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ORIGINAL: kc692

You joined in December, you met your Master in December, he deserted you in December, it STILL IS December.....that's all less than 3 weeks.  My advice would be to take some time to get to know someone till you call them you ANYTHING, or you say you are theirs.

edited to add::SHEEEEEEEEEEEESH, she already has had another "Master" claim her.  I wish the OP luck

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ORIGINAL: batshalom

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ORIGINAL: kc692

You joined in December, you met your Master in December, he deserted you in December, it STILL IS December.....that's all less than 3 weeks.  My advice would be to take some time to get to know someone till you call them you ANYTHING, or you say you are theirs.

edited to add::SHEEEEEEEEEEEESH, she already has had another "Master" claim her.  I wish the OP luck

Well god, kc. As a weal twue mistwess you know that weal twue slaves work quickly. ~muttering about having to teach you ever'thang~

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ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead

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Thought my Master was Real

Perhaps he was a hologram?  Anime?  Mirage?   Just sayin'...  [8|]

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ORIGINAL: NorthernGent

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ORIGINAL: CalifChick

I read the name before the mod removed it.  I'm thinking it's the "barbed wire dude".  Yes? No?

Cali

lol, the bloke partial to watching women fuck themselves with barbed wire?

These types of threads are running amok. What next?

Help! I need advice! I was eating with my master last night.....don't know what came over me, but I decided to tip his food all over his head; I watched spaghetti run down through his eyes and on through his chin for a good 30 seconds or so. You won't believe this, and I can't for the life of me understand why I did it, but I proceeded to smash the plate into his face: by this time, I was enjoying myself. I'm sure he could hear me laughing; not that I tried to contain it. Anyway, his face was cut to shreds, so he ordered me to phone an ambulance; I know I should have done, normally I take care of master, but, as I was enjoying myself, I decided against it; I went to the shop, bought a crate of beer and invited the two blokes 'round from next door who promptly fucked me into a coma, as my master came to terms with a lack of dinner, a deformed face, and his cherished slave with two other men. How do I tell master I didn't mean any of it? Can it work after this? Is he within his rights to be angry; after all, submissives have needs, too. Any help will be appreciated. Thanks in advance.