Oh my god. Alright so I'm stoned as hell and kind of begging practically for attention
and my master wants to watch a movie so I have to take care of myself for a little bit.
So that's where I'm at. I did that fairy recording earlier and I did the um, the begging and
pleading and all of that is just making my submissiveness that much more intense. So
here I am back again twiddling with my clit. I'm going to be in too much pain to be able
to come for my master tonight and probably get in trouble but I want his dick so bad right now
and he's making me wait. I don't think he realises just how much I worship him no matter how much I
try to show him. Oh my god. But I want him. I want to feel him come into me.
I want to take him down my throat. I want to take him in my ass. I want to have him
make me pleasure him any way he wants.
Oh, just the thought of even getting to look at him. That thought of getting to take his cum.
It's literally what I live for and I apologise for being so stoned and speaking so frankly but
I wish that he would let me kneel at his feet more. I wish that he'd let me worship him and
take him from his feet all the way up to his balls, all the way up to the tip of his dick.
I wish he'd let me a sucker let him take him. I wish he'd let himself lose control and shut
my head down and choke me. I wish he'd bend me over, drag me down the hallway,
throw me onto the bed, pin me down, us up, face down, smother me, rape me.
All of these are fantasies I have and try not to speak too much of. I'm sorry.
I want to worship my Tom. So bad. I wish he wasn't out there playing Monster Hunter when
my 3DS was broken so I couldn't join him. I wish that he was in here making use of
all of this energy I have bent up, all of the desire I have to worship him.
I wish he used it more because just thinking about that, being his,
because that's where all of this is coming from. My devotion to my master is beyond anything.
I want him in whatever hall he chooses. All I want is his calm.
I want the pleasure and privilege of taking it. I want to earn it.
I want him to fill me with it. I want to save his every need, his every want, his every wish.
I want to be perfect and I want to bring him pride.
So I lay here naked on my bed, playing with myself, thinking only of him.
Oh god, the cannabis has taken away all the pain. So I'm scratching and moving and pressing
and circling with my fingers and pressing on my pleasure and all I want is for him to take me
and to greatly interrupt me.
Oh my god.
Oh
I lost myself in that.
Oh god, I can't wait to have him tonight.
