His Servant and Submissive Boy-Girl
I am helpless, powerless, collared, chained and vulnerable as a human being can be. My body is his whether to use, abuse or for his enjoyment alone. I look pretty for him as his sexy ornament and tease as my preparation and appearance is all for him and for his amusement. I belong to him in complete, willingly and in any way he so desires. I am his submissive and I have never been more alive, happy and joyful. He has just finished giving my ass and anus the sweetest and most lustful of tongue lickings penetrating me deeply with it and wetting me thoroughly for the entry of his wondrous huge and hard cock. As he goes to suck my soft boyish breasts I am already frazzled but I may no longer beg my Master for his cock or I will be lashed with his cane. There are times I feel I need the cane but now I so need his cock inside me searching my depths with the almost vicious deep strokes that so make a girl-boy feel complete and consummated as his owned and personal property. It is far more than love or lust. It is the most powerful of relationships and the most complex as well. For me however it is very, very simple. Surrender and pleasing is my joy and my purpose. He will use my body thoroughly, fill it often with his seed and cum and my resulting happiness and joy will bring tears to my eyes and shuddering release to my body filling my heart as deeply as his cock fill me. I am a pleasure mistress locked in a powerful man’s leather and steel collar and yet I have never been more happy and never felt more free!