willingcaptive85

Do you ever have those days when you simply cannot worship your Master enough? Times when you feel like no words or act of devotion can convey the dedication and adoration you have for him? I've been living in that world now for nearly four years and I cannot imagine myself anywhere else. Nothing makes me happier in this entire world than being his slave, his property, his friend, his lover and anything else I can mold myself to be for him. Somehow he knows me better than I know myself. He knows what I'm thinking without my saying a word. He knows how to turn me on without lifting a finger. He can make me laugh until I cry. He can put me back in my place should I even think of forgetting it. My owner makes me feel smart and worthy when I feel incapable and worthless. He has picked me up every single fucking time I've fallen, and that's been a lot. When I think about how much he means to me it's overwhelming and I'm utterly consumed with serenity. I find my solace at his feet.  He truly is my other half in so many ways. I am indebted to him forever for pushing me, believing in me, helping me continue to breathe when it seemed impossible to keep going and for loving me exactly the way I am. I pray that I may continue to be found pleasing in his eyes so that I can continue my supplication and remind him each day he is a truly astonishing human being.

-A slave girl that loves her Master.