My Perfect Master
It wasn’t planned, it wasn’t expected. But I have become owned by the most wonderful Master, MeMrDom. He’s the type of superior that fully understands his rights and powers as a man, and equally my rights as an inferior (none). He’s the type of owner that has no issues shutting me up when he tires of hearing me, or me when my behavior isn’t up to his expectations.
In less than a week he’s gained control of almost every aspect of my life, and has me doing things I’ve never considered an option, like thanking him for his amazing farts, begging him to let me help him cum, desiring to worship his shithole and drinking his piss to show him how much I love him, and even excited at the thought of planning a “vacation” to go and be his house slave to take care of all the things he as a man shouldn’t be handling.
I’m overwhelmed with gratefulness for the fact a Master of his skill and superiority would even consider owning a pathetic woman like me, let alone have the graciousness of making the effort to train a woman as stupid as me.
Thank you MeMrDom for everything you’ve done, and everything you will do for your retarded piggy slave. I love you Master.