FallDog

While in the woods, certain things come into sharp relief. The sounds of nature, the isolation. The veneer of societal norms wears thin. The isolated cabin. The inner knowing that i should be naked inside that cabin serving my Mistress. i could be walked outside on all fours and nobody would be the wiser. The same goes if i were tethered to a tree for discipline. CFNM is the natural order of things. i was born to serve the One.

To the One:

i seek to lose myself through absolute surrender to You. And in the process be born. Please discipline and humble me harshly and completely. Show me no mercy. Put me in my place. i beg it of You.

Excerpt from Training Journal:

I hesitated. Mistress ordered me to lick clean Her shoes. Only for a moment, but I did hesitate. I thought I saw dried mud on Her shoes that She had stepped in outside. Turns out it was chocolate. A test...and I failed. Mistress didn't say anything at the time, but after licking clean Her shoes, I saw the change in Her demeanor. I asked permission to speak, which She granted. I begged forgiveness. She very quietly explained that even licking mud off of Her shoes was a privilege. I felt so crestfallen and ashamed that I had failed Her.

Believe it or not, I have been trained as a slave and sissy maidslut by the Pleiadians. I wouldn't believe it either, had it not happened to me. I was told that if I searched, I would be provided with a specific, compatible Mistress. Are you the all-powerful One promised by the Pleiadians? Does any of this resonate with you?? Demonstrate this to be the case, and I will serve faithfully and completely.