How I feel...

I'm glowing... I'm shocked... and I feel like an utter slut.

I wasn't going to write this, but I feel I must, there is no other way to explain it.  Since we have been together, there was something that you had always though I should get.  Something that scared the HELL out of me.  Something that a few years ago I told you I was willing to do.  And now... I've done it.

I had no idea I could feel this way, and its incredible. I can't explain the feeling, but I have it.  When a girl on Gor gets her ears pierced she has no other coice, she will typically be a slave and nothing else.  Well with wht I have I feel...

I can't put words into it.  I feel owned, I feel loved, I feel marked, I feel special, I feel more of me, I feel like more of a slut, an absolute beast for nothing but the wanton pleasure of my Master.  The idea runnign through my head f what couldpossibly be done with it turn me on as much as the fact that I got it done.  that I managed to go and get it done, by myself, without need you there, so that it would be ready by the time you were home. 

I feel like I'm in the process of preparing myself for you when you get home.  And whats more, I feel like getting this done,  I can't find the words but I want to cry, good tears, and I can't figure it out. I feel like a beast, an animal of pure lust, and desire, wanting nothing more than to see to my Sir's pleasure and then some.  The only thing that went through my head was that this was something my Sir had wanted, and i was going to get it done. 

I lay back in the chair, well table thing.  And got all settled in for the piercing.  and I should have known, but as she had me take several deep braths, I had to pull apart my lips to make sure that she could get the piercing jsut right.  And the needle slid through that tiny, small piece of tissue- It was a firce pinch, a sting... and then it was gone.  The only thing I could thing of whas that I had the piercing my Sir wanted.  One that wouldn't grow out, one that would give my body any hassle.

I am now a ringed wench. 
I can be led around on a tiny silver chain connected to this new ring. 
I can attach a chain from this new ring to my nipple clamps.
I am my Sirs slut...

I have my Hood pierced.
A small steel hoop.

I had to go buy wipes at the store to clean it and as I walked around, I felt different.  There was a new sense of pride in my walk.  I can't explain it and I can't place it.  I'm glowing... and not jsut becuase it adds a little extra stimulation but.  I did it, I have it pierced. 

It feels amazing, and I want to show you, I want you to be proud of it too.  I want you to be able to do all those evil things that I know are running trough your mind as you read this.  I want it to hit you as hard as it hits me as I type this. 

I'm a pierced slut, a ringed wench.
But so much more than that I'm yours.
That I could push myself past that pain and the fear of OMG there is a needle going mere hairwidths from my clit.  
And I did it. 

I love you my Sir...
with all that I am.

♥Always♥
your newly pierced wench

He is Master and I am slave.
He is Owner and I am owned.
He commands and I obey.
He is to be pleased and I am to be pleasing. 
why is this...


Because he is my Sir, and I am his wench.