I need to worship a man. I need to obsess over him. To force myself to think of him as a deity. To be in utter awe of him and to make him my religion. I need to organize my life around HIM. Wake up in the morning? Message him. Pray to him at a shrine. Force myself to gaze at pictures of him--his face, his abs, his cock, his butt, his feet. I need to schedule date nights with him and be his flirty, dirty entertainment for hours. He needs to eat up my week nights, my free time. I need to brainstorm rituals. I need him to assign degrading and tedious tasks. I need HIM always in my head, poking and prodding, never content to give me a day off or freedom from his constant, consuming presence. Middle of the day? Boom, dick pic. Downtime at work? I better be messaging him. I need to learn to love a man. A man who will be always and forever be above me, a superior being. A man who always and forever be over me, in charge.
Basically I need to invite a man inside my mind. To let him wipe his shoes all over a welcome mat and to sit down in a recliner with a nice long "Ahhhhh." To decorate the place according to his specifications and make him feel at home.

What I'm looking for are long term, sexy, gross, perverted chats with dominant men who can help my feminization and enslavement. You see, the thing is that a random idea just popped into my head one day: why not be a man's maid/slave!? Ever since, I've been training to be an obedient girl. It's weird, because I HATE slavery and I'm not naturally attracted to men, but I also feel compelled to serve. So I'm learning to love and worship my superiors!
I have some rules when chatting with men you should know about:

• When a man proves himself to be superior, I have to say "I officially acknowledge you as a superior man, Sir." From then on, he gets an honorific to show my respect.
• I'm not allowed to do anything but concentrate on the man's words. I can listen to pop or country music in the background, but that's it.
• If a man asks a question, I have to answer it.
• Men lead the conversations. We chat about what he wants to chat about.
• Men decide when I'm dismissed (unless I'm really sleepy, have to get up in the morning, or have an emergency).
• Chats with men are considered "date nites." I'm on a date and should act like it. No swearing, just flirting!

I also have all sorts of mantras and humiliating ideas to tell you about. We have so many things to discuss! Does this sound oh so exciting? Then send me a chat message! No pictures, 28 .