After ten and a half months of service, it is time for me to bring my slave to the next level.
We have been looking through so very many devices and picked out the very best one to suit us both and it has been ordered.
Sometimes the anticipation is half of the enjoyment as I wait everyday for the postman to delivered the cage which will be the house for my little bitch’s useless appendage. So many times in my mind I have played out the ceremony when I shall take him on his knees, pull back his head and anoint his pointless protuberance.
To hear that click. That is what I yearn for now. The snap of the lock that marks the start of your imprisonment. The beginning of a new chapter in our beautiful story.
This is our time. And everyday you will feel me, remember me and love me. Your worship now will be so complete and ultimate that everyday I shall walk on air and imagine the air is your neck.
As Dr Seuss surely once said:
“Oh, The Places You’ll Go!
You have me in your head. You have my feet in your mouth. I can steer you any direction I choose. You’re not on your own. And you know that I know. And I am the one who’ll decide where to go…”