#serving her

[blushingonmyknees]

What I wouldn’t give to be blindfolded, collared and restrained in a bow. Kept there for hours, never knowing if my Domme is paying attention to me or not. Kept helpless and in my proper headspace. Existing as property to be used, abused, beaten, tortured and ignored as she sees fit.

[blushingonmyknees]

Just woke up from a dream where I was in my Domme’s fief. My heart was overflowing with joy and I was very thankful to be her servant. I remembered at one point thinking about how fulfilling it was to be hers and how right it felt to be living out my life’s purpose. I knew it was only right that each day I was waking up, knowing my number one priority was serving her and her desires.

At the end of the dream, I was chained up to the wall and getting slapped very hard by her. It was time to wake up and serve. I don’t know if there is any other way I would rather wake up. 

[blushingonmyknees]

Note to self: Learn to give mani pedi's. Maybe someday I can be used as her footstool while they dry.