MY STORY…FACT OR FICTION?

“Open wide” my Master said. I did what I was told. I ALWAYS do what I’m told. I know if I don’t the punishment could in fact be harsh. Sshhhh, don’t tell Master but sometimes I disobey just because I like the punishment. But this time I opened wide and but to my surprise was a mouth full of cigar ash. Not what you expected to hear is it? Hello. How can I describe the taste? I can’t but I swallowed. Not because I wanted too, but I was told too. I’m a good girl.

As I lay there blindfolded and bound I wondered what was coming next. Yes, I was nervous but boy oh boy I was excited as well. Would it be a crop? Oh! Maybe the cane! By the way I hate the cane. Maybe it’ll be flogging. Master always has a plan. I never question I just receive.

You see, that’s the way our ‘relationship’ works. I do not expect any ‘vanilla’ (that’s what we call people who like sex just plain) individuals to understand. Some think we are being abused. We are not. It’s our preference. Just like someone that likes members of the same sex. Preference. Yet we are misunderstood and judged. We can’t discuss it over coffee at Starbucks because people think we are freaks. We are not.

We may be your trusted Doctor or dentist. We might be you lawyer or accountant. We might be your neighbor or your beautician. Who knows, we may be your mother, brother, father, sister, aunt, grandma, grandpa, son, or uncle. Oh my god! These people touch you and you don’t know about it!

I am a submissive and my Master does as he pleases to me.

My name is Beauty and my story will continue…