from Mistress’ phone of my back.