Master can change his mind.
Master can use me as he wants without considering my feelings.
Master can leave me teased and horny if he wishes.
Master can beat my ass as much as he likes.
Master can fuck me and use me as his hole if he wishes.
It is not up to me.
I should remember this.
I am his slave, his peon, his property and I should remember that also.
Sometimes the play on my emotions is a virtuoso violinist and sometimes it is a man kicking a banjo down the street.
Perhaps I'm just having a bad hormone day.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
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