Sir & my pictures bitch thoughts Until recently, i identified myself
to everyone as a total Top, and a pretty aggressive one too. i fucked,
you bottomed…period. i’d spank, talk shit, smack
around…whatever. i liked dominating and i liked for everyone to know
i was doing it. The more humiliating the better.Well this is my new
page. It was created because my SIR told me make it. Yes, you read
that right. “my Sir.” Obviously, things have changed for me, and
they changed quickly. When you get down to it, it’s pretty simple. i
obey my Sir because He has trained me to be obedient to Him. You will
learn about many of the ways He has done that and how He continues to
do it through this page.His intention with this page is that through
baring my soul to the world (and thus to myself)…i will finally free
myself to love and accept who i really am and embrace my rightful
place (under Him, of course) but also in the natural pecking order at
large. Also, He wants me to be a resource to others like me who have
been hiding and misleading themselves and others out of fear.It’s
not all whips, chains, and terror with my Sir though. He is
affectionate with me too. i am His “cuntboy.” His friends know
about me, even though i have not met any of them yet. i am still in
training. Sir is systematically teaching me how to be of use to Him.
He uses me how “He sees fit, when He sees fit, and where He sees
fit, without question.” – those are His words.my transition from
proud, sure-of-himself top, to obedient, anxious, kinda jumpy,
maybe-one-day-proud-of-himself bottom has been a shock to me. It
wasn’t that i didn’t know what i was getting myself into when i
met Sir. i did. i met Him online. i sought Him out. i was searching
for something and i went looking for it. i didn’t know it was going
to turn out THIS way, but i was asking for it. When my Sir and i met
for the first time, it was with the specific intention of helping me
to “experiment with my sub side.” i had told him that i didn’t
want to go through my whole life never having experimented with these
secret subbing interests i had buried inside myself. i wanted to be a
more complete man and i felt that examining this other side of me
rather than ignoring it would only make me a better man.Well i had no
idea Men like my Sir even existed until that night. He told me up
front that He thought He could help me. lol. He knew exactly what He
was doing. He was way ahead of me and i didn’t even know it. Turns
out…He WAS the MAN for the job. And i AM getting what i asked for.
But it is still shocking to me at this point. Sir is a true Alpha, a
Man so Cocksure of Himself, and so Cocky that my face burns at how
easily He turned me. And now He is in the process of re-building
me.Now…when my Sir snaps His fingers, i move my ass like a BITCH (at
least that’s how i feel). If i don’t, He will be unhappy, and when
Sir is unhappy, He adjusts my attitude. Usually that means putting me
over His knee and spanking my butt like i am an 11 year old or some
other humiliating, sometimes scary experience. He doesn’t stop until
i am begging and pleading with Him to “please give me another chance
to show Him i will do a better job."After i reach that point, He
usually says something like, "Get your cunt into position 1.” “Yes
Sir,” i say! But before He lets me do it, He likes to rub my nose in
it a little, so he’ll say something like, “before you go, I want
to hear you tell Me what position 1 is cuntboy?” “Position 1 is
chest down, cunt up, Sir!” “That’s right,” he says. “Get
there now,” and he snaps his fingers. “Yes Sir,” i say as my
hard cock bounces up and down, slapping between my abs and my legs.Sir
has instructed me to thoughtfully and respectfully answer all relevant
questions and comments that are sent to me on O/our page.Thank Y/you
and have a great day, and remember to be true to Y/yourselves no
matter what. The sooner the better too. Time waits for no
man…Sir’s cuntboy
