It was a day without my Master, and hopefully one of the last ones! My Master instructed I would not edge, or touch myself until he was fully back to me, and I would be only able to fuck my ass if he instructed me to.

But today, I read a pure smut novel, where it was a high level of praise induced degrading kink, for sluts and Pets like me who get off at praise but are actually fuck toys for our Masters and Daddies.

I was imagining Master through each scene, which seemed to linger on for pages and pages. It was as if it was Master and me, I loved it. I kept sending Master passages from the book, and I loved every moment of my sluttiness peeking through.

Today was also a day of working out and hanging out with friends, which I realized I needed it. I loved today, but all I knew at the end was that I needed Master’s presence.