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Ballad of a Submissive Slut

A bit of lewd poetry from the mind of a very horny girl…

Transcript:

I’m funnest when i’m dumbest ‘Cuz thinking is really bad. No, I don’t have no brain at all. Then again, I never have.

I’m the hottest, if i’m honest. ‘Cuz I’ve got a pretty cunt When all the boys start groping me I give them what they want

I’m the keenest when their meanest ‘Cuz rough guys make me wet I love it when you slap me hard To make sure I won’t forget

I get crushy when I’m lushy ‘Cuz I’d love another shot Get me drunk and and fuck my ass ‘Cuz I think you’re really hot

I get dirty when you’re flirty ‘Cuz I love when men get bold Grab my hair and call me names You know I love to be controlled.

I get needy when you seed me ‘Cuz I want every drop Fill me up with all you have And please.. Don’t ever stop.

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On her knees, smoking weed to dumb herself down, collared, petite figure, good makeup.

She needs a boob job. Then, she’ll be truly desireable.

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He advances, she recedes. The dance of the dynamic.

His dominance, enticed by her nature, consumes him and compels him forward like a rage. Her submission, pushed by his will, grows within her and moves her wherever he leads.

His confident, unbreaking pace. Her nervous, vulnerable retreat.

The meaning of submission

My submission is more than following a set of commands and awaiting to comply with instructions. 

I’m constantly looking for ways to serve him, to make him happy, to bring him some form of comfort or pleasure, to somehow improve the quality of his life even just by the smallest of fractions. 

Quite often that means I do things without being asked or told to. 

I take mini videos of making sure the stove is turned off, windows are shut and doors are locked before we go out just in case his OCD flairs and he needs extra reassurance. I write love letters to him every day and hide them for him to find later. I bake treats and drop them off to him fresh when I have some foresight that indicates it might be a bit of a difficult day. I spend time with his mom and gran learning their recipes and his favorite foods from childhood. I mend his clothes when I notice they need mending. I have an entire hard drive of images, youtube links, articles, quotes and random little things I save for quick pick me ups in case he needs them. I plan dates and surprises for him. I have learnt his favorite scents and keep stashes of different types of candles, incense and infusers around so that every day I can make sure he comes home every day and is greeted with a scent I think will complement or lift his mood. I take random photos to arouse him or make him laugh or smile and sometimes I have a burning desire to do something for him but hit a blank on ideas so send messages like “If there was one thing I could do for you right now that would make you happy what would it be? Hypothetically…even if it’s super weird, crazy or outlandish”

There are lots of little things I do for him without being asked because he deserves every happiness in this life, he deserves the most fulfilling and rewarding life possible and it’s my greatest pleasure and most profound honor to be able to help make that happen in even the smallest of ways. 

I also know that all of his rules, guidelines, instructions and commands are designed to either make me happy, keep me safe/healthy, improve our relationship and bond with one another, work towards the future we both want together and occasionally, far too occasionally to really be able to call it balanced…occasionally they are based purely on Misters wants or give him some short term pleasure or gratification. 

He is a wonderful Dominant, he’s the best person I have ever known and he makes me feel happier, safer and more loved and cared for than anyone ever has before.   

A big part of his dominance, though, is prioritization. 

More often than not, when it comes to giving commands or creating rules and guidelines his priorities are: “us”, me then him and his own wants. I love him for that, I really do, and I also know that if there was ever a problem or if one of his needs wasn’t being met that he would absolutely address it with me. 

Serving him, to me, means restoring the balance wherever I can. 

It’s noticing the little things and going out of my way to actively make him happy, it’s understanding that it’s still a big thing for him to ask for something that requires a lot of work or effort just for him, and it’s showing through my actions that I want to do those things, that I gain pleasure from making him happy, that I would go to any lengths and every effort just to see him smile. 

Mister is my first priority and my greatest passion. I will do anything and everything in my power to help improve his life or make it easier for him. 

Perhaps the definition of submitting to him would be better described as finding additional ways to bring him joy, pleasure, fulfillment and satisfaction within the rules and boundaries he has set, rather than simply passively awaiting to obey.

~Wyn xx

Sparked by a number of asks recently noting I seem to do a lot of little things for Mister and proceed to either genuinely enquire as to whether I am in fact a switch right through to insinuations that taking initiative disqualifies me from calling myself a 24/7 submissive.