My Boss Just Pinched My Butt! I Feel So Giddy And Silly And Excited! And Dumb. And Meek.

I don’t want to be a person. I want to be a drone. Or a baby. Or a puppy…

“You want to be let out of chastity? But baby, what about what mummy wants? Didn’t you tell me what mummy wants is the most important thing ever to you? Yes, you did. Now what mummy wants is for you to stay in chastity and not ask about releases again. Can you do that for me? Good boy.”

“Please may I have a cummie this evening, mummy, please?”

“Oh baby, I was about to tell you you could have a cummie tonight but now you’ve asked I can’t. You know the rules. No asking for cummies ever. You’re going to have to wait at least another month now. But don’t worry, I’ll be here to help you cope.”

I want a mummy to cup my soft cock and balls in her hand and gently tell me she loves how small and unintimidating I am.

Collar me, attach a leash, and slip the handle around your ankle so I have to crawl around after you and can only see your feet. Nothing more arousing for a leashed, chaste puppy slave.

I just want a woman who’ll tell me I’m cute and that my penis is small and dress me up in frilly underwear and cut me off from friends and family and make me absolutely obsessed with loving and obeying her. Is that really too much to ask?

I love Bailey Jay and want to suck her cock as mummy whispers instructions into my ear.

I wish I had a mummy who was going out on a date night tonight and leaving me at home tied up and listening to brainwashing tracks so I love and respect and need her more.

“You see that man over there? He has a four inch cock! I bet you wish you were hung with a monster like that, don’t you baby?”

I wish I had a mummy who was keeping me locked up “just for the weekend.”