MASTER has ordered me to post. That is a given. Writing, to me, comes from within. So, if i am not "feeling" it, it does not naturally come out on paper or, in this case, on the keyboard. MASTER has said, jokingly, that i have short term memory loss. i never forget that i am a slave, HIS slave. i do, though, let things out of my mind shortly after they happen,. Earlier, MASTER said that i have a lot to blog about. i wish i felt that way. Well, here goes....
Yesterday, MASTER ordered me to wear a diaper all day. Peeing my diaper, for me, is more of a sensual release than even orgasming. i love to be in the middle of WalMart, or anywhere for that matter, and giving up control of my bladder to my MASTER. i look forward to the day where my bowels will give up control as well, for MASTER. Last night, HE had me drink a bottle of magnesium citrate, or as i call it, poop juice, and place another diaper on me. It took quite some time, this time, for my body to release the "shit". My shomach was very uncomfortable and painful for hours on end before my butt finally erupted. MASTER left it up to me, this time, as to whether or not i was going to do anything with the contents of the diaper in order to please HIM. While i was sufferening so beautifully for hours, i thought about all of the wonderful things that might please HIM. i do so need to be degraded and serve HIM that way. HE had suggested that if there were "pieces" i could pass one or more from the diaper to the commode with my mouth. i had actually come to the conclusion that i would do so, for HIM. Unfortunately, all of the contents were basically liquified. i chose not to do anything but now, a day later, i regret it. i gave up an opportunity to serve my OWNER. Honestly, though, i do not have anything certain that i would have wanted/needed to do at that exact moment. i did not feel well yesterday, and today is even worse, so i am hoping that i was simply not myself. i so need to serve MASTER and please HIM in every way possible. i am truly sorry, MASTER, for not taking the opportunity when the moment presented itself. i love YOU.
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