SlaveDuties.com
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Slaveduties
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Excerpted from the website:
- I vividly remember the day I realised why I craved so tremendously to linger in servitude at the feet of a Master or Mistress. I remember it feeling much like when you gulp down an enormous glass of ridiculously cold water when your so thirsty you need that cold bite to cut it. For years it felt as if I was always thirsty, that lump in my throat, and parched lips. I wanted more and more and yet could never fathom as to why. Why did I so badly crave to be abused - abused beyond my limits, my desire to deem “safe-words” unfathomable, my desire to give everything for the pleasure of another. Why did I envy common place objects like a hair brush, coffee table, pencil, lamps etc - to be owned. Whatever the act or use, purposeful or otherwise, I longed to be owned.
