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I can give the deserving Master utter submission, absolute obedience, and perfection in all duties that will be required of me. I will be obsessed with my duties, assuming I must be in order to stand a chance of sleeping on my back once in a while. My mind has the complete need for my Master's word to bless or condemn.
I will make my Master proud to own me. I will always be impeccably presented - if I appear slovenly then my Master appears slovenly, which will not do.
As for discipline, I need discipline in all areas of my life. The time I rise and go to bed, the food I eat, the exercise I take, my turnout and presentation, my manners - every aspect of my life needs to be carefully controlled and molded. The tools to do this can be many and varied. The strap, the cane, the paddle and the belt. All are good for formal punishment, where I must present myself at a set time and place, in a specific dress code. I shall kneel before my Master and confess my sins. I shall wait, eyes lowered, while my sentence is being decided. Once it has been passed, I will face the wall to consider how I must improve and to await my execution. At the appointed time, my Master will take me to the room he wishes to administer the strokes. I will take them in good grace and accept that they are as hard as they are for my own good.
The entire time, you, my Master, shall laugh as the lash paints fire across my, your slave's, beautiful, alabaster skin. I will sing the sweet song of the whipped as I writhe for your pleasure...
If all my duties are performed then my final duty is to pleasure you, however you deem fitting. Be that through my suffering or through your use of me... or both.
I need a Master who is capable of tightening his grip on me until every breath I take will be at the loosening and tightening of his hand.
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