thank You for this assignment tonight. i feel entirely providential in being able to comport myself morigerously for You through adeptness that most owned sluts can never reach. i will relate my longstanding logophilism but not cross the line of epeolatry as it would be athwart the exclusive phallicism i owe to your Cock.
i thank You so much for protracting my chance to venerate You and belong to You as property. i feel so especially grateful to know that You are so responsible that You would even release me if You adjudge that release will allow a superlative living for me. i hope that it does not.
when You tell me that You have belayed any previous desire to sire a scion at all, it does nothing to whet my appetency for You to opine otherwise. i love your Cock so much that Your disrelish of children makes me pine to have an acarpous slut body. if i am unable to be bred then there is no contravention between belonging to your Cock as an owned slut wife and my primal desire for breeding.
today, i imagined being allowed to receive your Cum into my fecund cunt fuckhole again and again just to gauge how long it would take for me to reach parturience. if my gravidity is not possible, i would exult with gratitude and resolve that since i am unable to be proligerous, then my natural purpose must be to serve a Master who desires no progeny. if i did become enceinte then i would commit prolicide as You would enjoin, and i would await Your illiative on what would be best for me. i do not believe this fantasy is really driven by ratiocination but instead my extreme concupiscence to be suffused with your Cum. i love the idea of the vis of Cum preponderating over my slut body and causing me to metamorphosize for an extended time period. of course, this has little to do with any desire for a slut family or anything else responsible. it is just another extension of my true slut nature.
i felt precipitant pangs of aboulomania when You told me that You cogitated the prospect of releasing me. i know i must trust Your illation but i dread the torpor i am likely to fall into without being held to Your mastigophorous rule. i fear that i need unremitting vapulatory incentives and punishments in order for me to function successfully. and even if my manifest exigence for your Cock is a concomitant verisimilitude, i still indubitably love your Cock and do not enjoy envisaging what else might be out there.
i do wonder what happened to You in the last year. i believe You adjudicated that You will never endeavor to procreate in this time frame and i can deduct Your reasons. i know Your sister's children burke her ambitions in some ways (despite their avuncular charms) and that she grows unforbearing towards them. missyslut's children are of course a bane to You as they belong to some mooncalf and not us. but our children might have been so exceptionally gifted and prepossessing, inheriting my callypigian form and Your perspicacity.
they would have had everything going for them. it is perhaps not only me who should express such wellaways over Your lassitude towards children but the world at large because our offspring could be exceptional. natheless, if You elect to release me now and then years later decide to procreate, there will be no lackaday from me. rather than any lachrymose poesy, i will solemnize Your change of heart. perhaps after Your life takes another turn, You will reconsider Your current perspective. alas, i have no expectation that You should and i hardly wish to place pressure on You for my sake.
my somnolent slut body now concludes the hypnerotomachia i feel every night while writing confessions to You. i give thanks to your Cock for allowing me this chance to serve You further. i pray to your Cock for it to be appropriate for me to be Your slut wife. i pray to atone through obedience. Amen.
thank You,
kittyslut in training
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