I have no say in what I wear. He decides what is appropriate for me to wear. His rules dictate that whatever I wear, my body is always to be accessible to him. For regular day wear this means, rarely any panties or other undergarments. He prefers I dress simply and look demure and innocent, he does't like me looking overtly sophisticated or slutty. This is despite me doing very slutty things for his pleasure and amusement.
There is something inside me which is insatiable, it is only released when he has me do those very slutty things. He knows how to free my mind of inhibitions and release those desires from deep within. It starts with a few small sexual things but then with the praise and attention, I receive from him, I'm desperate to do more. I want to prove my worthiness to him by freeing my inner slut completely and doing even more things for his pleasure. Sometimes I think, I'm a little bit depraved....he thinks I'm adorable.







