This prompt is written from a first-person view for a female sub, but I like boys too! I'm open to any perspectives or partner genders!

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To me, the ultimate achievement as a Dominant is the training, collaring, and service of a Domestic Slavewife. Loyal, submissive, obedient, and insanely beautiful, a domestic slavewife spends her days cleaning, polishing, and caring for Master's home, taking care of every little chore and menial task to his exact detail and specification. By night, she worshipfully attends to Master himself, presenting herself as the apex of feminine sexuality and eagerly satisfying each and every one of his depraved desires.

That is what I want, and that is what I want you to be. The details aren't important right now. Did I buy you from an auction house, or did you beg to be enslaved? Do I treat you like furniture, or are we madly in love? It's an open book as far as I'm concerned, as long as you cook, clean, and bow down to your Master.

I've got some scenarios that might be fun to, if you like specifics. The first one is full of non-con, misogyny, humiliation, all that good stuff, while the second is more romantic and down-to-Earth.

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You strut to my living room. The countless jewels of your gaudy “uniform” bounce with each practiced step. A collar, high-heels, and buttplug, all solid gold. Several necklaces, tit piercings, clit piercings, diamond earrings. You wore a life-changing amount of money, and I had used it to turn your naked body into a living decoration.

Glasses in one hand and champagne in the other, you bend at the waist as you pour my drink, presenting your tits to me and your ass to my guest. You never got used to hocking yourself like meat, nor the “complementing” gropes of guests, but you had to savor it: serving food and drink are one of the few tasks you're allowed to perform standing up. As soon as beverages were served and the champagne was stored, you return to your knees. You crawl, my preferred way of life for you, to me. You bow down, presenting your rear for use as my footstool and as my guest's entertainment.

“Is it for sale?” the guest asks.

The heel of my shoe comes down on your hip. “This? No, not yet. She's well trained, I can easily get ten, fifteen more years out of her?”

'Fifteen years' felt like an icepick to the heart. You knew how many thousands of days I had owned you, you recited the number every morning to me. How many thousands more could you really take?

“Oh is that so? What does it do?”

“Well, she'll be more than happy to show you, won't you, slave?”

You already knew what I wanted to hear. It never got easier, but disobeying was worse. So, you choked back your tears, swallowed the last of your fleeting pride, and spoke just they way I liked.

“Yes, Master.”

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Today had been productive. You'd cleaned the bathroom, done the laundry, exercised, and trained your throat. Dinner was coming along smoothly, and every one of your chores would be done in record time. But you were still anxious. Normally, I'd leave you to your chores, to fantasize in private about what I had in store for you that night. But I had been texting you non-stop, and you knew by the way I typed that I was having a bad day. That I missed you. You wished you were there with me, to care for me, to embrace me. Your heart ached knowing I needed you.

You asked how you should be dressed when I return home. The lacy lingerie you wore was simply a day uniform; you knew I loved it when you were wearing something even more erotic when I got home. A bondage harness, or a salacious costume, or even sometimes nothing but a dildo-gag and a blindfold. This time, however, you received your favorite reply, one good enough to turn your day around.

“Surprise me,” it said.

You loved surprises. You loved being able to throw yourself completely at serving in a way you knew brought me so much joy. I was generous with your wardrobe allowance, so you set to work pulling together a costume you knew would sweep me off my feet. You figured it'd be coming off immediately after dinner service, but getting pulled out of your immaculate dresses was almost as much fun as the dresses themselves.

5:25. You make sure all the toys I like are clean and accessible. You adjust the last few notes and accessories of your outfit. You kneel at the door, a few steps back, and wait. The anticipation makes you eager, makes you hot. Each shallow, bated breath pushing against your soft leather collar, the hands behind your back fidgeting with your diamond wedding ring.

My car pulls up, you can hear it. And you're so excited. It's almost time for your favorite time of each and every day, second only to waking up in my arms every morning, kisses being planted up and down your neck:

The time when you get to see me again.

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Hello there, my name is Thomas. And, if you can't tell, sex slaves make my world go 'round. I'm looking for something indulgent: an RP where my character flat-out owns yours, with their shared Master/slave dynamic in the center.

Of course, I'd like this to be open enough for you to get your favorite things in too! The scenarios I've presented are just starting points. If you have a fantasy that can be lived out from the perspective of a domestic slavewife, by all means feel free to add it in! On the other hand, if you have a scenario or start you'd think be fun, that's great too! If you'd just like start out with one of my scenarios as-is, include what you think is the ideal slave uniform (and why!), so I know you've read it all. No need to go overboard, I just want to see how you think.

I like to write long, descriptive paragraph responses, and I prefer partners that like to do the same. I do build very, very slowly though, so let me know if you prefer quicker ramp-ups so I'm not rambling on for 15 paragraphs. Envelopes only, please.

My Prompt-Relevant Kinks Include:

Slavery, Outfit-Control, Subservience, Degradation, Humiliation, Dub/Non-Con, Rough Sex, Description and Detail, Bad Ends, Beatings and Punishment, Cuddling

My Limits Include:

Scat, Blood, DDlg, Beastiality, Underage

Let me know what you do and do not enjoy, and I'm more than happy to adjust. I look forward to hearing from you!