I want to be managed, guided by clear rules with clearer punishments. I behave best when I’m being manhandled and corrected. I’m here to be used and degraded, to beg for it, then say thank you. I’m not a person; I exist as property, kept and owned!
Got too busy yesterday and ran out of time, so today is throwback Friday. For those that celebrate, Happy Easter weekend, and for those who don’t, enjoy the bunny ears and tail plug!
