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The Master's home is my domain and responsibility. i am a slave. i am property. When the last tendrils of my dreams subside and i wake for the day, my only thought is my Master. i rise, aware that i am up early. The dark outside is a reminder that there is nothing for me than serving my Masters needs. i busy myself by first making my way to the kitchen where i survey the needs of the space, the room must remain spotless. The house must remain spotless. i begin working on an area that needs attention and once satisfied that Master will like the result, i stop. the Master will need his breakfast soon so i ready the ingredients and begin work to prepare what i know is his favorite meal at this early hour. as the steam wafts up from the meal i know he will be pleased. i place everything on the tray that i have used every morning and pick it up ready to carry it into His bedroom. i stop momentarily at his door, knowing that it is impolite and very wrong to enter without announcing myself. i am his property. i knock as is the custom and ask to be allowed entry. "Come slave" Master says "thank you Sir" i walk to his bedside and place the tray at His bedside and quickly kneel before Him. He looks on me and my naked form and says. "Have you forgotten something slave?" Terror fills me as i go back over my morning of cleaning and preparation. it suddenly clicks inside my mind that Master only eats after His morning oral stimulation. i move closer. looking at Masters Cock, ready to provide as requested, for in a manner of speaking, this is my breakfast. i gingerly slip my hand around the shaft. feeling its weight and i begin to massage it as long and sensuously as a slave can until it grows in my hand. once the hard Member is ready my lips envelope the head and i work the shaft and tip until they are soaked with my saliva. the suction from my work is making my Master's breathing change and i know that my meal is coming. As i continue, time seems to slow and i can feel a tightening in his balls. i lick and suck, sometimes as his hands grab my head i am forced to swallow all of the shaft into my throat. almost choking as i am, my Master's moans of pleasure are music to my ears. suddenly and without warning Master explodes inside my mouth. the wonderful taste of my Master's Cum makes me feel honored that He would bless me with such a gift. once i finished i quickly clean my Master and get up without even a concern for my own pleasure. mine doesn't matter. i am property. i then busy myself seeing about the other duties my Master has set as house tasks... always an ear at the ready for Master's call. The above story is only a small idea of what i see when i look into my life as a slave. these are the order of importance to me. 1. the Master and his well being 2. the adherence to any and all rules or requirements set by my Master 3. the things i need or want are nothing compared with rules 1 and 2 All the above can apply to a Mistress as well, i am bi sexual. i must admit to the fact that i feel i was made for this lifestyle. i have been submissive one way or the other my whole life, but never an owned 24/7 slave. i have served lightly in these ways, but now every fiber of my being says i should become what life is telling me i am. slave to an Owner. In terms of use. the limits i have are to be determined as my Owner should be able to utilize me however They wish. from domestic chores to the most degrading, humiliating uses They devise. i kneel before you, a slave ready and fully willing to do whatever is necessary to please. Pictures available, upon request.
3/1/2012 6:51:51 PM

I have recently begun exploring a gorean philosophy to being a slave.  i am finding it is sucking me in quite fast.  I feel as if it was what i was meant for.  no matter how harsh it may be, i seem to find myself drawn to it as if my very soul was hiding there.  finding information is hard sometimes.  would love to learn all i can

2/20/2012 3:10:04 PM

Happy Birthday to me!!  :-)

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