A new phase in my training!

I have begun a rigid new phase of my training. It is a very strange one – and is probably the hardest one for Master to keep track of. I think this new phase of my submission to Master is largely for myself, and something that I could probably get away with not doing – but would raise questions as to how much I really do want to submit, within myself. And so I believe it is a wonderful form of training!

Master has long controlled my thoughts, but not so directly. His dreams become my dreams, his goals, and ambitions become mine as well. His cares, and hates, and likes, all become mine. For example I used to hate oatmeal…the smell, the taste, the texture. Master was raised on oatmeal by his mother, and he loves it! I now love oatmeal. It was a natural progression that happened extremely quickly. It has happened to countless things since being with Master. I don’t make any effort at this phenomenon, I just adopt everything that he is.

This new phase however takes over my mind almost completely. Every single thought I have in a day…no matter what it may be about, or for what reason…I must be thinking about and praising my Master. It was very difficult at first. I remember when he first told me of my new duty…he keeps a big metal tub in the backyard (about 2 feet in diameter)…its usually always full naturally from rain fall….in the bottom of the big tub is a ring that is screwed into what used to be I guess the drain plug. Needless to say, he sometimes enjoys drowning me – and he figured that a good first test for my new training would be this. Needless to say it was extremely hard to think about how amazing a person my Master is, about how he compared to me is like a living-god, a being of higher power, a being deserving worship, and how lucky I am to be his servant, his slave, and how kind he is to drown me …. While I’m drowning! by HIS doing!

I hate the feeling of drowning, I start to grab on to whatever I can, without any control until my nails are almost ripped out…my whole body tenses up so much, and the worst part is when he finally unlinks my collar from the bottom of the tub and lets me up for air, my first gasp is always met with him shoving his cock in my throat – so just as I think i’m about to get air, I’m swallowing a cock and hes usually so turned on and already masturbating to watching my drown, that the first thrust he usually blows his load right down my throat. Imagine being on the verge of passing out, finally coming out of the water, desperate for air, panicking, and 1/8th through your first glorious gasp, your choking again on meat and sperm.

Through all this I must praise Master, my god, my owner. How kind he is! thank you Master for this! I don’t deserve such wonderful treatment! This training is difficult. But I love Master more than ever…I am brainwashing myself (not too hard, since i’m such a dumb animal, with a useless brain), and I am loving every minute of it! So I think time is proving Master wise…he knows he cannot monitor my training in this as its impossible to read my thoughts, but I think he did correctly predict how stupid I am, and how dumb my brain is, and he knew that I’d brainwash myself! hes so smart :)

Thank you Master!