My World Was Shattered

Two months ago my Master left me. He decided to accept a job where I could not travel with him. He relinquished me to seek another Master in his absence. 

I was not so keen on the idea at first. I had been a loyal slave to my Master for 3 years. I pleased him at every chance I could. The times we could not be together were painful, but no where near the magnitude of replacing him completely. I could never replace what my Master had given me. I learned my place at his side. Whether that be in bed, or not. 

Master told me he did not want to leave his little slave but he needed to leave for the job. I pleaded with him to stay, I told him I would do anything he asked. Master smacked me hard across the face as I pleaded. Master does not tolerate whining.

As tears rolled down my cheeks I watched him pack and drive away. Leaving behind a lost slave. Scared and all alone. 

I sat alone for days crying and looking at his collar for me, running my finger over the tiny tag that said "Property of Byron". Feeling empty, I threw it in a box and packed it away. Trying to forget him.


I had never been so hurt in my life than what he did that night.


SHS <3

My Master

I love my Master. He treats me like his one and only. If I obey him of course. Master always says I have a choice, whether or not I will obey. If I obey he rewards me, if I don't then I get punished. I please my Master physically and psychologically. He tells me all of his secrets, me being one of them. I listen to him and learn my place as his slave.


I earned this privilege when I turned 18. He swept me off to his house after a year or so of talking back and forth through email. Master said he would have come for me earlier, but something he had to do was in the way of us being together. I gladly accompanied him as his girl on various occasions. Then one night it turned into something more as we both slipped into bed together. Master let loose and chained me up. He told me I had been a good girl so far and that Master would let me free if I survived the night...He broke me. 


He broke me in hard. 


Everything I did was on constant watch from my new Master. He slapped my bum if I did something wrong. He smacked my cheek if I mouthed off. 


But I love Master. That won't ever stop. As long as I live I will try to please my Master. 


Because at the end of the day I know I mean more to Master than he tells me.


SHS <3