I love you Master!
I was kneeling in front of the door. I couldn’t think of anything I wanted more than my Master to come through that door, ignoring me as he passed. Smelling the sweet scent of a day I know was spent hard at work. For me. For the other slaves. He works so hard for us, and for himself. How can anyone be so driven? Or is it simply because I am under the spell of being his slave that I keep him in such high regard? Regardless – I love him more than I’ve ever loved anything in my life, and this is why I’ve given my brain, my body, my soul, and my life to him.
Still kneeling, I forced myself into the most uncomfortable position I could…my knees were already rather soar from kneeling there for several hours. I had chores to do – I knew – but kneeling and waiting for him felt so right at the moment. Kneeling with my knees spread apart as far as they could go, my hands intertwined together, forcing my shoulders back, and arching my back, head down eyes on the floor. I looked as if I was tied, yet I wasn’t…I was kneeling for him like this of my own volition which made my submission that much sweeter.
Oh Master, please come through the door – I beg you – please walk right past me, because I know your ignoring me for my own good…to teach me my place, yet I know your watching me and smiling as you walk by. I know you need me as much as I need you, and I know you’ll never admit it. I love you Master
I cherish the aches and pains in my ankles, knees,back, shoulders, and neck. I know that when you tie my wrists to my ankles in the middle of the kitchen, and take out that most beautiful cock of yours and slip it into the pussy that has been moist and delivering the most brutal of images to my mind’s eye – I will feel at one with myself once more. Being violated by you, if it can indeed be calling violated, is the closest to spirituality god I have and/or will ever get. For this I thank you! I love you Master!
Oh please Master walk through that door and relieve me from this torture, I apologize for not having done my chores – but I needed to worship you even though you are not present. I need to kneel for you – as its been days that I have not had the oppurtunity – keeping up with chores and taking care of the other slaves, I know I am being selfless in my duties, but I just need so badly to kneel for you – like before! Do you remember before, when I was the only one? When I got all of your attention? I am not complaining, I know the new slaves please you and I will never question you – but with these new freedoms comes these feelings of old…jealousy, and greed…for you!
I go back to kneeling in front of the door now, as yes I did indeed get up to write this, knowing you’ll find it – as I am still not allowed to speak, I’ve found that this is my only avenue to express my love for you, outside of my actions.
I love you Master!