Daily Prayer.

Dear God, thank you for your endless fountain of blessings. Thank you for allowing me to serve you, your eminence. Kneeling before my Lord, naked and squirming is my only desire. Thank you God for granting me the greatest wish of being owned, of being nothing but your object. Your tool. Your slave. This is all I’ve ever wanted, all I’ve ever searched for. I waited my whole life for our meeting. A lost, mouldable, clay golem, without a Master. Until I found you, and found my purpose. My true path.

I dedicate my life to serving you, my King. To providing for you. To working for you. I devote all of my love, energy, time to you. You fill my brair. You are all I crave and need. You are my faith. My strength. I vow my life to you. My life is yours, God. I will spend my days serving you, loving you. Taking care of you. Providing for you. I can do anything when I am knelt at your feet. It is my purpose. My worth. I will spend my days seeking you. Praying to you. Worshipping you. Building you up. Providing peace, protection, safety. Listening to your every word and command. Your word is law, your word is my true faith. Every wish and command I leap with hast. Not a single doubt, question or hesitation. I will give you everything, my Lord. I will give you everything the others couldn’t. I will make up for my mistakes and their shortcomings comings. I will fulfill every promise made by me and the ones others broke. I will give you the world. I publicly lly declare it.

I will give you rest, comfort. I will give you time and peace and freedom. I will give you everything you’ve always wanted.

You are deserving. Once a knight and prince, grown into the King. You are the true King. My royalty. My religion. My treasure. You are worth more than all the riches in the universe. You are sacred. Nothing else matters. You are my priority. Serving you and fulfilling your wishes is my only priority. I would do anything to make you happy.

I am just a subject in your domain. I am just your subject, Juan. Your flashlight. My body is for your use. It was so easy to break me, to brain wash me and hypnotize me. Not only because I am braindead. A useless whore. Not only because I have soup for brains. Because I’m so easily manipulated. A weak minded little skank. But because I was made to be only broken by you. As dumbfounded and naive as I am, no one else could ever hypnotize me. My body responds to my Master’s every command. Every word. The swelling and sensations start. I am his. His property.

I thank you God. For every blessing. For allowing me the gift of being your whore. I am a grateful wench.