NICE!

He loves humiliating me and I hate that I can't stop him

The first of many small gratuitous public humiliations that He directed and which I, having no self respect and eager for His approval, actually carried out: kneeling and tying His athletic shoes on the commuter train. After paying for them.

I just automatically kneel and tie his laces without him asking or even noticing. I facilitate his ease and success. I give. He takes.

He knows no one will believe me if I tell anyone about the things He makes me do to keep Him with me, how pathetic I am and how manipulative He is. He gets off on that.

Once he moved in, he got everything he wanted from me when he wanted it and how he wanted it. I’d never been a man’s bitch before. And in my home, no less.

Did you pay the bills? Did you wash my car? Do you deserve my thick young godcock, Daddy? Did you EARN it?