Nothing else matters....

As my bruises fade, I am becoming more and more focused on my own internal enslavement.

It is taking over more and more of my mind. I am constantly checking and correcting myself.

Nothing that would make a huge difference to anyone else, but it does matter to Master,
and it definitely matters to me.

The simplest most irrelevant things bring my submission to the front of my mind, make me totally focused.

I stubbed my toe, and boy was I focused. I am required to be barefoot, to remind me of my servitude, and when toe met bedpost I was certainly reminded.

But at other times, Master reminds me.

I have been having a particularly bad time at work, Master has been a tower of strength.
Reassuring and encouraging.

But also very affirming.

His words to me were - " work doesn't matter, it is irrelevant, it is not what you are are. It does not define you. What matters is that you are mine - my whore, my slut, my property, my slave. And nothing else matters"

oh that is so true!!!

Thanks for the focus Master!!!