I love being my Master's slave. I love pleasing him. I love that my body is his toy, to take his pleasure from as and when he likes. I love that he can dominate me so completely.
I also love how he cares for me. He is so tender and loving, and looks after me when I need it. He is so often sweet and kind. I am a very lucky slave to have such a thoughtful, loving and fair Master.
Tomorrow will be a challenging day for me. We are going to go out, and he will be buying me a gag, aswell as some new toys to be used on me.
I have asked him to be very strict and severe with me tomorrow - and I know he will be. It scares me a little, but it is a good thing.
I find it very difficult to go out, but I need to master my fear. Master has promised to punish any reluctance on my part about going out very severely.
I'm also due to receive a number of punishments that have been put off for various reasons.
So, tomorrow, I can expect to be gagged and restrained and punished hard. I have asked Master to show me no mercy, and I hope I will be sobbing without control before he is finished. If I am to learn my lessons, then I must be taken to my limits.
By my request, it is also forbidden for me to orgasm tomorrow. I shall be his slave utterly. And my body will be thoroughly used accordingly.
I am a little (well, a lot) frightened by the prospect. But it is necessary. And, I know that afterwards I will feel much happier for it, in the knowledge I have served my Master well, and pleased him.
I love my Master, and I get no greater pleasure or satisfaction than from pleasing and satisfying him. I hope that tomorrow I can be worthy of him. He deserves no less than for me to excel myself.