__________by Pandora

From the moment I awake
All thoughts are on Her
I slip out of Her tight grip
Down to the floor
Where I crawl to the bathroom
Like the good pet I am
I shower, make sure I’m smooth all over
And naked, I crawl to the kitchen
Where I make Her breakfast
Her meal is in a plate on the table
Mine in a bowl on the floor
The juice is freshly squeezed
The eggs are softly boiled
Everything just the way
She likes it
And I kneel by Her chair
Waiting patiently.
After fifteen minutes
She rewards me with Her presence
No words are spoken
As She sits in Her chair
After a few minutes of tasting
She pats me on the head
For a good meal
And that’s my cue
That I’m allowed to have mine.
Breakfast is then over
She loops a rope through my collar
And leads me to our playroom
She stands me up, hands high above my head
And fastens my bracelets to the bar
Hanging from the ceiling
My legs are kicked apart
And She stands before me
Taking my face in Her soft, firm hands
And stares deep into my eyes
And says the words I long to hear,
“Are you ready for My love, slut?”
I just nod my head gratefully
And She smiles before kissing my lips
I then close my eyes
And patiently wait for what’s to come
And as always the first thing
Is a lashing across my nipples,
Down my tummy to my thighs
No part of me is hidden from Her
Nor Her extension of Her love
Because all parts of me are Hers
I am Hers
I belong to Her
For She is my Mistress
My Goddess, my Mother, My Teacher
My Lover
She owns me completely
Mind, body and soul
And without Her I am lost
I am nothing
I live to see Her smile
To feel the sting of Her caress
Her approving gaze
I understand Her needs
To correct me harshly
Whether I’m good or bad
It’s Her way of loving me
And that’s reward enough
For Her, there is no denial
She’s my centre, my rock
And for Her I serve
I need, I cherish, I love
For I am Her slut
Her whore, Her bitch
And She tells me all this
As She shows me Her love
I’ve broken and cried
Immediately Her arms are around me
Caressing my hair, kissing my cheeks
Telling me how good I am
That I will always have Her love
As long as I obey
And I will obey
There is no doubt in that
How could I not obey?
I am Hers.

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