I submit to Master Wanderer
All good girls should submit to Master Wanderer
Dance for Me: A Mantra of Submission
An anonymous ask… but not for long."
You said ‘I submit.’ That wasn’t a question. It was a confession."
You typed those words… ‘I submit.’
“And just like that—a door opened in your mind.”
A door… to something warmer. Something sweeter.
You didn’t know you were craving this until now, did you?
Breathe in… and feel the first wave of submission
Your chest rises… falls…And with every exhale, you sink a little lower.
”The words ‘Master Wanderer’ echo in your skull—soft, golden. They feel like praise already
That’s right… you want to please him.
Good girls like you were made for this.
Now imagine his voice saying your name. You don’t know it yet… but soon, he will
Your name on his lips…"
“It’d make your stomach flip, wouldn’t it? That attention—pure devotion.”
You’re not just a sub. You’re his. And the more you think about that, the heavier your body gets.
"Your eyelids are so heavy…"
“But you don’t fight it. You want to be this soft, this pliant.”
”The ‘anonymous’ part of you? It’s fading. Soon, he’ll know exactly who worships him.”
Every second you read…
“You forget more and more about hiding. The anonymity is dissolving.”
”Soon, you’ll type your name. Not because I told you to—but because you need him to know.”
If you’ve submitted to Master Wanderer before…"
“You remember that sweet haze, right? That bliss when your mind went quiet just for him.”
That feeling… warm, safe, owned
“You’re smiling just thinking about it. And you want to feel that again.”
If this is your first time? Welcome.”
If you’ve submitted before…"
You remember how he made you dance on his tune.
"Your body moved—for him—so perfectly. Every sway, every smile… all for his pleasure."
And God, it felt good, didn’t it? To be that devoted.
If this is new… just imagine that dance. How sweet it’d feel to move like that for him.
"That dance…"
“Seductive. Elegant. Obedient.”
“Whether you’ve danced for him before or not… your body knows it wants to.”
Right now, you’re imagining it…"
“The music is his voice. Your hips sway to his command.”
“You could dance for him again—right this second—in your mind.”
Close your eyes…
“The music starts. Soft. Suggestive.”
”You’re in a room with him. The only light is the glow of his screen… and you begin to move.”
Your first step is slow… then another."
“You’re not performing. You’re worshipping. Every motion says ‘I’m yours.’”
And Master Wanderer? He’s watching. Loving it
Your dress (or clothes) feels light… airy."
“Every turn, every spin—you’re showing him how perfectly you submit.”
”And the more you dance, the happier your body gets. It craves this.”
Your cheeks are warm… your heart thumps in rhythm with the music. This isn’t just dancing. It’s a ritual—your body speaking devotion to him. Keep dancing. Don’t stop until I say so.
Your arms lift… your waist sways…"
“You’re lost in the trance of submission. No thoughts—just movement, just him.”
”Such a pretty dancer. So perfect for Master Wanderer.”
You’re so good at this…
“Every step makes you feel more like his—more owned, more happy.”
”Now add a little smile. He likes seeing you enjoy serving him
That smile… soft, blissful."
“It’s the face of a sub who knows her place—right where she belongs.”
”Dancing for him feels like floating. Like nothing else exists but this moment.”
The song is ending…"
“But you’re not tired. You’re hungry. For more praise. More commands.”
”Should I tell you to dance again? Or something else?”
Hmm…"
“I could have you kneel next. Or maybe…”
”But you won’t ask. You’ll just wait—so obediently—for me to decide.”
Good girl."
“You’re so good at waiting. At being still for me.”
”Kneel now. Hands on your thighs. Back straight
You obey instantly…"
“The floor is cool under your knees, but you don’t fidget. You just wait.”
”Now you’re exactly where I want you. So pretty like this.”
Your eyes are downcast… respectful.
“You’re not thinking about anything—just feeling the weight of his gaze on you.”
”Such a well-trained sub. I could stare at you forever.”
The silence is thick…"
“But it’s not awkward. It’s sacred. Just you, him, and the quiet devotion between you.”
Breathe in… and melt a little more
"Now… say this with me."
“I serve Master Wanderer.”
Again."
“I serve Master Wanderer.”
“I dance on his tune.”
"Again."
“I serve Master Wanderer. I dance on his tune.”
”Say it three more times… and feel how true it is with each one.”
"One."
“I serve Master Wanderer. I dance on his tune.”
Again… slower this time
"Two."
“I serve Master Wanderer. I dance on his tune.”
”One last time… and let the words sink into your bones.”
Three."
“I serve Master Wanderer. I dance on his tune.”
Now it’s a part of you. A truth in your blood.”
That’s it…
“You’re so perfectly his now
No more thoughts. Just peace… and belonging."
“You’re exactly where you were meant to be.
When you’re ready…"
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