For some of you that have seen me around over the years. I come and go. I've had many a different name over the years, Struggled with my identity in more ways than one. And by some random chance, what I thought was a catastrophic event, turned out to yet again another birthing of my identity and what I've always been born to be. A Slut. I opened up my box, we both admitted to what we enjoy sexually and that brought us even closer not only in our marriage but also in our love life. The thing that excites me the most is that he encourages me to continue doing what I have always done. Knows that I do things a certain way to protect myself.
Now my Master is pretty tame compared to others out there. I mean his main fetish is smelling worn panties which instead of outsourcing (which I will also continue to encourage as it turns me on as well) he has a "new" main source of supply. And that is what changed me. It was by chance that one of his friends sent him a gift. He had no idea how to bring the subject up, he dreaded it, dreaded my reaction and what I was going to do. What he didn't expect was to rediscover my inner slut that got lost in work the last few years. Since that night, we haven't stopped exploring. Pushing our limits. Finding new ways to enhance our desires.
I love being a Slut, satisfying others, showing off my body and my talents. But most of all, I love being my Master's Slut. putting his needs before my own and making sure he's happy. Keeping myself wet and ready at all times Who knows maybe in the future, I will find even new ways of Slut self-expression..... |