Chapter Nine
Life for me has changed over the past year. It hasn’t all been s*x and bondage or whips and chains. Well, maybe the s*x part. My Mistress needs my tongue every day. I guess it’s far better than a hard rubber dildo that vibrates a bit. They definitely lack the personal touch. For many months I served others and was used by them, but that too has passed. Very early in this journey, I willingly gave up my manhood and let her lock my c**k away, denying me man’s ultimate pleasure for the rest of my life. In return, she gave me what I wanted and needed. She dominated my life in a way that most will never know. I became her property to be owned and used for her pleasure. Yes, there were plenty of whips and tight bondage and extra-long sessions of extreme pain, but I craved it all an
