Remember when over 7 years ago there was an excitement and a fear of and for each other in a good way.
Remember when that text came and we were both oh so excited to see it was from You.
Remember when I was good enough for You.
Remember when You responded to texts and didn’t blame me for everything.
Remember when we talked in the phone everyday, not only expected but demanded we talk everyday at noon.
Remember when You would call me your good girl, your sexy slut, and a slew of other enduring loving names.
Remember when You told me how proud You were of me or called me your good girl.
Remember when I didn’t have to pry something nice from your cold dead lips.
Remember when Master read your blog and cared if You were writing or not.
Remember when Master had his own folder and would leave notes for You to find.
Remember when Master wanted You to learn and explore this lifestyle. Knowledge is power.
Remember when You knew there was nothing your Master would ever use against You.
Remember when You we’re allowed to be You. Flaws and all and some of them Master thought were even cute.
Remember when You would never hurt me on purpose, now it is a daily task to see how badly can I hurt her and what will she take before giving up.
Remember when your mental health struggles were off limits in your Master/slave relationship.
Remember when Master would never have used mental mind fuckery against You.
Remember when Master actually cared about your mental health and talked about it to overcome, instead of wanting to know about it to use it against You in punishments.
Remember when punishments came with conversations as to why, and ways to improve.
Remember when You knew why You were being punished for something that happened in real time. Instead of something that happened 13 weeks ago with no explanation. 👀
Remember when You didn’t cry yourself to sleep nightly.
Remember when You would never have thought of ending life, and now You can’t wait for it to end.
Remember when You we’re excited about tomorrows, now You just dread them.
Remember when You weren’t stood up 6 times in a row, and then 4 times so far again.
Remember when You would tell me to bring 3 of my favorite sexual toys/enhancements/accessories and 3 things I think would be Masters favorite things.
Remember when your Master wanted You and couldn’t wait to get You naked in the shower to bath and wash You, then fuck You in the shower to start off the marathon night of sexual exploring and pleasure for both.
Remember when your Master had sex with You without wearing a blindfold.
Remember when if your Master took picts of You, You knew beforehand & he would share them with You. Now You don’t know what he is doing with film or picts but have not consented to either.
Remember when your Master cared when You texted and would text right back, now your lucky if You hear back at all.
Remember when Master made plans and he actually followed through with them.
Remember when your Master didn’t take You life as a game and wanted to see how long it going to take before You end the game permanently.
Remember when You we’re happy and didn’t pray daily to not wake up tomorrow.
Remember when You would get flowers or texts for no reason at all. Never went a Valentine’s Day without….. until this year
Remember when your Master cared.
Remember when You didn’t think of ways to end life as a way to pass your days that you’re being ignored and silenced by your Master.
Remember when You we’re happy waking up for another day to serve your Master.
Remember when You didn’t want to die