The Realer Me

I’m on a road to nowhere, and there’s no turnoff for me.

He did warn me, but I was sure I was too pretty for him to ever go through with those ridiculously cruel threats.  

It’s the master bedroom, and of course I’m not even allowed to touch the bed until I’ve earned permission.  But it is at least an honor to be allowed to see it through the tears.

When I checked in I still had a name.  Now it’s just “Wheel #10592 over here.” Or, “Spread 10592′s legs.”  Or sometimes it’s just, “Bring the thing in the wheelchair here to give me a blowjob.”  But I know who they mean.

If I could just be a better cunt for him, maybe this wouldn’t be necessary and he might actually fuck me instead like I want so bad.

When dinner is late

Or just because I feel like beating the worthless bitch. Never need a real reason to excersise my rights to beat any cunt.

Thank you I’m a lucky girl. Thank you i’m a lucky girl...

There’s always a winner and a loser.  Although, when both of us have a loser-fetish, picking which of us is winning can be complicated.

What can be more symbolic than this?

You won’t even know I’m there. Please?

Good size cage

Roomy.

I don’t need much. And he gives me even less. But it’s like having him give me anything at all just makes me so happy I don’t even care.

I get off on losing, and unfortunately, she knows it all too well

Since I obstinately refuse to drink the water he’s left me in my bowl apparently, he has to come by every couple hours and give me something else to drink.  I’m such a lucky pet.

i tried buying him a velvet covered ruler for his birthday, but he was having none of that.  Curse those stupid gift receipts.

And pray my friends don’t come to the seediest part of town

Even when he’s away, he sends me sweet little audio files of him calling me horrible names and abusive little insults.  I just miss him so much.

I’ll never give up on our love

When he called to tell me he was going to a party and I should come right up dressed as fancy and sexy as I could, I never dreamed it was just for the honor of lying trussed up here on his bed all night while I wait for him to come back with her.  At least I’ll probably get to lick him a little as he plunges into her, and maybe lap up any of his cum that might leak out of her, so I really shouldn’t complain.

If you’re waiting for me to beg you to stop, I’m not sure I’m capable of that anymore.